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Lockdown is as lockdown does
Posted:Apr 16, 2020 8:11 pm
Last Updated:Apr 17, 2020 5:48 pm

Shit is hitting the fan eh? one hand I’m quite happy actually see the earth healing. the other, shitload of people getting sick and dying ain’t good.

Anyway. I’ll leave the heavy thinking people who are a bit more qualified do so. I’ve only got shit closer home (literally) deal with so I’ll just deal with that This is probably one of the longest stretch of time that the husband and I have spent together after we got married, as ironic as it sounds. This extended duration of being in each other’s presence had led to many things. Some of which is quite surprised to say, is pleasantly surprising. In the past week alone, he’s surprised me with his reactions to some of the many things that we had talked about.

Ok, before going there, I find a need to go back a few weeks. This was still when we were going into our respective offices sporadically. Work was a bitch (it still is) for the both of us and our business was also suffering (it still is. But then again, who isn’t in these times). So the husband went through a good week and a half of being really, really fucking unbearably cranky. Which was understandable. But still unbearable. So there was one late evening when we were in bed and I can’t even remember what, but I had asked him something and he went ballistic on me. He lashed out and started screaming and was verbally attacking me. Now this was...over a week in of crankiness on both our parts, so I was fucking tired already. He was being unreasonable and I was literally about to snap myself. But I think it was fatigue, cos I didn’t. I just sat there and gave him the whole fucking night to rant. Then in the morning (at this point neither of us had slept an ounce) I made us breakfast. Half of it was me trying to be patient and supportive, but I swear it was mostly fatigue. Of course this fucker ate and left for work and I did the same. That day felt horrible, needless to say. But when I got home I had flowers and dinner already waiting, and a massage til I slept. Ha! Who’d have thought 😋

So anyhow, since that day he’s been nicer than usual. I know he’s trying a lil harder, which makes a lot of difference. Now back to this past week. I’m still sidetracking but bear with me.

My fwb has been texting me on and off. We were supposed to meet up earlier this year but didn’t get a chance. Anyways. I had a work call one morning this past week and I took it on my work laptop. It wasn’t a video call so I switched off my video. I had taken the home office so I had the door shut and the husband was working outside. While all this was going on I had the fwb on a video call on my phone but I had muted the audio (obviously 😝) and for whatever reasons (being confined for so Long I suppose) we both started stripping. Lol. Now this wasn’t new to me😝 but I just haven’t done this with him before. But it was quite...hot. We got each other off and I am kinda surprised I enjoyed watching him shoot his load on his own thighs 🤣.

Now back to the husband and what we spoke about. So, one of the evenings we were lying on our balcony floor naked, in the dark, just watching other people in their flats/apartments, just doing their thing. Maybe it was how surreal it felt at the time, maybe it was just us enjoying being voyeurs, or maybe it was cos we had just satisfyingly fucked each other silly, but I remember lying on his chest when he asked me what I miss most now that everything is locked down.

I was quite surprised at my own answer too but without much thought, i told him at that moment, I actually missed clubbing. Lol. 😑. Not like in general, but...more the feel of when I used to club, back when I was clubbing more often. I then told him about the time a loooong time ago, when I went down on this pair of twins in a club 😝. That was also the same night I walked out with cum on my cheeks 🙄. Lol. We went through a few more stories when the conversation got directed to the feeling of reckless abandonment that I like. Normally, I h like really hate it when he paychoanalyses everything like that.

BUT!! This time round, it led something....excitingly positive. I told him about my fwb. He knows vaguely who my fwb is, as someone I used to date but he wasn’t aware that we were still seeing each other. At this point, I should add that the husband...has been prone to a bit of jealousy. It took him (the husband) years to get comfortable with my boyfriend (who is thankfully fine but still stuck in HK, FY so I I didn’t think he would have reacted so positively (to me, anyway 😉).
Side note: the fwb is a big, black guy. He stands close to 2m tall and lifts weights so. A big dude 😘
Anyhow, I told him about the fwb and how I want (and I stressed “want”, not “miss”) his dick. Like I want to fuck him hard, and I want to be fucked hard by him. I wasn’t thinking lying there on his chest, naked in the dark, but I remember getting aroused again as I was telling him. To my surprise, the husband said he was sure we could arrange that once things got better. Can you say woooo!! Lol 😘.

So yeah, that was that. Of course I told the fwb about it and you know, we’re making arrangements but we’ll see. Here’s one more (big? 😋) reason to hope things get better soon. Yes yes...it’s rather selfish but...what the hell. I’ve been so riled I’ve been draining the husbands nuts dry. Lol. Maybe THAT was his ploy along. Heh.

Anyways. Thanks for reading. Hope everyone stays safe.
Ass infatuation
Posted:Apr 5, 2020 3:52 am
Last Updated:Apr 9, 2020 7:51 pm

This is picking from the last post. I actually didn't get a chance write anything down.

Before that though, is it normal for want smack the husband the time? Well, maybe not the time. It's either. I wanna fuck him or punch him. Is this what marriage is? LOL. Ever since we got married, even before that, his work has him travelling half the month every month. I travel a fair bit for work too, but nothing crazy like him. Ever since we got here we've been grounded, and with the lockdown (call it what you will), this is about as much time we've been stuck together. We usually are already stuck together when we are together, but damn. . I'd say, the percentage is...split about 60/40 now, with 60% being me wanting to punch him. LOL. Ah well.....

I was saying. A few weeks ago I found a studio that offers exercise classes and yoga etc. A friend of mine brought there and it was ok. I mean, it was a good workout and . But what got was this other lady in the class. Class size was small. They limited it 6 people per class (which I quite liked). But anyhoo. This other lady. Daaaamn the ass her. I've always appreciated nice asses. Guys and girls. I particularly have a soft spot for thicker, muscular thighs and a round ass
Which makes this a lil puzzling cos this lady had a thick, round ass but she was far from muscular. But either way, I couldn't stop sneaking peeks at her ass. Okay, okay. I was staring. I think she kinda noticed and was a lil uncomfortable. But hey...I guess I'm not that inconspicuous . There was another worth mentioning. It was of the other instructors. Damn this one was fit. She had on exercise shorts which weren't covering much (But I kinda get it from the functioning standpoint. I like my shorts and tights riding too. Otherwise it restricts movement. Honestly. ) So yeah, I've been leering at them two asses the last few weeks. I don't know what is but I just can't seem to get these two asses outta my head. So yeah, thats my infatuation. Trust me. I don't get it either. LOL

And now that everything's shut, thats one more thing I'm missing :S.
Ah well. It is what it is. Hang in there peeps. Stay safe. Catch ya again
Lipslip and ass infatuation?
Posted:Apr 1, 2020 2:34 am
Last Updated:Apr 9, 2020 7:51 pm

The world is going to shit and this pervy lil mind cannot keep it together 😋. To be fair, the first half of it isn’t completely my fault. Lemme explain.

Long story short, the husband and I decided in Feb to fly into Singapore before shit hit the fan. Granted, we didn’t expect it to be so bad, but either way, we’re kinda glad we did. So we got into Sg end of Feb and have been here ever since. It wasn’t lockdown then (well, it still isn’t at the moment) so we took the opportunity to head down to Universal Studios. We haven’t had time like this so we figured, why not. It was supposed to just be the both of us, our lil day out but somehow I might have blurted it out in a casual conversation with a friend, and it turned out she brought two friends and met us there 🙄

But anyhow, before we knew they were gonna be there, we had made and plans to enjoy our trip in our own way. The husband highlighted that we haven’t had any public fun in a loooong time, and I agreed. So he excitedly whipped out his camera and picked out one of my micro dresses for me to wear. I told him to hold on to his horses cos it really wasn’t practical. I wanted to go on the rides too, not just prance around and flash him 😑. So after a LOT of back and forth, we settled on a pair of short, denim shorts and a grey sleeveless tank top. The day came, and we picked a weekday too just to make sure there wasn’t too many people.

We rented a car the day before, left in the morning, went for breakfast and got there shortly before noon. In between, there had already been a lot of posing and photo taking. It’s mostly of me bending over and pretending I don’t notice the perv of a husband sitting and snapping from afar. Lol. But in the car while he was driving, I kinda slipped my hands in his shorts and got him excited and took a few of the tent that was forming in his shorts, and then a few more of his erect dick peeling out. Tbh, it was quite fun but I still don’t get as excited as he does with this photo taking thing. But anyhow.

We pulled into the carpark and it was empty. Like dead empty. I suggested we park further into a corner (he didn’t argue, of course😝) and while he was tryi Ng to park, I undid my seatbelt, leaned over, pulled his shorts down (with his help) and started sucking furiously on his already erect dick. He pulled my top off and undid my bra easy enough. Didn’t take long before he unclipped his seatbelt, unbuttoned my shorts and pulled it down to my knees. I wanted to pull it completely off but I was already pushed into the back seat. He climbed in behind me, pulled my thong aside and slid inside me and was furiously slamming himself into me. I was actually just about to tell him to not cum inside me but was trying to cum myself (in my defence, my face was pressed into the seat so it was hard to say anything 😝). Next thing I knew, I felt him tighten up, and then a hot load inside me. I was like , what the fuck... 😝. Lol. It was quite hot, it’s just that I didn’t cum yet.

We laid there for a lil more before cleaning up (wet wipes are the best, I tell ya) and made our way. Didn’t take long before I knew I should have said something before. The minute we were passing the temperature checks, I felt....cum oozing out 😳. It only took minutes but by the time I ran to the bathroom, my underwear was kinda soiled. I cleaned up, again, removed my underwear and went on the rest of the day without. (what else was there to do, right?). The husband was irritatingly pleased by this and insisted on holding on to my soiled thong. 😑

We did a lil more perving...well, mostly him. I was checking out things in the gift shop while he was following my around holding his camera suspiciously low 🙄. Lol. But by the time we went on our first ride, we kinda forgot about all that and just had fun. We bumped into my friend and her two male friends a short while after and we all just ended up moving around the park together. All three of them were in their late 20s I think, so most of the conversing was done amongst themselves, with me chipping in every now and then, and the husband even less. The whole time I was trying to figure out if they were a gay couple, (didn’t take Long to confirm that they weren’t gay. At AL, then I started to wonder which one my friend was dating/trying to date. The dynamics was pretty weird but they were all pretty friendly in general so we got on cordially enough.

It was a really hot day so we were all sweaty by the time we took a short break about...mid afternoon. We found a spot to sit under the shade and the concrete benches were pretty low. We were seated in a circle cos that’s how the benches were laid out. I can’t even remember what we were talking about but I barely noticed the husband drifting off. I looked up one moment and he was walking about, just a short distance away with his camera held to his eye. Honestly didn’t think much of it but we were there for about 45mins before going for a few more rides and then heading back. The husband and I left them the moment we exited the park and we haven’t had any contact since.

I didn’t think too much about that day after, except that I had more fun than I thought I’d have, and that I’ve now got weird tan lines. But a few days later, the husband showed me some of the pictures that he took. Most of them were expected cos I knew he was shooting. A few I kinda expected too cos he’s been known to sneak pictures when I’m not looking. Then there’s the lipslip ones. I didn’t even know that was a thing. I mean, of COURSE it’s a thing. Why wouldn’t it be a thing?

The cameltoes, ass shots and downblouses, I kinda expected. The lipslip? That was....fucking mortifying. Apparently the entire time we were seated during that particular break, there was...a few lipslips. I understand how that can happen. Those shorts were deliberately tiny. The husband who was seated beside me at the time, had noticed the two guys who were seated in front of me, were already trying to be discreet but clearly they noticed something. He followed their gaze and it was....straight down towards me lap. He then inconspicuously went off and took pictures of them looking, and adjusting themselves in their seats, and then went behind to use his zoom lenses to take a few photos of said slip.

For the record, those photos, along with the rest of the photos, will stay in his camera. He’s not allowed to download it or store it anywhere else. 😝

He also told me that’s why for the entire duration that we were hanging out together, they made sure to walk behind me, particularly when there were stairs 😑. Lol. I’m actually a little surprised and disappointed with myself I didn’t noticed. But overall I had fun. And the husband sure had a lot more fun than I, and it kinda broke the routine with us so....I guess that’s a win-win...?
Wedgies are supposed to be uncomfortable. Or are they?
Posted:Feb 22, 2020 10:04 pm
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2020 6:54 pm

Been trying to increase the intensity of my workouts of late. But! (Or is that BUTT!) Something else has been brought to my attention. Was at the gym this morning and someone actually came to ask me (I knew this person, FYI. Not some creepy stranger ) why I like wearing my workout leggings, regardless of long or short ones, so high up. So just to be clear, I wear them up cos I like to have a full range of motion when I'm working out.IF by doing so, they end up riding up my ass and pussy, then I guess it is what it is. Right? One one hand, I understand how that can seem...obscene. Especially with some of my lighter coloured leggings. But gawd damn they're comfortable and my workouts are hard enough, the least I can do is make it comfortable. So yeah. If it's distracting or offensive to some people. I really can't afford to give two fucks I'm just working out.

Which also brings up the point - when it rides up and I get full range (especially leg days. Or when I'm running around) It's actually really comfy. Like I'm not wearing anything. Which is exactly the point. Comfort, right? Which also brings up the point of thongs. Most of my swimwear are thong bottoms. And that's similar with my underwear too. I mean, they're comfy as fuck. So why have we been led to believe that wedgies are uncomfortable when we, ok, maybe in this case, me, give ourselves one all the time? "They" have been lying to us the whole time! . Fookin liars!!

Which kinda also brought up the idea of working out naked. This was our dinner conversation a few nights back, by the way. . At first I thought, yeah, why not. Then delving further, we both agreed it wouldn't be as comfortable as we'd thought. In the end, we both agreed that the bouncing around is gonna get in the way, so guys would have their bottoms on and girls would have our tops on. Just for support. Then the whole idea of hygiene comes in and we realised we'd just as well come back to square one LOL

That's why items like leggings and spandex tops are so popular, I'd imagine. Feels like no clothes on but with hygiene taken into consideration. So all that to come back at point 1.
Anyhow. That was a big, round circle. Hehehe

Speaking of which, a friend of mine was complaining to the group that she's having trouble convincing her husband to wax. At present moment, he's sticking to shaving his balls and the stubble that follows is causing more trouble for both of them than they're enjoyment. Now this entire conversation happened one evening when we were all out for dinner, and bearing in mind, we've had a few bottles or wine and other spirits by then. So anyhow. I suggested, just make it his worth to wax. Like give him a good bj right before, and promise him one better after he waxes his balls. Let him imagine how much better it'd be. I'm sure that'll be motivation enough. Of course everyone was cheering and laughing. But somehow or rather, it has escalated to him getting a bj from both of us IF he waxes. Now I didn't promise that. Neither am I interested in her husband that way. But it was funny that evening, and awkward the following days. I haven't met them as yet but....for fuck's sake. I've got enough dicks in my face as it is. I really don't need one more . LOL
I just ca't believe I have to talk my way out of something I didn't even commit myself to. :S

Anyhow. That was a digression. The wedgie thing was the point of this post.
Either way, gotta run. Thanks for reading Hope your weekend is running well
V-day plans, weighing dicks, and much more musings. Plenty to think about
Posted:Feb 10, 2020 4:06 am
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2020 6:54 pm

Adult cream pie
I was out with a friend earlier and we passed a bakery that had a sign that says they have a adult cream pies. Of COURSE I had to stop to check it out. LOL. (I'm such a sucker for tacky, cheeky marketing) Turns out it was just cream pies with alcohol in them. To be fair, they were pretty good. I got one to try. They taste nothing like the cream pies I had in mind but.... They were pretty good. What was even more puzzling, my friend didn't even get it. Either she wasn't familiar with the term, or it just slid over her head.

Betting for the other team. Or is that the same team....?
So this friend of mine just had a divorce after 20 odd years of marriage. Most of that 20 odd years were good. Turns out her now ex-husband had cheated on her for a second time and didn't want to end his affair. Fuck. Yet another one. THere're tons of that going around already. I guess this one surprised me cos....well, I just never thought it'd happen. But anyway. The divorce was finally settled and they're both moving on. Turns out now, she's done with men and is only dating women. That also caught me completely by surprise. She's never shown to be open to it in my years of knowing her but, on the other hand, I guess I can understand. She's in her late 40s and has never even kissed another girl before. There's more to it than that, but I'm embarrassingly interested to know how things turn out with her I'll keep you guys in the loop if/when I find things out (Busybody?! Me?!? Nooo.....)

Feel sexier in a full body swimsuit than in naked yoga
Over the weekend I went to try out rowing. It was kinda like dragon boating, but on steroids It was basically on a larger boat, and we had to constantly row out into sea against large waves. It was a good workout, tough as hell. It was scorching so I wore a full body swimsuit. Well, almost full body. It had long sleeves, but it only covered up to my knees. So that was Saturday morning. Sunday morning, I went to naked yoga. I've been trying to be consistent with that now that my travel is halted. Both occasions, the husband was with me. I thoroughly enjoyed both but the husband was telling me how distracted he was in naked yoga. (He's been saying that for a long time now ). We talked about it at length and I realised that I felt sexier in my full body swimsuit than in naked yoga. I liked how it hugged my body and how it felt on my skin. Naked yoga was.... a lot of work. Both were a lot of work. Maybe it was the adrenaline in the rowing that got me going. I dunno. Worth exploring further.

Valentine's Day plans (sexual bucket list)
Speaking of the husband, Valentine's Day just so happens, falls on a Friday this time round. We've always made it a point to not give in to the marketing side of it but this time round, we've been talking about some plans. Well, more ideas than plans, at this point. We've been talking about our own sexual bucket list. I don't really have one per say, like not an official list, but we've both been trying to tick things off that we've been wanting to try, and we're going by turns, which to be honest, kinda adds a bit of pressure to it.

The last adventure we had was the swingers party we went to a few weekends back. It was groundbreaking in its own way. We even managed to play with different people by ourselves, in different rooms, at different times. We both only crawled back into bed with each other in the morning. What was groundbreaking was, we were both comfortable with that. We spoke about it at length, and had a really good time. So I guess that didn't count, cos we both kinda wanted it and decided together to go.

The one before that was his. He's always talked about getting a bj while getting his head massaged (LOL. Fuck. Typing that out was kinda funny ) Late last year we went to Krabi, him with his girlfriend and me with the boyfriend, and we made that happen for him, so, that was his turn done. Which makes this weekend my turn to pick. The thing is, I can't think of anything. And I've been mulling over it for a good few weeks now

To help me out, I figured I could list a few down. I'll even list some of his likes, maybe I'll spring him a surprise
My likes:
- Dominated completely. Like rough, hair pulling, slapping, maybe even a bit of choking, biting. Tied maybe? Could go together with a collar...
- Something outdoors. We ARE already going clubbing after dinner, so....might fit this one in easily. Just gotta pick out what to wear
- Dominating. I'll definitely tie him down for this.
- Gangbang. This one is higher on the list . But it'll be tricky cos we don't have any partners/playmates around.
- Cumbath/bukkake. This one has the same problem as previous item. I mean, gotta cut him some slack. There's only so much cum coming outta him. LOL
- Role-play. Slutty wife...? This one's a bit or a stretch. I go out and flirt with a few people, get him riled up. Etc. Except I'm not feeling this one at the moment

His likes:
- Something outdoors. He seems to like this in particular
- Something olfactory. He's a big smell-type person. Has made numerous requests for me to not...wash. This one needs getting into character for
- Roleplay. He likes the school girl thing. Again, not feeling this one

The plan is, we're going for dinner with two other couples (not that kinda of couples. Non swinging kind) and then clubbing. So something like camping is out. Ah well. We'll see. I don't want to pick one thing just for the sake of it. It won't be as enjoyable. We might just end up tiring ourselves so much we come home and sleep. LOL

Thinking about that, bring me to question - How much does a dick weight anyway?
I was recounting my time with my fwb a short time back. And he actually gave me a bruise on the side of my eye from a dick slap. Funny as hell, but no kidding. Of course, I googled it and it was some way of calculating which concluded that it could be up to 60grams upwards. And this fwb has a fairly substantial BBC (I sooo hate the term but it is what it is ). So my conclusion was, it HAS to be more than 60grams. It was painful. Umm...well, after the fact I sooo like it during the play. Brings me to the conclusion that you cannot make the right decisions when you're horny. Especially when you're horny as fuck.

This is more a rant so....it was a long one.
Just bouncing ideas. Thinking aloud. If you have some ideas, or wanna share your V-day plans. Please do
We went to a swingers weekend getaway ;)
Posted:Feb 2, 2020 10:33 pm
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2020 6:54 pm

Okay. Gonna just lay it . Two weekends ago the husband and I went to a swingers party. We had been invited a few weeks ago but we've both been undecided on whether we should go or not, and we've both decided to go, and then backed a few times. So it was always at the back of my head, but....anyhow. They (those invited to the party) had all met up on a Friday afternoon and the husband was traveling only going to be back on the Saturday so until then, we had decided we weren't gonna go.

I was ok with that cos I had already made plans to spend a day with my fwb who was in Bali for the weekend. I thought I'd get that done, then spend the rest of the weekend onwards with the husband. Keeping myself busy

I had met my fwb and was having dinner with him when I get a from an old friend of mine. He was also in town but he was attending the party on the weekend. I had told him I wasn't going to attend, to which he insisted that we should catch up once before they traveled for the weekend getaway. It was already late but I knew he was going to be gone on Friday afternoon, leaving us with not much time so I checked with the fwb and agreed to meet him for drinks. I had assumed he was going to be accompanied with his partner (he WAS there for the swing getaway and it was couples only) but he showed up at the bar alone. We caught up pretty quickly and I introduced this friend to the fwb and they kinda it off and got along really well (boys and their boys-club mentality, I guess ). There was a fair bit of flirting between this friend of mine but nothing came of it and we left after a few drinks.

I guess I must have had a really good time cos I was really horny when I got back and took it all on my fwb Oh he didn't mind it at all. LOL. We spent the next day home mostly (I guess I kinda wanted to get the most outta my last day with him. ) but the fwb wanted to the clubs in the evening. This friend of mine then started texting me saying we left a few things hanging the night before, which I agreed. To my surprise, he asked if he could join me. Of course I agreed to it and told him to meet me at the club that we were going to.

I didn't say anything to the fwb but late that night, we were dancing and grinding in the club when I get a text from this friend of mine. I texted him to meet me at the bar and made my way there. Of course I dragged the fwb with me. We greeted, shared a kiss now and then and had a few more drinks, grinded between both of them before making our way . The fwb wasn't thrilled when we started leaving together, and kinda pulled me aside and asked if he was joining us. I kinda told him that we were going back to my place, so we go by my rules, and that night it was either it was all together, or we all go back alone. Didn't take long before he agreed

I guess the idea was always gonna be waaaaaaaay sexier than reality, cos it was a bit awkward for most bits. We did have a good time.....well, at least I did . But the timing was....off, and the chemistry was...yeah. Wasn't great. But! Like I said, I DID have a good time. I even managed to get them to help me clean up and changed the sheets and all.

So the husband came back earlier than expected and was home before 2pm. I was still...pretty dazed from events of the night before, plus I haven't slept much so. He got home, unpacked a little before I hopped into the shower with him. I missed him and well, I could have spotted his hard on a mile away so LOL I got him off in the shower and he threw me onto the bed to return the favour. Midway through fingering me and eating me , he brought up the idea of going to this party. Now, to be fair, that wasn't the best time for me to be making decisions. But given the headspace I was at, of course I agreed. I came. Made a few calls, showered again, and packed for our first swingers weekend getaway in a few long years.

It was evening by the time we got to where we had to be and, of course I see the friend who I had spent the night with the night before with his partner. Neither of us said anything . That first night we didn't interact much and spent the time to ourselves (which is...admittedly, a little silly, given that we were at a swingers getaway) but we spent the next two days being properly acquainted (or re-acquainted, for some of us) with everyone else at the party. I thought I wasn't gonna ave fun but I'm very, very pleasantly surprised that we both (the husband and i) did. We were even comfortable enough playing away from each other a few times. Now I would have liked to have a bit more girl time but they didn't seem too....willing. Maybe girls take longer to warm up t each other. This lot do, maybe. But I know them now and a few of them actually live on this island so...plenty of opportunities I guess.

In hindsight, the most fun wasn't actually the hook ups. I think I enjoyed myself the most when we were all playing games. We had yoga in the mornings, which became nude yoga very quickly, and even then the yoga wasn't too serious. But yeah, games in the nude. Always makes them a little more enjoyable. I gotta admit though, rather embarrassingly stereotypically, I kinda hooked up with this guy a few times purely cos he was attractive. LOL. But in my defence, that WAS kinda the point....well, partially the point. Fuck. He was build like a bull (pardon the pun). Think he's Scandinavian. Physically like he's been chiselled from marble. Rather thick too . Except he kept licking my armpits. LOL
Why can't I ever get the normal ones...

Anyhow. Thanks for reading. Figured I should put this down before they become a distant memory
Thanks for reading!
Some more self indulgent thoughts. Eeks!
Posted:Jan 21, 2020 1:11 am
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2020 6:53 pm

This has been bugging me ever since. About two and a half weeks ago, the husband kinda mentioned something to me mid thrust. Ok, the situation was, I was bent over and he was behind me, mid hump, his hands on each of my butt cheeks, he mentioned that my left butt cheek was slightly larger than my right. (Yeah. Just the kind of sexy talk I need ) After we finished, we spent a bit more time analysing (Uh...not to be confused with anal-ising. That didn't happen that night) in front of the mirror. I don't really see it but I've been thinking about it a lot in the time since and I can certainly feel it. My left is way stronger and more stable than the right. Heh. Who'd have thought.

I got back last night but got up early this morning and it was bright and sunny. So. I rode out to the beach to try and get some sun. It’s been awhile and I miss it so. Anyhow. Barely 10mins in, I felt all conscious with my bare ass out in the sun. Was even contemplating cutting it short but the decision was kinda made for me when it started raining. Heh. Don’t you just love Bali weather. New target - might go to the gym later this evening to work out the imbalances.

Hang on, there was a point to this post. Oh wait, there isn’t. I just wanted to reflect on some of the likes and dislikes that I’ve recently discovered/rediscovered, and some that surprised me this past few months. We all adopt roles when we’re having sex. When we’re playing with each other. More so when we include a third party. But even if it’s just the two of us, we still role play. I’m not even talking about dressing up and any of that. Some days, he’s more dominant, some days, I’m more dominant. Not planned, uh…unspokenly (I’m aware it’s not an actual word ) agreed That kind…? Anyhow. On his "in control" days, he likes it when I play helpless. I've always preferred the "mildly resisting" role but of late, I quite like the "helpless" role too Which is somewhat surprising. To myself.

Also in December, I pretty much had the bf over the entire month. I had to leave him alone in the last week of the month cos I was away but...ah well I'll make it up to him I was saying. Two weeks of December, we had one of his friends join us too. As much as I liked the attention, staying with two boys can be...challenging. LOL. One of the saving graces was literally, Playstation. I do play a bit of videogames, but I've always thought these boys spend too much time on it. Until I realised that was the easiest way I could get some alone time. . I also rediscovered how fun it was to play with them while they play their games. I guess it's the adrenaline. Similar to the husband when he watches sports, its a heck of a lot easier to get them hard while they're gaming. Is this true across the board? Anyone else has uh....similar experiences? Please do tell

What else did I had in mind? Oh! I bumped into an old classmate from way waaaaaaay back. We were classmates when we were 14, then we remained schoolmates all the way through University. Bumped into her while at the airport, we swapped numbers and now I'm caught in a whirlwind of messages (she added me into yet another group chat ). So anyhow, I just found out that way back then, I was always known as the girl without underwear. LOL. For fuck's sake it wasn't all the time. Get spotted a few times and that shit sticks. I've had a fair bit of....achievements in those days but, fuckin A. That's all they remember me by. LOL.

Do you know what you're remembered for in school?
By your peers. It's quite bad to find out sometimes. LOL
It wasn't me :P
Posted:Jan 19, 2020 6:44 am
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2020 6:53 pm

Hola! I've been trying to get laid all of the last...two weeks...? Before I left Bali for my work trip, I was already thinking about it, mostly cos my fwb in Singapore and I had been trying to meet up again since our last romp. The husband kinda suspected, but bless him, of course he didn't ask So the days leading up to my departure, we had...really good sex. Like, the chemistry was fantastic. He was attentive, caring, and willing, which made me all the more willing to give in to his....requests. So yeah. That was great. Hang on, that's actually great (sorry, couldn't resist)

So after that, I came here and caught up with some friends and that came up (somehow) and some of them believed it was the husband's way of giving me something to remember. (Which worked!). But their was, so that I would't hook up with anyone while I was traveling. I'm not entirely sure that's true (cos well, I know him and how he's like). Cos IF that was his plan, it failed miserably. LOL. It just made me a heck of a lot hornier when I got here

Anyways. The fwb, or as he calls himself, my bbf (best black friend. Or big black friend, depending on...what we're doing ) and I have been trying to arrange for a meet up for a few weeks. But as you know how these things can be, we haven't been able to. It was literally a daily affair. We'd set up to meet, but he can't get away or I had to work. What made it worse was meeting up once over lunch. Didn't take long before we started flirting and the mild touches, then spend the rest of the day sexting each other only to have it fizzle out after such a build up. So it got so tiring I kinda gave up. The weekend came and I made a half hearted attempt to get laid going out on Friday evening. I really wasn't looking, but felt like going out anyway. I dressed up, went out for a drink and was headed back before midnight (that was how seriously half hearted I was ).

So Saturday came and the time I was done with my chores and the gym, it was mid afternoon. I check my phone and I get 4 missed calls and 7 messages from the bbf. He managed to sneak time away and had booked a room (overpaid, more like) and asked if I wanted to get together. Now, I didn't want to seem desperate, so I told him yes, I'd go over in the evening. And then I rushed home, sorted my shit out for the weekend (which took really long), packed a few things and left. LOL

the time I got there it was relatively late. Well, the sun had set. The emotional roller coaster was such - It was down cos I had resigned to not getting laid. Then it built up again from the call. Then I was held back and it kinda dropped. Then it was building up on the way over. When I got in I saw him on the phone. He immediately shot up his finger to his lips to ask me to keep quiet. I knew immediately who it was on the other line so I dropped my things and went out into the balcony. I didn't wanna listen in.

It was up enough (the room was on the 31st floor) and it was windy. I kept the balcony lights off. I was just watching the buildings across and around me, then I sat back on a chair, kicked off my skirt, and started playing with myself. It was quite fun. Its been awhile since i masturbated in a balcony so, that got me going. I was facing out too, and I heard the balcony door slide open but I didn't stop. I looked up and saw him just watching me. Then he started stroking his dick through his pants. Then his pants came off. He came over to take the rest of my clothes off, then move a chair so he's seated right in front of me, also nude, stroking his already fully erect dick.

It was a game we played. We kept going and wanted to see who gave in. I was about to stand up when I saw him move Split second later I was pressing his head between my legs. Didn't take much that time, but he got me to once. I wanted to press him against the balcony railing and get his dick down my throat but I didn't get a chance to stand up. His head came up, we shared a kiss and he was sliding his dick into me already. He wa slamming into me so hard the legs of the chair were scratching against the floor. He lifted me up and carried me while me back into the room. We fucked hard a few times that night. Took a few breaks, fell asleep before taking turns waking each other up to fuck like rabbits.

I did eventually get to press him up against the balcony railing to suck his dick the next morning before we had to check out. So uh...if anyone saw a certain..asian girl-black guy bj on a balcony in a fairly prominent hotel in town. Um...it wasn't me...?
Ranting already? Shiiiiiit.
Posted:Jan 9, 2020 5:16 am
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2020 6:53 pm

Fuck. That about sums up my day. I'm waiting on a few people(s) to get back to me before I can finish my shit and get the fuck outta the office. You know those days when you can actually leave the office but you stay behind cos you just feel like it? Get a lil extra done. Chit chat with a few friends. Well today is the exact opposite of it. I've been gunning to get outta here since noon but can't. Ah well. Blog time!

Hope you guys had a good year end. Mine was (and I don't mean to gloat...) pretty fucking good Hmm...maybe this is the blowback from that . Anyways. Was about to share a little bit on that but I'm cranky as fuck so I'll bitch on a few things instead

I went to a beach party with a few....friends/acquaintances last weekend before I left Bali for work. A group of friends were in town to celebrate one of them being pregnant, so it was actually a bridal shower/party. Naturally (such a lack of imagination though, if you ask me) the theme was white everything, so we were all in white swimsuits/bikinis. It was a bridal shower but everyone there had their boyfriends and husbands in tow. Which was fine. They had the party in the Villa that they had rented. There was a pool. White swimwear + pool, doesn't take a rocket scientist to expect things to start showing. Everyone was cool with it so it was only a matter of time before one of the other ladies took off her top. (For once I'm glad I wasn't the first one ) I soon followed suit and all the ladies were topless after awhile. The guys weren't complaining but one of them brought up a about them also stripping. I told him he could strip if he wanted to. Its only fair. Everyone's cool with it, right? Apparently not. But before finding out, I took my bikini bottom off. I was in a thong anyway. My argument is, what is the difference? Right?

So I took my bottom off, and one other girl took hers off too. Three guys (my husband included) took their shorts off too. We were all just chilling by the pool, just talking. Then one of the girls (her 's Penny) started throwing some hissy fit. I've known Penny a long time. We used to go man-hunting when we used t work together. I remember fondly us getting laid in the room in HK one time. But anyhow. Penny always liked being the center of attention. Now I understand this is my opinion of the situation but I think I'm pretty accurate on this. So anyhow. Penny throws a hissy fit, acts like she's suddenly offended by the nudity. I think she's more upset that her boyfriend (or fiancé, I can't remember, nor care less at this ) is peeving away at other tits except hers. I thought he was ALREADY doing it when we had on our swimsuits. What's the diff? But anyhow. That kinda reminded me why I haven't been meeting up with them so often even when I'm in Singapore (which they are all based). What. A. Crybaby. Anyhow that kinda fucked up my last weekend in Bali before I flew . I should have just said at home. Bitch

Aaaaand I'm suddenly missing the beach.

Some good news. The husband and I have worked our issues. Well, that's too far forward. We're working our issues. We were separated for almost the entire seconds half of last year. It was a whirlwind of a time in November and December, but somehow or rather, things start moving and we kinda started talking about it a little more and were working on it. So there's that. We're still seeing each other a few weeks a month due to our intense travel. More his than mine, I should I have to admit, we have a really, really complicated relationship. But ah well. It is what it is.

And I gotta run. Finally. Post again
Thanks for stopping by!
It’s cold here. And other cold ass stuff
Posted:Dec 13, 2019 11:22 pm
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2020 6:52 pm

It is cold like a mofo here. Ok. To put it in perspective, it’s cold for me. For this part of the world where it’s summer all the time. The temperature has decided to drop by more than a few degrees and I’m feeling it. Of course the rain and winds and the fact that I’m surrounded by trees would to that too. I’m trying not to complain ( on, I think I just did 😋) but it’s so cold I get the chills all through the day, and especially the night. And when that happens my nipples get hard from the cold. My nipples are tired from getting hard all the time. Is that even possible?!? 🙄. Lol

Speaking of erect nipples, I was last night with a few visiting friends for dinner and then drinks after. I kept catching one of my friends husbands staring at my tits. 😑. It started inconspicuous enough. I caught him looking down my top a few times when I bent over to for something. Then as the night wore on, it was as bad as every time I turn to face him midway through a sentence, I see him just staring. It was....troubling. Lol. It started irritating, then it became really puzzling. Like what are you hoping to see? 😣 I had the bf join me late into the night and even he noticed, and was..... unsure of how to react. Lol. It was awkward.

Like what would you do if you’re and you keep catching someone staring at your partner’s tits?

No really. I’d like to know 😊

And speaking of awkward situations, about a month plus ago I met up with two of my former housemates back in Singapore. We met up at a cafe one afternoon and one of them was complaining to the rest of us about her ass hurting. Her bf ( we all knew😋) and her had anal sex a few nights before and he had, technically, rammed his dick into her ass after easing the tip in, without warning. No slow stroking, none of that 🙄. Naturally we were all concerned, asking if she knew if it was torn, if she had to go to the dr, and all that. The conversation then took a turn on how our own first anal experiences were.

I really have to admit I’m lucky cos my first time was actually pleasurable. I think that kind of set the foundation for my continued....pleasure from it 😊. I remember I was , going on . I was going with this guy for awhile and had asked him to finger my ass when he was fucking me from behind a few times already. It was awkward and dry so that didn’t work too well. When it finally came down to it, he made sure he had a ton of lube ready. The first time was overkill. There was too much lube but I remember being surprised how easy it was after lubing ourselves up. 😝. But anyhow. When we got up to leave, only then did I notice the tables around us were also occupied and half of them gave us cheeky smiles, and the other half made every effort to avoid as we passed them to leave. Lol. That was dumb.
No fucks given
Posted:Nov 12, 2019 5:00 am
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2020 6:52 pm

Nope. None found here. Apparently. It’s only recent that I’ve found that to be amusing or cool when it’s intentional. When it’s not intentional though, becomes a whole other thing. Lemme explain

Yesterday, midway through trying to resolve something for work, the wifi crashed. After the mandatory few minutes of panicking and swearing, I grabbed the first piece of clothing I got my hands on (a loose-fitted neon pink sleeveless tank top and a pair of shorts) and rode out to a cafe to use the wifi. I rode to a cafe where I knew had reliable wifi (of course, right?) and also ran by this lady who I’ve come to regard as a friend. She’s a single mom, are grown up and flew the coop, and all that. So every time I’ve visited her cafe, we end up chatting for hours. Annnnyway. I got there, ordered my coffee, sat my ass in a corner and got to work. It was a little over an hour before I was done and finally looked up from my screen and noticed my surroundings.

I caught my friends eye and she came by from behind the counter. I was ready for her to give me grief for not offering her a proper greeting of stepping round the counter for a hug when I got in earlier, and I was ready to apologise and explain. But! Instead, this was the conversation starter

Her: what, the fuck, are you wearing?!
Me: huh? What? Uh..yeah, it’s a bit bright.
Her: No. Why are you out in your sleep clothes?!? Did you just jump out of bed?!
Me: Again. What? No! These are not my sleep clothes! I don’t have sleep clothes! I don’t have sleep clothes! I don’t wear anything to sleep!

I then explained what happened and how I panicked. At that point, we were both laughing our asses off. She told me I could have at least put a bra on cos in the hour when I was frantically alternating typing on my laptop and my phone, I “spilled out” of my top a few times. I was adjusting it subconsciously, but I kinda had my tits...hang on, tit out half the time. I admit, I was caught off guard. I wasn’t expecting that 😋. I apologised if I had caused anyone to leave, but she was still laughing and told me it wasn’t that big a deal. At least no one kicked up a fuss. It was at that point when she told me that I must really not give a fuck anymore. On one hand, I kinda don’t, but....now that I think I don’t, I do. Know what I mean? So I spent the whole day today thinking about it - I want to choose when I wanna give a fuck or not. Like I don’t want to unconsciously not give fucks. Unless it’s warranted. Lol
I dunno. Now I’m struggling a lil. Am I embarrassed? A little. Not too much about flashing though. 😋. More so about not being conscious....?
Ol'scatterbrain. Welcome baaaack..
Posted:Nov 2, 2019 3:21 am
Last Updated:Nov 26, 2019 7:50 pm

Fuck. Ok. Lets do this. I suppose there isn't a better time to post this, granted my last post, but...gimme a sec. My thoughts are running all over....let's put this all down. Before I continue, while all this is going down, there's a single thought in my head. Well, at the back of my head.... it's probably the fuck up from the last one, but I keep thinking, damn I need to get laid. So that's what's been niggling at me. Now, the husband situation is still.....not sorted. So that's one avenue I can't turn to. Needless to say, I've been badgering the boyfriend.

So we've been going back and forth in the past week or so. Tensions have been running high (mostly from my end, taking into account everything that is going on) so we've been fluctuating between sexting, planning and arguing mostly. The last time I went to look for him in HK, we included two of his friends into our fun. I didn't ask, but I sure as hell was thinking about it, but he suggested asking one of them to come down to Bali too, to in the year end. Arranging between the two of us has been hard enough, so throwing in one more person is....challenging. But! We're trying tot make it work. And good news is, it's actually in the works. So fingers crossed there.

A few days ago, thing, we were sexting/ arguing/ planning. It was back and forth and I shouldn't have responded. But I did. At the time, I was texting a of mine, trying to sort some stuff for work. I remember being furious one minute, then calming down, and then texting back and forth. Aaaand of course, I texted the wrong person. Fortunately, it wasn't a very explicit , but it kinda insinuated a bit of taking turns, and tying down. I remember the excitement building up as I typed, and then looking at the recipient, then freaking ! Fortunately, my didn't make a big deal of it, and even made a joke of it. I understand this isn't even one of the more embarrassing shit that I've unfortunately done, but fuck. That was embarrassing.
So yeah, Never EVER sext and work at the time.

I've also made it a point to not be present on social media, particularly fb. I even went as far as deleting my account a few years ago. But! (This is gonna sound dumb but hey, what do we do, right? ) I've taken to logging in using the husband's account to do my stalking. LOL. Anyhow, one of our mutual friends posted a few photos of us all hanging . This was....about 6 months ago. There wasn't a LOT of photos, but there were a few that I was in, that kinda...ok. It was a party at one of the husband's friend's place and it was a bbq. I was in denim shorts and a tank top. It wasn't even the smallest shorts I have, but in the few photos that I was in, you can actually see the colour of the underwear I was wearing . It's not one of the things to freak out about, but for fuck's sake...right? So now on one hand, I'm thinking of dropping them a to tell them to take it off. The photos. Not their clothes. We're not THAT kind of friends. But on the other hand, I'm not even on the platform....argh fuck. One more thing that's gonna bug me for some time.

Which brings me to porn. Of course it does. LOL. So, to battle the....I need to get laid frustrations, I've been scouring porn. Admittedly, I haven't watched porn in a long time. Last time was when the boyfriend was here last....was it..? Anyhow, easily, more than half a year ago. So I found myself scouring the inter webs, and I found I've somewhat keep going back to gay porn. Like girl on girl, guys on guys. A little bit of mixed here and there. Strange. In the fact that it has never done anything for me (guy-on-guy) before, but it is now. Ah well, moods and tastes change. Not sure if any of my boys are into it. We're gonna need to talk about this - mental note.

Anyhow. I'm gonna time on this haphazard post. Gotta prep for dinner.
Thanks for reading 'll
What the fatherfuckin hell...?
Posted:Oct 29, 2019 4:39 am
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2020 6:52 pm

Why is it the term "fatherfucker" isn't used as much, and doesn't carry as much weight as "motherfucker"? Somehow one seems a lot more callous than the other. Hmm...

Ok. I should get round to finishing this. It's been a long day. Theres a slight reprieve cos I had to cancel a conference call, but the downside to that is the reason it got cancelled in the first place - the wifi here is sketchy. As a result, I've had to come out to a cafe to do my work. It's not so bad, considering, the food here is pretty good and the coffee is decent. But a whole fucking day here and I'm about done. Also, I've about hd it up to my nose with bad pick up lines. Who knew I'd get hit on more here than in a bar. LOL

It's been a fairly rough couple of weeks. I took one afternoon off to help a friend pack cos his visa was up and he had to leave. Not sure if he'll be back but, more on that another time. There were a few other people there helping him out as well, and most of them were acquaintances. There was this one older guy (late 60s, I later found out). I've always figured him for a "juicer" (and I was right, by the way) cos he was a buff. Like too buff for someone his age. Anyhow, I see him at the gym often and I found out that he was scheduled to leave the country as well. I've never spoken to him at length in the past but did while we were all helping out. Turns out he was a pretty nice guy. We had a good time that day and I left it at that. Fast forward a few days tot he weekend and I was walking back from the beach. (I've been hanging out at the beach quite often of late. Why move here if I'm not gonna enjoy the beach, right? ). It was early evening by then, and i pass a pub on my way back to my bike. I hear someone calling my name. I turn and see this muscle head waving and walking towards me. Turns out its the same guy from a few days ago. Now right before I left the beach, I had a heated text discussion with the husband, then boyfriend. Then heated text discussion became heated sex text discussions, then heated discussions arguing again. So I was all riled up. We started talking and he asked if I wanted to share a few drinks. I declined enough to make it seem like when I said yes, he felt like he was successful In truth, I kinda needed a drink too. Maybe a few.

"A drink" ended up with dinner (pub food, how sexy ) and a bit too much drink than even I anticipated. But I was in a mood so I asked him to accompany me to club cos I felt like dancing. Bear in mind we were both not dressed for clubbing. And he literally admitted to being too old for it. But I kinda knew at that point he was gonna follow me anywhere so we went. We found one a few doors down that let us in (I think cos it was still early and the place was pretty much empty LOL ). He ended up sitting by the bar looking super awkward (which admittedly, I found kinda cute ) and me just dancing by myself. I saw a few younger guys come in and were already inching closer, so I danced my way closer to the old muscle head. Didn't take long before he was leaning into the bar and I was grinding my ass against his crotch. I suggested we leave, but I couldn't even walk straight so he took my bike and gave me a ride back.

This is where it literally became comical. Painfully comical. On the way back, I was already fiddling around his crotch on the bike. He kept laughing and pushing my hands away. We got back, and I suggested he come up. He replied he really wanted to, but we needed to go back to his place first. I literally went, WTF?? He then admitted he needed a certain miracle blue pill. He really, really wanted to do without, but knew he can't and needed it go get going. Ok. We were outside my place, but without even getting off the bike, we rode back to his place. Once there, I figured we'd go in, right? But no. He insisted I wait there while he ran up, grabbed what he needed to, and ran back down. Took us about 45mins before we were back at my place, but this time, all that buzz (both from the alcohol AND the lead up) was gone. But I thought, I really needed to get laid. So i said fuck it (literally) and we went in. I got him in the shower with me and maybe it was the hot water, but everything came out. He confessed to not having sex for years (which is understandable, tbh), and that he always wanted to, but had never had sex with an asian girl before. The only thought that came to mind, at the time, was "umm...ok. So what do I do with this info...? ). Needless to say, he was a tad....ok. No. He was pretty damn clumsy. He tried to eat me out but it didn't go well (I had to stop him). He also did this clawing thing to my breasts, which I can't fucking stand, so I stopped him there too But we got going eventually. That blue pill though I HAVE to write to Pfitzer (I think I got the spelling wrong...) to thank them for that. At least. Overall, the sex was okay. Wasn't bad...but....let's just say I've made arrangements for the boyfriend to come in earlier . He DID surprise me by kissing me after he came in my mouth. Heh. People may surprise you.

But anyhow, that was that. A few days later I get a call from the friend who I was helping pack. I pick up the phone to him screaming at me. Turns out, the muscle head was his dad! . In my defence, how the fuck was I to know? It didn't seem like it when they were there together. He wasn't mad that his dad got laid, or I got laid, but it made it weird for him. Which is fair enough too. LOL. I mean, for fuck's sake. sigh. Now I'm glad they're both leaving. Why didn't I put two and two together? Ah well.. another one for faux-fucking-pas

Maybe I should compile a faux pas list. Good gawd....that would be a long one. LOL
That's it for now. Til the next one

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