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Cranky and ranting, you've been warned.
Posted:Sep 14, 2017 2:33 am
Last Updated:Sep 20, 2017 12:23 am
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Hey! And I have access to this site! Good ol Indon government sure is flaky about granting access, but I suppose this sometimes-on, sometimes-off is better than none. Least now I can rant 😳

I'm stuck at home having to oversee a few Contractors doing some work in and around the house. While I truely appreciate their work, this is really, really a lousy day to have to keep company. I've just spent the last two nights having friends (one other girl and two guys) over.

A little back story to this: I've been on a few "dates" with couples that a good Friend of mine helped to set up. Three dates, to be exact. These three couples were trying to expand their relationships, so to speak, and this Friend of mine felt it was a good idea to set me up with them. I wasn't really interested but the Husband was Travelling and I thought at the time, it'd be fun. I was wrong. All three fell flat, and two of those dates actually made it back to their hotel rooms but they went...well let's just say I really didn't enjoy them 😜

So I was telling my husband about it early last week and he took it upon himself to invite some friends over to kinda make sure I don't lose interest in it completely (I did mention I was done meeting other people outside our own friends from now on). The couple that joined us were mutual friends who lives on a different part of the island and the third guy was this guy we'd got to know when we were coming here before we moved here. Anyways, the husband had been planning this but only told me over the weekend. I was a bit taken aback by the sudden-ness of it all but after the first awkward dinner out of the way, we played some games and it turned out to be a great time.

I've always enjoyed the relationship side of this on TOP of the sex, but don't get me wrong, the sex was g r e a t this time around too, but I digress. So yea, I had a great time connecting with and getting to know people that would otherwise be better known as my husband's friends. I'd even go out on a limb to say my own relationship has grown as a result, cos boundaries were pushed, physically and emotionally, and we've come out better for it. I guess that's kinda the point for having this open marriage. For us at least.

So that was the high. Aaaaamd then come the low, actually more the cranky. Last night was supposed to be an easy night, as in we'd all take it easy and just enjoy each other's company. For many reasons, but mostly cos the husband was catching a flight out with the third guy (not the same flight though), the couple had a long drive back and I had to oversee the construction that's currently still going on. But one thing led to another, and the Husband was digging out all our toys, and then there was a lot of tying each other up, and in turn getting tied up, and rather surpringly, the husband not joining a round or two but more interested in filming it instead (which I don't particularly like). But like I said, we all ended up doing things we weren't usually accustomed to doing. All in all, I knocked out about 4am (I don't think any of us bothered cleaning all of each others' bodily fluids off ourselves before we fell asleep on our bed in a heap of bodies) and we were all up by 8am.

So that's why I'm cranky as fuck. I'm tired, sore (my ass and pussy literally feels tired and sore at the same time 😳 I'm sitting and standing funny), I've got bruises, my nipples hurt and ideally would like to just stay naked in bed. But noooo....someone (the Husband, and I am totally blaming him for this) had to set the appointment for today πŸ˜‘ Now I have to intermittently walk about to check if what we had asked for is done. Ah well.

Sorry, I've got a few more rants to go

I also have to really look through the husband's phone to see how many videos he has of us. Fuck he better not lose his phone.

To think a few weeks ago when he got back he was so stressed he, or we rather, had trouble getting his dick hard. His last trip was a long one and I had wanted night out when he got back. But he was so stressed from work all form of erection didn't happen. I understand how that can happen so I kinda left it. The next day I tried again (I even dressed up for it - I dug out the little naughty schoolgirl outfit that he bought a few years ago) and again it didn't happen. Then on day three he had gone out to run some errands and I had come back from the gym. I got home and decided to switch on our rarely used Xbox and was hacking and slashing on it when he got home, saw me and evidently that did it 🀣 So screw the heels, schoolgirl outfits and all. Playing video game in your underwear does the trick. Lol

Okok. I'm done ranting for now. I got a lot more rants but no energy left. Gotta go do my checks and prep to clean the place up. Til next time!
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Awkward threesome. Actually, more like awkward almost-threesome😳
Posted:Aug 20, 2017 3:30 am
Last Updated:Sep 15, 2017 9:32 pm
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Aaaaaand we have access again! I'm hoping this is a permanent thing. Fingers crossed.

Gawd damn I'm hammered today. I'm so fucking tired I'm laying naked on my couch outside of my house and I don't really care 😜 Granted, the only people that can probably see me are my Neighbours if they walk by. And I can hear their kids playing so, I should be safe for now. I'll move if I hear them....if I can care enough to move 😝

The boy toy left last evening so we spent most yesterday stuck at the hips. Actually, stuck at the crotch πŸ˜‹ It's gonna be a few weeks or months before he gets back out here again, so, understandably, we had a lot to cover til he returns. I was actually also trying to get him to stay a few more days, at least til the Husband gets back, for purely selfish reasons but he had to go so, ah well. What was I saying? Oh yea...

This morning I decided I'd get back to exercising. It's been a few weeks since I've done any serious exercise. There's a gym near where I am that runs bootcamps, interval training classes etc, so I got up this morning, rode down and joined a class. I joined a trx class, which was actually manageable. I took 15mins to rest after that one hour class and thought it'd be a good idea to lift some weights before going home. So I went. I was almost done when an old friend came over and we started talking. As these things go, we chatted for quite a bit before she convinced me to join her for a bootcamp class.

Not knowing when to quit, I then let her drag me to a late lunch where we caught up for another two hoursπŸ˜– By the time I got up to leave my legs felt so heavy I was struggling to lift my leg over the seat of the bike. I rode home, stripped out of my sweaty cloths that had dried up (yummy 😝), showered and am still on my couch outside. At the very least, I'm soaking in the evening sun. Oh! Which kinda reminded me of what I wanted to blog about originally.

While I was in Singapore a week plus ago, the topic of preferences in bed came up in a few conversations, with a few different people. There was also one conversation where I was explaining to a Friend of mine how it's different to fuck, and the make love. It's so fucking cliched, the term but you know what I mean, right? It seems silly to have to spell it out but there's a huge difference between having that emotional connection, and not having it. Like I can fuck the Husband with that emotional connection or without. I think that's the underlying factor that allows us to swing. Don't get me wrong, there has to be some form of connection between partners, but I suppose it's the degree and intensity of that connection...? Am I making sense? Anyways, I was trying to explain to this Friend that I can usually, almost always differentiate. Both are good. Sometimes you want that connection, sometimes you just want to fuck or be fucked. It's all good πŸ˜‹

But I've digressed. I've found that there are some things that I like, and I've been sticking to them. I mean, why not right? For example, following up from my last post, hair pulling. I like it. Getting my hair pulled in doggy, while giving a bj, pulling hair while getting my pussy eaten. I find I like that. Then there's the more specifics, like I like giving bjs when my man is seated. I like sliding down or crawling up and sucking him off that way. Especially if it forces him to slide further down his seat πŸ˜‹ I also like the one below and one or two up top. A dick in my pussy and one in my face. Maybe twoπŸ‘. Ok, let's not list them all out. I have to go back in soon. Anyhoo, bearing that in mind, and me trying to break character (cos I'd hate to admit to being predictable like that) earlier this week, I agreed to join in on a threesome.

I got a call from one of my playmate living on the other side of this island asking me if I'd be interested in joining a couple who's looking into including a third person into their bedroom for the first time. This Friend was telling me about them and even gave me their names so I can look them up on social media, which of course I did. They were a young couple (mid 20s) and recently got married. On paper, it sounded hot. I mean, they were both fairly attractive, and I could ease them in. I know how quickly these situations can turn bad too but I let myself get talked into it and I agreed to meet them.

We met once for coffee, and this was a day after I had got back to bali. They seemed nice, courteous, but understandly Super nervous. But the meet up went well and against my better judgement, we decided we'd meet for dinner the next evening. I thought it was moving a little too fast but I thought they were just eager. Plus they were here on holiday so... We met for dinner, had something light and it was awkward. We even had wine, which helped a little, but their nervous energy really rubbed off on me. And strangely, it was the guy that was really nervous, to the point where I thought he was shifty. At this point I was ready to scrap this, and I think it showed cos they decided not to go through with it. The strange thing was, after that, it became a little more enjoyable. We ordered desert, talked some more before I caught a cab home. Lol

It wasn't a bad evening, but damn that was awkward.
Aaaand I'm getting cold. This was a long post, and rather scatterbrained. Heh.
Gotta prep for dinner. Til the next one
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Hair pulling and silver linings
Posted:Aug 19, 2017 12:24 am
Last Updated:Sep 15, 2017 9:31 pm
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Hey!! I have access to this site today! Well this is unexpected.....let's ramble then 😝

There are a few thought that have been on my mind lately and I haven't had the time, or inclination really, to think about them in detail so, me laying them out here will seem haphazard at the very least.

I had the boy toy over last evening and, I didn't plan on him staying but not only did he spend the night but he's still here πŸ˜‹ We rode out for lunch, then coffee and now he's trying his hand (or feet) at surfing while I'm in a cafe by the beach (hmm...maybe that's why I can access this site. I usually can't when I'm home...) Anyways, I've always found his company a little straining. I think mainly cos he's just soo much younger (early twenties). But last night and even today, it's been going ok.

Except he has starting doing this thing when he's going down on me, (which he does FABulously), when he reaches up with his hands and play with my tits by pinching my nipples with his thumb and index finger, twist them like he's tuning a radio, and then shakes my breasts around. Every time he does it, I feel like breaking out in laughter. The only reason I haven't is cos he gives such great head (it's his enthusiasm and that tireless tongue😘) I'm too busy grabbing fistful of hair and driving my crotch into his head. Or is that his head into my crotch..? But yeah, I honestly don't know what that does for him but dammit if it carries on I gotta say something😜

Also, I realise I also like hair pulling. The above mentioned hair pulling is such a turn on. The Husband keeps his head shaved so I don't get that with him. Maybe that's why this is niiiiice. Speaking of which, the Husband travels two weeks out of a month now, which sucks mostly. I've only just begun to get accustomed to it. The good thing that came outta that is, when he's back, those two weeks he's almost insatiable. Literally we're too busy fucking in as many ways as we can manage to even have any sort of arguments. 😊 Guess every cloud does have its silver lining.

Anyways, gotta run. Will blog again.
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Someone told me it's like staring at a broken pencil
Posted:Aug 10, 2017 11:28 pm
Last Updated:Sep 15, 2017 9:31 pm
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I just don't see the point. Of a lot of things. Maybe it's just that I haven't noticed before...? Possibly. Regardless, here're a few things I find really pointless.

I moved to Bali a few months ago and prior to that, I have been taking public transport while in Singapore. I've also made a few trips back since so really, I haven't been away very long. What I have noticed now is, the announcements and posters telling commuters of more trains to be added to facilitate the higher volume of people. So then I ask, what's the point? There's still only going to be one track going in each direction. I suppose that would mean higher frequency of trains coming to each stop but it's not like they can overtake. It's still going to be clogged. πŸ˜‘ I'm sure there's a better way to make sense of this but my simple mind doesn't get it😝

I was also in Spain a few weeeks ago with the Husband and a few days of our trip was spent at a naturalist resort. It was a fun trip and we even went to two nude beaches, which was always nice but it was a little cold for my tropical ass 😜 I wasn't expecting it to be so chilly, and it even dampened my initial idea of fucking on the beach. Anyways. I had also secretly hoped we'd meet some good looking and interesting people for fun but that didn't happen. I can't tell you how disappointed I was for not having my "sexy Spanish guy/sultry Spanish girl" fantasies not happen. Lol

But anyway, I digress. We were lazing by the pool and I made a few trips to the bathroom and found that the bathrooms were not shared. I find that a bit odd. It was the same at the beaches too. I mean, everyone was letting everything hang out but I suppose that's where they draw the line. 😝 Removal of bodily waste is private. I can dig that. But changing rooms? Now that, is pointless.

Ok, this is not on point but I was having a conversation with the Husband a few weeks ago when we wee home and he actually called me cockhungry. And it wasn't even in one of those situations when we were fucking or talking dirty or anything like that. I believe it was over breakfast. He was walking to the kitchen to grab a second cup of coffee and I can't even remember what we were talking about when he called me cockhungry. I was a little offended but it was so matter-of-fact I found it funny 😝

I kept quiet for a few seconds and let it set in, and realised he wasn't wrong. lol. (I do like cocks, as in dicks. I've got no preference when it comes to chicken). That then reminded me of hosting four guys over a weekend earlier this year and how exhausting that was, then I felt old😝 Cos it didn't used to tire me out before. So anyhoo, chain of thoughts....so yeah, cockhungry 😳 In my defence, I do and would appreciate more girl company more often but aside from a few good friends, my playgroup has more guys. I have always had more guy friends in general. Ah well.

Til my next one. Thanks for reading 😘
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It's just another manic Mon-daay! Ah-ye-aah!
Posted:Aug 7, 2017 2:12 am
Last Updated:Aug 12, 2017 12:00 am
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Wish it was a Sun-daay!!

It's only been a few months away but rushing through the city again amidst rush hour is, well, fucking infuriating. I had all but forgotten the mad squeeze in every single public space and the jostling of pretty much everyone. Seriously though, are they all in that much of a hurry? Sheesh. Anyways

The couple I'm with wanted to check out the beaches here so yesterday I brought them to one here and we spent a whole day out. The weather fluctuated between drizzling and blazing scorching sun but overall it was ok. I did stump my fingers though playing Volleyball. We joined another group and played for a little before we went back. I also did facetimed the Husband at night and realised that ever since we've gone full blown swing, I'm actually craving him more, if that makes sense. Before we did, we actually both used to kinda stray a little and have a partner or two by the side. But ever since we've both decided to really come clean with each other, and that it's ok as long as we're both safe and aware, there's really been no need to stray. I dunno if I'm making sense, and am probably not doing my thoughts justice by not articulating this very well.

I've read about how swinging helps some couples and I Guess have never thought that it would help in this way. But hey, it's a nice surprise πŸ˜‰

Oh! I had a really weird blast-from-the-past moment earlier! When I was a kid, about 12,13 years old there was an older girl that I knew. She must have been about 17 I think at the time. I remember she was the first person I actually saw having sex. She was dating a guy that was a few years older than her and she's been telling us (a few of us, all younger than her) about it. You know how it's like, her teling tales of it to a bunch of younger girls. So one time, she asked us if we wanted to watch, and of course we said yes. She told us to wait outside her window one particular night and she'd leave the window slightly open and the lights on.

We could creep up and peep in from outside, which we did, being curious kids and all. The only thing I remember from that was how the guy's dick seemed to hang to one side, and how it didn't look anything like the porn we had watched. Lol

Anyways, I think I saw her earlier in town. I had walked past her and recognised her but she didn't seem to recognise me. By the time I had placed where I knew her from she had gone so I didn't say anything to her. It was weird...surreal almost. Ha!

Anyhow. I thought that was funny how it dug up what was pretty much a forgotten memory. The only thing now though, is I can't get the image of her and that guy nude in their youthful form outta my head 😝
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I didn't even know that was a thing.
Posted:Aug 5, 2017 4:13 am
Last Updated:Aug 12, 2017 12:00 am
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Hello all! It has been too long without posting. My thoughts have overflowed, refilled and overflowed ten times over. By no fault of my own, I gotta admit. I cannot access this site when I'm in Bali. Apparently, this website, or rather its contents, are not part of "a positive internet". This is according to the Indonesian powers-that-be. Hey, I don't make the rules. I just live there. I still say bullshit thoughπŸ˜‰

I'm back in Singapore for two weeks so I'll try and vomit all my thoughts out as much as I can. I think it keeps me sane 😝 You wouldn't believe the insanity I've subjected my Husband and partners to in the last few months. So yes, I'm back in Singapore for a few days now trying to do oh so many things. In the last day or so I've been running between the hotel we are in and our storage facility trying to grab what we need for our place in Bali as well as some work clothes which I've packed away. I've got an interview next week 😊 So yay! Wish me luck. I'm still gonna be working out of Bali but I've gotta meet some of the paymasters here so that's that.

I've also had to try my best to be a good tour guide and host. I met this young Russian couple in Bali and they've travelled with me here to Singapore. They've never been here before so I've been trying to show them around and it's so strange how I can't think of anything to do here. Don't get me wrong, I know there are tons to do but....I dunno. I've been drawing blanks. Then again staying in our room and fucking isn't half bad either 😝

It's strange how we met. The Husband and I decided we'd ride down to the beach about two weeks ago. We've moved to Bali for a good few months now and really haven't gone down to any beach to just hang out. So we decided we'd do that. He had made friends with one of the guys who run those beach chair rentals along one of the more touristy beaches, so he suggested we'd go there and so we went. Midway through the day, I was walking back to my chair after taking a dip in the water when this blond girl in the exact same sailor-stripped ww bikini ran towards me and started chatting me up.

She seemed excited and cheerful, which I thought was really cute. We ended up talking at lengths, and apparently, if you're wearing a wicked weasel bikini, and see someone else also in a weasel, it's a thing where you go up to them and take pictures together 😳 See, I did not know that. LOL. So she came over, her bf came over, we chatted, took a few pictures, had a few drinks, chatted some more, took more pictures. And I noticed the more pictures we took, the more suggestive the poses were. I didn't mind one bit. They were a younger, good looking couple, and the Husband was enjoying it too.

We got to know them a LOT better after inviting them over to our place for dinner a few days later. Turns out they were swingers as well. A few soft swaps then quickly turned to full swaps, and now three of us are here in Singapore. The Husband is begrudgingly off in Jakarta working over the next week so, we've promised him, or at least I have, I'd make it up to him.

So yeah, what an odd way to connect with people eh?
Anyhow, I gotta prep for dinner. I'm bringing them over to a friend's place for dinner.
Will blog again.

Thanks for reading 😘
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A short one from the island of the gods! (Or so I've been told..)
Posted:Apr 25, 2017 11:48 pm
Last Updated:May 30, 2017 10:04 pm
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Hey all! This is my first post based in a new land! Officially I'm gonna be in the wonderful island of Bali for the foreseeable future. We moved here about a week ago and will look for more permanent place to stay, but for all that matters, I'm in Bali!

It's been a hell of a last few weeks trying to sort everything out for the move and it's still really messy. The husband got moved to a new position at work a few months ago and has little need for an office back home . Then a good Friend of mine who runs an Airbnb place here has had to go back for awhile to sort out some family business. Long story short, badda bing badda boom we moved out here. The timing couldn't have been worse cos I'm flying back home next week for the spartan race (anyone else joining?). But we had things that needed solving here so here I am.

Anyways. I'll try to post a little more when I get my wifi stabilised. Til then, ttfn!
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Thank you Bangkok! But time to go home and bang cock! 😝
Posted:Mar 31, 2017 1:33 am
Last Updated:May 30, 2017 10:03 pm
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And I. Am. DONE!! Today concludes my work trip here in Bangkok and I'd like to say I'll either miss it or wish I'd have stayed longer but truth be told, aside from the evenings out with some colleagues (who were very nice), I haven't seen much. I've been here a few times but it would have been nice to wander a little on my own.

My flight back home is later this evening so I left the office and had wanted to do some last minute shopping (I really need new underwear) and chill by the pool. I didn't have much time, so given that I had no idea where to go to find sexy new underwear, I decided to rush back to the hotel to chill by the pool. Soak in some sun and all of that. So here I am, posting from the poolside (or I WAS poolside). Aaaand of course, its thunderingπŸ˜– Worse still, I'm now in the restaurant by the pool in my bikini in the middle of a few fully dressed tables of people having their meals πŸ˜‘ Everyone in or around the pool was asked to leave due to the impending thunderstorm. I could go back up but, lemme finish this post.

So, carrying on from my last post, I tried watching myself masturbate last night (purely for experimental purposes, clearly πŸ˜‰) and it didn't do much for me. I still would rather watch myself with someone else, if I were to use a mirror and do it again. So, that settles that.

This trip has also been a complete....well, not complete disaster but pretty darn close. The reason for us flying out here was to resolve some issues with some clients and particularly, vendors. Those issues have not been solved. We know more now, that's for sure but we could have found that out without having to fly up here. Good thing is, I've finally met some of the local team and mostly, they were all pretty nice. Two of them even jokingly said that they'll treat me even better now that they've seen how I look like.😳 I bet it was the push-up bra I wore on Monday πŸ˜‰ Of course going clubbing with them and getting drunk does build camaraderie. Lol

Also, I don't get Thai discos. I do get the loud music, getting intoxicated, and jumping up, down and around with the beats, but I've realised it isn't my thing anymore. Actually, I suppose that can be applied to any clubs or discos. They also brought me to two different kind of discos. I'm pretty sure it's not mutually exclusive to this country, so, lemme find out if there's an equivalent back home. Anyhow.

One was with a live band performing but the singers (all ladies, all very pretty) were always changing. As in there was a different singer after every two songs. Turns out, if people watching, usually mostly guys,liked them, they'd pay for them to stay longer than two songs. It was really strange. Clearly, there must be something more to that but that was what I gathered, from watching. Either way, I didn't get it.

They then brought me to another club where there were male escorts. And that was a bit awkward. Not because it was a male escort club, but because I think they think I've never been to one and was all acting like it's a novelty. I'm embarrassed to say I kinda played along. We didn't stay too long cos I really wasn't in the mood, and second, not the kind of activity I'd wanna share with colleagues, especially colleagues I don't know too well. Strange.

On to more strangeness. Maybe good strangeness, we'll see.

The husband was supposed to also be traveling for work but his trip got cancelled so he'll be home when I get there. Yay! Good news. However, since our failed attempt to watch each other masturbate a few days ago (our call dropped 😝) he has been suggesting that we pick it up from there. Which is fine. But as the days pass, his suggestions keep getting more elaborate. First it was do it with this toy. Then do it outdoors. Then do it at this location by the window and he'll be in the building across watching. Then, we both find out a friend of mine (my new toy boy 😜 Who is this 23 year old from China/Mongolia I met a short while ago at a party back home. He had accompanied a good friend of mine when she was in town a few months back and has even stayed over at my place while he came back to visit/work once before. He's young, in great shape, models part time and the husband seems to like him so...yea. Boy toy for now πŸ˜›)

So yes, friend's coming into town next week and I find out the husband has already discussed with the boy toy on possible scenarios he'd like to see. I'm like, waitaminute. You've already had this discussion?! I haven't even fucking agreed on anything. I don't even know what's going on, let alone agree to anything. So yea, there is that in the horizon πŸ˜‹

I'll see what the guys can come up with. If it's not fun I'm not doing it. Lol

Hmm...maybe I should make plans of my own! Ha! Yes, let's do that!
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I can't be the only one who enjoys watching themselves fuck. Right?
Posted:Mar 28, 2017 10:21 pm
Last Updated:Jul 28, 2017 11:10 pm
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It's midweek! I'd call it madness but I'm just so damn sleepy πŸ˜–
It's just past lunch here and I've got an hour before I head back into another one of those Super long and draggy meeting. What I'm supposed to be doing is draft a report on what the hells been discussed and going on here to my boss, and the rest of the team back home (wait, that's two reports. GreatπŸ˜‘) but I'm really struggling to keep my eyes open so, here goes another blog. And coffee isn't helping today. At the very least, I didn't spill any on myself.

Late last evening I was FaceTimeing the husband and what started off as a catch up chat soon escalated into a coordinated mastubation session. (Is there an official term for it? Like sexting, or phone sex...or...?) It also reminded me how cumbersome it is, masturbating and trying to hold the phone steady and having to adjust angles and shit. Anyways. I realised I can't do that, so I tried placing the phone on the table. But the room was such that the angle was a bit off too, so I stood the phone standing up by the lamp, drew the curtains back and since it was dark out, I lit my room up and used the reflection from the windows instead.

It worked pretty well for awhile and was really starting to get into it until I realised that the call had dropped. I had lost the connection. I tried calling him back a few times but couldn't get through, and was starting to get a little irritable cos I was neither here Nor there. So I figured I'd might as well finish up on my own😏

I laid back down was working my way into a climax when I realised that I was looking at myself using the reflection through the window. I came once, and it was....okaaay. 😝 Wasn't spectacular or anything. Lol. Anyways, it kinda reminded me that I used to enjoy watching myself masturbate. Yeah. How narcissistic is that? Lol

These days, not so much anymore. It's not like I have self esteem issues and can't stand the sight of myself. It's just that I'd much rather have someone else with me if I'm going to be watching myself, know what I mean? Actually, I very much enjoy the use of mirrors while fucking. I Guess the narcissist in me is still there 😊

I bet I'm not the only one....right? 😜

Do you like watching yourself masturbate?

Or are you impartial to it?

Or would you rather watch yourself with someone else?
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Work week report: Bangkok day one and a half
Posted:Mar 27, 2017 6:44 pm
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2017 5:44 pm
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Greetings all! I'm reporting in from Bangkok today. Here for the week for work and uh, it could go better. 😝

I flew in on Sunday and wanted to take some time to laze by the pool. At least that was my plan, but as things are, I was delayed getting here and by the time I actually checked in the sun had set and I was tired and cranky so I hid in my room and prepped. Yesterday didn't start off well either. I had bought a cup of coffee on my way into the office here where I had scheduled a full day of meetings. I had various meetings with my counterparts in this office here, followed by a few with some of the vendors. First meeting in, I spilled coffee all over my white shirt. I didn't put the lid back on tightly and when I took a sip, it splashed all over the front of my shirt. It was such a huge spill even my bra is stained. πŸ˜‘

Naturally I ran to the bathroom to try and get it off, and of course it didn't come off completely so the first few meeting I had was in a wet white shirt, and then spent the whole damn day in meetings with a huge coffee stain. DumbassπŸ˜– So last evening, after work, my colleagues and a few of the team here felt bad for me and decided they take me out to make me feel better. I wasn't up for it but figured, what the hell, right? When in Rome and all. We went out for dinner straight from the office, then it was to a place for one drink. Sure😜 Then it became a few drinks, then off to another spot for a few more.

Few hours later I had to be helped back to my room where I knocked the hell out. I got up this morning feeling like I had just been chewed up and told the team I can't join them this morning, and I'd catch up with them at lunch. Yeeeaah....setting the bar high for professionalism right here 😝.

SO, not to let a few hours go to waste while I nurse this Mother of a hangover, I scrubbed myself down, grabbed the smallest bikini I brought and am now sitting my the pool with a juice in hand😏 Mind you, I am replying my work email (on TOP of posting this😊). Unfortunately the sun has decided to hide behind some mildly angry looking clouds but, ah well. Minus the pool guys who keeps coming around and not so discreetly leer, the pool is pretty much empty so, really not much to complain about. Just hoping my week runs a lot better than yesterday 😊

Wanted to post something a fair bit more interesting than my work week but oh well. I needed a rant. Will post again.
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Trying to bring the nastiness back πŸ˜‰
Posted:Feb 28, 2017 11:46 pm
Last Updated:Mar 14, 2017 10:35 pm
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This spark was ignited a few months ago when I met up with an old Friend of mine. We used to share a rented apartment waaaaay back when and she used to work as a social escort. We stayed together for a good few years before the lease was up and we had to move out. I also remember very fondly our late night conversations that would literally, run through to the next morning. (I got a lot of sex tips from her) There was even a period where we would "practice" deepthroating bananas and sausages before we eventually bought our own dildos LOL. Damn we were young then 😝

Anyhow, she is married now with a child and has stopped escorting. I caught up with her a few months back and one of the things that came up was how we don't normally get Super nasty with our spouses. Ok, what's nasty or not really depends on you, but I think the general theme applies. We just don't, for some reason. And it's not like I would disagree to it if my husband suggests something. Of course there are some things that are just plain No-NOs, like anything to do with shit, or spitting. And I just don't get shoe smelling (like really, eeew). But a lot of it just doesn't come up. I've also had this conversation with the husband and we've had our own theories for why that happens. But that's another topic altogether, so let's not digress too much.

So yeah, coming back to this. We do get into the occasional public fun, and role play, partner swap (were still maintaining an open marriage), i Guess that's as far as we push it. And don't get me wrong, I'm perfectly happy with that. But as far as my own level of nastiness, I've done so much more with a previous partner. Then again, there's always gonna be that someone that brings out the nastiness in you, right? πŸ˜‰

So last week, I thought I'd try to push the boundaries a little. This after our lackluster Valentine's and post Valentine's celebration, the husband has been extra sweet in trying to make up for it. It's been two weeks of him going out of his way to, for the lack of a better word, please me, I figured I'd return the favour. Especially since he's doing all of that despite having a really long work week. We spoke about it the whole of last week and came up with a plan. I told him he could do whatever he wanted with me for the weekend. No issues with respect, or loss of it. Basically, I was going to be his sex toy for the weekend. I honestly wasn't expecting much cos the last time I told him he could play with me however he wanted, we were midway through a romp and he flipped me over to fuck me in the missionary position.

He already had to activate his entire team back to office on Saturday, so he raided our toys cupboard, packed whatever he needed/wanted and we headed into his office earlier that morning. At that point I still had no idea what was planned so I just went along with a fair bit of apprehension and excitement.

We got to his office building and he went ahead to make sure no one was there first. He then crept me into his office and told me to strip, which of course I did. I was told to put on a pair of vibrating underwear (which I bought for myself - note the irony 😜) before I was cuffed to his chair. He also tied my feet together to the legs of the chair. I didn't say a word, but was liking thisπŸ˜‰

He then pulled out his already hard dick and fucked my face while pinching my nipples periodically. I was struggling a bit but it didn't take long before he blew his load without warning into my mouth. He then zipped up, straightened his shirt, kissed me on the forehead and right before leaving his office, showed me the remote to the vibrating underwear I had on. He locked the door behind and just left me there. Half an hour later I started hearing voices of the rest of his team showing up and then they just did their work, not knowing I was seated in his office with the taste of his cum in my mouth, and some drying on my face, with intermittent vibrations on my clit. It went on for over two hours before the voices died down and he came in with water and a sandwich.

He untied and uncuffed me, and I ate and drank while he kept playing with the remote. I ditched the half eaten sandwich and he stood me up, pulled down the already soiled panty, sat me on his desk while he went down on me. I almost came, then he stopped, had me kneel on his chair and cuffed me back to it. He gave my ass a few licks before pulling my panty back up, then left. He came back every half hour to suck on my nipples and even on a few occasions, rammed his dick into me from behind, never more than five or six thrusts before pulling my panty back up and leaving again. He did gag me before that just in case I got too loud.

The last one, he came in pulled my panty down and I was expecting the same few thrusts but felt his tongue on my ass instead. He then spent the next few minutes just playing with my ass, and I guess the anticipation built me up cos that was some of the best ass play I ever hadπŸ˜‹

He replaced his tongue with his thumb while he went on to slam into me from behind. I still had my gag on so I thought there must still be people around. He withdrew his dick, came round front and uncuffed me. By this time he was already nude. He cuffed my hands back together, lifted me down onto his dick while he sat on his chair. I put my hands behind his head and straddled and grinded on him. He sucked on my nipples and literally a few seconds later I came. And it was hugeπŸ˜› I was almost trembling and I dug my nails in his chest and then he came.

We laid there for a few minutes before he told me there wasn't anyone else left and we could leave if I wanted. I laughed and finally removed the gag. I put my shorts and tshirt back on and realised I had his and my cum dripping down my thighs the entire trip back. We got home, and I fucked him a few more times before he reminded me that I did offer him the weekend πŸ˜‰

I did, didn't I. We got up to a bit more mischief on Sunday but I'll end this here. I gotta get back to work😳
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Nasty junk, jacking off, and unsexy sexting. Oh the joy
Posted:Feb 21, 2017 11:02 pm
Last Updated:Aug 11, 2017 11:58 pm
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Hey all, wanted to post earlier but the husband came back over the weekend and we had a fair bit of catching up to do so, I was a bit busy πŸ˜‰

I went to pick him up at the airport on Sunday and I had kinda worked myself up through the weekend in my head, sonny the time I got there, I was really quite horny. I had texted him, telling him to wash his dick (yea, I've been told that makes me a little anally retentive but hey, if he's been on a 14+ hour flight, I know things can get a little....nastyπŸ˜–). I knew he'd see the message cos he switches his phone on the first moment he can. I had worn a short denim skirt and a white tank top and nothing else underneath, but had a shawl to cover up where and when I needed to. A lot of people here still can't handle seeing nipples, for some reason. Anyways, by the time he collected his bags and we met, I was good to go.

The rest was literally, bitter sweet 😳 We got a cab back but stopped a distance outside our place just so we could walk through the park. I was still craving some outdoor action. But the entire walk back there were people, just hanging around. We didn't spend too much time out and made our way back, and instead of taking the elevator all the way up, we stopped a few floors down and made for the stairs. We made sure no one was around before he pulled me into him and kissed me. I felt his hard on through his pants and started undoing his belt, then his pants. I let his pants drop to his feet and was stroking his dick with one hand and trying to undo his shirt with the other. I was about to dive down for his dick when he surprised me by pulling my top off, pushed me against the railing and lifted on of my legs with his hand. He slid his dick into me quite easily cos I was already wet and we fucked like that for awhile. It didn't take long for me to cum (there is something quite liberating being nude in public that's so sexy. Well, at least to me).

He spun me round and took me from behind, slamming into me quite hard (which I was a bit concerned cos that made a lot of noise, and it echoed in the stairwell). That got him off as much as it did me cos he told me he was about to cum. I told him I wanted to taste him and he withdrew. I squatted in from of him but he couldn't hold his load so before I could suck him off, he blew his load all over my face. That entire experience was the sweet bit. I took the last few spurts in my mouth and sucked him off for a short while and that turned out to be a little....unpleasant. Turns out airline food, wine and mild dehydration can cause quite nasty junk😳LOL

We threw our clothes back on, went back and showered. That was our first parts of our catch up. His back is still tender but we managed ok. Oh! Speaking of which, wanted to discuss jerking off, as in hand jobs.

Was talking to a few friends via group WhatsApp and one of the guys was saying how it's easier for girls to satisfy their male partners than guys satisfying their female partners. I disagreed. I mean, similar to ladies, we all don't like the same thing. At least a few of us don't. You can't just stick your fingers in us and wiggle, or worse, dig, and expect us to enjoy it. Similarly, guys are the same. Some guys like long strokes, some like short, abrupt, fast ones. It's not simply grabbing a dick and yanking on it. Right? Like the husband likes a circular up and down motion, fairly strong grip, with his balls massaged. I know another guy who likes his balls slapped. The strangest I've ever encountered was an ex who liked his belly rubbed while jerking off. 😜

So yeah, literally, different strokes for different folks.

We're (in the same group chat) planning another get together later in the year and the sexting has already begun. A bit early if you ask me (we're getting together only in July 😜). I Guess it's on a similar line of thought, I don't get some of their...chosen terms. Lol. Like one of the guys used plough, as in "I'm gonna plough your pussy..." Like seriously? How's that even sexy? And terms like "destroy" as well, used under the same context. Ah well, different strokes, right? 😜
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The Valentine's that wasn't
Posted:Feb 14, 2017 10:04 pm
Last Updated:Sep 15, 2017 9:30 pm
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Soooo....this Valentine's Day was a bit of a wash out. πŸ˜– This is the first one in a few years that the husband and I actually put in effort to plan too, so that makes it especially sucky, not in any good way. Think I must've jinxed it by mentioning it somehow but oh well.

I had signed us up for a nude partner yoga class in the evening and he had reserved us seats to a nice dinner someplace, and I was openly hoping we could have started our fun somewhere public before finishing up at home. Alas, he got word last Thursday he had to make a week long business trip. At least we had half the weekend (he flew out Sunday morning) and we tried to move our celebration up (minus the nude yoga).

So this was my supposedly Valentine's - we got up late on Saturday, had our late breakfast and gave each other a teaser for the night by jumping back into bed and grinding myself to cum sitting in his face. He then spun me around and we 69'd for a bit before he got up, pulled me to the edge of the bed with my head hanging over and fucked my face (which I don't mind that much but the balls slapping my nose can get seriously annoying) til he blew his load down my throat. He wanted to carry on after resting but we agreed we'd save the rest for the night. That way we'd wind ourselves up more for the evening. We then went through our days separately, I went to the gym and ran some errands and he did some work before running to the driving range.

Then evening came and it just went downhill. I came back home and found him lying on the floor with his legs up the couch. He had pulled his back at the range 😣. I thought we'd cancel our evening activity but he insisted we carry on, which in hindsight, was a huge fucking mistake. Took us almost a half hour to get him down to the car cos we had to move so slowly. Drove out, couldn't find anywhere cos it WAS Saturday night, so ended up just driving from one place to another. By which time he was in so much pain, and I was concerned for him, we both got tired and cranky. We ended up driving back home where we had a mini argument, he popped some painkillers and we both went to bed.

The next morning he had to pack and leave and we both felt a little bad about the night before. I was still horny from the anticipation from the whole of Saturday so I joined him in the shower only to get him hard, dragged him back into the room and mounted him. I would've liked it a lot more....robust but we didn't want to throw his back out so...that could have gone better πŸ˜‘
He left for the airport while I took my frustrated ass in one of my smallest bikini and sat by the pool the whole day, sulking. So that was my Valentine's weekend. A whole lotta anticipation and a fair bit of sexual frustration 😜. At least I got a good tan.

Feb 14, official Valentine's Day
I already had our places booked for the nude partner yoga that I had signed us all up for last week but the husband wasn't around so I was planning on cancelling, but the couple that the husband and I was supposed to go with actually convinced me to go. The person teaching the class was a good Friend of mine so I texted her to tell her I was gonna go solo and she was fine with it. I ended up partnering her and it was quite fun, although some of the other couples did make it a little awkward. I thought nudity was supposed to put people at easeπŸ˜‹ Ah well.

The couple gave me a lift back home after class so I invited them up for a drink, which they accepted. I had an inkling that it was gonna pan out this way but didn't give it too much thought until we were all seated in my living room, having a drink and talking. The topic naturally drifted towards sex and I figured we all should shower if things were to progress any further. I invited them to join me and they did. It was a mashup of a threesome and although we've been to parties and gatherings together, we've never been with each other before. I ended up playing the the female half of the couple a bit more, although I did manage to ride her husband quite hard, even if it was a bit too short. (The duration of me riding him, not his dick 😜Lol)

So yea, I DID manage to get some dick during this Valentine's, but I'd have much rather have had my man's. 😊 I spoke to the husband (mine) this morning and told him about it and he said his back was better, and he's gonna keep that pent up sex drive and 'give it to me' when he gets back this weekend. I guess it all works out. Then again, let's not jinx it 😜
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