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Actually it's not easy for woman to tell cause i use to tell that to my ex but somehow hurt his "ego" hence i think it's better to shut up on certain things.
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The person who zapped me wasnt michael. Michael had responded to my pm confirming that he did not zapped me and he had up my points instead. Anyway since I had no encouragement from the bros in this thread and my dearest TS had blatantly denied me I will leave this thread in order to blunt the edges of this madness.
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Finally someone got the message that he is not wanted.
TS denied that you are the one and your story dun gel. Die die still dun give up. We are not here to hear your story. You have deviated the focus of the thread. Thats why I zapped u. I zapped u after she insisted you are not the J. |
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Thanks all for their support.
My last installment with J. Even though we've had many encounters together, I'm just recounting the ones which are more...interesting. It was during the uni holidays and I was helping out with one of the camps we were having outside. During the camp we usually have BBQs for the last night for everyone to celebrate, so I was chilling out with some of my friends having beer and chicken wings when my phone beeped with a text message: "whatcha doin?" It was from J. Since he was attached when we were seeing each other, we usually have coded messages if we wanted to meet up. "Watcha doin" usually meant that he was bored and horny and wanted to see me. "at a camp bbq, what do you want to do?" "why don't you meet me at hotel 81 in half an hour? hop on a cab, i'll pay." With that, I made up an excuse to leave and hopped onto a cab bound for the hotel 81. he had arrived before me so he went to get the room first and texted me the room number. When I arrived at the room, we made small talk while I put down my bags and barang barang, while he had a smoke and we chatted about our lives. As I was standing up after putting my bag down on the floor, he stood up before me.. "So...how have you been...?" With that, his lips were on mine and we were hungrily frenching each other. We haven't seen each other in months, so the need was definitely there. I tugged on the hair at the back of his head while his hands were all over my ass. We struggled with getting our clothes off each other while still frenching crazily and once our clothes were off he quickly turned me around and pushed me up against the wall, pressing up against me. I loved it that he was being rough with me so I let him do whatever he wanted, at the same time not giving too much. He pressed himself against me, his hands kneading my boobs. I let out a soft moan and he took it as "permission granted" to do more. He wet his fingers with his saliva and slapped them on my clit, massaging it furiously. I reached back and started to play with his cock, pressing it against my ass and rubbing it up and down. He spread my legs and pushed two fingers in. I pushed myself back against his cock, rubbing my up against it in sync with his fingers. I couldn't take it anymore, I decided to take over. I turned around, pushing him backwards a little and got on my knees. I wanted to take my time, slowly running my lips up and down his shaft, using my tongue to tease the tip of his cock, and planting kisses along the entire length of his cock. Without warning, i took his entire cock into my mouth and started fucking him slowly, using my tongue all over him during intervals. "Oh fuck yeah...i love it when you suck me like that..." He helped me up and led me towards the bed. As I lay down he grabbed my legs and pulled it towards the edge of the bed, without warning he just plunged right into and started fucking me hard. The good thing about J is that he can go on for the longest time and won't stop until I cum. "fuck your pussy is so tight..." "urggh...fuck me harder..." All this while I was moaning away. Then he turned me around and fucked me doggy, my favourite position. :P He grabbed my hips hard, and I had to push my face into the pillow because I was almost screaming. We must've disturbed our neighbours around us (if they were tourists instead of erm...people like us) with our moaning and my screaming especially since we were at it for an especially long time. I came at least three times during that one session. When I got off the bed there were so many wet patches! I was so fucking tired (no pun intended!) that I had difficulty getting off the bed and walking to the bathroom to wash up. I love sex with J simply because he doesn't just put on his clothes and walk away. We would like in bed after sex, both naked and will still be playing with each other's body, our fingers slowly exploring inches of skin that we seldom get to see when we're busy screwing the brains out of each other. Unfortunately..that was the end of our FB relationship. But of course, that didn't stop me from having my fun. |
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interesting thread ... cheers
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Yeah except that on the buses and MRT trains, you are not actually in the process of having sex with them, nor are you actually trying to turn them on in any direct manner.
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Gratz on ur marriage in advance.
Nice knowing that there are still gals who dare to post their stories here and may let us guys know what a girl really expect from gal's perspective. For me, i alway let my previousg FB know, although we can't be lover, but we will alway be there for each other whenever we need if available and even though not together as partner for life, we can still care for each other too :P
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Absolutely right. Past is Past. Dont rake it up. No one in this world is so forgiving. Beside hurting his ego, it will cast a shadow that lingers on his mind forever.
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Agree with u. Just trying to use an example to show that the 'opening the legs' does not constitute an invitation in the legal context. A rapist cannot use it as a defence for his crime. But in a situation like yours, of course any man will take it as an 'invitation' to enter the 'passage to paradise' and that includes me.
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This thread is a MINE.
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