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Dirty Old Man IN Interesting Original Narration
Dominion = Dirty Old Man IN Interesting, Original Narration?
Its a boring Saturday night; bored and disturbed by the recent onslaught of stories posted by various new nicks, I've decided to try my hand at doing one too. Being the unoriginal old prick that I am, all I'm coming up with is my true (as far as my memory is intact, possibly 90% true?) story in the hope that newer newbies can enjoy as well as know how to get information, points, contacts without getting zapped (or at least, avoid the red zone). That actually, and also being tempted to follow in ol'coyote's footsteps to share my FRs and infos in my OWN thread. As this is a true (again, qualified by my imperfect human memory) narration, I might mention someone you know(aka your tirak), or you! So while I take it slow, please do tell me if you do not want you/your tirak to be associated with this Dirty Old Man (yours truly). I will refrain from sharing any sensitive information about anyone, except mine which I hope will not be used to tease me when you see me around. |
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2006 was an eventful year.
Having came back to the good old green island after a stint at life overseas, I was shown by our benevolent government how truly green Singapore is shortly after coming back. How else but through the true blue Singaporean National Service? Conscription; the word itself seemed such an anathema then. But just as the apprehension of being imprisoned on an island even smaller than Singapore was being to die down, a man with a red cap on his head and two bars on each shoulder made us (the hundred plus of botaks) fully appreciate the term "living hell". I wished I never came back. It was also during this opportune period in my life that my then girlfriend decided to share with me her plans for the future, and unfortunately it didn't include me. Despite my waking up in the wee hours, sleeping on the floor by the computer just to communicate through instant messaging to her, long distance just didn't quite work out for her. As they (whoever they are) say, it never rains but pours. My plans for a quick departure were dashed as applications after applications to various companies were rejected. It became a seeming impossibility for me to leave here after my release. Sadly, I realised that imprisonment need not necessarily involve being behind bars. Immersed in a testosterone abounding environment, to say I was craving the embrace of lady,wishing to pour out my sorrows (of a spoilt brat being shown the cruelty of life) to a sympathetic female companion, and nestle my comforted head in her warm bosom at my lowest, saddest part of life was an understatement. More accurately, I was just fucking horny. After much badgering, cajoling and constant pestering, a friend of mine finally agreed to bring me to one of his many haunts and source of late night pleasures. Last edited by dominion; 26-05-2007 at 09:24 PM. |
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bro very well crafted.... gonna lurk around this thread from now on...
cheers |
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Hmm, signs that football season is over ... will camp here .
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thankz to both seniors... this thread wont last long i think but i will try my best to keep it slightly more interesting than the typical FRs. I am currently "retrenched from the scene" (too many people use "retire" liao marh) but as I always believe, noone ever stops choinging, we just take breaks.
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First Foray into Geylang - The Fizzling Mind (and dick) Blowing Experience
http://forum.sammyboy.com/showthread.php?t=54457 My very kind and generous friend who had volunteered to (or coerced into) ease my initiation to the local scene drove me down to Geylang one night. Having had a good experience at Fizzy himself, he decided that it would be a good place for me to start with. We parked at a run-down carpark and I followed him into unfamiliar territory. Slobbery old men and skimpily clad women were ubiquitous, a sight I had never seen outside of strip clubs or Las Vegas. Pretending to be at ease, I followed him, largely silent. He brought me to a middle-aged lady, possibly in her mid 40s . I was praying very hard that this would not be the companion he decided to leave me with for the hour. Luckily, he asked her who was around. It was not a busy night for them and I had three choices. By only hearing their names, how was I expected to choose? So I hesitated. She then recommended me SS or CC. From about the ten meters that separated us, SS was a slim and tall lady with flowing tresses and snow white complexion. Just when I was contemplating about not waiting to see whoever CC was, someone took her away. I settled for CC. The middle-aged lady brought me through a misted glass door into a small room with massage cubicles, and ushered me into one of those. Closing the partition, she told me to take off my clothes and that CC would arrive soon. I sat on the high mattress, feeling extremely insecure about being naked in a small enclosed area with flimsy partitions. Who knows someone might just barge in anytime? It was also possible to look over through the top and anyone in the room can hear whatever is going on in the cubicle. My gut feelings proved accurate as, shocking me completely, the lady opened the partition and asked why I was still fully dressed. I told her I wanted to use the hotel beside. The trio of us then went to the hotel where my friend helped me (who didn't understand the term "transit") book a room, the number of which was conveyed to the lady. An interminable wait in the room ensued and I passed my time watching the EPL on the television. Finally I heard a door knock. My heart pounded wildly against my chest. I had never met a girl I knew I was going to have sex with before even meeting her. It was a weird thing to realise all of a sudden. Beads of cold sweat also started to dot my forehead as the anticipation of what would happen next built up. Would she be pretty? Would we get along? Questions started to bombard me as I reached for the door knob. As the wooden barrier between us swung aside and we saw each other for the first time, both of us took a step back, stunned. |
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hmm.. very interesting story, young man. u have a bright future
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Wow lau jiao now writing stories.
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wa another DOM!
thanx for all the encouragements my first post here quote "newer newbies" le.... how come still got arrows sia |
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First Foray into Geylang - The Fizzling Mind (and dick) Blowing Experience PART 2
A tall shapely lady clad in a tight white t-shirt and even tighter black Lycra shorts stood before me. She had her hair tied back into a pony tail that jiggled cutely when she tilted her head and flashed me a smile "Ha-low" Her lips were thick and luscious, giving her a CFM look that few could match. While I stood still, frozen for a good minute, my eyes had lives of their own scanning her up and down, up and down repeatedly. Her big boobs were straining so hard at the tight t-shirt, it looked as if the t-shirt might tear any moment. And did I mention the way the shorts hugged her shapely legs and ass? Her whole image just screamed sex and I was convinced that I had just let the incarnate of Aphrodite in. "Wow you're so young, shocked me," she proclaimed (in Mandarin of course) ," and still quite handsome." (For newbie's info, that's just flattery, often included in good service packages) We sat on the bed, a moment of awkwardness and not knowing what to do next descended upon us. She leaned over and gave me a huge wet kiss. "Let's go bathe, shall we?" I undressed and strewn my clothes carelessly as such was my practice in the past. She picked them up for me midway through undressing. I was the slightest disappointed that her breasts were not pert, but due to her age and possibly the size, it was hard to be anything else. After what felt I didn't want to stand around naked not knowing what to do while she undressed so I proceeded to the bathroom, equipped with only a shower. The water was freezing cold and despite meddling around with the temperature controls and any other knobs I could reach, the water remained so. I braved the cold and began to shower and she soon joined me. Holding her hand up to the water gushing out from the shower head and gazing up at it, she exclaimed, "So cold! How do you stay in there?" Her pose and the way she looked when she smiled doing that was so cute it made me forget the cold momentarily. Nevertheless, she joined me but jumped out barely a few seconds after. I followed suit. We were drying up when we found the water heater switch opposite the bed and switch it on. Seeing that I was starting to shiver badly, she pulled me under the covers and huddled up to me. We started to chat, about where she came from, her current work, me etc while our hands started to roam and I initiated the occasional kisses. Those were deep and full of tongue action. Her thick lips felt soft and warm; and the occasional sweet taste of her lipstick or coca-cola she was drinking. It was one of the most unforgettable kiss I had, and often an integral part of my future wet dreams thereafter. After what felt like an eternity chatting; during which I had forgotten who and where I was, blissfully living in a paradise, albeit a temporal (and artificial?) one; she suggested trying the shower out again. I concurred and we showered together. While I kept my hands largely to myself, she showered me and gave me a good dick-cleaning cum mini HJ. We adjourned back to the room where she wiped me dry (what good service indeed!) I plopped myself back onto the bed and she advanced towards me smiling. Last edited by dominion; 27-05-2007 at 09:04 PM. |
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I'm different from yr interpretion of DOM. see my siggy
young man, why u keep getting arrows? what have u done?
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Agree...I think he should have a job as PM Lee's speech writer... .
To bro Dominion...A first class read...camping here with my bag of chips and coffee..don't let me wait too long for your next installment! |
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First Foray into Geylang - The Fizzling Mind (and dick) Blowing Experience PART 3 dedicated to Sarissa (thankz for the 3pts )
She snuggled up to me from the side of the bed and I struggled to inch towards the right to give her space. I'm not a kultz but the lack of recent practice of anything on bed had certainly made me look like one. I placed one hand on the base of her spine and ran it up her back as she knelt over me, coming to rest at the back of her head. As I leaned forward for a kiss, my hand guiding her head, I stroked her side with the free hand and grabbed her boob. It was only when both our mouths felt hot and dehydrated that I stopped. She then moved down to my nipples. This was actually first time had I had them licked and it defintely caught me off guard. It felt ticklish yet undescribly orgasmic at the same time, something like being at the edge of ejaculating and staying there for ages. The ambivalence of desiring to feel the wonderful sensation go on forever and yet wanting it to stop feeling so ticklish was starting to drive me crazy when she stopped and asked me to "lie down properly" on two pillows in the center of the bed. She took some coke in her mouth and continued her attack. The new sensation drove me over the edge. I was grabbing the bed sheets with both hands, head tilted and groaning. All my muscles were tensed up and all that went on in my head was the ongoing sensation. I lost touch of the present,sense of reality and recognition of the situation; it was just "Oh my god that felt so good. Damn! Ohh.. Ohh.... Shit, I cant control myself, am I gonna kick her? Oooo... God...." I was perhaps on the verge of hyperventilating when she moved down to my stomach and thighs, both of which were very sensitive and I almost kneed her. She saw my struggling and teased me,"Does it feel good or itchy? Itchy I don't do ok?" "Both, both," I replied, panting. She gave me a brief reprieve by starting the BBBJ that they became famous for, complete with the popping fizzy sweet that she brought in. It feel cool and really comfortable, yet edging nowhere towards ejaculation. The coke bottle soon ran out though, and she decided to once again send me into the throes of estacy and unbearable tingling. I was on my fours this time, my head resting on a pillow and my ass high up in the air. Giggling at the sight of my disheveled self, she stroke my thighs and reached for my perineum and anus with the tip of her tongue. Fortunately I was prepared this time, and stiffled my moans into the pillow;hotel management would have thought that murder was being commited if I didn't. Finally, I collasped on the bed and flipped around. She looked amused. "You want to be on top or should I be?" "You" She mounted me but after a few pumps, looked like she was in distress and disliked it a lot. After a few more attempts she gave up and plop down. "You're too big, I can't take it like that. You go on top, alright?" That was the first time I heard anyone say that (I've heard wishes of it being longer) so I had no idea to feel flattered or decieved. Either way, missionary wasn't a bad position so I complied. I had no idea why despite all the foreplay early I lasted very long that day, going in and out repeatedly with no end in sight. Even she commented that I was lasting longer than anyone she had experienced. I ran out of breath midway through and stopped, resting my butt on my heels but she pulled my dick back into her and I continued pumping away. Despite her out-of-this-world skills in other aspect, her FJ was mediocre and she just laid there, stroking me occasionally. Out of the blue, I felt semen building up my penis and she felt me tense up. She joined in the rocking and moaned, "Faster baby, faster." That was terribly fake as I never gave anyone and orgasm and she obviously wasn't anywhere near. Still, I cummed and fell back exhausted. She cleaned me up and we showered together. She wanted to help me dress too but my jeans made it hard for her. Time to go and I took out my walled to pay her. She requested for my telephone number first and we exchanged numbers. I passed her 150 and she sheepishly grinned at me telling me that she had no change, and would pass me that at the shop. I told her to keep the change. $22 tips for a mind blowing experience wasn't that expensive I thought. She put her hand around mine as we took the elevator down and before disappearing through the backdoor, she gave me a peck on the lips. |
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Infront should add LJ leh....coz LAo Jiao Dominion mah...hahahahaha
Bo bian leh....coz you're Lao jiao leh....hahahahaha
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