Thursday, August 5, 2010

We Go Deep (aka Lady is a Tramp)

May dalaw ang lola Barang nyo today - slight depression, kaya di makapagsulat. Imbes na mag-gym kagabi, Myerkules, lafangstra to the maxtra with matching take home na ice cream at kain sa kwarto. Bunggang indulgence baga.

Speaking of indulgence, I met a guy who took me to his flat the other day, Tuesday. After I went to see a friend in the city, I decided to visit the sauna around 7 pm. There were only a handful of guys, and this dark Malaysian truly Asian guy saw me, smiled, and signalled to go to a room with him.

When we locked ourselves into one of the cubicle rooms, we did as any two bathhouse horndogs would. As we made passionate kisses, he groped my ass while I was fondling his manhood.

It was promising. You know those big token keys given to winning owners of house and lots in a TV game show or raffle bonanzas? The ones that you need to carry with two hands? Not that big, but as soon as I touched it, I knew I'd have a good time with it. If it was a commercial, I'd have blurted out, "it's king size for the size queen!" LOL

While I was stroking his king cobra, he whispered if I could come with him to his apartment and spend the night there. He said he wanted to do me all night. I had second thoughts, but after thinking that there were only a few people to fool around with, I agreed to leave the sauna with him.

When we reached his place, he offered to have dinner. We both started to get hungry on the way anyway, so we dropped by one of his favorite restaurants just below his flat. In our conversation, I learned that he has a caucasian lover who travels a lot. He mentions him a couple of times, as delicious food is being served. He was nice and accommodating, and I wanted to get laid so all i cared about is his company.

After dinner, we went up to his flat for seconds. We undressed and kissed torridly in his room. His komodo dragon got so hard easily that foreplay was a breeze. He ate my breakfast taco for supper. I was so aroused and turned on, it gave me a woody. Then he sucked my junior good enough to condition myself to the main event.

He took out his paraphernalia for the baloney colonic - a box of rubber and a bottle of lube. Opening act: the missionaries. Different strokes, rhythmic pokes. Varying angles and degrees of pleasure. He dug deep as he plunged to me for kissing.

He re-opened the deep excavation of Carrie.

Afraid of archeological debris, I told him I had to go to the loo so he'd stop. The drilling didn't last for five minutes. Besides, we just had dinner, so I cannot be blamed if I suddenly felt like there's this giant supposutory feeling down under.

I was glad the toilet has a chocolate starfish shower - a bidet. An enema in disguise. Hihi. It took me longer to wash up than our fuck, so when I was done cleaning rosebud, he was wondering if I was okay, to which I said yes. We carried on - this time, it was more intense, more wild, as if I left him hanging in the air a while ago, and now he wants to get back at me - more like get behind me.

And so we did it in the living room. There was a set of couches - two solos on one side and one long sofa on the other. I'll never forget those fine upholstery. They were witnesses - and instruments - to the act. There, he continued his exploration in the deep horizon. It's as if he hit gold several times, but couldn't care about it. He's more happy with the digging. As I was.

Then we head to the dining area. The table had no lazy susan, but I became layla dee. He was rocking the table, like a busy construction worker with his jack hammer, or a restless Viking with his battering ram. He knew how to use his tool, and he used it really well. As he was doggying me on the edge of the table, we felt something drip and spill. The whole apartment was dark, and lighting was dependent on street lamps outside his loft. The floor was of white tiles, and we saw a small splotch below us. This is the only instance where you don't want door gifts at a party.

After cleaning up, it's round 3. Back to his room, in his bed.

(hanggang dito na muna)

14 comments:

  1. oooh, nagpopost ka din pala ng ganito miss carrie.

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  2. Carrie, the vow to remain abstinent has become broken.

    For who are we to refuse such an offer?

    Size queen? Hmmm...cool. :)

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  3. wow carrie! may ganito kana ngayon? lol parang xerex...hahaha

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  4. worth the wait, gurl.

    i can sleep beautifully tonight.

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  5. OMG! ur so malaswa! I'm never gna go back to ur blog anymore! delete na kita sa blogroll ko!


    bwahahhahahahaha :P

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  6. HOMAYGAD!

    nakakaloka ka achi! lol

    hinay-hinay lang teh. :-)

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  7. chume-"cherry cherry boom boom" si tita! paaaaaaaaaaaaaak!

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  8. When was my last... uhm... kakasimula pa lang ng summer? Hahaha! Next time I take a plunger, most likely, I would be totally crushed or well, hopefully, totally attached. Hahaha.

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  9. He re-opened the deep excavation of Carrie. FTW!

    The Lady is a Tramp indeed.

    wv: angbus

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  10. "it's king size for the size queen."

    This. Is. Genius!

    http://ficklecattle.blogspot.com/

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  11. kakaloka muc h ang mga eksena. . hekhekhek . . .

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  12. tita carrie panu ba maglinis ng hmmmm
    email mo naman sakin...

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