I love oysters...

Nothing more other than I absolutely loved eating this out, and it sure was a great session with T last night: the tender folds of her soft pussy lips, the wetness as I ate her out and the smell and taste of her before the penetration deep and hard into her, watching in fascination as she squirted while I licked and sucked hard at her clit and fingered her at the same time.

Her soft moans and sighs as we worked a rhythm, feeling her inner walls pulsate as I thrust, the sound of her wetness as my rod slides in and out of her, and finally shooting my load at the entry to her pearly gates as I pulled out...and after that, watching in amusement as she swiped my cum onto her fingers and licking at them, tasting it all.

Such a great way to end an otherwise uneventful work day.

Fun with new sub.

Picture says a thousand words, I guess. New sub/FWB is a Japanese wife of an expat based in Thailand, we met up for coffee, and then we couldn't wait to head back to her apartment for some afternoon fun while the hubby and kids are away. She's still nubile despite having kids, and as you can see, her pussy is oh-so-delicious...love how wet she gets, and she's very into the whole play of squirting circa the Jap porn so many guys are crazy about, and certainly enjoys squirting for her new master's viewing pleasure.

...although I guess she probably had to do a bit of housework on her own, albeit in the nude, by the time the afternoon session was over.

Afternoon affairs

Her panties were barely off when my fingers started moving over her and rubbed at her deliciously wet cunt, and her hands reached behind her to grope at my hard cock that was pressing against her ass, tracing along the tiny string of her thong as she started to rub and massage my cock and my balls.

I kissed her on her neck, one hand cupping her breast and started tugging a her nipples. She parted her thong and it was so easy to just slide my cock into her slippery wet hole, and we starting grinding against each other as my cock went deep inside her.

Her moans urged me to fuck her harder, and she turned her head sideways to kiss me and I continue to thrust into her, my lips over hers and muffling her sighs and moans.

I wanted her that much to not even want to wait till she was fully naked, and then I realised I'd literally fucked her with her panties on... 

"Come join our swingers' party"

A friend of mine was scammed recently on a social networking site that's rather popular here, and he basically hooked up with a "gorgeous woman" (we can't really be too sure, can we?)   who chatted him up, and then "invited" him to an exclusive swingers' party in Singapore. He got curious, and she managed to convince him to check out a website where he was asked to "book" his intention in advance-- and he did; he forked out SGD 250 for a special invitation to the swingers' party that was supposed to take place on Christmas Eve, and they'd even sent him a address at the private suites of a certain six-star hotel.

And when he arrived, surprise, surprise, there wasn't any party, and subsequent attempts to contact the hottie who hooked up with him proved futile. He then asked me for my opinion if he could file a police report regarding the matter, and I told him that while he did have a case, would he want to risk the potentially embarrassing exposure in the local media, given how anything that proves to be a spicy sex scandal always seems to gather the attention of the newspapers?

I am, however, surprised that a relatively well-educated guy like him holding a senior management post at a global multi-national would fall for a simple scam like this. I mean, surely he'd know better than to give his credit card details to some unknown website, and god knows what other damage they could dish out with the information he'd voluntarily (and stupidly) given up during the "payment". 

I wouldn't be surprised if there were other dudes out there who fell for the scam. The modus operandi seemed simple enough: set up an account on some social networking site, put up fake photos of a gorgeous girl, bait guys to chat, and then make the invitation to a swinger's party that will never take place.

Look, you wanna have your fun, go out there and meet real people. Alright, so maybe there could be real swinger parties going around out there, but why would you have to make an online payment before you even met your "host/organiser" in real life?

The kind of things men do to get their taste of forbidden fruit. Tsk tsk.

Is it ok to fuck someone when you don't even know her name?

...or when you don't even know her phone number?

I only asked, because as crazy as it sounds, it's amazing how you can arrange for not just one or two, but three to four dates via Google Chat and Skype, meet up and have sex in real life-- and still not know her name or phone number!

Even crazier when you consider we hooked up because of this whole blogging thing, and she turned out to be a really yummy wet-dream come true.

But all that said, perhaps all this just adds up to one fleeting happy memory, and we're both gone our different ways. What would you expect from chance encounters like that, and given the somewhat unusual circumstances of our acquaintance?

"It's complicated..."

What men should know: when her Facebook social network status says "It's complicated", it means just that-- she's probably in a relationship, but equally it's one of the following:

a. She's still exploring her options, having fun,  and doesn't want to get tied down;

b. She's in a relationship with a guy who doesn't want to get tied down (he's having all the fun); or

c. She's in a relationship that is potentially breaking up, and most probably a third party is involved.

But do take note: she didn't say she'd go out there and fuck every other guy that comes her way, so don't be mistaken this necessarily makes her an easy target for flirting or seduction-- it could well be the other way where she's just too tired of making things even more complicated than it already is by introducing yet another character into the picture.

It's quite amazing how we've come from straight-forward relationship status where you're either single, married, or divorced. Then there's the "open relationship"-- another misnomer because while it conjures up the idea that she's open to meeting new people, again it doesn't necessarily mean she's a promiscuous one out looking for sex.

I suppose it's all part of how we've evolved from being a somewhat sexually-repressed society into one that's more cosmopolitan and liberal. We're all free to pursue whatever relationship arrangements we could possibly think of, and that's the beauty of things, in my opinion.

Come to think of it, why bother with relationship statuses anyway? Can't we just make do with "companionship" and get on with whatever makes you both happy, from romantic coupling to casual friends-with-benefits/fuck-buddy arrangements?

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I am feeling a little sorry I'd chosen to walk away from a rather promising open friends-with-benefits option recently, but at the same time, I am a little apprehensive of a potentially sticky relationship where she starts to get a little too emotionally dependent and attached apart from the physicality of things.

Oh well. 

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So this marked my n-th return to the blogosphere, hopefully without the "sex blogger" reputation that plagued me since I started my first blog in 2002. I get it: I'm always fond of starting and deleting blogs, but you can't really blame me for it-- I don't want to be known as just another anonymous sex blogger-- not that anonymity doesn't work for me, it does; only I don't want to be just one of those blokes who gains readership by recounting the number of women I've shagged and such. I mean, really, much as this is a online little black book of sorts, I seriously hope that's not all there is to me. I do hope you realise there's more to me than just my online persona.

I'll share my stories, yes, but equally, I'd like to be known as someone who's more than a walking fucking dildo. 

I've given some thought to how I'd go about with this new blog: as usual, I'm not intending this to be a substitute for locker-room boasts of all the women I've had/am seeing; I don't profess to be the world's greatest lover, and neither is it my intention to shout out to the women out there that they should really try to sleep with me.

I do, however, like a space where, in addition to all the little escapades and rendezvous, I'd share more about my thoughts on other things pertaining to relationships and such...it's my way of saying yes, I do have a brain, and I'm not just a dick that wants to fuck around.

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All else said, it's nice to be back blogging. This time, I don't intend to go anywhere. :)