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The smooth and silky?
Posted:Aug 29, 2018 9:12 am
Last Updated:Sep 7, 2018 12:07 am
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I had the afternoon off...hang on, that's not right. I THOUGHT I had the afternoon off earlier today so I made an appointment at the hair saloon to get my hair cut. I went for lunch and was about to head down to the saloon when I get a call asking if I was sitting in on a meeting that I had suggested we have, but didn't include it into my calendar. So I then had to run back to the office, cancel my appointment and apologise to the hairdresser (who is an old friend of mine), sit in on a meeting that I initiated but am now not fully prepared, and perspiring like crazy. And the worst thing was, I had this line from the movie Don't Mess With The Zohan in my head, "you want the smooth and silky?"

I have no idea why, I didn't even watch the movie in its entirety, just caught snippets of it here and there. But that was popping in my head the whole afternoon. "You want the smooth and silky?" Fuck.

I'm thinking its the lack of sleep. I'm barely hitting 5 hours every night. I'm not sure if I should be complaining, so officially, this is NOT a complain. Its mostly self-inflicted. This week has been long, work wise. Early starts and late endings and all that. But when I get back to my room, what I should be doing is sleep, but since I like mixing pleasure with work so much, having the boyfriend around, we don't do a lot of sleep either

Again, don't get me wrong, as tiring as it is, getting back tired, getting jumped in the shower, being woken up countless times in the middle of the night for a romp or two (or five or six), it feels fucking great! hahahaa
I suppose great fucking IS fucking great. Feels like I'm 22 again. LOL. although I am pretty sure I need a holiday to recover from this

Speaking of youth, here's another 3-degree separation incident. I was in the train one morning (and FYI, rush hour is a BITCH!!! I literally had forgotten about it after moving away, but fuck me! Rush hour is madness!!) I saw another ex of mine. No, not the same one from the previous blog. This one was from waaaaaay back, when I was in school. First year in Uni. We went back to campus during one of the holidays, snuck into a lecture theatre and fucked. It was a thing for us at the time cos we did it a few times. It was then that ai realise, that you really can see everyone from the front

Which brings me back to the boyfriend. I kinda feel sorry for him, on some level, cos the only sex we have is usually rough. We didn't start off having rough sex, but somehow, every time we meet, I either want him to fuck me raw, pull my hair, slap, and all that, or I want to pull his hair, tie him down, grind his face, amongst other things. I don't know if we're rushing through this phase and end up getting bored with each other, or...I dunno. He's not saying anything otherwise so....then again, he's not one to say something until it gets too much. Ah well...we'll see. I'd like to explore this chain of thoughts bit further but he's back and uh...we gotta shower

It's midweek!! I got a day and a half before I fly back to Bali so, lemme enjoy this first, eh? There will be time to ponder later

Have a good rest of the week!
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More 3-degree stuff. Really. What are the odds
Posted:Aug 27, 2018 10:57 am
Last Updated:Aug 29, 2018 7:01 am
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I bump into enough Singaporeans in Bali. Even if I don't bum into them, I see enough of them. We're not that far away from each other. Perfectly understandable. BUT! I've never bumped into or met anyone from Bali in Singapore. Be it local Balinese or foreigners who liven Bali. It's just not that common.

Was out at dinner with a few friends, or what I thought was a few friends, on Sunday night. There were a lot more people there than I thought. Anyways. One of my friend introduced me to this guy and we got to talking. He said he found me familiar, and after awhile, he found out that I live in Bali. He was living there for 7 years, but left about 5 years ago. A little further into the conversation and. found out that he actually was the first person to have taught me surfing! That must have been about 10 years ago! Haha!! What are the odds?!?

I can only vaguely remember him but apparently he remembers both my friend and I Apparently my friend, at the time, was one of the few people who tried surfing in a thong bottom, and he even recalled my bikini bottom falling off a few times!! LOL Good gawd that brought back memories!

OKok, I wanted to post about a few other things but it's way past 2am here and I gotta be up in less than 5 hours Fuck these work trip are the worst. Why did I agree to this again...?

Y'all have a good week now!
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6 degrees?! More like 3 degrees of separation -_-
Posted:Aug 24, 2018 1:39 am
Last Updated:Sep 11, 2018 4:02 am
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Hiya! I've been trying to blog now for the past week or so. I've made two entries but they've disappeared, no doubt lost in hyperspace somewhere (do people even use the term hyperspace anymore? I am such an old foggie)

But! Fuck that. Let's just move on. Sooo....baring any interruptions, this is today's entry.

I'm back in Singapore and have been for a week now. Flew in last Friday for what was supposed to be a purely leisure trip, but it has now been extended into a somewhat work trip. I was supposed to fly in for the weekend cos I'm meeting the boyfriend here. He's got a shoot here and I'm kinda tagging along. I kinda let slip that I was in town and figured I'd squeeze in some work, and it has since escalated into an extended work trip. Which is fine, I don't mind being a bit productive. So that's that.

When I got in last Friday, I met the boyfriend directly in the hotel room that he's in. I had imagined that we'd meet, embrace, and start tearing each other's clothes off in what would be a passionate, lustful embrace. Of course, fantasy vs reality was always going to be different. But wasn't expecting it to be a bit awkward. Cos it was awkward when we met. We embraced, and we sat and talked for awhile before we went out for dinner, then had a few drinks. It wasn't until late at night that we finally got going. We made up for it though cos we didn't leave the room until Sunday evening I suppose the initial awkwardness was well worth it...? Does it work that way?

I also, rather ambitiously, promised I'd take over her slot last Sunday morning for a run. It was a fun race, but the thing was, I had to meet them before the race, which was about 5am in the morning, collect her fun pack (which includes number tags, t-shirts and stuff) and run the race in her place. She had suffered some bad shin splints the week before and found out that I was going to be back the same weekend as the race, and asked me and I stupidly said yes. Anyways. Clearly, I didn't make it. I had woken up early enough, but in the time when I was supposed to have met them and ran the race, I was a little occupied riding a dick that I was rather fond of. So...I guess the D won I told them I sprained my ankle and apologised, and had to fake a limp the first half of this week just to sell the lie. Heh...now THAT, is commitment

I've lived here most of my life. I've moved away a few times for extended periods of time, but mostly, I've lived here. I only moved to Bali, like...2 plus years ago...? maybe even less. Anyhow. My point is, I've been back for a week and I've been reminded again how confusing this place can be.

I didn't pack much clothes cos I wasn't planning on staying this long. (Also, I wasn't planning to be clothed a lot of the time) So I had to get some, especially if I had to go into office for a good few days. I was out shopping and I see a lotta girls in bootyshorts, which is nice. It IS hot AF here. No one bats an eyelid. But as soon as they see a nipple sticking through a t-shirt, I start getting "the look". I suppose its a give and take. Can't wine's all. heheh..

Which bring me to - a little downblouse incident - mine vs Celine.
There's an IT guy here who I've emailed on more than one occasion. We've liaised a lot since I joined and he's always been helpful. I've never met him the last few times I've been here but this time, I have. He's a nice guy. And oddly, every bit of the stereotyped "IT guy" image I have in my head. LOL. He's been helping me with a few things this past week and I keep catching him looking down my blouse. LOL. Like when I'm over at his desk and I'm bent over trying to look at the screen, I keep catching him looking down my blouse I thought, after the first few times, he'd be more cool about it, I mean, it IS the same thing, be it day one or day five. Anyhow. He needs to work on his discretion. Maybe I'll tell him

On to downblous 2. Celine is this French lady in the office. We're on the same team for a few projects, so she's been coming round to speak to me a few times. Earlier in the week, I was at my desk and she came round, bent over and was speaking to me. It must be a girl thing (like when she's speaking to another girl) cos she really wasn't bothered about it, so i really couldn't help looking but I noticed she had on a really nice, black lacy bra on. It's nice enough that I actually contemplated asking her where she got it But I think that'd be a really bad faux pas (is there ever a good faux pas?!). I'm guessing I have to let this go

Lastly, this being such a tiny place, socially as well as geographically, I bumped into an ex a few nights ago. I bumped into him over lunch, we chatted for a bit, then left. We've been each other's booty-call on more than a few occasions after we split, so the relationship has always been good. So it wasn't a huge surprise when he then texted me a few times during the day and it quickly got a bit flirty. I then bumped into his and his girlfriend that very evening when I was having dinner with the boyfriend. They were seated diagonally across me and his girlfriend had her back to me, and I was facing them. We greeted each other but said nothing else and went about our own dates, as they were.

I made it a point to not look over as much cos I really didn't want to spoil my own date. But once or twice, when I did peer over, I saw him (the ex) peeking over. Of course, I went and kinda pushed it a little. Before anything, I should add that I'm a little embarrassed by this. Towards to end of our meal, I excused myself and went to the ladies and removed my panties. I came back to my seat, hiked my skirt up a little higher than necessary and angled myself so I was facing the ex at his table. The thought of what I was doing kinda got me a bit excited so while we were sharing an ice-cream, I told the boyfriend to stretch out his hand under the table and I passed him my underwear. He saw it, and laughed, and promised to do all sorts of things to me. So we were giggling like a bunch of teenagers at our tables and at the corner of my eye, I see the ex's girlfriend getting up and walking towards the washroom. I faced the boyfriend again but turned my hips to face the ex, and uncrossed my legs and kept it apart for a good half minute before the boyfriend and I got up and left.

By the time we settled our bill and walked out, we passed the ex and his girlfriend at their table and we said our brief goodbyes and we left. By the time we got back to our room, I had all but forgotten about it cos the boyfriend and I were really going at it. I got up the next morning and check my hone and I got 8 msgs from the x at 4am in the morning telling me how he enjoyed seeing me over dinner

There's been a few back and forth raunchy texts between us but I haven't really had time to reciprocate. I'm not even sure if anything will happen with this booty call, cos I think I might be trying to balance too many things at once. I texted the husband to tell him about it and he, at least, enjoyed it Which is also a bit odd, cos the husband and I are on a sort of a break from each other, hence my trip our here. We've been arguing a lot the past few months but....we've maintained contact and are still communicating often enough so, I think it's helping.

Anyhow, it's a fucking Friday and I have to get back to work -_- I've got drinks with the team later this evening and the boyfriend (who went up to KL yesterday for another shoot) will be back tomorrow so, that's my weekend sorted. Then it's more work next week, then back to Bali. Have a good weekend y'all!!

Will post again soon.
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Flashing moments
Posted:Jul 30, 2018 6:36 am
Last Updated:Aug 24, 2018 10:41 pm
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HIya! Been awhile since my last blog entry. Haven't been all that inspired to blog mostly. I'd start then midway through, get distracted and then delete the entire thing. I'm on the road at the moment so, stuck in a hotel room. Might as well get out . This might be a bit haphazard but my brain is working chronologically now so, this might end up being in chronological order

I'm in HCM city in Vietnam for work and I got in late last night. Was supposed to start early this morning but the people I was supposed to meet had cancelled. I had about 2 hours of free time so I took the opportunity to treat myself a little. I took a nice long soak after breakfast, dried and creamed myself, then put a hydrating mask on and had music playing while I laid naked in bed. I must have been really relaxed cos I heard 2 knocks on my door, a lady's voice, then my room door swung open and the cleaning lady barged in. It's not like I couldn't be bothered to move, but she didn't really give me any time to respond. She comes in, sees me naked in bed with a mask on, and, get this, she just stands there with her cleaning cart holding my room door open.

I turned my head to face her and. I can see the hallway. I didn't say anything but I turned my palms up, signalling or indicating, wtf? To her credit, without skipping a beat, she asked if she could clean the room. I'm like, "yeah. Why the fuck not." I DID ask her to close the door though, which she did only after people had walked past and looked in of the mdid a double take really quickly. So I just laid there on my bed while this strange, but admittedly, kinda cool cleaning lady cleaned up my room for 5 mins. So yeah, that was this morning. LOL

Which has been somewhat of a theme in the past week. I was cooking on Friday afternoon when the husband came back from his work trip. He was carrying his own luggage and had got the cab driver to help him carry giant bottles of water. It's the ones where you overturn them onto a dispenser, so they were quite heavy. The thing is, the water dispenser was in the kitchen where I was cooking by the stove so I couldn't just leave. And I had nothing on except one of the husband's old basketball jersey. Which is essentially, a sleeveless net - it didn't cover much. The cab driver was a little awkward when he first saw me, but he definitely took a bit longer putting the second bottle in the kitchen. . Does that count as flashing?

And speaking of flashing.

I've very very recently moved out of my friend's place and back to the area where I had to move out from earlier. Sounds confusing? Yeah. Believe me, real pain in the ass. But anyhoo. It's a little further out but essentially, I'm back in the old neighbourhood, I guess. So I've been back to my regular gym and nude you classes. Had my first class since moving back over the weekend and I've been warned, well, all the students attending the class were warned of a flasher in the area. He's also been propositioning some of the ladies. I didn't pay much attention to it until after class when I was walking back to my bike. Turns out this flasher is 70+ year old man, just lurking outside and showing some of the ladies his dick. LOL

I was walking with another lady from class and he whistled to get our attention, then he used his hands to signal us over. I didn't think much of him and even joked to her how he'd literally get a heart attack if he ever found out we actually do our yoga nude. I was quite nonchalant about it all until she mentioned he actually flashed himself to a 9 year old girl and her mom a few weeks before. Then I got really angry and was about to turn around to see if he was still watching us but he was gone. So yeah. Now we have a flasher around. -_-

Onto something little more....light hearted but still equally irritating - I went for a massage a few weeks back. It was full body massage that was part of a day spa. That's relevant cos not a lot of massage places actually get you fully nude for full body massage these days. But anyways. It was a full body massage and I did mine nude. It was good, the massage, I feel I should add that. But yes, massage. The message therapist was massaging my lower back and glutes cos I was complaining to her how they were really tight. At one point she was massaging my butt and she was massaging outwards and she invariably pulled my asscheeks apart. The massage, like I mentioned earlier, felt great. The sensation of having your butt cheeks pulled apart and have a cold...not cold. But cooler air blow up my ass as my butt cheeks were pulled apart, at the time, really irritated me, for some reason.

It's like fucking doggystyle and the guy grabs handfuls of your ass and not only squeezes, but pulls at the same time. You get that splitting feeling that, when not aroused, doesn't feel so nice. It's funny too cos when aroused, especially if the guy's hands are big, its fucking hot. I think cos that's usually followed by feeling him slam into me and feeling his balls slam into me hard. And uh...at times, well, most times, I like that But yes, I'm gonna add this to the list of things (and there are many for this list is long) that are usually fine when aroused, but the exact opposite when not aroused.

And on that sour note, I gotta run. Thanks for reading
Will try and post a lil more.
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The disparity is disturbing. Lack of effort? I think so...
Posted:Jul 17, 2018 11:42 pm
Last Updated:Aug 13, 2018 5:05 am
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Headed into town today and was reminded why I make it a point to not want to head into town😝. It’s hot AF, crowded and just....too friggin frantic for my liking. (Then again, I haven’t had the best of weeks so.... acting like an cranky fart. And yes, very much aware of that)

Anyhow, running through what I need to do in town and one thing I’ve noticed is how in some couples, particularly the ones that are have been dating for awhile but not long, and ones where the guys are older than the girls. I hate to stereotype and I KNOW generalising here, but the females look like they bothered putting something nice on, and the males just simply, don’t. not saying one is more attractive than the other although sometimes that’s the case, but it really appears like the males, or those males, just can’t simply care about being presentable. Like really? I know it’s got nothing to do with me but I found myself getting irritated and agitated by it😊

A couple just walked past and the lady was in a nice dress, and the guy was in a tshirt that didn’t fit and shorts that look like they belong in a bedroom. Like come on! A lil effort pls...?

I know I know...none of my business. For all I know she might like em sloppy....?😳. being a real cranky puss. Rant over. Gonna continue skulking on my own. Hope your weekend went well. If you must know (I know you don’t, but gonna tell you anyway🤪), mine sucked. Not in any good way. Sucked in a not-satisfying way. Boo!
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So many questions, so little answers
Posted:Jul 14, 2018 12:41 am
Last Updated:Aug 13, 2018 5:06 am
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Hooberstank. I just heard them through the speakers at the gym this morning. They didn't stink. I wonder who Hoober is? And do I now refer to them as a one-hit wonder? I'm sure they had other hits...I just don't know them. Would they then be counted as hits? I wonder if they're still around...soo many questions....

I unearthed an old pair of Nike workout tights this morning and wore them to the gym. I left the house thinking they fit really nicely, and was so proud of myself for finding them again. Kinda like a new buy, yet not. Warmed up, still, the tights felt great. Midway through the workout, it all came back to me, why I had put them away. I was doing intervals today and one box jump after another, my tights started sliding down. So I tugged them up, and folded the top down. I had to fold it down twice and it was still loose. No big deal, right? I got through the workout and was on my own warming down and I caught my own reflection in the mirror and thought, yeah. Cos I had pulled my tights so far up it was literally hugging every crevice of my ass. And I thought, yeah....made my butt look great! LOL

I found a space on the floor to stretch and midway through that, it hit me. Cos I've been tugging my tights up my ass, the front would have been tugged up too. And lo-and-behold, cameltoe I thought about it for 2 seconds before deciding to fuck it. I was done anyway, so I took another 10 minutes to finish my stretch before hitting the showers. Which brings me to:

Super hairy lady
I stepped out of the showers and was greeted (ok, maybe wasn't greeted. But it certainly caught my attention) by the biggest bush ever. Like Amazonian jungle bush. Forest. She looked like she was in her late 40s. And strangely enough, I felt a little self conscious. Me and my hairless pussy. LOL It's super strange cos I've never felt that way before....but for some reason, seeing that jungle made me self conscious. Ah well.

Then to make things worse, I felt like I had to go talk to her about it. I felt compelled to. Like I wanted to ask her if she trips it. Like how long has she left it to grow? Has she ever taken it off? I texted the husband, who was waiting outside for me, telling him about it. And he told me to NOT approach her. lol. Apparently it's socially a "faux pas" to approach another gym goer nude in the lower room.
I wanted to, but I didn't. Now those questions will forever go unanswered...

Mutual cheating
Oh! Moving on to something a lil more....freaky. Well, to me at least. I've been catching up with an old friend of mine this past week. Just messaging each other on the phone. It came up that she was married now, so I asked if she married the guy she was with when we were working together. Turns out, she didn't marry that boyfriend of her. I then found out (well, she told me....I didn't pry. I swear ) that they had dated for a few years, and had serially cheated on each other.

It came to a point where it was tit-for-tat, and it just kept escalating. So in the end, she sat him down and asked him if he wanted t settle down. If they did, the cheating had to stop. She even suggested an open relationship, and all things considered, I thought it was where they were headed anyway. He then told her he can't settle down with her cos he can't trust her. -_- Like seriously? But I guess it was fair enough. If he can't move past what was already done, then I guess its never gonna work.

And THEN, here comes the kicker, she sends me a family photo, and I find that the current husband, looks very much like her ex!! Fuck! This is x-files shit. But I guess if you know you like a certain type, the nall your partners are all gonna be looking alike...right?

Shit....this is some thick, Freudian thingamajig. Too much for a weekend. I'm just gonna leave it here.

What I will squeeze in is a little gripe. Left my last blog pointing out quite inconspicuously how I needed a good fuck. Well, sad to say that hasn't happened. Ive got one more opportunity to get that right tonight cos the husband leave tomorrow for a pretty long work trip.

Now, as simple as that may seem, I am caught in a quandary. The husband has been cranky AF the last week. Moody and basically acting like a complete jerk. I'd like to address his behaviour of the past weeks, but that would require time and energy. IF we do this, it could go completely south and fuck up (poor choice of words, I know) any chance of a good fuck. IF it goes well, it would also sap both our energies and potentially ruin the chance of a good fuck. IF I let it be, or try and let it go, we go about with our lives like the past week didn't happen, then I may be able to...manoeuvre us into a situation where I actually can finally get a good fuck. But will I be able to truly enjoy it, feeling like I've been treated poorly?

Know what I mean? Shit. Gotta think fast on this one. Ok, I'm out. Got my work cut out for me.
Again, thanks for reading y'all. I'm out.
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Dumbass moments - dontcha just love them :P
Posted:Jul 12, 2018 11:05 pm
Last Updated:Aug 14, 2018 8:07 pm
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Hola! I WAS gonna start by bitching about a few things but its a Friday and I think we could all use LOT less negativity heading into the weekend. So no bitching. I'll try not to anyway. In stead, collating some of the pretty dumb stuff I've been guilty of the past few weeks.

Inappropriately dressed:
This one is bad....but, at the very east, I wasn't alone . We got invited to a party at a friend's place. It was World Cup themed, so we were supposed to come dressed according to the teams we supported. I watch football (that's soccer to my North American readers) but I had no idea the who, what, where and why of the World Cup as far as teams go, so I ran with France. Only cos I had a little French maid outfit.

Now here we were, both the husband and I thinking it was "that" kind of a party. His idea of a costume was to bring a jar of Belgian chocolate spread and use it on himself when the clothes came off. So aside from a jar of otherwise inconspicuous spread, he was dressed normal. I on the other hand, was in a full regalia French maid outfit. Luckily, I had thrown on a t-shirt on top just so I wouldn't make the journey there too awkward. But yeah. When we got there, we realised, it was just a gathering to watch football A lot of the other people there even brought their along. LOL

Now of COURSE the husband and I didn't say anything to anyone. We just had to fend off questions about my "interesting skirt" We caught the first half of the first match. I can't even remember who played cos we cooked up some excuse and ran home. We're still laughing about it

Nosy neighbour:
This one's on-going. This is super embarrassing on a personal level but...fuck it. It is what it is
We've moved in with a friend while we're still sorting out our living arrangements. Living next to us is a family. I have no idea how many of them live there, or how they look like beyond that cos I've never seen them before. I've only heard them leaving the house or coming back in the evening. Anyhow. What got me intrigued by them was seeing their laundry one afternoon. I was passing their place and they had their laundry out in their yard, which I can look into on my way out.

I saw a few pretty large bras. Like the cup sizes were huge. I then noticed some regular sized panties. I had walked past their place when it hit me. Like what does this person look like? Large tits?!? How unproportionate can this person be? Right? I mean, I suppose it "could" be two different people. But still. THAT got the nosy neighbour in me awake and I've been trying to sneak a peek at how they actually look like. LOL
Yes yes yes.....I know. a busybody

Porn before gym:
This one is beyond dumb. I was complaining to a friend I work out with about how tired I was. This was sometime last week. He then suggested a few things like an energy drink or coffee. I was like, yeah...ok. Then, he suggested watching some porn before my workout. Like wait....what?! He then told me he read somewhere about how increase testosterone/estrogen levels actually help with a boost in energy. It all sounded plausible. So I gave it a try.

All it ended up doing was making me distracted, and then subsequently frustrated the entire evening. First off, I had to actually find something that.....did it for me. That took awhile First I had to figure out what kind of mood I was in, etc etc. Once I got that down, I watched it for a bit and...yeah, I got down with it. It got me going. Then I had to stop cos it was time to go. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to keep the arousal or could I rub one out...? Either way, I didn't have time. Went to the gym, and all I could think of was how badly I wanted to fuck. Which then prompted me to think of the time I was in the club in China with the boyfriend and his two friends. And I think, at this moment, there's nothing hotter than leaving the club with 3 guys.

I think it's the knowing I want to go back and fuck each of their brains out, and yet not knowing if it was going to happen. The flirting and arousal from the entire evening, and the anticipation. Anyways. Yea, so THAT memory came jogging back. And all this while I was trying to lift and run and jump and shit? Nah-uh. Nope. Didn't work out for me. So that was a washout. I was horny. Then I was mildly tired, but didn't really get a full workout so that felt...incomplete. Then I went back and got pretty furious in the shower and still ended up not fully satisfied. Last time trying that

So there we go. Dumbass moments. It's the weekend so, let's hope things pick up.
And as usual, thanks for reading and let's hope we all get laid. I could use a good fuck. Like seriously
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Weird confessions on sex addiction and masturbation...?
Posted:Jul 6, 2018 2:01 am
Last Updated:Jul 12, 2018 9:39 pm
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This is gonna be weird. And embarrassing. Mostly cos it's....somewhat true. But also cos I've always thought I was more discreet and in control. Anyhow. This covers several things.

Let's start with this. The husband and I have been out and about a fair bit this week checking out potential places to move into. We're currently housing at a friend's place and, while nice, it's....not the same. And quite frustrating and tiring living out of boxes. So we've been actively searching and we've seen some nice places. But I digress. We've been out and about, and this morning he finally told me to dial it down. To relax and keep it under control. I had no idea what the fuck he was on so, I asked.

Apparently, not as discreet as I thought I was when checking people out. So every place we went, he was naming the people that I was actively checking out. And the worst thing was, he was right. I WAS checking them out. But I had thought I was more discreet than that. I didn't know or realise that I was doing it blatantly. The husband wasn't pissed though, just...very matter of fact. Which makes it a lot more embarrassing. Fuck ... I gotta learn some skills for self control

Moving on to the next item on the list. And this one, he was pissed. Rightly so...? Yeah. Anyhow.

Backstory - my first trip to China for work this , the boyfriend had flew in and met me there. It wasn't planned, and the bf didn't inform me til late so I didn't inform the husband. I ended up hooking up with the bf during the trip and even met some of his friends and we had a good, fun time. Like group-action fun time. The husband wasn't pleased with it in the beginning but we talked it out and we made it work. We even facetimed for awhile while I was with the bf and his friends. Apparently its "a thing". But anyhow, that was that.

My second trip into China I had made plans to meet up with the bf again, and hopefully his friends too. But that didn't turned out as planned (in one of my previous post). More importantly, I had neglected to inform the husband that I was going to meet the bf again. After. Got back, he didn't ask so I kinda didn't mention it. It somehow came up the week after and then it kinda blew up in my face. I gotta hold my hands up on this one. It was my fault for not informing. I get it

The conversation that followed though, cut a little deeper. He's convinced I've got a sex addiction problem. Like seriously. I've always thought it was something people use as an excuse when they get caught cheating. I don't think I have a problem. I DO try and have a LOT of sex, but its with people that in a committed relationship with. Like if all my relationships fail, not gonna just run out and fuck the first stranger.....actually, hang on. Let's not go there.

But in any case, THAT conversation we had is actually making re-think a lotta things. So I dunno...we'll have to review this. I mean, that's why I blog, right? Therapy of sorts. That's that though.

Onto something a little more....personal preference-ish. This , I have found, I have had a lot more anal sex than I usually have. Definitely more than last . Like....we are 7 months into the . I've had more anal sex in the first 6 months of this than I've had the whole of last . Waaaay more. Like prep work and all. Seriously getting into it. One main reason is cos, well....I like it Like I've always been a fan, but this ...I dunno, I really like it. So much so that recently, I've found that I even need something in my ass when I masturbate.

I used to think that if I need to, I can just rub one out in the bathroom. No big deal. Gawd damn it. AM I now one of those people who HAVE to have something else going on to masturbate? Like does masturbation now need to be an event? Fuck I hope not. That can be tiring. LOL

Ah well....it's the weekend so....(whatever that means )
sure Ill at least figure that last bit out. The rest? Might take a bit longer. Once again, thanks for reading y'all!
Hope you have a good weekend, and, as always, hope you get laid!
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Why I’m swearing off underwear😣
Posted:Jun 30, 2018 8:47 pm
Last Updated:Jul 10, 2018 11:17 am
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So i moved. 😑. It’s neother a “yay” or a “nay” at the moment, cos we’re actually living st a friends place for the time being while we sort our own shit (a more permanent accommodation) out. Jury’s still out though. It’s a nice enough place (I AM grateful for a place to stay for now) but I’m just not feeling it. Plus it IS quite unsettling living out of a few boxes.

Anyhow. Since this is not home, I’ve had to be clothed a lot more. I just realised how much less washing I had to do before cos I was nude most of the time when I’m home. We moved in yesterday officially and I e already gone through a few set of clothes. See, here’s the problem for those not living in this climate - humidity.

Humidity is also the reason I’m not gonna wear underwear anymore.

Okok, that was a stretch. I will continue to wear underwear on some occasions, but mostly, I won’t. It usually goes between hot AF and rain here, a few times in a day, fluctuating between the two. And I’m sweating through my underwear like a broken faucet. Not funny. So yeah, if I’m gonna have to be clothed at “home” now, I’m not bothering with underwear. Fuck that😝. I DO need to wear a bra though, that much I e resigned to. Well, “modesty” is one thing, but age has dictated that my tits move in directions that I disagree with.

Someone told me this years ago, wear a bra or your breasts will sag. Did I listen then? Nope. So I Guess I shouldn’t be all mad with gravity. But still. Fuck you gravity🤪. Which reminds me, I need more bras🙄
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I think I broke a dick 😳
Posted:Jun 29, 2018 12:35 am
Last Updated:Jul 5, 2018 4:32 am
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I knew it! Knew it knew it knew it! The very minute I say I want to have a good time, or I make plans to have a good time, it literally fucks up. I just got back from my second trip to China in as many months. The first one went really well. Like fucking well. Literally. This one.....went a little sideways.

First up, work was insane. I was pulling 13-14 hour days every day I was there. I kinda got a hint it was gonna be busy (why else would they spend the money to fly me back up, right?) but this was insane. Still, put in my time and that got through. Then there’s the time outside of work. Let’s start from the top.

I was supposed to fly in late Sunday night but delays meant I only got in early, early Sunday morning. I had told the Boyfriend to not wait cos I could cab it to my hotel. So I got off the plane tired and cranky. Then I got through security and was headed to the cab stand and who do I see? My very own knight in shining armour! The Boyfriend was there to pick me up! It was a nice surprise, and a much needed one, to be honest. Naturally I HAD to take him back with me to the hotel and what could have been a 5-hour sleep became 3 hours. 😝. I had to leave him sleeping in bed cos I was slightly late the next morning.

Went through the first day and we both decided we’d need some rest, so it was straight back to the hotel and I crashed. Tuesday night, we were supposed to meet up with his two friends who I got nicely acquainted with on my last trip but I had a late work function and had to cancel. By the time I had got back to my room, it was close to midnight. I had texted the Boyfriend to see if they were still out, but they had all left. I then asked him if he was up to coming over and he replied that he was already on his way 😊. So we didn’t get much sleep that night either.

Wednesday was officially my last working day there, and all through the day the Boyfriend and I had been planning what we’d get up to at night. The plan was, he and his friends would come over to my hotel room for the night before I check out the next day and stay over at his place for a day before leaving. I had already extended my stay and we figure we’d spend the extra day together, just the two of us. So all through Wednesday I was patching myself up for...what I thought would be an eventful evening. I even joined a few of the local colleagues for a few drinks.

It was slightly past midnight when I got back to my room, and was texting the Boyfriend, asking him when “the boys” would be over. I got a reply telling me he was on his way, and that his Friend wouldn’t be joining. I was a bit disappointed, but I asked and he didn’t elaborate, so I’m thinking something went wrong. I mean, seriously, nothing fucks up friendship like sex. I don’t know for sure cos I didn’t think it was a good time to pry, but I kinda left it. The Boyfriend then asked if I was disappointed, and I told him yes, I was looking forward to something similar to the last time. He then asked if there was anything he could do. I was thinking of a few things, but figured fuck it. I was already a little buzzing from drinks, I went to soak in the tub while I waited, and I just replied with four words. “Rough sex, all night” 😉

He came by and I answered the door without clothes on. We didn’t speak, but we did make a fair bit of noise😝. I got him into the shower, pressed him into the wall, dropped to my knees and was sucking him off. I moved to sucking on his balls when he grabbed a fistful of hair, swapped spaces with me, pressed the back of my head to the wall and face fucked me. I never thought I’d be comfortable with the gagging but....time and place, I suppose😋

The first hour (ok, less than an hour...😝) was him dragging me around and fucking me around the room. We even popped open a window and I had my head sticking out the window while he held my hands behind me while he was slamming into me from behind. It was hot😝. He blew his load on my chest. I had wasntes it on my face but he couldn’t hold out and kinda exploded. Lol

I was playing with his cum while we both rested and apparently, that’s like his “thing” so....he got hard again quite quickly. (Don’t you just love young dick..🤪). I figured this was my turn. He was fingering me when I told him to lie down on the bed. I told him to get comfortable cos I climbed on top of him and sat on his face. It took quite a Long time, and there were points where I kinda thought he was gasping for air, but I made him make me cum😋. If I wasn’t so aroused, I thought him actually looking tired after I got up was quite funny. Lol

I laid on the edge of the bed and put my feet on his shoulders while he was slamming his hips into mine. At one point he had climbed up onto the bed and had pushed my legs so far up my knees were literally, beside my ears. This went on for awhile and were we both sweating like crazy when I got him to sit on the edge of the bed while I straddled him. It’s funny. I’ve always been very self conscious about how my breasts hang when I bend over (sounds silly, but it’s really a thing. Lol. For me at least 🤪). But it’s never an issue with the guys though. Lol. The Husband likes it, and apparently, so does the bf.

I was bouncing and grinding on his lap and my breasts were literally slapping his face. Lol. And that got him thrusting upwards harder, which then got me going even more. He caught my left nipple in his mouth and was sucking and nibbling on them furiously. At this point, we had already given each other more than a few bite marks, so the pain threshold had increased.....quite a bit. I kept telling him to go harder. And he kept biting down on it. I was right about to cum when he had thrust his hips up and I was trying to grind down hard, and he slipped out of me (we were both sweating like crazy, and I was wet AF so...in hindsight, hardly surprising) and I kinda slammed downwards, and forwards on his erect dick.

He literally screamed and bowled over into a foetal position. He kinda hit me really hard in a really awkward position too, so I was rolling on the floor trying to figure out if holding my lower abdomen or my crotch was better. We spent a good 10mins just laying there. I got up first and went to check on him. Poor boy was tearing, and was holding the base of his dick. This has happened before, so I kinda knew what was up. But I kinda panicked a bit when I saw his dick. It was a bit swollen. Like not in a good way. I had room service deliver some ice and we iced his dick for pretty much the whole night. Off and on. You know. I’m no idiot🤪

I had to Google “broker dick” to check if it WAS really broken. And good gawd those images would really kill any mood😳. He was walking gingerly the whole of Thursday and we didn’t do anything except rest, I suppose. It was anti climatic but I was really worried. The swelling went down and he actually went to the dr this morning. THAT would have been quite a sight. I would have loved to have been there just to see how hilariously awkward it must have been. Lol

But yeah, it’s officially not broken, but he’s uh...gonna be out for awhile. A few weeks he said. Heh. I Guess it’s not a bad thing we’re in different countries. I’m nursing some wounds of my own. I’m quite sore down south and my nipples are....still quite tender😣

So there we go. Long post, thanks for reading. IF you did. Didn’t turn out as planned (why am I not surprised😬). I’m moving this weekend! So that is really gonna be a bitch. Have a good weekend y’all!
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Last trip to China, I made some friends ;)
Posted:Jun 23, 2018 1:05 am
Last Updated:Jun 27, 2018 7:17 pm
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Its the weekend! I skipped the gym this morning cos I really wanted to vegetate on my front lawn and soak up sun for what could be the very last time before I move. I'm not being melodramatic (ok, maybe a little), but I'm leaving tomorrow for a work trip (I'm also trying to squeeze in a fair bit of fun too...) before coming back towards the end of next week, and then we've got be be out of our current lodging before the end of the month. Yes. So...that was the plan this morning. Skipped the gym, picked out a nice book, got my towel and tanning lotion, and so of course it rained. And then we found that the wifi was down. So I got dressed, rode out to this cafe and here I am. I have to check in online for my flight tomorrow so, since I'm online, might as well blog, no?

There were a few things I wanted to post on but I think I should write about my last China trip be fore my next China trip.
Last one was about a month ago and I was in Taiwan for work, then had to fly into Shanghai. The bf and the husband joined me on that trip in Taipei and we had a great time. I flew into Shanghai and the bf joined up with me and it was a really last minute thing (him deciding to join me). He's originally from Shanghai but he works mostly in HK now. The first few days there I was literally just commuting between my hotel to the office so we didn't get up to much. I then decided I'd extend a day so we could spend some time together cos he's been bugging me about showing me around.

The last night, we decided we'd make a nice evening out of it. We had done dinner and I was already knocking back a few glasses of wine. He then brought me to a club where we met two of his friends. I can't recall if they grew up together, but they definitely done some work together, but they seemed really chummy, and they were really nice (and they were rather cute), so I warmed up to them pretty quickly. We ended up playing some silly drinking games. I had thought I had grew out of it, but guess not . We had knocked back a few and I was already feeling the buzz. I can't even recall what music they were playing but I went in (we were seated in an outdoor area) and felt the beat, and started dancing. I didn't want to dance alone so I went back and dragged the boys with me.

I was wearing a slinky dress (it's from wicked weasel, if it helps paint a clearer picture) and every time I bend over or move too quickly, my breasts would threaten to pop out from the sides. LOL. So the boyfriend has been nice enough to help adjust my dress or prompt me when this happens, and he's been doing it the whole evening. (Now I'd usually don't need this much help, but I have had a few drinks...) Dancing really didn't help the situation but at one point I was literally dancing between these three guys, and they all chipped in to help protect my modesty. Or rather, "protect my modest" It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out they were copping a feel here and there.

At ont point I had thought it was the boyfriend's hands that had tugged on the side of my dress. It was right by my right breast, so I grabbed the hand and squeezed it. In turn, the hand cupped my breast and squeezed that. I leaned into him and we were still dancing, and his other hand had slid over my belly and was sliding up. I realised then that it wasn't the boyfriend cos this guy was too short. I looked up and the boyfriend was right in front of me and I pulled him in and we just rubbed up against each other. Didn't take long before someone suggested we leave. We caught a cab back to the boyfriend's place and it didn't kick right off. It was a little awkward.

We ended sitting in the living room talking, and I was literally falling asleep. The alcohol had kicked in Something had to be done fast, so I asked the boyfriend to give me a shoulder rub. I moved in front of him and was sitting on the same seat between his legs. One of his friends then it could be like a spa, if I wanted a foot massage as well. I was like, "yeah! They might be awkward, but at least they're not dumb"

They moved the coffee table and sat on the floor, each "massaging' one foot. All they really did was hike my dress up and parted my legs. I leaned back into the boyfriend and his hands move from my shoulders to my breasts, then downwards to my crotch. That was the quickest, and most fucked up massage cos it last about 20 seconds before I suggested we move into the shower and clean up quickly. DIdn't take long before we were in the bedroom and I was sitting on the edge of the bed facing three dicks, fully at attention.. LOL

They got really quiet when I had them stand in front of me and I taking turns blowing one while jerking the other two off. I got the boyfriend to lie down and I climbed and sat on his chest while he went down on me, and got the other two guys to stand while I continue sucking them off. They then got a bit weird when I got them close enough that both their dicks were almost touching. They started giggling and it got awkward. LOL. So yeah, there was a LOT of laughing and giggling. Not the hottest of threesomes...wait, is that foursome? Well not the hottest, but it was quite fun. It was lucky they managed to keep it light-hearted and fun.

We tried a few things, but since the other two have zero experience being naked around each other OR being with more than one partner, a lot of it didn't go according to plan. I asked if they wanted to all cum on me. I haven't done that in awhile and was really getting into it. Then one of them came while watching We moved a seat from the dresser beside the bed, and I got them to all sit around while I climbed from one person to the next, taking turns riding them. I rode the boyfriend first, then climbed onto the next guy. Before I got to the third guy, he ripped his condom off and blew his load all over himself.
I stuck with the two and gave him time to recover.

Then I found out one of them never had anal sex before, so he asked if I was up for it. I was already thinking of a long overdue DP, so I went yeah. I got the bf to start cos I knew he'd start slow. We started nice and progressed a fair bit before, not surprisingly, we couldn't coordinate for it We did end up having anal sex, but it was...stuttering at best. Had to keep telling him to slow down at first, then when it was time to speed up, he tapped out. Heheh...at least I popped that cherry. LOL

The whole night was mostly just me taking turns on them, or them on me. Either way works. It could have gone smoother, for sure. But what I found the hottest was the idea of being intoxicated and being taken advantage of, but still knowing its safe. Fuck I think that's hot . SO yeah, in a nutshell that was my last night there. We did spend the morning picking up where we left off, but we were all sober and it was definitely more intimate, but less.....I dunno. I can't find the word.

Anyhow. That was the last trip. I'm secretly hoping it'll be similar this time round, hence me specifically packing lingerie and uh...some toys But we'll see. Every time I plan for stuff like that it usually fucks up. Not in a good way. Ill uh...post when I'm back. For now, I gotta run. Gotta go view a potential future accommodation.

Again, thanks for reading Have a good weekend y'all!
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Anus on display?
Posted:Jun 19, 2018 9:20 pm
Last Updated:Jun 22, 2018 8:11 am
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There was a storm last night and I woke up with no wifi. Actually, I woke up with no electricity at all, which is pretty common here. Well, common enough. So I now find myself in a cafe cos I have work to do, instead of enjoying this cool, midweek morning, naked at home. Also, I got here pretty early, and there were a handful of people here. Most, if not all look like travellers (I'd recognise the few who actually live here). And gawd damn don't people shower in the morning? It was drizzling but I had to pick a seat outside cos the inside seating area literally, smells of sweat, and sleep. Which is disgusting. I feel sorry for the servers

Anyhow. A few things to get through.
Im almost d with the packing and we've at least, tied down a place to move into, albeit a temporary (we're staying at a friend's place while we tie down the details of a more permanent accommodation). It's supposed to be this week but it's been pushed to next week. Im flying into China again, and this time, I actually surprised myself by accepting the boyfriend's invitation to stay at his place. How are those points related?

Well, packing, as much as it being a real pain in the ass, does unearth some gems. I dug up bags worth of lingerie. LOL
These are the s I literally forgot. I can't believe I used to wear some of them out! Anyhow. I bought some, some were given to me by other people. I took them out, cleaned them up and found that I could still fit into most of them. Now, seeing as the last time I was in China, I had a really, really great time with the boyfriend. And of his friends. But that's another story. So seeing as how we're about to try to pick things up where we left off (although we've both not mentid it formally), I figured I'd at least pack for a little more fun.

Which brings me to: What's the protocol on lingerie?
Do you wear lingerie given to you by ex partners? Guess the only person getting irked out would be me I'm the only that knows what's been d in and around those old lingeries. LOL
I guess I also just answered my own question

Moving on then.
Sunday morning there was an Intimidating Russian lady who showed up for nude yoga with her . I think she's just passing through, although I can't be certain, but I think she's friends with the yoga instructor cos they were rambling to each other before and after class in Russian and they seemed pretty chummy. In any case, her looks like he was in his mid teens, and I was kinda self-conious/worried/not-too-comfortable showing my anus to a , know what I mean?

But heck, his mom was there so, I kinda left it. She was super tall, like a head taller than I am (I'm 1.77m tall, so I'm not exactly tiny..) Plus she was quite forceful in her actions, and sounded like she was barking orders all the time. Maybe it's just the language. But either way, she came across quite intimidating. That plus her being present, made it quite an awkward class. So awkward in fact, I almost didn't gawk at her enormous tits, or admire her full on 70s bush

So basiy, from the bottom up, she was all legs, full on blonde bush, nice abs, giant, gravity defying tits, long, slick back, tied up blonde hair, with a forceful sounding, thick Russian accent With a in tow. Yeah, Sunday morning's class was a bit awkward.

Which kinda got me thinking, for some, silly, twisted reason, putting your anus on dis (like in public, on a nude beach, or in this case, a nude yoga class. Not like in a case in an exhibition...that's be....twisted) is probably of the most self-conious thing you can do. Right? Or is this just me?
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Of underwear, old school Volleyball shorts and face fucking
Posted:Jun 13, 2018 5:09 am
Last Updated:Jun 20, 2018 4:55 am
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Ah...good to be back! Good’ol Balinese island paradise weather of......rain 😑 Had to fly down to Vietnam early Tuesday and I just got back. It’s odd cos it’s a very short trip but feels like such a relief to be back. Probably cos I still have to pack!!!

I’m still moving. We’re still being evicted. But the more positive news is, the Husband is back in the fold. He got back late Monday night and made peace with full body massages in evening 😝. Yes yes....I know I know. I gave in too easy. But what can I say....I’m a sucker for good massages. 🤷🏻‍♀️. Plus, make up sex. I mean, all that pent up emotions make for pretty good fucking. 😉. Also, I realised....actually, no. I didn’t just realise. I realised long ago but...I Guess I re-realised.....i doubt that’s a proper word. Anyhow, I like face fucking 😝

For some reason, I find it embarrassing to admit. Was talking to the Husband about it too. Like both, receiving and giving. There’s something about having his dick, or a dick that I like, the tip hitting the back of my throat, and his belly pressing against my face, that’s quite a turn on😝. The other way round too, like in 6 when his balls are pressed into my nose. Although I’m not crazy about all the drooling🤪. Giving is fun too, handful of hair, or I actually like grabbing the ears 😋. But it’s selective, cos of the person isn’t clued in, hitting teeth is. A. Bitch. I suppose that’s the same for guys too..?

Anyhow. I’m getting sidetracked. What was I talking about? Oh yeah, packing. It’s amazing what you’d find. It’s even more amazing considering I did this exact thing only about ago when we moved here. Figured I’d have diovered all that could be rediovered from your wardrobe. But! I found my old Volleyball shorts 🤪. Like old. Of course I had to try them on. And it gave me a rash cos it’s a lil dusty. And the elasticity is g. But it kinda fit. I was a lil bigger back then.

And I can’t fucking believe I, or we, as in the entire team, used to prance around in what looks like men’s Swimming trunks🤣. These days both Volleyball shorts AND men’s swim trunks are basically boy shorts. Tights. Like exercise shorts/tights. Gawd damn it brought back memories. Lol

So that brings me to something else I thought I had to write about. Underwear. The whole Volleyball shorts thing had me messaging an old friend of mine. We were both in the volleyball team and we haven’t contacted each other in a long time. Naturally, we started updating each other and it got round to my situation and packing. It then moved to the topic of underwear and, get this, she has over 60 pairs. Not even general term, not bras. Just panties. 60! Why would any need 60 pairs?!? I used to have a fair bit, then I threw them out (like there’s really no point keeping old s 🤪). And granted, I don’t wear a lot here. But damn..60 pairs!

So yeah, that was my week thus far. Back to more packing, but at this point, it’s throwing everything into boxes and sorting them out later cos I might have to travel again next week. So yeah, we’ll see. I’ll post something a lil more interesting next . Or I’ll try. I’ve still got my last trip with the bf I haven’t posted about😣

Thanks for readin 😊
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