The Libertine in Bed


Between books and lingerie
November 18, 2007, 8:53 pm
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This month is going to be tough as I’m pretty broke, I bought a nice set of lingerie that looks similar to this, and a whole truckload of books.
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Of course I’m neither Caucasian or possess a taut hot bod like this, although we seem to have similar bust size. What do you guys think of this piece? It is a good choice?

I have a good plan when to use this and I am really crossing my fingers that he finds this enticing. I’m also looking forward to lose my anal virginity. Now where did I put that buttplug that a dear friend gave me as a gag gift? She has some foresight.

Anyway in an earlier post I mentioned about trying to keep my urges in check when at work, well I failed. Failed amazingly. For about 30 minutes I twaddled and putting it off before rushing off to my favourite cubicle. I like it because it is the cleanest and I have spent quite a lot of time in there.

This time I could not wait, my urges were banging down the door as I closed mine. I rubbed through my pants and developed quite a big wet spot. I unzipped and hung the pants on the door.

In goes two my fingers and a mini orgasm was well on its way. I never felt so relieved. It was like peeing, just in time. A couple more mini Os came and I licked my wet fingers after that. The wet spot was to pronounced and just walking back out there, undoubtedly everyone would know what I was up to.

More time was spent drying the spot than actually coming. but I enjoyed it so much. It felt sneaky and sexy at the same time. My colleagues expressed their worries when I came back and I just mentioned that I had some tummy troubles. Little did they know…

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Would you strip for me?
November 3, 2007, 12:28 am
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I lead you to my bed which was lined with dark purple silk.

I sat you down and tied your hands behind you with some silk scarves.

I dimmed the lights and put on some collection of striptease songs, including Nine Inch Nails, Prince, TLC and AC/DC.

I reached for your waistband and pulled down the zipper, the pants were off. My teeth is on your boxer and slowly peeled it off. You seem a little congested down there.

I undo your shirt, revealing your taut torso and erect nipples.

I bent down to kiss your nipples. My tongue flickered at them. You gasped.

I let go of my hair, tousled  it a little and letting my black curls cascade down.
I knelt behind you, kissing your nape as my hands pulled and massaged your man-nipples. My hands moved lower, caressing your gorgeous bod.

I moved my hands lower and brushed against your groin with an intent. Thinking that you would want me in front, I got off the bed.

I conveniently stood in between your legs, wriggling my butt against your growing groin and also your knees. It is believed to be a sensitive spot.

I am dressed in a black corset with matching g-string, garter belt and stockings, just like the stripper look you ordered.

I bent down flashing my butt at you while stroking my right leg and undoing the garter strap ever so slowly.

I turned to see you and is greeted by your hard fat cock.

I removed the other strap and placed my left leg on your shoulder, deliberately rubbing my stocking off me.

I repeated the move on your thigh causing you to want to get up and touch me. I insisted you sit down.

I undo the belt, leaving me in the corset and g-string.

I reached for a blindfold placed conveniently behind you. It was very translucent and I tied it nicely around your eyes.

I wanted you to feel some anticipation as I stripped down naked right in between your legs.

I turned behind, offering my corset string to your mouth, requesting you undo it. You struggled a little but managed to loosen some strings.

I undo the rest myself and turned my back to you as I let the corset fall.

I covered my breasts and face you, freeing them as your eyes are met with my rock hard statuesque nipples.

I freed you from the blindfold and my nipples are all you can see. You drank them in with your eyes. You struggled, wanting to suck them but of course the rules says you can’t.

I knelt and rubbed your very hard fat cock in between my breasts, you letting some sensual moans.

I kissed your cock that is laced with pre cum, tastes just like you.

I proceeded giving you a blowjob, complete with a deep throat and a good amount of spit. You stood up and face fucked me, soaking my g-string with my juices.

I requested you to tke off my g-string and you did it superbly with your mouth, lapping my juices found on the soaked cloth.

You begged me to release your bounds, I said yes. Once you were free, you divested your shirt and winked at me.

In the morning, my pussy felt so raw and sore from all that good jolly fucking. You complained that your muscles ached, so was mine. I was late for work but I was too happy to give a damn. After all, countless orgasm and seeing you coming twice should count for something.



Teeth and lace
October 31, 2007, 10:34 pm
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The blindfold feels awfully cold, so are the bounds on my wrists and ankles. Pricked by the cold of the room, my nipples are erect. Suddenly I could feel his hot breathe down my neck. The breathing is irregular, sharp intakes and slow exhalation.

His tongue licked the side of my neck, I could feel the icy cold when his tongue withdrew. I gasped. I could feel that his is no longer near my face.

“You smell of vanilla,” he said. He rests his head on my right breast, inhaling the scent I dabbed on earlier. He lay there for awhile while I was still being tied up.

“I love what you are wearing, so inviting.”

Wearing nothing but a black lacy bustier, stockings and garters, it was a special treat for the both of us. And each scent and ambience is purposeful, created with only our pleasure in mind.

He got up, sitting just in front of my outstretched legs. I don’t know what he is wearing, he would not tell me. I egged on and he asked me to shut the fuck up. I complied and smiled.

He leaned towards me and I could feel teeth on the edge of the bustier. He pulled the cup now, exposing my left breast. I gasped. The teeth then moved on to the next breast, doing exactly the same thing. He was blowing air towards my nipples.

Of course they stood like columns of a magnificent church and they were kissed lightly. my breasts were pampered by his eager mouth. The mouth teased, pulled, bit, sucked and the tongue licked and rolled around, vigorously. My ankles and wrists hurt as I was twisting and turning with pleasure. It was both pleasurable and frustrating as I could do anything in return.

A pair of hands reached out under my back and slowly undone the clasps that are holding the bustier together. After some time it came off. Those calloused hands caressed my body, so sensually and occasionally stopping to tug at my nipples. I can hear soft moans coming from him.

Suddenly the teasing and caressing stopped, I could feel that he got off the bed and I can hear some cloth rubbing against each other.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m taking off my briefs.”

“Describe to me how your penis look like.”

“It is hard and its head is dripping with pre cum. Looks like it needs some attention.”

I told him to come over. I could feel his knees near my face. I opened my mouth and flickered my tongue. He lowered his engorged penis into my mouth. Coming up with a good spit and lubricated his member. He proceed to face fuck me and was trying my darnedest to keep the suction on.

The humping got faster and the moans got louder. I can sense that he is coming and for the first time I let him come inside my mouth. He shot into my throat, semi-gagging me in the process. I swallowed. I licked his penis cleaned and asked for some water. I know, what an amateur!

“I should repay you.”

His tongue snaked out into my vagina. after sucking up my juices which were left to trickle out earlier. The guy knows exactly how I wanted my oral sex, spelled out A-Z with his tongue, occasionally stopping to bite my labia softly. A big orgasm was building up and so was the moaning. I could not care less if the rooms next to us could hear.

I orgasmed loudly soon after. Using his teeth, he removed my stokings without removing those bindings. He went to put on a condom and we fucked hard. It wasn’t sweet lovemaking anymore, it was a rough fuck going on. We both came again.

He undo my binds and the blindfold and we both fell asleep until mid noon tomorrow in that icy cold hotel room.



Borderline incestous pt2
October 31, 2007, 9:24 pm
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After I peeled off my t-shirt, I just stood there. He gave me a smile and gestured with his finger that I should go over. Taking my time and being a bit of a tease, I played with my nipples. When I reached, our bodies were squished together and kissing each other ferociously.

His hands found my sex and clumsily massaged it. We quickly divest whatever else we were wearing and rubbed against each other. It was hungry and forceful, the way we would grope for each other. Reaching out to his cock, erect and fat, stroking and at the same time playing with his balls.

Admittedly, back then we were bad at it.

He tore away and took my breasts, cupped them together, plying kisses and sucking with earnest. I groaned and moaned like no tomorrow. It was a new relevation for me, the sensitivity of my breasts and how they can generate so much pleasure.

However the act was not completed. We heard his parents’ car coming up the driveway. Panicked, I gathered up my clothes and ran to the guest room. Later I masturbated with those images and came adequately.

They knew nothing about our brief encounter. Although it was never consumated and we never pursued it. I outgrew him and moved on to other boys. We were still close and always flirted, until this very day. The encounter was never mentioned again. But, damn his cock looked so good to eat.



Borderline incestous
October 28, 2007, 12:35 am
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A question was innocently thrown at me, “Have you had an incestuous relationship?”

I’d say, sort of. It wasn’t really a relationship

He was a cousin, twice removed. I always had a crush on him and I guess he knows. Oh, who am I kidding, of course he knows. We often met during family gatherings and would sneak off to chat, occasionally flirt.

He was very charming, chiseled features with a boy-next-door personality. His hazel eyes have always made my heart skip a beat and his smile would drive me nuts will make my panties drenched.

He had a girlfriend whom I know fleetingly. He often told me she was not keen on sex, frustrating him because he would want it so bad. Our relationship always had some sexual tension and we would chat about sex very openly, something rare in an Asian upbringing.

During one particular school holiday my mom decided to send me to his place for a short weekend. I was deliriously happy as I get to see him and spend the weekend at his place. He stays with his parents and we chatted the entire night. About 5am we went to sleep and my room was just a few feet away.

By the time I woke up it was nearing noon and the whole house was quiet. My aunt left a note and said they won’t be around. I thought I was left on my own but I heard soft steps behind me. I turned around and there he was, freshly showered. He was so sexy then.

“Good afternoon.” He smiled and hurried me to take a shower on a pretense he was hungry and we should grab lunch. I opened the bathroom door and there he was, standing there in his bermudas and nothing else.

I asked him why he wasn’t dressed. “I had something else in mind,” he replied.

He came closer towards me until my back was against the wall.

“Hmmm you smell great. Do you know I dreamt about you all the time?” I shrugged, feigning innocence.

He inched forward, planting a kiss on my forehead. I let out a soft sigh.

“Don’t tease me,” I whispered, trying to wiggle my way out. He grabbed my arms and pushed his lips onto mine. We kissed passionately, clumsily. He pulled me closer, one hand at my nape and one at my waist.

There I was my dreams coming true, my legs were wobbly and my hands holding on to him tightly for support. His hand moved down and resting on my breast, kneading, teasing and rolling my erected nipple through the t-shirt.

I moaned into our kiss I lowered my hands onto his tight ass, squeezing. He gasps and pulled away, smiling wickedly at me. He took my hand and guide me into his room.

“Are you sure about this?” I slowly peel myself out of the t-shirt to answer to his question.

to be continued 



Toilet fix
October 19, 2007, 5:37 pm
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Gently closing the door behind me, I made very sure it is locked. It is not the bowel relief I’m seeking but something more menacing which refuses to leave me alone until I tend to it with my fullest attention. Slowly I took off my jeans and hung it on the door. Next, the thong came off.

I could feel the cold air from the outside, my buttcheeks quivered. I stretched myself, as if preparing for a fight. My imaginary lover devoured my neck voraciouslyfrom behind causing me to grow wetter and his ample hands moved over to my equally ample breasts.

He bend to the front to suck on my hardened right nipple and showered my breast with bites. My hand made its way down to my very wet self. I teased the lips and inserted my fingers inside. The pumping got faster and I was on the verge of coming. I held back. After two seconds I continued and found the way home.

My hand is soaked and a mini sink with soap was nearby. I cleaned up but remained half naked. After catching up with my breathing, I got dressed and kiss my imaginary lover goodbye. I left the office toilet with a post-orgasm glow.

What a pleasant way to leave the office for the weekend, on second thoughts, I should bring a dildo with me next week.



Massage turn workout
October 12, 2007, 8:29 pm
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It was a crappy day at work, meaning I arrived home still pissed as hell. Headed straight for the shower and stood under the strong stream of warm water. Slowly the stress and tension washed away. I stepped out of the shower a happier person. Guy was also in a nice mood, decided to give me a massage.

He started from the neck, moving down to the shoulders. his manly hands felt gentle yet strong. This put me in a very relaxing mode. As his hands moved further down, they stopped at my nipples. He teased them like how I like to be teased. The dark nipples grew hard and pointy, I grew wet.

He continued massaging those rock hard columns while I moaned softly, sniffing his neck and stealing gentle bites. Soon, my right hand moved downwards, unfolding my wet vagina. This felt damn good.

The muscular hands palmed at my 36C breasts. I could just feel myself coming. I stopped being selfish and turn my hand around to stroke his hard cock. He let out a groan. He bent down to kiss my neck. Good boy, he is pressing all the right buttons tonight.

My back was still facing him and he reached into my vagina. First it was only a finger, soon enough there were three. I was on the brinking of coming and I could feel my inner thighs wet with my own fluids. I turn around and he pushed me down, burying himself between my legs. I sensed that this is gonna be a long night…