usual observations..

even though i had my share of men, not all men gave me what i needed. mostly did, a small amount lacked imagination, and also lacked knowledge of the female anatomy.

men say that us women are complicated - we are not. we all want a gentleman who respects us and satisfies our sexual needs. some men are just plain thick - no pun intended.

take one of my ex-fuck buddies D. I have mentioned him before. Sex, at first, was one hell of a rollercoaster. oh it was. sitting on his face and just coming and coming with such an intense climax was enough for me. no strings, but good sex. oral sex i mean. intercourse was crap i must admit when i think about it. sometimes men just dont think. it is not as easy for women to cum as men do. men can cum in their pants even by seeing a pair of erected nipples wherever they are. even though the size of the ship is important (yes, that myth is true), the motion is ohhhhh so much important:

1) by grunting and thrusting your cock in us is not going to work wonders. ever heard of motioning your body in harmony with your woman? No? well, now you have!

2) the g-spot does really exist. probe deep yet gentle and you'll find it.

3) of course, by cuming in 2mins, is not going to help either. take ur damn time and hold it back - dont be selfish bastards even in bed...

4) no foreplay - some men are just crap at foreplay. for some men, foreplay is just a few wanks with this hand up one's pussy...do it with passion...even if there is no love involved. get the best out of it. there is nothing like seeing your woman cuming...really climaxing and not faking it...

5) why the fuck am i giving sex lessons? who am i now? Xena the Mantra Teacher?

6) tomorrow i have physio!!!!!!!!! ohhhhhhhhhh baby...

as you bloggees who read my blogs, i like to fuck around, sleep around and flirt madly with men and i do not discriminate against married men - i sincerely think that they are simply divine in bed: 1) older; 2) dying for a good fuck; 3) experienced; 4) charming bastards.

however, i do get disgusted with married men that frankly tell you that they want to bed you (OK at this point), need more sex activities (again, OK) BUT listen, i am HAPPILY married. huh? happily married and needs another woman??

i do not believe in love and i do not believe in marriage. thats too much of a lovey-dovey mills & boon dream that i do not wish to think of. but let's picture this: me being married and HAPPY (please do not forget the word HAPPY) but i still want to boink other men..it just doesnt make sense. is having sex with another person acceptable even if you have a HAPPY marriage?

that is repulsive - i prefer getting fucked by a married man who is unhappy in his marriage than being with a HAPPILY married man. why? it just goes against nature. what if he lies that his marriage is bad just to bed you? well, everyone is a good liar...and i guess you were tricked (but what is the definition of HAPPY anyways) and anyways when you fuck a married man, there are no questions to be asked - it is purely sex. you dont even need to know if he works or not, if he has kids, where he lives etc...he is NOT potential life companion...and oh yes, his name does not matter either: they prefer being called "big daddy", "hotstuff", and hearing compliments about how long and thick their dicks are.

it seems as if when a married guy tells a girl who he wants to fuck that he is happily married, the guy thinks that we are going to go crazy about that idea. we're not. we don't need a contented married men in our beds - there is no such thing as happiness..i would steer clear from these people...

samantha of sex and the city once said that a dog can lick his ass because he can and it is the same with men - they can get away from it. but hey, by chatting up a girl and telling her that you are HAPPILY married, is NOT going to get you anywhere especially if the girl just wants sex. girls who just want sex from a man, do not want to hear how happy their marriage is. everyone knows that men who dip their cocks in different honey jars, are NOT happy with their current honey at home (prob. not sweet enough?) . period.

as soon as i loaded my email account at work, i got oh such wonderful news - my landlady emailed me to tell me that Marathon Boy (my flatmate who lives on top of me) handed in his notice yesterday and is moving out next month. oh joy!!!

joy joy joy - there is a god.

their sex life is still very limited - i doubt it very much that they include foreplay in their NIGHTLY session. yes nightly. two stupid 21 year olds have more sex than me, a 25 year old professional chick. however, if i had sex which lasted 5mins (i am NOT exaggerating thought i do prefer remaining in this state and feeling my pink long and thick vibrator up my pussy than getting fucked for a couple of mins).

at 21 i was being fucked by a 40 year old, getting drunk every night and just enjoying the soreness of his throbbing cock up inside me....which, may I add, lasted all fucking night...every pun intended...

what i cant understand is that at 21 not only should you be fucking like a rabbit, but sex should last all damn night - irrespective of whether you have work/school the next day. thats the great thing about being 21 - you normally have minimum responsibilities and it feels good to wake up the next day sore and tired but on the other hand totally satisfied that you got fucked, nibbled, licked and kissed.

i should corrupt Marathon Boy before he leaves and show him one hell of a good time. but on the other hand, why should i give him that opportunity? he keeps me awake late and i get up cranky the next day....so no, dear MB, i am NOT going to give you that intense of pleasure you can't handle....

another thing, id like to say for tonight - why do married men seem so much more attractive? my physiotherapist is driving me crazy (in a sexual way, of course). saw him yesterday... gorgeous..and him probbing my neck and inner back curve is turning me on way too much....

men...i do hate your guts, but man, i do adore you!

i always got fucked by older men - the older the better...of course, by implying 'the older the better', not a 70 yr old limp-dick man either. i don't particularly want to date and have a serious relationship with an older man - usually, an older man has excess baggage and lugguage without handles...but in the sack, older men are just divine...

my first older man (F) was around 41 and i was around 19 maybe. he was good looking, dark, tall and a libido of a 20 year old. the only think he treated with respect was my body especially my pussy. he was unreliable with meeting up etc...but hey, it was pure sex, who needed reliability? my pussy was treated like there was no tomorrow - poked, probbed, licked, sucked...he used to suck my clit so hard that i used to cum just by feeling his teeth nibbling it and his lips tugging at it. man, that was good.

the difference between 'seeing' an older guy (by older guy, i refer to ages at least from 30ish to 50ish) is that the girl's pleasure is his priority - there is no selfishness - he just enjoys seeing the gal cum and moan with pleasure.

on the other hand, a guy my age is not exactly the best - sex may be hot, but the way an older man touches your body, caresses you, kisses your lips and treats you like a naughty girl in bed, is just unique...and there is something so daring in being with an older man especially when you are much younger than him...

an older guy knows what to do and what not to do when it comes to 'etiquette' with a girl. their are charming, lying bastards, but they always manage to lure you back to their den - and lets face it, having him thrusting inside you with his hot throbbing cock is better than staying without it...

cheers to that!

whoever denies having a sexual fantasy is a fucking prim and proper prick, or how i like to call them: the 3P person.

along the years my sexual fantasies seem to have increased:

1) my main fantasy (which i really doubt will be fulfilled but hey that is why it is called a fantasy) is this. picture it: a plane full of passengers (preferably 3P people) and me in the cockpit with the captain. it is amazing...when you see a man in uniform, it doesn't make a difference if he's good looking or not...there is just something seriously attractive with men in suits and uniforms. so let me continue...well basically it involves me in the cockpit sitting on all those buttons and my captain fucking me hard miles up in the sky and of course with the mic on. i picture myself moaning and screaming with pleasure..and yes, i know if my curvy ass is on all those buttons, the aircraft will be doomed..but it is a fantasy and i have every damn right to picture it!!!!

2) riding my oh so gorgeous boss. the guy is sooooo way out of my league: tall, blue eyes, brown hair...i dont particularly like men with specs but he wears them to work and just sooo delicioso. please note, riding him on his desk, with the blinds open after hours...and pref. with some ppl still working in the offices...getting in trouble is such an adrenaline booster.

3) having a 3some with 2 guys: that wd be mega pleasure. imagine this: one guy going down on me and me sucking the other guy - now that wd be the utmost pleasure...

4) lately another fantasy is getting it on with a woman. not stick thin. nothing to hang on to. but she has to have nice big perky boobs with big nipples. i have something for boobs. boobs are hot. now i understand why men go crazy for tits. no reason to explain it..just imagining myself sucking on an erect nipple, makes me go weak and WET.

if my body was perfect in every aspect, i think id want to be a strip tease. yes a hot slutty lap dancer....dancing and stripping on a guy's lap - what more cd you want and need? i guess that's fantasy number 5. i must stop. it is longer than i thought!!!!

i haven't written in ages coz of crimbo, too much booze and vacationing...im once again settled here feeling a bit homesick to be honest. work is not THAT busy which is good..gives me a break and gives me more time to shop for those egyptian cotton linen and towels i was dying to buy from john lewis.

back home i 'coincidentally' bumped into my ex, K. i use ' ' coz i spotted him in the street, told my friend to drop me off at the far end of the road and 'bumped' into him from the opposite direction...LOSER. and now ive become a stalker i guess..i know. but i can't really control my heart can i now? chemistry still there i guess...i don't know if the will is there though on both sides. anyways....

i met my fuck buddy, KT - the sex was good. if you have a fuck buddy, the sex MUST be good, otherwise dump him/her. thats why they are called fuck buddies. the intention of meeting your buddy is to fuck.. they are not friends, you don't owe them anything (not even a thank you kiss) and you part ways. end of story. no strings, no drama. a girl having a fuck buddy is an opportunity for every gal out there to act like a man. if he goes down on you, gals, you don't have to feel obliged to give him head. if ur in a relationship, then the 'give and take' crap is a must. once you're fulfilled, you can push him/her out of the bed, slam the door and enjoy your moment of bliss.

KT got in touch with me one fine day - I was not surprised. we kind of planned it that we would meet. i went to his place coz i couldn't host at my place. i wore my ann summers black lacy thong and matching halter-neck cami with a pair of hipster jeans and a tight shirt. simple yet enticing.

we didnt even finish our bottle of wine. we got it on with. that's the good thing with fuck buddies - no romance is involved. there is no etiquette. just pure animalistic lustful sex. he went down on me...i came many times...i was horny and felt oh so damn sexy (thanks Ms. Summers) and i just had to blow him. how could i not? i rode him, he rode me, he fucked me up the ass..you name it. however i knew when it was my time to leave. i didn't kiss him bye..instead i gave him a goodbye nipple nibble. period. goodbye kisses are well...intimate? meaningful?

on a different note, why the fuck do certain people use their laptops during rush hour on the train? it doesnt impress me. you don't have to be a hotshit to own a laptop you know!!!!!

i've said enough for today.....

i have a short question for today:

why would any ex bf (or gf) look deep in your eyes and look at your mouth if, lets say, you coincidentally bump into each other in the street?

is it my imagination perhaps?

xxx