Define S-E-X-Y

What makes a woman sexy? At first I thought sexy means 36-24-36, something that I could never have achieved even in my wildest dreams. You see, I'm currently a 36-thirty-36, and it is really a struggle for me to at least look and feel sexy for my boyfriend.

You probably do not know how lingerie helps a lot. It is one caprice I cannot NOT spend on. Consider it one of life's greatest pleasures.

However, there are some new things that I found could also make a woman sexy.

Heels (that are to die for) alone could make things more exciting in the bed. Wear that along with sexy bikini even if you're very far from a beach or a pool and you could bring out any man's fantasies to life. Trust me, he'll love you more for it.

You see, he was supposed to surprise me, but he was the one who got surprised.

Last Tuesday evening, he texted me to proceed to our favorite place, and gave me the room number. I was able to get past the reception and headed for the elevators. I knew that he would leave the door unlocked.

When I opened the door, he was shocked, and he was still busy preparing the room. I sniffed and smelled my favorite floral air freshener.

He warned me not to do anything (like tempt or seduce him for instance) before he can take a bath. However, knowing his feeble struggle and how I could win him over with just the slightest moves, I let a part of the bikini I was wearing underneath "accidentally" peek.

H e was beside me in the bed in an instant. Hahaha. But I asked him to go to the bathroom first. He was stubborn and was not hearing any of it at first, but he finally gave in when I refuse to let him grapple me. Once he was inside and the bathroom door was closed, I took off everything except the bikini and I slipped on my new silver sandals.

Everything happened simultaneously. He flew to the bed, I tried to wrestle him without success, and he made love to me right then and there.

What an experience. In just a short span of 12 hours, we have had 3 rounds and 2 Os for me.

Yet another adventure

It was around 2 in the morning when we finally made it home after attending a really boring event. Boring because we have to stay away from one another for like 5 hours. Just imagine how much torture we are in.

Well, we have no money to go to our favorite place and my boyfriend just could not let my miniskirt go without experiencing it. Experiencing it does not only mean groping from under the table. That is just not enough for him huh.

So the moment we arrived home, and after checking that no one else is still awake, I told him I was going to the bathroom where I washed and removed my undies.

I threw him that knowing look the moment I stepped out the bathroom, and he wasn't doing so bad himself, too, having managed to remove his belt and hide it from my view.

There in the monobloc chair, he headed down south while I get a great view of his face while he is pleasing me.

Round 1 was finished, and he was begging for another one. Fortunately, I discouraged it or we might have been caught, since when I went upstairs, two of my boardmates were already up and around.

Phew! It was fun, and it happened maybe because I mentioned to him that I have had nothing to blog for nearly a week because no new adventures came our way.

Thanks baby!

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Swords and shadows

The idea of getting down and dirty for a man used to be a big No-No for me. But that was before my baby came into my life.

Now, sex is all about getting down and dirty for him. His expression, his words of passion, and the heightened love he shows me after that is comparable to nothing on Earth.

I love it especially if I am kneeling and looking up at him, and I love watching our shadows on the wall while I am pleasing him. That surge of erotic emotions you feel everytime you see that position on magazines or x-rated films would be no match for what you both would be feeling once you've tried it. It's not a way of showing him how submissive and selfless you can get, it's showing him how much I'm longing for him, how much he is loved.

But there is one other position that have crossed my mind some few months back that we both loved when I tried it on him. See, I was lying on my back, with my head hanging on the edge of the bed. Like what you see magicians do before they insert swords into their mouths, down their throats, and eventually to their esophagi.

He was standing just by the side of the bed, with his member just the proper height from the ground so we were both comfortable. Well, while we were doing it, he asked me while catching his breath, upto where his member has reached because all of it has actually fit into my throat. Hihihi ;)) naughty naughty

Oh God, I'm hopelessly addicted to him.

The Benefits of PMS

Well, I started enumerating the advantages of PMS that I have noticed, since, well, since we started doing it.

For one, I am having this great surge of confidence that I could only attribute to having a man telling me endlessly how great I look with or without clothes on.

I always feel loved, and it is nice to know that someone can't help himself from ogling ang groping whenever he's with me.

My heart beats triple-time everytime I see his naked body, so that's exercise for my heart!

The boils that used to build home in my butt no longer appear! Thank God for that.

Because I know that someone is and will be looking at my naked body, I also started to take good care of it.

Before we started doing it, normal bowel for me was once every three days, but now, I actually am able to do it at least once a day.

I am experiencing great happiness everytime I think about our sexcapades and adventures.

Peeing has never been as satisfying as doing it after you have made blissful love.

We tend to extend our creative and imagination just so we never have to get bored by repeating same positions over and over again.

Most of all, it has made us inseparable and has utterly deepened our relationship.

We have a new theme song!

After that night, one song keeps on playing in my head over and over again.

Please Forgive Me by Bryan Adams

It still feels like our first night together
Feels like the first kiss and
It's gettin' better baby
No one can better this
I'm still hold on and you're still the one
The first time our eyes met it's the same feelin' I get
Only feels much stronger and I wanna love ya longer
You still turn the fire on

So If you're feelin' lonely.. don't
You're the only one I'd ever want
I only wanna make it good
So if I love ya a little more than I should

Please forgive me I know not what I do
Please forgive me I can't stop lovin' you
Don't deny me
This pain I'm going through
Please forgive me
If I need ya like I do
Please believe me Every word I say is true
Please forgive me I can't stop loving you

Still feels like our best times are together
Feels like the first touch
We're still gettin' closer baby
Can't get close enough
I'm still holdin' on
You're still number one
I remember the smell of your skin
I remember everything
I remember all your moves
I remember you
I remember the nights ya know I still do

One thing I'm sure of
Is the way we make love
And the one thing I depend on
Is for us to stay strong
With every word and every breath I'm prayin'
That's why I'm sayin'...

Things are getting better

I don't know what to blame - the overly hot temperature, the sudden crave for loose and skimpy outfits, or just plain L.

But see, we don't really have a place of our own, so we have to go to our favorite hotel each time we can feel our sexual urge taking the better of us. Doesn't matter if it burns our (or rather, his') pockets after, because we definitely make each stay worth every penny.

The downside of this is of course, my roommates know everytime we do it, so I still have to face their eager queries and taunts when I go home the following morning. Either way, the hickeys on my neck give it away.

So I wasn't home Thursday night, and on Saturday, I went home at 3 o'clock in the morning.

The first because it was our weekly ritual, and I just can't help myself from wanting to please him, braces and all. As for the second, what might have been a night to eat sumptuous dinner together turned out to be a night of giving in to temptations.

It might have been the white shorts I was wearing, or my blouse that reveals more than two-thirds of each of my boob. Or because I broke off easily when we tried to have sex in our boarding house's living room when he couldn't get his stuff inside me.

He said he hated me for it, and would want to leave right then and there, but instead, we went to that place we always call "house of sin."

We got a really spacious room. It had two beds, one queen sized and the other, a single bed. Of course we took the latter. The smaller the bed, the more we have to squeeze our bodies tightly together.

The moment we were inside, I pulled him to a tight embrace, while he was begging for me to let him go to the bathroom first. I let him, but not after I have kissed him on the lips until I think that I have finally got enough of him to last for a few seconds.

We had sex in front of the dresser. It was fun, seeing my facial expression while he was thrusting from behind, rocking my body back and forth, making my hair flow seductively and making my boobs dance in sync with our movement.

The first round is usually the most exciting, what with all the time you have spent apart and finally getting the chance to hit on each other again. But unfortunately, it usually ends too soon. But that doesn't matter, since all the time we have to wait for the next round, he would have time to please me. Oh how I love this part!

Mellow music was playing in the background, and together with my moans and the sound of him licking, sucking, biting, and his mmmmmmm's are my idea of heaven.

This time, he managed to make me reach O three consecutive times, something I never thought possible.

I was worried that he would be tired after doing it, and if pleasing me creates the feeling of deprivation and oppresion on his side, but according to him, seeing me like that, helpless and moaning in total satisfaction, also pleases him.

Oh, I so love my boyfriend. More so because he is good in bed, and no one else knows that but me!

Naughty but nice

Are you a fan of PDA's? (Public Display of Affection)... only recently, yes
Have you ever been caught making out?... we're not really keeping it discreet anymore
How many "bases" have you been to?... what does that mean?
Have you had sex on the 1st date?... nope
How many different people have you had sex with?... 1
Have you ever had a three-some?... nope
Do you kiss and tell?... only to very close friends
Lights on or off?... ON!!! what's there to hide?
Have you ever tried 69?... sure!
Do you have hair down there?... sometimes
What about your mate?... sometimes
What's your favorite position?... anything we have never tried before
When did you lose your virginity?... some two years ago, can't remember exact date
Have you ever given road head?... what's that supposed to mean?
Have you ever had sex in your parents bed?... love it!
Did you ever have anal sex?... no, he doesn't want it.
Whats better pleasing,or being pleased?... both
Are you a screamer, moaner,or silent?... moaner
Have you ever had sex at school?... nah
Whats better a tongue,or a finger?... tongue AND finger
Have you ever gotten the shocker?... what's that?
Have you ever had a pregnancy scare?... a couple of times
Have you ever kissed you best friend's boyfriend?... nope
Would u ever be a porn star?... nope
Do u think about sex all the time?... hard to admit but yes
Would you ever have a friend with benefits?... depends on the situation I am in
How long was your last relationship?... huh?
When was the last time you played with yourself?... never
Would you wax off all your body hair for 100 dollars?... sure!
Do you own any sex toys?... no
Have you ever watched porn?... yes
Are you singe/taken/engaged/in-between/swinger?... I don't think so
Have you ever done anything anything naughty with a webcam?... no
What is your fave part of a guy/girl?... chest
Had sex or been felt up?... huh?
Have you ever stripped for someone?... only my bf
Do you know what the mile high club is?... no
Ever done anything weird with your tongue?... hmmm, I have to get back to you on this one
How many licks does it take too get to the center of a tootsie pop?... plenty I think
What was the kinkiest thing you ever did for someone?... nothing
Would you pose naked for art purposes?... again, no
Would you date someone out of your religion?... depends
What's the sexiest thing a guy/girl did too you?... ogle at my breasts in public
What do u do when your super bored?... twirl my hair around my finger
Is Barbie really a slut?... I think yes
Who is hotter The Rock or Orlando Bloom?... The ROck!
What is sexier, six pack or biceps?... Six pack
Do you ever go commando?... what's that?
Have you ever sent naked pics of yours to a boyfriend/lover?... now that's a good idea!
Have you and your significant other ever made a sex tape?... yes but we deleted it right away

No promises

During a bus ride to one of our adventures last holy week, the radio played the song "No promises" by Shayne Ward.

My boyfriend told me that it was one of his favorite songs that he would love to sing to me.

When I asked him why, he said it is because of the line

"Every time you kneel I feel like I'm in heaven, feeling high"

However, after finding a copy of the lyrics of said song, there was no such line mentioned. Hmmm.. I think my boyfriend is taking everything as green as it can possibly get.

No Promises lyrics
Hey baby, when we are together, doing things that we love.
Every time you're near I feel like I’m in heaven, feeling high
I don’t want to let go, girl.
I just need you to know girl.
I don’t wanna run away, baby you’re the one I need tonight,
No promises.
Baby, now I need to hold you tight, I just wanna die in your arms
Here tonight
Hey baby, when we are together, doing things that we love.
Everytime you're near I feel like I’m in heaven, feeling high
I don’t want to let go, girl.
I just need you you to know girl.
I don’t wanna run away, baby you’re the one I need tonight,
No promises.
Baby, now I need to hold you tight, I just wanna die in your arms
I don’t want to run away, I want to stay forever, thru Time and Time..
No promises
I don’t wanna run away, I don’t wanna be alone
No Promises
Baby, now I need to hold you tight, now and forever my love
No promises
I don’t wanna run away, baby you’re the one I need tonight,
No promises.
Baby, now I need to hold you tight, I just wanna die in your arms
I don’t wanna run away, baby you’re the one I need tonight,
No promises.
Baby, now I need to hold you tight, I just wanna die in your arms
Here tonight.

Holy week adventure

Last week was holy week but that did not stop us from doing what we love - and what we are now used to - doing. Holy shit!

What was worse than that was the fact that I am supposed to stop doing it since I have already confessed.

Worst, we did in it strange places and awkward circumstances because we couldn't have our place for ourselves.

But boy, was it fun! And exciting, and impressive, and unforgettable, and the fear of getting caught only furthers the thrill.

The first of the trilogy started last Good Friday. My mother went outside for the Via Crucis. It was just me, my sister, and my boyfriend who slept in our mezzanine, which has no division between me and my sister's room.

So naturally, we have to do the deed with careful movements so as not to distract my sister and wreak havoc.

My boyfriend ate meat that day. Yah, it was me.

On Black Saturday, me and boyfriend had crazy good sex underwater, in a beach filled with many people, including his friends watching us knowingly, what with me on a float, and my legs wrapped around my boyfriend's waist.

The closing act happened on Easter Sunday, when we had only 5 minutes to do the deed, take a bath and go to the market within 30 minutes or my mother would become suspicious. We did it.

I never realized how determination could make difficult things so much easier. Plus, right after that Black Saturday incident, my boyfriend got stung by a sea urchin. But he said, it was all worth it, and he was willing to be stung a hundred times over if it means we can do it again, each time battling with a sea urchin.