Connivance and conspiracy

Isn't sex better when it involves connivance and conspiracy? This was something I learned after me and boyfriend came up with the perfect alibi just to break free from his group of friends who are planning on extending our outing.

It was supposed to be a day to enjoy quality time with my boyfriend and some of his friends, soak up under the sun, and eat grilled foods, but even before we have reached the terminal, I was already feeling H.

Of course, what could my poor boyfriend do but to submit to my command? Good thing we brought my ATM card, and found a nice place to take a swim into a pool filled with hot spring water, and cool down (or maybe heat things up?) in a room later on.

Surprise, surprise! We did not complain of the room for its lack of a television set because we were just too happy to see that the room has a nice, big, comfy sofa. One glance at it and already I have formulated on my mind nasty things and positions to try on that sofa. Sorry, we just couldn't pass on the chance to make the most out of everything we see, and add it to our ever increasing list of sexcapades that we only used to fantasize before.

Even before one of the service crew could bring over a fresh set of blankets and towels, we were naked and trying out the sofa. The best thing about it is you can use the seat, the back rest, and the arm rest to try different positions during foreplay and the main event.

As I said, I may not be an acrobat, but my mind is just full of lustful ideas that it would be such a waste to simply throw them away.

Do I need to describe the positions we tried that night? Hmmmm. Let your imagine run wild instead, and try them yourself.

A love story

It was 12 midnight, but neither one of them were thinking about sleeping.

The moment they stepped into the room, they were both in unparalleled fervor. Both wanted to please each other, not quite knowing where to start. Suddenly, there was nothing more important for both of them than to prove how much they love each other.

It took all of her restraint to pull away from his tight embrace, hungry kisses, and intense gaze just so that she could go to the bathroom and put on her newly purchased red bikini.

When she heard scuffling from outside, she said, only mildly angry, "Did I tell you to get up from the bed?"

She was beside him in what seemed to be a split second and started kissing him full on the lips, searching until finding what she was looking for - that wild in its most passionate sense side of him.

From his lips, she headed down south and gave him what his fantasies have always been made of.

"Do you think I will let you stop?" he murmured while trying to catch his breath. But, she would never make this too easy for him.

"No, I don't want this anymore," she teased him, with eyes playfully fluttering. Naturally, he pulled her back to where he wants her - at the heart of his pleasure.

She was helping herself to as much as she wants with his manhood when he pushed her so her head was at the edge of the bed. He was standing at the foot of the bed and slowly lowered his manhood to her mouth. She was still seizing the moment when he bent his body so he could reach her womanhood with his mouth. The air was then heavy with excitement and anticipation.

For some time, she could not do what she was supposed to be doing. She could not concentrate. All she could manage to do was express her passion by biting, sucking, and licking his inner legs.

When she finally found herself, it was again her turn to please him.

Then it was his turn to tease her. "Let's stop this, it's only you who's enjoying," with that lopsided smile she had always loved seeing on his face. All she could think of was "It is just about time."

But instead of positioning himself on top of her, she was caught by surprise when he asked her to stand up. She obliged willingly, even though unsure of what was in store for her.

He carried her off to the table where he made passionate love to her - not for the first time - albeit letting her experience fresh sensations, worshipping her body, screwing her problems, and turning her whole world upside down in the most seductive and titillating way.

***You hold my heart, dear***

Fucking mother of jesus

I am soooo fucked up because someone is screwing with me. Fuck employees who do not perform their duties. Those who are soooo stupid and so lazy they only come to work to wait for their paychecks. Fuck those pieces of shit that do not know ANYTHING and somehow they could put the blame back on you. Come on, fuck me some more.