Hannah Montana is a witness

Last Friday, I was supposed to blog about how I have to keep my libido at zero until the 24th of September, because me and my boyfriend have to save for the downpayment for the room he is going to rent.

Yes, finally, we decided to get a room where I could sleepover (sometimes) because some hotels are already getting too rich because of couples like us.

BUT. Here came Sunday. The plan was to attend mass and watch DVD in the living area of our boarding house.

Since he had forewarned me not to seduce him that will eventually lead to us checking in AGAIN, I wore the most matronly get-up I could find in my closet.

And, I encourage him to masturbate the night before.

STILL, we just can't contain ourselves.

On our way to the hotel, I think we were both torn. We were both very quiet, perhaps thinking, "Is this what we really should be doing?"

But later, it turned out to be (as he said it) the most fun sack session we ever had. I asked him why, and he said, "because this is the first time you haven't slept on me."

Three hours later, his face smelled like my V, the dresser was soaked (yes, including underneath the glass), my V was aching, his legs were shaking, and the bedcover was smeared with chocolate.

During foreplay, I was afraid I would run out of liquid again because he has been down there for like 20mins without showing any sign of stopping anytime soon. He kept on saying something like "You're very delicious," and that my liquid flowed down his arms. Just thinking about it makes me wet again I must be an addict already.

That night, when he got home, he texted me, "My entire body is aching -- a sure sign we had great sex."

Oh and by the way, we were watching Hannah Montana the entire time we were making out.

Smokin'

Last week, I, my boyfriend, and some of our friends went on an outing.

Everyone was having pure clean fun when one of our friends lighted a cigar, and offered me one.

Since my boyfriend was busy with the videoke, naturally, I took it. But since I don't know how to use the goddamn lighter, my friend took the initiative to light the cigar for me.

He then saw what I was doing, snatched the yet-to-be-savored cigarette, and threw it away.

I said, "why did you do that?"

He said, "do you want me to f*** you right here?"

Never knew the sight of me smoking a cigar could turn him on so quickly.

So I made a deal with him. If he let me consume one stick without complaining, I'll give him some serious head for like 20mins.

Naturally, he said yes.

See? Some rules are bendable if you know how to work your way through it.

I have not yet kept my side of the deal, though.

Sex Guru

Yes, whether I like it or not, my friends are seeking my advice on how they can improve their sex lives.

What the?! I am also a beginner in this field so what do I do?

Well, I start by sharing them some useful materials which me and my boyfriend used to read/watch.

Plus, I share whatever information I get from the forums that I have tried and that I enjoyed.

Oh well, I am a frustrated sex guru after all.

Deep in thought

I am currently undergoing self-assessment, which is something I often do when things don't turn out the way I want them to.

I've been thinking that maybe our relationship is not at its peak right now, mainly because S plays a major part in it.

I think it is so wrong that every time we argue with one another, we no longer have long talks. Sex always solves our disagreements.

Plus, another realization just hit me: if we go on spending our money on checking in once a week, how will we be able to save up for our future?

I need answers. I need the willpower to be able to apply these answers. But I can do this. I know I eventually will.

What a bag of M&M's means

Sometimes everything becomes more exciting when I am challenged, and I know that a prize is at stake should I win the bet.

The prize? A big bag of M&M's chocolate-coated peanut candies.
The challenge? To exceed performance in bed.
The result? I won, hands down!
The secret? Unparalleled energy which I only usually experience after some serious exercise, waking him up with a serious blowjob, and staying on top the whole time.

To my boyfriend

I love you. No, wait, let me strike that one out.

I love everything about you. Yep, even your stubbornness, your childish attitude, your choosing DoTA over me (kidding!).

I bet now you know that I adore you. Though I am always saying that I can live without you, my life would never be the same without you in it.

You're a gem. If ever I replace you with someone else, I know I would be the stupidest person on Earth if ever I do just that.

Happy 39th monthsarry. I am not keeping track. All I know is that I have you today, and hopefully, for another day.

You make me happy. But a lot of things and other people also make me happy. The difference is that, just the thought of having you in my life is enough to make my heart happy.

I am not begging you to stay forever. Just that I hope you realize all my efforts for you never to want to leave me - ever.

You're my fantasy AND reality.

When everything is falling into place

"I am so high, I can hear heaven"
-Hero, Chad Kroeger

Where I am right now is no longer cloud 9. This is what I call enjoying life to the fullest. And when success and happiness are present, I find myself having even greater vigor to please my special someone.

This time it was him who gave up, who passed out on me. For the first time. I've never seen him so exhausted.

Now my entire body is aching. But if something that brought you pain also brought you bliss, you would not think of the consequences too much, right?

IMHO

I remember reading from a forum not so long ago how virginity should not be given too much importance. Because, or so they say, it is just a piece of skin.

I beg to disagree. Virginity does not only pertain to the obvious aspect - the physical - I think it goes deeper than that. It is not the proof that a woman has never had a man entered her, but rather, her innocence, purity, chastity - all of mind, not of body, spell virginity. So, for me, the moment someone reads/sees/hears something that will eventually lead him/her to think of malicious things, his/her virginity is already lost.

For what it's worth, I don't believe in virginity at all. The fact that we are born out of sex (no matter how you may want to call it) shows how important sex is to life. We are designed to do it. Which is why I don't understand those who choose to contradict our very nature.

Don't get me wrong, I am a devout catholic. However, I choose to believe that sex is not something that has to wait for marriage. It is merely for men's gratification to have wed a virgin. But I am not going to go to such lengths just to rub a man's ego.

I also believe that one has to perfect the art of lovemaking in the same way people try to master their craft. Not for any other reason but that it should be fun and not gruesome. Not an ordeal, but a pasttime shared by two people in love. Only in this field are there no norms, no rules, only new techniques to be discovered.

I have also read of a man's comment saying he doesn't want a virgin, because a virgin tends to be clingy and possessive, and almost always uses the line "I gave you my all and this is what you repay me." I hate such girls. A woman cannot be pushed to have sex with someone if she doesn't want it in the first place, so why make a man feel that it was his fault she gave him her "all"?

And just recently, a close friend of mine is having trouble with his uberly insecure girlfriend. She was everything I hate in a woman, and everything that I am trying not to be. Nagger, chatterbox, selfish, always take never give type of girl. Oh come on! She is putting to shame the entire woman race. If I could only talk to her, I would tell her to chill out and start thinking of her boyfriend as a person, a man at that, and not as a slave or a property.

Then I've also read in a note in facebook entitled "He's just not that into you" advising a girl how to make a man fall for her (or something like that because it was too loooooooooong and sounded too demanding). Oh come on!! Can we not do better than that? If he doesn't like you, deal with it. Move on! Don't force him to like you!

I still believe in that thought that if you really are meant for each other, the whole world will connive for you to stay together. But if everything is pointing in the other direction, it is not that you lack in effort. Take the clue, leave him. Life is just too short working on the wrong man to be the right man for you.

The note further describes the perfect time to call, to make him miss you, to evade breakup sex, etc. Oh come on (for the nth time)! I don't see the sense in following these stupid dating tips. Everyone has an idea of what to do, and if he/she believes in his/her idea, he/she will make sure it works. So why listen to someone else's idea?