H & A

This is the first (and hopefully not the last) time in my blog that I will have a guy’s take on the events that transpired 
between him and I.

In this post, I am Artemis (A), and he is Hunter (H). 

Before Meeting

A: I met Hunter from a popular adult lifestyle site. I have not met anyone from that site in spite of my several attempts 
in using it. Most of the messages I would get was too straightforward for my liking. I know, right? The irony of me 
having this blog yet be ‘offended’ somewhat by these messages. But yes, I still crave for intelligent, sensible, and  
mature conversation in this forum (more, if I may add). I placed my location as the place where Hunter currently 
lives (as I would find out later on) since I feel like there were more open-minded people within the area. (It still 
remains to be seen whether this is true or not). I cannot remember (and I am too lazy now to check) who 

messaged who first but the bottom line is messages were sent. Very lame messages, as I would later find out. 
 I still cannot believe he would waste his time with me (glad he did though).

H: She totally messaged first. I got a “hello” followed by silence for about 24h, then another “hey there” followed 
by 24h of silence… Eventually she DID actually talk to me, though! Just in time for us to find out that we were 
in each other’s “home” and would miss each other because of our flights. Haha.

Hunter and I spoke on the phone before his flight, and it was the beginning of many pleasant convos with him. 
Ironically, and in spite of the site we met in, Hunter and I talked about non-sexual stuff. At least in the beginning. 
I was infatuated with someone else and he kind of encouraged me to send him the letter I made. Over the next 
few days though, he and I talked about more stuff. I looked forward to his perky voice and that never fails to 
make me smile and I thought, whoa, this person is not only just a horny man but more.

We’d end up teasing each other on several occasions. He made this a ‘common’ thing that there was one day 
that I eventually decided to not wear any underwear.

First Meeting

Friday.

I woke up that day feeling anxious and excited. I made sure that my tiny apartment is clean before I leave. I also 
made sure no granny panties will be in my bag (not that there’s anything wrong with them), just in case he does 
not reject me. Everything that day seemed just right. I managed to finish cleaning my place with just enough 
time to get the train then get the bus to the airport. I was able to quickly check in and manage to sit and wait 
comfortably at the boarding gate.

I was overthinking again (no surprise there) while listening to some music. I was like, “what if he walks away 
and leaves me at the airport.” What if all those build up (days before) would just end with me touching myself, 
alone. I cringed. Not the weekend I “imagined.”  

I was oblivious to people around me also waiting to board the flight. I didn’t even get to do my favorite pastime: 
people-watching. I was still nervous when I was in the plane that the thought of transferring seats near the 
window did not entice me (I was alone in my row). I managed to nap a bit and drink some coffee. After a few hours, 
I am finally there. Just a few more minutes and I’d be faced with the scary truth. We messaged each other and 
I apologized the flight was late. Being his usual funny self, he made a comment about me not being the pilot 
anyway. I thought to myself, at least he and I would have fun coz he’s funny and uhm, I can be funny too. I went 
to the bathroom to freshen up. I contemplated on brushing my teeth again but I thought, “Nah, he won’t kiss me, 
at least not yet…” After checking how I look in the bathroom mirror, I walked towards the exit. To distract myself, 
I managed to make a snap. Whew. Breathe, I reminded myself. I just know he’s tall and white but his face I 
couldn’t really recall. Just that he looks really kind.

One more turn and I’m almost out. The other passengers in the flight were still waiting for their luggage. I sighed 
deeply one last time and stepped out. I was like, “who am I looking for…” Then I saw this tall, smiling, and 
friendly-looking guy approach me. I thought, at least he’s smiling before he rejects me. And before I could think 
any more, he hugged me. Tight. I wanted to hug him back with the same intensity but what he told me was 
playing back in my mind, so I gave him an ‘acceptable enough’ hug.

H: I saw her walk out of the baggage claim looking around and I just made a beeline for her. “Hey Artemis,” I yelled. 
She had about two seconds of recognition before I hugged her.

Hunter and I walked outside towards the parking area. I was still surprised as to how he  hasn’t rejected me yet. 
I thought maybe he would later. Once there in the parking area, we reached the elevator, and that’s when what I 
never thought happened. Hunter kissed me. His act caught me by surprise that I didn’t get to respond properly 
and accordingly (haha). 

H: Yup. As soon as the doors closed, I tapped her on the shoulder grabbed her face and just planted it on her. 
Definitely a “Wait… what?” response was received.

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My Young Guy Series : How We Met and the First Meeting

I was never into way younger men until I met Young Guy (YG). I never really asked him how he feels about me constantly calling him YG, but it is what it is. I am 13 years older than him, but that fact never bothered him. If any, it made him more curious whether he and I actually have chemistry. I guess for younger men (or women) this becomes a challenge (or fantasy) of some sort.

YG is good looking but not my type (when I met him, I was in my white boy phase, go figure). I find him too thin for my liking. I prefer a man who looks like a man, feminist friends will kill me, but I want a man who's strong, not necessarily buffed and all but someone who can protect me. Anyway, YG is fit and very fashionable. And being the millennial that he is, he uses hashtags every chance he gets and still makes me cringe sometimes.
Nonetheless, my curiosity got the better of me, and I still communicate with him. He and I met at the ever popular swiping app. No surprise there. Thankfully, he is smart too. He and I had chemistry as we were chatting and I had to admit I was intrigued by his smooth and consistent description of what he likes and not like. We went through the perfunctionary selfies and whole body shots (naked and otherwise) and we were still pretty much satisfied with what we saw. Through the pictures, I can say that his cock wasn't as big as others I have been with but I was still hopeful it'd be the opposite. 

I would only found out about it almost a month after we started chatting. 

He and I have been sending messages back and forth in almost a month when our schedule finally matched. It was a bit difficult since his family was visiting and I was busy with other stuff too. But everything soon worked out well. 

Since I was adamant that we meet halfway, the equally stubborn YG finally just booked me a room in a hotel near his area. I was coming from a couple of gatherings that night so I finally obliged. I was nervous but I thought, what's the worst thing that could possibly happen. He seemed excited because he kept on calling me every now and then (asking where I already was) and providing specific instructions. He said he will wait in front of the hotel. 

I was walking hurriedly to the place although I also made sure to check how I looked. As with any first time meeting, you're a combination of anxiousness and  excitement. Then I saw him. He's taller than I expected. He's about 5'10; I did confirm with him afterwards and he said correct. Looks like a model who's in a photo shott and I suddenly and slightly felt intimidated and self-conscious but what the heck, I know I can give him something he wants.  As soon as he saw me, his face lit up and he smiled. That made me relax. 

We proceeded to the front desk so that I could properly check in. He seemed legit and not afraid to use his real name. I immediately felt 'safe' and unafraid. It made me feel like I could trust him. He asked me if I wanted to have room delivered to the room and I politely declined. Soon after, we entered my room. I asked him how much time he has and he said maybe a couple of hours before he have to pick up his family from shopping. There was a brief awkward silence after that and then we both started talking. He then stopped and said, please talk and I said, "no, after you..." And boy, he did. We talked about our background, sexual motivation, interests, etc. We wanted to get to know each other more while gauging if we have chemistry. 

Conversation was easy and unforced. It was a relaxing time just talk with him about anything. I even thought to myself why I did not make time for it sooner. After talking for about 30 minutes, we both stopped then as if we were both thinking of it, we leaned closer and we kissed. That kiss was somewhat long and seemed to seal the deal. We agreed we'd be FWB (his term not mine coz if I would have it, I'd call it fuck buddy) but sexually exclusive. I told him we both can date other people and we just try to remain honest with each other. 

After we kissed, he looked at me expectantly. 

I stared back as if to say, "yes?" 

He smiled and he said, "I wanna feel your lips elsewhere..." His voice trailed off because at that moment I moved my head down to his cock...

(to be continued...)

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Caught in the Act

Late last year, I had a mini poll, most of which were answered privately. However, two anonymous readers did post: 

Interestingly enough, most of the 'private' responses voted Caught in the Act hence here goes...

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In the city where I am, it is quite common to meet people from other countries. Such was the case when I meet 'Denis', not his real name, DUH. When I met him, he was a visiting doctoral student. If I remember correctly, he is originally from Turkey but studying in the UK. Denis, had the looks I personally like in a guy, strong features on fair skin. In person however, he was too short for me. Hope he does not read this :)

Denis and I met to have dinner. He then asked me if we could go to a shisha place afterwards and I obliged. I watched and talked with him while he was 'smoking' and I can tell that his looks to me were getting more and more intense. It honestly surprised me because during dinner I did not observe him staring at me the way he was doing while we were at the shisha place. Perhaps there was something in the shisha. Anyway, Denis tried to kiss me while we were at the shisha place but I was able to successfully yet politely said no. After finishing what he was smoking, we stood up and left the place. We did not talk where we were going but I had the feeling it won’t be to the nearby public transpo. 

And I was right. 

Soon as we stepped out of the shisha place, Denis placed his arm around me and expertly moved my face to meet his. And before I could protest, his mouth was on mine. I wanted to say I did not want to kiss because he might have that shisha scent but surprisingly, he did not have. Denis’ lips were so soft and light on mine. It was difficult to resist. Soon after, I responded with much gusto and was even oblivious to who might see us. I was more focused on the owner of the softest lips I have ever kissed. These lips however (and as I would later find out) have some sort of intention. His kisses got deeper and his tongue soon joined in the action. Nonetheless, the softness was there but with a teasing touch, to my delight. 

Knowing we couldn’t just kiss there, Denis whispered if we could go somewhere else. I looked at him and told him I have to go home that night so any ‘quiet place’ would be out of the question. As we were not locals of the neighborhood we were in, we couldn’t think of any other options until we both saw the flashing, inviting lights of the karaoke place. 

It’s like “White Castle” if you ever watched Harold and Kumar movie. It’s like heaven on Earth. It’s our answered ‘prayer’. 

We got a booth although since it was a ‘slow’ night, we essentially got a room on the second floor. It was interesting how none of us asked each other whether we were into karaoke. We simply did not care and that time, I didn’t too. There was a staff who explained to us the room basics and we just nodded and said yes but no one really cared nor paid attention. 

The room had windows on one side, overlooking the street, and a door window but had stickers for some sort of privacy but enough for anyone to still somewhat see if the people inside needed help or something. As with any typical karaoke room, a table in the middle and comfy couch. The couch in the room we were in was big. Like what I said, it was a slow night so we probably got one of the better rooms. Once the door was closed, Denis and I continued kissing. This time, it was more urgent and more passionate. I even remember taking control at some point. Until I saw the karaoke remote. 

Then I remembered where we were so I whispered to him that we must at least sing. He said that we need not do it coz the room was already paid for. But I sternly looked at him and stressed, “paid for singing”. So, he grudgingly chose a song. It was one of Oasis’ more famous songs, Wonderwall. He clearly did not want to sing but I wouldn’t kiss him again until he sings so he did. Then I started to kiss and playfully touch him at certain parts of his body. 

The thought of getting caught was also somewhat getting to be a turn on for me so I continued to deepen my kisses to him and added light touches and some sexy rubbing of a part of my body to his. It was really getting hot and I was really pushing him to his limits...

Denis told me to sing (I chose a Lisa Loeb song) and then he swiftly removed my bra hooks under my dress. He cupped my breasts and then kissed the nipples from outside my dress. And without asking for my permission, he had my dress up and sucked on my tits. I was surprised and got self conscious but his oh so soft lips got the better of me. I left him suck and kick on my tits for a good 3/4 of the Lisa Loeb song, which I barely sang. As he was sucking on my tits, I reached for his already hard cock. 

His hard cock made me excited. I then asked him to make himself comfy on the couch and took his cock out of his shorts. Damn, it was big for someone not so tall like him. I looked at the door and there does not seem to be any action nor other people so I sucked his cock. I licked the tip and inserted my tongue at the hole there. Denis groaned. I then slowly placed his cock in my mouth and then soon after was bobbing my head up and down his dick. I knew I was reaching a point that we might not have no room for but I did not care. As I was doing this, Denis returned the favor by fingering me. Licking his fingers then putting in my already wet pussy. We must have looked like the most sweaty karaoke singers who were not singing in an air conditioned room. 

Inevitably, we knew we have to feel each other more. That’s when I kind of got scared a bit but he told me no one would know and care. I was not so sure about that. At this point, we have not been singing for like 10 minutes and in the karaoke business, that surely means ‘unsatisfied’ patrons. I told him to at least sing while I sit on his cock. The position would be me sitting on his cock with my dress still on but undies already gone. It would just look like we were sweet lovers just making hardcore PDA in a room with more than enough space to sit. Seemed a perfect idea that time if only he played by MY rules. I told him to sing while I start doing my thing. It went without a hitch and I even got to pump like six pumps on his cock until I looked toward the door and saw the staff. He hurriedly left when I saw him and I panicked. I told Denis I did not wanna get in trouble so I immediately convinced him to leave the place...

Have you ever done something like this? How did your experience go? 

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Snap

i am also on Snapchat and this hot guy sent me stuff he wanted to do to me.


So hot!

What would you have told me?



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Spurt

To those who have been following my blog over the years, I think I have mentioned often that I have no problems making friends and meeting with other people. One of the apps that I have used for this purpose (and not necessarily for hookups) is Whisper. I like this app because it is anonymous, simple, and straightforward. You can post rants and raves from anything to everything and other people can easily like it (by clicking on the heart), replying to it (with another whisper), or chat with the poster. 

My most successful interaction to date here has to be the two guys I ended up having threesome with but that is up for another post. :p

This post is all about Adam (not his real name, of course). Adam responded to a whisper I posted by chat. He is very engaging, witty, and as I would found out later on, very sexy yummy! I honestly cannot remember who started the sexy banter but the wholesome convo soon turned into raunchy, sexy, and hot convo. Soon after, we were trading pictures with less and less clothing involved. 

I have to admit, Adam is hot. He is very muscular and clearly works out a lot (not personally my type) that may look intimidating to most people until you see his kind face. If you don't see his physique and just basing on looks alone, you would definitely wanna bring this gentle giant home to your folks. 

Anyway, on the same day Adam and I chatted, he and I agreed to meet immediately. Thankfully, he and I found each other "okay" enough or perhaps we were both just turned on. Whatever the reason, Adam and I were soon in my room. 

This playful man, in spite of his very aggressive words, was not that aggressive in person. I remember leaning forward and letting him touch my puppies. Soon after though, he was no longer shy. He leaned forward and soon managed to convince me to remove what I was wearing. He sucking on my tits was one of the most pleasurable things ever. His mouth just placed the right amount of pressure and his sucking movement was enough to elicit pleasure. I vividly remember moaning softly. Soon after, Adam showed me in the flesh what he has been showing me through pictures. It was just right for his size (height and physique); I honestly thought it could be smaller since most guys who work out seem to have tiny cocks. :p 

I was teasing Adam with my puppies while lightly touching his cock. He asked me to put in my mouth. Being the playful woman that I am, I told him I would suck and/or kiss and/or lick for each true information he gives me. I need not wait long coz soon after Adam gave me his autobiography, compact version, of course. He and I did not plan on doing the deed on that day although with how the chemistry was between us, it was inevitable. 

At this point however, I was continually and alternately sucking and stroking him. I remember thinking to suggest to him that we get totally naked soon so that we could do the deed. I was gonna say that hence I took a quick pause from my task until 1, 2, 3 boom, Adam spurted!



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Kinky in the Karaoke Room

I will be posting kinky in the karaoke room stories.

Watch out! :)

Which do you want to read first?

A) Caught in the Act

or

B) Black Guy's Bulge


Comment your choice :)




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