Thursday, May 19, 2016
D.L.S.
Sunday, May 15, 2016
What's your number?
Oftentimes, I would hear guy friends of mine talk about their 'number' --- number of girlfriends they've had, number of flings, number of times he did this girl non-stop (*roll eyes*), how long he went down a girl (as if it was that accurate), etc.
It's like a testimony of how suave or how good they are. It got me thinking.
What if we women said their own numbers? What about my numbers...
Let me give it a try:
- 6 number of liberated women I used to be friends with
- 5 number of naked people (including myself) in one room that I have been with
- 4 number of serious relationships I've had
- 3 number of long term FUBU's I had
- 2 number of guys I had sex with in less than 24 hours (during my crazy days)
- 1 number of times I ever squirted
★ Piper ★
Saturday, May 14, 2016
Best compliment?
Sunday, May 8, 2016
How dirty are you?
Anyway, I decided to ask this question because I remembered a former FUBU of mine who was well, uhm, a bit dirty. I thought to myself: I'm sure he is not the only one who had those dirty thoughts in mind.
Am I correct or am I correct? *winks*
Some self-righteous people would cringe at the thought of "dirty" especially when it relates to the idea of making love or having sex. Oh well, to each his or her own. To be honest, I used to be one of those too. I mean, I have always been horny but I'm like "horny with limitations" that is until I met Peewee.
Peewee is the last person I'd think who'd open my eyes (and others too) in this "new" and "dirty" world. He and I have known each other for quite a while now and we've also been intimate but we never really talked about other aspects of sex until that time.
Peewee: "What's the dirtiest thing you've done?"
I paused before typing my reply...
Me: "Is this sex-related?"
Peewee: "Of course..." *grins*
Me: *thinks* "To be honest, I cannot really recall a daring and dirty sex incident I've had..."
I then said, "is that lame?"
And he typed, "oh no. probably no one just dared to introduce you to those kind of things..."
He continued, "are you open to it?"
As I waited for his reply, thoughts of feces and dead people clouded my mind. I involuntarily cringed. I thought, "eww gross.. not that" Then I realized those things have to be my hard limit.
He then said, "I cannot believe I am saying this to you but I have always fantasized peeing on someone and being pee'd on..."
I didn't know how to respond to that. I paused. I was actually not disgusted by it --- I just haven't tried it so I don't really know how I'd react to it. The more I thought about it though, the more curious and interested I became. So much so that I failed to reply to him until he buzzed me (yes, old school e, YM baby!) haha
That brought me back to my senses and I then replied to him: "so what are your dirty thoughts?"
How dirty was he or how dirty can he be? When I think about it, he's actually not so "dirty".
He wanted to pee on me and the more I think about it, I have to admit, I got excited as well. When he realized I was open with the idea, he no longer hesitated and told me more about what he wanted.
Aside from wanting to pee on me, he also equally wanted me to pee on him --- on his face... his mouth open. I was surprised but he clearly liked it this way...
Too bad we never got to do any of these for real...
What about YOU?
How dirty can you get?
★ Piper ★
Saturday, May 7, 2016
How long can you go?
H
I don’t know you well enough for this to be A Thing. I know. My friend says to relax because it’s foolish to throw all my eggs in one basket, let alone, a basket I’m still learning. But I've never known a guy like you and I don't like the idea of not knowing things. I so hate it. I despise it. Knowing what I'm getting myself in was the only way I survived all the heartaches in my life...
I’m always wondering how you’re doing. I wake up, and I hate how stupid this sounds, you’re on my mind. I'm often reminded of how you look from my peripheral vision; with your glasses. I think of asking if you’re okay, if you’re happy, if you’re doing all the things you want to be doing. I think of asking which other places you want to visit. You are so good and so nice and so "pure" and I want to kiss the kindness inside you. I want you to be loved in the exact way you love.
I am a play it cool girl. Until I met you. I tried to dismiss you as just another guy but you are beyond that --- you're smart, funny, fun, and sweet. And when I decide someone is interesting, I can’t let it go. I want to know all of them. I want to trace their insecurities back to roots and kiss the bruised spots. But because I find you too pure, I just cannot. I have to push you away because sooner or later my demons and stories will eventually do that to you... Better now than later.
I won’t sit by my phone hoping you’ll text. Because I’ll go ahead and text you. Even when I say I’m not going to. Even when I tell myself that maybe I'm just another girl in another typical night for you.
You are still hurting and I’m bleeding too. Maybe we aren’t healed enough for something real. Maybe we will put up walls or someone will run, or it’s all in my head to begin with.
All I know is that every time your name pops up in my screen, I want to know how your day is. And not for sake of small talk. I just want to know.
Friday, May 6, 2016
New Names, Same Game
He also said the term "side dicks" which is the "side chicks" term for women.
★ Piper ★