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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★ Piper ★
Wednesday, November 7, 2018
Saturday, November 3, 2018
''Snagged" (Part 1)
If you have been following my posts then you would have known that I have been open to seeing men from other countries. Not that there have been many of them. Like Josh, 'Paolo' is Italian-American. He has been living in the country I am in for more than 10 years now. As with most people (read: guys), they have this fascination with the women (or men) here apart from the 'culture'. Paolo is no different. He has this obsession with anything related to this country and women, are no different. He got married and eventually had three kids. Unfortunately, (for them), they ended their marriage more than a year before I met him.
I met Paolo on Tinder. He started the conversation with me on the messaging platform of the app. He was witty, engaging, and well, likes the same things I do in terms of movies, music, and travel. He and I eventually changed contacts in another messaging app and we continued chatting there. Paolo's very witty so our messages usually became highlights of my day. One night, he and I finally talked about when we were gonna meet. We agreed on a weekday night.
On the night that he and I were going to meet, I texted him one last time and asked how I would recognize him (just in case the Tinder picture is so far from the real --- this happens!). He described himself as bearded and balding. To be honest, I got kind of taken aback coz his pictures weren't that. As I was focused on my thoughts and thinking of possible reasons I could end the meeting early, I saw him. Well, true to his description, he was indeed balding and bearded but he still looked as handsome as the man in the pictures, although clearly much older.
I have to admit I find everything about Paolo that night cute. His hesitant and shy disposition was such a huge turn on to me. He and I had Japanese dinner and the attraction deepened as we talked more. Light flirting and touching soon ensued. After dinner, he and I held hands as we walked around that neighborhood. There was something about Paolo that made me wanna cuddle (with him) and touch him that night. I think he wanted the same too but only possibly because of his lack of action.
Yes, I know, overthinking me. Couldn't help it. Nonetheless, Paolo and I soon find ourselves in agreement about wanting to be with each other. Something about this man made me qualm any doubts or reservations I have.
Paolo and I entered the room and as soon as he closed the door, he kissed me. Softly, at first. And then soon his kisses became more urgent and deeper. Paolo then helped me out of my top. Kissing my neck as he removed the buttons of my blouse. He is taking his time but I can see his eyes getting more intense as less and less of my clothes remain.
Finally, I only have bra and underwear on. Paolo also removed his clothes until only his boxers were left. He then led me to the bed. We kissed again. I was thinking this guy really knows how to kiss. (It was very soft and not like the type that you'd probably end up dead because of their tongue piercing your mouth.) He moved his mouth towards my neck again but this time he was more intent on going for my breasts. He expertly removed my bra and soon enough Paolo's soft and warm lips were on my breasts. He took his time sucking on them. I can tell that he clearly loved doing that. As he was doing that, his hands were also busy removing my underwear. Not to be outdone, I then used my hands too to get his boxers gone too. And I was successful.
As he realized what I had successfully done, he moved his mouth again into kissing my lips. The warmth and softness of his lips had some sort of spark. I reached for his already hard member and I know that it won't be long before I would feel it fill me. However, I wanted to do something more for him. I then moved my body so that John can be on the bed. I kissed him on his lips and then proceeded making small kisses on his neck (with a necklace he never removes; Paolo and I obviously met again after this) then to his chest, his stomach part, and finally down there.
I proceeded to kiss Paolo's c*ck. I noticed how his c*ck's head is bigger than the usual. It got me excited. As with my usual 'style', I stare at my partner's eyes and then proceeded on kissing his c*ck. I was very careful to be slow in doing so but I had to admit the excitement in me was reaching its peak too. I am getting excited and I cannot keep it any longer but I have to do what I have always enjoyed doing. I sucked Paolo's entire full and hard c*ck. I felt his largeness hitting my braces' grills (I had braces during my adult years and was only removed fairly recently). I adjusted and opened my mouth a bit bigger so he won't feel pain. Paolo was very much excited by what my mouth was doing to him that he would voluntarily (and eagerly) moved his body upwards to meet my mouth. Our bodies were moving in sync. It has been a while since I felt this harmony with anyone.
Soon after, he moved me back to the bed. I already knew what he was going to do.
He kissed me briefly on my lips and settled himself on top of me. He reached for his rubber and placed it on his c*ck. He licked his fingers and rubbed my already wet pussy. His c*ck was already waiting outside my hole and so was I. In spite of that though, I did not expect how his c*ck's big head would still hurt me. It hurt a lot as he was pushing down his weight on me. He can see I was in pain so he would too cautiously put it in. Until finally, it was all in. He moved so slowly too before he pumped in me. Oh boy, it felt great. The pain was there but once he started moving and in rhythm with my body, all hell broke lose. I was gripping his shoulders with both my hands. His every pump was hitting me in all the right places that I felt (or thought) that I was gonna come soon. In a few minutes however we both did...we were both well spent wondering what the hell happened...
Suddenly becoming self-conscious, I moved and went to the shower...I left the door unlocked though knowing that the night is still young...
to be continued...
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★ Piper ★
I met Paolo on Tinder. He started the conversation with me on the messaging platform of the app. He was witty, engaging, and well, likes the same things I do in terms of movies, music, and travel. He and I eventually changed contacts in another messaging app and we continued chatting there. Paolo's very witty so our messages usually became highlights of my day. One night, he and I finally talked about when we were gonna meet. We agreed on a weekday night.
On the night that he and I were going to meet, I texted him one last time and asked how I would recognize him (just in case the Tinder picture is so far from the real --- this happens!). He described himself as bearded and balding. To be honest, I got kind of taken aback coz his pictures weren't that. As I was focused on my thoughts and thinking of possible reasons I could end the meeting early, I saw him. Well, true to his description, he was indeed balding and bearded but he still looked as handsome as the man in the pictures, although clearly much older.
I have to admit I find everything about Paolo that night cute. His hesitant and shy disposition was such a huge turn on to me. He and I had Japanese dinner and the attraction deepened as we talked more. Light flirting and touching soon ensued. After dinner, he and I held hands as we walked around that neighborhood. There was something about Paolo that made me wanna cuddle (with him) and touch him that night. I think he wanted the same too but only possibly because of his lack of action.
Yes, I know, overthinking me. Couldn't help it. Nonetheless, Paolo and I soon find ourselves in agreement about wanting to be with each other. Something about this man made me qualm any doubts or reservations I have.
Paolo and I entered the room and as soon as he closed the door, he kissed me. Softly, at first. And then soon his kisses became more urgent and deeper. Paolo then helped me out of my top. Kissing my neck as he removed the buttons of my blouse. He is taking his time but I can see his eyes getting more intense as less and less of my clothes remain.
Finally, I only have bra and underwear on. Paolo also removed his clothes until only his boxers were left. He then led me to the bed. We kissed again. I was thinking this guy really knows how to kiss. (It was very soft and not like the type that you'd probably end up dead because of their tongue piercing your mouth.) He moved his mouth towards my neck again but this time he was more intent on going for my breasts. He expertly removed my bra and soon enough Paolo's soft and warm lips were on my breasts. He took his time sucking on them. I can tell that he clearly loved doing that. As he was doing that, his hands were also busy removing my underwear. Not to be outdone, I then used my hands too to get his boxers gone too. And I was successful.
As he realized what I had successfully done, he moved his mouth again into kissing my lips. The warmth and softness of his lips had some sort of spark. I reached for his already hard member and I know that it won't be long before I would feel it fill me. However, I wanted to do something more for him. I then moved my body so that John can be on the bed. I kissed him on his lips and then proceeded making small kisses on his neck (with a necklace he never removes; Paolo and I obviously met again after this) then to his chest, his stomach part, and finally down there.
I proceeded to kiss Paolo's c*ck. I noticed how his c*ck's head is bigger than the usual. It got me excited. As with my usual 'style', I stare at my partner's eyes and then proceeded on kissing his c*ck. I was very careful to be slow in doing so but I had to admit the excitement in me was reaching its peak too. I am getting excited and I cannot keep it any longer but I have to do what I have always enjoyed doing. I sucked Paolo's entire full and hard c*ck. I felt his largeness hitting my braces' grills (I had braces during my adult years and was only removed fairly recently). I adjusted and opened my mouth a bit bigger so he won't feel pain. Paolo was very much excited by what my mouth was doing to him that he would voluntarily (and eagerly) moved his body upwards to meet my mouth. Our bodies were moving in sync. It has been a while since I felt this harmony with anyone.
Soon after, he moved me back to the bed. I already knew what he was going to do.
He kissed me briefly on my lips and settled himself on top of me. He reached for his rubber and placed it on his c*ck. He licked his fingers and rubbed my already wet pussy. His c*ck was already waiting outside my hole and so was I. In spite of that though, I did not expect how his c*ck's big head would still hurt me. It hurt a lot as he was pushing down his weight on me. He can see I was in pain so he would too cautiously put it in. Until finally, it was all in. He moved so slowly too before he pumped in me. Oh boy, it felt great. The pain was there but once he started moving and in rhythm with my body, all hell broke lose. I was gripping his shoulders with both my hands. His every pump was hitting me in all the right places that I felt (or thought) that I was gonna come soon. In a few minutes however we both did...we were both well spent wondering what the hell happened...
Suddenly becoming self-conscious, I moved and went to the shower...I left the door unlocked though knowing that the night is still young...
to be continued...
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★ Piper ★
Monday, October 29, 2018
Sunday, October 28, 2018
My "Innocent Boy" Continued...
Before reading this, make sure you have read this.
From last post...~~~ I thought to myself: this is not good yet at that time, I did not have time to think, what I only wanted was to continue kissing this sweet, seemingly innocent boy on top of me...
In the semi-dark room, Mike and I continue to kiss. As the kiss deepened, I felt Mike's hands in other areas of my body. Instinctively, I would groan and moan as he managed to successfully touch (and tickle) sensitive areas of my body. For someone so young and whom I refer as "innocent", he clearly is not.
Mike touched my body like it has never been caressed before. He then went back to my breasts and started sucking on them. I was moaning louder than expected but we did not care. He reached for my hand and guided it to his huge cock. And that's when I felt the image of my "innocent boy" slowly dissipating.
Mike's cock is long, full, and clearly not one of a 'boy'. Like a curious kid, I swiftly let my fingers and my hand stroke him in the way I know how. He groaned and moaned. His manhood seemed to have a mind on its own. I was excited as to how much pleasure his cock would bring me.
I need not wait long...
Mike then positioned himself to allow ourselves to kiss. A kiss that seemed to seal what will happen. A kiss that signifies my permission. A kiss that signalled the beginning of an amazing night.
The kiss was passionate and long.
Sweet yet sensual.
Teasing yet prodding.
Taunting.
Letting me know it is up to me to guide on what will happen next...
And that I did.
After what seemed (and felt) like forever of Mike and I kissing, I briefly stopped and then looked at his eyes. He knew. He was waiting for it. And he saw it.
Mike then quickly got something from his bag (rubber, obviously) and placed it around his very hard (and big) cock. He then gently positioned himself on top of me. He kissed me again on the forehead, eyes, and then my lips. Soon after, I then felt his hardness. I already had a preview that it was long and big but it was still difficult when he tried putting it on.
I mustered all my might not to make any sound although Karl still was not back. It was not easy. Legit, it was not easy.
I was no longer a virgin (obviously) but that night I felt like one. Mike was gifted with anatomy and skills. He has shown me how in spite of his innocent demeanor and innocent-looking boy facade, I seemed to have been deflowered that night.
Mike introduced to me positions I have not tried. Sensations that I never thought existed. He filled me completely. And eventually, filled up his rubber. That night, we had sex twice.
I will never forget my able, sensual, and highly innocent-looking boy...
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★ Piper ★
From last post...~~~ I thought to myself: this is not good yet at that time, I did not have time to think, what I only wanted was to continue kissing this sweet, seemingly innocent boy on top of me...
In the semi-dark room, Mike and I continue to kiss. As the kiss deepened, I felt Mike's hands in other areas of my body. Instinctively, I would groan and moan as he managed to successfully touch (and tickle) sensitive areas of my body. For someone so young and whom I refer as "innocent", he clearly is not.
Mike touched my body like it has never been caressed before. He then went back to my breasts and started sucking on them. I was moaning louder than expected but we did not care. He reached for my hand and guided it to his huge cock. And that's when I felt the image of my "innocent boy" slowly dissipating.
Mike's cock is long, full, and clearly not one of a 'boy'. Like a curious kid, I swiftly let my fingers and my hand stroke him in the way I know how. He groaned and moaned. His manhood seemed to have a mind on its own. I was excited as to how much pleasure his cock would bring me.
I need not wait long...
Mike then positioned himself to allow ourselves to kiss. A kiss that seemed to seal what will happen. A kiss that signifies my permission. A kiss that signalled the beginning of an amazing night.
The kiss was passionate and long.
Sweet yet sensual.
Teasing yet prodding.
Taunting.
Letting me know it is up to me to guide on what will happen next...
And that I did.
After what seemed (and felt) like forever of Mike and I kissing, I briefly stopped and then looked at his eyes. He knew. He was waiting for it. And he saw it.
Mike then quickly got something from his bag (rubber, obviously) and placed it around his very hard (and big) cock. He then gently positioned himself on top of me. He kissed me again on the forehead, eyes, and then my lips. Soon after, I then felt his hardness. I already had a preview that it was long and big but it was still difficult when he tried putting it on.
I mustered all my might not to make any sound although Karl still was not back. It was not easy. Legit, it was not easy.
I was no longer a virgin (obviously) but that night I felt like one. Mike was gifted with anatomy and skills. He has shown me how in spite of his innocent demeanor and innocent-looking boy facade, I seemed to have been deflowered that night.
Mike introduced to me positions I have not tried. Sensations that I never thought existed. He filled me completely. And eventually, filled up his rubber. That night, we had sex twice.
I will never forget my able, sensual, and highly innocent-looking boy...
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★ Piper ★
Friday, October 26, 2018
'Skype'
Ever heard of the country Dominica? Me too, I have not. Well not, until I met Curtis (not his real name).
The app that many and mostly heterogenous individuals were raving about initially had become stagnant on my phone. It was too inactive that I almost considered giving it up and deleting it completely. But my egoistic self said, hold on Piper, you got almost 600 matches. Take note that this list is already the sifted through version so that IS quite a huge number.
Anyway, one night when I was still semi-active, a really good-looking man messages me. Obviously, I swiped right on him so looks-wise, he passed. I then checked his profile again but there weren't much info on there which gave me an idea he might be hiding something or just plain 'mysterious'. I replied to his message and we soon found ourselves chatting often still on the app. After a couple of weeks, Curtis asked if there if some other messaging app we could chat so that we could immediately reply. Gave him one and we continued chatting there.
As with anything new, both of us were quite eager to reply and find out more about each other. Curtis would reply to my questions quite sparingly and TOO carefully. Being not that curious and not the type to prod unwilling individuals, I did not insist on him answering questions.
One night, Curtis and I decided to meet. He brought me to his neighborhood and we went to his favorite club. It had nice music but it was quite evident that he was interested in some other thing, or should I say, someone, moi, of course. *ego is really bloating right now LMAO* We left the place after an hour and made out in his un-tinted car. He asked me if I wanted to do some other things. I coyly said, what do you mean...
He then asked if he could bring me home. Weirded by his reply, I said sure and then the 30-minute drive back to my place became one of the most heated car moments I have ever had. Curtis wanted me to suck his c*ck while he drives. What else should I do? Of course, I obliged. I gamely scooted over making sure drivers of oncoming traffic couldn't see us. I expertly positioned myself so that I could easily have him fill my mouth completely. I reminded him to have his eyes on the road although I can say that it was not an easy feat for him. Thankfully, we arrived safely at my place. He quickly parked the car and we both went to my place.
That night, Curtis and I had the first of several trysts in a span of two months. Curtis was selfless, rough (as I like sometimes), and very open to trying out new things. One of the things I tried with him which the voyeur in me particularly enjoyed was being watched through Skype.
This thought has always played in my mind and I have openly mentioned this to Curtis, who seem to be 'game' with anything I say. Seriously, it was too good to be true. I always tell him I want to watch him do another girl or have him watch me be f*cked by another guy. Both situations aroused us immensely.
One afternoon, he was there in my apartment and we played with this thought. At that moment, I remembered that I mentioned this fantasy to one of my friends and she seemed 'open' with it. I told Curtis, why don't we call her? (Of course I know that she was just home then since she and I were just messaging prior to him arriving at my place.)
I excitedly immediately called her. She picked up the phone and asked her if she wanted to watch. Marie* (not her real name) uttered, "I am shy." I somewhat told her that she will just watch and nothing else. Thankfully (thanks Marie!) she eventually obliged.
Curtis was holding my phone while I rode him like crazy. I was not even aware of Marie anymore. Just the thought that we are doing it to a real audience was enough to make me pump on him like crazy. Curtis, who's normally not so loud, was more expressive that day too. After riding him, he proceeded to suck my tits and moving the phone so that Marie can see clearly. Soon after, he asked me to assume doggy position and roughly moved in me. The whole time, he was deftly moving the phone so Marie can view various angles of our position. He even grabbed my hair as he thrusted in me. Soon after, he pulled out and came.
We then said our goodbyes and ended the call. Marie teased me incessantly after but I was kind of sure she and I had a stronger bond after that virtual viewing experience.
It was one of the hottest moments I had with Curtis and I was also glad the be able to share with a friend.
The app that many and mostly heterogenous individuals were raving about initially had become stagnant on my phone. It was too inactive that I almost considered giving it up and deleting it completely. But my egoistic self said, hold on Piper, you got almost 600 matches. Take note that this list is already the sifted through version so that IS quite a huge number.
Anyway, one night when I was still semi-active, a really good-looking man messages me. Obviously, I swiped right on him so looks-wise, he passed. I then checked his profile again but there weren't much info on there which gave me an idea he might be hiding something or just plain 'mysterious'. I replied to his message and we soon found ourselves chatting often still on the app. After a couple of weeks, Curtis asked if there if some other messaging app we could chat so that we could immediately reply. Gave him one and we continued chatting there.
As with anything new, both of us were quite eager to reply and find out more about each other. Curtis would reply to my questions quite sparingly and TOO carefully. Being not that curious and not the type to prod unwilling individuals, I did not insist on him answering questions.
One night, Curtis and I decided to meet. He brought me to his neighborhood and we went to his favorite club. It had nice music but it was quite evident that he was interested in some other thing, or should I say, someone, moi, of course. *ego is really bloating right now LMAO* We left the place after an hour and made out in his un-tinted car. He asked me if I wanted to do some other things. I coyly said, what do you mean...
He then asked if he could bring me home. Weirded by his reply, I said sure and then the 30-minute drive back to my place became one of the most heated car moments I have ever had. Curtis wanted me to suck his c*ck while he drives. What else should I do? Of course, I obliged. I gamely scooted over making sure drivers of oncoming traffic couldn't see us. I expertly positioned myself so that I could easily have him fill my mouth completely. I reminded him to have his eyes on the road although I can say that it was not an easy feat for him. Thankfully, we arrived safely at my place. He quickly parked the car and we both went to my place.
That night, Curtis and I had the first of several trysts in a span of two months. Curtis was selfless, rough (as I like sometimes), and very open to trying out new things. One of the things I tried with him which the voyeur in me particularly enjoyed was being watched through Skype.
This thought has always played in my mind and I have openly mentioned this to Curtis, who seem to be 'game' with anything I say. Seriously, it was too good to be true. I always tell him I want to watch him do another girl or have him watch me be f*cked by another guy. Both situations aroused us immensely.
One afternoon, he was there in my apartment and we played with this thought. At that moment, I remembered that I mentioned this fantasy to one of my friends and she seemed 'open' with it. I told Curtis, why don't we call her? (Of course I know that she was just home then since she and I were just messaging prior to him arriving at my place.)
I excitedly immediately called her. She picked up the phone and asked her if she wanted to watch. Marie* (not her real name) uttered, "I am shy." I somewhat told her that she will just watch and nothing else. Thankfully (thanks Marie!) she eventually obliged.
Curtis was holding my phone while I rode him like crazy. I was not even aware of Marie anymore. Just the thought that we are doing it to a real audience was enough to make me pump on him like crazy. Curtis, who's normally not so loud, was more expressive that day too. After riding him, he proceeded to suck my tits and moving the phone so that Marie can see clearly. Soon after, he asked me to assume doggy position and roughly moved in me. The whole time, he was deftly moving the phone so Marie can view various angles of our position. He even grabbed my hair as he thrusted in me. Soon after, he pulled out and came.
We then said our goodbyes and ended the call. Marie teased me incessantly after but I was kind of sure she and I had a stronger bond after that virtual viewing experience.
It was one of the hottest moments I had with Curtis and I was also glad the be able to share with a friend.
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