i love life


i am a hopeless romantic and one bad date away from being cynical. i am a sucker for the written word. i love robert jordan, as much as that performance artist lady gaga or that crackwhore amy winehouse. i like reality shows and every tv show which exploits drama. I love TYRA, with her narcissism and her smize..i curse, weep and howl. i hate dumb people, and yet i think i am dumb most of the time. i am a drama queen, but i also smile the sweetest of smiles and bellow ear-shattering laughters. i frown at incompetence but screams for pleasure. i squirm when bored and squirm when tittilated. i am a connoisseur of visual and aural feasts--of all things ethereal and sublime ; ghastly and profane; a sense of aesthetics is my best friend, i like latex and pvc. i am a friend. a confidant. a lover. a mistress. a doting girlfriend. i am a creature who enjoys pigging-out on her favorite food in silence while watching crappy reality shows,then feels guilty after. i am butter melting deliciously on your tongue. i am narcissistic and extremely vain.a camera-whore who flirts with the lens on like, a regular basis. i am edward-smitten;and chris evan too.and everyday i adore a different man. i live in the present, and pop culture is my religion;i am always politically correct, but i think political correctness leads us to think like a herd, i dont think its a fault of people to think differently from mine, until we take the time to make a difference, but i take maliscious happiness in the misery of others and i religiously read perezhilton and tmz for my favorite celebrity like britney and others, and i secretly wish that lindsay will fuck it up , drink and sound the scram bracelet once more and be thrown in jail... . i am sometimes, laid back, i start and have no follow through like this blog which i have forgotten so many times. i am a person with so many gifts, and i feel like i owe it to myself to write my experiences, because i have been gifted with so much and i need to share it to the world,
.i kick myself when i fail, i hug myself when i succeed. i dare to live in waking dreams. i am a bit of a tragedy and a resounding success. i am beauty and ugliness. i love my body because its strong and i hate it because its strong. i always wish to be thinner, but i always wish to be healthier. i am a walking irony. i am dominant , but passive-aggressive. i am sane and crazy. i am happy and sad. i am shadow and light. agony and ecstasy. cold as ice. hot as fire. ..take a deep breathe
love me or hate me.
i am wholistic and i am real.
i am far from perfect.



cage me up

cage me up

Thursday, June 10, 2010

the masturbation fantasy


one thing i learned. to be able to write with a proper flow, we must only write about things that we know.
and since i have been celibate for almost three months now( i know i know its pathetic) i am on hormone therapy, so I have as much urge as someone on chemo.( no offense)
so to put a little bit of spice on this blog, i will write about my masturbation fantasy.
well not a fantasy, its one of those sexual experience that change us....its so GOOD, it can keep us going, especially when we fake arousal with a mediocre partner.
mine is mr. stone.
my masturbation fantasy today. yesterday. and tomorrow.
i met mr stone in HONGKONG thru adultfriendfinder
it was an exciting weekend, and I am dressed in my beautiful ( uniform looking) zara button up red and white super mini dress, I was choosing between Mr Stone and some other guy. I always see to it that I have a choice, especially on weekends. We all have to be smart this day and age of dating.
I usually dont Go for younger men, because a lot of them have hang ups, and I just dont want to deal with baggages. Im a tranny, I have enough drama in my life.
But for some reason, I decided to meet mr stone....
And as I walked in Coyote(the mexican bar and resto) in lockhart road, I saw him.
Fuck he is hot.
Fleshy, toned, well dressed, piercing blue eyes like a siberian husky, wearing the tightest pair of jeans, showing off his round super tight BOTTOM. He is tall, and had enough product on his hair to cook a wok( thank you jane lynch)
Of course I didnt show my instant admiration, I know he seen me, and his jaw dropped...Just the way I like it. I only go with men who is attracted to me, everyone has an option to say NO.
But as I get to know this man, not only is he handsome, but such a charming intelligent man as well. I mentally erased my contingency plan and secretly declined my " reserve guy" thru sms hehe
He is an environmentalist, saving the orangutans in indonesia. oh how i wish to be in the jungle with him, and do nasty things in front of the wildlife. this probably sounds better in my head.
he is an american--and i usually hate american cockiness, but its rare that i can meet an american who is as liberated, as charming, and as well dressed as mr stone...
he also has this New Jersey accent which I though is sooo adorable.
i am horny as hell, and we have been making out like hormone crazed teen agers.
I was so tempted to take him home , but i decided that MR STONE needs to be shown.
He is an arm candy and I would love to walk around with him...the night is LONG
So I showed him off to my bestfriends... Portia, who has a thing for Bears instantly liked him. "stay away !!!!"
as shown in the photos, my two bestfriends cant keep their hands of my Mr STone.
then he surprised me again...
He can dance. a white guy who can dance? not only rare....but almost extinct.
he is so good looking and so metrosexual, he became sexually ambigous, and we were in GECKO, a popular gender friendly bar.
then i noticed all the gay guys and the trannies and the women started to gravitate on my GUY.
I got territorial and took him HOME.
Just as we entered his hotel room, we kissed each other so hard,we barely closed the door, i can feel his stubles just rubbing and making my face red. I am so aroused of his hunger for me...
he slammed me on a wall, and i can feel his hard body pressing me, and his erection just above my navel.
and suddenly,he ripped my dress, and threw me on the bed.
and before i knew it, he is on top of me, kissing me, licking me everywhere....
i was on a haze, drunk of vodka and my need for him to take me,
i can feel his hand going up my skirt and pulling my panties down, and the other, just grabbing my breast...HARD....
and as i moaned and arched my back in pure pleasure, he went down on me,
he is fully dressed and i kept on pulling up his shirt,
but he is just licking and sucking my cock,
i was almost screaming, he is licking my balls and my ass, then sucking my cock
and i kept on pulling back, I was so horny, I would come anytime

so with all my might...i pushed him back and ask him to strip for me...
and he did....
he has a smirk on his face and danced a little,
he did this little strip show,
i can still picture it in my head.
i was thinking..."damn, im a lucky girl"...
Not only is he good in bed, he is sooooo HOT....naked....
he pulled his shirt off, and his body is ripped and glistening, im almost fainting,
his pants is bulging with erection, and he came over,
he sort of read my mind, and knew that I want to be the one to open his pants,
like a gift with an exciting surprise,
so i pulled his zip open and i exposed a bulging a red cotton briefs....
and as i pulled it down, i exposed a throbbing long shaft,

his cock looks as he does....
LONG , thick, PINK, AMAZING--thanks samantha
and before I knew it, I was sucking it...it was one of those cocks that just tastes so good, you could suck it for hours....
and while i suck his 8 inch cock, he went down on me too....
a tangle of limbs, hungry mouths, erotic bodies
I cant remember the time, when I really enjoyed 69, but i enjoyed it this time. I enjoyed it so much, i just came in his mouth, and before i knew it, he was pumping his LOAD on mine.
It was so n sync---- i just know we are feeling the same way about each other
We both swallowed....and then kissed.
...then we cuddled, kissed and talked for hours, and came some more...
I usually love to fuck and Im so KINKY, to do something so simple and be so aroused, is very rare for me....
i think he is my masturbation fantasy, because I know that I can spend so much time with this guy, just kissing, and prolonging the urge it can GO on and ON....
and before i knew it, his roommate came....
it was a surprise....his roommate is a closeted gay man (SUPER SUPER HANDSOME) working as a pilot in the US armed forces( they were at the renaissance), i was thinking "ARE going to have a threesome..."
it was 4 am, and somehow i was weirded out....and suddenly i am thinking, are they together???
and thats another BLOG for another time....
also, MR stone, followed me to singapore.....

Hmmmn...i feel so free writing this...i will write so much more

No comments:

If You CouLd Read My Mind Love

If You CouLd Read My Mind Love
What a tale my thoughts would tello