HNW - Bling
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Posted:May 15, 2015 7:22 am
Last Updated:Feb 23, 2017 10:21 pm
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Been busy lately.
Just too busy.
So here is my blinking bling HNW.
At twilight without Bella.
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A lovely resort to explore
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Posted:May 14, 2015 5:57 am
Last Updated:May 14, 2015 5:58 am
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I never knew there was such a resort in the nearby islands but it is true.
Only by word of mouth and this small resort is always full. My friend managed to book it a few months in advance.
It is by the beach and very secluded.
Totally away and it is a private beach. No one could enter this beach unless they pass through this resort and it is hidden away and the gate is always closed. Very exclusive.
But once you enter.... Wallah!!!
Well a photo of my friend will say it all!
More to come.
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Mile high club - an unforgetable journey
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Posted:May 13, 2015 8:18 pm
Last Updated:May 20, 2015 2:35 am
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This was extracted from a Malaysian girl' Mile High club experience. She wrote this to her fellow male passenger whom have made a lasting impression on her.
Dear passenger 15A,
You do not know me but I was seated in front of you during the flight from Singapore to Sydney on April 12th. What I had initially thought to be a routine flight turned out to be a once in a lifetime experience – and it was all because of you. I am writing this letter to thank you personally. Being the cheapskate that I am, I did not pay extra for a seat next to the emergency exit. Though it offered more legroom, I couldn’t be bothered to read the special safety procedures. The last thing I would want is to compromise the lives of all the innocent passengers because I do not know how to open the airplane door.
Despite my common economy seat, you offered me a full back massage by repeatedly kicking the back of chair. To date, I have yet to regain full mobility of the lower half of my body. But since I am single, I suppose I don’t have much use for it anyway. I did not pay for the in-flight entertainment package and I was worried that I might get bored. But my concerns were unnecessary. You were talking so loudly, as if your friend was seated in the cargo hold rather than right next to you. Perhaps she’s hard of hearing? This might strike you as odd but for the first time in my life, I wished I had a hearing impairment too. Also, could you tell me where you bought those obnoxious snacks? I assume that they must have been delicious cause you rip one open every 30 minutes. Thanks for the loud rustling and chewing ambient sounds! At this point, I thought, ‘It can’t get any better than this.’ But what I had meant as a rhetorical question, you took as a challenge.
For immediately, my nose was assaulted by a putrid smell of death and decay. The stench was so strong that I turned to check if the old lady seated next to me was still breathing. It was so nice of you to take off your shoes and put your feet between my seat and the plane window. It must have taken considerable effort – it was a small space but you stuck it as close to my face as you possibly could. Your kindness moves me. The sun is rising above the horizon; the sky is bleeding crimson and gold. But I cannot turn to gaze at this everyday miracle because every time I do, I smell the anus of Satan. I had half the mind to pull down the oxygen mask above me. But then I remembered that I was flying on a budget airline, so I’d probably have to pay extra for that. Did you know that you have made me a more religious person? I have said more prayers in that eight-hour flight than I have in my entire life. I was torn between asking God for strength to endure the rest of the journey and, 'SWEET GUAN YIN MA [a Buddhist nun], TAKE ME HOME!’ This experience has been so memorable that I am writing this from my therapist’s office. I have also signed up for ten more sessions to talk about it.
Thank you once again.
Insincerely yours,
Passenger 14A
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Doggie style with a hot chick
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Posted:May 12, 2015 8:07 pm
Last Updated:May 20, 2015 2:34 am
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I couldn't believe my eyes when I laid my eyes on that beautiful hot chick.
She is not white that's for sure.
Neither is she black.
She could be Asian.
A hot yellow chick.
And which hot chick won't enjoy a good doggie if given the opportunity.
Utter bliss.
And so she snuggled in.
Legs spread.
She got in between those legs.
And sat down hard.
And prepared to receive the most wonderful doggie experience.
Do you like doggie style?
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Early this morning!
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Posted:May 10, 2015 8:15 am
Last Updated:May 16, 2024 7:26 am
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This morning the blazing sun was burning hot!
And the sky blue.
At 8am today, it just was so clear and cheerful.
And I had a "ping"
An urgent handyman work.
I rushed over with my tools only to be greeted at the door with this vision.
Wow! She was all prepared to entice and tease.
And she didn't fail to satisfy.
Humping and grunting, screaming and moaning, it was a pleasure. Her pleasure and mine too.
And all done in one hour.
Now that's a quickie.
Incredibly fun and spontaneous.
Must do it again.
😊☺️👍
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Room to rent?
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Posted:May 10, 2015 7:52 am
Last Updated:May 11, 2015 7:17 am
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In a land scarce small island of Singapore, it is tough to rent a place. Particularly when it is criminal to rent a place under 6months from properties. Those who need to stay shorter than 6 months must get a hotel room or rent from a official service apartment.
Thus AirBnB is illegal, to rent rooms or apartment or house for one day, 2 days or a week or even a month in Singapore. So if one has to comply with the law, then one has to pay for exorbitant hotel room prices in Singapore.
But then where there is legality, there are also those who wouldn't bat an eyelid to bend / break a few rules here and there.
So the introduction to another kind of BnB portal. Yippee.
This is an extract of an article concerning the app KinkBnB
"The key to starting a business, according to business-starting people, is to find a specific need and fill it. Airbnb, the popular and controversial home-sharing website, fills two needs: people's need to be able to making money by renting out their houses, and other people's need to find lodgings in different cities without paying hotel prices. It also exposed a (probably not entirely) unforeseen need that a minority of people have, to rent strangers' houses and have massive orgies. This is not always ideal for the people who own the houses.
But now there is a new version of Airbnb, called Kinkbnb, intended to fill that specific need. (Sidenote: Although we definitely get what they're doing with the name, the idea of breakfast being served in a sex dungeon is something we'd rather not think about.) With Kinkbnb, you can book a stay in such places as "The Office, Portland's boutique dungeon," which includes a "spanking ," and "Prison Cell near Leipzig, Germany," which is pretty self-explanatory."
Would you like to try some KinkyBnB in Singapore? It's all hush hush but very thriving.
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Horny on stage
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Posted:May 9, 2015 1:09 am
Last Updated:May 20, 2015 6:28 am
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What does one do when one is horny on stage?
Well especially just before a performance, the urge is so unbearable to even think straight?
Hence rehearsals are the best defense when one is overwhelmed by certain urges. Discreetly masturbating on the furniture, or even going into the toilet cubicle to relieve one's self.
So what do you do before the curtain lifts up?
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Pole dancing
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Posted:May 8, 2015 11:48 pm
Last Updated:May 9, 2015 1:55 pm
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I have often been mesmerized by the sheer power of pole dancers and how they could lift their body weight and twirl around the pole effortlessly.
This weekend I had the privilege to meet one.
She asked me over to help her with her electricals and plumbings. She needed the shower fixed in her studio. I looked at her and she was a beauty to behold. Very slender.
I helped her put up 2 instant water heaters and showers in the shower cubicles.
And once the showers had been done, she just stripped and walk-in and showered without even closing the door. She looked at me and with her finger invited me to join her in the shower. I didn't need a second invitation. I jumped on the opportunity and squeezed in with her. I lathered her and shampooed her hair, caressing her breasts will kissing her neck. We played around in there for quite sometime, bending her over and entering her doggie style. Pounding and thrusting into her wet pussy as she moaned and pushed back.
She was on the verge of orgasm when she urged me to slam my groin hard against her.
"I am comingggggg!"
She was energized with vigor as she came and came under the curtain of water.
I troweled her and took her outside into the mirrored studio.
There she showed me her pole dancing routine naked. She told me she felt free twirling in the nude in front of the mirrors.
Her dance was mesmerizing and later, I stood beside the pole, as she lowered her wet pussy on my hard cock. And we had another amazing fun time in the studio.
How's your weekend?
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Hershey's
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Posted:May 7, 2015 11:08 pm
Last Updated:May 8, 2015 7:05 pm
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Food play has always been a forte in my menu.
So recently when a suggestion was made to include something kinky, I went to the fridge and took out Hershey's liquid chocolate for dessert. It is as good as whipped cream, ice cream and yoghurt.
The chocolate dripping, oozing down the cleavage past the nipples and meandering down to the sweet pussy lips.
Uuuummm yummy. Who ever said dark chocolate is not good for health? It also elevates one's mood and brings one to ecstasy.
Do you like food play?
What are your favorite ingredients for food fun-fair?
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Urn: what's you're worth
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Posted:May 6, 2015 2:05 am
Last Updated:May 7, 2015 11:09 pm
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Well.... No this is not about another internet money making machine that with a certain investment, you will reap untold profits peddling some useless water filters or multi vitamins. That would be in the category of "EARN WHAT YOU'RE WORTH"
Instead, this is about a more pressing matter. Well, not that pressing unless it concerns you directly or your close loved ones.
Two things we cannot escape in life that is Death and Taxes. Well on 15 Apr, we should have finished that already, I mean taxes. If you had delayed your submission, I guess there will be delayed fees imposed or fines.
So we are now dwelling in the realms of afterlife. Okay. I know nothing about afterlife. So let's take a few seconds before that. Or just right after that. And since this is a sex site, we will talk about sex after death. We are NOT talking about necrophilia.
We are talking about what happens to the widow after the husband passed away. After the body has been cremated and turned to ashes. Eww... This is turning morbid. But we have to die sooner or later, or go missing like the passengers of MH370 although my bet is on the overheated lithium batteries in the cargo hold.
Oh yeah, I digress. Back to death.
So what happens to the widow who misses her dear husband?
Well, an innovative ingenious idea came to mind.
People mourn in different ways, and one Dutch artist is out to test the limits of that notion. Like, really test it.
Enter 21 Grams, a wooden memory box designed for widows. The box is locked and contains a scent diffuser and an amp that connects to an iPhone and plays music through its speakers. And, oh! There’s also a glass-blown dildo containing an urn that can carry up to 21 grams of a person’s ashes. Here's what the whole thing looks like:
COURTESY OF MARK STURKENBOOM
“21 Grams is a memory box that allows a widow to go back to the intimate memories of a lost beloved one,” explains the website of Mark Sturkenboom, who invented the product. “After a passing, the missing of intimacy with that person is only one aspect of the pain.”
The box is designed to help a widow relive all aspects of her time with her partner—the scent diffuser can spray his cologne, the speakers can play “your” music, a drawer in the base of the box can be used to hold keepsakes, and the urn-dildo can…you know. But in case you didn’t, the site clarifies that 21 Grams is “a way to tempt a person to revive an intimate night with her love again”…or disrespect their earthly remains. It’s semantics, really.
Sturkenboom told Dezeen magazine that he got the idea after interacting with an elderly widow, and it seems like his intentions are good. “I sometimes help an elderly lady with her groceries, and she has an urn standing near the window with the remains of her husband," he says. "She always speaks with so much love about him, but the jar he was in didn't reflect that at all. In that same period, I read an article about widows, taboos, and sex and intimacy, and then I thought to myself: 'Can I combine these themes and make an object that is about love and missing and intimacy?'"
What’s with the whole storing 21 grams of ashes bit? The concept comes from controversial research conducted by Massachusetts doctor Duncan MacDougall in 1901. He weighed six terminally-ill patients on a special scale before, during, and after their death and determined that the soul weighed 21 grams, on average.
We have so many questions: What is it about holding your partner’s ashes that’s supposed to be sexy? Why was this designed for a woman and not a man? Isn’t this the kind of thing your partner would need to give the thumbs-up on ahead of time, like in a will? And finally, how effective is the seal on that urn? (If you can take off the lid, there’s probably a chance it could open up in the heat of the moment, right?)
What about a dildo of the long forgotten middle earth hero?
Shall we name it DILDO SHAGGINGS?
Or how about this? You can now turn your dead loved ones into perfume.
I almost forgot to include "Oh My Precious"
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Early Monday morning
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Posted:May 4, 2015 1:01 am
Last Updated:May 4, 2015 7:22 am
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Many have said that Monday blues are upon us. But nothing prepares us for the long week than mind blowing orgasms.
Well, this Monday morning started at 3am. I was aroused from my sleep with a massive hard on. And a wild woman straddling over me, humping hard and fast. And she was in the throes of a massive climax as she made her gutteral cries before screaming in an explosion.
Okay, okay, let me rewind back a bit. About 12 hours before that.
It started with an innocent whatsapp message. I saw her online so I chatted with her. She was pretty bored yesterday afternoon. She had so much pent up energy and wanted to expend it. (Code word for extreme horniness)
So I asked her if she wanted to go out for dinner. She had a better idea. Why not I come over for dinner instead. So with dinner set at 8pm, she went off to do her groceries and cooking. I had one last job to finish and I was done by 7pm just in time to do her for dinner.
I arrived with a bottle of moscato. She loves sweet wine. And out laid on the dining table, candlelights and steak. She is from Norway. She greeted me with a kiss on the lips at the door in her beautiful red dress.
I embraced her and instantly realised she wasn't wearing bra and panties.
"Just being naughty for you" she cooed.
I smiled and rubbed her bare ass and stroked her hard nipples.
"Let have dinner first" she urged.
We had an unhurried candlelight dinner filled with sexual banter and innuendoes. She mentioned that she fantasized being taken on the dining table and I volunteered to fulfill that fantasy of hers. She giggled and resume her dinner.
After dinner, she took out some cake and ice cream. But before we started on dessert, I got up and kissed her, caressing her and started to fondle her in her red dress. She moaned. I played with her nipples. She has super sensitive nipples and can orgasm just by fondling her breasts and nipples. I tweaked hers and played and teased her till she could not resist any longer and she urged me to take her.
I moved the candlelights away and cleared the dining table and lifted her on top.
Slowly I unzipped her and easily removed her red dress to reveal such a taut sexy body she has. Her blonde hair shimmered in the candlelight glow.
I spread her legs apart and placed the ice cream on her nipples and her pussy. She moaned in delight as I trailed my tongue over her delicious body, slurping and then sharing the melting ice cream by kissing her lips.
Then, when she was cleaned with my tongue, I dived into her beautifully waxed pussy, licking and sucking her clit. She squirmed and moaned as I enjoyed eating her.
She came suddenly as she squirted her love juices. The juices were slimy and thick. Not what some claim it to be urine. More like my pre-cum. Still in her orgasm, I penetrated her and slowly thrusted my hard cock in and out. She moaned and urged me to "Fuck your slut, fuck your horny slut hard and fast"
I pounded her pussy and she pulled me in with her legs wrapped around my waist.
"MORE, MORE! DON'T STOP" she moaned.
I drove my hips in and out until I felt that familiar tightening of her pussy, pulsating and grasping my hard cock. She is coming as she clenched her fist and dug her nails into the back of my shoulders. She sigh a relief as asked me if I like her desserts. I smiled and nodded.
We went into her bedroom and had a few more humping time until 10:30pm. Exhausted, we fell asleep in each other's arms.
Until this morning at 3am.
She was wild, craving, horny, insatiable.
And she just came twice already a few minutes ago and there was no sign of let up. I turned her over and lifted her legs on my shoulders. I held her down and she was immobilized. I pounded her hard and fast until she screamed so loudly.
We finished out morning work out by 4:10am.
Of course we woke up at 5:30am and had another round of fucking until 6:30am before we went back to sleep.
Breakfast in bed, made by her at 7:30am.
I could get used to this kind of lifestyle. 😊😛😊😘
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Passion in the afternoon
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Posted:Apr 30, 2015 7:10 am
Last Updated:May 1, 2015 11:34 pm
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It is still a blazing hot day in the afternoon. So we sneaked to a nearby empty office and had a sensual quickie during lunch.
She WAS my lunch. I ate her till she scream in delight. And after an hour of unhurried fun, we sneaked out and went on with our task at hand only to smile expecting another fun time this evening.
Have you had a quickie? Where was it and was it thrilling?
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Morning glory
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Posted:Apr 30, 2015 6:52 am
Last Updated:May 16, 2024 7:26 am
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Having a wonderful midweek, this morning sunrise.
The sunrays shining through, she needed some hot fun. And all about doggie.
What do you think about doggie? Is that your preferred position or do you prefer another?
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