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Saturday, August 22, 2015

Plush body

Urkle said I have a plush body, meanwhile he can eat a loaf of bread a day and still maintain his 6 pack. Although his ass is extremely high for his height. It comes to my chest,   

He claims he's a nerd trapped in an athletes body....

He claims he would get rock hard veiny erection. I have not witnessed this, every time we had sex it always seems semi flacid. 

It feels good to know he's the best he's ever had

Did I do that part 2

We later checked into one of the best hotels in Bangalore, I wanted to get him into the mood. We were both out of the shower and smelled so fresh and so clean clean. I was excited, thinking, I will finally get some long awaited cock. 

He just can't perform. I asked him what's wrong and I can see the internal struggle in his eyes. I was thinking, shit, he was molested by a priest when he was young. 

After a long time, he confessed he was a virgin. a sound that is unmistakenly that of a laughter came out of my mouth for a few minutes. This is also the moment I've  decided to de flower him. 

It turned out he is a master jerker, the way he describes his jerk sessions is the same way some people describe their sex conquest. Later I found out, he is a victim of the death grip. 

Oops, did I do that?

Urkle was his name, and flacid is his game. Went to india with a boy, his face has this familiarity that I can't quite put my finger on... Until he said he looks like urkle from family matters. He was 25, frat boy, athletic. 

He had an ass that can't lie and hips that made all the girls come to the yard. This fucker had a lean, a mean and some what disproportionate body. He had the sense of humor of a cardboard box and the maturity of a teenager. 

We were stuck together 24x7 for 30 days! In the beginning of the trip, he boasted he had sex with 30 women, claimed he is a connoisseur of pussies and we made a bet and the loser gets to go down on the other. Me, being obviously the smarter of the two won. 

I told him I wanted rickshaw sex, he agreed.

First attempt:  We were driving to a city I no longer recall and we ran out of gas on the highway in the middle of the night. This would've be been the perfect place, bit  within a few minutes a curious Indian did a u-turn on the highway asked us if we needed help. We have just filled the tank and we were fooling around in the back seat, we had to quickly get our shit together so he doesn't start taking selfies with two butt ass naked foreigners. 

After that incident, we drove off to a better patch of dark roads. But Urkle, for the life of him couldnt resuscitate his limp dick. 

Second attempt: pulled into this isolated patch of words, tried again and his dick was dying, I was giving him evil glare while he was rapidly pumping with his hands. After a good 5 minutes, his Dick gave its final breath and spewed out some semen and died for good. 

One huge turn off of his, when he is jerking off, he likes to open his mouth half way. It looks like he was dying of thirst and that my pussy was the only thing that can quench it. Severely unattractive.

Third attempt: we were driving in a national park, pulled into a forbidden driveway, risking being trampled by elephants, his dick was too shy and was tucked away. For good. 


Place of 2nd attempt 

Rickshaw sex - ticked!

I always wanted to get fucked in a rickshaw, now that I'm older plain old vanilla sex is no Bueno, need to spice it up a bit. 

After my partner failed to please me after many attempts, I was desperate. It was my last night in Cochi with the rickshaw and I was this hunger in my eyes that I'm sure others sensed. 

I went up to a guy that I've been talking to on and off throughout the run, and said, "I really regret not having rickshW sex" he said lets go and make it happen. And it did!

We went to the playgrounds where all the rickshaws were parked and picked a rickshaw all the way in the back. On be way to the parking lot, I yelled if he had a condom, and I didn't realize one of the organizers was behind me as I was shouting. But who cares, she probably knew. 


Also, the curious security guard kept following up and wanting to know more about us. 

Finally after some talking he left us to drink beer with his follow guards. 

The sex was very hot, hot as in the humid kind. Luckily the rickshaw was equipped with curtains and we pulled it down for some privacy. We stopped a few times thinking someone will catch us. 

The sex itself was average at best, it wasn't the first time I saw his dick, so I've already had set expectations. I was sweating like I was in a sex sprint. And finally he came and we quickly left.