Spraying loads with my rubber hose(?)
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Posted:Jan 15, 2011 3:46 am
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There was this interesting challenge from PuzzlePiece to [post 2526424]. The challenge was apparently inspired by a the profile of a guy mailed her, which stated that he was into women wearing 'sexy corsets and griddles'. Now if he had said 'girdles' instead of 'griddles' that would have made more sense. But the typo resulted in her post on Griddle Porn, where she posed nude with...you guessed it... a griddle. And from then on she raised the challenge to others to pose nude in similarly random household objects. All is explained at her blog
You just got to love the Find a Cougar blogs. 
Anyway, yours truly of course couldn't resist the challenge, and while I was initially torn between posing with the kettle, microwave oven and the vacuum cleaner, decided to go for the humble rubber garden hose. I quite liked the idea since it's still considered a household object but it's use of spraying water all over the place and the fact that it's long and made of rubber still has its quirky sexual connotations.
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Oh sh*t! My first time doing anal!! :O
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Posted:Dec 20, 2010 9:13 am
Last Updated:Dec 25, 2010 8:28 am
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Yes peeps, I finally got over my anal aversions, though I didn't quite plan it. And one of my favourite rompers, Shy Guy, was the lucky one who broke me! Yeah we met up some time ago for our third fun time together. Had our dinner before checking into a nice cozy budget hotel we'd never tried before, and was made nicer by the fact that we could pay a cheaper price for 4 hours use instead of a full day.
I seriously feel like one of luckiest chicks in the world when I'm with this guy coz' he really really REALLY aims to please his lady! He spent at least a good 15 minutes straight going down on me, and after some other stuff in between and having a break, he spent ANOTHER 15 minutes licking me (this time I was sitting on top of his face!) and each time felt so amazingly wonderful. The in-between he pleasantly surprised by skipping missionary position altogether and went straight for doggy style... at first on the bed, the we scooted over the edge, so he could do me from behind while standing. And then he spent another close to half an hour doing nothing but fingering me, alternating between pressing against my almost elusive g-spot which most guys have not really managed to press, and pushing his finger in and out of me as fast as he can. And either way, I'm writhing in glorious ecstasy, and amazed at his level of endurance doing something for my enjoyment! And when he needs a break, he's one of the few guys who actually enjoys cuddling up close to me and holding my hand...adding that lovely bit of sweetness to a wonderful fuck. I did give him a blowjob, but I think my I didn't do my infamous BJ as well as I would have liked to tonight. And I didn't go half as long as he spent going down on me, although I wouldn't say that's my fault coz' halfway he decided to do something else to me. 
So halfway through doing me from behind, Shy Guy asked me if I wanted to try the other hole. He asked the same thing last time we met up, and I wasn't quite ready yet. This time, I was more open to try it, and I'm very comfortable with Shy Guy already, so if anyone was to 'break' me, I'd rather it be him (or Merman, but he lost his chance now!). Another reason being that his penis is not too thick, so I guess it would be much less painful than taking in a super-sized cock in my a-hole for the first time!
Surprisingly for me, it actually was not as painful as I thought it would be... but it WAS uncomfortable because of the strange sensation it gave me. It made me feel like I needed to do a number 2!
For the uninitiated, that means it felt like I needed to expel excrement from my digestive tract.
For those who are not understanding such English, that means it felt like I needed to sh*t.
And for completely blur, replace the * with an 'i'.
Ok well, you get the idea.
And if that's so not sexy enough, it was made weirder by the fact that it felt like pooping in REVERSE. Lol-ness!
So yeah, he wasn't really pushing into me as he knew it was my first time, so he let me set the pace. But I really couldn't take it in much further coz' of that feeling of wanting to poop, so we moved onto other things. But later while he was fingering me, he also included fingering my a-hole in the itinerary. And he took it slow.... this time, and he did actually get all of his finger in and pump me all the way. That 'feeling' was still there, but not as bad with the finger compared to the penis. He did mention that I was squeezing my a-hole very tight, and he encouraged me to relax, so that may be another reason for the discomfort.
I would say though, if not for that feeling, the whole anal thing isn't as bad or gross as I thought it would be. I suppose next time if I plan to include anal fun in the itinerary, I have to make sure I get everything out beforehand, so to reduce that uncomfortable feeling. For the moment, I still don't quite get the fun of anal sex. It's quite difficult to feel sexy when it gives me the urge to run off and get acquainted with the hotel's room toilet bowl.
But still...woohoo! Yet another milestone of achievement in the G-Gal's sexual experiences! Never thought I would do anal, but I guess with the right guy, all things are possible.
~The G-Gal~
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G-Gal's take on the Great G-Spot Debate
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Posted:Dec 7, 2010 6:32 am
Last Updated:Feb 16, 2011 8:03 am
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Given the title of my blog, I've been wanting to post about this for AGES, but... all my juicy sex stories have taken precedence. I'm sure the average joe doesn't mind... I mean who the heck comes to a sex blog to read boring stuff like the g-spot debate? I mean, that's too dang thinking to do for a sex blog.
Well, unfortunately for you guys who come here not intending to use your grey matter and hoping for a post with a picture of my titties... this is not the post for that. Although I do plan to post a pic of my titties eventually. And I'll make sure they're both nice and perky for you.
But not today!
For those living under a coconut shell and have no idea WHAT a g-spot is (I presume you're still a virgin.... but that's ok!), here is Wikipedia's definition of a g-spot:
The Gräfenberg Spot, often called the G-Spot, is the bean-shaped area of the vagina that many women report to contain an erogenous zone which when stimulated can lead to high levels of sexual arousal, powerful orgasms, and female ejaculation. The Gräfenberg Spot is typically located one to three inches up the front (anterior) vaginal wall between the vagina opening and the urethra and is a sensitive area that is part of the female prostate.
Since time memorial, people have questioned the existence of the g-spot. Some say it's a figment of the female imagination, others (usually females) say it does exist. And being a bit of science geek myself (science geeks can be horny too, ok?), I decided to do a bit of investigation on the findings and opinions of the scientific community on this topic. And here's what I found:
A) The British science geeks who said it does not existA little search on Google on this topic showed that most articles on this topic refer to a scientific study conducted by some Brits that was published in the Journal of Sexual Medicine around early January 2010, which very boldly stated that the female g-spot does NOT appear to exist. This was based on surveys on 1,800 British females, all of which were identical or fraternal twins. If the g-spot did exist, it would be expected that both identical twins, who have the same genes, would report having one. But this pattern did not emerge and the identical twins were no more likely to share a G-spot than non-identical twins who share only half of their genes. And based on this, the science geeks concluded that the idea of a g-spot is purely subjective, a 'figment of the female imagination' and most likely does not exist.
 The Italian science geek who said it does exist, but only in some women
But then 2 years earlier, an Italian researcher published an article also in the Journal of Sexual Medicine, claiming that the g-spot DOES exist. This was based on ultrasound scans conducted on a group of 20 women, 9 of which said they experienced vaginal orgasms, while 11 said they did not. The ultrasounds revealed clear anatomical differences between women who said they experienced vaginal orgasms and a group of women who did not. The scans identified a region of thicker tissue where the G spot was rumored to be lurking, which was not visible in the women who had never had a vaginal orgasm. And the conclusion is that some lucky women have a g-spot while others don't.
C) The French science geeks who said the g-spot is not a spot but is the clitoral root when it is pulled closely to the anterior vaginal wall
Like wat, you say? Well, it English, it means the female clit isn't just those little flaps of skin outside the vagina ready and waiting for a good licking, but the clit extends furthers inside the female vagina, and that suspected 'g-spot' zone is simply the end of the clit (clitoral root, which is suspected to be fully of sensitive nerves). For women who experience vaginal orgasms, their clitoral root is pulled more closely to the front (anterior) of the female's vagina and can be stimulated to orgasmic proportions when something (usually a penis or a finger, at worst a dildo, anything else would be kinda weird) is rubbing against the anterior portion of the vagina. For women who don't experience vaginal orgasms, their clitoral root is shorter and hence not get stimulated by anything rubbing up against their vagina's anterior wall. The French scientists called this the Clitoral Complex and performed their study by taking vaginal sonographs (ultrasounds) of 5 women, who were asked to play with themselves and identify the spot where they felt the most stimulated. The women poked at the areas closest to the clitoral root, hence leading to the aforementioned conclusions.
As with all scientific studies, there are weaknesses, and the problem with the study done by the British science geeks is while their sample size was much bigger (1800 women) compared to 20 women studied by the Italian science geek and 5 women studied by the French science geeks, their methodology was seriously flawed. The Italiano and Frenchies carried out ultrasounds on their subjects and something tangible, ie. a thicker wall of skin around the supposed area of the g-spot, could be seen from the ultrasound scans. The Brits, however, conducted purely surveys (and these were filled by the women themselves) which in themselves could have been answered in a purely subjective manner. You never know if the women were too dumb to understand the questions and hence gave the wrong answer, or purposely faked answers for some reason or another. The Brits also did not consider that some women who answered that they don't have a g-spot may actually have not had that area stimulated correctly (ie. they can't find it and their partner does not have the right 'tool' or technique to trigger it) and so they think these women don't have a g-spot when they actually do.
SO if the science geeks REALLY wanted to get accurate results, they should have identified the sets of twins consisting of one twin who gets vaginal orgasms and another who doesn't, get them both to screw with the same guy (one who can actually give the vaginal orgasmic twin a nice Big- and then see if the guy gets BOTH twins to cum. Theoretically, since identical twins are genetically identical, if one can cum through vaginal penetration with a partner who knows what he's doing, then other should be able to cum with the same as well. And even if trends show otherwise (the non-vaginal orgasmic twins still can't cum), then there could be other possible reasons. But certainly I don't think it's very logical to say that the g-spot in twins who do get vaginal orgasms is a pure 'figment of their imagination'. I mean, an orgasm is an orgasm, you know when you're having it and that ecstatic moment of pleasure is certainly NOT a figment of one's imagination! Of course, such a study would be impossible to do. I'm sure as close knit as most identical twins would be, I'm sure sharing the same man in bed would be still be a big no-no, let alone sharing their same-man sexcapades with a bunch of science geeks. That would be too weird even for an episode of the Bold and the Beautiful.
Not unexpectedly, the British scientists got quite a bit of flack on their report. The French science geeks apparently were not happy about their findings and blamed it on a totalitarian attitude as a result of them being predominantly Protestant. Not quite sure what that's about but, I guess it's just another good reason for the Brits and French to disagree in addition to whether wine or beer is the better alcohol. Another very interesting article, albeit rather condescending and extremely detailed article supporting the case for the existence of the g-spot is was written by Dr. Susan Block, an American sexologist, sex therapist and expert is all things sex. And yes, she says she has a g-spot and apparently had one in the midst of writing that article, just to check that it hadn't disappeared overnight as a result of the study by the British guys. Hear hear, Dr. Block.
So in my humble opinion, the Italian and French guys had their head bolts screwed on tighter and their findings show much more likely that the g-spot is real. It could be a bean shaped area, as some women claim, or an extension of the clitoral root on the anterior vagina like the French guys claim, but whatever it is and whatever you wanna call it, it's real. HOWEVER, this doesn't mean women who don't get vaginal organisms should start feeling inadequate and go g-spot hunting like they're trying to dig for gold down there, coz' it's just as likely that a number of women just don't have a g-spot. It's just an anatomical difference and you're either born with it or not. I personally don't experience vaginal orgasms, so either it's just hasn't been hit correctly yet or I just don't have it. No biggie, my clitoral orgasms keep me perfectly happy and sex-ified.
Ok, people, now that I've made you feel a bit more intellectual, I will now have to get to bed, play with my clit and have a wonderful totally clitoral, completely non-vaginal, I-don't-give-a-crap-if-I-have-a-G-spot-or-not orgasm.
G-out!
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3 Things that could result in super hot sex... or extremely embarassing situations
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Posted:Nov 6, 2010 8:48 am
Last Updated:Nov 17, 2010 7:00 am
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1) Liquid chocolate (or honey)
The spice-up scenario: His penis gets hard as she gently squeezes the bottle to release enough of the warm liquid chocolate over his penis, before she moves in to lick up the goods from his manhood. She takes her time to enjoy licking off every bit of chocolate while he sits back and enjoys the wonderful feeling of her tongue and mouth taking in his penis. Once she's done a great job of licking it all off, he takes his turn to squeeze some chocolate onto her pussy. The lucky lady sits back and moans in orgasmic joy as her man enjoys chocolate mixed with the taste of juicy pussy.
The mess-up scenario: After a good round of licking up chocolate from each other's privates, the guy enters her... but soon they realize that the stickiness of the chocolate on their pubes is causing uncomfortable friction. They both take to the bathroom, hoping that the stuff washes off easily, but realizes that the chocolate has mostly solidified.... they spend the next half an hour or more picking of solidified chocolate from their pubes.
Lesson learned: If you wanna food play during sex, do pick up a shaver at the grocery store as well and get those pubes nicely shaved.
2) Handcuffs
The spice-up scenario: She takes on the dominatrix role, pushing her man playfully back onto the bed and shackling his hands to the bed posts with the handcuffs (bought from the local adult store  ). With her man helpless and under her sexual control, she proceeds to climb on top of him and pleasures herself anyway she wants to.... and her 'helpless' man just lies back and enjoys the excitement of not knowing what she'll do next...
The mess-up scenario: She has rode him good and they both exploded into a fantastic orgasm, and his cum is dripping onto the bed. Time for clean-up, so she looks around for the handcuff keys.... and realizes they are missing! After a frantic round of searching (this time the helpless guy is not enjoying it so much), she realizes the keys have fallen in between the mattress and the head of the bed. But she can't lift up the mattress coz' her man is lying on it and handcuffed! The poor dude has to contort himself into some strange positions in order to allow then blushing dominatrix to get that mattress up and get to the keys.
Lesson learned: Keep those handcuff keys in a safe place before getting into the horny fun, y'all!
3) The bathtub
The spice-up scenario: The tub full of warm water and bubbles. It's been a hard day's work, and both he and she have stripped off their clothes. He leads her to the bathtub, climbing in first and then she goes in on top of him. They both slide into the warm bubbly water and into each others arms, embracing in a hot and steamy kiss as their hands gently fondle each other's private beneath the surface of the water...
The mess-up scenario: The couple then try to reposition themselves in the bathtub so he can enter her... but the guy slips on the surface of the bathtub and is knocks himself unconcious against the wall. The partner has to call the emergency number for help, and then has the tough job of lifting her partner out of tub so he doesn't slip in and drown himself.
Lesson learned: Non-slip bathtub mats are your essential friend when planning to have bathtub sex.
Just so you know, I have never tried any of the above... but I'm sure it could and has happened in real life.
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The Various Fake-F*cking Methods
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Posted:Sep 27, 2010 9:04 am
Last Updated:Oct 10, 2010 10:28 pm
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I actually don't really like using the F-word, coz' as much as I enjoy my no-stings-attached promiscuous lifestyle, I still believe there should be a certain level of intimacy and emotion in sex, and using the F-word overly much while in the act just takes away from that.
Sorry, you hard-corers, I'm still relatively innocent compared to most sexed-up people. Heh.
Yet, for the purpose of this post, there is no other real way to introduce methods of stimulating a guy's penis other than actual vaginal penetration. Something I like to call Fake F*cking, coz' using these methods, a couple is not actually having sex, but doing other stuff that ends up in the guy getting off anyway. It's quite beneficial for both parties, really. The guy reaches his ultimate goal of achieving orgasm, and the girl doesn't have to worry about stuff like getting pregnant or STDs. For the most part anyway. I decided to write about it coz' during my meet-up with Chimney yesterday, he performed some Fake F*cking techniques on me which I had never experienced before. It was quite intriguing, really.
Common examples of Fake F*cking which most sexed-up people would be familiar with (very common in porn vids):
1) Face F*cking: Otherwise known as Skull F*cking, although I find that a rather weird variation of the term. This is a act of a guy penetrating his penis into a girl's mouth. As opposed to normal oral sex, where the girl usually has control, in the case of Face F*cking, the guy does all the movement, and the poor lass just has to take it. I don't think many girls can handle this coz' our natural reflex is to gag during oral sex, and when a guy is doing the penetrating and she has no control, it gets harder to control the gag reflex. I have fortunately not experienced this, and don't really want to. Don't mind giving a guy a blowjob, but that feeling of wanting to throw up messes up the mood quite a bit.
2) Boob F*cking: The act of a guy penetrating his penis in between the breasts of the girls as she pushes them together. Most fun and effective when done with girls with big boobs. And while I would say my size of endowment is... ok, my assets are not quite large enough for a guy to successfully get off doing me this way. Interesting to watch in porn vids nonetheless.
3) Clit F*cking: The act of a girl being on top a guy and rubbing her clit against his penis in order to arouse herself (and him in the process). Actually, this method probably wouldn't get a guy off, but it would make him so horny, he'll just turn the girl over and start having his way with her before she's done enjoying herself. I would know, happened to me quite a few times. Guys are so impatient when it comes to these things.
And here are some not-so-common Fake F*cking methods, which I learned courtesy of Chimney:
4) Hand F*cking: According to Urban Dictionary, this refers to when a man secretly inserts his penis into a sleeping women's hand and fucks it until he climaxs...but she can never wake up. However, I personally feel this term should also encompass a guy penetrating a woman's hand when she's perfectly wide awake. This was one of the Fake F*cking method Chimney pulled on me. What I thought would just be me wanking him off ended up on him pushing himself in and out of my hand. He got leverage by pressing my hand up against my body. All I had to do was hold on tight!
5) The False Missionary (???): Actually I have no idea what to call this method, but it's something Chimney to me which was completely new, and all my research online to try and find out the proper term for this position has been futile. Therefore I just decided to call it the False Missionary position. Reason coz' it's mostly like a normal missionary position, except that instead of the girl's legs being open and wrapped around the guy's waist while the guy is on top and penetrating her, as is the most normal method of sex, he instead uses HIS legs to push the girl's legs close together, and he inserts his penis, not into her vagina (because it's impossible in this position), but in the space between his vagina and her thighs. Reason why he did this was coz' he had taken off his condom, but hadn't come yet and was too lazy to put on another one. So he decided to improvise and practice sex safe using this way instead. I was quite impressed at the ingenuity, and apparently it was quite effective for him coz' he ended up spraying his load on my chest just a couple of minutes after doing that. I still wonder if there is an actual term for this position that I'm not aware of. If anyone knows, I'd sure like to hear it!
Well, I'm sure there are many more Fake F*cking methods out there, just haven't come across them just yet, but really, it's all up to a person's creativity.
~The GGal~
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Giving a guy his red wings
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Posted:Sep 15, 2010 9:04 pm
Last Updated:May 24, 2024 10:19 pm
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Earning Red Wings: To have sex with a menstruating female, leaving red marks resembling wings on the thighs of both parties.
I've only had sex during my period once before years ago... but the first time I did it was kinda... accidental. As in my period had just started and I thought it was still light and ok to go ahead. Turned out not to be a good idea. Sheets got messed up and my guy was quite traumatized. Nuff' said.
My second time however, which happened a few months back, was certainly not accidental. It also wasn't quite deliberate coz' we weren't really plannig to do it. I had a date with a new guy from Find a Cougar, and I told him beforehand that it was that time of the month for me, so whatever we planned to do, my flower would be off-limits for the moment, unless he was interested in earning some red wings. I'm not quite sure why anyone would be into earning red wings, but it's not something I fantasize about in particular and would rather not get it on during that time of the month. The guy also did not seem particularly interested. Nevertheless, we decided to just meet up first and get to know each other better, see if we click, and then save the action for the following week.
And so we did meet up and a little cafe somewhere, had a chat, were pretty ok with other. Then when we were done eating, we both looked at each other and were like, "Ok, what now?".
Choice 1: Go home and do some other boring stuff.
Choice 2: Head to his office (our houses are is off-limits due to the presence of the parents) for a 'sneak preview'
A bit of a no-brainer, we decided on no. 2. So we headed to his office, where there was a nice big sofa for us to cozy up to each other, which was all we were supposed to do. But I, in my evermost humble desire to make my guy feel good, decided to do some oral on him, and soon that got him horny enough to not really care about the fact that I was bleeding. Of course, we still cared about it making a mess all over the sofa, so we took it to the washroom, where we assumed a standing position. Apparently that wasn't enough coz' after that he was decided to take me to the next door pantry, so I could lie down on the floor and he could have a better position to do me. Truth be told, I was turned on and a bit grossed out all at the same time, but I have to deal with that annoying stuff coming out of me every month anyway, so I figured he should be more grossed out than me and yet he wasn't, and that was quite intriguing to me.
Fortunately I didn't spew too much of my shedding uterus on the pantry floor. Left some marks on the floors, a bit more on him, and some was dripping down me, and after he came (which was pretty quick, I would think), we proceeded to the clean-up. I'm quite sure his colleagues will not be amused if they found that what has been on their pantry floor.
G-Gal's verdict: I still would not fantasize about having sex during my period on any given day, and prefer normal... um... non-bleeding sexual encounters. But if my guy is ok with it, and there is a place to do it where clean-up is easy, then hey, why not.
A little fun fact is that earning red wings can also refer to performing cunnilingus on a menstruating woman. Which sounds even MORE gross to me... yet it seems some guys actually like this! You can read quite a bit of interesting fun facts about the history of earning red wing, from www.red-wings.com. I'm quite interested to hear how many guys would actually do a girl during a period. Hmm, time to hit the polls.
~GGal~
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Gym Sexercise (although technically no sex involved)
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Posted:Sep 12, 2010 9:55 am
Last Updated:Nov 6, 2010 8:14 am
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Believe it or not, prior to the beginning of my current promiscuous lifestyle, I was going without sex for more than two years after breaking up with my previous boyfriend. I had only been in one serious relationship ever (had another partner before that, but it wasn't really a serious relationship), and was going through the whole phase of waiting for another right guy to come along and keeping myself mostly wholesome for that guy which never came. The idea of hooking up with a guy I barely knew was bad, bad, bad and wrong, wrong, wrong. Part of the 'breaking' point for me was an unexpected incident at the fitness centre I've been joining since the beginning of 2009.
It was the the night I got up close and personal with a Malay guy who works at the fitness centre entrance. Not a gym coach, but just a guy who tags the members cards as they walk in and says hi to them. The first time I met him, he was really friendly and a bit flirty with me, plus he was kind of really good looking, so I couldn't help but flirt back a bit... but after a while it just became a 'Hi' and 'Bye' situation, every time I came to the gym and saw him. Even though he's good looking, I never seriously thought of trying to get to know him better. I could never really remember his name though... up until 8 months after I joined the gym, when one night, I REALLY got the chance to know him better (and yes, I finally got to know his name).
That evening as I entered the fitness centre, he was there. He said a coy 'Hi!' to me and stretched out his hand to me as if to shake it, but when I held his hand, it was more like he just wanted to hold my hand for a bit. Then he asked me if I wanted to hang out with him later after his shift ended at 9pm. I was surprised as that was the first time he'd asked me out, but I was feeling so bored (and a little bit lonely) that day, that I said ok and continued with my workout.
At 9pm, after my shower, I met up with him. But instead of going out to eat or for a drink, he took me to the yoga section of the fitness centre, and took me to a room on the 3rd floor of the yoga centre. The room had two long tables and cushioned beaches attached to the walls (like at the restaurants) and was like a discussion room, but it was totally closed and VERY private. I was bit like "What the heck?" but went in anyway to see what he was up to.
So I sat down on the bench, and he sat down right next to me instead of opposite me. And he sat pretty close to me. Then we made small talk... he asked me where I lived and if I stayed alone. And I found out that he's staying pretty much alone in his own house, but sometimes with a housemate. And that sometimes he feels rather lonely.
Eventually he got round to what he wanted to ask me, although in a very roundabout kind of way. He asked me if he could kiss me. And I was like "What the heck?" again... and asked him why. He said he had never kissed a girl before... which surprised me since he is a good-looking guy. I kind of didn't believe him (and I still don't), but he told me that he used to have a girlfriend in high school for 3 years, but he was a good guy and never kissed her. And all this time he's been a 'good guy' but his friends keep telling him what it's like to kiss a girl and fool around, and he was tired of being a good guy and just wanted to try it. And I asked him "Why me?" Why did he ask me out of all the other girls who are much more attractive than me, who comes to the gym? Especially since we didn't know each other at all other from saying hi and bye whenever I go in or out of the fitness centre. He just said that he thought I was the one who could 'help him' with what he wanted. He was also interested in trying french kissing, which I told him that I didn't really like. Brings back memories of my ex-bf sticking his tongue all the way down my throat, and I thought it was gross.
Still, I was very surprised, quite flattered and super tempted, but since at the time I thought it was wrong to hook up with a guy I barely knew, so at first I said no, that I wouldn't do it with him. I told him that a kiss isn't just a kiss... it always leads to something more. And I was trying not to go down that path (AGAIN). And I told him that he's such a good-looking guy, he surely wouldn't have a problem getting a girlfriend, then he could kiss her all he wanted. But he insisted it would just be a kiss and he wouldn't try anything funny on me. The whole time he kept trying to convince me to 'help' him, he really didn't try anything funny on me. He was just very sweet and seemed embarrassed to be asking me this, especially when I said no. But he very persistently kept begging me for it, and gave me this kinda puppy look that was so cute. I asked him how many girls he had took up to this room... and he insisted he'd never done it before. I don't quite believe him on that either. I think he's probably done it with other girls and just saying it to make himself 'innocent'. But he seemed so sweet and funny, and I was still tempted...
So eventually after much pleading and an overdose of puppy-looks from him, I said ok that I would kiss him. His whole face just totally lit up when I said ok, and he turned to face me. Then he was like "So how do we do this?" and laughed. And I laughed too. He was just so cute! So he leaned closer to me, and I was shy at first and said it was so weird.... but eventually I leaned forward to him too, and we kissed. And it was a very long, good kiss. He was very gentle, and we even did do a bit of french kissing, but he didn't stick his tongue down my throat... we only let our tongues play with each other. All this time, I was still somewhat defensive and I didn't touch him other than kissing him.... but after a minute or so of that fantastic kiss, he put his arms around me, and I put my arms around him. And we were holding each other and kissing even more. Eventually I relaxed and he started kissing my neck, and licking my ears (which was REALLY interesting coz' I'd never had the ear licking before... and I was enjoying it!) and I put my head on his shoulder to relax. All the time, he kept whispering sweet nothings to me, and that really turned me on.
And of course, I wasn't wrong. Kissing didn't just stop with kissing, but ended up much more. After more kissing, he asked me to hold his penis, and he took it out of his pants. So I did. Eventually he took all his clothes off while mine were still on. And he asked me if I wanted to suck his penis, and I did. I did a lot of that throughout, and of course, he enjoyed it to bits. Then he took off my shirt...touched me a bit and asked if he could take off my bra too, and I said ok. He fiddled around with the clasp a bit, and then, embarassed, he said he couldn't get it off. I laughed and took it off myself. He asked me if he could lick my nipples. Definitely couldn't refuse! 
Then he asked if he could touch my private parts, and I let him... and this was when I really didn't believe it was his first time with a girl, coz' the way he used his fingers to play with my clit, I think he's had some experience before. It felt SO good. Almost like the way I play with myself to make me come. I got so wet, and I asked him to put his fingers inside of me... but he didn't! He said he didn't want to... for some reason I couldn't make out at the time coz' he whispered too softly and I was too busy enjoying his hands all over me to get clarification. Then I asked him to go down on me... and he REALLY went down on me. Like his mouth was all over me and licking my clit, and I just loved the way he did it. I'm glad he didn't have any inhibitions on doing that, unlike my ex boyfriends who weren't really into going down on girls.
Later on, I asked him to put his fingers in me again, and again he said he didn't want to coz' he thought I was a virgin. I told him I wasn't, and it would be ok. He seemed hesitant at first coz' he couldn't seem to put his fingers in, but I encouraged him to just push them in and when his fingers did get in me, he was like "Oh my God!". And he pumped me so hard with his hands, I couldn't stop myself from moaning in pleasure (pretty loud too. ).
A couple of times, he asked me if I wanted him to fuck me. Actually I really did...but I didn't want the risk of pregnancy or disease. And we had no condoms at the time, so I said no coz' it wasn't safe. And he was such a gentleman and was ok with it. We just continued with oral sex until eventually he played with himself til' he came, and his cum was kinda like all over me. OOoh boy!
Right after he came, he got really embarassed again, and couldn't believe what just happened and he said "Is this what it feels like? Better to be a good boy!". And I was amused by him being so embarassed. He got dressed and helped me get my clothes, shoes and stuff all off the floor, then I went out to the locker to get a quick shower. He said he would wait for me downstairs, but when I came out, I couldn't find him, so I hopped into my car and left for home. And not surprisingly, I couldn't sleep the whole night!
For a supposed first timer, I was amazed at how good he was. It felt intimate and romantic, he touched me in pretty much the right places, and he always asked me whatever I wanted to do and didn't push for it if I didn't want to. He could have very easily just put himself on me and penetrated me, without asking for 'permission' (and I probably would have let him anyway), but he did ask and I had the presence of mind to say no coz' I wanted protection. All in all, it was pretty awesome. So much that I was hoping for more after that night! But unfortunately, after that I think it was overwhelmed with much more guilt about what happened than me, and ever since then, even though he still treated me nice when he met me at the gym, he never responded to any of my hints that I was willing to get it on again. And while I thought I should have also been feeling guilty about allowing myself to mess around with a guy whom I know next to nothing about, I instead thoroughly enjoyed it and was wanting more.
And thus began the evolution of mindset and birth of GGal and her promiscuous lifestyle. Which I currently really enjoy, except for the fact that I now have to take the time get proper regular medical check-ups and pap smears, JUST in case. Yes, fun is important, but health is more so.
~The GGal~
More of my sex-ed up life at
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Making use of my 2 weeks gold membership..
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Posted:Sep 1, 2010 10:53 am
Last Updated:Aug 2, 2011 10:12 am
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...to do some in-depth member searches. For me, part of the thing that makes a search criteria easier to searching for profiles of guys with photos.
The thing that's making it very difficult is that most of the profile photos I see are either:
1) Penis pictures
2) Fake pictures (of other guys)
3) Super serious/bored face pics
After a while of wading through tonnes of profiles and gazillion penis pictures, one penis starts looking like the other and gets really boring. I'm also amazed at guys who put up to 20 photos or more of their penis and nothing else.
Like yes guys, this site is about looking for a sex partner, but I think a lot of girls would like to see something a little more than just your little friend. Even if you don't put up a pic of your face (either coz' you want to be discreet or you're just plain fugly XD), you can still be artistic and at least show some other part of your body. You know, your chest, your arms, back of your body, etc. Seriously, a nicely chiseled six-pack abs or slightly muscular arms would be more attractive to me than another pic of a long, hard penis, among the many other pictures of long hard penises. And 20 photos of the same thing and nothing else is not a turn-on for me. At all.
And fake photos? That is just lame, and makes me think either these guys are fugly or have a small weiner, and don't want to show any part of themselves so they would rather put up fake pics.
Doesn't really help to attract either.
And after wading through all the penis pics (they show up first on the search results, for God knows what reason...)and coming across more face pics, I see so many pics of guys with these really serious face pics. Either that, or guys who just look bored. Or even worse, guys who just look blur.
I swear, some of this pics is like saying "You want a piece of me? Huh? HUH?", either that or "I'm so bored. Are you bored? Let's hook up and be bored together".
C'mon guys, you want to attract the chicks, at least *try* to make yourself look friendly and attractive. A smile can do wonders! Really!
I'm not even going to start on the boring or mostly empty profile descriptions which tell me nothing about the guy, coz' that would be another long waffle altogether.
Sorry guys, I'm usually quite nice. But at least I did find a few prospects. Tonight I just feel like looking out for some hot guys with some nice looking face pics, preferably Caucasian, coz' I've had plenty of Asian guys and looking for a change. Although I would not mind a hot-looking Asian guy as well.
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The First Time...
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Posted:Aug 31, 2010 8:36 am
Last Updated:Nov 22, 2010 9:44 am
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She was 21 years old, studying in Australia and had been there only a couple of months. He was 11 years older than her, and was her taekwondo coach. From the day they met and during the classes she joined to train under him, she had a feeling that he had a thing for her, but wasn't quite sure until he asked her out for dinner. She liked him too, and gladly accepted his invitations and got to know him better over a few dinners together.
One night, instead of eating out, he invited her over to his place for a home-cooked dinner. She was interested on how well he could cook, and as it turned out, he could whip up a pretty good pasta. Over dinner, she told him she was still a virgin. And that she hoped to stay that way until marriage. He seemed quite accepting of the idea. Of course, being Australian, he loves his drinks, and soon a bottle a wine was being poured out. She had never gotten fully drunk before, and was feeling a bit tired after a couple of drinks.
"It's getting late. Would you like to stay over my place tonight?" He asked her.
She was so innocent that it didn't immediately occur to her that 'staying over' meant anything more than sleeping over. Plus, she trusted him and thought that he wouldn't try anything funny, especially after just telling him that she was a virgin. The drinks probably didn't help too much... and so she gladly obliged in her tired and slightly drunken state. He took her hand and slowly led her upstairs to his room.
He had a nice king-size bed with a dark blue comforter. The room was dark, and she could make out the silhouette of a few clothes shrewn on the floor, but other than that, it was not anything too unexpected for a home of a single man. The couple crawled into the bed, clothes still on. Soon, he had wrapped his arms around her. His lips gently slid over to hers as he gently began to kiss her. She had never been kissed before, and his body was large-built, so she felt so unexpectedly safe in his arms. It was comforting, it felt romantic, and she was enjoying her first kiss.
Alarm bells started to ring in her head, telling her things were going the wrong direction. "It's just a little kissing and hugging...I've wanted to know how this feels for so long!" she thought to herself.
But soon, he held her t-shirt and gently pulled it over her head, tossing the shirt on the floor. He removed his shirt too, and continued hugging and kissing her. His body felt so warm.... and so much more comforting. She started moaning softly in pleasure, and soon he was reaching behind to unclasp her bra and expose her beautiful soft breasts. He gave her another gentle kiss before moving downward to press his lips against her right nipple and gently rolled his tongue around it. At the back of her head, she felt it was wrong... but she couldn't bring herself to ask him to stop. She loved the way his warm tongue felt on her.
Before she knew it, all his clothes were off and he had pulled his pants and underwear off as well. Completely naked, he gently moved her legs apart, and pressed his body up against her. He was a big man, and wrapped his arms around her again to support himself. And then he started. He started pushing himself up against her. To get inside of her.
Those alarm bells in her head were ringing off the hook. She asked him to stop, but not with conviction. She said it softly, and quietly, a bit embarrassed to ask him to stop considering she was already in that position. And he thought she didn't really mean it. He did stop... for while. But continued hugging her and kissing her... and then he would try again, pushing up against her harder.
Her muscles were so tense, she could feel him trying to get inside. She had no idea how it would feel, and each time he tried, she didn't know if he had 'succeeded'.
"Does that count?" he asked after a couple of times. She blushed and didn't know what to say. A part of her was saying she shouldn't be doing this. But a part of her wanted to much to know how he would feel inside of her.
And then, it happened. His pushed against her, and she relaxed just enough to allow him in. And at that point, she had NO doubt he was inside of her. The pain was incredible. Although he was slow at first, she couldn't but moan....LOUDLY.... because of the pain. And that turned him on even more, making him pump himself in and out of her even faster. She couldn't help but scream out loud. So loud, she was sure if the windows were open, the neighbours across the street would hear her. Thankfully, the windows were all shut. So she kept on screaming. She couldn't really help it. He was getting faster and faster, and even though it was painful, it some strange way, she was enjoying it. She loved the way his strong arms felt around her. She loved hearing his breathing getting faster and heavier as he continue to push up against her. When he finally stopped, and just laid on top of her to rest, she loved that too.
She had done it. She felt bad for not sticking to her commitment... and yet she felt so good at finally knowing how sex felt. It was beginning of many more sex-ed up, and fortunately, much less painful nights to come.
~The GGal~
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