it was 3 days ago on Wednesday. So usually if I saw someone that is my type on Grindr. I would favorite him first, and I’ll hit them up when I’m horny or feel like it. So there was this guy that I saw his profile. Age 33 , 178cm , 80kg. pale skin tone with an average body. Well for sure he doesn’t look like 33 in picture, of course picture could be deceiving but I don’t mind even if he’s older looking in person.
Me : Hey Free Tonight ? :)
CK : Late night can ? around 11pm
Me : Sure. Send me your address later on.
Well I was pretty desperate that night. Quickly took a shower and make sure water comes out clean. While on my way to Kuchai Lama, I gotten kind of emotional out of a sudden listening to Adele.. Well I told you I was ‘desperate’ so I reached his place at 11pm sharp.
Me : I’m here.
CK : Sorry I’m not home yet. So sorry
Me : Nah its okay. I’ll just hang around your area first.
Well I went to a cafe nearby his place and sat down and ordered coffee. With my black singlet and shorts sitting alone in the corner playing with my phone, replying some messages on Tumblr. Turns out there’s a guy who managed to figure out the person in Part 12 and there’s a guy who fucked with him too, the world is indeed small eh ?
When the clock hits 12, he texted me saying that he’s home now and I can come now to unwrapped my present. With my car parked road side, walked into the apartment blindly searching for his block, took a lift up to 12th floor and :
Me : Ding Dong (Pressed the bell)
CK : Hey. Come on in.
My first sight on him is that he looks exactly what I had describe earlier but slightly older in person which is totally fine with me. He was in his grey singlet decent body with biceps and a ‘dad bod’ but slightly buffer, with his short black hair and facial hair on his face. As I put my phone and wallet on the dining table he hugged me from behind feeling his facial hair across my neck. Embracing the hug from behind I turned around and kissed him gently on the lips as he didn’t stop for once but continue for more. I felt our dicks gotten hard immediately as we make out. (This is what I call chemistry)
As we’re both pretty horny, he led me into his bedroom with yellow lights from the lamp. He slept on one of the side of them bed with his arms open wide (damn daddy !) and quickly dive into his embrace again hugging him tightly with my head rest on his chest cuddling.
Fingers running across my hair while we started kissing, feeling the tender yet rough facial hair of his when we kisses, eagerly lifting up his shirt just enough to reveal his chest my hand unconsciously moving towards his nipple and started flicking it as he moans a little while our tongue is tied with our saliva.
Detached my tongue from his, I went straight to his nipple licking furiously as he moans in excitement. From the left ones to the right. Hands moving downwards taking off his brown pair of boxer stroking his decent 7 inch cock it was wet as fuck. Gently stroking it as I say :
Me : Can I suck it ? (a little foreplay wont hurt)
CK : yeah suck it good. (moaning)
Started off in a gentle and slow pace running in and out of my mouth making him want more with my tongue licking his head on the inside, while my hands moving upwards playing with his nipple. He was moaning like a slut, I guess I hit all of his sensitive spot at once and he felt great. I went up and kiss him after I blow him as we switch position he lick my neck with that tender yet rough facial hair I was so turn on. He went on doing things that I did earlier instead of sucking my dick he went for the lube and stretch my tight hole with his fingers I was moaning wanting his dick.
Me : Fuck me please (begging as I touches his face)
CK : fuck you’re so cute.
Nodding my head as he took out a box of condom and wore it and adjusting our position as I slowly felt his big hard dick poking my hole in between my butt cheek as I moan :
Me : Yeah yes fuck ! (feeling his dick enters)
My precum was leaking everywhere as he fucks me slowly with hands touching my every part of my body. In between moving forward giving me kisses on the neck and lips while my hands gulping his muscle chest wishing I could lick it. Both of us moans loudly in that moment I guess we are really feeling it. I couldn’t help it, I had to stroke my cock as I told him :
Me : Fuck baby I’m close ! (stroking my own cock)
CK: fuck yeah (fucks me even faster and harder)
Me : Fuck Im cumming , I cumming !! (Moans and cum)
CK : play with my nipples.
Obediently do as he a command, flicking his nipple as he fucks me even harder than before as he let out a huge load in he cum even I could feel it inside.
CK : Ahhh (Moans)
As he gently remove it from my ass we let out a laugh. Because we both knew we enjoyed and it was a great session. Gave me a towel as I was taking a hot shower in his bathroom washing every inch of my body as he hug me from behind again but both of our cock’s are soft by now.
Me : Sorry if I cum too fast just now haha..
CK : Nah its fine. I understand haha.
it was about 1:30am and I was just resting on his chest while we share our sexual experience, our best sex to worst sex, my first time and what kind of guys I like. On and off he would gently touches my face and smile at me, giving me kisses out of a sudden when we talk. As he woke up from lying down and move above me and we passionately kissed as he reaches for my nipples licking it along with his rough facial hair touches my skin really turns me on again. Magically our cocks are up again. Unhesitantly he asks :
CK : I wanna fuck you again. Can I ?
Me : (Shyly nodded)
CK : Ride me since you said it used to be your favorite position.
Squeezing the lube on my fingers, stretch my not-so-tight hole as he laydown and I squat on him slowly feeling his dick enters. Careful adjusting my position from squat to my knees resting and riding him as he moans. I ride him for very long, placing my hands on his chest to borrow strength for my hips to move intensely to make him feel good, on and off he would raise his thighs and fuck me while his hands gulping my chest until he couldn’t hold it in anymore and he cum again in the condom.
And we clean up again. Talking and laughing about how I turned him on to fuck me two times in a row. We hugged and I left at 3am driving home with a smile on my face.
13 Things Anyone Who Loves A Highly Sensitive Person Should Know
Some people are just more sensitive than others, and that’s not always a bad thing. Approximately one in five people – women and
men – can be classified HSP, or as a highly sensitive person,
according to HSP researcher and psychologist Elaine Aron, Ph.D. That
makes it highly likely you know and love someone with the personality
Below are a few things to keep in mind about your highly sensitive loved ones.
1. We’re going to cry.
When we’re happy, when we’re sad and when we’re angry. That’s because highly sensitive people just naturally feel more deeply and react accordingly.
2. Not all of us are introverts.
Introversion does not equal sensitivity. In fact, according to Aron’s research, approximately 30 percent of highly sensitive people are extroverts.
3. Decisions make us nervous.
Highly sensitive individuals are notoriously bad at making choices –
even if it’s just picking out where to go to dinner. This is mostly because we agonize over the possibility of making the wrong one. (What if the food is bad?!)
4. We notice that subtle change in your tone.
If you normally end each text message with an exclamation point and
lately you’ve been using a period, you better believe we’ll pick up on
it. Highly sensitive people are generally more intuitive when it comes to the tiny nuances of our environment and we’re more affected by shifts in other people’s moods.
5. We’re always willing to hear you vent.
Don’t be afraid to reach out to use us when you need a shoulder to lean
on. Our overly-empathetic nature allows us to be excellent listeners
when you need it, because when you feel pain so do we – and we want to
do whatever we can to make you feel comfortable. Highly sensitive people make excellent teachers, therapists and managers for this reason.
6. Repetitive and loud noises are the worst.
Loud chewing, a barreling train, boisterous co-workers: You name it, we’re sensitive to it. That’s because chaotic or overstimulating environments have more of an influence on HSPs, according to Aron.
7. Our workplace habits are a bit atypical.
Working from home or in a quiet space is a dream for highly sensitive
people – especially because it allows us to focus if we become too
overwhelmed. However, don’t let our solo work ethic fool you. “Sensitive
people can use their observations to their advantage … They’re going to rise to the top,” Aron previously told HuffPost. “They know how to bring ideas up without being ridiculed or scorned.” HSPs also make excellent team players
due to our analytical nature and thoughtfulness for others’ ideas (just
don’t force us to make the final decision on a project).
8. Don’t ask us to see that new slasher movie.
That same high empathy we experience for others combined with over-stimulation makes gory, violent films truly terrible for highly sensitive people.
9. Criticism is incredibly distressing.
As a result, we tend to avoid anything that may cause those feelings of shame.
This may mean we engage in people-pleasing or self-deprecating behavior
more than most of our peers. In other words, we’re far from perfect.
10. We’re constantly being told we take things too personally.
A joke at our expense sometimes just isn’t a joke to us. We know it’s a
little silly to be upset, but what else are we supposed to do with all
of our feelings?
11. We have a low pain tolerance.
Pass the ice, please. It doesn’t matter if it’s a broken arm or just a stubbed toe, any injury really hurts. This is because highly sensitive people are more affected by pain than others, according to Aron’s research.
12. We crave deep relationships.
According to Aron, highly sensitive people tend to get more bored in marriages than non-HSP couples,
mostly due to the lack of meaningful interaction that naturally occurs
as time goes on. However, this doesn’t necessarily mean we’re
dissatisfied with the relationship – we just need to find a way to have
more stimulating conversations.
13. We can’t just stop being highly sensitive.
A 2014 study published in the journal Brain and Behavior found that highly sensitive people experienced more activity in regions of the brain associated with empathy and awareness
when exposed to pictures of emotional individuals than the average
person. In other words, we’re neurologically wired to behave the way
that we do.
With that in mind, know that the best way to love us
is to support us. Try not to shame us for our sensitivity. Tell us it’s
okay to feel the way we do. And in return, we’ll try not to tear up over
your kind words (no promises, though). (source)
picture the average 2000′s teenage troll who thinks racial slurs are funny and uses “autism” as an insult, and then imagine that they never actually grew out of that phase and are still in the same place in their late 20′s/30′s, and that’s what kiwifarms is.
Look who was born yesterday! Just under twelve hours, a panicky trip to the vet, and a c-section later… three puppies.
From left to right, Holy Cow That’s What We Call a Runt (#2), Big (#1), and I’m Normal So No One Pays Me Any Attention (#3). All girls.
Gracie is a very enthusiastic licker, but has a bad habit of deciding She Is Done and moving before everyone’s completely full (especially Runt, who takes extra time to latch on). She also sticks her head under the blankets because if you can’t *hear* the puppies whining then are they *really* whining?
Welcome to part one of The
Stationery Crash Course series where I explain the different types of
various stationery goods and their compatibility with different materials. All
posts can be found here!
This week I’m going to explore the
wonderful world of markers. The word ‘marker’ is an umbrella term in which many
tools fall under. Markers, textas, highlighters, fineliners we’ve all used them
at one point in our lives. Common traits that all markers share would be:
A bold tip and stroke
Distinguishable against other writing
Ghosting and bleeding on standard paper
There are two types of markers,
practical markers and art markers, and their many
sub-classifications in between. There are some that blend in between these two
types! Let’s make a mark on it and explore the different types of markers, shall
I started this episode in class because I was really curious about this episode and…
The episode wasn’t so interesting until we got to the night when we were supposed to catch the stalker. Armin’s reaction to the photos was so fucking cute… like, average boy his age would just laugh and show everyone the pictures, where as Armin wasn’t so keen to show us what was in the box. So precious to have these boys in school :<
Okay… okay… I FUCKING HATE CHARLOTTE, SHE MADE IRIS CRY. SRSLY LOOK AT HER
CAN YOU JUST STOP???? SHE IS TOO CUTE FOR THIS GAME, PLEASE STOP HURTING MY LIL BABY. ~~~~~~~~ We finished Iris’ drama quickly and now twins’ drama is starting… or at least Armin’s drama. I have no clue what to expect, tbh. What are your theories?
IN THE END I WOULD LIKE TO APOLOGIZE FOR SUSPECTING ARMIN FOR BEING A STALKER. APPARENTLY HE WAS DOING EVEN WORSE STUFF BECAUSE HE GOT INTO FUCKING PRISON. THANK GOD CHINO :)