Cruise with Objectives

It has been weeks since my return from the trip. It is no surprise that Royal Caribbean is highly recommended for first-time cruisers. I still vividly recall the captivating events that unfolded aboard the ship, particularly the enchanting performance, despite the fact it did not end well. 

I would love to tell you guys more, but I know you guys are more interested in my adventures during the trip. (If you are interested in the ship and its activity, please PM me.) 

Let me summarise what I did during the four-day, three-night trip.
For those who have been talking to me since I announced that I would be going to cruise. If you recall our conversation, I stated that I would not bring any dresses or skirts, but my attire primarily consisted of shorts. As it turns out, I bought it since the majority of the suggestions you all provided involved me wearing a skirt or dress.

In truth, the first day was relatively uneventful, as our focus primarily revolved around exploring the ship, trying out the activities, going for NorthStar (which was an experience where we were brought to the highest point of the cruise in a capsule and the 360 views), indulging in complimentary meals at the Main Dining Hall, or even venturing to Windjammer ( another place for us to get food ). We even get to enjoy marvellous performances such as The Silk Road and The Effector. Ended the day in the casino with a small winning. 

The 2nd day was more eventful as I did accomplish most of my objectives for this trip.
My first notable accomplishment was having breakfast at a bustling restaurant while clad in my Light blue sports bra and Navy FBT shorts. Although I had intentionally prepared for this unconventional attire, the morning exercise arranged by the cruise made it seem more acceptable. However, it was disconcerting to notice the lingering gazes of onlookers, particularly from different ethnic backgrounds. Consequently, my breakfast experience turned out to be far from enjoyable.

My second achievement was wearing my newly acquired Royal blue one-shoulder Bikini from Shein while walking from my room to the solarium. Perhaps not something to boast about, but it presented quite a challenge. I had to navigate my way from my room to the Solarium, which required me to take the elevator and traverse several areas before arriving and with all the passersby. It triggered my arousal, but I did maintain it well. Things get worse upon our return to the room following our indulgence in the Jacuzzi. We attempted to dry ourselves before returning, but we were not thoroughly dried. As we walked, numerous individuals staring, particularly during our elevator rides, further heightened my senses.

I considered indulging in some mischievous activities during our shower time, but time was not on our side. We found ourselves in a rush as we were rushing to embark on our journey to Penang. As promised, I donned a sleek White halter top, perfectly complemented by a short denim skirt. But that's not all. As we previously discussed, I am strictly prohibited from wearing panties. ( third achievement )Xav did comment, but as promised to my readers, he eventually succumbed to my persistent requests.

The journey to Penang proved to be quite fruitful, as we successfully visited all the planned destinations and managed to acquire a substantial amount of Tau Sar Piah, also known as Tambun Biscuits.
Admittedly, given the presence of my future-in-law, I refrained from engaging in any mischievous activities. However, Xav seemed rather anxious throughout the trip, as he was the sole individual privy to the fact that I had chosen not to don any panties and was clad in a skirt that barely reached my mid-thigh.

We returned to the ship before 9 pm as our minds set on attending the enigmatic silent disco event. However, the plan went south once we were back inside our cabin. We seized a moment to rejuvenate ourselves, but that stupid Xav decided to stimulate me instead. As it turns out, he fulfilled my fourth objective: being naked and having sex at the balcony. While it may appear hasty, I beg you guys to extend your forgiveness towards him, for he was under my constant influence throughout the entire day, from our morning meal to our refreshing swim and even during our excursion to Penang.

He was incredibly 'parched', to the point where he willingly acquiesced to my spontaneous requests and one challenge, all in exchange for the act of 'inserting' and 'in the mouth'. ( Yup, we had a deal that if he were to cum in my mouth, he had to exchange for a deal. )

As it turns out, he failed to endure beyond three rounds. He unexpectedly lost all strength, rendering himself completely powerless despite his initial confidence in going five rounds. After a brief cooldown, we took a refreshing shower before retiring for the night, fully aware of the early morning awakening that awaited me to experience the enchanting sunrise. The following morning proved to be a profound disappointment, as Xav was utterly incapable of waking up despite my constant stimulation. ( He was somehow dead.) Consequently, I unexpectedly achieved my fifth accomplishment: being naked on the balcony. 

It was an impromptu accomplishment, as my original intention was to capture the sunrise and promptly retreat to bed. However, I decided to add some fun to my original plan: being naked throughout the sunrise. Trust me, it was dawn when I got myself undressed, and I managed to see the sun rising from the sea. ( One of my life goals)

It was approximately noon when we clandestinely resolved to embark on a daring surfing adventure ( Sixth objective). Alas, to my dismay, I was informed that my attire ( Bikinis) rendered me ineligible to partake in the activity unless I purchased the rash guard. ( Which we didn't due to the price )

Due to my inability to achieve my sixth objective, I forward my seventh and eighth objectives, which I have successfully accomplished. Getting in the pool with my One-shoulder Bikini & my black Thong and suntan at the open pool area. Did it with Xav's help, as he kept a lookout for me despite disagreeing with my action. The decisive element of this objective lay in the thong, which possessed a remarkably slender nature. However, they underwent a fascinating transformation when exposed to water, becoming increasingly translucent. (That's the reason on why it was black. )
Just for the record, as per Xav's statement, at least 50 people took a second look and a more extended look. Honest saying, my butt was literally out, that's why.

My ninth objective entailed donning a black skater dress while playing in the casino. Only Nu-bra are allowed. No panties were permitted, and I had to sit on table games. I managed to achieve it without Xav ever suspecting a thing, and truth be told, it wasn't quite as exhilarating since my presence went completely unnoticed. The original plan was to seduce an old man by showing him my bare bottom, but everyone was into the games. However, I decided to spice up the objective during the virtual Fireworks events. 

Allow me to provide you with a concise overview of the virtual fireworks event. Royal Caribbean, renowned for its exceptional hospitality, orchestrated a captivating countdown party on the final night of the voyage. This extraordinary event was a heartfelt homage, bidding a fond farewell to their esteemed guests. It bore a resemblance, albeit in a clandestine manner, to the exhilarating world of clubbing.

Guess what? My clandestine ninth achievement entailed attending the party in a state of liberation, devoid of undergarments both above and below. It was done halfway through the event when I went to the ladies with Xav's sister and discreetly discarded my bra. (Unsure if she did notice.)

I was convinced that it went unnoticed as Xav was just beside me and remained oblivious until I discreetly brushed my chest against him. However, the conclusion unfolded in a manner far from my initial anticipation, for Xav's overwhelming anxiety overshadowed any possibility of enjoyment. Consequently, we abruptly departed from the party. Leaving Xav's sister alone (she only became aware of the situation when the event concluded.)

I debated with Xav regarding the situation, but he insisted on a compromise in which I would have to put my bra back on. Reluctantly, I agreed, hoping to salvage the remainder of the evening. However, to my dismay, my bra was nowhere to be found, only to discover it had been carelessly discarded atop the bin.

I felt a tinge of disappointment as we returned to our cabin, forgetting that I was not wearing a bra. The realisation hit me when Xav discreetly nudged me, drawing my attention to a family with two children intently staring in my direction. (I had to cover my boob with my hands throughout the journey back to my room )

Back in the room, Xav was relatively calm, and I was the one who felt guilty. We managed to reach a mutual understanding that I must refrain from repeating my actions and instead engage in open discussions with him, as we had done in the past. Consequently, I have been sentenced to No sexual activity for one week. ( which is why I wasn't able to update.)

Nevertheless, I cunningly achieved my final goal after obtaining Xav's permission, which was leaving all my used thongs on the sun lounger.

Discreetly

Ever since we had sex, I've noticed a significant change in Xav. It's almost as if he's transformed into a Bonobo - always ready for kinky stuff or sex.
In the past, he would incessantly complain about my tendency to arouse him. However, nowadays, he has taken on a more proactive approach, often seeking my attention through unexpected gestures or a gentle touch on my boobs or inner thigh randomly.

Occasionally, he would request that I wear a short dress or skirt, and he knew I would only wear a thong. It was as if he secretly desired to see me in such attire.

After conducting a thorough analysis of my personal pleasure versus shared intimacy over May, the results were as follows: 5 instances of solo pleasure, 3 instances of he satisfied me, and 8 instances of sex. CY was impressed when I revealed that I had allocated just five days for my personal time while the rest was with Xav.

In my own defence, during the random 8 days of sex, I was not the initiator. He was, and most of the time, we did it in various locations, from the park to the public toilet, but we did the most in his car and our rooms.

One of my most unforgettable moments was discreet touching right next to his sister. Believe me, it was the most terrifying orgasm I have ever had. ( Although I did leak a lot )

He insisted that I remove my thong while her sister sat beside me. Unknowingly, I complied, driven by my raging hormones.

Honestly speaking, I was a little tipsy, but not as much as his sister, who was totally dozing off. I can still make a correct decision, but I lost it to the hormone and maybe that d*ck.

How did all of this come to be? It was all thanks to her sister, who brought 10 bottles of Soju online, that were set to expire in August. ( Yup, she got it due to the low price )

It was a lazy Saturday, and we had no plans for the following day. His sister was determined to finish 10 bottles of Soju that day, but unfortunately, she got drunk after only the fourth bottle.
As her sister fell asleep due to alcohol, Xav and I were left with the remaining Soju.

Shortly after his sister fell asleep, Xav began to touch my thigh and back in a haphazard manner. He intermittently attempted to squeeze my boobs, which I slapped away as his sister was beside us.

I would be fine if he did it in his room but not in front of his sister. He persisted despite my attempts to push his hand away, and eventually, I gave in. Although it's important to set boundaries, occasionally, we should permit such behaviour for the sake of enjoyment.

In the heat of the moment, with our hands exploring every inch of each other's skin, he whispered in my ear, requesting that I remove my thong. At first, I refused it outright. However, despite my efforts to resist, my hormones had other plans. It's as if "they" knew my vulnerabilities and urged me to reconsider. And so, I succumbed to temptation once more.

I rose to my feet, deliberately shedding my FBT shorts as I locked eyes with Xav. It was a tantalising display, a private show for his eyes only. With a calculated move, I let my thong slip to the ground, using my leg to pass it over to him.

I was just about to take my seat, without the shorts, when Xav intervened. He insisted on wearing it back, claiming he wanted me to soak my FBT shorts with my own juice. ( I assure you, his words had a profound effect on me, leaving me feeling more aroused than ever before. )

Shortly after I began to stroke his d*** under his shorts while he was teasing my clit through my FBT shorts, I had my first orgasms. It was not an intense type, yet sufficient to dampen my shorts to some extent. I was wearing a Navy colour. Despite my efforts to stifle any audible reaction, Xav insists I may have been too loud.

I managed to halt his movements momentarily as I continued my assault on his d***. However, to my dismay, his response becomes even more aggressive, forcefully pushing me to lie to the ground. I lay there as he proceeded to explore my body with his tongue, from my nipple, then to the fabric of my FBT shorts. ( I wasn't wearing any bra )

I attempted to resist his advances and suggested sixty-nine, but he was completely consumed with pleasuring me and dismissed my propositions. As a result, I reached my second climax quickly, and my shorts became even more saturated.

As anticipated, following two rounds of intense pleasure, my hormones were soaring. Undoubtedly, he was aware of this and had strategically planned for it.

I instructed him to lick directly after pulling my shorts aside and exposing my p**** directly in his face. Obediently, he complied, which marked my most intense orgasm that night.

Boldly, I took charge and removed his shorts, revealing his manhood without his consent and sucked him off. It didn't take long before he ejaculated. Kind of disappointing but relieved at the same time. ( I am bad at sucking )

We did rest for a moment before deciding to clean up the mess. As we left the room, his sister was still asleep on the floor.

 Note:
I will be going on cruise this month, so give me ideas on what I can do. 

Types of panties

Hi guys, this post is just for sharing of why I prefer Thongs and G-strings instead of normal panties.
I once shared why I prefer to sleep naked or go commando, so if you are interested, you can go over my blog again.

Before we go into my favourite, let's go for the type of panties in the world. 

• Boyshorts: Full coverage along your hip and backside, with the leg openings sitting just below the top of your thigh
• Brief: classic type of underwear choice for women who're looking for support and comfort
• Cheeky: perfect medium between a thong and classic briefs
• High rise Brief: full coverage and offer slimming lines
• Slip shorts: provide the coverage and smoothing effect as a slip to shape your legs and hips under dresses
• Hipster: the waistband on a hipster underwear style sits on the hips, a couple of inches below the waist, and has low-cut leg holes
• Bikini: similar to the brief but without as much coverage.
• Thong: no coverage at the back; thongs are a great option for eliminating those visible panty lines.
• G-string: the least amount of coverage, meant for times when you would like to go commando but would also like some sort of coverage.
• Tanga: thong-like underwear that covers both your front and back with triangular pieces of material
• French-cut: A higher waist than the classic brief and features high-cut leg holes that rise just above the widest part of the thigh.

Now, let's talk about Thongs & G-strings
Over time, thongs and G-strings have gained immense popularity for many reasons. These undergarments not only offer minimal rear coverage but also provide exceptional comfort, particularly when worn under tight-fitting clothing such as jeans, yoga pants, or bodycon dresses. If you're hesitant about wearing them, we have numerous compelling reasons that are sure to persuade you to incorporate them into your wardrobe more frequently.

1. No visible panty lines: It is undeniable that visible lines can detract from the overall appearance of your outfit, no matter how stylish it may be. Fortunately, thongs for women offer a solution to this problem by remaining completely invisible underneath your clothing. Say goodbye to unsightly lines and hello to a sleek, polished look with the help of thongs.

2. High level of comfort: Many women avoid wearing G-strings or thongs due to the misconception that they are uncomfortable. However, the reality is quite the opposite. These undergarments have minimal fabric at the back, providing a high level of comfort throughout the day. Donning a G-string or thong is a comfortable and practical choice for many women.

3. Sexy appearance: G-strings are arguably the most alluring undergarments, possessing an incredible ability to enhance your appearance. They not only make you look stunning on the outside but also on the inside, elevating your confidence level.

4. No clinging: One of the greatest advantages of wearing thong underwear is its ability to remain static, eliminating the discomfort of riding or clinging up. This style provides ease and freedom, allowing you to move confidently without fear of wardrobe malfunctions. Say goodbye to those pesky woes and embrace the comfort and security of thong underwear.

5. Natural shape: The natural shape of women's thongs is one of their most appealing features. Unlike other styles, thongs offer no rear coverage, allowing your body to maintain a more natural shape. If you're looking to embrace your body just the way it is, then thongs for women are a total win-win.

6. Variety: Variety is key when it comes to shopping for thongs for women. You'll be pleased to know that there are countless options available to you, ranging from comfortable cotton to exquisite lace fabrics. With such a wide range of styles to choose from, you're sure to find the perfect thong to complement any outfit or mood. Don't settle for anything less than the best - explore your options and discover the perfect thong.

Things to look out for when wearing :

1. It is advisable to avoid purchasing overly tight thongs as they can cause discomfort in the genital and buttock regions. It is important to prioritise comfort when selecting undergarments to ensure a pleasant and comfortable experience.

2. Regarding intimate apparel, nothing gets closer to your skin than a thong. Therefore, it is crucial to select a thong that suits your needs, the weather, and the occasion. Careful consideration of these factors will ensure you feel comfortable and confident throughout the day. So, take the time to choose the perfect thong for you and enjoy the benefits of a well-fitting undergarment.

3. It is advisable to refrain from wearing thongs during your menstrual cycle. This is because the flow and discharge are more likely to spread on a thong than on regular underwear. Opting for full-coverage bottoms is a more hygienic and comfortable choice during this time.

4. It is advisable to refrain from wearing thongs when you are feeling under the weather. In the event that you are suffering from diarrhoea or food poisoning, it is best to avoid wearing thongs as they can potentially spread germs and matter, which is certainly not ideal.

5. Thongs can cause urinary tract infections because the string transports bacteria. If you are prone to UTIs or other infections, avoid thongs

Extra note:
- If you initially dislike the sensation of wearing a thong, do not be discouraged. It is a common experience for those new to thong-wearing to feel discomfort at first. However, after a few days of consistent wear, you may find yourself enamoured with this style of undergarment

Reference : Clovia.com

From Young

It is commonly believed that all males are nothing but lechers, regardless of age. Although Xav has repeatedly proven me wrong, I was rudely jolted back to the harsh reality.

A few hours back, I attended Xav's grandmother's birthday dinner. The entire family was present, and I dressed appropriately for the occasion. I was wearing a Button Down A-line Dress suitable for me to go to work and the occasion.

As I was enjoying my meal, Xav's three-year-old nephew( let's call him Eugene because he looks like it to me) approached me, leaving me perplexed as I couldn't recall interacting with him earlier. We had eye contact and he fixed his gaze on me, and for a moment, I was lost.

I tried to break the ice and started talking to him and playing with him. Despite his lack of response, I continued to engage with him and even consulted his parents before feeding him. However, things took a strange turn when he suddenly wanted a hug.

His parents were just as shocked as I was, but we both knew he was just a child. But then, he did something that made me feel uncomfortable. He touched me in a way that was not appropriate for a child his age. His hand was on my boob, and from time to time, he will move his hand down my dress. Even Xav seemed to sense that something was off.

Even when his parents were about to go off, he clung to me tightly, unwilling to let go. I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease as I tried to gently pry him away. Thankfully, his grip was weak. 

At that particular moment, my thoughts were fleeting. However, after Xav's revelation, I couldn't help but feel a sense of suspicion regarding Eugene's mental capacity. His age did not align with his behaviour, which resembled a lecher's.

A ' NO NO' to Online work meeting and 'touching'

Two weeks back, I did something YOLO again. The consequences of my actions could potentially jeopardise my career if my superiors were to discover what I had done.

So, on one Friday, we were allowed to work from home. It was a new policy for senior staff. I was slowly enjoying the pace of doing my work (mostly admin stuff) in my pyjamas( Lingerie ), on and off eating snacks and multiple 'toilet breaks'. However, my tranquillity was abruptly shattered by my senior, who demanded my presence on a call with the big boss.

Feeling slightly annoyed, I hastily swapped my sleepwear for something more appropriate and slipped on my bra. There was no need for shorts, as they would remain unseen. However, I did opt for a standard thong.

I reluctantly joined the call and listened as my senior presented to the big boss. Everyone's screen was on; trust me, some were wearing as simple as a Cartoon Tee. But, of course, this was way impromptu, which caused most of us to panic AF. 

It was a true test of my patience and tolerance for corporate jargon. The bosses thought as if I had nothing better to do with my time. We wasted 30mins just by listening to his presentation, and I could have done many things within that 30mins.

Life sux as my choices is constrained as I am simply a worker. I pretended to be interested, secretly counting the minutes. I cannot recall the exact moment during the presentation when I began to give in to my desire for self-touching. ( Not jilling yet )

I began by gently stroking my inner thigh, gradually inching closer to the delicate fabric of my silk thong. Soon enough, I found myself directly stimulating my "pearl". Despite being in the midst of a meeting, my primal desires overpowered my better judgment. It was a moment of weakness, but one that I couldn't resist.

The sensations were overwhelming, especially when you were on a call with your colleagues and bosses and with one wrong step, all of them would know that I was doing kinky stuff.

I was enjoying the sensation, but unknowingly that time flew fast. I aimed for an orgasm, but the call ended before I could.

2XU Compression Run

Did anyone participle in 2XU half Marathon last weekend? If you did, well done for completing it. It was so tough, and I am grateful that I can finish it. So recently, CY and I participated in the 2XU Half Marathon on 16/04/23, and it was an unforgettable experience. Not because the atmosphere was electric as thousands of runners gathered for the challenge but because it was my first 21.1km marathon. ( I died for the next 1 week ) 

TBH, I hit a wall around the 15km mark. My legs were throbbing with pain, and I was drenched in sweat, but that CY kept on pushing me, and the support from other runners kept me motivated, so I went on and on. (I can't remember how I survived ) 

Crossing the finish line was an amazing moment. A sense of accomplishment that I will never forget, and it was all worth it in the end. I was proud of myself and CY for finishing the race and achieving my goal.

I recommend it to you guys who are keen to try it out. Go for a short distance, like 5km or 10km instead. But don't be stupid like me. ( I was crazy when I signed up ). So, to anyone looking for a thrilling and rewarding running experience, all marathon is back. It will be an excellent opportunity to challenge yourself and push your limits. You might regret it when you are running, but the atmosphere, the course, and the sense of accomplishment made it all worth it. 

Oh yeah, just a recommendation: if you participate in Marathon, try running in shorts and without panties/underwear. It does help. ( hehe, I liked the feeling ) 

The Crazy act with the boy

2 days back, I committed a sin, and I felt guilty until now.

On Monday, after CY and I went for a swim session, we did a stupid challenge that may cause a traumatic event for the small boy. Not like we raped him or what, but I kind of showed him my bare pussy with Xav's tail hanging out ( Mini Xav was inside of me ), and CY gave her G-string to him.

This challenge was impromptu, and it was just for fun. We have no motive to harm him or cause him to turn gay(maybe). 

So, after our swimming session, CY forced me to wear Mini xav as I lost to her in the swimming race. Things were still fine, although I was being tortured by the vibration. I was still able to control myself. 

Things worsened when we walked past this playground. CY decided to double the speed, causing me to squat down for the sudden wave, and there this? 5 to 8yrs old boy came towards me. He was holding onto a soccer ball, but maybe due to my soft moan and squatting, he came forwards. 

He did not talk or take action but strictly looked at me. CY and I were initially confused by his action, but even though we tried to speak to him, he was totally silent. Finally, as I was about to get up, CY nudged me and pointed at my bottom. She wanted me to showcase my pussy to the little boy, which I thought was crazy, but she promised that if I did that, I would be allowed to remove mini Xav for the rest of the afternoon. 

Fighting against my conscience and the relief of torture, I gave in to her. 

I squatted down again with my legs widely open and pulled my FBTs shorts aside, and revealed my bare shaved pussy while pulling out mini Xav. Trust me, it was less than 2sec when I did that, but I was damn aroused. The funny part was mini xav was still vibrating as I pulled out, and the little boy stared at it. 

After cleaning up my mini xav and saying bye to him, we were about to go, but that crazy CY went back and removed her g-string from her bag and given to him. I was dumbfounded, but to avoid getting caught, we walked away as fast as we could.