Quick Update

It's been weeks or even months since my last update. Not that i am not interested in this but it was more to my new job scopes and i am trying to 'act' like a good girl infront of my bf.
Enough for my reasons, let's have a quick update of what i did this few months

- No bra infront of my mom and dad X5 times (at home)
- Went 'commando' while dating with X
- Wore a short dress and went out with colleague, purposely upskirted few times
- Attempted(s) to upskirt infront of X ( Failed) 
- Peed in urinal using funnel in male toilet with Charmaine. ( dares)  
- Wore a loose shirt with only panties but covered with a jacket tied to waist
- Secretly jilled on my cousin's cocoon swing chair ( will share more details )
- Changed panties with dad driving ( Not really interesting)

This concludes the events/things i did during this few months. I will explain certain event in details, so stay tune.

New vibrator

Few weeks back, my wireless mini remote bullet vibrator finally arrived. It took nearly 1 month for the delivery.

That particular day, i decided to try it. I inserted the bullet into me before wearing my legit clothing. The feeling was very similar to 'thor', just the speed control part. I did gave it a shot and the sensation was stronger than i expected. I purposely wore a black mini pencil dress, as i knew i will be struck in office for the whole day. With a normal push-up bra, and normal panties, i seems so legit from outside.

Heading to work that day was normal. I set the bullet at its lowest speed as i stood all the way. The feeling was not strong but i know it was just the beginning. However, by the time i reached office, i was already wet from the low-speed stimulation. It might not be strong but after period of time, it still does have effect. There were even a few times that it almost dropped out.
As i sat down on my table, the bullet was pressed further into me, caused me to moan softly. Lucky, my partner was not back yet.

That morning, i was as busy as the bullet, except that i was answering calls, talking to multiple staffs, sorting emails, while 'it' worked inside of me. Although i was busy, but my panties was soaked before lunch time. I even had to ask my colleagues to help me 'dabao' my food.

As they left the office, i increased the speed to 4 times faster. I was enjoying the intensity before i was interrupted by the call and guess what, i had my orgasm while speaking to this doctor. All the builds up plus excitement. I had to keep the phone away as i enjoy the sensation and prevent myself from moaning on the phone. In the end, i missed what he had said plus my panties got extremely wet, which i removed before my colleagues came back

Family's trip : Day 5 ( Last day)

So the last day, was a free and easy day for us. I meant, we actually didn't planned for any activities. Like everyone was free to go anywhere they wanted. My brother and his gf went on with the shopping and etc. My mom and dad went to the spa and massage.

My plan, was the swimming pool. Hehe. That's the real reason of why i purchased the swimsuit.

After breakfast, we went on with our own path. I went back to my room and changed into the swimsuit. The best part was, there was no plans to wear back any clothing. I am just gonna walk to the swimming pool with a towel and my swimsuit. My assumption of the excitement was actually the route to the pool. It was at level 5, and which means, i had to get on the lift, walked past a few restaurants before reaching the pool.

I did brought a small paper bag, which used to keep my towel( for a bigger plan)

Sadly to say, the route to the swimming pool was not that exciting. Didn't met anyone in the lift, but only when i was walking towards the pool at level 5, there were other guests and staff. Slightly awkward, but i managed to act like normal.

It was an outdoor pool and maybe due to the wrong timing, it was crowded. After getting through the security (which stared me from far), I placed my bag and items on the nearest chair i could find and went on to the pool. The weather was good, not so sunny.
After 1 hour of legit swimming, i was ready to return to my room but i had a bigger plan to accomplish.

I went to the ladies, changed out of my swimsuit and placed it in the small bag.  After I wrapped the towel around my body, i walked out of shower cubicle to check myself on the mirror.  Yes, that's the biggest plan i had for this trip. A towel wrapped around me while i walked back to my room. I discussed with CY and we even went through the plan multiple times. We even had 3 different escape plans. Me feel very excited and scared, to be walking outside only wearing a towel around myself.

After getting out of the ladies, I walked past a few guys and there was a few times, we had body contacts. They did not stared back or what, like i did. It seems to be so perfectly normal for a lady to have a towel wrapped around her. No one had/was imagining that i was in my birthday suit under the towel. 

As i walked, my breasts did bounced from side to side and there was a few times, it caused the towel to loosen and almost dropped. The nerve-racking part was when i was waiting of the lift and being inside the lift with 3 other people. I am not sure if i was too damn nervous to notice about their reactions or people are just so "open" nowadays. What I could remembered was, the excitement of standing so close to others while I was completely naked under my towel, was the main reason of my high hormones that day. 

Thanks to the 'excitment', i was so aroused and wet throughout. Even when we were on the plane, i had to relieve my tension for 2 times while sitting, causing my seats, panties and dress to be wet/ soaked.



P.S:
- So i received multiple emails, asking regarding the gym outfits. To satisfy your fantasy, i will politely send you personally. Only for the first 5.
- As the very good news to all, i am back in selling my panties. So email me if you are keen.

Family's trip : Day 4

Day 4 was a bad day..

0800 - 0930 hours

Slightly overslept and got scolded badly by my mom as she came into my room and saw my pyjames ( naked). Worst, my dad came in too when i was literally naked under the blanket. Quite a bad start of new day. In the end, i missed my breakfast also.

1030 - 1500 hours

Went on a tour with a local guide to another district, but weather was bad. Even 'thor' was bullying me. Kept on dislodging and the worst, the battery went flat!!! It was just the start of the trip and it went dead. Like literally spoiled my whole plan. Was thinking of having 'thor' turned on and continuously stimulate me but then, hais. 

1600 - 2300 hours

The trip ended at 3.30pm and all of us went back to our hotel. We decided to have a short break as we did a lot of walking and climbing. Too much for my parents. 

I was thinking of walking around the hotel's area, but in the end, i went to the hotel's gym. Hehe, must have some 'burning' after all those intakes.

As exercise was not in my plan, i didn't brought any outfit for it. In the end, i sacrificed my yellow sport bra, my Nike shorts and in collaboration of my jacket, i seems legit ( and decent ). 

Right after i enter the gym, there was this idea, which was given few months back by one of my reader. What i had to do was to remove the padding in my sport bra and go for a gym session. That's was the chance.

Immediately, i  went to the ladies and removed the pad and placed at the corner of the sink since there were no lockers. My nipple could be seen but not very obvious (Good material). After double/triple  checking with the mirror, i decided to push up the game. I removed my panties ( placed together with the pad) and pulled the shorts slightly higher, showing my butt-cheek and my long legs. ( Not very obvious too). 

After exiting the toilet, i went straight to the treadmill and guess what, the place was empty. Might be due to the timing. Anyway, i was not accustomed of getting attention but i know the warmth between my legs. After a good 25 mins of legit jogging, finally came a person but it was a female cleaner. Not really as what i had expected. The lady did stared at me for a few times, as if i am being naked.

After another 10 to 15 mins, i stopped. My fats were burning and i could felt the heat. After waht i called it as 'cooling down', i was prepared to return back to the ladies to fetch my pads and panties, but guess what, it was gone. Missing. Honestly, my brain did went blank for a moment but on the second thoughts, i could just walked back to my room. I had done it once with my swimsuit so why not.

I took a deep breath and pushed the door and walked briskly to the front desk and out i go.
I went straight to the stairs. My breath raced as i ran up the stairs and i was perspiring more than jogging. I was somehow naked but not naked.

After showered, we went for dinner and maybe due to the exercises, i was exhausted and went to bed very early.


P.S :
1 more day to go

Family's trip - Day 3

Day 3

0700 - 0830 hours
Same as Day 2, we had our breakfast at a very early timing. However this time, i was still wearing my sleeping clothes and you know what, my mom was angry which i really don't get it. I was wearing a normal tanktop and my FBTs shorts, and i was wearing bra and panties. Still got scolded. Weird!!

1000 - 2100 hours
Continue on our attraction's trips and even went to 2 temples (specially requested from my dad).
After few hours of tourists fun, we managed to settle down at one of the famous district. It was a heaven for ladies but hell for man. Somehow, the whole area was literally like clothes shops. Only a few food stores were there. Even my mom asked me not to follow her. After few hours, i spend about S$150 for 7 pieces of tops and 5 pieces of shorts. The best decision i made that day was wearing my panties as one of the shorts was slightly transparent and legit, my panties could be seen.
Somehow we didn't have a decent dinner, as we were grabbing small bites from the night market. My dad legit spend most of his money on food. We nearly queued for all the stores. I was so fully that night.

2200 - unknown hours
There was 2 dares for me to complete during this trip and they idiotically combined it. As usually, it was given by CY and Charmaine but it was bolder and i had to admit, i was a lunatic to even accomplished it.

The dares was to lock myself out with only one pair of undergarment and asked the staff if i look sexy. Yes, undergarment, so i was only left with either my bra or panties. Furthermore, if i am locked out, i had to walk all the way to the elevator area to call for help (not part of the dare). Options were limited and everything seems to be a bad choice. Surrender and pay for the treats (est S$300) or do the dares and humiliated myself.

After a long internal conflict within my id, ego, my superego finally had the best solution. I called the reception and told them i was locked out of my room and i even requested for a lady staff. That's was how i solved this. After ending the call, i called CY and Charmaine on skype, wore my panties and went out of my room. The moment the door closed, my heart was beating so fast that i thought i might just collapsed. I was so afraid that my parents or brother opened their door, or even worst, the room opposite of me (which was a family). Suddenly, the whole corridor seems so open and scary. Trust me, i was perspiring profusely and I was not only wet from the top, my panties were getting too.

Luckily, the staff didn't took her own sweet time to respond to my call and indeed, they send a female staff. The lady looks shocked when she saw me. Maybe due to my freely tits. Yup, i was not allowed to cover it too. It was super duper awkward and yet i had to smile at her. She did smiled back but the feeling was OH MY GOD!!

After she opened the door, i immediately thanked her and asked my question before closing the door. I bet she was totally gone as she stared at me blankly. So damn awkward!! CY and Charmaine was laughing so hard as they saw the whole process and how awkward the staff was. In the end, the staff took like her whole life before she replied 'yes'. Like a finally. I thanked her again before closing my door. I was looking for a hole to hide my head, so embarrassed.

After confirming with CY and Charmaine about their dares, the day ended.

The next day was bad, i had a short eye contact with the same staff when i was walking past the reception and the feeling was damn damn damn weird.


P.S
2 more days to go
CY's dares:
- Skype in her birthday suit with us & removed her string panties and left it on the table
Charmaine's dare
- Exposed her panties by standing near the glass panel & removed her panties at bus stop

Alcohol = MC ( Done )

Hi guys, i got myself 2 days MC. Please clap for me. I am down with COLD!!!
Thanks to the alcohols.

So last Saturday, i went to a pub.  It was for my colleague's birthday and nearly the whole department was invited. I specially wore a black Chiffon cross-back maxi dress with a black thong ( whoever saw, please do not exposes me). In the end, i was 70% drunk. ( I am still quite aware about my surrounding ) As the youngest member of the department, i was forced to drink 2 shots (which i don't know what alcohol was that) after i took my own drink . Luckily, my mentor was there, and she was the one who booked grab for me.

The weird thing was, i am not sure if it was the alcohol that makes me feel stimulated or was it that i was just horny. My 'tap' was leaking even when i was standing beside my mentor while waiting for the Grab.

About like a long wait, my car arrived. I purposely chosen the seat right behind the driver as i am sure i will do something stupid. (Indeed, i did)

There were air con at the back seats and due to the strong blowing, my pussy tingle. I was triggered further. Naughty thoughts was flooding in my head and it was making me crazy. There was a few times, i acted like i was scratching, but i was actually playing with my tits. I was still aware about my surrounding, so knowing i was so wet, i checked multiples times to see if i did make a mess on the seat or my dress. The last check slightly awakens me as I had been sitting with my legs widely apart, with the dress widely opened. Luckily, the driver was not concentrating on me.

As i know my house was still a distant, i decided to make full use of the air-con ( since sg has been so hot lately). I rolled the bottom on my dress higher, high enough for at least 2/3 of my panties to be seen. I could easily feel the cold air, and i think it was the sensation that caused me to leak more. My clit was craving for attention and my juices was flowing like a broken tap. I was enjoying myself when i realized the driver steal peeks on me via the rear mirror, and we even had eye contact. In order to distract him, i complimented that the air-con was so 'shiok'. That's when we started our conversations.

As we were talking, my fingers was also busying rotating around my protuberance clit. Suddenly, i had this dirty thoughts of, how long it had been since he saw a freshly shaven, soaking wet pussy? and should i move to the another side, so he can have a better view of my wet panties or maybe pussy??

The thing was, he was really nice. He knew my job does draining energy very fast, so he kept on encouraging and even complimented on the sacrificial we made. That's was when i decided to give him a reward that was more precious than money.  At the traffic junction, right before i reached my block, I sneakily removed my panties (no big action was made) and left it on the floor below his chair. ( I am not sure when he will find out, but it doesn't concern me).  What i know was, i was leaking a lot.  The spot where it's covers my hole was darker and soaked,

After getting off the car, i did not went home straight. I walked to the playground which was 4 blocks away ( I don't know how i got the energy) and settled myself in the slides. It was a covered slide, so it was convenient for me to do whatever i wanted and guess what, i did something so shameful, (even up until now, i was still guilty about it). I fingered and brought myself an orgasm in the middle of the slide and even peed. I don't know what was i thinking but at that moment, it just occurred. The worst part, without a conscious mind, i slide down after i peed and got my dress strained. ( was disgusted at that moment)

I can't really remembered much in between, but it was about 02:07 when i went to sleep.


P.S :
I will update about Day 3 ASAP. Stay tuned

Family's trip - Day 2

Day 2

0700 - 0900 hours

My mom called my room and guess what, they were already down for breakfast. Crazy right. Like as if the breakfast will 'run' away. 

As i was not wearing any sleeping clothes, i wore the clothes that was planned for that day.  After getting dressed (decent outfits), i went on to meet my parents and my mom was shocked. She had a bet with my dad that i will still be in my sleeping clothes but sadly, she lost. My brother was another surprise to us, he was already in his OOTD too. So amazing. Oversea sure change one's habits. 

1000 - 1600 hours

We went to many tourist attractions and i kind of accomplished my goals which was flashing my panties at all the attraction areas. Estimated at least about 5 or 6 people per attractions saw me. I wore a knife pleated skirt on purpose and it was really fun to do it (Especially when you are at overseas). No one really knows who am i. Hehe. Most of the viewers are guys, except for a few ladies who accidentally saw it. I am not sure if all of them did see but i did tried my best to swing my skirt a few times, sat on chair with my legs widely open and even stood on high ground. Usually, these action do reveal it, so it was their lost if they missed it.   

1700 - 1830 hours

Dinner time, did nothing, but just eating

1800 - 2200 hours

Continue on (window)shopping at nearby night markets/shops and i brought a swimsuit. Not really those sexy type. Just a common type of one piece swimsuit. 

2200 - 2330 hours

I went back to the spa and requested for the Jacuzzi. After changing into my swimsuit, i immediately jumped into the hot tub nearby and I managed to find one without any one in it.

You guys must be wondering on why am i so obsessed with Jacuzzi. Actually i am not, but it was strongly recommended by Charmaine and Carissa. They stated that it will be one of the best orgasm i will get in my life.

As the pulsing water hits my back, it really does feels good. Like gentle but strong massage. After enjoying for like a good 20 to 30 min, I positioned myself right above one of the bubble jets in the hot tub and i guess it was the bubble that was gushing up, my hormones was reaching the peak in no time.

Soon enough, i pulled the bottom of my swimsuit to the side and all the bubble hit straight up on my clit. It was really a different feeling from using the shower head and the thrills of knowing that there are people around but they could not see exactly, caused me to reach my max.  

As i was enjoying the sensation and almost reaching the peak, this stupid lady joined me out of no where and i had to to stop. I pulsed back and forth at the jet but due to the awkward eye contact, i stopped. I was hopping she will move out but in the end, i had to give up my Jacuzzi as her guy came and joined us and just well, my timing was up. So sad!!

I was frustrated and the next move i made was seriously bold and now thinking back, i was really crazy. I walked back to my room in the swimsuit. Like literally, walked out of the facility, took the elevator (with 2 other guests) and walked past the CCTV and back to my room in just the swimsuit. I couldn't remember what's really triggered me, either the incomplete satisfaction or my guts was getting out of control but i was seriously crazy.

Luckily i was staying by myself, so i managed to relieve myself. 2 orgasms before my sleep. 1st during showering, 2nd was on bed before sleeping.

P.S

Stay on for Day 3

Family's trip - First day

Regarding this post, please bear with me as i will post in day method.

Flight day ( first day ) 
Our flight was at 0835 hours and guess what, we were at the airport at 5.30 am in the morning. Yup, my mom was kind of 'kiasu' whenever we were travelling as she always states that, 'the plane won't wait for you'. Since we were at the airport so early, meaning we had get up earlier. I was up at 4 am, as i had few more items for me to squeeze into my luggage and somehow i couldn't sleep well. Not only the travelling part, but also i get to have my own room. (Although i paid it). My brother and his girlfriend had their own room, and my parents got their's too. After few days of debating with my parents, using of my age, privacy and etc, my mom finally agrees but only if it was the next room. In the end, i managed to book it, and best of all, we were all neighbors. The hotel i booked was a 5-star hotel as they had a swimming pool( got plan) and i bet the security will be more efficient, if things were to happen.

Back to the flight, there were nothing special except my hand-carry bag, which was scanned for quite long, got stared by the security, if not, everything was fine. My 'thor' was safe from the scan. Yup, i brought my 'thor' with me on the plane and the interesting part was, i used it right from the start to the end, and i even had 2 or 3 orgasms on the flight. Luckily, i was sitting beside my brother's girlfriend which she slept like a dead log.

That day was really perfect, "thor" sat well throughout the whole flight, and even when we were on the way to the hotel. Yes, i didn't remove it at all. It was not turned on after we had alighted from the flight as i knew there will be consequences if i had my orgasm when walking towards the custom. Even when we were on the way to the hotel, i kept it off, to prevent my mom from suspecting.
Only after we checked in, as soon as i stepped into my room, then i removed 'him'

After all of us had settled down, we went to the surrounding area that was near to the hotel and even the night market.

The fun started after my parents went to sleep. It was only about 8 to 9 pm when they took their night off. Bet they were tired from the travelling. My brother and his girlfriend were still out. As the person who booked the hotel, i kind of researched on what kind of facilities they had. There were gym, swimming pool, spa, laundry room, and even a garden in the middle of the hotel. Cool right.

I was browsing through on where should i go and something caught my eyes. The spa which provide of Jacuzzi and sauna room and best of all, they closes at 12am. Best timing. After a quick shower, i slip on a normal sundress, without wearing my bra and panties and off i go. It was not a tough decision of not wearing, as i knew i will not be needing it later.

 I was actually aiming for the Jacuzzi but due to my dress code, (which they doesn't allow guest to be naked), i changed it to the sauna. Not my best choice. I was given a small towel but i am allowed to be naked. It's not fun, as there were 3 person including me in the room. Kind of awkward too, as the 2 ladies were friends and were older than me. I was like the small girl in that room. (Their assets were bigger than mine.) We did tried to have some conversation but not for long.

I went off at 11.30 pm as my timing was up. I did managed to wear back my dress before leaving the premises but as soon as i reached my level, after walking past the CCTV, i removed the dress and ran towards my room. It was really an silly act as my room was just 4 room away from the lift. It was far  at all.

However, the next action was really random and daring. As i was staying on the 8th floor, the view was astonish. There were no building blocking, except a few blocks which was quite a distant away. After locking my door, I walk straight to the window, forgotten that i was not wearing anything, and there, I stood with the curtain wide open. Showing my bare body to the world.  It was a bit weird but quite arousing feeling. My nipple got harden and my hormone was raising. The next thing i remembered, i was sitting on the chair and started to touch myself. The feeling was slightly different from how i did it at home, but i bet it was the place and time.

I didn't last very long from normal touching. I went on to off all the lights (except the toilet), position the chair to the middle of the window, slightly further and started to 'dig' myself. Trust me, it was not a dare or plan but it was one of my fantasy. My hormone was the one who did all these and you won't believe how wonderful it felts at that moment. It was not really my thing, to be so open but at that moment, fu*k care..My pussy was so wet and my hands just continue by it's own. After my first orgasm, i was craving for more. I walked to the bed, while fantasying that i was peeped. Kind of stupid.

At one moment, i accidentally moaned too loud that i panicked. Afraid that my parents might heard it (my mom is a light-sleeper), and rush into my room, i ended my 'activity' and went to sleep.


P.S
Stay tuned for Day 2

April's fool

Hey guys, sorry for the slow updates. I just got back from Taiwan and there are so many things for me to update here. But as you guys know, April's fool was like few days back, i got prank badly by Isabel.

Firstly, let me talk about the prank. 2 days back, when i arrived at the airport, Isabel and CY came to fetch me ( although it was a family trip) and that's when the prank started. There were 3 part of the story. The first part was that Isabel received a letter from a person who named himself/herself as 'invisible'. The letter was placed on her front door, which contains photos of us in our lingerie and photos of us doing indecent things.

The second part was, a second mail was received the next day and it contains of 'missions' for us to complete. All of them had done their's, which included of walking with only thong, remove of bra along the street, no "top" walking and even licking each other nipples along the street. The worst of all, all of these happened within Isabel's neighborhood.

After listening to these two, it did scared the shit out of me. But at that moment, i was having two thoughts.
1st: Something so bad had happened and i was told only now??
2nd: Am i getting prank???
As i was collecting my theory and suspicion, i was given the third part of the story, which was regarding my 'mission'. As the 'mission' was for individuals and there were five of them, i was left with the last and the most bizarre 'mission'. I had to remove my panties and swing in around my hand. Isn't that brutal?? Like serious.

However, that was also the loop hole that i realized it was a prank. And i was right. CY was astonished by my wisdom and laughed. Isabel was dumbfound when i crackled the prank. It was simple, if things were getting out of control, there will be conversation in our group talking about this and secondly, CY will sure informed on the very first hand.

How nice of them to give me such a warm welcome back gift


P.S :
- I will update my adventure trip on the next post
- I am not dead nor quitting, just lazy and slow in updating. Hehe

Ben Wa balls from Fifty shades???

Recently Isabel brought this Ben Wa balls that she claimed that it will help to train her pelvic muscle, so she can tighten her pussy muscle cause she claims that her boyfriend has been using her holes until she felt that it was so loose. I was having those query query looks, but who knows...

After i did some researches, multiples websites did stated that it does help in improve the pelvic muscle, but then, after trying for once, it doesn't feels much difference. (Hehe, i loaned it from her)

Let me share on what i had researched: 

Ben Wa balls. are made with the finest metal giving them a superior smooth silky finish.
Metal Ben Wa balls can be easily cleaned with soap and water or alcohol and it doe come with a string which have their benefits. They’re great for kegel exercises which will cause vaginal tightening and improve sexual performance and bladder control.

Beyond pleasure, the use of Ben Wa balls as a kegel exerciser is commonly recommended as a way to tighten the vaginal muscles and strengthen the pelvic floor which can not only increase sexual pleasure and performance but also improve bladder control.

Many women know the frustration in dealing with bladder control as they age or after having a baby. Bladder control can be improved by strengthening the vaginal and pelvic muscles.

That's the best answer i can find on the internet, simple and sweet.. and somehow, everything linked to Fifty shades of Grey..

So somehow, after being brainwashed by Isabel, i used it. Just for the sake of trying, okay!

So this morning before waking up, i tried. The inserting part was quite straightforward. Just lay on my bed with my both legs widen. I lubricated the 'balls' with aloe vera gel and placed it on my vagina entry and 'pop'. It went in. Not as scary as what the internet had claimed. All i did was just a little push and it was in. 

The feeling was very similar to when i inserted my 'thor', but then, this was heavier. When i get myself up, i could literally felt the 'balls' dropping. Like it was going to drop down and i had to use my muscle to hold it. ( that's the only part i felt i am exercising my pelvic muscle)

I wore back my shorts and went for a 'walk' within my house. Honest saying, i wasn't even using my pelvic muscle at all when i was walking. It feels like it was struck but heavy. I even went for my lunch with 'it' inside me. Very similar feeling, like how 'thor' was inside of me, shaking whenever i moved but just the weight was different. 

The removing part was as easy as ABC. All i need to do was to pull the string and it was out. Similar to removing a tampon or 'thor'. All i felt was the ease of weight and slight arouses.

Daring Game: Sheer day

This week, which i won't state which day (already too broadcast), i was given this dare, which i had to wear a yellow bra and a sheer shirt for the whole day, which included working, dinner with parents and even met up with CY. ( To complete her dare)

Let me tell you, it wasn't fun at all, i had to explains to my mentor regarding my outfits, i had to cover up myself from my mom, i had to be thick skinned when taking the bus or train. All these, really could just killed me. I was literally wet from top and bottom when i was on the train to work. Really caught tons of attentions.
Luckily, my current jobscope doesn't required me to interact with people so much yet, if not, i am so dead.

In the morning, after changing into my dare 'outfit' of the day, i did struggled between wearing it or just surrender, but after looking at the prices of the restaurant that we found, i think i can tolerate this outfit for one day. So in the end, i wore a black cardigan to protect myself from my mom before stepping out of the house ( the girls approved).

The starting was nice, the bus was crowded, and i was sitting beside this Indian lady which kind of protected me as she was carrying a lot of things, somehow covered me partially. But, once i was on the train, kind of attracted multiples pairs of eye. I admitted that my yellow bra was really bright plus with the white sheer shirt, kind of like welcoming viewers but it was really discomforted, with so many pairs of eye staring at you. It made me perspired plus moist down there. ( Luckily, i was wearing pants)

The worst part was being nagged by my mentor which totally criticized me for the whole day. I do know it was all my fault, but i did tried to brainwash her, but failed. In the end, she even text me the next day morning, to check myself out before going to work.

When i was having my dinner with my parents at home, i was still wearing it ( i usually bathed after dinner or when i was going to sleep) My mom did had that suspected looks, but i keep denying which in the end, works.

The best part of the day was actually, witnessing on CY's dare. It was really pathetic plus exotic. Although i was still in the same outfits, but from CY's second dare, i felt i was really fortunate.
She was dare to cycle to my house, while wearing just a white loose top and her cute rabbit panties. I bet she zaogeng all the way from her house to mine, because i could already see her white panties from far away. 

CNY 2019

Gong Xi Fa Cai                                                         恭喜发财

Sorry for the late wishing, although today is just the 5th day of CNY. As i promised to some readers to update about my outfits for this year. Just to clarify, this year i didn't do anything stupid or naughty. So this post is 'purely' about my outfits. 😊


For 1st day, i wore something similar to a cheongsum, but slightly more sexier. Base on the website (Yup, i purchased online), they called as Floral slit cheongsam dress. My mom did verbalized unhappiness with the length of the dress but since it was the 1st day, she didn't said much. Starting, i was quite alright with it, but soon, it became a nuisance as whenever i need to get into the car, or sit down, there isn't much cloth for me to pull to cover myself. I think my zaogeng chance was as high as 90% whenever i wanted to sit down or get into the car.


2nd day, i wore the dress that were picked by CY. We went shopping together and we helped each other to pick one outfit. We picked the same cami dress, just different colour. Quite sweet looking if i were to compliment myself. Hehe


There was no 3rd day outfit, as i have to go back to work. So sad :(

Treetop Walk

Last Sat. Went Treetop walk at MacRitchie Reservoir with Xav ( My JC friend who has been chasing me since then until now ) - So actually, we had been going out since the time he invited me to his POP until now. I know he really likes me a lot, and there were a few times he did something that really melted my heart, but until now, he didn't ask or even try to hold my hand.

That morning, the weather were perfect, with clouds surrounding and sunlight shinning too.
After he parked his car, i purposely removed my jacket, revealing only my sport bra. Of course i am wearing my fbt shorts.
He was shocked when i did that, and what he did next was quite sweet. He went to his car boot and took out a new Airforce tanktop which was still in plastic and passed it to me. His reason, he don't like me to expose too much skin in public. Sweet right.
Furthermore, the tanktop fitted me. ( He did claimed that he brought it for me since i had commented before that i wanted ).

We spend like a good 90min there, and after walking through the bridge, i decided to reward him for waking up so early for me and being so sweet.

I purposely went to toilet to remove the tanktop, and went out in my black sport bra and my Fbt shorts.( I even purposely wet the tanktop, so i can have a legit reason of not wearing it and actually, i was planning to even remove my panties and hide in his car)

He looks dumbfounded when i went up to him and guess what, he took his gym towel and covered me. That's was the sweetest thing a guy had even done for me. Honestly.

But the next thing he did, kind of sweet too but a bit too 'fatherlike'. He kind of scolded me lightly, and even wanted to remove his tee. In the end, i rejected, but he still insisted i uses his towel to cover up.

So in the end, his reward became my reward. At the moment, i legally felt so well protected.
He might not be as handsome as Kim soo hyun, ( everyone said they look alike) but he seems like a good man, someone maybe i can rely on.

Even when we get back to his car, his first priority was, passing me my jacket. I do had the idea of him being so protective was because he might not able to take it, but then, let's keep it in a positive way. Hehe

P.S:
1) There will be lesser dare game for this year, as all of us were quite busy with our work and life. Specially CY and Charmaine. Me too, but not as worst as them. 

2) I will be going taiwan during the march holiday with my relatives, excluding my parents.
So guys, give me ideas of what should i do there. Xoxo

Daring Game : Last game on 2018 and the first in 2019

Updates for the new year countdown

The countdown party at Isabel’s place took place on the 31st, and I can proudly say we pulled off every plan we had and the best part was completing a scheme we’d been plotting for years. It was bold, mischievous, and completely out of the ordinary for me. Even now, I’m not sure if anyone captured us on camera but if they did, it would have been a wildly entertaining memory.

To spice up the night, we exchanged gifts, and there was one rule: everyone had to buy lingerie and wear it for the countdown. On paper, it sounded simple, but the real excitement lay in the anticipation and playful tension it created. The delicate fabrics, the teasing designs, and the knowledge of how we would see each other transformed a quiet evening into something charged with private thrills.

The first thing we did was exchange our gifts, which would double as our outfits for the night, both indoors and outdoors. Each of us picked from a large box filled with surprises.

The lingerie I chose, “sponsored” by Carissa, was simple yet daring: a pink cami-style set with lightly padded cups. The length, however, was shorter than I anticipated, revealing just enough to be provocative. Even standing upright, the curve of my hips and the outline of the g-string were clearly visible, making the outfit feel cheekily bold and perfectly suited for the playful night ahead.

CY seemed to have luck on her side. She picked the lingerie I had prepared for her, a delicate two-piece set, lightweight and perfect for sleeping. The fabric was soft and slightly sheer, with no padding at all, so her nipples could be clearly seen, subtly poking through. The design accentuated her natural curves, hugging her body in all the right places, making the set both daring and effortlessly alluring.

Charmaine chose the dress-style lingerie prepared by CY. It was daringly sexy and skimpy, hugging her curves tightly and leaving very little to the imagination. The fabric was soft and sheer, completely unpadded, so her nipples were clearly visible, poking through enticingly. Under the light, the translucence of the material highlighted every contour of her body, making the lingerie feel boldly provocative, a perfect mix of seductive allure and elegant confidence.

For Isabel, the navy-colored lingerie chosen by Charmaine was intended to be classy, but her height and figure turned it into something undeniably sexy. The piece was small, whether by design or coincidence, it fit her snugly, accentuating every curve. When she tried it on, her G-string was fully visible, her nipples poking through the sheer fabric, and her deep cleavage was impossible to miss. The lingerie clung to her in all the right places, teasing and daring, leaving little to the imagination. And even that wasn’t the most provocative detail of the set.

Carissa’s lingerie, chosen by Isabel, was easily the most daring and shocking piece of the night. If I had to describe it, it was essentially just a bra and panties, but with a twist that left almost nothing to the imagination. The bra offered no coverage at all for her nipples, leaving them fully exposed, while the panties were crotchless, revealing everything below. At first, we assumed it was some kind of prank, but there was nothing else in the box, this was the intended outfit. The sheer audacity of it made Carissa both embarrassed and thrillingly exposed

By the time we were all dressed, the room was buzzing with anticipation. Each outfit perfectly reflected the wearer’s personality, playful, daring, elegant, or shockingly bold. Dinner was a lively affair, prepared by me, Isabel, and Carissa, but the air was thick with playful tension. Carissa sat directly across from me, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her exposed nipples, barely hidden.

Charmaine’s teasing glances only added to the charged atmosphere. It was clear that Carissa was getting wet, and when she finally stood after dinner, faint wet spots were visible on her chair

Even after dinner, most of the teasing continued to focus on Carissa, with a little attention directed toward me as well, though less intensely. While we chatted and laughed, a few of us couldn’t resist subtle, private touches, exploring our own excitement in quiet, teasing ways but as we had agreed beforehand, no one was to take things too far or indulge fully before midnight, everything was meant to build anticipation for the countdown.

As the clock ticked closer to midnight, Carissa mischievously suggested we all remove our G-strings or shorts and toss them outside, turning it into our own playful version of fireworks. I hesitated at first, my lingerie barely covered anything but the group quickly overruled me, and we all went along with the plan.

One by one, we slipped out of our bottoms, revealing ourselves fully. I was completely shaved, smooth and exposed, as were Isabel and CY. Charmaine had just a hint of hair, soft and minimal, while Carissa sported a neat Brazilian wax with a small landing strip down the center. The sight of each other in this daring display sent an electric thrill through the room, our curves and contours fully visible in the dim light.

Once the real fireworks ended and we watched the last bursts on TV, it was time to put our plans into action. Each of us had to draw two dares from the mystery box, which contained over twenty challenges in total. Some were simple, like standing or posing naked, while others were wildly audacious like venturing out to the 7-11 in nothing but our birthday suits. Many of the more extreme dares had been suggested by Isabel and some of my readers, adding a daring, unpredictable edge. Unlike our usual games, there was no opting out or punishment, whatever was drawn, we had to carry it out, no questions asked.

Carissa may have ended up with the most revealing outfit of all, but she drew the easiest dares. Her first challenge was simple yet provocative, to face-call one of her guy friends while showing off her bare shoulders (her second challenge). Without hesitation, she picked up her phone and completed the dare immediately. The reaction on the other end was priceless, he sounded momentarily dumbfounded, caught off guard by the unexpected glimpse, and quickly ended the call after a brief, awkward greeting.

Next was CY, who ended up with one of the tougher dares. Her first challenge was to sleep naked in the living room, a bold, daring move that immediately drew attention. But her second dare was even more intense: she had to wear a nipple clipper for the entire night. The effect was unmistakable; her nipples were swollen and pronounced, so prominent that not even a thick, padded bra could hide them. The combination of her daring outfit and the clipper made her impossible to ignore, and on our way home, both of us turned heads wherever we went, drawing curious glances from anyone who noticed.

As for me, my first dare was simple in theory: no peeing in the house. Of course, I couldn’t resist a quick break before the game officially began. My second dare was more challenging and teasingly public, I had to remain in my current outfit and act as the driver for the night. Luckily, Isabel’s dad’s car had window shades, giving me a bit of privacy while still keeping the thrill of exposure alive.
Originally, my second dare had involved removing my top and leaving them at a bus stop, but since we’d been bottomless from the start and my top is my last shield, the challenge was cleverly adjusted, keeping the teasing, mischievous energy alive without changing the playful thrill of the night.

Charmaine and Isabel had dares that were remarkably similar. Charmaine’s first task was to buy a bag of potato chips, while Isabel's first task had to grab a Coke in their lingerie. Since it was already late at night, we all agreed they could drape a towel over themselves for some modest cover as they completed the challenge at the same Mama Store. Even with the towel, their sheer, clinging lingerie made every movement undeniably provocative. The shop owner, an Indian lady, couldn’t hide her surprise at the sight of the two daring girls, and according to Charmaine, the woman had been staring at them, especially the top, the moment they stepped in. The combination of audacity, exposure, and the thrill of being watched made the simple act of shopping feel electrifyingly mischievous.

Charmaine’s second dare proved to be even more challenging. She had to walk back to Isabel’s house from the nearest bus stop wearing nothing but her lingerie and a loosely draped towel. Her exposed, clinging outfit drew plenty of attention from the people waiting at the bus stop, every step filled with playful tension and teasing vulnerability.

By the time we finally returned, it was past 2 a.m., and the streets were bustling with people coming back from the countdown celebrations. Our little group, plus Isabel’s mischievous antics, attracted even more curious glances. At one point, Isabel pressed her bare chest against the car window, a spontaneous and teasing move that wasn’t part of her original dare but added an extra layer of excitement and a lot of unwanted attention, on our way home.

Isabel’s second dare was, she had to get completely naked inside the car and throughout the whole ride home. The thrill of being fully exposed in a confined space, with everyone watching, sent shivers through the group.

After what felt like forever, having to match Charmaine’s slower pace along the way, we finally arrived back at Isabel’s house. The moment we parked the car, we hurried inside Isabel’s house, glancing around nervously to make sure no one had followed us. Once inside, we collapsed onto the sofa, cheering and laughing for Charmaine’s daring efforts. Suddenly, Isabel’s voice cut through our excitement. She was already in the backyard, pulling out a couple of mats, her mischievous grin hinting at what was coming next.

After laying out the mats, we exchanged mischievous glances, silently asking who would strip down first. As always, Isabel wasted no time leading the way. She peeled off her lingerie with a confident, teasing grace, her gaze meeting ours in a way that sent shivers through me. The sight alone stirred something deep inside, igniting a rush of excitement. Watching her undress, knowing exactly why we were all shedding our clothes, made my pulse quicken. As I followed suit, stripping off my own lingerie, the thrill of exposure and the shared daring act between us became an intoxicating, electrifying turn-on.

I was still folding my lingerie when Isabel confidently led the way, settling onto the mat with her legs spread, a playful gleam in her eyes. She gestured for us to join, silently commanding the next move, and the teasing tension in the air made it impossible to resist.

There was no formal seating plan; our positions were simply determined by the numbers we had drawn earlier. CY ended up facing Isabel, while Charmaine positioned herself in front of CY. I was next in line, and between Isabel and me sat Carissa. Somehow, the arrangement naturally formed a circle. I’m sure you can already imagine the playful mischief we had planned with this intimate setup.

Yes, the ultimate plan was for each of us to pleasure one another, guiding and teasing each other to the edge, ensuring that no one would be left wanting.

As we settled onto the mats, Isabel instructed us to lie on our right sides, each of us facing the person in front, our gazes drawn to the curve and movement of their bodies.

As we settled onto the mats, Isabel instructed us to lie on our right sides, each of us facing the person in front. We moved closer to each other to avoid straining our bodies, our heads nestled between each other’s legs. From this position, I could not only feel the slick heat of their wetness but also see and smell the rising, heated excitement, the teasing tension and anticipation almost tangible in the air.

With my head nestled between Charmaine’s legs, I could feel the slick heat of her tight, sexy folds just centimeters from my face, the warmth and subtle pressure teasing me with every slight movement. It was close enough to give me an intimate, almost hypnotic view of her glistening pink inner walls, slightly parted and inviting. The subtle, musky scent of her arousal filled my senses, intoxicating and raw, while the sight of her wet, trembling flesh sent shivers racing through my body. My heart pounded, my breaths coming faster, and a delicious, molten heat pooled between my thighs, my own wetness spreading as every nerve in me ignited at the closeness and intimacy of it.

My arousal didn’t stop there. It spiked further as I felt Carissa’s head pressed eagerly between my legs, her warmth and attention teasing me in the most tantalizing way. Knowing she had a full view of my shaved pussy and swollen clit, watching, teasing, and claiming me in equal measure, left me utterly undone. My body betrayed itself completely, quivering and trembling in helpless, delicious surrender, every touch and glance sending ripples of shivering pleasure through me.

As requested, I’ll go into a bit more detail here.
After a couple of minutes spent settling into position and adjusting to each other, Isabel gave the silent command, and the teasing began. One by one, each of us started exploring the tight, eager, slick folds in front of us, fingers gliding, teasing, and pressing, our touches deliberate yet playful, stoking the mounting heat and anticipation in the circle.

I slid my fingers gently into the tight, slick rim of Charmaine’s pussy, feeling her warmth and wetness immediately. She shivered under my touch, a soft gasp escaping her lips as her body instinctively trembled. I slowly parted her folds, exploring the soft, glistening walls of her inner lips, teasing the sensitive flesh with deliberate, playful strokes. Her juices coated my fingers almost instantly, and I traced them along her slick folds, savoring the taste and scent of her arousal as I continued to explore deeper.

Every slight quiver, every little gasp, told me exactly how she was responding, and I adjusted my movements to draw out the pleasure, swirling my fingers inside her, then circling and pressing on her clit, letting her juices mingle with the rhythm.

While I was fingering Charmaine, Carissa’s fingers slid eagerly over my pussy, teasing, tickling, and exploring without restraint. My clit throbbed and hardened under her touch, but I knew she had no intention of bringing me off just yet—we had all agreed to take it slow. After a few tantalizing strokes, she didn’t hold back any longer; slicked from my own juices, she plunged her fingers straight into my open hole, unhesitating and urgent. I gasped as waves of pleasure surged through me, my juices spilling freely on their own. Charmaine was just as wet as I was, and my fingers were now dripping with her slick, sweet release as I continued to play with her folds. The combination of Carissa’s bold intrusion and the heat of Charmaine beneath me pushed every nerve in my body into overdrive, leaving me trembling and utterly undone.

In a sudden, teasing move, I pulled my fingers out of Charmaine’s slick hole and brought them to my lips, sucking them in slowly. The taste of her juice, slightly salty, rich, and intoxicating, sent shivers of electricity through me, igniting every nerve ending. Unable to resist, I slipped my fingers back inside her, sliding deep into her warmth, seeking out the rough, sensitive spot that made her hips twitch uncontrollably.

Her body reacted instantly: she arched against me, trembling and quivering, little gasps escaping her lips with each deliberate push of my fingers. Her breaths grew faster, hitching in soft moans, and I could feel the tightening of her inner walls around me as the tension built. Her thighs quivered and her hips jerked in small, frantic pulses, every shiver and twitch a clear signal that she was spiraling closer to the edge.

I maintained a slow, teasing rhythm, alternating between curling my fingers inside her and tracing circles over the sensitive spot, prolonging the delicious torture. The heat and wetness of her folds coated my hands completely, mixing with her juices that slicked my skin. Her moans became louder, shaky, and desperate, body arching higher as the pleasure overwhelmed her. Then, with a sudden, shuddering gasp, she exploded beneath me, her juices spilling freely and soaking my fingers, her entire body trembling in the aftermath of her release. My hands were utterly covered in her warm, sweet wetness, and the scent of her arousal hung thick in the air, intoxicating and heady.

Shortly after Charmaine’s orgasm, Carissa turned her full attention to me. Her fingers, slick from my own juices, didn’t hesitate as she found my G-spot with precision. At first, she teased gently, letting her touch trace circles and press with deliberate patience, building the tension until every nerve ending in my body was humming with anticipation. Then, without warning, she started to thrust rhythmically, pressing deep and relentless against that sensitive spot.

The sensations hit me like a jolt of electricity, waves of pleasure pulsing from deep inside, radiating outward in powerful, shivering tremors. My back arched, hips lifting instinctively as my hands clawed at the mat beneath me. My breath came in ragged gasps, and my moans tore out involuntarily as the intensity climbed. Every flick and curl of her fingers sent my body into spasms, my clit throbbing in perfect sync with the explosive pulses of my G-spot orgasm. My juices spilled freely, soaking her fingers and dripping down my thighs, while my body shuddered uncontrollably, legs trembling and hips jerking as the waves of ecstasy rolled over me again and again.

When my climax finally ebbed, leaving me trembling and gasping, I felt the subtle shift of movement beside me, Carissa’s body quivering violently. From where I was, I could see her back arch sharply, her chest lifting off the mat as her hips bucked uncontrollably against Isabel’s skilled fingers. Her hands clawed at the surface beneath her, fingers digging in as if to ground herself against the overwhelming waves of pleasure.

Her moans started soft, almost restrained, but quickly escalated into high-pitched, ragged cries that filled the room. Each pulse of Isabel’s touch made her shiver, thighs trembling and legs jerking, body writhing with abandon. Her face contorted in ecstasy, lips parted and quivering, eyes fluttering shut as gasps and desperate whimpers escaped her mouth in a constant, unrelenting rhythm.

I could see the slick wetness glistening on her folds, evidence of how intensely she was surrendering to the pleasure, her muscles clenching repeatedly with each wave of her orgasm. Her trembling didn’t stop with the peak; her body continued to convulse in small spasms, her moans lingering, soft yet desperate, as if every nerve ending was still on fire.

As I soaked in the sight of Carissa’s intense orgasm, my attention was drawn to Cy, her moans cutting through the air and capturing me completely. Charmaine’s fingers were working relentlessly on Cy, tracing and pressing over every sensitive curve, while Cy’s own hands were equally busy, one circling Isabel’s clit, the other plunging deep into her wet, glistening hole.

Cy moved with urgent precision, each stroke and curl driving Isabel higher, making her gasp and moan uncontrollably, even with her mouth still pressed against Carissa’s slick folds. The sight of Cy so focused, working tirelessly over Isabel’s arousal, was hypnotic

At that moment, if anyone had seen and recorded us, it would have been the most unforgettable New Year gift imaginable, not just for the sheer audacity of five naked, writhing women lost in pleasure, but for the raw intimacy, the intertwined moans, and the relentless, shameless indulgence of each other’s bodies. Every gasp, every slick, trembling touch, every moan and shiver was a vivid testament to desire unrestrained, a chaotic, erotic symphony that no recording could ever fully capture, yet would leave anyone watching completely mesmerized.

My brief pause didn’t last long, Carissa was quick to resume, diving back into her work with focused intensity. I wasn’t sure if it was my heightened sensitivity or just the effect of her skillful touch, but as her tongue and fingers explored me again, my juices began to flow freely, soaking me anew.

And she didn’t stop there, Carissa’s sucking was firm, insistent, far from gentle, sending jolts of electric pleasure through me with every motion. Even as a slight chill ran over me from overstimulation, she deliberately licked her fingers clean right in front of me, flaunting it with teasing audacity. Exhausted but aroused, I could only smile weakly at her, completely undone by the combination of her relentless attention and playful dominance.

We paused briefly after each of us had orgasmed at least twice or thrice. My pussy still throbbed, swollen and burning, a lingering reminder of the intensity we’d just shared.

Thankfully, the backyard was secluded, if anyone had been watching, we might have made headlines.

As we rested, Cy silently crawled over to me, her fingers already slick and glistening. I was lying on my back, legs spread wide, expecting a quiet moment but she had other plans. Not only did she pinch and tweak my clit with teasing precision, she leaned down and pressed her mouth against me, licking and nipping at my folds in a way that drove me wild. The combination of her fingers and tongue, teasing and claiming me simultaneously, pushed my body over the edge.

Within minutes, I was undone, my third orgasm exploding through me. I screamed, loud and unrestrained, as electric pulses surged from my core up my spine, leaving me trembling, gasping, and utterly spent.

All of them laughed as I rode out my orgasm, my loud screams filling the backyard. Isabel, noticing how intense it was, suggested we move back to the living room to continue the night. No one hesitated. The moment we locked the back door and dimmed the lights, the atmosphere shifted instantly charged, intimate, and electric. This time, everyone was hyper-sensitive; even after only a few moments of teasing and touch, moans and gasps of pleasure filled the room. Carissa was the loudest, her cries echoing as she lost herself completely, setting the tone for the next round of indulgence.
Carissa was the first to orgasm, her whole body tightening before she collapsed into trembling waves of release. The moment it hit her, she froze mid-movement, her breath catching as the pleasure overwhelmed her completely. Isabel, ever the mischievous one, gave Carissa no chance to recover. With a wicked grin, she tugged Carissa upward and guided her bottom exactly where she wanted her. Her face. It was bold, unexpected, but completely in character for Isabel.

Fortunately for me, during that brief chaos of shifting bodies and rising pleasure, I managed to catch a moment to breathe, while still eating on Charmaine's pussy.

The next moment was absolutely wild, Carissa suddenly let out a sharp, uncontrollable scream that snapped everyone’s attention to her at once. The force of her orgasm was so intense that it hit Isabel in a way none of us expected. Juice was leaving Isabel’s cheeks and jaw, shining with the evidence of just how powerfully Carissa orgasm. 

For a second, the whole room went still, all of us staring, stunned and breathless, before bursting into shocked laughter at the sheer intensity of it.
The scene was literally a porn site. Carissa was straddling on Isabel's face in a way that left nothing to the imagination, while Cy was intensively fingering Isabel

Charmaine and I were staring at Carissa's orgasming, before I could even process it, Charmaine shifted closer to me, her breath warm against my cheek. Our eyes met for just a heartbeat before she leaned in, brushing her lips against mine in a slow, melting kiss that stole whatever breath I had left.

Our mouths met only briefly before Charmaine shifted downward with deliberate, teasing intent. Every movement was slow, knowing, and perfectly attuned to my reactions, sending shivers through me. The heat between us grew quickly, and I could feel the rush of pleasure rising before I even fully caught my breath.

Charmaine guided me gently, positioning us into a 69 on our sides, our legs draped over each other’s heads in a tangle that brought our bodies impossibly close. Her curves pressed against mine, and I could feel every subtle shift of her weight as we settled. My face nestled into her slick folds, and the taste hit me immediately, sweet, slightly musky, and intoxicatingly warm. Her arousal coated my tongue thickly, each flick of my tongue drawing moans from her lips, quivering along her body and straight into mine.

I traced her inner rim with deliberate circles, savoring the sharp spike of pleasure, the way her juices pooled and dripped down, coating my lips and chin. The longer I lingered, the more intense her flavor became, sticky, warm, and heady, clinging to every corner of my mouth. Each flick and swirl of my tongue made her tremble, shiver, and groan

Her heat pressed into my face, her folds slick and inviting, and as I continued, the rhythm of her pulses guided me. I could taste her quivering, every tremor amplifying the flavor, each shudder of her orgasm painting my senses with pure, intoxicating desire.

The wetness pooled not only on my lips and tongue but began to drip down my chin.

Every pulse of her orgasm pulled me closer to the edge, until I could no longer hold back. My muscles tensed, my hips bucked instinctively, and I felt the flood of my own climax crashing through me. My juices mingled with hers, wetness sliding down my thigh to the floor, slick and warm, as my own cries joined her gasps.

Even as I trembled and gasped, Charmaine’s fingers reached for me, teasing my clit, prolonging my ecstasy, making me wring out every last drop of pleasure while still tasting her. Her moans, her shivers, her body’s release intertwined perfectly with mine, creating an endless loop of heated, dripping, overwhelming pleasure.

After our intense, dripping orgasm, Charmaine and I collapsed onto the floor, bodies slick, trembling, and utterly spent. I wanted to continue, to push for more, but my muscles were screaming for rest, my arms sore, my tongue heavy, and every nerve still humming from the overload of pleasure. The air around us was thick with our scents, sticky and musky, a tangible reminder of the intensity we’d just shared.

A few minutes later, Isabel’s body finally gave in. She hadn’t squirted like Carissa, but the obvious wetness leaking down her thighs left no doubt about how intensely she had climaxed, and to my surprise, she had even peed a little. Violent shivers still wracked her from head to toe, every inch of her pushed to the limit. Her fingers trembled slightly as her body slowly tried to settle, and she collapsed fully, gasping and spent, utterly knocked out.

Cy, the final victor of the night, sank down beside Isabel, who was still trembling and jerking from the aftershocks of her climax. I was too drained even to reach out to her, lying there in a haze of sweat, satisfaction, and lingering desire, every nerve still alive with the night’s intensity. The heat of our shared ecstasy clung to every curve of my body, leaving me both exhausted and electrified, still reeling from the overwhelming pleasure we had just unleashed.

As the winner, Cy claimed the new 9-inch dildo, straddling it with a mix of eagerness and anticipation. She lowered herself slowly, each movement deliberate, her body trembling as the tip entered. Almost immediately, waves of intense pleasure coursed through her, pushing her past the edge. Her shivers ran from head to toe, toes curling tightly, fingers digging into the mat beneath her. Her back arched, every muscle taut, and her gasps and moans filled the room, raw and unrestrained.

The intensity was so overwhelming that when she tried to pull the dildo out, her body clenched around it involuntarily, trapping it in place. She struggled briefly, her movements frantic with desire and embarrassment, unable to free herself. Isabel, ever mischievous and precise, leaned over and guided her, helping to gently remove it while teasing her further. Even as relief came, Cy was still shivering violently, her body wracked with aftershocks of the intense, uncontrollable orgasm. Meanwhile, Isabel couldn’t resist continuing to flick her Cy's clit, adding to the chaotic symphony of pleasure in the room.

Soon, everyone was drifting off to sleep, completely spent, sprawled across the living room with little regard for modesty. Naked bodies lay entwined or side by side, limbs overlapping, breaths slowing in the haze of exhaustion and lingering arousal. The room was a chaotic mixture of warmth, sweat, and the faint scent of desire, yet no one cared, sleep was the only priority.

By 6 a.m., Charmaine was the first to stir, nudging the rest of us awake. Despite our exhaustion, there was no time to linger; cleaning and dressing had to be done before everyone could leave. Isabel, ever daring, tackled the tidying in her birthday suit, moving with casual confidence as if the nudity didn’t matter at all. Cy and I, still too tired to bother with bras, quietly made our way home in our current state, letting the cool morning air brush against our bare chests as we slipped out the door. The night’s chaos had left its mark, and yet, even in our raw, exposed state, there was a shared satisfaction none of us would forget.

P.S.
Now, after typing all this, I can’t help but admit, I’m still wet. I can hardly believe we actually did all of it, the licking, fingering, and relentless orgasms. Every touch, every gasp, every shared moment of indulgence was intoxicating. I can’t wait for the next big event. The pleasure we gave each other was, without a doubt, the best gift I received in 2018. I hope you all enjoy the fantasies and let your imagination wander. As for me… it’s time to ‘let go’ and savor the memories. Goodnight.