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So I know that this is supposed to be a fan fiction forum where you write down your fantasies with the actors you have crushes on tv with and create these elaborate stories based on their adventures and personalities...but what does one do if you already have a lot of drama going on and numerous guys following you back and forth? You write it in a forum that appreciated your previous posts (The Heart's Secrets).
January 21,2014
January 27, 2014
P.s. there are days that I obviously dont go on dates! If you guys have any questions concerning dating or any random questions/life crises that you can't figure out - leave me a personal msg :) And I'll give you my intake :)
May 11, 2014
Alright ladies, hate me or love me, but I'm tired of writing in my own diary where no one gets to know what's going on except me, and I'm tired of experiencing things without any outside imput. Bring in your comments, this is my life:
January 19th, 2014
So my friend introduced me to this really cool app called "Tinder". For those of you who do not know what this app is, its basically this thing where you can make an account that is connect to your Facebook. But people cant see your last name, all they see on your profile is you first name, your age and 3 - 5 pics that you chose to put up of yourself. Then girls and guys can go through a billion pics of people and you can either like them or dislike them. If you like someone's pic and they like yours back too then it tells you "It's a match!" and you can start talking to that person. So at first I thought this was a joke. Who would waste so much time on this, and not like you would meet the person ever if you did end up talking to them...what if they turned out to be a predator or kidnapper? Except my korean friend (Who's just as horny as I am..sometimes I think even more maybe) said "Stfu and try this." And let me tell you, this is the best thing ever invented!
I put up a couple of my modelling pics on my profile and next thing I know, I have guys liking me from all over the city!
So yesterday I decided to finally start of a conversation with one. (for privacy purposes I'm changing names) His name was Gaurav and he's half kashmiri and half punjabi. Now we all know punjabi guys are always built, but kashmiri boys are always hot. So I guess he got the best of both worlds haha. I was so nervous but I thought why not, I mean afterall we only have a one life given to us so why not? And if I'm really meant to get kidnapped one day, then it'll happen. Call me crazy, I call it adrenaline.
Completely nervous on this first date, waiting for him for 20 mins, my heart pounding like it doesnt belong in my chest. Finally he arrived. Dark jeans, brown shoes, long sleeved black shirt, hair combed to the side. Amazing jawline with trimmed facial hair complimenting the angles of this face. 6 feet tall. He.was.hot. Not just "wow he's hot" type hot...the hot that makes you wish you brought an extra pair of underwear in your purse. I could tell he was nervous too, since he went through 3 glasses of water right in the beginning. We began the generic 'question game' where you take turns asking one another a question and answering it yourself as well to get to know each other. I ordered a glass of Pinot Noir red wine. He ordered a beer. We began with simple questions like, what's your favorite colour? Who's your biggest role model? Did you always want to live where you live now?...then began the dirtier ones: "Are you trimmed down there? What's your favorite position? who did you lose your virginity to?"
Every time he looked at me I felt myself get more wet. He was dreamy, charismatic, funny and charming. At the end of the date, we took the train together. Since i'm a lightweight, my 'not so funny' side came out and I thought I would throw a 'not so sexy' line - "I'd kiss you right now, but I'm pretty sure most of the people in this train would faint". He laughed. He looked at me and grabbed my hand. My heart started racing, was he going to kiss me? He brought my hand close to his plump lips and kissing the back of it. Then he smiled at me again and said, "I'd kiss you right now, but I'm pretty sure you'd faint." Then, I just prayed to all the Gods that it didnt look like I was coming off too strong and started leaning in for that first kiss with this gorgeous kashmiri man. but his stop arrived and he left leaving me with an incomplete longing for passion and moisture to the lips. Dammit Gaurav. As the train's doors closed, I sighed and sat down smiling to myself. God, I love them kashmiri boys.
January 20th, 2014
So Kashmiri boy texted me this morning asking for a second date. I still got ittt. There's no other feeling that the one you get as a woman when you know a guy really wants you. It's a completely new level of cockiness. You feel sexier than usual :) Keeping Kashmiri boy to the side, a new interest rose on this Tinder app today! He started the conversation, let me show you:
Him: Wanna f*** like po*nstars?
Now, judging on his pictures and seeing that this is a typical party maniac. There's two ways you can handle a case like this. Either freak out and be like W*F is wrong with/or not reply while freaking out...or you can give him a taste of his own medicine and make him want you. guess which one I chose?
Him: Wanna f*** like po*nstars?
me: I dont think you'll be able to keep up
him: haha cheeky, keeping up would be the last of my worries
me: mhmm
him: id ont think you'd be able to handle it
me: maybe there's nothing really to handle :P
him: haha...only if you knew...are you adventurous?
me: is that an invitation? you gotta show more skill than that
him: you dont deserve an invitation yet. if i could show you with words i would. sadly, actions are louder
me: unfortunately words are all you can present right now and you failed miserably
him: i wasnt trying to pass anything. i could tell you lies, words dont mean shit. women believe lies, thats why they are weak
me: lol words dont have to be shown as lies. they can be shown as respect too, but of course you wouldn't choose to do that because then youd be weak i assume
him: your argument is invalid
me: who said this was an argument?
him: i did. you're kinda feisty
me: do you like feisty?
him: i think its cute
me: good
him: so when are you going to take me out for dinner?
me: shameless
him: hehe that hit the spot
me: take me out to a movie first
him: deal. give me ur number.
any thoughts, should this one be pursued?
I decided to pursue him :) Just came back from the date actually! I told him I wanted to try out this new restaurant that opened up in the main shopping area of the city - via text. He told me he would be wearing a black scarf and that's he's 5'1'' in height.
I'm not going to lie, when he said he's 5 feet 1 inch in height, my entire world crashed to my feet. Considering that my height is 5 feet 10 inches...this might not really work...I guess the only advantage would have been that in bed at least he wouldnt have to bend when it came to him giving me a bj? Dirty. I grew a set of balls and decided that whatever happens is meant to be and said sure let's get on with this. F*L. We were to meet in a very public place (the main shopping center on the street) and then go on from there. I chose this place because in case he turned out to be a predator, I could easily start screaming and crying for help. As I approached the store that I called as the meeting spot (Prada Shoe Store) my heart began to race. Despite whatever this person looks like or even if you're not nervous, your heart never forgets to give you an intense panic attack before meeting someone new. Thank you heart. Jerk. I walked into the store looking around at the shoes, but more importantly looking around to spot this small man. Black scarf...black scarf...where are you...my heart racing more wild. I had told him I would be wearing a beige scarf. Oh yes! My outfit! I wore black leggings, black heels (dont ask why I decided to wear heels with a 5'1 man), a red tight dress, beige scarf and black peacoat. Apparently God decided to give me all the hair of my ancestors - meaning its extremely thick and often you could relate it to the way those romance novel heroines always have intense locks of hair floating around in space making it hard to see their faces, yet somehow the billionaire boss still notices them and makes them mrs.billionaire.
Anyways, I suddenly got tapped on the shoulder from behind, and I knew instantly that obviously this would be him tapping for my attention. I decided to turn around and practice my hair flip. It is very important ladies to practice your hair flips. Might seem superficial to some of you, but trust me, if you master the hair flip then your sexiness in the moment increases by 50%. And this goof fooled me, he was 6 feet 1 inch! I took a sigh of relief. Hatta katta punjabi munda. just the way I like em. very defined muscles. sexy jawline. trimmed facial hair, showing an after 5 o'clock shadow - which automatically made my mind think about how amazing those tiny studdy hairs might feel if he goes down on me one day - we all think it dont deny it -_- and the cutest 2 dimples on each cheek only appearing when he smiled. if i had to place him with a celebrity look a like, id say if Dr.Armaan from Dil Mil Gayye and abhishek bachchan (during his reign of most wanted bachelor) had a mutant baby - that would be this hatta katta punjabi munda. is that what we're nicknaming him? nah I guess I should give him a 'privacy protected name' - Nish
Back to Nish - he was wearing a black coat, dark jeans, black T-shirt underneath, black scarf and black formal shoes. Delicious. I was instantly wet. I tried to control my facial expressions of longing and wanting, and smiled "Hey". We walked to the restaurant, he talked about how his back hurts these days because he pulled a few muscles during soccer practice. I automatically envisioned him in tight soccer shorts and almost collapsed on the sidewalk from the amount of sexual tension i was facing alone. at the restaurant we played the question game and learned more about each other. i didnt dare to ask any dirty questions...my mind was already dirty enough.
after he payed the bill, we went for a small walk outside. i kept secretly looking around to see if i could spot a place where it would be publicly acceptable for us to have our first kiss. He talked more about his soccer championships coming up and I kept smiling even though i wasnt really listening to a word he was saying. all of a sudden he stopped walking and caught me off guard. i turned around and asked, "what's wrong? did you forget something?"
he looked straight at me and smirked, curling just a small end of his lips. god those lips. i continued to throw more faltu style and arched an eyebrow, "well did you?"
he stepped a bit forward until he was right up close to me. the tips of my boobs touching his chest. i tried to control my breathing so he wouldnt know i fell weak, but i couldnt help it, he could hear every single deep breath i took in that moment while our eyes were locked. he smirked again knowing the affect he had on me (F*L) and said in a low voice so that only i could hear despite "why havent we kissed yet?" still smirking and looking into my eyes
i took a breath and put my chin up in style and replied "if you used your mouth and energy towards kissing me instead of talking maybe we would already have"
he laughed as he looked to the side, biting his bottom lip, and then looked back at me. no idea when his hands claimed their place on my hips - and then he said in a low voice again "kiss me then"
i arched an eyebrow "no, you kiss me"
he smirked and whispered as he dove in "with pleasure". it felt like time had stopped and all i could see was his face coming closer as my eyes slowly closed and then that split second where our lips touched. his bottom lip inbetween my two lips. we withdrew half an inch and melted our lips together again. i took my the tip of my tongue and licked his bottom lip and kissed him again. his arm at my hips, holding me tight in my place. i let go of the kiss and automatically looked up at the sky while letting out a deep sigh. Hearing that sigh, i guess turned him on even more. he drew my hip closer to him with his hands and kissed my neck. so much for first kiss shyness lol. there was an alley right next to us. i saw the oppurtunity and took the chance. i grabbed onto his coat's collar with my two hands and guided him to one of the alley's walls. and pressed him hard against it, showing him who's boss. then i looked into his eyes again with mischief and dove in for another kiss. we kissed for which seemed like an hour, but really was just a few minutes. finally i withdrew from a kiss when he least expected it and smiled at him as i backed off and began to wait for him to follow me onto the main sidewalk. he shook his head in amazement of the how much tension there was in that moment and grabbed my hand as we walked towards the train station. after waiting for my train to arrive, he gave me a small kiss on the forehead and said "travel safe". as the train door closed between us, i laughed to myself at how amazing this city really can be.
January 21,2014
So another type of category of men I have come across is the "I dont have time" type - meaning anytime you try to meet this person they either have work or a guys' night to go to. I started talking to this new guy on Tinder today, his name's Kash. That's actually his name, I mean there are a billion people in this world named that so what the chances he's going to find out, right? right? :| ...right. Anyways, once again another Punjabi boy haha. This guy says he's 6'1 and works out at the gym a lot. I wish I could give you guys these guys' pictures but then I might get sued. So this Kash starts the conversation as a nice guy. Tells me I'm pretty and that he would love the chance to meet me and get to know me in person. The best thing about this app is that it tells you if you have any mutual friends (on facebook) so then you can always contact those people and ask...is this person a predator or legit? This guy is legit. However, in the middle of the conversation he starts downgrading himself by saying things like "Why would a girl like you even want to meet me?" That's confusing...first you show confidence and say things like you gotta meet me...and now you're showing that you have self esteem problems. I think it's okay if a guy has insecurities like that, I mean after all we are all human - but confidence is always the sexiest key. Then this guy randomly changed his approach to the D approach - I'm a dick. Started making fun of me and started putting me down. Why do guys think that putting a girl down is going to make us interested in them? It's really not that hard to impress a girl, just show some sexy confidence and keep your mouth shut when you think something might be funny but not sure if someone else will laugh or not. I gave him my number because I was curious to figure out what type of personality this guy really is. Maybe this is all just a part of his usual game - confuse the girl and make her think that you're mysterious when you're really not. Well whatever the game, I suppose it worked haha. On texting, he showed a new approach - "I'm horny and I want you". Started including all these sexual hinted jokes and sly comments that a third party wouldnt understand. Alright, I dig that...if you're confident enough in yourself then the horny jokes shouldnt be a problem. Everything was going well, until he sent me a picture of his...best friend down there. Why do guys think that girls they JUST started talking to or havent even met yet in person would be highly interested in seeing what IT looks like? Do you guys think that the minute we see this dark shrivelled looking mass that we'll be excited and unable to control our sudden feelings of passion towards you? Disgusting. Except...his wasn't dark or shrivelled...haha..oh sue me...it was massive...it was...amazing looking. How would a first date be like, when you already know what the most private area of a person looks like before you even really look at their face for the first time? Well I guess we'll find out in about 6 hours, after I come back from this date with Mr. Kash :)
Sitting at Starbucks now waiting patiently for this man to arrive...so nervous yet excited for new beginnings at the same time! What am I wearing? - exactly what i wore to the date with the black scarf date yesterday haha. As annoying as it is having nightfall come early in this part of the world due to the daylights savings swtich - its also quite pleasing since the night comes early and the kisses with it...at the moment I'm waiting in this coffee shop reading over my school notes. The guy that works here is pretty cute, i gave him my number on a napkin and then as he was walking by i dropped it 'accidently'. he picked it up for me and smiled saying 'you dropped this' and i replied 'no, im pretty sure its for you." smiling at him i looked back down at my book, and from the corner of my eye i saw him smile as he noticed the number at the back and smirked at me. And there goes my phone's buzz, i got his number :) life is good in the city, its good to take random drastic chances like these...you never know when you might come across a keeper.
So I finally met up with this confusing hero. As I came down the escalator, making my grand entrance to this attached coffee shop - he texted me to meet him in his work place's coffee place instead of starbucks. As i entered, i saw him sitting in a corner on a counter looking at me smiling. This confusing jerk that I had labelled to be weird, was the Prince Charming of every girl's wet dreams. He was 6 feet 3 inches and a completely built body to every inch. a VERY sharp jawline, bit of a darker skin tone - as dark as abhishek bhachan . he was wearing a $400.00 Channel suit. I was in dream land. he smelt like sex. sex that i wanted to give him really badly right there in front of everyone at this shop. he stood up as i approached him and we hugged. then he treated me to some coffee and asked whether i wished to sit inside or go for a walk. i ended up telling him im really nervous and want to walk to get some fresh air. unfortuantely its like minus degrees temperature outside, so as we walked we started to develop frostbite! we reached the end of the road that leads to a dock area looking over the river and lights of the city. we sat down on a bench and i took out my gloves. he stared at me and said "smart" and i replied "im not sharing:P" ...we started talking about random things like what instruments do you play...how many languages can you speak? i wanted to touch in some way, but i couldnt figure out an excuse. he started animating that hes shivering from the cold...and rubbed his hands together. i placed my hands around his and said "want some warmth?" he smiled back and said "yes i do, but not from ur hands" oh my...intense sexual tension. i giggled and looked away blushing. he smiled. we got up to walk back towards his work place. he only had a 30 - 40 mins break, he said he would take me out properly on friday night, but wanted to just see me in person before we went on a real formal date. he complimented me and said "you're actually really cute" i smiled and looked into his eyes. blinking in a flirty way. he wouldnt stop staring at me! his gaze was so strong! when he was talking he'd be looking right at me, when im talking hed be looking right at me...when no one's talking he'd still be looking right at me!! i finally broke the gaze and said "you know its ok to not have to look at me all the time!" and laughed...he smirked and replied "How can i not look at you, you're just that beautiful". i blushed. he was so sweet. i told him to tell me more about himself. he asked "what do you wanna know?" i squinted my eyes and replied "what do you wanna tell me?" he laughed and said "i'm an open book, ask me anything". i paused to reflect on what i should ask...he broke the silence, "are you an open book?"
i looked at him in amusement and replied, "well.." - before i could finish my sentence or thought even, he broke in-between my words and said "even if you're not, i'll make you open."
my jaw fell with the amount of sexual confidence this man was showing just on the first date!! i blushed again and said, "maybe if you compliment me more i might open up to you" he laughed and replied "oh is that the case? then compliment you all the time i will."
i kept blushing and we re-entered the coffee shop where we sat and asked eachother random questions about how religious we are and who's our celebrity role model. mine being mother theresa. he chose a basketball player who established himself on his own. this guy is very ambitious. he promised me he'd dress up more nicely and casually on friday. i laughed looking at his chanel suit and replied, "how much more dressed up can u get?"
he smirked and said, "armani baby." - boss status. boss status to the top.
he got a call from his senior executive board member and said he was sorry and had to go back to work. i got up to give him a hug and said 'no worries, i understand!"
his eyes lingered on my body as he slowly turned around on the ball of his foot and started walking away. he slid his employee card on the glass door machine and the glass door slid open. he then walked forward, leaving the glass between us.
Confusing personality boy turned out to be an Armani baby. I will be revisiting this on friday :)
January 22, 2014
So today is more of a chill day. I'm not seeing anyone or going on any first dates haha. Today I have a quiz in my Psychology class, so I have dedicated this day towards just studying for it and focusing on doing well on it. However, that doesn't mean I can't still text the boysss ;)
I got a text message late last night from the Kashmiri boy asking for a second date! I messaged him back saying "sure :) when?" but he still hasnt replied. he's a bit weird...doesnt really communicate well via technology lol.
on a sexier note - black scarf boy (i believe we havent given him a name - let's call him Armaan sicne he looks like Dr.Armaan) - sent me these msgs this morning:
Armaan: I had a dream about you
me: oh ya? elaborate
him: you were on your knees in front of me
me: oh ya doing what?
him: begging
me: for?
him: begging to get roughed up, but i said no, so you cried
me: ha - funny
him: that's not what really happened
me: ya i beat you up didnt i
him: haha no
me: then what?
him: Dirty things.
me: what dirty things?
him: i cant tell you otherwise ima be too riled up all day. my cocks rock hard thinking about it
me: :O tell meee
him: how about i show you tomorrow?
me: oh yea? you asking me out again
him: seems like it
me: alright i'll meet you at our spot at 8pm
scoreee.
Chanel Boss from yesterday still hasn't contacted me again :|
Updates:
- So chanel boss contacted me and said he wishes to take me out for dinner for sure on friday. he said to dress well because it will be a fancy restaurant...i'll post some pics of of the 2 dresses i'm deciding on and you guys can help me figure out which one to wear! :D
Black scarf boy - Armaan - messaged me saying that his grandma is flying in earlier than expected (tomorrow) therefore he wishes to go pick her up from the airport personally. this means that he cant see me tomorrow as we had planned! im actually a bit upset about this, i was really looking forward to seeing him :( our make out session in our first date had been so steamy and hot...and i want to replay through those moments again with him tomorrow...oh well i suppose i'll just have to wait till tuesday then for that.
i started talking to this new guy!! his name is...Jot. lol I cant reveal the first part to it, but at least you know the second part? haha...he's..yah you guessed it...punjabi haha. he's actually very athletic he plays professional soccer! my age - 21...and he's in his final year of engineering! he also lives just 10 mins away from my place! so that...has its own benefits ;)
you know...i cant reveal the names of these guys for privacy purposes..but if you guys ever feel curious seeing what these guys look like...you can figure it out urself if u follow me on instagram! haha - pm me and i'll give u my username :P
so this new guy - Jot - is extremely hot! i was contemplating on whether i wanted to experiment a new theory with him or not. i decided i might as well haha. after i said hi to him first on tinder messenger..and he replied with hey how are you...the second sentence i sent him was "when are you taking me for dinner?"
he replied "hahah you're forward"
but after that he didnt say anything else! i had started to lose hope when i checked my phone again and it had been 6 hours and he hadnt said anything more...until he finally gave in and said "im not a dinner type of guy...i like dessert."
i cant tell you guys how high that jump was that i made when i read he sent a reply!! i was thrilled!!
i replied back "i like dessert too"
then he said "i like dessert in bed more"
me: "if you serve it to me, id like that even more"
him: what kind of dessert do you like
me: im not a picky person, i'll have whatever you're having
him: i want a spoon of you
me: in that case, you can taste me as much as you like
him: well then, dont scream when it starts to tickle
me: i wont scream if you promise it will
him: i promise i'll do much more than just tickling
me: i hold promises dearly
him: so do i
me: good, we'll see then
him: when can i taste you?
me: friday.
him: sounds good
then we exchanged our numbers! so...basically i will be seeing the kashmiri guy on friday first for lunch for 2 hours...then i'll have to go on a train and see Jot for dessert...and making out session for 2 hours! ...and end the night by seeing chanel guy for dinner!! lovin the single life.
January 23, 2014
Good morning to all you of who reside in the pacific part of the world, and :S i believe good night to those in the eastern side? I'm terrible at geography. Sitting in class at the moment, listening to the prof discuss mitochondria. Sometimes I wonder how many times the educational system can teach one student about the cell structure. If i have to listen to it again, i think i might just become one. oh wait, i am ha..nerd joke.
So last night black scarf Armaan sent me a picture of his best friend down there. Him and I had started on this interesting journey of women's rights and attitude fights...and now we have progressed to a type of sexual tension that i havent felt in a very long time. the type that makes you give yourself an orgasm at least 4 times a day. i kid you not...yesterday, i gave myself 4 moments of pleasure. the tension is getting unbearable. i cant believe i still have to wait all the way till TUESDAY to see him again! i might just go crazy. maybe i should check my estrogen levels...
if any of you have a detachable shower head, i highly recommend that you take full advantage of that Godly invention. How you ask? Introduce it to your favorite lady friend down there ;) Trust me, no machine or hand can be as amazing as The Shower Head.
Alright, now that I have completely helped us all go off topic, let's get back to the boys.
Anyways, so black scarf sent me a picture of his prized possession and let me tell you...oh...my...God. It's thicker than my forearm! Basically as thick as a bhelna!! (Yes that's right i said Bhelna...what you make roti with hahah)
However, he isnt baptized. Confused? Go Google what happens below to you if you are baptized. Sometimes I wonder if someone will report me on this site one day and my blog will shut down due to the intense content I sometimes post. Don't report me. I'm not a bad person, just...naughty.
He asked me to send him a picture of my chest...I contemplated for a while...would this be wise to do so? What if he leaks this image somewhere and people that i know see it? what if my parents find out? But its not like my face will be in this pic...and if i take it with a white wall in the background..then it could really be anyone's chest...how would anyone know its mine? So I took one. and I sent it. Except when I was about to send this amazingly sexy picture back, he said "actually I dont want to see yours, i'll wait for in person ;)"
so not fair!! I felt like chotu! he sent this really hot pic with the caption "will need help making it bigger"...and so i sent him the pic anyway with the caption "here's your help"...except i still had my bra on so i wasnt completely exposed.
which was a terrible mistake. because in situations like these, one should never get over ...hormonal...and send a picture in reply. instead, one should accept the pic he sent and then feel superior and not send one back.
he didnt comment on the pic, and just said "im tired :) good night"
...im tired good night? what about my amazing picture where you can see my 36c sized boobs?!? no comment at all!?? that was an ego blow. so im confused now on how to deal with this situation. this morning i messaged him saying "good morning" and we have started a normal conversation...except what do you do when you've exposed yourself...but didnt get a response on it. do you continue your conversation normally? do you acknowledge the elephant in the room?...i guess i'll get my answer today when i take a shot of vodka and then form the balls to address the elephant.
kashmiri guy is confirmed for tmrw :) at least i also have chanel guy?
i'll post 2 pics up today! I need your guys feedback on which dress to wear with chanel boss! :) tata for now.
So I wasnt able to figure out how to upload the pics! Sorry guys - guess i'll let y'all know how it goes tmrw...actually I havent really gotten any feedback as to if anyone is even interested in reading what i write! lol i feel like i keep typing endlessly and have no clue what anyone's even thinking after they read these entries! I'm not going to tell you guys how the date with Chanel Boss or Kashmiri boy goes till i see some comments on what you guys think so far! and trust me, i'm gonna make sure some steam fogs up the windows with these boys tomorrow...well let me know what you think! and while you're at it...should i wear purple or white for chanel boss? :) cant wait to hear from you all!
January 25, 2014
Well you guys suck. Way to put in effort everybody and tell me what you think of my blog -_- oh well, im quite shameless so I'll continue.
So i ended up wearing a really fitted navy blue dress with tights and navy blue 3 inch heels. i had my makeup done to a very natural tone and wavy hair. with a black peacoat on top. so i learned 2 valuable lessons yesterday on what type of guys there are in this world and what i want in my Mr. Perfect
Kashmiri guy had set up that he wanted to meet for the second date yesterday. However he hadnt given me any time. I texted him and waited for him to reply as to what time we're to meet. meanwhile i hung out with one of my best friends and had lunch with her. after 4 hours i texted him again asking what time? but still no reply!
i learned there are certain guys who just dont bother to reply. if they lose interest or find someone new, they dont even have the balls or decency to notify others theyve promised that they're busy. If you're not going to respect me, then you dont deserve my time. sorry for any kashmiri guy followers - ive deleted him.
now for chanel boss. no matter how expensive your suit, you should have personality to wear it. just because he looks expensive, doesnt mean thats his worth. so comparatively to the kashmiri guy, chanel boss said yes we'll meet today for sure. so i was relieved that my dressing up and effort wouldnt go to waste. except when i asked him "when and where?" he didnt reply! I was starting to get frustrated because i did not expect a kashmiri guy part 2 from this man. after an hour he replied "i might have to work late F*L"
what does that even mean? that our date is cancelled? did you not think this through before telling someone, especially a girl, that you're gonna take her for dinner? like where are the brains of these men these days!?
i rolled my eyes and texted back "its fine if you're busy. i have a friend's bday to go to at 8, catch ya later."
he replied INSTANTLY and said "im getting off work at 5!"
W*F? you had just said you were getting off work late tonight...and now just because i said that I'm busy and i have a life too, suddenly im worth ur time again?
he's lucky he wasn't in front of me at the moment, otherwise i would have smashed his head against a wall.
i told him i could fit him in at 6pm (even though i was free all evening for this jerk - bday was just an excuse to look cool haha)
he agreed and said ok meet u then!
...so then 6pm came along and i sat there looking at my phone for him to text me where to meet him. when it was 6:10 i msged him saying "am i not seeing u tonight?" at this point i was at a persian sheesha bar with my two friends.
he replied at 6:18 saying "still at work!"
thats when i couldnt take anymore.
how can someone be so full of themselves and irresponsible. first of all im doing him the favor of taking me out, otherwise i have a line of guys that would love to be with me that evening. second of all, if its 6pm and ur still at work and u promised to see someone, it is your responsibility to inform that person that u are still busy and would like to postpone the time a bit till you're free. but this guy didnt even give me the respect of not letting me wait! I HAD to msg him to find out why he isnt ready yet.
if you dont respect, then i sure as h*ll dont give a sh*t about you.
i went to the sky train station and because to wait for my train to take me home. as the train arrived i got a txt from chanel boss saying "finally free! hours were too late".
as i stepped into the train, i replied back, "ya, too late." - chanel loser, deleted.
when i got home, i sat down to see my phone for any new interests on tinder. a white guy named Tom had msged me in a friendly way and we started chatting. I mean, so far i had only be exploring the brown market...why not try white? he asked me out eventually for dinner and i agreed that sometime next week i would let him know.
on texting, black scarf Armaan had sent me a pick of his finger up his nose with a caption "if you were a booger, id pick u first"
i laughed, forgetting about my retarded day.
him and i started chatting away like small kids about funny jokes. i told him i had a crappy day, not mentioning why though, and he cheered me up with some funny stories regarding his own day. finally we started playing the question game. we asked eachother naughty questions like favorite position? secret fantasy? and even others like fav dish? fav colour? etc. finally i asked him "longest relationship?" telling him mine was a year and half - he said 0 days. he had never had a gf! it was a bit shocking to me that he never dated any girl to make her his gf. first of all, what could be wrong with him that he didnt have a gf...did i want to continue talking to someone who had sex with girls randomly and never sex with a gf?...if not looking for a potential gf, why is he talking to me...
he explained that he never found a girl worth the effort to make his gf. that he was waiting to come across someone who sparked enough interest for him to consider even dating. i then asked him, "what are u looking for from me? relationship, friends with benefits, dtf buddy, etc?"
he replied: "honestly, im not even sure. i dont wanna just jump into a relationship. i started talking to you because i wanted to get inside your pants, but you're a really cool chick so i cant full answer your question."
i replied "i like your honesty, im not looking for anything in particular...im just going easy with you and seeing wherever this takes us"
the reason why i replied this way, is because i showed him that im not puttin any pressure on him to decide beforehand where we stand. afterall we had only gone on one date so far. i assured him that yes i am a really cool chick haha and that lets just go with the flow. by doing so, guys feel they have the space and freedom to decide things on their own instead of feeling pressurized to do so. if you're able to make a guy 'believe' that he's in charge haha then you own the game. because then he doesnt even realize it, but he starts falling for you - versus you give him a strict answer like 'i want a relationship' - guys panick and think their leash is getting pulled - so they run in the opposite direction.
however from his small speech i understood that this guy thought he was the boss and had everything under control and i was just a pass time to him, except after realizing how much we have in common and how much fun we have together - he's been caught off guard and is slowing going to realize eventually that he really likes me. i win :) yesss
so despite losing 2 guys, i guess in a way i gained 2 - tom and armaan. like i say, dont ever panic..things usually fall into place on their own, that's just life.
January 26, 2014
I've been thinking of a very pressing question of late, "If you've had sex before marriage...do you tell your husband in the case of an arranged marriage?"
I thought of all the cultural barriers and differences. In some cultures, they actually place a white cloth on the bed, and if the girl doesn't bleed on the the nuptial night..that means she's a non-virgin automatically...and she could even get killed for that. I mean, living in today's society, especially abroad..no one is going to kill you if you don't bleed on the white cloth. Heck, there's no white cloth haha. Yet, what do you do when he asks you, "are you a virgin?"
My korean friend has had sex with 8 different guys thus far. Now to the more conservative type, the first thing you'll think is "s**t". I say this because one of my other friends who's originally from Bombay reacted this way when i told her this. But when you live in a modern society, where feminism is a rising subject everyday...8 seems normal. According to a poll in the New York Times, an average woman in her 20s has had sex with up to 15 different partners, whereas an average man in his 20s has had sex with 80 different partners...huge difference right? Scary almost actually.
So then I guess a even more pressing matter is, "How many...is too many?"
I bet a lot of people would say 2 is too many. Whereas some might say, "i'm an independent woman..no number expectancy is going to order me around on how many men I choose to sleep with in a healthy manner."
My number? It's 2. Both being my exes who I had very serious relationships with. Serious as in, they had met my entire family and I really felt like "this is the one". However I didn't have sex with them thinking "he's the one therefore lets do it". It was more of a personal choice. Does sex really make two people in a relationship closer to one another versus two people who aren't having sex? Absolutely. I'm not promoting you to go do your bf/gf right now. I'm just speaking on behalf of my personal opinion. I've had a relationship of both kinds - and the one with sex definitely went longer and happier, at least for me lol. Obviously there are many examples you'll find that contradict my personal theory.
So how many is too many? Culturally speaking, more than 1 (which is your life partner) is too many. But in the era we're living in now, and the way even India is progressively advancing along with other countries and their cultures... I think the number concept is overrated. I think instead of focusing on the number, focus more on your self respect. If you decide to sleep with someone, make sure it's safe, make sure you know him well enough to share ur private parts with him, and make sure you can trust him. One night stands are also overrated. Don't give yourself under the false illusion of hormones or emotions to someone who you wont see again. Always remember, if you get pregnant...how are u gonna find him? Be more in tune with yourself. Man can take anything away from you except your education. God can take anything away from you, even your education actually if you get a brain injury or disability etc. But no one can take away your self respect, not man and not God. Only you.
But then again what do I know, I'm already culturally scandalous ;)
January 27, 2014
Boys these days have their dicks growing on their foreheads. Guess what? Mr. Black Scarf Armaan turned out to be the biggest jerk on this planet. So we had scheduled out next date to be tomorrow. I was actually very excited about this date, considering how well our last one had gone. Also, the fact that he had basically addressed over texting on the weekend that he had originally started talking to me because he obviously wanted to get into my pants but then now he was confused and had started developing feelings because im apparently a 'really cool chick". this morning he messaged me asking what we're going to do for our date tomorrow. I said, why dont we go watch a movie or if u want something more casual we can go for drinks? He replied "How about drinks and then a hotel room". I thought he was just kidding...so i went along and said "yah you can pay for the room then on your own" - he replied "they're not that expensive honestly". that's when i realized this isnt a joke to him as it is for me.
I told him "i'm not that kinda girl". he said alright and then we had an awkward pause. to stop the pause i finally asked him what he's up to today...he replied that just school and gym...and i said me as well when he asked. then the convo ended with "hope you have a nice day"..."same you too".
after 15 minutes, he messages me again saying "you say all this shit about how you're really good at bed and all these horny messages...but i think you can talk the talk but not walk the walk. you seem like too much of a good girl for me and i need a girl who can take a real hard pounding. dont waste ur time with me, sorry."
I was so upset! Like what the frick? Where the heck did that all come from?! Horny msgs?? I didnt even send him any horny or absurd messages! Other than like..I miss kissing you too when he would say it first "i miss your lips" etc. I was furious!
I told him that how dare he judge how i'm like in bed without even knowing me, and what was up with all these accusations? What? because I dont want to sleep with him...I said yeah I'm a good girl, but I'm not the type that's gonna go sleep with you in a hotel on our second date.
He laughed and then that was that. I honestly shouldnt have even said anything after he sent that first rude message judging me off the bat. Who does he think he is?
The weird part is that, it hurt. It really shouldn't have...afterall how much did I even know this guy, we had only gone on 1 date so far...but it was strange...I guess I had really thought we had a connection and that we might be able to progress well. Even more, I thought he might be a fan favorite in this forum hahah, but I guess not. But that's life.
I ignored him and then busied myself immediately with other guys on my list. I call them Group Z. The guys that you are interested in and might consider even going on a date with, but aren't that high on ur priority list compared to the others. Mean...but every person does it, dont judge.
I looked at the other guys I had been laying off because of my growing interest in Armaan at the time. Jot. I hadn't talked to him in a white. I messaged him saying I would be in the main shopping area of the city on friday (since I knew he lives near the shopping area) - he replied instantly and said he'd be free to meet up with me. Then I contacted the white firefighter guy and said I'm free on friday. He replied instantly as well and said he'd love to take me out for drinks.
Yet the interesting thing is that Armaan said he had never dated any girl before...was this all just him have personal insecurities about how to deal with liking someone possibly beyond just feelings of lust? My normal old self would be concerned for him, and feel it important to ask him if he's scared of that...and show that this is no battle of the egos, but instead genuine care. However, as I've learned with experience, no one really gives a crap if you're caring, they label you as a pushover instead. So from that lesson, You deal with your insecurities on your own, because you're a man - but if you want support, then you don't have to ask - yet don't automatically expect it and get angry then either.
Good, 2 dates, you see that Armaan? People still want you if you have respect for yourself. He can go to...no, never think bad about someone...karma always plays its role in nature like it has for millions of years...so I'll let karma be the B*tch for me. I wish you well Armaan, but you have no idea what you missed out on. Right? Right.
Tommorow I'm going on a date with a Hindu guy called Vishal. Believe it or not, he's taking me to a mandir and then we're going for dinner. Let's get a taste of some culture tomorrow. I'll secretly pray Armaan loses his black scarf. Sorry Karma, I couldn't help it...sue me, I'm a B*tch.
January 28, 2014
So today I experience a different kind of guy...the one that is over organized and steady. If you've been reading my other posts, I complained earlier about how Chanel Boss was completely disorganized and Kashmiri guy had no sense on even to reply to the date. This guy, he's half muslim and half punjabi - is over organized. Let's name him Javed. It's actually quite similar to his real name. This guy is a 6 foot 2 inches Accountant - aged 23, and lives in the city next to mine - at about a 20 min drive away. All his profile pictures are of him in very polished and well fitted suits, showing a very professional look. He asked me about what I'm doing with my life in regards to school or career. The truth is that I'm in vet school - animal doctor - so I told him that's what I'm doing however these days my workload isnt too bad so my days are more free. He was instantly drawn to this fact and assumed I'm a driven and hardworking personality. I'm not really that intense though haha, I consider myself pretty laid back and nonchalant - except some days I become a wild child.
He began to tell me how he has a temporary job offered to him in New York City and will be going there in the starting of May, but will return by September.
Me: Are you excited?
Him: I am, but I'm more excited for when we'll be going out for drinks to celebrate ;)
Direct forwardness, I like...very much. Huge turn on when a guy knows what he wants and goes for it. You want to find men and women that have these qualities because this shows they are stable enough on their feet and in their self confidence to go for the goal. And surrounding yourself with people that have this quality, believe it or not, boosts your own ego - along with helps you orient yourself to your goals. The friends/people you surround yourself with play a huge contribution to your personal growth and success.
Me: Oh ya? Only if it includes dessert.
Him: I happen to be a huge fan of dessert.
Me: Good :) When?
Him: This friday, you and me, 6pm.
Me: Where?
Him: You choose
Me: Your celebration, I'm not picky
Him: I'll text you thursday night, give me your number
Here's a man who knows what he wants and is very secure. Not only do I feel confident that there is solidness to the plans that were made, but I feel genuinely excited now and can allow myself to feel excited since he displayed how serious he is about making sure the plans follow through. That's the worst when it comes to guys like Chanel Boss, you let yourself get excited and with excitement you form expectations - but then when it doesn't happen, you feel let down. Yet, who do you have left to blame for feeling disappointed? Yourself.
Anyways, just wanted to update you all on this new guy :) I'll update you on how the the date with Vishal goes for Mandir blessings and dinner later tonight :)
P.s. there are days that I obviously dont go on dates! If you guys have any questions concerning dating or any random questions/life crises that you can't figure out - leave me a personal msg :) And I'll give you my intake :)
January 29, 2014
Sorry for not updating last night! I was so tired when I got home and I had school early in the morning today :P Alright whereee doo iii beginnn
So last night was my date with Vishal - he's a 6 ft fair skin toned lean shaped cultural Hindu guy :) I expected he would be shorted, based on looking at his pics but turned out he was 6 feet which was excellent for me :) He had said he wanted to go to the mandir first over text, and I had asked if I could join? Being Sikh, we normally go to gurdhwaras not mandirs...but my family isnt very religious so I like exploring all cultures :) I decided to wear jeans and a black tank top with just a delicate gold necklace displaying the 'infinity' sign as a pendant. Kept it plain and simple. I wore my purple jacket over the tank top, since we'd be visiting a Mandir after all. Gotta stay respectful
He parked his car outside my place and honked the horn to indicate he was here. I ran out the door in a mess, he had arrived 15 mins earlier than expected! Hence I learned the lesson yesterday that Always be 30 mins ready ahead of the scheduled date time to avoid being late or caught off guard from early arrivals!
It was around 7pm, so it was already dark out. I couldn't really see his face that properly because it was dark. I gave him a small awkward hug from the passenger seat and then he started driving forward. He was playing some dub step music at low volume...personally I prefer brown music...lol...I asked him in a flirtish way "Got any brown beats?"
He laughed, "Didn't take you for a brown beats girl"...and changed the song to Dr.Zeus' "Kangna".
Definitely one of my favorites. So I was impressed :P
We didn't talk much during the drive..it wasn't awkward...more just calm and pleasant...I was too distracted with the lights on the road and people walking around.
We arrived at the Mandir about 20 mins later and went inside to seek our blessings. That's when I finally got a good look at his face. He was gorgeous. Strong jawline, fair skin, clean shaven, sharp nose, lazy eyes, soft lips, defined biceps, round ass mm, and straight teeth. He smiled at me because he could tell I was harsh checking him out. I blushed and laughed as we entered the Mandir and stood in line to bow. After getting some blessing from the priest we started making our way to the shoe rack to get our shoes back. Here comes the unfortunate part - they lost my shoes! Apparently they accidentally gave my shoes to someone else and mixed up the numbers! And that person didnt even say "no those aren't my shoes!" They showed me the other shoes that were my option now that belonged to someone who was wearing mine - coincidently same size but terrible taste -_-
Luckily the black flats I had worn were about to break one day eventually so I wasn't too angry...Vishal kept a serious face until we looked at each other in this moment and we both started laughing.
I'm germaphobic when it comes to sharing shoes with a stranger - so I was stuck without shoes. Vishal said he'd take me home so I could get another pair of shoes before dinner. The path to where his car was parked was a muddy path, especially since it had rained that afternoon. I took a deep breath and toughened myself in preparation for having to walk through the mud, preparing myself mentally. As I was about to step out of the Mandir property and onto the path, I suddenly felt two very strong arms wrap around me and pick me up effortlessly. Vishal was carrying me to the car so that I wouldnt have to walk in the mud! It was one of the sweetest gestures he could do and very romantic. I laughed at first and said "No! It's ok! I can walk! haha" he smiled at me and replied "Not a chance"
The moon was already out, and my Prince was carrying me to the car on this dirt path. Definitely a moment I won't ever forget. He opened the car door with his hand somehow, and then set me inside the car on the passenger seat like i was some 5 year old. I thanked him as he went around and sat into the driver's seat.
After getting another pair of shoes for me, we started on our way to the restaurant for dinner. He hadn't told me which restaurant we were going to, he said it was a surprise. We arrived at a park that I used to actually play at a lot when I was kid. I had even told him via texting that this was the park I played at a lot in my childhood but missed since there was no reason to go to it anymore. I was confused why we were here. It was literally a 10 min drive from where I lived, so at least I felt safe.
He came around the car and opened my door for me, and held his arm out saying "My lady". I decided to not ask questions and just go with the flow.
He went to his trunk and took out a backpack, and then we began to walk down the familiar path to where the playstation for children was. He held my hand. It was big, warm and comforting. It didn't even feel like this was the first time I was seeing this guy...more like we were already in a relationship and that this was a regular thing! It felt good.
We reached an open grass spot and he started pulling things out of his backpack. He set up a huge picnic cloth and then took out 8 medium sized candles and placed 2 in each corner. He lit them and started setting up a larger candle in the center. Then he took out 2 lunch boxes with sandwiches in them and set them next to each other with 2 apple juice boxes! It was the cutest thing watching him set up, I felt so special. I stood there like a zombie watching him and finally when he was done, he set the backpack aside, and took out a single red rose from it and handed it to me. I blushed and curtsied as I said "Thank you sir". He waited for me to sit down, and then sat down next to me, putting a blanket around us. He had made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. We ate them and i began to praise his hard work and thank him for such amazing effort and thought behind this huge gesture. He brushed it off like it was nothing. When we finished 'dinner' he put the garbage away and then we lied down on the cloth with the blanket over both of us, gazing up at the sky and the stars.
We started playing the question game.
Seriously, thank you to whoever in history made this freakin question game, you saved me from so many awkward moments on dates.
First we asked each other normal questions like "what's your favorite this or that"...then more serious questions like "arranged marriage or love marriage...life goals...expectations from self and others...etc". I told him I wanted to live within my inlaws, not seperately on the side with just a husband and kids. He smiled at me and said "So you wanna be Cinderella?" I squinted my eyes at him and said "Only if you'll be my Prince Charming :P" He laughed and said I was cute. Finally, we reached the sexual ones. He asked me if i was virgin - I said no. He wasn't either.
He asked me how many I had slept with so far. This freakin number expectancy question. I was about to answer when he laughed and said "haha im not serious, i dont need u to answer, that's your personal life." I was sort of shocked not going to lie...i would have never expected a guy to actually be ok with not knowing...
Then I asked him "how big is your ..." he smirked at me, and inched closer to me under the blanket. It felt good since it was cold and I could now feel his body heat against mine...also bad because I started getting wet just thinking about forbidden thoughts.
It was quiet...I guessed he was experiencing the same thoughts...the sexual tension grew...I could hear his breathing become heavier like mine...I swallowed some saliva and then asked again.."so how big is it?"
He turned his body so that he was laying on his side now and facing me, as i laid on my back. and suddenly I felt a sharp jab against the side of my thigh. it took me a moment to realize...that the jab...was his...best friend...my lips parted automatically in shock
he said in a husky voice "why don't you tell me how big it is"
That was it. I couldnt take the tension anymore, something had to be done. I turned to my side so that we were both facing each other. he inched closed, now his jab poking straight at the front flat side of my area down there. he brought his lips close to my ear and whispered, "may i?"
Every part of me screamed with excitement, but I had to stay calm, "You may"
He placed his hand on the small of my back, and pushed me forward towards him, as he moistened his lips and lowered them to mine
i closed my eyes, and felt his warm lips touch mine. he was an amazing kisser. He sucked my bottom lip and pressed his jab more closer against my body. his jab was so strong, it hurt against my skin but felt unbearable pleasurable at the same time. I wanted to rip his clothes off right there and do him like no tomorrow in the middle of my childhood park, but that would be unethical...right? right.
his hands felt me everywhere, but respectfully on top of my clothes. i so desperately wanted him to feel my boobs and see their size (36c). As his lips melted against mine, I took his hand and guided it under my black tank top and up on top of my bra. That made the strength of his jab even stronger! I felt it grow against my thigh. The intoxication of that moment was pure torture.
he slowly placed his hand back on my stomach's skin and started edging it upward placing the tips of his fingers under the bottom of my bra, secretly seeking permission to go more upward. i withdrew from his passionate kiss and looked him in the eyes, "feel me" I said, locking our gaze and attentively watching his face as he inched his hand up and closed his eyes, grasping my entire breast in his large hand. he breathed heavily and said "God, they're huge"
he placed himself instantly on top of me out of no where and lowered his head, drawing the blanket over it so that I couldn't see what he was doing under my chin, or also no one else could see either in a public park. I felt him pull my tank top up to my neck, and push my bra up with it exposing my breasts to him under the blanket. He grabbed both of them in his hands and began to softly suck each by turn. He flicked his tongue against my erectness and enclosed them in his warm mouth. Sucking tenderly then fast then slow then fast. I couldn't take it, the intoxication was too much. my hands grabbed the back of his head by his hair and with every suck he did, my fingers pulled his hair in excitement. He loved it. I loved it. He started kissing down my stomach and his kisses stopped at my belly button. He then placed my bra back down, along with my shirt, and then laid down next to me on his back as we originally were.
We both breathed heavily as thoughts of what just happened rushed through us individually, while staring up at the stars. His hand searched for mine under the blanket and he grabbed it. Our fingers intertwined. I inched closer to him and rested my hear on his broad shoulder. He let go of my hand and stretched his arm behind my neck so that I could cuddle with him closer. He wrapped that arm around and kept me warm. The side of my face against his chest, I could hear his heart beating louder than the faint sounds of cars buzzing by on the main street. I looked up at him and he kissed my forehead. We laid there for a good 10 mins in silence, and then he checked his watch. It was 10pm.
"Do you want to stay or get going?" - he asked. I wanted to desperately stay and get a bit more action in with him while the night was young, but then I had to be respectful to my parents and come home at a decent time. "Maybe we should get going," I replied as I bit my tongue.
He smiled and then got up. Then he gave me his hand and helped me up. I aided in folding things and helping him pack everything back into his backpack. We walked back to the car in silence, he held my hand.
When we reached my house, he parked on the side curb and turned off the car lights. I looked at him, as he placed his hands on my the sides of my face and gave me a passionate, slow and unexpected kiss. The kind that makes you want to rip your clothes off right away and also just die in the moment with peace at the same time. He withdrew from the kiss and kissed my forehead. "Bye :) Text me when you want to see me again" he said as I picked up my purse and closed the passenger door while smiling at him. "Ciao," I replied as I waved goodbye.
As I closed my front door after stepping inside, I placed my back against it and slid down to the ground. I was definitely not expecting this to happen today at all, and more importantly I was definitely not expecting it to be so amazing! If I really was Cinderella, then he definitely had my lost Kangna.
January 30, 2014
So today I have a date with a professional hockey player :D...First I'm going to go to his hockey game and watch him play. He's setting aside a first row ticket for me! After I watch his game, we're going to go to the amusement park and play around and maybe end the night with some drinks and of course...the question game ;)
I'm excited for this date. This guy's nickname is hockey player. He's 6 foot 1 inch Christian Hindu dark skin toned guy with a very muscular body - his body and face looks a lot like Arjun Rampal! To be honest, when I first looked at his few pics on Tinder, I had thought someone made a face account by just adding Arjun Rampal's pics..but thank God I looked through the pics one more time because I realized that no, this is actually someone else...just incredibly sexy! He's actually one of the sweetest guys I have ever talked to! Why do I say this you ask? I was asking him last night when he asked me out over text, that what time he would like to meet for our date...since he lives about 40 mins away from me by driving - so i wanted him to see what time is easier for him
In reply to that he said, "Awee baby I could do 5 workouts, game and more and still make time and have energy for you :) Alright I can't wait, I'll see you tomorrow cutie".
Such a huge change from freakin Armaan who was like "I dont want to waste my study time by travelling out so far just to make out with a girl..what do I get out of that? Nothing."
Well whatever Armaan, you really did end up with nothing now.
January 31, 2014
Omg guys, I can't wait to tell you what happened last night on my date with the hockey guy! Honestly, I can't even stop thinking about it! So we decided to meet half way at a train station. He had to still drive 30 mins to get to the station, whereas for me it turned out to only be abour 10 - 15 mins away! As I waited at the station, and freezed to death, I looked around at the city lights and felt blessed for living in such a lively place. Then I got a text from him saying he was here. I went down the stair, since I was waiting at the top level, and then saw him walking towards me among all the people busily moving left and right. He was wearing a black shirt with dark blue jeans and a black sweater. This is the guy that I said looked a bit like Arjun Rampal! We smiled at each other and gave a semi hug. Then he said, "let's go to my car and park it at a more appropriate place". We walked to his car. I decided to start the question game with him. Except he sucked at forming questions, so it became more of me just asking things and him answering...
We came back to the sky train station and then I told him to trust me where I take him because I had a really cool place I wanted to take him to. We sat in the train and took the ride for about 30 mins. Throughout, just talking about family and other topics casually. We actually had a lot in common. He was such a gentleman! He would wait for me to go through the door first. When on the escalator, he made sure I was standing higher than him. He opened doors for me. Pulled out my seat for me, etc. When we arrived to the place, it was a hotel. At the top floor of the hotel was this small show they performed in celebration for the Chinese New Year Tradition. I wanted to show him, but by the time we reached there, they said the last show had already started and we were too late. We stood there laughing at the top balcony staring at the beautiful night scenery of water and lights reflecting upon it. I wanted to kiss him there, but the lights were a bit too bright for it to be a romantic setting. I looked around as he talked about a hockey story, and saw there was a corner at the side that wasnt very bright and had the right amount of lighting for a good kiss.
I looked at him and grabbed his hand, stopping his story in between, "How about you prove to me how good of a kisser you are?"
He instantly smirked and looked towards where I pointed with my eyes. He smiled and started guiding me towards the corner, still holding my hand.
As we got there, he turned around and looked at me. Closing the distance between us.
Me: "So when are you gonna do your move?"
Him: You want me to do the move?
Me: Go ahead try me
He pushed me against the wall, which had a white bar handle railing cemented along it. I gasped feeling the railing against my back. He took his hands and placed them right on my ass. Gripping it completely and lifting me so that I sat on top of the railing. Such immediate strength, so sexy.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and he pressed himself forward, closing the distance between us.
I felt it, rock hard solid, against my thigh.
His hands started feeling my waist and legs, and then placed themselves back on my ass.
We began to kiss, I ran my fingers through his hair, and on his face, secretly feeling his cheeks and jaw line.
He was an amazing kisser. He lifted me higher against the wall, my ass a few inches above the railing now, my entire weight in his hands.
He withdrew from a kiss because his glasses fogged up. We started laughing at how nerdy the moment was. He took his glasses off and put them away in his back pants' pocket. Then he came closer and pressed me really hard against him and he sucked my lips. Then he took his hand and wrapped my hair in his hand like a pony tail and pulled at it, so that it exposed my neck to him and caused my face to look up at the sky
He kissed down my neck and then pushed my face back down to make out with my lips. Then he kept us in that position and started walking back into the light. I stopped kissing him, still wrapped around him like a monkey, and said "let me down! haha"
He smiled and said sternly, "shut up and kiss me".
We kept kissing as he entered the elevator, still carrying me in this manner!. Then he set me down as the elevator door opened.
I was wearing 2 inch heels and my foot hurt a bit. I complained for fun how my foot was hurting a bit, and instantly he picked me up in his arms and carried me all the way to the sky train station!! That was like at least 4 - 5 blocks away! As people passed us they laughed and giggled. I have been getting carried around quite a lot these days haha I could get used this seriously.
We sat into the train again, and he kept his arms around me, kissing me neck here and there. Some people stared, but whatever sometimes there's more fun in being a bit shameless :P
We reached his car after 30 mins and I walked him to his car. I was still thinking about how to do a good bye kiss, when out of no where!! - he lifted me by the hips and started kissing me against a wall. I wrapped my legs around him again.
I always do this one strategy - for the good bye kiss I give the guy a good long kiss, and then when i withdraw and go in for another one, i make him think I'm about to touch his lips again, but instead i smirk and walk away saying 'ciao, msg me when u get home :)"
this lingering affect seriously does leave an impression of them wanting more! trust me
so I was still thinking of doing this lingering effect. he dove in again for a kiss, and i thought to myself, 'ok one more kiss and then i'll do the lingering effect'. Except HE DID THE LINGERING EFFECT TO ME!
as he dove in for the kiss, he didnt kiss and just smirked and said "msg me when u get home"
I stared at him as he smirked and turned around in style, walking away towards his car which was parked a block away. I stared at him as his sexy ass walked slowly away, and stood there completely blown away and unsatisfied with myself, and wanting him so badly. So I guess this is how all those guys felt when I would do this to them.
He turned around a little and looked over his shoulder before he turned the corner and my knees felt weak with so many emotions running through me, and my heart beating fast.
God, he was sexy.
I walked back up the stairs in silence towards my train. If I had my way, I'd do him in the train.
February 16, 2014
So on Valentine's day I went on 2 dates. It was supposed to be 3 orginally, except the last guy who's a radiologist at a children's hospital facility stood me up! So that was a bit disappointing. The first date was with this 25 year old guy called Josh. He was punjabi sikh and height: 5'10. This was a bit awkward for me because my height is 5'10 and I usually like to have the guy at least 2 inches taller than me...so this guy was literally the same height. Anyways we met up in the main down town area. He had left the date planning to me, which is not bad because I like taking charge haha. He brought me a single red rose. It was sweet...he wasn't very attractive like the other guys I had met up with so far but he was really funny and had a good sense of humour which made up for the looks department. We went to this special ride they had going on, where you sit on these chairs that move around as you stare at a huge screen that makes you think you're flying in space. It was a cool ride and we laughed throughout it together. He paid for both of our tickets which I didn't expect - the total came up to 50! It was too expensive! After the ride, we walked around to an exclusive area and I figured...I might as well bless him with a kiss since he paid so much for the tickets haha...that was the biggest mistake of my life. This kiss...was just so traumatizing and scarring. We leaned in to touch our lips, except his lips were no where in sight. He had his mouth wide open, and the attack of the tongue began :|
He dove his tongue deep into my mouth swishing it around left and right, up and down. Trying to for some reason touch the back of my throat with his tongue. Did he think this was hot? It was traumatizing. I backed off politely and stared at him, saying, "No tongue this time ok?"
We stared at each other quietly..I felt like even though i was direct...he at least understood and would keep the tongue to himself. Boy was I wrong. The tongue came out of his mouth and into mine again. Almost making me want to throw up into his mouth. It was just the worst kissing experience I've ever had. I had heard that there were some kissers like these...but I had no idea how terrible they really were till this Josh guy.
I stopped the kiss with my signature lingering effect you must have read in earlier posts haha and we began to walk back to his car while holding hands. I told him that I had to have dinner with a friend (which was actually my next day hehe) and said I would call him after dinner and we could meet up again for drinks maybe. He was happy to hear we'd meet up again and left after dropping me off at the main road.
I walked over to the restaurant that I had made reservations at for the next date. Valuable lesson: If planning more than one date in a day, give yourself an extra 30 mins margin time inbetween and have the date locations close by to one another - but not too close that ur previous date will catch you :P
I arrived at the restaurant 10 mins later than I had said I would and there stood my second date. His name is...Gur. lol. Gur is actually one of my exes, except we only dated for a month because then I had to leave for university abroad. So we had decided to stop seeing each other because long distance felt too soon in a relationship so young. Ever since then, whenever I would be single he wouldnt be and vice versa. For the first time in 4 years we were both single at the same time and decided we'd meet up for a date. He had dumped his ex just a week ago because they had grown apart and she wasnt very nice.
So when I saw him, all those feelings rushed back that I had for him 4 years ago and it was obvious from his face that it was the same case for him. He had brought a white single rose for me, I told him I got him the red single rose...which I actually got from Josh. Haha dont judge! What else was I supposed to do with that rose?? I asked him why he got me a white rose instead of red...he answered "everyone gets red roses for valentines...I thought I'd get a unique rose color for a unique girl"...Sappy but cute :)
We sat down and ordered dinner and drinks. Conversation flowed about mutual friends and personal updates. Once dinner was over we went for a small walk. We ended up walking to the same place where bad tongue kisser and I had made out. I guess this is just my official first kiss on first date spot haha. The thing with Gur and I is that we had never gotten a chance to have our first kiss even in that month of dating. I was sick in the hospital for more than half that month in the past with meningitis. So we never had a chance. I asked him if he's over his recent ex...he said he's still trying to get over her...then I took a chance and said "Would it be too soon for you if you kissed me now?"
He was quiet...i made a fool out of myself...but then after a minute he touched my arm and said "i do want to kiss you."
He drew me in towards him and out lips touched. I had been waiting 4 years of my life to kiss this man. All that trauma I had faced from the tongue man disappeared when this amazing guy kissed me under the city lights with just a dock nearby. He placed his hands on the small of my back and had our bodies press hard against one another while we melted our lips together. I parted my lips and used the tip of my tongue to tease his bottom lip, and he reciprocated. It was the perfect amount of tongue. Remember: Tongue is not to be used as much as lips...tongue is to be used as a teasing weapon to lure the other person to get more excited for lips.
For the first time, my leg popped up and I did the stereotypical "Princess Diaries" kissing move. At one point I think I even went up on my toes because this kiss was just so passionate and exciting. We stopped kissing and withdrew. I said out loud, "I've been waiting for 4 years for this kiss."
He replied, "I've been waiting for 5."
we began to walk back towards the train station where we were going to part our ways. At the station we gave each other a friendly hug and he said, "Maybe if you're free we'll meet up again next week?" I said yes with a smile.
The third date stood me up. He messaged me when I got to the bar that "Sorry I can't make it". I didn't even care at this point because my kiss with Gur made my valentine night.
I bussed back home and continued smiling through my sleep and dreams of Gur.
The next morning I woke up and checked my phone, there was a message from Gur. My heart skipped a beat. Unlocking my Iphone screen I read the message. It said how he really enjoyed last night and was so happy that we finally kissed after so long. Then he said that he realized he's not over his ex and that he has to tell her that he's still in love with her. Then he apologized and said I hope i understand.
I re-read that message about 5 times and then closed my screen. Well that was that. I stared at the ceiling quietly. Funny how in one moment you can be so incredibly happy and just within a min you can be so incredibly empty in the next.
I opened my phone again and sent a message to the radiologist (third date) and told him "F you."
Then I opened my Tinder account and found a new guy. Like I always say, "You lose some, you gain some."
February 17, 2014
So I've begun to realize that maybe I'm tired of just this whole casual dating scene. I mean, as amazing as it is going around meeting new people and getting to know fun facts about them, it's also sort of disappointing having to go through so many unsuccessful dates. Some of these dates have been very successful, however there's just something missing from all these different guys. I guess seeing my ex go back to his ex and yearning for that deep connection back showed me that maybe I need to stop just fooling around and find my own deep connection with someone. I want a steady rock that I can fall back to when I need to talk about something, or want to pass time with. Someone who I can share moments of life with and laugh about family members and crazy drama. Someone who cares and knows all that stuff about me and wants to know more. I need a freaking boyfriend.
God, my anatomy prof is so boring right now...I'm dying in this class.
So i started talking to this new guy from Tinder - his name's ..hmm..Krish.
Krish is a 26 year old, banker. Now i've always heard to stay away from bankers because they're usually the jerks of the suit industry. Bankers are often very driven, selfish and career oriented. However, I'm a bit of a rebel...I like to still go for the cheese even if I know there's a trap around it :P
So he made it clear on text messages that he's looking for a steady relationship...the type that you basically continue for about 5 years and then get married to. They types of guys give you the best experiences of love in your life, but also show qualities of intense clinginess or crazy obsessive tendencies from what i have experienced in my past. I decided to take a chance...again.
We played the question game through Tinder - we had a lot in common and he's actually really funny! After texting back and forth for about a week, I finally built up the courage to ask him to send me a pic of his face...since the ones he had on tinder were all side profile shots...
That's when something changed. I was starting to really like Krish based on his personality. He was funny, confident, flirty, caring and sooo horny. However, when he sent his pic I felt weird. He wasn't very attractive physically at all. He had a 8 pack so his body was amazing...but his face was just..old looking. Plus he had a mustache and mini beard going on...which made him look a bit like a pervert. That's when I asked myself, am I going to let his appearance change those feelings of wanting and liking him based on his personality? Confusing.
If I'm a good person, I should be like whatever I like him still...but does it make me a bad person to not want to reply to him anymore? :(
I decided to be cliche and just continue talking to him..maybe if he erased the facial hair he might look decent? Everyone pray.
So I said yes to going on a date with him tomorow night! I'll let you guys know how that goes :S Wish me luck!
May 1, 2014
Okayyy so before I update you all on what's been happening in this whole time of absence - let's just get a few fan problems out there and solved. Sorry guys that i've been missing in action for so long! I actually met this really amazing guy from Tinder, and now he's my boyfriend! haha...funny where life takes you to meet people that you never even knew existed but then become so important to you the next day. Anyways here are problems you guys actually msged me about:
One of you said that you bought tickets to go see a show with your boyfriend and told him in advance about which day the show will be - but now he says he might not be able to come because one of his friends got dumped and needs him to comfort him. now you're confused on how to deal with this. - correct me if i misunderstood your problem.
Now, every person is different when it comes to handling situations - because every person has their own personality, but if i was in your situation this is what i would do: Think about how close this friend is to your boyfriend. Is he a good sincere friend or one of those people that just use him and then pretend later that he doesnt exist. If this is a good close friend, then don't be one of those girls that try to come between a guy and his bro. The more space you give your boyfriend - as in room to breathe with your support - the more your boyfriend will learn to appreciate you and feel thankful for you in his life. Trust me, there is nothing more sexy than a girl that knows how to be a true bro and a gf at the same time. Personally I would give him the Mother Theresa of "I bought these tickets for us to have fun, but if your friend needs you then I would be more proud of you being a true friend to someone over jumping around at a concert with me, But don't forget though, you have to make this up to me :P"...give him room to be there for his friend, in which he will feel less suffocated and learn to appreciate you in his life. Plus, it's now clear to him that he has to make it up to you. If you bought two tickets to watch a YOUR favorite band - you can watch that with anyone really, afterall you're the one that wanted to go to this show more than him anyways. Take your girlfriend with you and have a girl's night out. Show him that you're not a psycho that needs him around 24/7 and knows how to always have a good time. Hope this helps!
There are 4 other messages I got - but I'll address those later! Sorry guys!
My update! So I met this 26 year old guy off tinder who's Punjabi and actually teaches disabled kids in grade 6! Plus he's been promoted to be the principal starting from september! He's also a part time army commanding officer pilot! So in the summer he actually attends huge military conferences all over the world and travels in his own jet! Pretty crazy, right? He's 6'2'' and not intensely muscular but just the right amount - enough that if you grab his arm you can feel all the muscles very well defined. *Starts to drool*. We've gone on almost 15 dates in the past two months. Just 2 days ago, over the phone, I told him how I really like him and wondered how he felt...and that's when he asked me out saying a pretty corny line, "Will you be my girlfriend so that I can always ask you on dates forever?"
Pretty cheesy, but it melted my heart so :P. Today I woke up at 6am and travelled for an hour via public transit to go see him at this special park that he told me to meet him at. His work started at 1130am today so we had only a couple hours. We hiked around on various trails through the woods until we finally got to this one platform area at the top, overlooking the city and water. There, he pinned me against a tree and started kissing down my neck. I was wearing a silk blue high skirt and a short white top that revealed my lower abdominal region. He kissed down the center to my bellybutton, and then went down and put his head under my skirt! He started giving the more AMAZING licks. Flicking, licking, sucking, teasing, blowing, kissing, breathing, whistling, nibbling, oh god...it was amazing. I made sounds and he directed me to bite down on my lip to stop from any further sounds that would draw attention. After 10 mins, a couple walked by on the trail and SAW US - they covered their eyes and the lady said out loud "oh my god!" that was embarrassing hahah...
Afterwards I returned the favor, spiralling my hand in circular motions while licking the lollipop. He moaned and grabbed my hair, pulling my head back so that our eyes could lock while I continued the gracious gesture. Then he couldn't take it anymore and picked me up, in which i wrapped my legs around him, and he pinned me against the tree...I took out my handcuffs I brought in my pocket, and before i could pull a move on him, he quickly snatched them from my hand and handcuffed my hands behind around and behind the tree! then he pressed himself forwards, filling me up completely. the filling motion was quick and crisp. we both stopped breathing and stared at each other in full ecstasy with widened eyes. Guys...don't report my blog...and then the steady rhythm began its course. Hair being pulled, hands wandering all around, deep breaths, eyes closed, eyes locked, licking lips... both lips...pouting lips, squinting eyes, biting lips, loud sighs...it was...pure intoxication of its own. we walked back, hand in hand, along the trail back to the car afterwards. He lifted me up and spun me around while i shrieked in excitement and surprise from the sudden gesture. we smiled at each other and he kissed the nape of me neck, as he whispered into my ear, "you're mine." and i smiled back saying "always". Oh, his fake name is Paul.
May 1, 2014 - continued
I have a bit of time - so let's answer another question! I hope i'm not too late in answering this one, since it was sent to my inbox 2 weeks ago but here you go: (I'm gonna paraphrase to make it into complete sentences)
I'm interested in this guy who at first was talking to me every day and trying to get me to see him as much as possible all the time. However, one night we did it for the first time and then he dropped me home. The next day was his birthday and he didn't message me all day...after a few more days he started messaging me again...but not as much as he used to before...is he still interested?
My first main question to you would be, are you interested in him fully?...and was he good in bed? I have to ask haha...Anyways, if you actually do like him, then we might as well spend a few minutes on this guy...but if he's just a pass time interest..then whatever, go move on to better and bigger things girl ;) however if you're still interested in him here is what i would do: I think you might be over-thinking it a bit too much about him not messaging you the next day - after all it was his bday...and if that was me, id throw my phone into the ocean and be partying all day getting completely wasted and having male strippers give me a lap dance...but that's just me. I think i would also excuse him for the day after his bday because he probably was experiencing a huge hangover mahabharat migraine...so a person needs at least a day or two to recover from a bday hangover episode. However, despite all the chaos he experienced after the bday party - he still remembered you and messaged you - so that's a good sign. well the obvious reason for him not messaging you as much than what he did before is because you guys did it and you let him have a tour of your insides. so now he doesnt have to work twice as hard to impress you in order to get the tour because he got the tour - which isn't necessarily a bad thing because the way to keep control of the situation after you've done the guy is personality. at first we catch the fish on our hook by attracting him and luring him with our charms and sexiness, but then to keep him hooked - you gotta have personality. don't stress too much about this guy - huge life lesson to always remember in these desperate times - if he's worth it, he'll always come to you...if he's not worth it, you'll always run after him. Or if you wanna print out a bumper sticker = don't stress, just bless. Damn, I'm good at this. This basically means that stop stressing about if the guy is into you or not..instead if he's into you it'll be obvious and then just bless him with your presence and essence...if he acts otherwise...screw him...not literally.
May 11, 2014
Happy Mother's Day! :) I love this day, because it gives me a reason to take my mom out and remind her how much she's appreciated. I hope you guys get this chance to show your own mothers how important they are to you as well :)
Anyways, now let's get down to business >:) So Paul is missing this weekend. He's a part time teacher, but he's also a part time commanding officer pilot for the country's army. So this weekend him and his crew have flown out to a conference on the other side of the country for training. He sent me a picture of him in his uniform - all I could think about was how I want to do him in that uniform one day. Before he left (on friday) him and I met up on wednesday evening, after I modelled at a fashion show. We drove to McDonald's and grabbed some fast food dinner. I paid, since he had paid for all the other times. After eating, I was highly turned on by the way he looked that particular evening. He was wearing a grey suit with a black shirt and black tie. He looked so yummy. I kept undressing him with my eyes, but I guess my lip licking and deep breaths gave me away. I was wearing a long blue formal dress with pearls - since I had just attended a fancy fashion show. He looked at me sternly with a disapproving look, "Hey...I thought I just told you that we should lay low on the physical stuff today and just a have a good conversation once in a while"
Me: Oh my god, why are you such a girl?
Him: Girl? ME? Please. Control yourself woman
Me: But I want...ittt...so badd..come on, you know you want to give it up
Him: Can't we just talk today...be serious, come on
Me: I'm just going to call you Princess from now on since both your testicles have fallen for some reason, or were you just born without them?
Him: Ha. so funny today aren't we?
There was a silent pause...the silence started with just frustration and awkwardness, then it grew into a prolonged moment of lust and desire. Suddenly all those past moments of similar passion flashed in front of our eyes, and our deep breaths began to sync together in unison. He leaned in and placed his hand onto the side of my face. He traced the tip of his nose from my ear, down my neck and back up along it. My chest popped forward automatically in lust, as I licked my lips from my breaths making them dry. The small five o'clock shave hairs on his face tickled my soft skin as his cheek pressed against my neck. The small prickly hairs gave tingling sensations towards my spine, as the small hairs on my body stood up in ecstasy.
His plump, moist lips touched against my neck and kissed me gently. I sighed out loud as more goosebumps arose throughout my body. He kissed along the nape of my neck up to my jawline and then to my lips, where both our lips touched.
His kiss grew more passionate as both his hands were placed onto the sides of my face, pressing our lips more firmly together. My hands wandered on his chest, fully clothed, and made their way also to the sides of his face. He took his fingers and drew the thin straps of my dress down to my shoulders on both sides. Then he leaned forward and kissed my left should softly. Then he kissed my right shoulder in the same manner. Never leaving the locked gaze of our eyes.
"You look elegant this way," he stated while backing off and looking at me as a whole with my straps down my shoulders and pearls around my neck. He traced the line of pearls around my neck with his index finger and then traced the complete circle of my lips with the same finger. I began to sensually suck that finger that he traced my lips with. He breathed more deeply, still staring deep into my eyes.
"You're beautiful," he said. We smiled at each other and he kissed me once more on my lips. "Do you wanna do it?" he asked. "Nope, today we're serious remember?" I smirked and then I stepped out of his car, after doing my lingering kissing affect of course :D, and he laughed as I walked away from his car towards my bus stop. What? Did you not know? Riding a bus in pearls is in style these days.
May 15th, 2014
Today's weather was amazing. It was completely sunny with no clouds and no intense breeze that causes all the old uncles sitting in a park to see up your skirt. It was beautiful weather, so I decided to wear my short blue summer dress with black accessories. I met up with one of my friends for dinner first and then met up with Paul afterwards. One of you sent me a message in my inbox saying I should nickname him "PP" instead for: Princess Paul - so PP it is from now on :)
After dinner with my friend, I went to the main train station and saw him waiting at a bench for me. He was wearing a black tshirt with dark jeans and black shoes. He looked so handsome, all clean shaven and perfectly trimmed. I walked up to him, with the small breeze blowing my hair back just the right amount to make me feel sexy with the natural setting. He looked up and we smiled at each other with our eyes.
We began to walk down the street, enjoying the buzzing city's atmosphere around us. At one corner there was another couple holding hands and kissing. Another corner revealed an elderly couple sitting on a bench sharing a sandwich together. A professional photographer was taking some pictures of the high buildings around us, while a small bird was cross the street. Everything was so natural, peaceful and blissful. I held onto his arm, I could feel every single muscle so well defined popping out, because he was flexing on purpose :)
We explored a bit around, until we reached a pleasantly excluded area where a round bench surrounded by trees and flowers - located in the middle of all these surrounding buildings, yet seemed like it was in its own world. He held my hand firmly as he guided me to one of the trees and pressed my back against it, towering over me. He smirked as he leaned over me and looked straight into my eyes. I could feel intense butterflies in the pit of my stomach all the way up to my throat. It was so intoxicating. I breathed quietly and deeply through my lips.
"Do you remember the last time your back was pinned against a tree?" The left end of his lips curled up into a half smile full of mischief and impure thoughts.
I closed my eyes, as the past memories of the moment he was referring to flashed before me. I opened them, to find him still staring right at me with a devilish smirk on his face.
"No, I believe I don't recall what you're referring to. You're probably going to have be a bit more specific PP" I replied, scrunching my forehead, trying to convince him that I was clueless in a flirty way.
"Is that right? Well I suppose instead of thinking about the past, we might as well just give a live performance in the present." He grabbed my hips with his hands firmly and pressed himself against me. I could feel the tip of him through his pants, so hard and firm, pressing against me. Poking me. I sighed out loud, feeling caught off guard from this sudden gesture.
He smiled and withdrew completely, walking a bit ahead. Then he turned around on the ball of his foot and reached out his right hand, "Aren't you coming?" Still smirking at me with those pearl white teeth.
"God save me" I mumbled under my breath, for only me to hear. I contained my posture and shrugged my shoulders as walked forward and grabbed his hand. We walked a bit further into the alley streets of the city, feeling excluded from the busy life just around the corner. People rushed by in their own worlds, without a care of one another, heading to their destinations like rapid bullets released from their points of pressure. But I didn't care, I had the most huskiest man on that block holding my hand, making a statement that I belonged to him.
As we walked a bit more endlessly, he took his hand and grabbed my left butt cheek firmly in public! I shrieked and hit his arm in a playful gesture while half giggling and smiling. "What are you doing??" I laughed.
"What? Since when did we make a rule about no ass grabbing?" he asked smugly.
"Some rules are unspoken of but still there!" I laughed
"Shh." He put his finger to my lips making me quiet, as he traced his hand down my side and back onto my ass cheek. I rolled my eyes as I smiled and we continued to walk.
"Why do we have to walk soo much. Next time remind me to bring my gym shoes and I'll wear those. I didn't know going on a date with you would be the same as a workout at the gym." I complained.
"Shush woman. This is nothing, get your act together and keep walking, we're almost there." He told me sternly.
We finally reached a restaurant where they served crepes. My favorite dish! For those of you who do not know what a crepe is...its like an indian dosa but westernized...or its like a flat pancake stuffed with either chocolate and fruit...or meat products
We sat inside and ordered our preferred crepes. While waiting for our food, I excused myself for a moment to check my phone and text back certain people I needed to attend to. As I sat there, fully concentrated on my conversations via text in that moment, I felt something rubbing against my bare leg in a very sensual way. It was his foot. PP was playing footsie with me. For the love of God, that is not how you play footsie. How do you play footsie you ask? Watch and learn.
I pushed his foot off my leg with my hand under the table, to which he giggled and lifted an eyebrow. I then took my shoe off my right foot and place my toe right where his foot and leg connected. I then drew circles on his leg with my toe and began to slowly inch my foot into his pants against his bare skin. I rubbed my toe in circles against his leg and inched slowly up. Then when I couldn't inch any further up due to the pants restricting further action, I took my foot out of his pants and then began to rub his leg on top of his pants. I finally got to the very top and then began to massage his big boy on top of the pants with my toes. He closed his eyes during the massage and then opened them and pushed my foot off with a deep breath. I smirked, "Gotcha." I said out loud.
Our food arrived and we began to eat. As we ate, we shared about our views on what we first thought of each other from first impressions and what was most memorable to us from our first date together.
I told him I enjoyed his laugh and found it adorable. He told me he liked my smile.
Afterwards we trained back to where his car was parked, which was on my way home anyways. We kissed each other farewell for now. It was a slow and passionate kiss. Then he leaned over me while pressing me against his car, which was parked in an empty parking lot. It was dark outside now with only street lights to guide our way.
Him: I want you.
Me: I know, but I need to go home.
Him: I'll drop you home.
Me: No, I'll go no worries. I'm getting late.
Him: It's only a 4 minute drive from here, let me drop you.
Me: ...Okay...
Him: Now that i'm dropping you...that gives us 10 more minutes.
Me: *smirk* and your point being...
Him: Kiss me right now
I leaned in slowly, staring into his eyes, with my hands on his black leather jacket's collars. I kissed him softly for 5 seconds and then withdrew gently.
Me: Happy?
Him: Yes, but..
Me: But what?
Him: I could be happier.
He place his hands onto my ass firmly and pushed me forward towards his body. He kissed me hard on the lips, sucking my bottom lip rhythmically. I had to catch my breath in between the kiss by withdrawing myself, but he pressed himself more closer to me, kissing me hard again. I could feel it poking me down below. It was intoxicating, the feeling of knowing its presence exists. He kissed me more forcefully. I allowed him to, letting go of all self control. His hands wandered from my ass to my hips, to my back, up and down my spine, to the sides of my arms dangling loosely by my sides, to my neck, to the sides of my face, through my hair, down along my body, back to their firm grip on my ass cheeks. I looked up to the sky as he sqeezed my ass tightly. My lips slightly parted. He kissed me down my bare neck and then kissed my shoulders.
"I love your shoulders" he said quietly. I swallowed some saliva to wet my throat and then licked my lips to moisten them before he pressed his own lips against mine once again. After a couple more minutes, I managed to walk 2 - 4 steps away from him and his car, while biting my lower lip. He leaned against his car in style and his eyes wandered from my toes to the top of my head, checking out my every curve and feature. I blushed, and goosebumps formed on my skin from the butterflies I could feel in my stomach again.
Me: Stop that
Him: Stop what?
Me: The way you're looking at me right now.
Him: And how would you describe the way I'm looking at you
Me: Like you want to...
Him: Want to what?
Me: Eat me...*i smiled at my own description of his look*
Him: I do.
Me: Stopp.
Him: Or what?
Me: Or... *I didn't know what to say*
Him: Or what? *he took a step towards me*
Me:...Or you know...
Him: I know what? *he took another step towards me, closing the distance between us completely*
Me: Or...bad things will happen
Him: Like what? *he grabbed my hips and made me step closer to him as he leaned over me*
Me: I dont know *i barely managed to speak those words out loud from all the ecstasy in the air*
Him: Want me to show you?
Me: I'm going to be late in getting home *i wish I could have just done him right there on top of his car*
Him: I'll drop you home, now show me *as he pressed himself closer to me*
Me: Stopp "I closed my eyes, feeling his deep breaths against my ear, sending tingling sensations down my spine*
He lifted me up suddenly, over his shoulder. It was so random that I didn't even get a moment to process what was going on!
He put me down beside his car as I hit his ass with my hands saying "LET ME DOWN!!!" while laughing of course
He pressed himself against me, opening his zipper and just casually bringing the big boy out into view. My jaw dropped in surprise as I realized how effortlessly he just took it out of his pants in public. He put his hand under my dress and felt instantly how wet I was from all this intoxicating foreplay.
His eyebrows shot up, "wow, you're wet." he said. I managed to say "mhmm" in reply. He shot in one finger and I let out a sigh. Then he picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he thrusted back and forth for a few minutes and then put me down as he smiled at my amazement of the moment.
Him: Let's drop you home, shall we? *he said as he placed it back into his pants and zipped up as he walked around to the driver side of the car*
Me: What...but...um...don't you want to at least...finish???
Him: No. This was good enough :) *he smirked...he smirked because we both knew he now had the ball in his court*
I took a deep breath and sat inside the car. He held my hand as we drove to my house and then I gave him a cute, passionate kiss before I closed the car door behind me and opened my house door. He sped off into the night, with his unfinished business, with my panties, and possibly even my heart.
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May 28th, 2014
I haven't done a post in so long! As you can all see there are huge words up there talking about a new blog site to go to for new posts. That link is just a second site where I'll be updating on my posts so that in case randomly one day someone stops this forum due to any reason, then you can always check up updates on this site :)
Anyways so about a week ago I decided to go on a date with this new guy from Tinder. He's a law student at a prestigious law school in the states, but he's taking some time off this summer to be home with family. Now if you've been reading you must have noticed that I said things are going really well with Paul - but just note he's not my boyfriend. He's more than just a fling, but we are taking things very slow therefore me going on new dates is not considered cheating :)
So this lawyer's fake name is...Harvey. Yes, I'm totally referencing to Harvey Specter from the show "Suits". This guy pretty much looks like Harvey Specter as well. He came in a black suit and white shirt with a black tie. If hot messy sex was a symbolized person, it would be my Tinder Harvey Specter. He was a 6 foot 2 inches tall, caucasian, acne free, perfectly trimmed, lean man. I was 30 mins late in arriving to the date. Basically we said we would meet at 7pm at the main train station, located in the middle of the business downtown area. Around 3pm I had texted him asking if we could meet at 6pm instead? He hadn't replied till 540pm saying, "Sure". Well thanks buddy, how am I supposed to shower, shave, hair & make up, get dressed and travel all within 20 mins? So unorganized.
I rushed as fast as I could. I work a cute, short blue flower printed dress with a red belt, a blue carefree open shirt on top to give myself a bit of a casual look. I wore pearl studs and red, expensive flip flops. I looked like I stepped out of a fashion magazine, this was one of my very special date outfits I saved only for deserving candidates. Arriving 30 mins late, he seemed annoyed but still kept his cool. He was so handsome. Such a strong jawline and perfect white pearly teeth. I literally could have orgasmed right there on the sidewalk. I apologized for being late, but it wasn't sincere. Of course I'm not sorry for being late, you should have messaged me earlier like a normal person and given me AT LEAST a 2 hours head notice.
We began to walk towards the various restaurants. One of my friends who works in that area, suggested that we try out a specific restaurant of her taste. We decided to go there and try it out. The restaurant had a chic romantic style to it, but was a bit crowded compared to how I liked my settings. We sat outside at first, however we couldn't hear a single word we were saying because others were speaking so loudly. So we asked to move inside, however it was even loud in there -_- at least we could hear our voices though...
We talked randomly about our interests and asked each other general questions like "What's you're favorite movie? What's your favorite colour?" etc. The only thing we had in common was that we both liked the color purple. He was just so handsome and looked like he would be amazing at sex that I really wanted us to have more in common, but he was just so...boring.
I asked him if he wishes to travel, where would he go in this summer? He replied, "Meh, I've seen it all already." Okay there buddy, way to help me visualize doing you in an egyptian pyramid or on the eiffel tower in france...
I asked him if he's ever been on dates with any brown girls? He replied, "No, you are my first. I find most brown girls boring and uneventful."
Um...okay...i suddenly felt my protective nature come out, wanting to defend my people and be like "Who do you think you are?"...so I said it, "Who do you think you are?"
He was shocked at first, but then he shot back, "What? They are. They just never have anything good to say. Most of them haven't even done much in life to be proud of."
What an ass. "Excuse me, but I am a brown girl and I have done probably way more many things in life that I'm proud of than you could be about your boring life."
"Really? Like what? Name one," he said.
"Like this." - and I got up from my seat and started walking out the door. What a jerk. Who did he think he was? As if HE was even the slight bit interesting in any way. He was such a boring person. Who says they don't like to try new food and then calls other people disinteresting.
About 3 - 5 mins into walking on the main sidewalk back to the train station, I heard my name being called. It was him -_- Apparently he paid the bill and ran after me...okay I'll give him 2 points for that..but only because he looks like walking sex.
"I like your spice." he commented as he caught up to my pace. "Whatever," I replied.
Him: What happened? Why did you walk off?
Me: Because you were rude.
Him: How was I rude?
Me: I don't need to explain myself
Him: So much attitude eh? Calm down
Me: Sure.
Him: Okay, let's go for a walk?
Me: I want ice cream
Him: What? Okay...
We walked into an ice cream shop and I got myself my favorite, Dulce de Leche. He got..i didn't even care to notice at that point.
We walked for a bit, eating our ice cream and then reached at a point where we could see the sun setting. We sat down and watched it slowly go down, however it wasnt any spectacular or eventful sight because there were too many clouds blocking the view. All you could see was a huge mesh of light disappearing.
Me: Well this is just great (Sarcastic tone)
Him: Why must you always bring negativity into the moment?
Me: Why must you always care?
Him: Wow, someone's in a feisty mood...are you always like this?
Me: No, only with people who deserve it.
Him: Hah! And for which reasons do people deserve it?
Me: Should be quite obvious as this point. If it isn't then you shouldn't be in law school.
Him: Oh okay there champ.
Silence. Sun disappeared.
I got up and we began walking back to the train station, where I needed to catch my train to get out of this awkward situation.
Him: I'll walk you to there
Me: No need, really.
Him: I'm going that way anyways, but I won't be taking the train
Me: Thank God
Him: Haha
I didn't laugh.
We reached the station and he gave me an awkward semi hug. I enjoyed his muscles around my body.
Him: So I'll text you later, maybe we can meet up again?
Me: No it's okay.
Him: *awkward laugh to see whether I'm joking*
Me: Bye.
And I left. He was sexy, but personality matters too.
June 9th, 2014
So on June 7th, 2014 - PP and I decided to book a hotel room for a whole day so that we could be lazy together, cuddle, watch movies...and of course work out together ;)
It was amazing, I would strongly suggest others to do the same - just book a room for a whole day and lounge around like you have nothing to do at all. It was the first time that I realized how doing absolutely nothing with this man pretty much meant everything to me. I think I've started to fall for PP, but I'm still confused on whether these are real feelings or just summer love fever' coming around. Summer love fever? Basically when summer rolls around - you have amazing weather, nice sun, romance in the air and somehow all the things around you decide to plot against you by making themselves look more sexually presentable, wooing you towards wanting to all display and express your own sexual energy towards others. I'm pretty sure that was a run on sentence. No, seriously, summer love fever exists. For instance, when you're with a guy eating an apple in the winter season...your nose will be half frozen and you wont even notice he was eating an apple until he asks you if you can see a garbage can nearby to through the apple's core into. Whereas in summer, you'll notice all that natural apple juice dripping on his lips, as he licks it slowly away with his tongue and moans at how soothing it feels as it dribbles down his throat. Yeah, I'm imagining Ryan Gosling as well.
I think you get the point. So we met up at a busy train station. I was wearing black, lacy lingerie underneath a summer purple/blue/white flower printed short dress. He was wearing something you would see out of a Tommy Hilfiger's catalogue. Khaki shorts, blue and white striped shirt, dark brown belt and shoes, gladiator brown sunglasses, hair slicked back. I wanted to do him right there. I took a deep breath and walked towards him. He smiled as his eyes took in all of me and we smirked at each other. We both approved. He grabbed my hand and we began to walk a few blocks towards the location of our start off point to this date. He had booked up tickets for this new fun ride that had rolled into town. In this ride, you are placed into a room where you must look around and find clues which will lead you towards finding the hidden key within the room. Once you find the key, you can open the door, which will lead you into another room haha. This keeps going until you have found the final key that will help you leave the entire ride. Seems sort of pointless maybe, but its pretty much a huge scavenger hunt - so its a lot of fun :P
Before we met up that morning, he had told me the night before about how he booked tickets to this ride. I had then gone online as he was talking about this on the phone and looked up the address to where it was located. We were walking now towards the location that I had searched up to be where the ride was located. When we finally reached where I had said it would be, there was nothing there but an empty warehouse! I'm not the best person when it comes to looking up things and geography...
I was a bit afraid that he would be mad now, since we did after all walk for 15 mins in the hot sun, in the opposite direction to where this ride was located because of me. Instead, he was completely cool about it and we laughed it off lightly. That was a bit refreshing. We couldn't find the ride so we decided to just head to the hotel and start our lazy adventure there. Every now and then he would spank my ass as we walked on the sidewalk, allowing all the busy traffic cars to see this public display of affection. I would scream each time he would spank, and normal civilians around us would turn around and stare at us awkwardly. Not the best moments of that day I would say.
After travelling for about 30 mins we finally reached the front reception of the hotel. I was trying to make this as least awkward as possible. It felt a bit awkward because the french man at the front asked in a thick, sexy accent "How long will you be staying forrr?"
Me: Just for one night thank you.
Receptionist: Wherrre iz yourrr luggageee?
Me: We don't have any luggage.
Receptionist: Lighttt packerrrs arrre we?
PP: No, we're not tourists haha
Receptionist: Oh then you arrre...oh.
So...awkward...
Yes Mr. Receptionist...we are...
Receptionist: You arrre marrried?
Me: :| Nope...this is my boyfriend...
PP stared at me as the word "boyfriend" came out of my mouth. We looked at each other and smiled. God, I wanted him so bad. This receptionist was not helping...
I took the room key quietly from the receptionist and we started to make our way to the stairs towards our room. Suddenly PP turned around and went back to the receptionist to ask for a spare key. While handing PP the spare key the receptionist added, "Yesss, thizz way you can quietly leave when you must without disturbing her huhu"...not "haha"..."huhu".
My eyes widened at how awkward this situation was. I ain't no booty call thank you very much. PP stared back quietly at my wide eyes and we silently walked towards our room. Once we got into our room, we both started laughing at how awkward the previous moment was and began to jump on the white, fluffy bed together.
We instantly got naked and jumped straight into bed after working out. After cuddling a bit and making out, we began to watch some random episodes of the Chapelle Show, which just raised more hormone levels causing round 2 of the work out procedure. Then we showered together, round 3. Then we crawled back into bed...round 4. After napping for an hour...you guessed it...round 5. We couldn't do round 6, no more balloons left for the party. Dirty.
During round 3, a moment of silence in between working out occurred, followed by a small...trumpet sounding...fart..from him. We both stopped and became statues as we stared at each other in silence. Thank GOD it wasn't me - was all I could think about. He continued to look at me, feeling embarrassed, I presumed. Finally he broke the silence, "was that you?"
Me: NO! That was YOU!
Him: Oh.
Me: You sooo know it was you!
Him: Yeah...well...are you grossed out?
Me: No...its natural.
Him: Okay...well since I let this out already..can I let the second one out too?
Me: EWWW
I pushed him off and started laughing as he let the second one out with a huge grin on his face. SOOO GROSSS! I took out my perfume bottle from my purse and sprayed around the room dramatically and he laughed and rolled around on the bed. He stood up and wrapped me in his arms, then threw me back onto the bed and finished round 3.
While in the shower, he looked at me and asked..."Do you mind if I pee?"
I stared at him in amazement...as if the farting symphony wasn't enough of a surprise for one day.
"You want to pee..in the shower...right now...with me standing right here...next to you...so that when you pee..your pee will touch my feet...?"
He looked at me blankly..."Well...the shower water is running...so the pee will go down the drain before you can even tell when I peed..." he replied
I looked at him, feeling amused at how weirdly comfortable I was with him already. "Okay, you can pee ...now..on one condition"
Him: What's that?
Me: I get to hold your dick while you pee.
Him: WHAT?
Me: Yeah...I've always wondered how it would feel like if I was a dude and had to hold my dick while peeing...so I wanna hold it while you pee..simple.
Him: SIMPLE? Are you serious??
Me: Yes.
Him: *blank stare* fine.
So I held it. And it felt...empowering...for some strange, twisted reason. And that was that.
The rest of the evening consisted of napping and then cleaning up the mess we made before going out to the main area and grabbing some burgers to eat. Overall it was an amazing day, and it showed me how much I really do like PP and that maybe wherever this is heading, isn't too bad after all :)
June 30th, 2014
You probably think I'm terrible, don't you? Since I don't really post as much as I used to. Just been busy so much with school and work, it gets hard to balance so much on your plate sometimes.
Recently much not has happened because PP has gone away for the summer for some sort of work trip. It's a bit hard because he rarely ever has any wifi connection or phone reception...so sometimes we go on for like a week without any single word of communication. Which is a bit annoying, to be honest. Oh well, whatever.
Recently I was running at a track near my house, getting my daily exercise hour into the routine, when I bumped into someone I knew from the past. I had once done a musical play with him. My all girls' private school had collaborated with an all boys' high school to put a theatrical production together. During this time, I had a secret...almost scandalous affair with this young man who is a year older than me.
In those days he looked like a 6/10...but he was muscular so I was turned on. I love arms. Anyone with nice shaped biceps, instantly has the key to my panties. Okay, i'm not that easy..but i'm just going to say that one more time because it sounded pretty snazzy in my head...the key to my panties. hohhh yeahh.
Moving right along...back to the track story. I was running along on my track, pretty much letting my hair sway with the wind and feelin good when suddenly I heard my name called from behind...and as I have mentioned before **Hair flips are very important to practice for times like this**
I did my hair flip as I turned around and said, "Yes?" To my surprise it was him...Chris. Wait no, he's more dreamy than just a name like Chris...let's call him..Alejandro. Yeahh..even though he doesn't look like an Alejandro in any way. What can I say, Lady Gaga inspires me.
He was running around the track to prepare himself for the professional football team game he had at the end of the week...God his arms looked so firm. I had to literally hold my hands behind myself, to prevent wanting to jump onto him. Looking at his matured face, brought flashbacks of all those times that we had sneaked around during rehearsals and founds janitor closets to rush into just to make out intensely. Coming out of closets shamelessly with messy hair and clothes re-worn backwards. I wouldn't have minded some messy hair in that moment again.
"Oh hey! wow it's been so long!" I replied. We continued simple batter for a few more minutes until he asked me what I'm doing these days. I said just randomly hanging out with friends, work, school...and he said, "seeing anyone?"...that was a bit forward...well Alejandro was pretty forward always...in more than one way..
I could have said, yeah PP i'm seeing him..ish...but then PP couldnt even bother replying to my emails or texts even when he had reception or wifi...so I decided without deciding to say, "Nope..free as a bird".
He then automatically asked me what I was doing next Saturday. I said "nothing as of yet". He told me about his game coming up and then took my number...told me I should come see him play and then afterwards we could go for drinks with the team.
An evening with a group of professional football players, all having huge amazing biceps, and getting drunk...sweaty, muscular, big, rough...men. Oh God yes. Mind orgasm right there. Mind orgasm right now while writing this out.
"I'll think about it, thanks for the invite :) " I said and then "catch ya later, maybe saturday :)" and started running again
What did I sign up for. A group mind orgy in my head with free drinks. Not bad I suppose...guess I should start figuring out what to wear, hopefully something that doesnt come off too easily.
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