I’ve always been told I’m too western minded to be in this part of Asia. Everyone seems convinced that I’d be happier living in the US. They pick on my accent, my interests, my tastes. In turn, I also wondered if Americans would like me more than the locals do in Singapore.
I swear, I’ve done my best to get some variety in my ‘harem rotation’, I really have. Somehow the white guys rub me a bit wrong and I don’t feel like meeting them in the end.
I’d imagine moving to the States and really becoming a full time slut. Then I’d come back to reality and remember that my place is decided by money and whether I have it.
Kev is from the States. He’d come to Singapore a while ago for work, and was back to do more of the same. He tells me its longer term this time so he’s brought his wife and kids over.
I mean, sure, judge me for fucking a married man. The fidelity of his marriage is not my responsibility. Plus, all the men I fuck are the ones coming to me.
Kev is a fake name. Obviously. Dr Kevin Cozner from Brooklyn 99; thats who he reminds me of. Bassy voice, Confident. Good looking. Silver fox. My Kev is ethnically East Asian and grew up in California. In SG terms, he’s an Aunty Killer.
I just met him tonight and had my brains fucked out. Whoever said age will make men fuck less or be less satisfying in bed obviously hasn’t met the right kind of silver fox.
Kev had been busy for a few weeks now. I’d imagine his work to be less forgiving than mine, since I am but a lowly worker ant and he’s in upper management. He’s said a few times that if he hired me into his team, we’d get Zero work done.
Am I the kind of slut who would fuck her boss and love it? Hahahaha, probably! I just haven’t found a boss who wants to do that. Not that I would seriously try.
Kev texted me saying he’s hungry but not for food. Haha, of course not. We agreed to have a quick bite and hurry to the usual hotel.
It’s always so nice to be with a guy who is obviously into me. I look over and he has excitement all over his face. He stands closer and grabs my chunky ass in the lift. I feel desired.
We’re in the room. He starts kissing me. He moves my hand to his semi, eagerly smushed against the front of his khakis. This big boy was more than ready for action. I’m doing as little as I can while he’s getting impatient.
In the toilet he stands back just watching me. I’ve never actually felt comfortable being watched but I know he gets off on it. That slutty devil on my shoulder said “a good girl wouldn’t complain”.
What’s my favourite part of Kev? Hmm apart from his Thick Dick, charming personality, sexy voice that makes everything sound hot; it’s his tongue. Always just waiting to dive into my pussy. Dive. I’m serious. Almost like, surprise submarine!
Kev came out of the toilet and we kissed for a while. The kind of kiss that seems overused in the movies. Raw passion. I sat down on the bed and I could see him thinking “Where should I start?”
He decided to start licking my pussy first. Slobbering all over my hairless labia. I felt as though he wanted to taste my juices. Like he needed to clear away the shower water, letting none of that nectar dilute.
Oddly enough, Kev had his junk all up in my face. I took my cue to Iap up his precum too. He must have wanted more because he climbed into the bed to straddle my face. He was moaning into my clit and panting hard.
I guess he knew I could take more; Kev began moving his hips to fuck my face. I worried my jaw would prove too narrow, or my mouth too shallow. Though I shouldn’t have. This wasn’t the first time we were fucking.
I felt fingers filling me up and tried to moan. We both had our singing throats quite obstructed. Kev is always telling me he loves what I sound like in the throes of passion. However, it does make my throat tense. I had to give my jaw a rest.
But no. Why should the pleasure stop? I substituted sucking dick for licking ass. I managed to catch him by surprise. This man had fooled around with men, and yet didn’t expect me to pamper his butt.
I tried to stroke his dick too, but I couldn’t get a rhythm going with all that squirming. By this time my loins were a mess of saliva and grool. I hadn’t cum. Maybe my greedy hole needs dick.
He decided to flip around and start fucking me. It always feels like he’s jamming his fat dick in; whether it’s a matter of my being too tight or his being too thick. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. That first plunge is euphoric.
Kev is more exhibitionist than I am. He wanted the curtains open. He wanted people in the condo across the street to have a good view. He wanted our sex noises to echo down the hallway and make every other couple jealous.
All that just made me tighten, partly in fear. But a good slut never complains. No. She goes along with it and revels in the slight risk. Kev probably just thought I’m performing my usual servitude. Clench. Release.
Soon Kev was all fucked out. He pulled out. He wasted no time getting back to finger duty. Maybe he wasn’t looking for my g spot but he kept going as though my voice was a radar.
Somehow, even with this navigation system and an experienced voyager, my orgasm remained elusive. That’s until Kev snuck a finger in my ass. It’s my turn to squeal.
I couldn’t stop screaming. He tickled me back there and flicked my pierced clit, all the while never letting up on keeping my pussy filled. This was cumming on overdrive.
He kept going and I kept screaming. I hadn’t had such a strong orgasm in a while. He finally stopped but his fingers were still deep inside me. Slowly he slid out. My body trembling with all that sensitivity.
I rolled to the side, panting and catching my breath. We were both sweating. We rinsed off and cuddled a while. I like to keep my hands busy, caressing and tickling. I find it helps to keep sex on the table.
We talked.. Actually I just listened. He was saying his client was giving him a hard time. Haha, not unlike I was, I guess.
After Kev stopped talking I got up to suck his meaty dick again. I had him moaning in 2 minutes. I’m usually better at this when he’s lying down. I wonder if he can feel my tastebuds rubbing along the end of his dick.
Sometimes it feels like sex is easy; all I’m doing is licking it. The rim of the mushroom head. The slit that is the pee hole. The little spot joining the foreskin to the dick. That center line he cant see on his dick. And then going again with suction.
Kev was hard again and I got on top to see if he would like it that way. Its usually harder for me to get off this way but I do it nevertheless. I started to move. I think Kev tried to enjoy it but he needed to go faster.
I guess I was going at Slow Stripper and he needed to get it up to Rabbit. I moved and presented ass. Kev immediately got his dick in and resumed thrusting.
Of course, this time he was going for cum. My favourite. I braced. I gripped. We both grunted and cursed. And still no cum!
He flipped me around and we were back in missionary. This time I felt his dick bucking around. He’s close. I focused on milking his dick.
Kev finally filled me up. I felt his cum spill and I had my second orgasm. Fuck. Why do I love getting filled? I get so horny when I get cum inside me. I was moaning alot so Kev kept grinding me.
His spent dick slipped out and he started to finger me again. I cummed again in a few minutes just writhing and moaning with my eyes shut.
We washed off. Kev said it was only one for him and he would have to wank again when he got home. I asked if he thought he had enough time to go again.
He lamented that his choir schedule was demanding. 14 songs to learn in 2 weeks is no joke. I commiserated as I’d gone through the same at the end of last year.
Kev started to close his eyes so I began licking his nipples. He grabbed his dick to start stroking. I think that’s always my cue to keep going.
I like to be very gentle with flicking those tiny nipples. It’s as though my lighter touch makes him, and other men, more aware of the pleasure. Especially after his nipples are stiff.
Temperature play is so easy here. A few fast strokes with the tip of my tongue, side to side. A tight circle around, with some pressure. Back to side to side. A big wet kiss, lips covering the areolas, a little suction.
“Get the other side”, said Kev, breathlessly.
I got up and leaned over. He gasped as soon as I touched his other nipple. I felt him moving his neck to look at my tongue. My hair was already out of the way so he could see the side of my face. I looked at him and smiled, still licking.
Soon he grunted and moaned. He was close.
“I want this in your pussy”, he said.
I quickly lay down. Kevs dick sliding over my piercing with all that precum. He was so hard, his dick was hot on my skin.
He popped the tip in me and I gripped it with my kegels. It was less than 15 frantic strokes when Kev moaned out loud. His hips still thrusting, his cum leaking out of me.
Our harmonic moans made a steady decrescendo to sighs and pants.
The phone rang and startled us both. It was time to go.
I went to bed with a leaky pussy and slept like a log.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12lwkci/silver_fox_fucks_my_brains_out_fm
So hot. These stories give me something to look forward to when I get older.