I am excited to see all the different kinds of customers who walk through my door as a Singapore escort and I am always surprised by the variety even though I have been doing this work for a few years now. There are local men but there are also a lot of tourists coming to Singapore for the first time and wanting to explore what the local girls have to offer. I don’t know what it is but men think that [**Singapore escorts**](https://singaporestories.com/blog/my-life-as-a-singapore-escort/) like me are some of the best in the world and I take that as a compliment. I probably have sex with around 10 different men a week, I am always safe and there are other sex acts that I do at my discretion. I am more open with “regulars”, there are men who I have been seeing for years and I am fond of quite a few of them. One of them is so good-looking, he is actually European and he is in Singapore a few times a year for work. He doesn’t want the stress of a girlfriend but he wants regular sex and when I am in bed with him, it doesn’t even feel like I am giving escort services but rather just having fun with somebody that I get along with!
Category: eroticliterature
My Life As A Host To A Slime Monster 02 – Slime Monster….My Boss? (fiction, F19, supernatural, monster)
I walked into the penthouse using the card I got from reception after being told to be here by 8am SHARP.
As I walked in I instantly stopped as my jaw dropped to the ground as I got to see what a *penthouse* actually looked like as it was MASSIVE.
It was like its own house.h
Scratch that you could probably fit my entire family house in this common area as it easily dwarfed my family’s common area.
The door closed behind me instantly making me jump as I looked behind me to find there was no one at the door.
The moment the door closed, and I jumped, I heard a voice coming from one of the rooms that was ahead of me and off to the left….I think. The voice sounded feminine as it spoke, “Is that you Megan?”
I nearly shrilled, feeling terrified, “Ummm YES!!!”
8th
The feminine voice sounded cheery as it replied, “You’re early. We like that. We’ll be out in a second.”
From passion to pain, part 19 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)
“Heh, can’t go wrong with a classic.” I thought to myself as I finally found what I had been rooting around the drawer for – binder clips. I took the package of metal office supplies and added it to the clothespins. Time to do a double check: rope, clips, clothespins… mmhhmm. All that was missing was Ally. I had procured a mattress to place under the suspension rig as well, and was awaiting only my special guest. As if on cue, the doorbell announced the arrival of my beautiful, buxom, brunette girlfriend. I was practically tackled at the door as she nearly jumped into my arms in an impassioned makeout session. We hastily headed towards the sex room, clothes being shed along the way like a Hollywood romance story. When we clanged and clattered into the room, Ally pulled off of me, gasping for breath. “Oooohhh, old school?” I nodded sheepishly. It had been a hot minute since I had done something so basic, that it was almost like a new encounter. Ally shook her head dismissively, yet lovingly, as I pulled her back into my embrace.
Mysterious Summer Romance in the Greek Isles: Part 2
*All characters 18+*
I wake up with soft light pouring in through the windows, and smile to myself with my eyes closed. My first thought is that I can’t wait to get out onto the beach. A moment later, my thoughts drift to the mysterious man from last night. It takes me a minute to parse through what was real and what was fantasy. I feel myself blush remembering how I touched and came on myself last night. But it’s the electricity from our time on the dock that makes my stomach flip and my cunt clench with need. *I wonder if I’ll see him again…*
This time, my thoughts are interrupted by my stomach growling. I get up, throw my bikini on and a casual sundress as a cover-up. I throw my hair up in a long pony tail, grab my beach bag, and head to the corner bakery to grab some breakfast.
The bakery smells divine, the aroma of fresh bread and pastries wafting through the air. I admire the options and settle on my simple favorite, a tiropita. As I pay for it and my frappe, I hear someone come into the shop behind me and the cashier call out a familiar greeting. I turn to find my mysterious fisherman.
A Sexual Chronicle chapter 8: Making New Friends [MFF] (Exhibitionist/Voyeur/public)
[Chapter One](https://www.reddit.com/user/CaptainPervlord/comments/vbugjd/a_sexual_chronicle_chapter_1/)
[Chapter Two](https://www.reddit.com/user/CaptainPervlord/comments/ve20v0/a_sexual_chronicle_chapter_2/)
[Chapter Three](https://www.reddit.com/user/CaptainPervlord/comments/vgd9oq/a_sexual_chronicle_chapter_3/)
[Chapter Four](https://www.reddit.com/user/CaptainPervlord/comments/vjenig/a_sexual_chronicle_chapter_4_the_longawaited/)
[Chapter Five](https://www.reddit.com/user/CaptainPervlord/comments/vlkva4/a_sexual_chronicle_chapter_5_embracing_the/)
[Chapter Six](https://www.reddit.com/user/CaptainPervlord/comments/vnumfp/a_sexual_chronicle_chapter_6_showing_off_on_the/)
[Chapter Seven](https://www.reddit.com/user/CaptainPervlord/comments/vqv0x2/a_sexual_chronicle_chapter_7_photos_on_the_sand/)
Katie and I returned to the shore to find Sarah had made her own entertainment while we’d had our moment. Her white, semitransparent one piece was now rolled down to her hips, baring her large tits and their shiny metal piercings to all who wanted to see them unobstructed. I can’t imagine there were many people who wouldn’t want that. She was sunning herself with her legs splayed and the crotch of the swimsuit still wet enough to hide nothing. She’d probably poured a splash from her water bottle on it for it to still be that sheer so long after she went back to the towels. I bet she was loving the reactions from everyone who walked by.
“Have fun, lovebirds?” she teased us. “You know that wasn’t as subtle as you think it was, right?”
Katie shrugged, surprising me. “If you’d felt what I just felt, you wouldn’t give a fuck either.”
“Ooh,” Sarah grinned. “I’ll have to hit the water with Mr Magic Fingers there later. Sucks that sex on the beach is a no go, but I wanna get doing *something* kinky in public off my bucket list.”
[F/d] How It Began [Part 11] [18]
The very second I breached the barrier of his little ring, I sang into his bottom to the hilt.
By this point Tom was moaning up a storm, as well as him saying “Daddy, fuck me!
Please fuck me hard, and deep, I need this so bad.”
While I was pounding away, Tom kept up the dirty talk, telling me that I was his to use as I pleased.
Reaching underneath his body, I took hold of his little penis in my fist.
Each time I drove into his bottom, Tom’s penis was thrust through my fingers.
Over, and over I drove into him, in turn Tom’s penis began it’s journey towards his orgasm.
I could feel it pulsing with desire as we began reaching our mutual climaxes.
“Tom, I’m cumming, cum with me, cum with me now! I shouted.
Seconds later I began pouring my cum into his bottom, while at the same time, Tom began spurting his cum into my closed fist, my god there had to be a gallon of cum pouring through my fingers.
Collapsing atop him, while trying to recover some semblance of my strength, the two of us our breaths heaving from the depths of our bodies.
The Divorcee and the 21 year old virgin [M21F38] [sweet] multi-pov Part 1
Laura had been running for just over two hours. She hadn’t planned on running that long and she knew she needed to get home before Charlotte’s son, Brandon, showed up to help with the things she had to do to the house.
She reflected surly that no matter how far she ran, that run down house with it’s falling gutters and broken shutters was still there waiting on her when she was done. Just a year ago she had been in a nice house in a nice part of town. Then her husband left her and her kids all went to college and she had nothing and no one anymore. She had gathered all the money she had and bought this place. It wasn’t a bad neighborhood but the house needed a lot of work.
As she walked in the front door, she turned to the right and was in her bedroom. The house was tiny but the bathroom was big and for that she was thankful. She started the shower and stripped out of her running clothes.
Day In [F26/M27] [Cock-warming] [Creampie] [Intimate] [Girlfriend/Boyfriend]
Streams of mellow light splay over so slow through the blinds one could catch it, keep it in a jar, and watch it flicker. His hands follow the cool noon as it runs along her body—molds it into her skin with only the heat of his fingertips and his candor.
It’s been around 5 minutes or hours or days or so. She’s not too sure. Time billows into a thing of rain drops and dotted lines ticking away as he leans forward to press his lips under her jaw, shifting his length inside her walls so idly she could give the cold twitch that burns in her stomach a nickname—fuck, god, god, “*God.*”“How are you doing there?” He asks when he pulls back, licks his bottom lip like he’s tasting something, his cock throbbing so heavy of inside her as he says it. Rain follows his voice in a soft pitter patter.
“Just peachy,” she manages, trying to commit herself to a routine of easy breathing that should be easier now that she’s better familiarized herself with the bare definition of his size, his shape—his heat. But now that you know and feel so much of it and everywhere, it’s quite the opposite. She wants to take her mind off it, or else she might (quite literally) cum on the spot, “Tell me about your day.”
Years later, ex sex was still the best sex [MF]
I was 21 when I had good sex for the first time.
Up until then it was mostly quickies or clumsy and drunken.
When I was a sophomore in high school Dana really liked me. She was pretty with a long, lean body. Great ass and legs from running track. We hooked up a few times. Even though she was a grade behind me, she was far more experienced. And we did things I had never done before.
But I had always had a crush on Mandy. Since fifth grade she just strung me along. We were really good friends, but I could never break through.
Once Dana and I started getting together, Mandy suddenly changed and told me she wanted to be with me. I guess it was a case of wanting what you can’t have. So I bailed on Dana, without any maturity or grace, and jumped right in with Mandy.
Mandy was far less experienced and things were not as sexual. But I thought she was the one. It lasted about a month and she was on to someone else. Broke my heart at the time, but in hindsight, it was even worse because Dana had moved on and was a bit bitter about the whole thing. And the things I could have learned from Dana. My first good sex could have been a regular thing years before it was a one-time event.
Stay at my side Ch.15 [M/F] [Friends] [changing clothes] [comforting]
Chapter 15: A normal friend
Why could I say such things so casually? I was just rambling, did I even say it out loud? “I promise.” He just said it. It was initially just a dumb thought of me and he had every right to doubt my mental functionality right now, but he really took me serious. I relaxed my grip and felt how I slit down a little. That was when I noticed that he was carrying me. How could I not have noticed this and how long was he already doing this? It somehow felt nice but I was probably too heavy for him.
I let go off him and placed my feet back on the ground. He still held me and I laid my head on his chest. Listening to his heartbeat, I tried to forgot what happened at home. Home? This place wasn’t a home anymore. It was the same house but there was no feeling of home anymore. The only feeling of home I got was right here. In Matt’s arms. No matter how anxious I was, he always made me feel safe.