Friday, November 3, 2017

That night's dinner, and breakfast

In the blink of an eye, I've been working for 1.5 years now already. The company has grew to about 10 employees, and me being one of the more senior ones, was chosen to represent the company at a corporate function some time back, at one of Singapore's most fancy hotels. My boss has chosen me not just for my contributions, but also because of the many young CEOs who will be present and me being able to fully enjoy the night, compared to another colleague who's more of a tank top and shorts kind of girl (which is cute too, in my opinion, but sadly not the case for many men out there).

So as usual, I showed up at work in the buff, holding my evening dress in my hand, on a hanger. The work day went past as usual and it was time for me to slip into the dress, which was a very deep V that reaches to just an inch or two above my tiny landing strip (yes, specially grown and styled for this day), and on the sides are two super long slits that reaches beyond my waist. The very thin halter design also meant fully exposed midriff and me completely backless leaves nothing to imagination. To top it off, the dress was white and slightly sheer, so you know which direction this story is going :)

After touching up my makeup, hitched a ride from a colleague to the hotel ballroom, and the dinner went on. There were lots of pleasantries, formalities, and networking, and I wasn't even sure if I was in an appropriate attire to be partially doing business. A lot of conversations sure steered off from business especially when there were guys who intentionally explored my entire bare back while taking photos or knocking over stuff such that they/me could pick it up and I would give the world a better view. Not like I minded anyway, I couldn't prevent anyone from looking.

There was a waiter who silently offered me a good amount for a night, and not that I looked down on servers, but he sure presented himself well in speech and maturity, and he was decent looking enough. I counter-offered for him to wank in front of me without my help at no cost, and within no time we were in the back corridor, his pants undone, and him concentrating on my boobs and trying his best at jerking himself. His spray was huge and far, and he sure made a mess out of his own uniform, but I simply said thanks, flashed my pussy at him, and left. What a tease.

Eventually, the night was winding to an end, and I still haven't got a guy to spend the night with! Sure, during the networking I received lots of business cards and suggestive words such as "let's explore further about your company and you", or "with your performance, I'm sure your boss gives you the leniency to go into work late in the morning", but but... no one actually properly picked me up yet. It wasn't until an average-figured, bespectacled young man approached me and introduced himself as the intern of Mr Teo, a CEO in his early 40s who I spoke to earlier.

Now, Mr Teo was the top of his game, an industry leader and the head of a multi-million dollar company, and gives talks at all sorts of conferences. He's exchanged sexual innuendos with young journalists on stage quite a number of times, simply because he doesn't look his age! And his well-known gym routine is published throughout our industry publications. To top it off, he was single! Well, he chose to remain so, to the best of my knowledge. This young man, Gerald, is in his polytechnic internship and it was really a pleasure speaking to him, because he definitely thinks and acts beyond his age. Just as I was thinking how he would perform in bed, he told me that Mr Teo wants to meet my boss but sadly he wasn't around. I volunteered to meet him on his behalf and Gerald told me to follow him, as he arranged another meeting venue for us since the conference is ending.

Gerald led me to the suite that Mr Teo had opened for the night and told me that Mr Teo would be coming up in no time. I took a seat on the sofa and Gerald was standing by the side, when I told him to not be so tense and come sit down with me. He sat diagonally across, when I asked, "are you going to be sitting opposite me, not below me?" and immediately opened up the front 'flap' of my high-slit dress, and he immediately understood the signals. He went down on me immediately and made sure to bury his face in my love hole for the next 5 minutes or so, as well as fully cover it in my fluids. I was pushing his head in when Mr Teo opened the door, catching us right in the act. Gerald was shocked and immediately stood up and apologised profusely, but Mr Teo was quite kind and simply told him that his punishment would be to masturbate in front of us and try to ejaculate in 3 minutes. If that fails, I would do a striptease.

And yes, I ended up doing my striptease - the straps of my dress were just coming off when Gerald ejaculated one of the largest loads I've ever seen onto his own face and chest. I had no choice but to complete the strip in the view of Mr Teo as well, and I'm quite sure Gerald missed some of it, while Mr Teo was shocked I wasn't using any nipple tape. He stopped me before I was about to step out of my dress, as he said that we should discuss business first. We went into the bedroom and Gerald was told he would receive one of the secretaries to pleasure him in the living room for a job well done.

We sat down and Mr Teo did the formalities of introduction, poured two glasses of whiskey for us, and we were discussing business quite seriously, with drinks in our hands though. At this stage, his suit and tie has already came off, and the top three buttons of his shirt was already undone. I was still fully clothed, thanks to him, before he stood up and removed his shirt whole. I stood up too, and said, "I should follow suit." and with his help, my dress totally came off me, and next to go was his pants and finally tight boxers. We went for a quick shower together with minimal intimacy and the conversation steering off to personal topics, before snapping back to work while we emerged with towels wrapped and hearing loud moans from outside.

Mr Teo was winning me in this game. He was playing it long, and the impatient little girl in me was resisting every chance to appear too needy and snagging off his towel while we finished the whiskey and him exuding all the charm he could. I was the one who got really wet and eventually went over to him while he stood up and put his glass on the counter, to hug him from the back and hands sliding down to remove his towel, me being already in my birthday suit of course.

Alas! And congrats to me, he didn't say "not so fast"! We finally proceeded to the bed and started frenching as intensely as we could, and another little win for me! I felt him growing big and pressing against me while he fingered me first, before I could reach down for his tool! On and off, while our mouths were more free, we were still talking about work though, which was filled with all the sexual references of the moment, without question. When we finally got to the moment when I was on top in cowgirl, and we were really close from penetration, I told him in a position of power (me being on top), that once I slide that 8-inch thing in, the deal is ours. He simply gyrated our hips in a more favourable position but I wanted him to put it in. Sensing that it was becoming slightly smaller with no action, I took the initiative for my clit to be in touch with the sensitive head again, which got the little shaved monster down there really raging and he decided to put it in.

The moans continued. There were no thanks or congratulations exchanged, but simply dirty talk and slightly insults from this gentleman, and a repeating chant of "I wanna have your babies" from me. From him being in control, now it was my turn! But this didn't seem to go on for long with this businessman in bed. He quickly switched to missionary in one swift action, and with the two times I came, once while I was on top (I was rubbing myself at top speed and saying how our 3 babies would be beautiful while his fingers did his magic on my nipples) and once while he was (he was saying that he would triple my pay for me to serve him 24/7 as a slave in his office), he was really close to coming when he pulled out. I immediately got my lips to work and within less than a minute, my mouth was overflowing with his not-so-murky and fishy semen, much unlike the one I smelt from Gerald earlier (don't get me wrong, Gerald has great potential).

Mr Teo collapsed on the bed and claimed that age is catching up and that he needed a break, and told me to go outside to "continue my business with Gerald earlier". I did, but as I was closing the bedroom door, I saw from the corner of my eye Mr Teo's hands getting himself to work, but I didn't call him out anyway. After all, he needed his pride! I stepped outside in my full birthday suit to a half-dressed Gerald being sucked off by a voluptuous lady who seemed to be in her early thirties and donning a set of sheer lingerie (corset/nightgown type). I even spotted an engagement ring on her - what a naughty secretary Mr Teo has!

The sex-crazed couple switched to penetration ready doggie mode on the couch, and having to play my part as well, I took the smaller role of the lesbian, moving to the front of the couch to french her and let my fingers work her nipples, while her hands reached for my nether area. Gerald was enjoying his moment of bonking from behind, followed after a loud screechy moan by Priscilla. I was thankful for two things during this mini-episode: (1) that I didn't have to go down on Priscilla as she had a full bush, and (2) Priscilla started spasming quite vigorously as she reached her first orgasm, making Gerald pull out and she sat as she fingered herself to a squirt while watching me legitimately steal a dick from Mr Teo's employee. It was the best feeling ever, and my release when Gerald was still on me was probably the decisive one that kept me going the entire night.

But when it came to Gerald's turn for his release, it had to be in my ass, much as I don't like anal, I told him to fuck that hole as I wanted to keep the main one for Mr Teo. It was rather sad for Priscilla to not even get a single load from Gerald the entire night, but I'm sure she had her fair share of fun with her DIY orgasm. The two of them got dressed and I saw them to the door as they left the room for the night, leaving Mr Teo and myself to all the privacy we can ever get. I went back to our bedroom and he was spotted in the bathroom, filling up the Jacuzzi tub, much to my delight! I almost squealed like a little girl but had to hold back my butterflies and instead poured two glasses of champagne while giving him a seductive look. Which is so not me, but well, the pains of corporate sex!

Mood aside, the entire night was sleepless for us. The suite was bigger than an average apartment and we were able to fuck on every corner in every possible position, and yes, with the curtains fully open (at my request). Breakfast was served but once the butler left the room, it was breakfast in our birthday suits, but not before I wanked a load of Mr Teo into my food :) it was one last bonk after breakfast and with morning arriving, there was no way I'll wear my dress out, claimed Mr Teo. I'm sure he hasn't heard of my other outings! Either way, he was kind enough to prepare a dress of four different sizes, though I didn't like how it was of too modest a length. No bras and panties were prepared as I was assumed to wear them, but seems like this guy who knows the industry inside-out got it wrong this time!

I'll just end the story with Mr Teo sending me back to office, kissing me goodbye, and me crashing back on the beanbag in office while waking up at 2pm to a bukkake as a form of celebration by my boss.

Saturday, August 19, 2017

Changing times // it's been 5 years

This is not a sexual post, and has nothing to do with me changing in public. It's just a reflection on this journey so far.

This year marks the 5th year I've got this blog up and running. Now, as usual, I'm naked in my room, a vibrator casually going off, and I can't help but look back at this virtual journey.

I started this blog when I first entered university. At that time, I have already been reading Singapore erotica for quite some time. It started as simply a means to share my experiences and fantasies, like many others out there did - the more prominent ones at that time being Staplerman and LindaMichelle. What I did not expect was to be considered and directly compared with them - I am flattered; as much as I'm not shy in the bedroom, I don't take such fame very well.

And now, I've graduated.

With both my uni batch, and the community.

Things change. Across the years, many have come and go. Many bloggers with whom I was familiar back in 2012 have faded into the distance. New bloggers have popped up and I'm not saying their writing is bad; it just feels different in an era where I've become somewhat more 'senior' in this (virtual) scene. There is a renewal even at SBF - the stories from which I draw inspiration are now authored by different bloggers and forumers.

Some things, however, cannot change. Intangibly, this whole community has given me a place to confide in, particularly the things I've done. It has also taught me how to handle toxic people who relentlessly ask for sex and meetups. Tangibly, I do tell some employers that I created a blog that has generated over 3 million views in 4 years.

Our readers are central to our virtual lives. I've always believed writing for an audience, and in writing erotica in Singapore, our audience is a rather specific one - with lots of shared experiences. This brings us together, somehow. But trends more often that not consume us. More and more of us are starting to use ask.fm, me included. More readers are flocking between the Tumblr blogs for pictures and the traditional ones for good old erotica, and some bloggers have adapted.

Of course, this is inevitable in this digital age. I use Snapchat and all that in my personal life, too. But it's somewhat nostalgic to look back at the past half-decade and see how things have changed. We've all changed. I've changed, too.

I think I'll stick here though. It reminds me of the times when I first started writing, and why I'm doing all of this.

A time which I miss - when I was innocent, idealistic, and with lots of room to learn every day.

Here's a blast to the past, cheers to the future, and health to everyone. :)

Love,
Charmaine

P.S. I'm not stopping with writing! Just thought this is a good time to look back.

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

New ask.fm!

Hey people,

I recently found Sayat.me, an ask.fm clone that I've decided to use!
Start sending me questions again :)

https://sayat.me/charmainekinky

Also, work caught up with life. Questions can be answered but posts will be very much delayed. I'm not dead yet!

Monday, March 20, 2017

First Job (Part 2)

I'm back again! Work has been hectic and I've had a good run so far, including the sex! I've recently been engaging readers more on ask.fm so do keep the questions coming! Let me quickly wrap up the first week and close this series. There will be more office stories every now and then but this very much details my first week! (which was like 8 months ago okay fine I'm lazy). Anyway, my askfm got suspended. Let's stick to traditional methods for now then.

On the morning of the fourth day of work, woke up with Luke by my side and showing me a remote vibrating panties. I put it on with a white tube dress and brought along a black blazer just in case. Rather uneventful as boss was running around for meetings outside, and it was just me and the intern for most of the day, and just some minor caressing of my boobs and his dick, since there was a vibrator in me. Rebecca, a consultant in her early thirties, came in just before lunch, and I was left to eat with her as the intern had a lunch appointment. We quickly broke the ice and found out about each other's sex lives rather easily, which saw us not wasting any time and being back in the office eating each other out.

At 5pm, boss texted me and told me he won't be joining me for my external meeting, so I went ahead myself. It was a very small company too, and a guy and girl in their 30s met me. By this time, my vibrating panties were off, and my short bodycon dress made it hard for me to conceal my privates. When the guy excused himself towards the end of the meeting, the lady's flare skirt rode up to show her equally waxed and pantyless pussy. We looked at each other, let out a short laugh, and the next thing I knew was that I was having a threesome with the two of them (a couple) in a hotel room that very night.

Friday was chill, but due to the sex the night before, I woke up late. Showed up to work in a tube top and denim shorts, and was told by my boss that I had to perform a punishment for being late (jokingly). Before he can propose anything, I stripped off everything, and worked in the nude for the whole morning. That evening, I was dared to give the pizza delivery guy a blowjob when he sent the food, and the rest was history :)