Day 2 - Add-on Goodies
Today is desk bound Friday towards the weekend!
I was choosing very hard between the clothes within my wardrobe. Partially because I would be bringing along some toys and add-ons to go with my main attire. So after pondering for a very long time, I decided to pick up a one piece black short dress, rather snugly feeling. I brought along a couple of items which I would gradually reveal along the way of this report. For today I have decided not to bring along any bra or panties, since yesterday was such an active day running around but seemingly didn’t require any of them, I had left them all at home for today.
But before I donned the black dress, I took up my piece of long lace. It was black in colour, made of lace, and using that I started binding my breasts and forming loops all over my body. First above my breasts then going under them and reaching up from the middle and going a few loops around my boobs, before heading through up and behind my body, tightening the loop once and down to my pussy and up back to the middle of the harness, not forgetting forming a crotch below. While binding, I was bent forward a little, so when I stood up, the ropes would tighten and the crotch rope would press onto my clit and a sense of tight pleasure will just run through you. The loops around the breasts would tighten too but not too much as I wouldn’t want to cut the blood circulation fully, it is bad for long terms.
I put on my dress after which and looked at the mirror, nipples clearly visible, breasts felt like they were on push up bra with an extreme padding, gees very obscene. The ropes were visible at some points but since they weren’t so thick, and being black, it sort of blend in most parts except the most obvious, the back of my dress. I went out after this and as usual, took a train to work. Because of all these prerequisite that was performed, that dragged my time and I ended up on a train more crowded than usual, no seats at all, so I stood between the people in a sardine can. There were many notable incidents onboard, but nothing big. Just 2 stops away from my home, a flood of people came in and there was this guy that was pushed so closed to me till my breasts were pressing onto this back. I didn’t attempt to shield using my handbag, he wasn’t holding the handle at all. So whenever the train slows down or accelerates, and he loses his balance, his back would end up swiping across my nipples. Can’t tell if he knew what was behind as was he just oblivious to what was going on.
There were a few times where a bag was at my ass. But once there was a guy whom was standing so close to me his cock was literally felt through my ass. So I was sandwiched between a guy pressing my boobies and a guy’s crotch on my ass, which I did felt it was hard as well, but he tried to avoid pressing onto me whenever he could but just a small amount of time did that happened. I alighted at my stopped and went straight to office, skipping breakfast as I was late for work. I spent the entire morning clearing my reports, didn’t have much time to fool around as there was an urgency to complete them. While working, I kept staring at my enormous jugs hanging below, the harness made them look larger than usual. By the time it was lunch, it was time for a break and some rest.
First thought to my mind, Kinky time! I took out the clamps and went to the restroom with them. Its a pair of adjustable clip based nipple clamps, with a chain hanging in the middle. There were rubber padding on the end of the clips which enhances comfortably and negates getting bitten by the clip. I applied both side on and adjusted the tightness of the clamp, as I would be wearing for a period of time I wouldn’t want it to be too tight. Usually when you don nipples clamps, the safety approach was not more than 30 minutes or when your nipples start turning colour, but since I didn’t make it so tight, it should be alright to go through my lunch time. Once it was attached properly, there was an additional chain that was actually meant to be hooked onto the collar. Instead of hooking it, I left it dangling on me. I also made preparation for later, adding a small bullet vibrator to my pussy. I took my lunch (which I bought earlier on) and headed back to my desk.
Since most people was out for lunch, I probably could have some fun. I sat down on my chair, my ass right on the chair, not sitting on my dress so I had access to my “chain” and my remote. I turned up the vibrator to 2nd knob (it had a 5 level control) and my left hand held onto the chain. Whenever I pulled on the chain gently, it will tug the clamps on my nipples but yet hold firmly and not falling off as long as I do not yank it super hard. That made me felt like someone was sucking onto my nipples while my clit was getting stimulated by the vibrator. Throughout lunch I was heavily stimulated and cummed thrice, before I told myself, I needed something better. Heading into the restroom and to the cubicle, I brought along 2 additional items. I untied the crotch rope first and took out the anal plug, a red plug which a flat base. I used my pussy juice as lubrication and inserted it into me, too tight but I managed to get it in. Then I took out my dildo again and lowered the toilet seat lid, placing the base of the dildo on it and rode it like a slut. I fucked myself one good orgasm before I finally stopped, felt I was getting gangbanged by 2 guys at a go while I had my nipples fondled. I removed my clamps but did not remove the anal plug, tied my crotch rope back but instead I tied it together with a vibrator inside my pussy, with the base of it secured by the rope. I turned the vibrator on, its a dial knob so I could only change the settings when I’m in a discreet area to access it. It was on medium speed before I left the toilet, which I regret leaving it on such a high settings because the crotch rope were sending the vibrations directly to my clit as well.
For the next few hours it was back to reports and reports, but I didn’t managed to do much. Most of the time I was half lost in the lustful land, a couple of times my colleagues walked in on me and asked why I was spacing out. The good thing was luckily I didn’t moan when they come in, that would really look bad on me. I had at least 10 orgasms throughout the next 2 hours before the vibrator died on me, batteries were dead. My dress was really wet, the wet spot from all my cum juice was amazingly a lot, the vibrator did not deter any of it from trying to spill its way out. I went to the restroom to clean up and to remove the vibrator before rebinding the crotch rope back in place. At the same time I was also curious about something. Dipping a finger down to my pussy, I slide it into my pussy and out before sticking it into my mouth to taste my juices. A light musky scent with a tint salty taste.
The remaining part of the day went on without much activity, I ended up working till 7pm due to the sheer amount of things to clear for the day. This was when I remembered I had a dinner date with a friend today. We have known each other for almost a year. He has been asking me out a couple of times but I had rejected him flat. Finally I decided to give him and we had an arrangement 2 weeks ago to meet up tonight, but I was still skeptical that we would meet up tonight as things weren’t firmed. It was only firmed up yesterday night. Saxon, his name, I met him through playing an online game. We started out exchanging dirty texts till we now ended up meeting up for the first time. A chinese male, whom has an obsession for anime and video games. We did not exchange photos yet, but we did tell each other what each of us was wearing for the night.
I arrived at the dinner venue, only to remember my plug and ropes were still on while I was making my way down. I finally met him for the first time, he was on the larger build and had a nerd look, wearing spectacles and dressed in an office attire. We had dinner together, it was a rather awkward dinner. We did have some conversation, but as compared to texting, he sure talk way lesser during the dinner, maybe he was shy as was I. After our dinner, I was intending to head home due to the long day, but Saxon wanted to hang out further. We went to a nearby lounge and had some drinks, which dragged the time till around 10 plus. I had only one drink throughout, but the conversation was much more lively this time round, he had a couple of drinks though. We took a cab and he brought us to his home.
Once we are in his home, he hugged me and we kissed. His hands were groping all over my body and he brought us to the sofa area. He removed his clothes and whispered in my ears, “I felt the ropes.” Saxon was aware I had my rope harness on, I did share my fantasy with him and also my love to be bounded. He took my dress off and untied the crotch rope below. This gave him some rope length which he used to tie my wrists at the back. Saxon unzipped his pants and his cock came out. He went to grab a condom and rolled it over his dick. It was short but thick, I would say 5inches. Saxon walked towards me and pressed his dick onto my face, the raw smell of his dick and rubber filled my nose. He fucked my mouth for the next few minutes before he removed and pushed me down onto the sofa. Mounting behind me, I told Saxon whether could he remove the condom, as I would definitely prefer raw sex over the condom. Well he did pondered for sometime but in the end decided not to. We had sex with him fucking me in doggy till he cum inside of me, inside of the condom to be exact. After which he untied me and gave me a short tour of his home, before sending me off to get a cab back home.
I was still horny, the sex wasn’t really satisfying on my end. So I redirected the cab instead to one of my lesbian friends, a butch. She was living alone and happened to be still awake at this time, it was close to 2 am. Once I arrived at her home, she was dressed in just a thin shirt and waiting for me. We kissed and after some foreplay, groping, teasing of each other, dived down straight to the main dish where she fucked me with her strapon. After giving me a lot of very satisfying orgasms, I returned the favour and eat her out till she was contented. We dozed off after our sexcapes, tired but contented.
Ettu Signing Off ☺
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Saturday, August 15, 2015
Friday, August 14, 2015
NUD - Day 1 (Refreshments and more)
Day 1 - More Refreshments
Lets kick off the NUD!
My day today started with the following dress code. Yellow blouse, coupled with a black short skirt (half my thigh length when standing), and as agreed no bra or panties. I did however prepared small bag, that contains a white bra and a matching panties. This was just in case I have some important events to handle that really requires my discretion. I set out from home, peak hour as usual, trains are full, buses are crowd, life in the little red dot.
Carrying in my arm was my jacket, but I didn't put it on. It feels really different without anything underneath. Even before I left my home, my nipples were already rock hard. The blouse was somewhat tight fitting when I straighten my body so this made my nipples pretty visible through the material. Train was very crowded and squeezy, but I managed to secure a seat in the midst of all the drama. I didn't notice anything special during the trip, neither could I accidentally "flash" someone due to how packed the train was. I disembarked the train and headed to office, but first, why not have some breakfast?
So I headed to nearby Starbucks and ordered a Sandwich and a Latte. Most of the crowd were there to grab a coffee and straight to work. I sat down at an empty table and sitting opposite me were a couple of guys. There was one whom was seated alone and sipping his coffee while reading a book. The other table had 2 guys seated, seemingly discussing work and casual chat. Behind me was another guy seated. Best seat ever, surrounded by guys. The guy who was reading his book did looked over towards me, and I gave a smile towards him and he quickly went back reading (creepy). So I decided not to make any further eye contact or smiles and ate my breakfast.
When I sat down at the table, I didn’t watch how I sit, so my skirt did ride up a little. Having this in mind, I parted my legs just a little, but I knew whoever that looked over would definitely be able to catch a glimpse of my clean shaven pussy down under. While I was eating my sandwich, occasionally I would peered up and look towards the guy’s direction. I didn’t catch the 2 guys at all, but I managed to catch the guy reading the book glancing over more than thrice, but every time I looked up, he would quickly go back to his book, like a total perv :P I parted my legs even more but totally oblivious to whether he was looking at me, and just continued eating my sandwich till its gone.
As I sipped my coffee, the guy was now looking at me more frequent. I gave him another smile and this time he returned me with a smile too. It was at this moment that he kept his eyes on me while I crossed my legs in various position, giving him a tease and glimpse of what’s under. I picked up the serviette and “accidentally” dropped it. That piece flew forward and landed on the floor just at the end of my table. I stood up and walked towards it, bending down to reach for it. But I was facing towards the guy, and he looked so disappointed not being able to see another sneak shot. The guys behind me however would have saw if they had looked over. After that I picked up my coffee and headed to office, as I had a meeting to catch at 10am.
First meeting for the day, just an internal meeting so it was still alright. The cold air in the office however made my nipples become back to normal, funny that they shrunk instead of getting hard. Someone suggested this to me so I’ll be glad to do it. Every hour of the day, whenever I have the opportunity, I would have to make my nipples hard. That’s not the only thing. Just before every meeting, I would have to specially cater some time, at least 3 minutes, to stimulate my nipples hard at my desk before I head to my meeting. At 9.50am I lowered my chair to the lowest and hide behind my laptop. My right hand cupped over my right breast and I knead them through my blouse. It was just a short while before it gotten hard and I alternate to the next breast, stimulating it hard as well. Once both nipples were hard, I placed my hands along each boobs and positioned my finger above my nipple, flicking them up and down over and over again onto my hard nipples. I did this all the way till it was 9.58am before I quickly stood up and went for my meeting.
It was quite uncomfortable knowing that your nipples are hard and you have both male and female colleagues that could see them whenever you thrust your chest forward. Luckily for me there wasn’t any presentation that needed me so I was seated throughout the entire meeting. Off and on I would move my hands and brush against my breast accidentally, to grind against my nipples to keep them hard. I did this for about 4 times during the meeting, no one saw so it went well. After the meeting ended it was about 11.20am and I went to my desk to do the routine. To describe my horny level, it was now peaking at around 60%, pussy was wet and my sexual urges were making me do more naughty acts. I unbuttoned the first button of my blouse and managed to slip my hand into my blouse, and began fondling my nipple directly. It felt so different and totally excited me. I did it for around a minute before I stopped and buttoned my blouse back. Wouldn’t want to be caught in a compromising manner.
I went back to do my reports and finished up my presentation for later’s meeting. Lunch was next on the schedule, it was now 12.40pm so I quickly went out for lunch since I needed to travel for the next meeting, which was scheduled for 2pm. I went to grab just a quick salad, also headed to the ladies to do my deeds. Since I was in an enclosed area, I pulled up my blouse and squeezed both my boobs, imagining in my mind someone whom is doing it for me. Transportation to the next meeting was via cab. Thankfully it didn’t take long before I managed to get one. The cab uncle was a little unsure of the location, so I had to monitor my GPS to make sure I arrive there and on the right track. I sat in the middle of the taxi, my skirt wasn’t really adjusted and my feet were placed on the both side of the elevated floor. I tried to press my thighs closer together to keep things discreet yet possibility of him getting a glimpse of it. When I arrived at my destination, I stood forward a little, in that process made my skirt ride even higher. I then took out a paper containing the address and ask the taxi uncle again, whether am I at the right location. He turned around to look at the address and reconfirmed that it was the right place. I paid the fare and left, wondering in my mind did he see anything in that short moment.
I arrived at my destination at about 1.40pm. I went straight to the ladies and into a cubicle. After all the teasing and all I really had it, and I needed to ease a little off the arousal level. Opening my bag, I took out my dildo and holding the toy in my hand, I rubbed the head of it on my clit and down my slit. I kept repeating this while the head of the dildo became wet and covered in my juices, lubricated. Turning to my side, bending forward and my left hand pressed onto the wall of the cubicle, right hand bringing the dildo back down to my pussy and inserting it into me. This was ecstasy at that moment. From there I dildo-ed and fucked my pussy, pumping the dildo in and out of me as though I’m getting fucked in the toilet by a stranger in doggy style. As I grew closer and closer to cumming, I removed my hand from the wall and clasped against my mouth, silencing myself as I cummed. But my lustful body didn’t want to stop and I just carried on. I was sweating and panting, my legs were tired actually from standing in this position haha but I was just overwhelmed by the sheer arousal that was within me. It was only when my phone rang that I quickly stopped and realised, damn I am late for my meeting. It was my male colleague who was waiting at the meeting place.
I adjusted my clothes and kept my dildo, quickly heading out. Sweat beads were on my forehead, blouse was a little soaked in sweat. I quickly dabbed away the sweat on my face and neck before meeting up with him. My legs were jelly and it took me quite some effort to rush over in heels. I went on to meet the customer together with him, he was mainly doing the talking while I was just helping him with his presentation. All went well but nothing was done during the meeting, it was a little risky. But I was constantly having sexual thoughts in my head, I felt so naughty, fancy masturbating in the customer’s office restroom before a meeting. Gees. I kept thinking of it and it just made me aroused all the way. When the meeting was done, it was 2.45pm. Supposedly I had another meeting at 3.30pm but it was cancelled. So there was nothing on my schedule for the next few hours. I thought about it and decided to head home straight from there.
As I walked and flicked through my maps, finding a nearby bus stop and a possible route back home. I was waiting for the bus, having some fun leaving my legs a little open and giving a view to the construction workers who were doing the roadworks in front of the bus stop area. When the bus came, I boarded the bus, it was rather crowded. So as they promote, move in all the way and not be a blockade to other’s boarding the bus. I moved my way in, but there was these students just standing there and not intending to move in at all. I excused myself and just squeezed between them. My ass grind against one of the student, his crotch area, but I didn’t felt anything. I did managed to get a seat later on, and took a short nap as well. When I woke up, the bus was crowded once again. Having to get off the bus, I head to again make my way through a couple of people. But I went through this time round with my chest grinding across their back as I crossed on my sides, and the guy whom was at the exit zone, brushed my tits across his arms. My nipples were hard during the whole episode, but I didn’t managed to catch their expression whether did they felt anything “exotic”.
Once I arrived home, I went to turn on my com and took out my dildo again. Yeah I couldn’t resist it, I taped the base of the dildo down onto my chair using electrical tape and rode the dildo till I cummed once. Then I sat down on it and began to continue working on my report. In between every 15 minutes I would pause from work and ride myself till I cummed. The whole process made me cum thrice, lots of juices on my chair, and extended my usual report completion time from 30 minutes to almost 1 1/2hrs before I finally completed it. I attached the report and clicked sent out to my boss before I laid down on my bed, feeling exhausted that the whole day has finally ended.
So the post was supposed to be up at 10pm but I dozed off till it was 9pm. Woke up still in my office clothes, took a quick shower, found some stains on the inner side of my dress, pretty much expected yup and changed into a long shirt. Cooked my dinner and after eating, wrote this part of the update.
This concludes my first day of No Underwear Day. Tomorrow will be another day, I’m thinking of involving my clamps and probably rope harness, but I’ll most likely be desk bound the entire day, kinky mails would be appreciated to help me pass my “empty” day. :P
Ettu Signing Off ☺
Lets kick off the NUD!
My day today started with the following dress code. Yellow blouse, coupled with a black short skirt (half my thigh length when standing), and as agreed no bra or panties. I did however prepared small bag, that contains a white bra and a matching panties. This was just in case I have some important events to handle that really requires my discretion. I set out from home, peak hour as usual, trains are full, buses are crowd, life in the little red dot.
Carrying in my arm was my jacket, but I didn't put it on. It feels really different without anything underneath. Even before I left my home, my nipples were already rock hard. The blouse was somewhat tight fitting when I straighten my body so this made my nipples pretty visible through the material. Train was very crowded and squeezy, but I managed to secure a seat in the midst of all the drama. I didn't notice anything special during the trip, neither could I accidentally "flash" someone due to how packed the train was. I disembarked the train and headed to office, but first, why not have some breakfast?
So I headed to nearby Starbucks and ordered a Sandwich and a Latte. Most of the crowd were there to grab a coffee and straight to work. I sat down at an empty table and sitting opposite me were a couple of guys. There was one whom was seated alone and sipping his coffee while reading a book. The other table had 2 guys seated, seemingly discussing work and casual chat. Behind me was another guy seated. Best seat ever, surrounded by guys. The guy who was reading his book did looked over towards me, and I gave a smile towards him and he quickly went back reading (creepy). So I decided not to make any further eye contact or smiles and ate my breakfast.
When I sat down at the table, I didn’t watch how I sit, so my skirt did ride up a little. Having this in mind, I parted my legs just a little, but I knew whoever that looked over would definitely be able to catch a glimpse of my clean shaven pussy down under. While I was eating my sandwich, occasionally I would peered up and look towards the guy’s direction. I didn’t catch the 2 guys at all, but I managed to catch the guy reading the book glancing over more than thrice, but every time I looked up, he would quickly go back to his book, like a total perv :P I parted my legs even more but totally oblivious to whether he was looking at me, and just continued eating my sandwich till its gone.
As I sipped my coffee, the guy was now looking at me more frequent. I gave him another smile and this time he returned me with a smile too. It was at this moment that he kept his eyes on me while I crossed my legs in various position, giving him a tease and glimpse of what’s under. I picked up the serviette and “accidentally” dropped it. That piece flew forward and landed on the floor just at the end of my table. I stood up and walked towards it, bending down to reach for it. But I was facing towards the guy, and he looked so disappointed not being able to see another sneak shot. The guys behind me however would have saw if they had looked over. After that I picked up my coffee and headed to office, as I had a meeting to catch at 10am.
First meeting for the day, just an internal meeting so it was still alright. The cold air in the office however made my nipples become back to normal, funny that they shrunk instead of getting hard. Someone suggested this to me so I’ll be glad to do it. Every hour of the day, whenever I have the opportunity, I would have to make my nipples hard. That’s not the only thing. Just before every meeting, I would have to specially cater some time, at least 3 minutes, to stimulate my nipples hard at my desk before I head to my meeting. At 9.50am I lowered my chair to the lowest and hide behind my laptop. My right hand cupped over my right breast and I knead them through my blouse. It was just a short while before it gotten hard and I alternate to the next breast, stimulating it hard as well. Once both nipples were hard, I placed my hands along each boobs and positioned my finger above my nipple, flicking them up and down over and over again onto my hard nipples. I did this all the way till it was 9.58am before I quickly stood up and went for my meeting.
It was quite uncomfortable knowing that your nipples are hard and you have both male and female colleagues that could see them whenever you thrust your chest forward. Luckily for me there wasn’t any presentation that needed me so I was seated throughout the entire meeting. Off and on I would move my hands and brush against my breast accidentally, to grind against my nipples to keep them hard. I did this for about 4 times during the meeting, no one saw so it went well. After the meeting ended it was about 11.20am and I went to my desk to do the routine. To describe my horny level, it was now peaking at around 60%, pussy was wet and my sexual urges were making me do more naughty acts. I unbuttoned the first button of my blouse and managed to slip my hand into my blouse, and began fondling my nipple directly. It felt so different and totally excited me. I did it for around a minute before I stopped and buttoned my blouse back. Wouldn’t want to be caught in a compromising manner.
I went back to do my reports and finished up my presentation for later’s meeting. Lunch was next on the schedule, it was now 12.40pm so I quickly went out for lunch since I needed to travel for the next meeting, which was scheduled for 2pm. I went to grab just a quick salad, also headed to the ladies to do my deeds. Since I was in an enclosed area, I pulled up my blouse and squeezed both my boobs, imagining in my mind someone whom is doing it for me. Transportation to the next meeting was via cab. Thankfully it didn’t take long before I managed to get one. The cab uncle was a little unsure of the location, so I had to monitor my GPS to make sure I arrive there and on the right track. I sat in the middle of the taxi, my skirt wasn’t really adjusted and my feet were placed on the both side of the elevated floor. I tried to press my thighs closer together to keep things discreet yet possibility of him getting a glimpse of it. When I arrived at my destination, I stood forward a little, in that process made my skirt ride even higher. I then took out a paper containing the address and ask the taxi uncle again, whether am I at the right location. He turned around to look at the address and reconfirmed that it was the right place. I paid the fare and left, wondering in my mind did he see anything in that short moment.
I arrived at my destination at about 1.40pm. I went straight to the ladies and into a cubicle. After all the teasing and all I really had it, and I needed to ease a little off the arousal level. Opening my bag, I took out my dildo and holding the toy in my hand, I rubbed the head of it on my clit and down my slit. I kept repeating this while the head of the dildo became wet and covered in my juices, lubricated. Turning to my side, bending forward and my left hand pressed onto the wall of the cubicle, right hand bringing the dildo back down to my pussy and inserting it into me. This was ecstasy at that moment. From there I dildo-ed and fucked my pussy, pumping the dildo in and out of me as though I’m getting fucked in the toilet by a stranger in doggy style. As I grew closer and closer to cumming, I removed my hand from the wall and clasped against my mouth, silencing myself as I cummed. But my lustful body didn’t want to stop and I just carried on. I was sweating and panting, my legs were tired actually from standing in this position haha but I was just overwhelmed by the sheer arousal that was within me. It was only when my phone rang that I quickly stopped and realised, damn I am late for my meeting. It was my male colleague who was waiting at the meeting place.
I adjusted my clothes and kept my dildo, quickly heading out. Sweat beads were on my forehead, blouse was a little soaked in sweat. I quickly dabbed away the sweat on my face and neck before meeting up with him. My legs were jelly and it took me quite some effort to rush over in heels. I went on to meet the customer together with him, he was mainly doing the talking while I was just helping him with his presentation. All went well but nothing was done during the meeting, it was a little risky. But I was constantly having sexual thoughts in my head, I felt so naughty, fancy masturbating in the customer’s office restroom before a meeting. Gees. I kept thinking of it and it just made me aroused all the way. When the meeting was done, it was 2.45pm. Supposedly I had another meeting at 3.30pm but it was cancelled. So there was nothing on my schedule for the next few hours. I thought about it and decided to head home straight from there.
As I walked and flicked through my maps, finding a nearby bus stop and a possible route back home. I was waiting for the bus, having some fun leaving my legs a little open and giving a view to the construction workers who were doing the roadworks in front of the bus stop area. When the bus came, I boarded the bus, it was rather crowded. So as they promote, move in all the way and not be a blockade to other’s boarding the bus. I moved my way in, but there was these students just standing there and not intending to move in at all. I excused myself and just squeezed between them. My ass grind against one of the student, his crotch area, but I didn’t felt anything. I did managed to get a seat later on, and took a short nap as well. When I woke up, the bus was crowded once again. Having to get off the bus, I head to again make my way through a couple of people. But I went through this time round with my chest grinding across their back as I crossed on my sides, and the guy whom was at the exit zone, brushed my tits across his arms. My nipples were hard during the whole episode, but I didn’t managed to catch their expression whether did they felt anything “exotic”.
Once I arrived home, I went to turn on my com and took out my dildo again. Yeah I couldn’t resist it, I taped the base of the dildo down onto my chair using electrical tape and rode the dildo till I cummed once. Then I sat down on it and began to continue working on my report. In between every 15 minutes I would pause from work and ride myself till I cummed. The whole process made me cum thrice, lots of juices on my chair, and extended my usual report completion time from 30 minutes to almost 1 1/2hrs before I finally completed it. I attached the report and clicked sent out to my boss before I laid down on my bed, feeling exhausted that the whole day has finally ended.
So the post was supposed to be up at 10pm but I dozed off till it was 9pm. Woke up still in my office clothes, took a quick shower, found some stains on the inner side of my dress, pretty much expected yup and changed into a long shirt. Cooked my dinner and after eating, wrote this part of the update.
This concludes my first day of No Underwear Day. Tomorrow will be another day, I’m thinking of involving my clamps and probably rope harness, but I’ll most likely be desk bound the entire day, kinky mails would be appreciated to help me pass my “empty” day. :P
Ettu Signing Off ☺
Friday, October 17, 2014
Housemate: Baited Desires
~ Chapter 6 ~
My back was pressed against the wall, the 2 strong hands clasped on the sides of my head, pressing my head down onto the cold surface of the wall. The monster ravage through my mouth, the thickness and warm of it pumping in after every stroke. His hips moved, and he moved, couple of times he would force himself all the way in, till the back of my throat where I could feel his balls so close to me. Loong was in control as he facefucked me against the wall. With no where to back to, the strokes were deep and precised. My hands were bound together with a bundle of cotton rope. They were pulled up, hanging above in parallel to the wall as the ends of the rope hangs on the wallhook above. Pound after pound, his cock entered and violated my mouth. This was the morning and was also my breakfast delight. I was running late when Loong caught me by surprise. He demanded to be given relief, which I would be glad to do so but didn't have the time. So to quicken up the pace, we had to indulge in getting tied up in the morning. The clock was ticking and I was just 30 minutes away from my meeting, which would require at least 20minutes of travelling time even by cab. Loong was almost there, I could hear his heavy breathing as he pumped inside of me, using that very same mouth that he uses almost on a day to day basis. My phone rang, Loong picked it up and answered. It was the taxi driver, and he was waiting below for me, the taxi which I have booked. He told the cab that we will be down in a jiffy, and told him to kick start the meter first while he waited for us. Loong pushed his cock all the way into my mouth, and it shook, it trembled. I was in trouble. Warm jets of cum shot into my mouth, hitting my throat and catching me off guard as I gagged on it. He pulled back a little as he used my lips to milk himself dry. Once his cock was pulled out of my mouth, I cough as the cum bits dripped out of my mouth.
Loong unhook the rope from above us and let my arms down to rest. Loong untied my hands and they were freed, but after which he told me to quickly strip. I unbuttoned my blouse and unhooked my bra. Once they were off, he took the ropes and encircled them around my body, just above my breast and then below my breast. After going a few coils around, Loong took another piece of rope and looped it between the middle of my boobs. This caused the 2 ropes on the top and bottom to bind over my breast, pressing them together and making them appear squeezed but larger. He repeated the same on the side of both my breasts, effectively forming a encirclement over each of my breasts. After which he made me wear back my blouse with no bra, and this so called self-made rope bra harness of his ropework on me. We went out subsequantly after that, he did not give me chance to clean whatever cum that might still remain on me. He was heading to school so he hitched the same taxi as me. Thankfully the cab did not run away, but all the time my nipples were visible through my blouse, which was a pale skyblue colour that day. A jacket saved my life, but still I wasn't sure if the rope harness will actually be visible through my jacket. The thickness of the rope will more or less be visible in some ways or another.
My instructions were to remain this way through the day. It was no easy task, I would probably be discovered as soon as I removed my jacket. Even with my jacket on, I had to sit at certain posture, either back straight up against the chair or just straight up and adjust my jacket loose a little, to cover those signs. Another visible point would be my nipples, due to no bra and the cold aircon, they kept becoming erect. It would not have been so obvious if it was just without bra, but because of the way he tied my boobs up, it pushed my breasts up and the cloth covering that portion of my boobs, was really tight. This made my nipples full view to whoever that actually stared or look directly, as long as I wasn't trying to hide it. The whole day was all about posture and trying to hide, but I guess no matter how you hide, someone will definitely be able to spot something. This was a terribly long day to go with. When I was back home, Loong wasn't home for the night. After struggling for many minutes just to undo a knot on my back, using a mirror to see, I took my shower and settled for the day. But not before using the toy for a couple of orgasms which was my greatest desire throughout the entire day.
This was just one of the many sessions that we do have on a day to day basis. It was like 2 insatisable animals that needs to be sexually pleasured day in and day out. Too much details to put them all together so I'll try to get them all in as best as I can. Everyday in the morning, we will usually have a session. This usually involves either a blowjob or handjob. The same goes for the night, another session but usually more intense. For those wondering about penetration and sex, no he has not initiated and as of now, it was just with the toys. Going out with a breast bondage was the first for me. It was tough to be naked, and to make things worse, you gotta hide those naked flesh plus your bonds.
A few days down the road, Loong initiated the 2nd step of his ropeworks. It was now time for the crotch rope. Using many layers of ropes, Loong wrapped them around my waist, looping here and there until he formed sort of like a chastity belt around me. The rope tugged onto my clit tight. You might be thinking, what is the use of a crotch rope. I have always imagined and read it as a tease and denial thing, but never knew that besides that, it was more evil than it looks. Every single movement, regardless of walking, sitting down, standing up, the rope grinded on my clit. In every action of the day, I was constantly reminded by the presence of that piece of rope. It was driving a constant state of arousal through me, for the whole day, with the fear of people seeing it too so I had to be careful when I sat down. No panties were allowed, just the raw cotton ropes between my pussy lips and onto my clit. It was actually 2 ropes that were close or in contact with my clit, somehow they kept grinding against each other, and in turn on my clit which resulted in constant arousal. To enhance it further, a knot was made close to my clit, just at the right spot which resulted in even more direct contact and pleasure from it.
The rope was wet from my juices, the knot, needless to say has also taken some of it. If you ask me, which is the lesser evil, the vibrator bound to my pussy or the crotchrope. I would say it is the crotch rope. Batteries would eventually run our but for the rope, it was there until it is removed. Being constantly aroused means a constant flow of lubrication and juice from my pussy. The rope was actually so wet to the point that my skirt had a line of wetness from the contact with the rope. This meant that when I sat down for too long, there will eventually be a wet spot on it, or you could call it a wet line. When I finally made it home at night, Loong again was not home. But when I entered my bedroom, there was a pair of handcuffs coupled with a blindfold, together with a note that he left. This was somewhat familiar, so I was thinking what surprises does he have in mind for tonight.
It reads:
Hope you enjoyed your day.
Do not remove the crotch rope.
Wear the blindfold and secure the handcuffs to your back.
But before that, give me a missed call before securing yourself.
Lie down on the bed face down and wait for me.
I did as he instructed, giving him a missed call first before putting on the handcuffs on my left hand first. First I knelt down on the bed side, then I added on the blindfold and brought my hands behind. After fumbling for some time, I finally managed to get the cuffs clicked onto me and I was secured. I bend forward and laid down onto the bed. I was very anxious, aroused, and constantly kept grinding my legs to stimulate the ropes on my clit. Loong came back home within 5 minutes, but that was a very long 5 minutes as I was desperate I could feel the sense of someone in the room, but there wasn’t any voice, which made me unsure who was it. Some fumbling was done and I heard a vibrator turned on. The buzzing sound slowly approached me and pressed onto my pussy area, which was covered my the rope. On that instant, the rope vibrated under the vibrator and this led pleasure ramping through my body. Immediately I squealed and moan as the pleasure shoots through my body. The toy buzzed onto my clit without mercy, but just for a short while before it was removed from me. I was so dissatisfied and moved around, only to feel the toy come back again, but removed from me shortly. This was repeated I don’t know for a couple of times. I was on the verge of cumming, my mind was truly mindfucked by the experience. Then I realised a sweet smelling scent was in the room, it was not the usual perfume which Loong wears. A few moments later the blindfold was removed from me and boy I did not expect this to happen.
There was this girl ahead of me, she was donned in a leather body harness, which revealed her boobs as well as her pussy. Her pussy was very hairy, unshaved. Loong was seated on the bed and the girl was standing right above me.
“What is this about Loong?” I asked him.
“Remember when I said I had a friend whom practises these things with me... Now give Shan a warm welcome.." said Loong.
I had always had the impression that his friend was guy, who probably was a dominant too. But instead it was a girl. Shan was also not local, from China. She was petite, with a probably B cup size boobs and dark pinkish nipples. She was rather attractive from the first impression. Slowly she bend down towards me and sit down infront of me. Her legs parted and she shifted herself closer to me, that giant muff slowly approaching me.
"Now pleasure her little one." Loong said.
I could smell her perfume, but the closer she gets to me, I could smell her pussy too. It had a smell like most pussy, but it was stronger for her. Speaking in mandarin, Shan said "Come" to me as her hands pulled my head towards her eternal forest. The smell immediately changed to be at its peak. Loong loosen the rope around my waist and remove the piece of rope along my pussy. I didn't want to lick Shan, someone whom I do not now but yet is in control of me now. The thought for this escalated instead, and changed on the instant Loong plunged a vibrating dildo inside my pussy. He would tease me and pumped in a few slow strokes before pulling it out once again. He knew I wanted and needed more, he knew I wanted to cum, but he kept his control over me and constantly reminded me, lick her or suffer no orgasms. Reluctantly I gave in and stretched out my tongue, going past all her hair to reach her pussy and sliding it up to her clit.
It wasn't so bad. The taste was typical, rather bland for her pussy. With that first stroke, my tongue started working more as my desire to cum remains rising. Loong, seeing that I have taken the bait, pumped into my pussy with more frequency. But Loong kept his control over me, always stopping after a few pumps and still leaving me on the edge of cumming. Shan constantly kept my head between her legs, enjoying my tongue on her. My tongue and jaws were tired after I do not know for how long I was licking. Shan had her orgasm, but it was a very loud one. She was vocal, and also a mess. When Shan was about to cum for the last time, she instead distant herself from me unlike the past 2 orgasms where she made me lick her to cum. Instead she masturbated herself, rubbing very quickly on her clit and also fingering herself rather deep. Finally she was about to cum when she pulled out her finger and those pent up pussy juices just erupted out of her hole, splashing onto my face as she watch me get into a mess.
After Shan has cummed, Loong pumped into my pussy to give me that last bit, granting me an orgasm that made my mind blew. It felt so good and long, I was fully relieved after it. Loong then go on to mention, "She is now your new owner, your primary owner, and you are to serve her as well as you served me." The final party was revealed, Shan, who Loong later on revealed, was his girlfriend.
Shan commented on how well I was when licking her, she was actually pleased by my performance. There are now 2 dominants in my home. Aside from me, they actually own a couple of other toys, or slaves. But to them I was actually a plus, not because I am a girl, but because I was a landlady and I'm being dominated by the tenants. After Loong untied me, I went to take a shower to wash off all the mess on me. When I headed out to the living room after my shower, I could hear distinct moans of Shan emitting from Loong's room. They were probably screwing each other up inside, which left me a little jealous because I did not get a cock for the night. But from the way Loong treated Shan, it was clear Shan was the submissive one between them, and Loong always had full control over her.
From that day on, it was now no longer just 2, but 3 as Shan moved in too as the 2nd tenant, the 2nd housemate.
Ettu Signing Off ☺
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Monday, May 05, 2014
Control & Conversion
It is the time of the week once again, for Ettu's kinky play. Finally she has a break, a little less work, a little more free time, and play time. On such days, she always wore a special pair of panties, specially for such days. It is a tighter pair of panties, which would give a tight tug on her toys, giving her maximum pleasure even as she is walking. Lunch time has finally arrived, as people all went for lunch, Ettu stayed behind, her mind thinking of the naughty things to be done.
Reaching into her drawer of toys, she went on to look around, for her tight panties today, she was preparing to settle for the mini remote controlled bullet vibrator. Just as she is about to take the toys out of her drawer, a person walked by and immediately she dropped the toy back into its enclosure. It was Jacob, he was doing his "rounds" once again, supervising and patrolling around the office but no he wasn't at that level. Seeing that Ettu was all alone, Jacob approached her and asked her out for lunch.
In the end the reluctant Ettu had to follow along to lunch, abandoning her plans involving her toys and her fun time for later. Lunch was a pain, Jacob was known to be a "complain king", whereby he whines over almost every single thing, that makes up for virtually all the words that came out of his mouth. Most of the time he was talking all the way, and the bored Ettu was nodding her head in reply to his ranting. Jacob is in his prime age, 40s, recently divorced with a child.
After the long tormenting lunch, Ettu finally managed to get back to office, thinking of the fun she is about to have. Fun fun did not come true at all, returning back only to a pile of work which kept her busy all the way till it was past 7pm. By now most of the people had left, it was Friday after all.
Once all the work was finally done, the tired Ettu came across her naughty thoughts once again. This time she thought, she should settle for something greater, the butterfly vibrator. Taking out the rubbery toy and its remote control, she inserted the batteries into them and stripped down her panties, placing the toy against her clit and attaching its strap one after the other. Once it was all in placed, she put on her panties once again, before fondling with the remote control batteries now. The batteries for it was slightly smaller, not so finger friendly as she dropped them all onto the ground, with the remote full of batteries falling right ahead with its cover, together with some loose batteries onto the ground.
The skirt was really tight on her, wrapping her like a dumping as she bend over to look for the items. The place was rather dark now as lights were turned off, running her hands within the dim light, she was instead given a tap on her back. It was Jacob, and in his hands it was the remote control. Fear ran through her, Ettu began to become nervous.
"Are you looking for this?" Jacob asked her, looking at her.
Ettu, not wanting to embarrass herself, she shook her head and disregarded it. Fortunately her hands stumbled onto the batteries, and she immediately stood up with the batteries in her hands, signaling that she has found her missing "items". The curious Jacob was left wondering what is happening, but without saying anything, his finger compressed on the button and the vibrator came to live, making Ettu jerked suddenly as though static hit her.
Jacob's hands pressed again, the toy buzzed even more furiously now. "This must be broken," commented Jacob, "Not leaving yet?" Ettu replied in a shaky voice, "Just a moment, soon." and she quickly disappear back to her cubicle, avoiding eye contract with Jacob.
Ettu sat down onto her chair, the arousal that was building on her pussy is driving her nuts. She knows she should turn off the vibrator by now, but the arousal kept her from doing it. After a minute, she knew she had to turn it off before she actually cums, but the vibration tone changes, seemingly due to Jacob pressing onto the control once again. Ettu could not resist anymore, beads of sweat grew on her forehead as she pants, she was getting really close to her orgasm. Clasping her hand over her mouth, she moaned, muffled as she tried to remain silent, as her orgasm takes over her body.
When she opened her eyes, Jacob was standing at the side of her cubicle, and he clicked on the remote once again. The pulsation changed to a even more intense vibration and her face shows it all, how horny she was, something which Jacob had noticed.
Jacob came over to her and said, "I guess this belongs to you." "We all have needs... How about giving me a hand just like how I help you find your lost & found?" whispered Jacob into Ettu's ears.
After his sentence ended, Jacob pushed Ettu's chair deeper into her cubicle, bring her hand to his pants, allowing her to feel the enormous hardon beneath the cloth material.
His fingers began undo-ing his pants and pulling his dick out for her, "Stroke it little wet girl.." Jacob instructed. Ettu knows it is wrong to be doing this here, but her inner slut made her grabbed that length and just stroked it.
It was at least a 6 inches, definitely larger. Feeling the warm rod in her hands, Ettu couldn't helped but began pumping it. The precum smeared across her hands as she stroked the uncut dick, a little consolation was that the hair was trimmed, probably it used to be shaved but had not been tended to for sometime.
"That bitch used to do this for me while we were dating. As time passed she no longer does it, went on to do with that bastard asshole instead." Jacob complaining about his past.
Ettu just wanted it to finished quickly, listening to his complains is one of the worst thing that could happen, and in such situation, it is even worse.
"It's been so long since I have released. What a slut you are.. Fancy masturbating in office, even putting the toy in while you are at your cubicle." chuckled Jacob. He was right after all, the words did not made her feel insulted, but instead she felt even more slutty. Here she goes, jerking off one of the most hated person in her workplace, but yet she isn't complaining, but enjoyed it.
"Faster girl.. We are running out of time.. My balls are so full.." Jacob hands reached out towards Ettu, he tried to grope her tits but was blocked by her.
"I'll get them next...." and he paused, without much noticed, his dick began ejaculating, spewing cum out of as streams of hot wade landed onto Ettu's face. The first few landed on her face, the warm sticky cum, more streams shot out of him as the landed on various places of her blouse. It was a long orgasm, judging from the quantity of cum from his balls, it revealed how long ago was his last release. His balls were emptied, Jacob withdraw his dick from Ettu, her face dripping cum as they fell onto her skirt, her clothes.
"My wife used to let me do this to her, she will be begging for my cum while I sprayed it onto her. She was my cum slut, but right in front of me now, I see one too. We shall have more branding in future." said Jacob as he zipped his pants up.
Waving the control in his hand, he probed, "You like the names don't you, slut?" "Yes," Ettu responded. "We are going to have a very good working relationship in future. This is for you, and you might want to clean up before someone comes by," leaving the remote on the table as he leaves.
Grabbing the tissues as Ettu clean herself up, wiping the cum away. Even as it all goes away, the marks remains on her clothes, the smell of his cum lingers on her. The musky scent remains, strong, as the pieces of tissue soaks up those thick pale yellowish cum. Unexpectedly, a new relationship has been established, something that wasn't so bad after all.
P.S. Experimenting with a different way of writing. ☺
Ettu Signing Off ☺
Reaching into her drawer of toys, she went on to look around, for her tight panties today, she was preparing to settle for the mini remote controlled bullet vibrator. Just as she is about to take the toys out of her drawer, a person walked by and immediately she dropped the toy back into its enclosure. It was Jacob, he was doing his "rounds" once again, supervising and patrolling around the office but no he wasn't at that level. Seeing that Ettu was all alone, Jacob approached her and asked her out for lunch.
In the end the reluctant Ettu had to follow along to lunch, abandoning her plans involving her toys and her fun time for later. Lunch was a pain, Jacob was known to be a "complain king", whereby he whines over almost every single thing, that makes up for virtually all the words that came out of his mouth. Most of the time he was talking all the way, and the bored Ettu was nodding her head in reply to his ranting. Jacob is in his prime age, 40s, recently divorced with a child.
After the long tormenting lunch, Ettu finally managed to get back to office, thinking of the fun she is about to have. Fun fun did not come true at all, returning back only to a pile of work which kept her busy all the way till it was past 7pm. By now most of the people had left, it was Friday after all.
Once all the work was finally done, the tired Ettu came across her naughty thoughts once again. This time she thought, she should settle for something greater, the butterfly vibrator. Taking out the rubbery toy and its remote control, she inserted the batteries into them and stripped down her panties, placing the toy against her clit and attaching its strap one after the other. Once it was all in placed, she put on her panties once again, before fondling with the remote control batteries now. The batteries for it was slightly smaller, not so finger friendly as she dropped them all onto the ground, with the remote full of batteries falling right ahead with its cover, together with some loose batteries onto the ground.
The skirt was really tight on her, wrapping her like a dumping as she bend over to look for the items. The place was rather dark now as lights were turned off, running her hands within the dim light, she was instead given a tap on her back. It was Jacob, and in his hands it was the remote control. Fear ran through her, Ettu began to become nervous.
"Are you looking for this?" Jacob asked her, looking at her.
Ettu, not wanting to embarrass herself, she shook her head and disregarded it. Fortunately her hands stumbled onto the batteries, and she immediately stood up with the batteries in her hands, signaling that she has found her missing "items". The curious Jacob was left wondering what is happening, but without saying anything, his finger compressed on the button and the vibrator came to live, making Ettu jerked suddenly as though static hit her.
Jacob's hands pressed again, the toy buzzed even more furiously now. "This must be broken," commented Jacob, "Not leaving yet?" Ettu replied in a shaky voice, "Just a moment, soon." and she quickly disappear back to her cubicle, avoiding eye contract with Jacob.
Ettu sat down onto her chair, the arousal that was building on her pussy is driving her nuts. She knows she should turn off the vibrator by now, but the arousal kept her from doing it. After a minute, she knew she had to turn it off before she actually cums, but the vibration tone changes, seemingly due to Jacob pressing onto the control once again. Ettu could not resist anymore, beads of sweat grew on her forehead as she pants, she was getting really close to her orgasm. Clasping her hand over her mouth, she moaned, muffled as she tried to remain silent, as her orgasm takes over her body.
When she opened her eyes, Jacob was standing at the side of her cubicle, and he clicked on the remote once again. The pulsation changed to a even more intense vibration and her face shows it all, how horny she was, something which Jacob had noticed.
Jacob came over to her and said, "I guess this belongs to you." "We all have needs... How about giving me a hand just like how I help you find your lost & found?" whispered Jacob into Ettu's ears.
After his sentence ended, Jacob pushed Ettu's chair deeper into her cubicle, bring her hand to his pants, allowing her to feel the enormous hardon beneath the cloth material.
His fingers began undo-ing his pants and pulling his dick out for her, "Stroke it little wet girl.." Jacob instructed. Ettu knows it is wrong to be doing this here, but her inner slut made her grabbed that length and just stroked it.
It was at least a 6 inches, definitely larger. Feeling the warm rod in her hands, Ettu couldn't helped but began pumping it. The precum smeared across her hands as she stroked the uncut dick, a little consolation was that the hair was trimmed, probably it used to be shaved but had not been tended to for sometime.
"That bitch used to do this for me while we were dating. As time passed she no longer does it, went on to do with that bastard asshole instead." Jacob complaining about his past.
Ettu just wanted it to finished quickly, listening to his complains is one of the worst thing that could happen, and in such situation, it is even worse.
"It's been so long since I have released. What a slut you are.. Fancy masturbating in office, even putting the toy in while you are at your cubicle." chuckled Jacob. He was right after all, the words did not made her feel insulted, but instead she felt even more slutty. Here she goes, jerking off one of the most hated person in her workplace, but yet she isn't complaining, but enjoyed it.
"Faster girl.. We are running out of time.. My balls are so full.." Jacob hands reached out towards Ettu, he tried to grope her tits but was blocked by her.
"I'll get them next...." and he paused, without much noticed, his dick began ejaculating, spewing cum out of as streams of hot wade landed onto Ettu's face. The first few landed on her face, the warm sticky cum, more streams shot out of him as the landed on various places of her blouse. It was a long orgasm, judging from the quantity of cum from his balls, it revealed how long ago was his last release. His balls were emptied, Jacob withdraw his dick from Ettu, her face dripping cum as they fell onto her skirt, her clothes.
"My wife used to let me do this to her, she will be begging for my cum while I sprayed it onto her. She was my cum slut, but right in front of me now, I see one too. We shall have more branding in future." said Jacob as he zipped his pants up.
Waving the control in his hand, he probed, "You like the names don't you, slut?" "Yes," Ettu responded. "We are going to have a very good working relationship in future. This is for you, and you might want to clean up before someone comes by," leaving the remote on the table as he leaves.
Grabbing the tissues as Ettu clean herself up, wiping the cum away. Even as it all goes away, the marks remains on her clothes, the smell of his cum lingers on her. The musky scent remains, strong, as the pieces of tissue soaks up those thick pale yellowish cum. Unexpectedly, a new relationship has been established, something that wasn't so bad after all.
P.S. Experimenting with a different way of writing. ☺
Ettu Signing Off ☺
Monday, April 28, 2014
Adeline's Quickie
It was a trip up to Adeline's workplace.
Floor by floor the lift advances, and my heart kept on pounding and pounding rapidly. This was partly due to the fact that the lift floors are so glaring and shiny, I could see a full reflection of my naked pussy from it.
If you're wondering, yes I wasn't wearing any for the day. There were a few guys together with me in the elevator, so many thoughts ran through my mind on whether were they able to see what's under the skirt. The lift finally arrived to my destination and I headed out to the reception where Adeline was waiting for me.
It was lunch time now, and hurriedly she brought me to our destination, the executive toilet. Unlocking the door, we went in and went into a hot embrace, with our tongues meeting, wasting no time as we dive down on the action. Her kisses were so hot today, and a little more aggressive. She broke away from the kiss and went for the nape of my neck, slowly kissing me and getting me wet down under. My pussy started becoming wet, I could feel it but Adeline was probably unaware of it yet. My hands went for her breasts, squeezing them and instantly I felt the nakedness of her titties, she wasn't wearing any bra like me ahaha.
Her hard nipples poking through her dark coloured blouse as I playfully teased her, running them between my fingers, sliding them as I felt her mouth latched onto mine, instantly making me shiver as I felt the sensual nibbling on it. Her other hand went to unbuttoned my blouse, before popping it open and gave my nipples its wanted direct contact. I went under her skirt and was expecting it to be naked too, but to my surprise it wasn't, or rather a disappointment. But another surprise came with it, she was totally wet down there.
Pressing onto the moist material, she moan and squirmed as I exerted a little pressure that vibe through ther crotch. Pulling the material aside, my fingers felt her pussy and its sheer wetness underneath, dipping on finger into her, leaving her moanng even more. Soon she was above me with me down below kneeling down, licking and eating out her honeypot as I licked her to orgasm. I stood up and bend forward over the washing counter, spreading my legs apart for her access.
Adeline with her slender fingers, slide 1 finger into me without much effort. A second came after it and I began feeling myself getting filled up. She started pumping me and fingered me. It was just a minute in before she tried to push another finger in but was a little too tight, so she stopped even though I felt that I could accomodate another. From here on she fingerfucked me real hard and fast, giving me 2 satisfying orgasms before finally stopping.
All these in a 30mins quickie, before we washed up and left the place, for lunch :)
Ettu Signing Off ☺
Floor by floor the lift advances, and my heart kept on pounding and pounding rapidly. This was partly due to the fact that the lift floors are so glaring and shiny, I could see a full reflection of my naked pussy from it.
If you're wondering, yes I wasn't wearing any for the day. There were a few guys together with me in the elevator, so many thoughts ran through my mind on whether were they able to see what's under the skirt. The lift finally arrived to my destination and I headed out to the reception where Adeline was waiting for me.
It was lunch time now, and hurriedly she brought me to our destination, the executive toilet. Unlocking the door, we went in and went into a hot embrace, with our tongues meeting, wasting no time as we dive down on the action. Her kisses were so hot today, and a little more aggressive. She broke away from the kiss and went for the nape of my neck, slowly kissing me and getting me wet down under. My pussy started becoming wet, I could feel it but Adeline was probably unaware of it yet. My hands went for her breasts, squeezing them and instantly I felt the nakedness of her titties, she wasn't wearing any bra like me ahaha.
Her hard nipples poking through her dark coloured blouse as I playfully teased her, running them between my fingers, sliding them as I felt her mouth latched onto mine, instantly making me shiver as I felt the sensual nibbling on it. Her other hand went to unbuttoned my blouse, before popping it open and gave my nipples its wanted direct contact. I went under her skirt and was expecting it to be naked too, but to my surprise it wasn't, or rather a disappointment. But another surprise came with it, she was totally wet down there.
Pressing onto the moist material, she moan and squirmed as I exerted a little pressure that vibe through ther crotch. Pulling the material aside, my fingers felt her pussy and its sheer wetness underneath, dipping on finger into her, leaving her moanng even more. Soon she was above me with me down below kneeling down, licking and eating out her honeypot as I licked her to orgasm. I stood up and bend forward over the washing counter, spreading my legs apart for her access.
Adeline with her slender fingers, slide 1 finger into me without much effort. A second came after it and I began feeling myself getting filled up. She started pumping me and fingered me. It was just a minute in before she tried to push another finger in but was a little too tight, so she stopped even though I felt that I could accomodate another. From here on she fingerfucked me real hard and fast, giving me 2 satisfying orgasms before finally stopping.
All these in a 30mins quickie, before we washed up and left the place, for lunch :)
Ettu Signing Off ☺
Thursday, December 05, 2013
Moist top, Moist bottom
It was sitting there, hours by hours, tempting me to take it up, to don it on me. The smell lingers around my room, making my thoughts go wild with every minute that passes. Hesitant but yet wants a feel of it. Seduction and temptation was all over my mind as I fight to sleep.
The next day morning, after my shower, my mind were filled with lustful thoughts once again. Eagerly I picked up the package, by now it is more or less dry and more stains appeared on the bra. Taking it out of its bag, the scent of cum filled my room on that instant, it was so remarkably strong. Strap after strap I slid on, clasping the strap behind me and snapping it tight on my chest. It was on me, though no longer moist like when its fresh, the smell is still emitting out from below. Even after donning my blouse, the smell was still very obvious as I head out to work.
As I walked to the bus stop, the smell kept emitting and emitting, as though it has become my perfume for the day. Mixture of my perfume and cum smell hits my nose at times. Well less on the perfume, the cum smell was what that filled my nose most of the time. As I boarded the bus, I wondered in my mind if anyone could actually smell the cum that was on my bra. Or even so, will people identify it as "cum smell" or shrug it away as just a funny weird aroma. Funny stares came from different direction from different people as they attempted to source out the smell or that is what I thought.
It was not so fortunate when boarding the train in the morning. I was the only one that was about to board from that particular entrance, not sure if the smell emitted crazily. Upon entering the train, within seconds, my mind started becoming paranoid on who may be staring at me. Looking around constantly, fidgeting nervously, the smell kept emitting from me, I was so nervous but yet clueless on whether anyone would have noticed it. I was on half day work today, so it was just a short trip to work to clear some documents and I was off to my own doings. I was eager to head to office, to get away from the crowd, to ease my fears and frustration. But that was not the end to it.
Only after arriving to work then I realised its another whole new scene of worries. Now it is even more worrying as the people now that you are facing are your colleagues, and not total strangers. A couple of times when colleagues approached me and after speaking with them for a while, I can't help but think did they noticed the smell. The smell though was starting to fade as it is drying up, it was not as strong as when I first received it. Once it was lunch time, freedom came and I rushed to the toilet immediately. Hiding into a cubicle, I removed my panties and stroke my fingers past my pussy, immediately I felt the wetness that has developed over the past few hours. I was so horny, but there was something else which I planned to do today. Opening my bag, I reached out for 2 items, another pair of panties and my trusty rabbit vibrator.
Parting my legs, I rubbed the tip of the vibrator against my pussy entrance, lubricating it with my juices as I slowly tried to slide it into me. Popped it goes into my pussy, inch after inch my pussy swallows the toy until the secondary tip was press firmly on my clit. After that I snapped on my fresh pair of panties, putting it on and pulling it all the way up. This pair had a hole in it, which after I specifically cut out on it. It was just large enough to allow the end of the vibrator to slip through, but not the entire vibrator, thus giving it a firm grip to hold the vibrator in my pussy. Tuning the knob a little, I turned it on to slow speed and got lost for a few minutes in pleasure until I cummed once, before I left the place for the supermarket.
The trip to the supermarket was nothing more than being full of sensual thoughts coupled with lots of distraction. It wasn't easy at all to make it to there, though it was only a short trip to walk over. Once I arrived there, it was time to begin phase 2 of the schedule. Heading to the toilet first, there was a queue which resulted in taking some time before I managed to get a cubicle. Once inside, I pressed on the speed toggle and boosted up the vibrator to medium. The distractions immediately became worse and I had to try to distract myself that the vibrator was present. I looked down and bend down towards my pussy area and instantly, I could smell the horny scent from my pussy as well. Drats both of my intimate zones are emitting unusual scents.
Heading out to the supermarket, I went on to shop for groceries. Couple of times the sensations was too strong and I ended up frozen at there while I let it happen, cumming there. First time it happened was when I was at the vegetables section. Picking up a packet of carrots, I was really close to cumming so I stand there and pretended to look at the carrots. Ignoring the people around me as I let myself had that long awaited orgasm.
The 2nd time was at the snack section where I cummed. There were many people around but luckily I managed to control my moans instead of letting it all aloud. The 3rd orgasm I secretly went to the tissue paper section which had the least amount of people there. While I was browsing around the supermarket, one thing which I noticed before leaving the toilet was that when I bend forward and my skirt presses tightly on my ass, the vibrator would be poking onto the back of my skirt due to its tightness. It was a little embarrassing as it felt as though I had a dick behind me x.x awkward.
A couple of times I had to watch myself when I bend forward to pick something up. Not to forget the cum smell was still floating up to me erotically, making me yearn to cum even more during the grocery shopping. While making payment, I could smell both my pussy smell and the cum scent. Both faded scents but stirred horny thoughts through my mind. It took me some time before I stabilise my thoughts and a couple of times, the cashier even asked me "Mam are you alright?" . It was so awkward back then.
Carry all the bags of groceries, I headed to the taxi stand to wait for a cab. There was an abundant of cabs available so it didn’t take long before I was on one. Sitting on the back seat, I hide behind the seat and began doing some adjustment to the vibrator below. Fumbling around, I finally managed to find the button and triggered it to high speed. The music from the radio overwhelmed the buzzing sound of the vibrator. I sat more towards the center of the taxi, my legs parted slightly as my mind drifted into bliss, the bliss of cumming. I opened my eyes and looked forward, noticing that the driver was stealing peeks at me. Moreover his mirror seems to be adjusted, it wasn’t pointing so low earlier on. Perhaps he has noticed something that was happening.
It was a road safety hazard for him to keep peeking at me. My hands moved to pull the hem of my skirt up slightly, shifting my legs a little an exposing more view to him. My vibrator was clearly visible now, and he was enjoying the show as well. Moments later we arrived at my home and I closed my legs as I made payment for the fare. Once I’m back home, I dropped all the groceries on the table and took off my panties. Lying down on the sofa, my legs parted and I held onto the toy, pumping it into me, fucking my pussy fast just like a hard dick pumping inside me. After 2 wonderful orgasms, I laid there on the sofa, panting as I slide the toy out of me.
One whole day of orgasms has worn me out pretty badly. After settling all of the groceries, I headed to my room and took off all my clothes. Throwing the bra just beside my pillow, I laid down and took a nap, I guess not so much of a nap, but wet dreams.
Ettu Signing Off ☺
The next day morning, after my shower, my mind were filled with lustful thoughts once again. Eagerly I picked up the package, by now it is more or less dry and more stains appeared on the bra. Taking it out of its bag, the scent of cum filled my room on that instant, it was so remarkably strong. Strap after strap I slid on, clasping the strap behind me and snapping it tight on my chest. It was on me, though no longer moist like when its fresh, the smell is still emitting out from below. Even after donning my blouse, the smell was still very obvious as I head out to work.
As I walked to the bus stop, the smell kept emitting and emitting, as though it has become my perfume for the day. Mixture of my perfume and cum smell hits my nose at times. Well less on the perfume, the cum smell was what that filled my nose most of the time. As I boarded the bus, I wondered in my mind if anyone could actually smell the cum that was on my bra. Or even so, will people identify it as "cum smell" or shrug it away as just a funny weird aroma. Funny stares came from different direction from different people as they attempted to source out the smell or that is what I thought.
It was not so fortunate when boarding the train in the morning. I was the only one that was about to board from that particular entrance, not sure if the smell emitted crazily. Upon entering the train, within seconds, my mind started becoming paranoid on who may be staring at me. Looking around constantly, fidgeting nervously, the smell kept emitting from me, I was so nervous but yet clueless on whether anyone would have noticed it. I was on half day work today, so it was just a short trip to work to clear some documents and I was off to my own doings. I was eager to head to office, to get away from the crowd, to ease my fears and frustration. But that was not the end to it.
Only after arriving to work then I realised its another whole new scene of worries. Now it is even more worrying as the people now that you are facing are your colleagues, and not total strangers. A couple of times when colleagues approached me and after speaking with them for a while, I can't help but think did they noticed the smell. The smell though was starting to fade as it is drying up, it was not as strong as when I first received it. Once it was lunch time, freedom came and I rushed to the toilet immediately. Hiding into a cubicle, I removed my panties and stroke my fingers past my pussy, immediately I felt the wetness that has developed over the past few hours. I was so horny, but there was something else which I planned to do today. Opening my bag, I reached out for 2 items, another pair of panties and my trusty rabbit vibrator.
Parting my legs, I rubbed the tip of the vibrator against my pussy entrance, lubricating it with my juices as I slowly tried to slide it into me. Popped it goes into my pussy, inch after inch my pussy swallows the toy until the secondary tip was press firmly on my clit. After that I snapped on my fresh pair of panties, putting it on and pulling it all the way up. This pair had a hole in it, which after I specifically cut out on it. It was just large enough to allow the end of the vibrator to slip through, but not the entire vibrator, thus giving it a firm grip to hold the vibrator in my pussy. Tuning the knob a little, I turned it on to slow speed and got lost for a few minutes in pleasure until I cummed once, before I left the place for the supermarket.
The trip to the supermarket was nothing more than being full of sensual thoughts coupled with lots of distraction. It wasn't easy at all to make it to there, though it was only a short trip to walk over. Once I arrived there, it was time to begin phase 2 of the schedule. Heading to the toilet first, there was a queue which resulted in taking some time before I managed to get a cubicle. Once inside, I pressed on the speed toggle and boosted up the vibrator to medium. The distractions immediately became worse and I had to try to distract myself that the vibrator was present. I looked down and bend down towards my pussy area and instantly, I could smell the horny scent from my pussy as well. Drats both of my intimate zones are emitting unusual scents.
Heading out to the supermarket, I went on to shop for groceries. Couple of times the sensations was too strong and I ended up frozen at there while I let it happen, cumming there. First time it happened was when I was at the vegetables section. Picking up a packet of carrots, I was really close to cumming so I stand there and pretended to look at the carrots. Ignoring the people around me as I let myself had that long awaited orgasm.
The 2nd time was at the snack section where I cummed. There were many people around but luckily I managed to control my moans instead of letting it all aloud. The 3rd orgasm I secretly went to the tissue paper section which had the least amount of people there. While I was browsing around the supermarket, one thing which I noticed before leaving the toilet was that when I bend forward and my skirt presses tightly on my ass, the vibrator would be poking onto the back of my skirt due to its tightness. It was a little embarrassing as it felt as though I had a dick behind me x.x awkward.
A couple of times I had to watch myself when I bend forward to pick something up. Not to forget the cum smell was still floating up to me erotically, making me yearn to cum even more during the grocery shopping. While making payment, I could smell both my pussy smell and the cum scent. Both faded scents but stirred horny thoughts through my mind. It took me some time before I stabilise my thoughts and a couple of times, the cashier even asked me "Mam are you alright?" . It was so awkward back then.
Carry all the bags of groceries, I headed to the taxi stand to wait for a cab. There was an abundant of cabs available so it didn’t take long before I was on one. Sitting on the back seat, I hide behind the seat and began doing some adjustment to the vibrator below. Fumbling around, I finally managed to find the button and triggered it to high speed. The music from the radio overwhelmed the buzzing sound of the vibrator. I sat more towards the center of the taxi, my legs parted slightly as my mind drifted into bliss, the bliss of cumming. I opened my eyes and looked forward, noticing that the driver was stealing peeks at me. Moreover his mirror seems to be adjusted, it wasn’t pointing so low earlier on. Perhaps he has noticed something that was happening.
It was a road safety hazard for him to keep peeking at me. My hands moved to pull the hem of my skirt up slightly, shifting my legs a little an exposing more view to him. My vibrator was clearly visible now, and he was enjoying the show as well. Moments later we arrived at my home and I closed my legs as I made payment for the fare. Once I’m back home, I dropped all the groceries on the table and took off my panties. Lying down on the sofa, my legs parted and I held onto the toy, pumping it into me, fucking my pussy fast just like a hard dick pumping inside me. After 2 wonderful orgasms, I laid there on the sofa, panting as I slide the toy out of me.
One whole day of orgasms has worn me out pretty badly. After settling all of the groceries, I headed to my room and took off all my clothes. Throwing the bra just beside my pillow, I laid down and took a nap, I guess not so much of a nap, but wet dreams.
Ettu Signing Off ☺
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Me and my Boss: New opportunities (Conclusion)
All good things come to an end, or you could call all bad things come to an end.
The atmosphere at work was becoming more tensed. It has been a month since all these things happened. There weren't any rumours surfacing around me yet, but I felt the time spent with him was getting too much. Even if all was safe for now, rumours will definitely surface soon. There was a newcomer who came in, and I happened to be her mentor for this. I taught her all the ropes she needed to climb up, aside from all the things that are not so right.
Eventually I took her out for meetings, actually it only was 2 days before she actually went out with me. Cindy is a fast learner and very outspoken as well. The meetings with my boss became lesser as I spent more time with the newcomer. When I went back home, a phone call from Kitty changed me.
She had a job offering in another company, and asked me whether I would like to take it up. It sounded attractive, so I went for the interview behind Vincent's back. My new (and current) boss, a female, feels kind and understanding on the top layer. But truth is she is very demanding as well. All things seemed well and I took up that job offer, prompting me to write a resignation letter to my dear Vincent.
Actually for the day, I did not know how to pass the letter, especially towards him. But I also know that I cannot stay long here, soon butterflies will be flying all over and I may end up in a bigger scandal. I took the next few days passing on everything to the new girl, and brought her around to meet the various customers. Once I felt that more or less things are settled, I went into the Vincent's room to find him. The first thing that happened was, an immediate request for a blowjob!
As expected from him, which I obliged to give him, anyway will be his last. I merely sucked him for a short while, he was smelling quite bad today and I spent most of the time jerking him off instead. Once he was about to cum, he quickly directed me to show my boobs to him, and that was when he shot it all over my top.
Vincent: Yum Yum. Maybe should have went for below.
Me: This is probably your last, I'm so busy nowadays. Be thankful.
Vincent: No way am I letting this be the last.
Me: There is a letter for you, I'm heading off.
I left work shortly after that, not before giving my friendly HR a call and notifying her I was leaving the company. Whether did Vincent read the letter or not was irrelevant, it was just courtesy to be informing him that I'll be leaving. The next day I did not call in for work, Vincent was on overseas trip and apparently he did not read the letter. I took a week of break and in between was settling with my ex company HR on the details. The newcomer was more than capable to take over my job, though it was rather tad irresponsible for me to quit so suddenly, but she actually loved the job and was glad to be taking over.
3 days into my vacation I received a phone call from Vincent.
Vincent: WHAT YOU QUIT?! WHY SO SUDDEN?
Me: I needed a break and a fresh environment.
Vincent: We could have make arrangement. Now I'm sure you know that you need to give at least a month notice for this.
Me: Well aware of this and spoken to HR, maybe you could talk with them on this? She has actually briefed me fully on the consequences and etc.
Vincent: What about your work?
Me: Cindy is handling it fully.
Vincent: Anyway I wish you all the best in your new career.
Me: Thank you.
I compensated the company for the abrupt resignation, but its ok to me since I needed to do a clean break from him in the shortest quickest possible time frame.
My new job actually started a month later, I delayed it. So in fact I actually had time to settle things properly before leaving, just couldn't wait in my mind. Now I am out of there, aside from all the things done with and by him, I'm actually still quite grateful that I learnt so much from him.
A few weeks down the road and I contacted Cindy, she was doing well and closed much of the deals. 3 months after I left the job, I heard from Cindy that Vincent has left the company. Amongst the rumours that were spreading, she told me the most possible reason was due to sexual harassment. I asked her whether did he lay hands on her, she said he tried but the funny thing was, she no longer reports to him just a week after I left, she now reports to another team lead instead. The more juicy info from her was he tried to lay hands on some new girls, probably rejected flat by them and a complain was lodged against him for that. The amusing thing was it was multiple complains from various people, which makes me wonder why during my time no one stood up against him, or was I the only unfortunate candidate.
Ettu Signing Off ☺
The atmosphere at work was becoming more tensed. It has been a month since all these things happened. There weren't any rumours surfacing around me yet, but I felt the time spent with him was getting too much. Even if all was safe for now, rumours will definitely surface soon. There was a newcomer who came in, and I happened to be her mentor for this. I taught her all the ropes she needed to climb up, aside from all the things that are not so right.
Eventually I took her out for meetings, actually it only was 2 days before she actually went out with me. Cindy is a fast learner and very outspoken as well. The meetings with my boss became lesser as I spent more time with the newcomer. When I went back home, a phone call from Kitty changed me.
She had a job offering in another company, and asked me whether I would like to take it up. It sounded attractive, so I went for the interview behind Vincent's back. My new (and current) boss, a female, feels kind and understanding on the top layer. But truth is she is very demanding as well. All things seemed well and I took up that job offer, prompting me to write a resignation letter to my dear Vincent.
Actually for the day, I did not know how to pass the letter, especially towards him. But I also know that I cannot stay long here, soon butterflies will be flying all over and I may end up in a bigger scandal. I took the next few days passing on everything to the new girl, and brought her around to meet the various customers. Once I felt that more or less things are settled, I went into the Vincent's room to find him. The first thing that happened was, an immediate request for a blowjob!
As expected from him, which I obliged to give him, anyway will be his last. I merely sucked him for a short while, he was smelling quite bad today and I spent most of the time jerking him off instead. Once he was about to cum, he quickly directed me to show my boobs to him, and that was when he shot it all over my top.
Vincent: Yum Yum. Maybe should have went for below.
Me: This is probably your last, I'm so busy nowadays. Be thankful.
Vincent: No way am I letting this be the last.
Me: There is a letter for you, I'm heading off.
I left work shortly after that, not before giving my friendly HR a call and notifying her I was leaving the company. Whether did Vincent read the letter or not was irrelevant, it was just courtesy to be informing him that I'll be leaving. The next day I did not call in for work, Vincent was on overseas trip and apparently he did not read the letter. I took a week of break and in between was settling with my ex company HR on the details. The newcomer was more than capable to take over my job, though it was rather tad irresponsible for me to quit so suddenly, but she actually loved the job and was glad to be taking over.
3 days into my vacation I received a phone call from Vincent.
Vincent: WHAT YOU QUIT?! WHY SO SUDDEN?
Me: I needed a break and a fresh environment.
Vincent: We could have make arrangement. Now I'm sure you know that you need to give at least a month notice for this.
Me: Well aware of this and spoken to HR, maybe you could talk with them on this? She has actually briefed me fully on the consequences and etc.
Vincent: What about your work?
Me: Cindy is handling it fully.
Vincent: Anyway I wish you all the best in your new career.
Me: Thank you.
I compensated the company for the abrupt resignation, but its ok to me since I needed to do a clean break from him in the shortest quickest possible time frame.
My new job actually started a month later, I delayed it. So in fact I actually had time to settle things properly before leaving, just couldn't wait in my mind. Now I am out of there, aside from all the things done with and by him, I'm actually still quite grateful that I learnt so much from him.
A few weeks down the road and I contacted Cindy, she was doing well and closed much of the deals. 3 months after I left the job, I heard from Cindy that Vincent has left the company. Amongst the rumours that were spreading, she told me the most possible reason was due to sexual harassment. I asked her whether did he lay hands on her, she said he tried but the funny thing was, she no longer reports to him just a week after I left, she now reports to another team lead instead. The more juicy info from her was he tried to lay hands on some new girls, probably rejected flat by them and a complain was lodged against him for that. The amusing thing was it was multiple complains from various people, which makes me wonder why during my time no one stood up against him, or was I the only unfortunate candidate.
Ettu Signing Off ☺
Monday, October 21, 2013
Me and my Boss: Kinks and Fetishes (Chapter 3)
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Monday, October 14, 2013
Me and my Boss: How it all began (Chapter 1)
A little wild series of story from my past, about one of my direct superior at work.
Vincent, my ex-direct boss and also a person with multiple fetishes, plus a dirty bastard to be exact. He sets his sights on almost all the girls within his department, very persistant and does not gives up even though he has been rejected. He is from India, his grasp of language is somewhat there, though it became obvious to me that I ended up doing most of the presentation when meeting up with clients.
My memory of how it began was not at its best, lots of bits and pieces missing in my head. In the beginning, rumours has already been spreading around about how Vincent was picking up girls from within our department. Even though it was just a few rumours, many ladies steered clear from him and tried not to have much contact with him as much as possible. Due to this it even led to a drop in the female staff in my department and caused an increased in male staff within my department, though he was not questioned at all for such behavior.
I had little experience with him but a couple of times he tried to ask me out, which I rejected him flatly. Later on there was a client whom I had to meet up with, and unfortunately for me, he was invited to be present too. This led to one of our first few meeting, which ended up on the wrong side of the table. During the entire business talk, well I was rather ignorant about holding my liquor and ended up drinking way too much than I could handle. Many of the details are lost in my mind, the only thing I could recall off was vaguely that I had sex with my boss, and I awoke with him next to me, both of us naked and dried cum on my face. My pussy felt sore as well and that signified some activity has happened indefinitely. Countless of used condoms layed on the ground, we were at a hotel but none of the condoms had cum in it.
From this incident onwards, Vincent began acting differently towards me. Even though I shunned from the topic of sex when with him, sometimes even just by walking past him, I would get playfully spanked by him out of no where. It became more frequent and in just a few days after that incident, somehow he pulled me into more business opportunities and even made me take up another role of being his assistant. I wanted more exposure to my job, but was not interested to be his assistant at all, either way I had to stick around to increase my exposure.This marked the start of his exploitations once I agreed to take up the additional role to be his assistant, aside from my main responsibilities.
On the first scheduled meeting with the customer, he brought me out early for lunch. After lunch he brought me for shopping, choosing a bunch of clothes for me to try on and even lingerie. As long as it fits on me, even though it maybe kinda revealing and the skirts he chose exceptionally short, he would buy them for me. At the end of the day, I just brought back all the clothes and had them washed. I was thinking shrugs he just bought them for me, to be more presentable though it was overwhelming, but never did ask me to model for him. It was still acceptable until 2 days later.
Vincent messaged me at night, dropping me a bomb shell that I did not expect.
-Message-
Tomorrow's meeting will be in formal attire. Be dressed in the attires we bought earlier on, in any combination will do. Be presentable.
-End of message-
My jaws dropped when he sent me that message, I was a little panicking and quickly went to my cupboard to fish those clothes out. The tops weren't that revealing actually aside from a few, the skirts were the major pain due to all of them being so short. Since it was a dinner, I supposed I should get dressed in a more presentable way like he mentioned and reluctantly I selected the black V dress.
The next day evening I donned that dress and was kind of regretting about the decision. The V neck line was so low and my cleavage was pretty exposed from that view. My boss was already waiting for me downstairs and I went out with that attire, to his delight and to my demise. The dinner went well, but for me, the numerous stares I'm getting from the public as well as from my client was not acceptable to me. I was more diligent today and refrained from consuming too much alcohol. Once I'm back in the car with him, that was when Vincent made his move for more demands.
Vincent: What a kinky girl you are, choosing the black G-string..
Me: Just grabbing the first one in my hand.
Vincent: What about the top?
Me: Black as well.
Vincent: Lets see.. Among the 3 which we bought, my guess it is the sheer lace!
Me: Wrong!
Vincent: I don't believe, show me evidence!
Me: *pulls down a side of my dress and showed him my bra strap, he was right actually*
Vincent: See I'm right.
The day ended with him sending me home and giving me another ticking message after that.
-Message-
For tomorrow, Formal attire. With a dark blue bra. Mandatory. The rest are up to you.
-End of message-
Ettu Signing Off ☺
Vincent, my ex-direct boss and also a person with multiple fetishes, plus a dirty bastard to be exact. He sets his sights on almost all the girls within his department, very persistant and does not gives up even though he has been rejected. He is from India, his grasp of language is somewhat there, though it became obvious to me that I ended up doing most of the presentation when meeting up with clients.
My memory of how it began was not at its best, lots of bits and pieces missing in my head. In the beginning, rumours has already been spreading around about how Vincent was picking up girls from within our department. Even though it was just a few rumours, many ladies steered clear from him and tried not to have much contact with him as much as possible. Due to this it even led to a drop in the female staff in my department and caused an increased in male staff within my department, though he was not questioned at all for such behavior.
I had little experience with him but a couple of times he tried to ask me out, which I rejected him flatly. Later on there was a client whom I had to meet up with, and unfortunately for me, he was invited to be present too. This led to one of our first few meeting, which ended up on the wrong side of the table. During the entire business talk, well I was rather ignorant about holding my liquor and ended up drinking way too much than I could handle. Many of the details are lost in my mind, the only thing I could recall off was vaguely that I had sex with my boss, and I awoke with him next to me, both of us naked and dried cum on my face. My pussy felt sore as well and that signified some activity has happened indefinitely. Countless of used condoms layed on the ground, we were at a hotel but none of the condoms had cum in it.
From this incident onwards, Vincent began acting differently towards me. Even though I shunned from the topic of sex when with him, sometimes even just by walking past him, I would get playfully spanked by him out of no where. It became more frequent and in just a few days after that incident, somehow he pulled me into more business opportunities and even made me take up another role of being his assistant. I wanted more exposure to my job, but was not interested to be his assistant at all, either way I had to stick around to increase my exposure.This marked the start of his exploitations once I agreed to take up the additional role to be his assistant, aside from my main responsibilities.
On the first scheduled meeting with the customer, he brought me out early for lunch. After lunch he brought me for shopping, choosing a bunch of clothes for me to try on and even lingerie. As long as it fits on me, even though it maybe kinda revealing and the skirts he chose exceptionally short, he would buy them for me. At the end of the day, I just brought back all the clothes and had them washed. I was thinking shrugs he just bought them for me, to be more presentable though it was overwhelming, but never did ask me to model for him. It was still acceptable until 2 days later.
Vincent messaged me at night, dropping me a bomb shell that I did not expect.
-Message-
Tomorrow's meeting will be in formal attire. Be dressed in the attires we bought earlier on, in any combination will do. Be presentable.
-End of message-
My jaws dropped when he sent me that message, I was a little panicking and quickly went to my cupboard to fish those clothes out. The tops weren't that revealing actually aside from a few, the skirts were the major pain due to all of them being so short. Since it was a dinner, I supposed I should get dressed in a more presentable way like he mentioned and reluctantly I selected the black V dress.
The next day evening I donned that dress and was kind of regretting about the decision. The V neck line was so low and my cleavage was pretty exposed from that view. My boss was already waiting for me downstairs and I went out with that attire, to his delight and to my demise. The dinner went well, but for me, the numerous stares I'm getting from the public as well as from my client was not acceptable to me. I was more diligent today and refrained from consuming too much alcohol. Once I'm back in the car with him, that was when Vincent made his move for more demands.
Vincent: What a kinky girl you are, choosing the black G-string..
Me: Just grabbing the first one in my hand.
Vincent: What about the top?
Me: Black as well.
Vincent: Lets see.. Among the 3 which we bought, my guess it is the sheer lace!
Me: Wrong!
Vincent: I don't believe, show me evidence!
Me: *pulls down a side of my dress and showed him my bra strap, he was right actually*
Vincent: See I'm right.
The day ended with him sending me home and giving me another ticking message after that.
-Message-
For tomorrow, Formal attire. With a dark blue bra. Mandatory. The rest are up to you.
-End of message-
Ettu Signing Off ☺
Thursday, December 20, 2012
A piece a day Day 2
The morning, everything was as per normal. Wearing my skirt with a white blouse, I set out for work carrying my coat.
Today was braless and pantyless day. Probably a daring step to me as well as the blouse I was wearing was kinda tight, and well I was supposed to teach some new guy some mini orientation, assigning his job and etc.
The stares I received on the bus wasn't much, but there was one, probably one and many others that I didn't noticed. The new guy came, and he was came approaching me for some advise. Throughout the entire conversation, I could tell he wasn't really listening to what I was talking, but staring at somewhere else. His eye contact kept running down before shooting up, girls will probably feel offended when such things happens.
For me I'm pretty sure he noticed what is happening. There's a risk of my "exposure" as well as me getting in trouble but that wasn't really important. After assigning him his tasks, he left the room and I quickly went to the ladies.
Looking at myself in the mirror, godness I noticed how visible they were. My rock hard nipples were pressing so hard against my shirt, It was so visible. Visible in the sense of 2 tiny peaks poking against the material, but that can also be shooed away as bra paddings. Some bra will result in such pokeyness, that I hate to wear :P
I adjusted myself and went back to my desk, continuing with my work. Some time later the new guy came again, seemingly to ask me some questions. Again he was staring at my chest, stealing glimpse of me whever I am not looking at him. After a brief few minutes of explaining him his things, he left the place and went back to his work.
Sigh I was thinking, this is the 2nd time I am taking a new guy under me, normally it was girls and girls are easer to communicate. For a new guy, he was asking a little too many questions but well he is new, thats explainable.
Time went pass and well, it was time for coffee break. Taking all my coffee tools, I went to the pantry to brew my daily coffee. Powder, cup, filter, and hot water. MMmm my favourite cup of strong espresso. I turned around and was hit by a cup of water.
*Splashed*
I have accidentally knocked onto the new guy and his cup of water spilled onto me. My blouse was wet, though not fully, but a sizable portion. Luckily it was only water, plain water and not coffee or tea which would have been worse. He kept apologising and I quickly went back to the ladies to clean up what had happened.
Looking at the mirror, I was shocked to see my nipples all visible through my blouse. It was a total see through, as my nipples and their rings were clearly visible through it. Taking as much tissue as I can find, I tried to dry up as much as possible. But still it was pretty visible, especially the nipples since they remained hard all the way. Using my arms, I folded my arms as I walked to my desk, hopefully no one will notice anything.
Back at my desk, I was constantly adjusting my clothes, trying to make them not hug my chest will using the fan to blow dry. I heard a knock and he came in again, the new guy. He came in again apologising about what had just happened, at the same time came asking me some questions about work, though I felt that I had answered those questions previously.
Teasing me before he left the room, he said I was daring. I asked him why? He said nothing. Though deep inside me I knew what he was referring to.
Suffering from all the stares I was throughout the day, it was finally over as it was time to go home. I felt a sense of relieved, thankfully I left office slightly early, but well was a little naughty as well.
Taking my coat, I went to the ladies. Entering a cubicle, I started unbuttoning my blouse and taking off my skirt. Taking the coat in hand, I donned it over my naked body and kept the clothes within my coat. I went out of the cubicle and looked at the mirror, ok all safe. I quickly went out and went back to my desk, keeping my clothes my bag and left office.
My mind was having a blast of all the thrill I was having, the first time doing this, couldnt really maintain my composure. Many questions were going through my mind, Will people see me ? What will they do ? What happens the coat falls off? The feel of this makes me so excited.
Heading home in a cab, I was relieved as none of the above things did happened. But thinking again, maybe I will do something tonight.
Ettu Signing Off ☺
A piece a day Day 1
After aching for sometime, actually it was quite a long time. Boring day it is, was thinking of what should I do. So on Wed morning, I have decided to try something different.
Well I was thinking, its just 3 days more before its the end of the week, and christmas is round the corner, lets do something for this festive occasion. Looking in the mirror, I was getting dressed as usual for work, except with a little difference.
Donned in my office wear, grabbing a pair of panties in my hands and stuffing it into my bag, i left home pantyless. Being exposed below, I could feel the cold breeze blowing through my intimate folds whenever the wind came.
I hitched a cab and head out to work. On the way, it was as usual, pretty tense as yeah there is always a risk of being spotted in such a dress code. But well I doubt anyone would have such a sharp eyes to look for it, or even less sees it.
The day went by not as quickly as I expected. Being naked below makes the kitty below just so vulnerable to exposure, and even more likely vulnerable to arousal. I could feel myself moist for the day, or rather since I boarded the cab, it has been moist the whole time.
The short skirt makes it even more to hide, making my movement restricted and have to be careful whenever I take a seat. There was a scheduled meeting with an applicant, my boss told me to go with her. Well ok so be it.
Entering the room, we were greeted by a young gentlemen sitting inside with a short and neat haircut. The interview began and a series of questions were being throwned towards him, from my boss. Throughout the entire interview, I was a little bored and was hungry. It was a last minute interview right during lunch time.I was a little desperate to get out of the place.
Due to being hungry, I didn't really watched myself and also the way I was supposed to be seated. Instead of crossing my legs, I was seated in the usual style, legs down throughout. I was fumbling my handphone, reading my emails while the applicant was filling in the forms.
Next I heard a loud bang on the floor as something dropped. He dropped his pen. He reached down below to look for it, took quite long too. By the time I realised what is happening, it was a little late as he had already gone down. He took quite some time, at least 5 - 10 sec before he actually came up.
Needless to say I suppose he had saw it, but I kept my composure unless he decides to blurt out anything. After he had done his fill in filling up the forms, we led him out and headed to lunch.
The rest of the day went on without much commotion. Sitting at the bus stop, I missed my bus, and had to wait for the next long long bus, which was like 20mins later. After considering for sometime, I instead went to take the MRT as the bus was just ridiculously long.
Now I guess the main part of the fun should come from here. On the train tehre will be many different kinds of people and etc. Thankfully the train I boarded wasn't crowded and I managed to get a seat. I crossed my legs a few times during the trip, some guys caught my attention, or rather I had caught theirs.
Sitting directly opposite me, 2 guys were constantly catching glimpses and winks of me. Knowing someone is looking, I guess it wouldn't harm to show more. Setting down my legs slowly, I sat upright and opened my legs slightly. Using my bag to block as I sat on.
They reacted, seemingly trying to see more but unable to. The look on them was quite amusing. I pulled up my bag, at the same time riding my skirt even further up, exposing more of it for a brief second before adjusting it down again. Now one of the guys were giving me a stare while another was giving me the smiles. The attention given to me was only making me more wet but all fun comes to an end as I got off the train.
Tomorrow shall be another day, of another adventure.
Ettu Signing Off ☺
Friday, December 14, 2012
Lost and Found Dinner with Mystery Guy Part 2
He pushed me forward as I leaned against the glass window, I could feel his raging hard on rubbing against my skirt. But it felt a little too exposed, felt like it was already out of his pants. My hands moved back to try to confirm my suspicions, and true enough his dick was out.
His hands moved swiftly to grab my hands, pulling them behind my back while his other hand began pulling down my panties. This isn't what was planned, maybe I was being too naive to believe it was just coffee. His grip was tight, I couldn't really move my hands, with moments my panties was off and I felt his fingers pressed onto my pussy for the first time.
"Very wet... Yet you say you don't want it." He said.
I didn't reply, my brain was still searching for the right terms to use.
"I thought you said just coffee?" I replied.
"The coffee is you my dear. And I'm about to have it." Grinning at me as he bend down to pick up my panties.
I saw my chance came as I struggled out of his grip, only to be greeted by 2 strong hands instead.
"You moved too much, take a break." Using my panties , he started bundling my hand with it and securing them behind MD.
"Why don't you let me try pleasing you? You certainly smell so good." He bend down towards my pussy, I could feel his breath right at my erotic zones.
"You forced your way on every girl you meet?" I asked him.. "sadly some girls like it this way, to be licked" as he took a whiff of my pussy. "Very nice"
I closed my eyes, as I await his tongue to lick me. "Feast time..... oh wait, I guess not" he immediately stood up and plunge his dick into me instead. It was so sudden but it didn't hurt much as I was pretty lubricated. He was long but not that huge. He moved his hips quickly, he didn't waste time at all. It was just fast and deep strokes all the way. With my hands bound, he started unbuttoning my blouse while his hips kept moving. I was enjoying it, never expected it to feel good but well maybe I had misunderstand him. But the situation just makes it more exciting and he kept his pace up all the way.
He pulled off my bra and threw it on the ground. Turning me around, he brought me towards the table and bend me forward, continuing his long hard thrusts while moans just kept escaping my mouth.
The rollercoaster ride hit its peak many times, orgasms just kept coming as he didn't slow down at all. Makes me wonder how much stamina he actually has. The very least he did used condom, after all this is an ons to him, and me. But I felt the condom will break at the aggressive pace he was at.
He suddenly stopped and seemed to be grabbing something.
"Condom snapped?" I chuckled. "It slipped out la, you're too tight. Stealing my clothes" He slipped on a new one and pulled the other one out before continue his humping. We were into it for almost 10 mins before he changed the first time, this went on for another few minutes but drove me wild and made my body jelly.
I moaned the loudest when his fingers were vibrating against my clit while penetrating me ruthlessly with his dick, that felt so good I just moaned louder and louder until suddenly I saw lights turning on outside. Instantly he cupped my mouth and continued banging me.
Ettu Signing Off ☺
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