Love at a Sunset of Fort Zeelandia, Taiwan

Cheng-han had crossed the South China Sea to come to Taiwan in search of adventure. He was a tall and unassuming Chinese boy who was mostly quiet but when he spoke everyone would listen. He would talk about going off to unknown lands in search of his destiny, fall in love and marry a princess but his father would laugh at him. You live in your head, boy, his father Chun-hung would always say.

But he had done it. He had run away from the humdrum life of downtown Shanghai and landed in Taiwan, a small exotic island miles into the sea. He had felt the sea breeze, smelled the salt and experienced the unadulterated sunshine on his face.

He was lucky to have landed a job on daily wages as a manual labourer at the newly established Dutch settlement of Fort Zeelandia for it was rare for a civilian to work and live in this military area where locals were hardly seen. It was essentially a port where ships came and went all day; it fascinated Cheng-han to think of faraway lands with their inhabitants. He would often wonder how they lived their lives across the seemingly endless ocean.

The Fort consisted of three layers of walls constructed from Dutch bricks with a bastion on each corner, which seemed daunting to Cheng-han at first, but with time he got used to it. The downtown was outside while inside the fort lay the military and administration center, a church, and garrisons. Cheng-han often crossed downtown consisting of a market to get inside the fort, almost on a daily basis.

It was here that he had his first interaction with the white man; aloof and business-like, most of the Dutch officials were stiff and arrogant, and hardly even spoke to the locals. But Cheng-han was luckier than most; he managed to get repair work inside the cantonment area so he was a common sight heaving bricks to and fro from all over the fort. Even though it didn’t pay much, he was making his way up in the world and never complained.

One of the Dutch officials he did have some interaction with was Hendrik Gerritt, a middle-aged heavily set and tanned army officer who barked orders with precision who knew some Mandarin which served well for basic communication for Cheng-han. The Dutchman developed a particular fondness for the Chinese boy during the two years that passed; in this time Cheng-han was given errands such as delivering of letters and documents from one office to the other. It seemed as if this humble hard working local had earned the trust of his masters and it seemed to suit Cheng-han.

It was January 1634 when the huge fort was nearing its completion that Cheng-han’s life was turned upside down; he was snared from the moment he saw her. It was as if an angel had descended from heaven who smiled upon him. His rush in delivering a letter for Gerritt had knocked over some trunks which blocked his way. He stumbled and was momentarily blinded by the sunlight. When he looked up, he saw a beautiful, golden-haired angel looking down upon him; she was dressed in white and at that moment he thought he had died and gone to heaven.

After spending days awestruck and searching for this angel in vain, Cheng-han was convinced that she as not real. It was only by accident that he found out that she was Gerritt’s only daughter, Adriana and was visiting her father for some time. He could not believe that fate had dealt such a cruel blow; he had fallen in love with the forbidden apple of Eden.

On one fateful day, when he was working in the expansive leafy garden areas of the fort when he saw her alone again. She was leisurely strolling with her white parasol and taking in the sights and sounds. By the looks of it, she seemed lost but Cheng-han was hypnotized by the mere sight of her. As she approached the place he was working, she saw him and upon recognizing a familiar face, she smiled. Cheng-han froze and seemed to have lost all capacity to speak. She came closer and he saw her beautiful eyes; they were as blue as the sea, and he was simply lost in their depth. Suddenly, he realized that he had lingered too long and that it would be seen as inappropriate. He was concerned that he had offended the young lady.

 

Fort Zeelandia Image
Image: Fort Zeelandia Historical Image

 

Destiny had worked its magic. It was as if the entire universe had stopped in that moment. She held out her hand and spoke a musical language he did not understand. But it was music to his ears. For a moment, he struggled but soon gave into the sea of emotions raging in his body. He grasped her tender hand and stood up. Is this love? He asked himself. The touch of her hand was electrifying and he felt sensations he had never in his whole life felt before; his skin tingled, his heart was banging against his chest and he could hear the blood pounding in his ears. He had never felt so alive.

She spoke again and it sounded like a question. She then pointed at the stairs leading to the upper portion of Fort Zeelandia which overlooked the sea. I think she is asking me to walk with her, and his legs responded to her voice. He began leading her to the stairs. They climbed together in silence and reached the top just in time for the setting sun. The shades of yellow, orange and red reflected against the darkening sea created the perfect setting for this forbidden romance. No one could imagine such an unlikely love story could unfold in this intimidating Dutch army fort.

He turned to her and in that moment, his heart was bound to hers forever. He reached out and touched her face. Her cheek was soft and he was ashamed of his rough and blistered hands that were soiling this angelic creature. He dropped his hand and hung his head. I am not worthy of her, he thought.

Then he saw a hesitant, white-gloved hand touch his chest. He looked up in surprise. By her expression, she was caught in a struggle of duty and love; her smile was shy and scared. But he took her hand and this gesture encouraged her. She smiled more confidently now and this gave him more courage.

Slowly and gradually, as the sun disappeared into the sea, so did the reluctance of the two lovers. Their souls were mingling and their bodies felt it. He enveloped her in his arms and breathed in her scent. He could feel her trembling and it made him never want to let go. Soon, their hearts were beating as one; they were no longer two bodies, their souls had consummated.

She whispered endearments which he didn’t understand, he narrated odes of her beauty and grace that she couldn’t comprehend. But their love didn’t need interpretation; words were replaced by their limbs and eyes. When he kissed her soft lips, he lost all sense of propriety and wanted to marry her right there and then! He no longer cared about social customs, inappropriateness or even that his life was in danger because of this daring indiscretion.

From that day onwards, this secluded spot of Fort Zeelandia became their secret rendezvous. Every day, Cheng-han would drop everything and hurriedly make his way through the military offices and housing area to the top of the fort. Often, he would wait for her for hours before she could make the proper excuses for her absence and make her way there without suspicion.

Every evening was a reliving of the beautiful sunset of the very day they had fallen in love. Their kisses became more passionate and fervent. Their hands explored more of each other, but they did not dare to go further for the fear of being caught played in their minds. Cheng-han was aroused but did not want to scare Adriana off because he was thought she was too good for him, a lowly manual labourer. Even though his body ached and longed for her, he promised himself that he would not take her virtue without making her his lawful wife.

Now, the days at Fort Zeelandia seemed long and stifling to Cheng-han. He longed for the freedom of the sea with Adriana by his side. The stolen looks and smiles during day time were not enough for him anymore. He wanted to run away for the second time, but this time to make a home with his love. But it seemed impossible, for no one would understand his love for a white woman and he could not dare to speak of it or expect any help from any one.

 

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Photo: Taipei Signal Army, Two Old Dutch Forts

 

Adriana was also anxious all the time. She always feared that someone would see her with Cheng-han and report him to her father and be executed. But her heart was drawn to him as a moth is drawn to a flame. She had never imagined that a trip gloomy forbidding visit to her estranged father in a lonely fort would change her life completely.

She had been taught to look down on ‘yellow men’ but from the moment she saw him toppled over her trunks that fateful day, she knew there was something different about this China-man. She could not understand whether it was attraction or infatuation but this tall, handsome Chinese boy had stolen her heart. He was so tender and sweet; even the way he touched her showed so much respect, something that she could never find in men from her own country. He was courteous but also showered her with so much love that she only in a few days she could not imagine her life without him.

She had longed to escape the dull country life in Gouda which lie in the south of Holland. Even though her uncle had a match waiting for her as soon as she went back home, she felt trapped; even her father would not hear of rejecting her future betrothed Hans, who was a ginger-haired conservative and small minded clerk at the local townhouse. While they did not speak the same language, she knew that even though Cheng-han had no money, he greatly cared for her.

Cheng-han had picked up some Dutch words and was slowly beginning to communicate his concerns to her. She understood his dilemma. But as luck would have it; these innocent unsuspecting lovers were to be as quickly separated by fate as it had brought them together.

Cheng-han was sent to the port of Armosa which lay a few miles outside the fort, a trip that was to take two days because he was to supervise a delivering shipment of Dutch bricks. He hadn’t even had a chance to tell Adriana about his absence and was intuitively worried. Meanwhile, that very morning after his departure, Adriana was dismayed to find out that she was to leave for Holland at dawn the next day! She rushed to their secret meeting place and cried to Cheng-han out to the sea, but in vain. He was nowhere to be found. She thought the worst; they had been found out and that is why she was being sent back. She feared for him and prayed the whole night for his safety. With a heavy heart, she set out for the port and boarded her ship.

As the ship backed away from the harbor, she saw a lone figure running towards the dock through her tears from the deck. It was Cheng-han who was crying out to her and pleading with her to come back to him! But alas, it was too late, she saw him jump into the water but being from the mainland he had never learned to swim and several other workers at the dock dived in to retrieve him but he was never found. It was assumed that he drowned under the tides as he looked up through the water he saw her image rippled and disfigured. He wanted to remember the moments they shared with each other and could not live with the sadness of living a life without her. Legend has it, he has turned into a ghost who now haunts the fort of Zeelandia.

And from that moment on, Fort Zeelandia was no longer just a monument of Dutch colonialism; it was an ode to an everlasting love of two innocent souls who were bound in spirit, but sadly, were never to unite in the flesh.

 

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My Perfect Woman at Love River, Taiwan

Beautiful Wife Photo

I was born to a wealthy Christian family in a town village in Oklahoma, which clung to tradition and values, my life was easy going. I had everything I could hope for. My education was sound which gave me a handsome job with steady income. My marriage took place without first really getting to know my wife the way I would have liked. As time went on, I realized that this was never the dreamy married life I had looked forward to.

The early months of my marriage seemed deceptively lively and full of excitement. It slowly faded off, more like how a baby takes on a new toy and gets bored afterwards. Gradually our lives crept apart, each person locked inside their own world, we were strangers to each other. Somewhere shortly along the course of our lives, our child, a baby girl was born. I vaguely remember the happy faces of my family and somehow, to me, it didn’t mattered. The months that followed seemed ponderous and slow, as if on a march towards nothingness.

Despite all this emptiness I did manage my duties as a father. Both Melissa and I put our efforts to give our child the best of what we could muster, in the face of a fast disintegrating marriage. One and a half years after my baby’s birth, fate dealt a cruel blow. She was stricken down with pneumonia and despite every care we could give, she got worse. Our bundle of joy was fast losing her battle. She passed away one evening in the hospital fighting till her last breath. My wife was inconsolable having lost the only thing she really cared for. Later that night, strangely, I sobbed myself to sleep.

I woke up the next morning hit with the pain of realization. I knew with a strange certainty that I had to save my marriage, and I needed my wife back in my life, and it had to be now. I knew that despite everything I needed her more than anything else in this world and I would give anything to get her back. So, for the next few days I started planning desperately how best to do it.

Taiwan is probably the last place any one would choose as a romantic hotspot and more so, especially to save your marriage. Not with its overcrowded streets and the bustle of everyday life. I used to dream about the canals of Venice with the gondolas and the romantic music to set the mood. Love River in Taiwan, I felt was the perfect place to experience all that and maybe more in a truly Oriental way. Suddenly everything began to fall in place. I knew what I was missing this whole time. I never did try to understand her nor her feelings all these years. It saddened me and I had to make immediate amends.

I broke the news to her one week later, after I had all the travel and hotel reservations done. I took the chance somehow feeling confident she will not say no. I was right and was obviously relieved. She seemed strangely unemotional though, about the whole thing. I couldn’t blame her. Our flight was in the morning and when we reached the airport which was slightly less then 3 hours by road, everything seemed to be coming back. She was still expressionless.

It was going to be a long journey. It was all the way to Hong Kong via LA, and from Hong Kong another one and a half hour. All together it would take slightly more then a day. I looked forward to being with her all this time, close to her and maybe look at her, the way I never looked these two years.

I imagined how much she needed me in a place where no one knew who we were. I thought that when we got back to the hotel how easy it would be to caress her face and hold her warm body up against mine. The feeling of her round breasts, pushed up against my chest. As she breathes her nipples begin to gently rub against me. I can see down her top, as I gently unbutton her top. I feel her beginning to grind against my jeans. I cup her breast in my hand and begin to suck through her lace bralette. She moans louder, my cock so thick and ready for her body. My heart beat faster as I thought about her.

Our travel was uneventful. We landed in Kaohsiung in the morning. It was a Sunday and being a holiday, it was crowded. Taiwan is never the best place to drive or to be driven. People are in such hurry and the last thing they obey, are the traffic rules. The place is overcrowded and for a moment I panicked on my decision to come here. We checked into one of the well known Hotels within a comfortable proximity to Love River.

The room was luxurious to say the least with a resplendent looking king bed and a spacious bathroom. I asked her to freshen up while I scanned the streets from the balcony. I could start off with a stroll along the river and maybe visit the pubs and restaurants by the road side. She came out from her bath draped in her robe and for the first time I noticed how beautiful she was. I looked up all the way from her dainty toes to her beautifully toned calves and up her shoulders and to her shoulder length deep brown hair, now wet and clinging around her head. Her hands and fingers seemed so perfect and sculpted.

She began to rub moisturising lotion on the bottoms of her legs, she rubbed it heavily into her thighs. I could feel an erection swell between my legs, I often loved to watch her. I imagined parting her thighs apart with my hands and massaging her inner thighs. I would place more lotion on my hands, I would massage around her vagina until she became wet. She would grab onto my waist and ask me to enter her. I would not yet give her what she wants. I would pin her arms up, and take off her panties. My hand would slowly begin massaging her warm and wet vagina. She would frantically grab at my hand for insertion, but I would lean in forward and begin to lick her out. I would lick all her juices and demand she needed to give me more. She caught me staring at her, I tore my eyes away and headed for the bathroom.

I was slightly panting and strangely excited. I finished relieving myself and had a bath. I came out to see her dressed in a pair of jeans and polo. I too dressed up and together we moved out to the streets. It was nearing noon and decided to try out some of the local recipes. Gradually she appeared to relax and speak more freely without the former hint of quiet submission. We ate and we talked at the same time. Our subjects flitted from the strange but lovely dishes, friends, our family and then slowly to our baby. The thoughts of her baby came back to her and I could see her eyes briefly moisten.

After we had finished I took her hand and led her down the street. Keeping to the side beside the river, we walked in silence, close to each other with bodies barely touching. I took her hand gently but firmly in mine. She did not say a word, but moved closer, now with our bodies moving in unison and gently rubbing against each other. She stopped suddenly and looked at my eyes and told me that she wanted to go back to our room now. We turned and for no reason hurried back, almost running, to our room.

No sooner we entered the room and with no further words exchanged, she embraced me tightly and clung to me pressing her whole body to mine, sobbing uncontrollably. I gently lifted her face to mine and without hesitating, kissed her long and deep on her full lips. Our tongues wrestled as I tasted the food we had. Gently biting her lips I sucked her lower lips while she hung on to me desperately. Finally I lifted her off her feet and carried her to the bed and I literally dropped myself on top of her

I kissed and rubbed the nape of her neck gently biting her as she moaned with pleasure. Still dressed, I snuggled between her full breasts and biting them through her dress. By this time she was almost trashing with sheer pleasure and we almost tore away our dresses and cuddled into a warm embrace.

All the long years of loneliness seemed to break away replaced with a sudden uncontrollable urge. I made love to her gently at first but with a fiery passion in the end as I spent deep inside her. The moments which followed were probably the sweetest I ever enjoyed all these years. She held me tightly, all the time whispering sweet nothingness in my ear. We stayed in bed holding each other closely as if afraid something may befall the other.

 

Lover River Tourist Photo
Photo: Lover River

 

I slowly got up and planting a kiss on her forehead peered into her big brown eyes and smiled. It was a smile which carried a million expressions of love. She followed me to the bathroom and we took our bath together. I could not remember if there was another time before this that we had our bath together

Later that evening, we sat in the Love River Park drinking tea in one of the outdoor cafes. They played music and we listened to the litany holding hands and lost in our new found world. By late dusk we took a journey along the river overwhelmed by the breathtaking night sights on either side of the river. She snuggled close to me and rested her head on my shoulder. I put my hand over her shoulder and kissed her on her lips. She seemed so full of joy and happiness.

We decided to find a quiet place along the Love River, nestled between some forestry and the shoreline. I placed down my jacket for us to sit next to each other, I pulled her in close so she could use my body to heat up. I rubbed her shoulders as her shivering body calmed down. She placed her hand on my knee and it began to wander onto the crotch, she began stroking it through my pants. I had one of the biggest erections I had ever had, it sat so uncomfortably in my pants. She said she would take care of it. She unbuttoned my jeans and began running my cock. The precum dripped out as my balls started to become full of cum. I got the precum on my finger and rubbed it into her nipple. Her body relaxed and she rubbed my cock quicker and faster. Strings of cum uncontrollably poured out onto her hand. She was pleased with herself and I felt fully relieved for the first time in a long time.

We finished our boating and walked back to the park, I did not want this day to end so quickly. As we were about to leave, I pulled her close to me and planted a long and lingering kiss on her lips. I dropped to my knees in front of her and pulled up her top and snuggled against her breasts slowly sucking each nipple until they stood upright. I then proceeded down to her lap caressing her calves from under her skirt and then I buried my head between her warm thighs. The musky odor of her sex overpowered my senses as I titillated it with my tongue. Her moans were subdued and then she suddenly grabbed my hair pulling me closer and deeper. She held me like that for a few moments before she relaxed and looked at me for a long time.

Abruptly she got up, took my hand and walked back to our hotel. We had one more long delicious bath enjoying each other’s body to the fullest, exploring every nook and cranny, valleys and dales, seen and unseen. That night it seemed as if we could never get enough of each other. Finally towards the break of dawn we drifted off to sleep.

We got up late in the morning to the sound of our room phone ringing incessantly. It was the voice of a rather anxious front office clerk who seemed to be worried about not seeing us in the morning. I guess she understood when I spoke because I sensed her giggle at the end of the conversation. That day we kept ourselves to our hotel and to ourselves. All the time we had lost had to be made up.

The Love River park was our favorite place. We would sit and talk and talk. Not that we had any particular subject. We really never cared about choosing subjects as long as we could talk to one another. We sat there from morning till evening at times strolling along the river side and visiting each and every shop, not that we wanted to buy anything. We knew all the places we could secretly spend more time together, alone, away from the hustle and bustle of the locals and tourists.

We stayed on for another 3 days, this time taking care to visit the market streets to buy jade jewellery and any other curios we could lay our eyes on. As long as we had each other, we did not really care what we bought and how we spend the time. We took another boating down the river before we started back. This time the boat was all for ourselves and taking care that we spend the time enjoying the lovely sights along the shores not caring for anything else in the world. Within these days we made passionate love countless times, the wetness ran down her legs each time she would think about penetration. I always gave her what she wanted.

As we boarded the return flight and had settled comfortably in my favorite place by the window, I could not but be proud and guilty at the same time. Proud that I finally pulled my marriage back from a precipice and guilty that I never had made an attempt to know how much we loved each other. It took the loss of my precious baby to make me realize.

I looked across to my wife who appeared to have dozed off. Her hair slightly dishevelled, falling over her shoulders, her graceful face full of love and beauty almost made me say aloud, Thank God, it was worth it, the sacrifice was worth it. I looked back to the window staring in to the clouds. She turned her head to me and smiled. Maybe she heard.

 

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Review: Screaming O Positive Vibrator

Screaming O Positive Vibrator Photo

One of the many new adult lifestyle products in our stores is the rechargeable Screaming O Positive Vibe. Yes, I bought one the day they came in, I really couldn’t help myself. I already have multiple rechargeable bullets at home but this one definitely caught eye and has now stolen my heart. Also at such an affordable price how could I not?

Made out of body safe ABS plastic and with a PU coat for that soft touch we all love and crave. It’s shaped with a point at the end which makes it really easy to get direct stimulation, whichever way you decide to use it.

This super powerful bullet comes with 20 vibrating/rumbly functions, so if you’re the kind of person who gets bored of just the standard speeds of a bullet this is definitely the toy for you as it offers the most amount of vibration patterns (other than the Femme Fun Ultra Bullet).

 

Screaming O Positive Vibrator Photo
Sex Toy: Screaming O Positive Vibrator

 

So.. I must admit it’s the finger cradle that made me want this toy more than anything. Don’t get me wrong, I love all the bullets I already have at home, but the holder really makes the difference. I’m very easily distracted, so when my hand starts to go numb from the intensity of rechargeable bullets, when I start to feel the heat of the bullet once it’s been running for a while or when it starts to get messy and I can’t keep a good grip the experience starts to go downhill. I just end up giving up and using my hand which ends up with a super disappointing orgasm because I can’t say my fingers are as fast as a bullet. Using a bullet during sex has also just gotten a lot easier, being able to penetrate with another toy and not having to worry about where the bullet is sliding off to because the cradle keeps it under control is literally the best thing ever! (I am one super happy lesbian and I’m sure all you other gay and hetero couples will feel the same). The finger cradle is a gift from the heavens and has solved all those problems for me. The biggest bonus is that, it also gives you the option of inserting the toy without losing it!

If you’ve read my other reviews you should already know how much I love my shower/bath fun and this bullet allows for that as it’s 100% waterproof, which also means you don’t have to stress when cleaning this little beauty.

All up I’m in love and you should all give it a go because I promise you, you will not be disappointed! It’s now sitting at the top of my toy draw ready to go whenever I need it. It only takes about an hour to fully charge and depending on what settings you’re using, it usually lasts about an hour to an hour and half in play which I think is the perfect amount of time for it to get you to your happy place. All posi vibes with this positive vibe. The Screaming O Positive Vibrator is available in the colours grey, tiffany blue, purple and pink.

 

Screaming O Range Photo
Sex Toy: Screaming O Range From Left to Right Vooom, Positive, OWow, FingO, Ohare and Yoga

 

I also recommend checking out all the other new rechargeable sex toys Screaming O has brought out, they’re all so affordable and much more powerful than their battery operated range. I am very impressed. Enjoy and be safe!

 

About the author: Eliana is a consultant from Oh Zone Adult Lifestyle Centres

 

About the company: Screaming O is an award winning company, established in 2005 which has been running for over 10 years. They aim to provide products which are fully functional, affordable, fun to use and are made from a range of body safe, high quality materials. The Screaming O website states that their products have caught media attention:

“The Screaming O now offers a full award-winning product line with clever names that play on the “O” theme, including mini vibes and intimate accessories that make if fun and easy to introduce sex toys into any sex life. Our products have caught the eyes of folks at Women’s Health, Maxim, Cosmopolitan, CBS’s The Doctors and countless other popular news media.”

To this day, they continue to promote sex positive views worldwide. Another sex toy from their range recommended by an Oh Zone Adult Lifestyle Centre consultant is the Screaming O Orbit & Orbit Plus.

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Love & Sun Moon Lake

Mi and Jael, were two young people who grew up in the same region Nantou County in Tapei, but with Sun Moon Lake between them, they may as well lived countries apart, because they had never met before this day. As as fate would have it today was the day that they would see each other but it certainly wouldn’t be the last, whilst fishing on the opposite side of the lake, Jael happened to see a beautiful young woman washing her shiny, silken long hair in the lake, he had never seen such a striking example of woman hood, in all of his life, her sleek body and perfect skin, made him realize that he was missing out on a lot in life. She looked up at him from under her wet dripping hair at him and simply smiled, such a sweet, innocent smile, Mi was totally unaware that the water cascading down from her ebony locks had made her shirt transparent. Jael could see through the material to the very essence of her, her pert rounded breasts, a hint of her slim body and she the fact that she was totally unaware of the pure power that she held over Jael in that moment, was astounding, she innocently waved to him and walked away, he watched her move, such grace, the sway of her skirt as her legs moved showed Jael, what her figure was underneath the clothes. Jael decided that he wanted her, he had to have her no matter what the cost..

Tapei Lovers
Nantou County

 

Even though their families lived on opposite sides of Sun Moon Lake, Jael had never seen this beauty ebony haired beauty before and needed to meet her, he wanted to know her, he wanted to talk to her, hell he knew he wanted her, who wouldn’t, however, the stringent protocols of the tribe meant that for there to be a meeting he had to ask the chief of the tribe in front of his parents and Mi’s father. Mi and Jael, were members of the Thao tribe, this clan had lived on the shores of Sun Moon Lake for centuries, women were promised to men by their fathers. Jael learned that Mi was supposed to marry another man, much older and a tribal elder, his important high position, meant that Jael could never have Mi for himself. It was an impossible situation for Jael to imagine Mi with another man, it was unacceptable to him. He had to do something, how could he see her and not want to be with her.

A few days later, Mi was back washing her clothes, at the lakes edge when Jael went to take some fish that he had caught to one of the elders his parents cared for, he walked past her, she smiled and he said ‘hello’.  Mi seemed to be upset and he asked if she was okay, with that she said, “how can I be okay, when I have to marry someone I don’t love,’ she forlornly exclaimed ‘ I don’t want to do this”!

Hhe felt terrible for her, his passion for her was growing and he wanted Mi for himself, he had to do something and soon otherwise it would be too late.

As luck would have it a few weeks later, Jael was on the lake again, it was a cloudy day, with a few showers around, he had been out for a while but hadn’t caught any fish, Jael decided to try another part of the lake, more isolated that no one really went too because of the rocky shore line and inaccessible cliffs above. Whilst he was there the heavens opened, the rain was torrential and the waves started to pick up on the lake. He headed for the shore to try and find shelter, the lightning and thunder were quite frightening. Jael, got out of his boat and ran up the rocky shore, where he found a small cave hidden behind the rocks, he went in absolutely drenched, he took off his clothes, totally unaware that he was not alone.

Further in the back of the cave was Mi, this was her hiding place, a place of safety to get away from the impending marriage and everything that went with it and more importantly, somewhere that her parents didn’t know where to find her. Mi had started a small fire and was cooking some rice over the fire, she looked up after she thought she saw movement at the entrance of the cave, then she saw Jael, she wondered at his incredibly chiselled body, Why do I have to marry an old man she thought when I could have someone like him, a man to love, look after and to give me everything a woman wants.

At that moment, Jael realized that someone was in the cave and he couldn’t believe his luck when his eyes adjusted to the dark and saw Mi.  That the gods had put them together, alone and that there were no elders eyes on them.  With a start he realized he was naked and hurriedly he started to dress as he didn’t want to scare her. He then walked towards her and spoke softly to her, “Hello Mi”, ‘Please sit down’ she replied. He drew a deep breath and thought to himself that if he didn’t ask her to be his woman then and now that it probably wouldn’t happen.

Jael explained to Mi, that he had asked about her, that he wanted her to be his wife, that from the first moment he laid eyes on her he had fallen truely and deeply in love and that all he could think about was her exquisite beauty, Mi was so happy to hear those words from him and told him that she felt the same way.

Jael, swept Mi up in his arms, kissing and loving her, she smelt so good and kissed him with such sweet longing that Jael, couldn’t stop himself he just had to have her, right there and right now, their passion for each other was incredible, hungry lips and hands, were everywhere, clothes were gone and two bodies were entwined on the sandy floor of that cave, Mi had kept herself for marriage, like most girls of the tribe did, but she could not help it her desires were so strong.   The first throes were passionate as Jael slipped his hard and erect penis into her virgin pussy and as he put pressure upon those lips with a small but audible pop and with a gasp Mi’s hymen broke and her virginity was lost forever.  He drove his cock in her and as hi erotic hunger increase so did Mi’s passion and her juicy pussy began quivering and she came and as she climaxed her canal throbbed causing Jael to cum also deep inside her.

They whole act had left Mi thinking how Jael’s throbbing manhood proudly taken her to a place of pleasure and pain that she had never felt before, it was incredible, the feelings that he had given her. When he came, her femininity had clamped around him time and time again, he gave her everything that he had to give her but now her desires had been sparked she wanted more.  She mounted him and he looked up to her in surprise.  She slowly stroked his chest and he began to sigh contently and she then went down on him taking his now erect penis into her mouth.  In her mouth she tasted her own cum and a metallic taste that must have been some of her virgin blood.  It turned her on and she took his cock deep inside her mouth.

Mi then again straddle him and pushed back and began to fuck him hard.  Harder than before bounding up and down on his dick with pure lustful abandon.  Harder and harder making Jael groan in ectasy.  She could feel his cock throbbing inside her and it caused both of the orgasm again together.  She lay down exhausted on his chest and they both drifted off to sleep.

Stormy Weather
Sun Moon Lake Storm

 

When they awoke it was night outside and the storm had not abated, they wouldn’t be able to get to their respective homes safely, they would have to stay in the cave by themselves for the night Ttime after time that night their passion felt no bounds, it was what they both wanted and needed and they fucked each time like it was the first time.  At one stage during the night, Mi thought, what if I fall pregnant, what do I do, I can’t marry another man, when I have Jael’s baby in me, I want him, his hands and his passionate manhood in me, he has made me a woman, I do not want to be another’s.

But they both knew that at daylight they would have to return to their villages and explain where they had been or did they? Why not runaway together, no one would ever realize that they were together, no one at all, they started talking about how to get away from their tribe, families and the reality that Mi was promised to another. The seriousness of what they had just done, started to sink in, Jael could be stoned for taking such liberties with a promised woman. They had to do something.

Mi didn’t want to go home she wanted to stay in the cave forever, she would have to explain to her parents why she was away from the family hearth for the night without a chaperone. But they had no food left, no hunting tools apart from Jael’s fishing lines and everything that was in the boat. They decided that they would leave for their respective homes early, if Mi was there at first light and explained that she had to seek shelter from the rain and storm, then it should be okay. Jael would say the same to his family and hope that when the opportunity was right that they could be together again soon and perhaps move away together.

When Mi got back to the village, her parents were waiting for her, she explained that she couldn’t get back because of the rain and lightning and amazingly they had no problem with it, they were glad to see her safe, they told her that she would be married in a week’s time, she just wanted to cry, how could an old man give her what she had last night, she wanted Jael. After her father left to go hunting, she asked her mother why did the fathers’ have to choose husbands for their daughters, why couldn’t she chose who she wanted. Her mother explained that it was tradition and it would be a blasphemy on her family if she did not go through with the marriage.

That night as she lay in her little bed, all she could think of was Jael, the love and the passion that they had shared. Why, she thought must I do what I don’t want to do, because I am a woman, I have no rights at all, tears welled up in her eyes, she decided to see Jael again the next day if she could, they had to do something.

Early the next morning, Mi went for a walk around the lake to her cave, Jael was waiting for her, she was so pleased to see him, she wanted the passion that he had given her, it was if she was addicted to that pleasure, once again that cave became their private place, the place where they could express their true feelings and give into their passion for each other. Afterwards, Mi told Jael that she had to go home, immediately, otherwise her parents might get suspicious and she couldn’t risk, them finding out, the consequences for her were just too horrible to think of, Jael told Mi that he would try and work out a plan so that they could be together always.

Fate is an incredible ally, Jael and Mi, didn’t know how lucky they could be, even the weather gods wanted them to be together, because that afternoon another storm whipped up, Jael noticed the village elder that Mi was meant to marry, in his boat, he was on the lake fishing, he wished that he wouldn’t come home, that was the only way that he could have Mi, the rain, thunder and lightning, was the worst that any of the villagers had ever seen, the waves in the lake were incredible. That evening a boat washed up on shore without the elderly fisherman, Jael couldn’t believe his luck, he volunteered to go looking for the elder, whether out of fear that he was still alive or joy to know that he wasn’t we will never know.

On the far shore of the lake not far from Mi and Jaels’ love cave, Jael found the elder, he was weak but still alive, Jael told the elder as he lay struggling for breath that he loved Mi and that he wanted her for himself, Jael expressed his horror that something so vibrant, young and sexy, could be promised to an old man.  That he could not give her the passion and pleasure that she deserved, that Mi’s sheer beauty was something to be appreciated by a younger virile man.

Blinded by anger the elder lunged up at Jael and tried to fight him, struggling for breath he had no hope, Jael laughed at him and told him that he had already tasted Mi’s passion, over and over again, the elder didn’t believe Jael, his rage grew wilder and wilder, Jael told the elder that he would not be going home alive and that he would not be marrying Mi. Jael watched the man just lay there his breaths were ragged, hopefully he would just die and then he could have Mi for himself. The elder though however seemed to be gaining strength and the love and passion for Mi overcame him and he plunged the elders head into the lake.  The elder struggled but after a while the struggling died down and the elder had drowned in the Sun Moon Lake.

Sun Moon Funeral
Thao Tribe Funeral

 

Jael returned the elders body to the Mi’s tribe.  The tribe thanked me for finding the body and allowing them to give him a proper Budhist burial.  They asked him what they could do to reward him.  He asked for the hand of Mi in marriage.  His request was granted and as the wedding had already been arranged for the following week between the elder and Jael – and Jael was the person responsible for finding and bringing back the elder for a proper burial it was thought fitting that the wedding should go ahead as planned with Jael as the substitute groom.

Mi and Jael were married a week later and instead of going to their new home for their first night together to consummate their marriage, they went to their cave, where the passion that they had previously shared, came again and again.They would no longer have to love in secrecy or not show their affection for each other, because they were now together forever, 8 and a half months later months later their first child was born … a son, they believed that was as a result of the first night of exquisite passion in the cave but no one in the village suspected anything.

Jael to this day has never told a soul that he committed murder to be with his beloved.

 

 

 

 

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Sex Diary: The Ex’s Nickname System Part 3

Fireman Carrying Ladder Photo

…Continued from Part Two….. I’m almost ashamed to go on but alas there are more sex stories and they’re certainly of more interest to be told than left to float around in my head as memories.

Smokey

A broad-shouldered fireman who put up with my drunken antics before I finally shoved him down the hall to the bedroom. Smokey had an irritated cough and as a nursing undergraduate, I immediately identified that it didn’t sound good. “All good” he said as we got down to business. Afterwards as we slept the alcohol off, he coughed regularly and his voice became hoarser throughout the night. As the night went on, it sounded more and more serious.

All hail the morning wood and away we went at it again which was fine enough up until the condom broke. Well, crap! That means a trip to the chemist for emergency contraception and then off to the sexual health clinic. It happens. I dropped him at the train station on the way to the chemist, he promised to be in contact. Needless to say I didn’t expect to hear from him again.

Three days later he rang to ask if I had been okay after the emergency contraception. I noticed he wasn’t coughing so much anymore. It was then he told me that he’d actually had face mask crack whilst he was on duty as a fireman earlier that day and had inhaled enough smoke to cause serious irritation to his lungs. He’d collapsed at the train station and had to be rushed to the hospital. Smokey spent 24 hours in intensive care being helped to breathe. When one inhales enough smoke to require hospitalization and then disappear like a puff of smoke, it’s a certain inevitability you’ll be christened Smokey. Props to him for his performance given that he had serious issues breathing. A true hero fireman.

Linkenbrinkenfingertrickter

He was a lover of my girlfriend. His actual name was Leonard and he had an Austrian heritage with a mildly complicated sounding surname. Over drinks one night I asked if he would pay a visit any time soon. Kissy was confused as to who I referred to and in an attempt to sound his surname out, I hadn’t been able to remember his first name I managed to slur out loud “Linkenbrinkenfingertrickter”. I christened him with a name that gave fits of hysterical laughter, it was guaranteed to stick and it did.

 

Man Using Wii Photo
Photo: Man Using Wii – Sex Diary: The Ex’s Nickname System Part 3

 

Hook Boy

This delightful young gentleman graced my bedroom one night, nudged on by my girlfriend who said “Go on, let loose and enjoy yourself. Give a youngen a try”. You see, I’m not entirely fond to bed partners much younger than myself. Unlike my girlfriends who like to train and mould an enthusiastic younger lover, I’m not so keen after I had less than wonderful experiences previously. Hook Boy did not change my mindset.

He was exuberant and gets a thumbs up for that but it was steadily downhill from there. Hook Boy proved to be quite lacklustre when it came to foreplay and intercourse. He gave me an experience akin to me masturbating out of boredom where I’m just going through the motions. After I brought him to orgasm quickly with intercourse Hook Boy proclaimed “I’ll finish you off!”. “Okay, here goes nothing” I thought as he shoved two fingers inside me. I could not have imagined the horror that was about to go down as he proceeded to finger bang me. Suddenly I felt this claw that scrapped, yanked and pulled at my insides. “Ummm, excuse me, but what the hell do you think you’re doing there?!” I yelped as I tried to pull myself away. With a proud grin Hook Boy replied “Stimulating your G-Spot” as he attempted to continue. No… no… NO! That is no way to stimulate a G-Spot. It was now game over. I thanked him for his time and showed him the door.

Imagine for a moment what it feels like to have your internal organs pulled out of your body via your nether regions with a piece of barbed wire fashioned into a crude hook. You’re about close to what this sensation felt like. And that is how he became known as Hook Boy.

Wii Man

Around the time of the release of the Nintendo Wii when the console was still a novelty a new lover paid a visit to Kissy’s house. After the standard ‘break the ice’ beverage Kissy leaned over with a wink and whispered “So what would you like to get up to now?”. Wii Man pointed over at the Nintendo Wii and told her he’d like to play that for a while as it looked like fun. As Kissy sat there bewildered he asked “Do you have the ten pin bowling game?” Kissy set the console up and booted up the requested game. An hour of play later she lost her patience and told Wii Man in no uncertain terms that if he planned to continue to use his fingers on a remote instead of on her then it was time for him to leave. The penny finally dropped for Wii Man and they proceeded to get down to business. Kissy admitted the next morning that while he may have been good with the angle and power in the game, in real life it was all gutter balls.

 

About the author: Alicia is a consultant from Oh Zone Adult Lifestyle Centres

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