The Beautiful Virgin at Tapei City, Taiwan

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Why did it have to be so Hellishly hot? “How am I going to make it through another day at work?” he wondered for what seemed like the millionth time, in the dark, at 3am. Really, if this life was going to work at all — to be worthwhile, he had to find a place where the air-conditioning doesn’t die again in the middle of the night, leaving him thinking those dark thoughts about the futility of it all.  After all coming to Tapei City, Taiwan, a modern metropolis with Japanese colonial lanes, busy shopping streets and contemporary buildings. The skyline is crowned by the 509m-tall, bamboo-shaped Taipei 101 skyscraper, with upscale shops at the base and a rapid elevator to an observatory near the top. Taipei is also known for its lively street-food scene and many night markets, including expansive Shilin market.

“Oh what has become of me? Where is my faith in the Lord?” David’s self-flagellation was interrupted by the dawning realization that lack of sleep must be doing the Devil’s work, playing on his thoughts, driving him to doubt. Closing his eyes, he sought strength in God.

David awoke with a start. He had overslept! He would be late for work. The big boss would not be impressed. It had not always been like this. Waving good-bye to the folks back in Spokane, David had set out to do God’s work, spreading the Gospel in Asia. The flight had been exciting but nothing had prepared him for the craziness that was Taipei. And that heat! Sure, there had been some hot times in Arizona but it was never so humid. The air was never so heavy, just sitting there, on your chest, pushing you down, like a giant snake. The Tapei steamy night — it made breathing hard. And besides, back home, the air-conditioning worked!

Those thoughts again! Why did he always return to doubt and question? He was here to save souls! Most of these poor people didn’t have reliable A/C, either. He was here to rescue them from hardship and despair. How could he do that if he wasn’t committed? In any case, the sun was up. David was up. Time to get ready and go to work. Oh yes, and to Wei-ting.

Life had already changed so much for David. He struggled with that, a lot. It never really felt totally comfortable, this mission abroad, doing what he had been “destined’ to do. Everybody else was happy. He liked making people happy. But still, something was not right. “I should be so happy doing this,” David argued, to nobody. Well, nobody but David. And God. “But doesn’t God want me to be truly happy?”


David had tried. He really had. Every day, he washed, got dressed, and headed out on the bicycle. To visit the people who needed his help. Every day, he came home and asked himself the same question: “What am I missing?” “Surely the answers to life are there already?” David picked up the Bible and held it close. It was familiar. The answers were there in his heart and in prayer with God. He knew this to be so. Or did he? Why didn’t he have the answers? Why was he still searching? Was he still searching?

Ruefully, David had realised he was stuck. He could not go home yet. His mission was completed but he knew he had not done his work. And in any case, how could he go back home filled with doubt and so many questions? He knew he would not be able to face his family and friends like this. He could not lie to them but he could not say what he honestly felt. In desperation, David had found a new calling, at least temporarily, he hoped. There was a never-ending demand for foreign English teachers in Taiwan. He could remain in Taipei City, improve his language skills, get to know the people better and eventually, or at least that was the plan, return to his ministry among the people. He would be better armed for the fight for salvation.


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Photo: Taiwan Virgin in The Garden



There she was “May”, Wei-ting was her proper name. Or rather, the phonetic expression. Her proper name would be impossible for most Americans to get right. Tonal languages were just so alien for the Westerner. So, nicknames were better. At least until friendships became closer.  He had not even noticed when it had happened. That day when getting up in the morning and heading to work had changed. Forever, it now seemed. Where once he had thought almost non-stop about how to do his work, how to progress, how to make it toward getting back to ministry, and returning home to the welcome appreciation of the church and his family.

Now it was all about May.

She had seemed interested in his life story. To her, it was as alien as the inner workings of Taiwan life were to David. But that had been very attractive, her interest. He tried to focus on his ministry, on church life, on how dedicated he and his family were to living the life they should. But there was so little about this he could say to May. So strange — he could have preached for hours to other Chinese. Now, he didn’t want to talk to May about it. He wanted to know about May. And the more he wanted to know about May, the more he wanted to share David with May. It was so hard. How could he have these feelings? This was wrong! Everything he had learned told him so. But it felt right. In his heart, as much as he searched, and as much as he prayed, it still felt right. “God, the pain! I don’t know what to do!”

For May, things had not been much easier. Her and him? She had a better idea about how she felt, and she could see how difficult it was for him. He was so different from the other boys. The boys she had grown up with. They didn’t find it difficult. But she never let them. They were rough, rowdy. So driven by ego. Always needing to prove themselves. And so loud! Loud in everything they did. Stupid! In any case, she could never. Mama and Baba would probably ground her for life! Things had always been very strict at home. This was necessary! After all — had her parents not literally had to fight to survive? Strict order and following rules must be maintained. And she would marry a good boy from a good family. A Chinese family! There was no other good family.

But those Taipei steamy nights had a way of playing on people. It didn’t matter if you were a local, hot and heavy was hot and heavy. It ground you down, wore you out, left you gasping for breath and seeking refuge from the sweltering, oppressive atmosphere. A way out. Relief.

For May and David, their budding friendship was starting to offer a sense of relief. Certainly, May felt better when David finally arrived at work. Once, he had been sick. Her day in the accounts department had been an interminable drag. She found herself very worried. But she couldn’t ask anyone else if he was okay. Tongues would have wagged.

Relief washed through her body when he arrived at work the following day. She felt herself flush, her face burning so hot, when she looked up that morning to see him smiling at her. Did anybody notice? Did David see? He had turned quickly and rushed off, so she couldn’t tell. David had totally forgotten! It was Friday. William’s last day today, and the office was having a party. Some of the guys at work really didn’t follow a way of life portrayed favourably in the Bible. All that drinking. That partying. No way! But this was an office party. Socializing with colleagues was an important part of work life. He had to go. Anyway, senior management would be there and the party was being thrown at a classy restaurant in a good part of the city, so everything should be okay. “God, I hope May is there,” David caught himself thinking.  He had often heard that these parties ended up at Taiwan Erotic Stories of legend.

For May, things were not so straightforward. She didn’t live alone. Like many young Chinese, she shared the old shophouse with three generations of her family. She was expected to help around the house, too. Her auntie would need dinner. Why couldn’t her lazy brothers help, just this once? Such a bore! May tempered her rebellious feelings. As she always had to do. She had to be the dutiful daughter. She had to be a good girl. The work gang had assembled in the reception area of work. They were already a bit excited. The “lads’, those loud Brits who always led the parties, were already declaring in broad statements what a “wicked night” they were going to have, mate.

David tried not to attract their attention. He hated being dragged into having to pretend that he could get along with their behaviour and he didn’t want to cause any offence. So, he hung back and mingled with the team from accounts. But May was nowhere to be seen. A secretary giggled that May had rushed off, head down, before the others had even packed away their work. It was turning into another hot, steamy night. The air was so heavy. Fingers of mist wrapped around the peaks of Taipei’s office towers, neon lights suffusing dark clouds with an otherworldly glow. It was as if a great curtain was being drawn down upon the daytime and an uneasy night had begun. David found it hard to enjoy the party. The British boys were too boisterous. The restaurant was too loud. The food was odd and uninteresting. Everybody was up for karaoke. And why not? May wasn’t there. It was the weekend. “Even I need to enjoy myself sometimes,” David told himself.

“Cheers!!!” bellowed the boys, clanking their beer glasses together. “Come on, mate! Live a little!” pleaded Richard, the leader of the brat pack. He handed David a glass. “Come on mate, didn’t Jesus turn water into wine? This is the next best thing! KnowwhatImean?”

That first taste. Like nothing he’d experienced before. It had a hint of apple about it. “How ironic!” mused David.

“What’s that, mate?” Richard slurred. He was already on his third pint.

“Oh, nothing,” mumbled David as he took another swig of beer.

David was already feeling a bit odd. Only half a glass and he felt warm, a bit unsteady. Could he even see straight? The noise in the restaurant seemed to invade his head. He couldn’t hear clearly.

“Hello..,” a thought suddenly popped into his head, cutting through the haze.

“Hello?” it came again. It was in his ear. He turned toward the sound, his lips brushing against something soft and warm.

“Oh!” May giggled. “I am so sorry! I was too close.”

“Oh no. I’m….the sorry. I mean, I’m the one who should be sorry,” David struggled to reply. This darn beer! What would she think! David struggled to regain his self-control. “But what are you doing here? I thought you went home?”

“Oh I did,” May said softly. “But you know what? I already do enough at home. Today is about me.”

David could see more clearly now. May had never dressed like this before. He could almost see down her shirt. He caught his eyes darting down her neck and felt his face turn red. Had she noticed? David’s heart was really beating now. Was it the beer? He wasn’t sure. “But won’t your parents be angry? I understand that they are rather conservative.”

May was feeling more confident now. She had already taken the biggest step, the first one. She felt emboldened. Grabbing David’s beer, she took a big gulp and declared, “Forget about them, let’s just have fun!”

David felt the room start to spin. Reaching out to steady himself, he found his arm around May. Panicking, he was about to pull his arm away but May already had her hand on his arm. She smiled.

With her other hand, May brought a glass of water to David’s lips, “I think you need some of this, dear David.”

It felt so wrong but it felt so right. May knew there would be Hell to pay when she got home tonight. Or would it be tomorrow?

David was sure now that he was going to Hell. Partying, drinking, and now in the embrace of a woman to whom he was not married!

His mind began to wonder as he caught another glimpse down her top, he could see her chest moving up and down with her breathe. A button had come undone and the tip of her breasts were easily seen.  He thought about placing his hand on her chest and slowly undoing each button until her bra was fully exposed. He pants began to bulge and pulsate as his mind continued to wander. He wondered what it would be like to touch her soft supple skin and how she would react if he placed his hand between her warm thighs. He wanted to explore sexuality and his spirituality.

His brain was screaming at him, exhorting him to stop sinning, to end this wicked behaviour before it was too late! His heart was thumping. Or was that May’s heart? She was so close now.

“Come on, you two! Get a bloody room!!!”

It was Richard again. His tie was gone and his shirt was hanging out of his trousers. He looked, and sounded, a mess.

The house lights came up. The restaurant was closing. David and May edged away from each other, blinking in the light. Had anyone else noticed? Richard probably wouldn’t remember on Monday but the office girls! Word was sure to get back to May’s parents. She would never be allowed out of the house again!

As the party stumbled out into the Tapei steamy night, David realised he was in no fit state to go onto karaoke. He’d had his first taste of the party life and, yeah it was fun, but he knew there would be more beer and he already had a long talk with God ahead of him.  It reminded him of some of those Singapore Erotic Stories he had been told about.

David turned to May, “I suppose I should help you get home.”

“No, you don’t need to do that,” she replied.

“But it’s late. It’s not safe for you to go home alone,” David offered.

May giggled, “I don’t NEED to go home, do I?”

David felt unsteady. It wasn’t the beer now.

“Come on, you two! Get a room!” It was Richard again. A taxi pulled up to the kerb, Richard opened the door, “In you go! Hurry up! Your secret is my secret.”

It might have been the longest taxi ride of David’s life. Could May feel him shaking? He was so nervous. May snuggled up to him and smiled. He tried to smile, too. Could she see how nervous he was?

May was sure of herself now. She had never been with a boy before but you know, girls talk. She had heard what happened with boys. Had David been with a girl before? He was so kind, and seemed so innocent. “No,” she told herself. She would be his first.

Taking charge, May paid the taxi driver and led David into his apartment building. David felt as if he was being carried along by a powerful river. Things were happening so fast now. Fumbling with his door key, he dropped it on the floor.


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Photo: Taiwan Woman in Bra



Before he could move, May had retrieved the keys, opened the door, and pushed him inside.

His hands searched the dark wall for the light switch but May took both of his hands and, pulling them around her waist, she strained to reach his mouth with hers.

David heard May give a small gasp as they came together in the half light, her lips eagerly meeting his. He felt her tongue, tentatively at first, then more forcefully.

Even as they embraced, May was undressing herself. “How does she do that?” David wondered. His thoughts were interrupted as she started to remove his shirt.

Both of them stumbled over their clothes as David led May to his bed. He couldn’t believe this was happening but he was so happy. David sat down and pulled on May’s waist for her to come closer, he kissed down her chest to her belly button. As she stood in front of him he began to rub her clitoris as she began to moan in sexual frustration, her legs began to give out. She couldn’t take it anymore and moved up onto his lap with his big hard erection pressing against her clitoris making her extremely wet. Some precum started to form on the tip of his penis.

May wanted to feel everything inside of her and began to rub her body against his. David held his cock and slipped it between her wet thighs. He pushed the tip of his erection into her extremely tight vagina. He held onto her waist and pushed it slowly until his whole cock was inside of her. He hugged her tightly so both of their bodies were completely touching. May began to move slowly up and down at her own pace. David kissed her chest and began to suck on her nipples. May’s moaning became louder and louder until finally she orgasmed. May fell onto the bed as a street light reflected off May’s face. She was smiling. A big smile.

David awoke with a start. He lay there. Hot, sweating, and exhausted. It was still dark. What a dream! Then he heard it: May’s breathing. Her hair was draped over his shoulder. She seemed to be dreaming but she had a smile on her face.

For the first time in his life, David was happy to lie there in the Taipei steamy night.








The Sexually Arousing Nature of Erotic Literature

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Since I used to be a good reader in my youth, I easily became interested in the erotic books that we have in our stores. At first sight some erotic books seem a bit old and uninteresting to me but after taking the time to open some up to read, I can tell you that I was wrong. It reminded me of how much I loved to read a good book from time to time a few years earlier when I was a teenager and how much they inspired my imagination. Of course, I was not really interested in these erotic books as a teenager as I was sexually inactive and didn’t even want to be aroused. Now that I am older, I can see how erotic literature provides a positive impact on peoples lives.

Erotic literature contains a story or multiple stories that include the intimate thoughts of one or more characters sexual lifestyle and relationships. It also describes sexual acts in great detail which otherwise may not have been captured through other forms of media like adult movies, erotic television shows and hentai. For example, in a sex scene of an adult movie you may see two people engaging in sex from different angles whilst in a book, the author is able to capture precisely how each touch is made, describe how the touch had made the character feel and delve into character development.

The reader then is able to imagine what is happening in their own mind and if they choose to, they can adapt the situation or character according to their personal desires making the scenes become more personal. Erotic books aim to awaken the reader’s emotions, imagination and sexual arousal levels.

It’s also interesting that these books usually include satire and social criticism which allows the reader to understand and see taboo topics from a different perspective. I’d say people who read these books become less judgmental and are more aware of how diverse members of society’s sexual lifestyles can be.

Erotic literature is available in fiction or non-fiction which may or may not be expressed in explicit language. It can be found in the forms of novels, short stories, poetry and sex manuals. They are written with different themes including prostitution, orgies, homosexuality, sadomasochism, fetishes, topics considered taboo and much more.  Some books offer lighter reading whilst others can be hard core, there really is something available for all different tastes.


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Erotic Literature From Left to Right: The Virgins by Pamela Erens (2013), Tampa by Alissa Nutting (2013), Fifty Shade of Grey by E L James (2011), Thérèse and Isabelle by Violette Leduc (2000) and The Flowers of Evil by Charles Baudelaire (1857)


Erotic literature has many benefits including:

  • Arousal: There are book lovers who have a real passion for reading and appreciate that a book can stimulate sexual arousal both mentally and physically. For some people imagination is an engine needed for the sexual arousal, reading could be used as a sexual aid.
  • Imagination: Reading can ignite your imagination and take you to places you have never been. The scenes within the book are all imagined in your head. If you would like to you can imagine yourself in the story instead of the characters which can be really exciting! Inversely, you can make your partner become another person.
  • Inspiration: It inspires us through discovering information about topics that we do not know which helps us to understand them, thanks to the good words chosen by the narrator.
  • Role Play: After reading the book, you are able to role play scenarios with your partner.
  • Romance: If you find yourself needing a little excitement in your monotonous relationship, reading erotic literature out loud can definitely be a way to excite the two of you. It can help you feel what the couple in the book feels.
  • Sex Advice: It can also give you useful sex advice to spice up your relationship.
  • Old school: If you are not the kind of person to try adult lifestyle products like sex toys you can read a book.

Nowadays, there are so many books and genres that have an influence on our society. Some were originally perceived as taboo had eventually become acceptable within society. Some have reached worldwide success and have become movies or TV shows like Fifty Shades of Grey and The Intimate Adventure of a London Call Girl.

Erotic literature has a sexual arousing nature which can positively impact your lifestyle and relationships. Be sure to visit Oh Zone Adult Lifestyle Centres to have a look at our large range of books on display.


About the Author: Aissata is a consultant from Oh Zone Adult Lifestyle Centres











The Spirits of Mount Hehuan, Taiwan

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Nothing had prepared me for the erotic experience at Mount Hehuan. Being a nature lover, I had traveled to Taiwan from England. As I traveled through Qing Jing Highlands, my next visit was the famed Taroko National Park. From there onwards I had decided to make the descent to the coastal lowlands of Hualien, and finally to the capital city of Taipei. It was a straight, well organized tour trip like many others I had taken through my life. I was traveling through Hehuanshan Road, when I first heard about the mysterious Hehuan spirit from one of the locals.

My local driver spoke in an ominous tone, “That spirit is the devil herself, she lures men to her lair and no one sees them again. Stay away from the peak on wintry nights at all cost”. However, I did not believe in any superstitious nonsense. I considered myself an educated individual and believed that all folk tales were just bed time stories, nothing more. As we approached Mount Hehuan, dusk had settled and the sun was about to set in the sky. I immediately made up my mind to capture the sunset from the summit of 3416 meter high peaks. My driver warned me to come back within an hour else he would leave me behind. I could see that he was scared of the spirit. He kept making warding gestures with his hands while he touched an ancient pendant around his neck.

“What a simpleton”, I thought to myself, amused, as I promised my guide that I would be back within an hour. Thus, I started on the mountain trail, and towards my unforgettable sexual encounter. The hike up to the summit was uneventful, though I kept shivering due to freezing temperature, which was probably around -10 C. Upon reaching the summit, I feasted my eyes upon the beautiful sight as the sun settled, while the light slowly gave way to dark. Suddenly, my ears were assaulted by an eerie, alien voice. It was melodious and irregular, comforting and disturbing, all at the same time. One thing was clear, though, the voice was calling out to me. I felt sudden ecstasy and my body started shivering more violently. Without thought, I started going down the trail from Hehuanshan summit. I was following the voice and it reached out to me like a lover’s call.

My mind screamed that I should turn away, that I would be stuck here entire night; but my body would not listen. The trail took me downwards, newly fallen snow crunching under my feet. I squinted my eyes, and saw that I had reached the mouth of a cave. It was perfectly hidden behind fallen rocks. Without the voice to guide me, I would never have found it. It was dark and very cold, the sexual melody whispered my name and taking a deep breath I entered into the cave. There was a light at the far end of the otherwise dark cave; I followed the light and entered into an actual room.

At the center of the room, there was a huge king-sized bed draped with red silken sheets. The walls were marble that glowed with a green light casting colorful shadow upon the carpeted floor. A beautiful, young woman was perched on the bed and it was her voice that I heard the entire time. She smiled as I gazed at her; dressed in a thin silk gown I could notice the shape of her body. She had perfect hips and round breasts waiting to burst open from her clothes. Her golden hairs cascaded around her and her moist, red lips looked as if they had sucked on strawberries. It almost felt like she glowed, and at that moment I knew she was the Spirit of Hehuanshan.

The spirit licked her moist lips as she beckoned me towards the bed with one hand. I started walking towards the bed and as soon as I reached her, she immediately pulled me towards her making me fall on the bed. I laid on the bed, with my head resting on the pillow. She giggled, as she sat in front of me on her knees. Giving me a sexual wink, she untied the ribbon holding her gown and it went open in the front. I could gaze at her cleavage and half exposed breasts as she slowly cupped them in her hands. Before I knew it, she took off her gown throwing it on the floor. She was nude underneath and I could see her body in great, sharp detail. Her nipples were hard and pointed as she continued squeezing her breasts together.


Mount Hehuan, Taiwan Photo
Photo: Mount Hehuan, Taiwan


I felt a sudden longing and desire to touch her, to press myself against her body, to feel her heat wash through me and set me on fire. As I started to rise, she pushed me down again, giving me a warning look. I was to observe only for now, I realized. She slowly opened her legs, sitting cross legged in front of me. I gazed at her vagina, it felt moist to the touch and inviting. I immediately started getting a boner underneath my jeans. Sweat was built upon my forehead, as I gazed at her love spot. She noticed my discomfort, and slowly moved her hand between her legs, teasing me. Her finger touched her clitoris as she inserted it into herself. I watched as she moaned, pushing three fingers into her and starting to fuck herself faster. She kept moving them inside her vagina for a time, until finally she took them out. They dripped from her fluids and she licked each of her fingers one by one.

I was aroused and at the point of screaming with frustration. Just when I was thinking to finally get up, she suddenly came towards me. Her sharp, claw like fingers ripped through my thick clothes like they were paper. My clothes in tatters, I found myself nude with a thick hard boner pointing towards her. She smiled and spoke clearly, “I am going to suck you dry and fuck you till you beg for mercy. I am Tina Ching, the spirit of Hehuanshan and I will devour your nectar.” She immediately went down and grasped my cock in her hand pumping it slowly, making it harder and thicker. She opened her mouth and her tongue snaked out licking my tip. Moaning loudly, I started pumping my hips as I slowly pushed my shaft into her wide mouth. Growling, she shoved my shaft down her throat and started moving her head up and down. Her sharp teeth nipped at my pole, making me yelp and moan with pain and pleasure. I could feel her gagging on my cock as I grasped her golden hairs and pushed her head down further and harder. She squeezed out nectar from my shaft and I could not hold much longer as I released my fluids into her mouth.

Tina made slurping noises as she drank every last drop of my nectar. She was not done, however, as she climbed on top of my body. Pressing herself hard against me, she started kissing me on the lips. Her tongue rolled into my mouth as she slowly caressed my body with her nails. I started feeling sharp pain, as she scratched me. I could feel red lines as she clawed at my skin, while kissing me deeply. She rose up after a while, and I could feel my rock-hard shaft touching her vagina. She straddled me, spreading her legs wide on each side of me. Then she suddenly moved down hard, and pushed my rod all the way into her. I could feel the muscles inside her expanding and contracting as my shaft traveled all the way into her. Pushing her hands against my chest, she started rocking on top of my cock. I moaned along with her as she fucked herself hard with my cock. The way she fucked, I felt like my cock was going to rip her apart. My hands moved and grabbed her nipples, pulling on them hard. She moaned louder and kept fucking me without stopping. The bed rocked and shook, and I was sure our cries could be heard all over the mountain and beyond.

Unable to stop myself, I released my nectar filling her. She smiled with pleasure as I released myself. I could feel my juices overflowing from her vagina. Taking deep breaths, I slowly started to calm myself down. I was surprised though, as she started rocking on top of me again. I was breathless and my cock was starting to feel sore, but there was no stopping her. Tina glared at me and said between moans, “Fuck me hard Stallion, ram your shaft through me and make me scream.” I was beginning to realize the peril I was in, as it dawned upon me that she was not going to stop. Despite that, I was blissful and happy as I joyfully obeyed her commands. My shaft rammed inside her, drilling into her vagina. I could feel my shaft swell a few moments before I released once more.

Tina screamed with pleasure and collapsed on top of me for an instant. Then she rose up again fluidly and with grace, and went on all fours. Her hips shook and her wet dripping vagina invited me to fuck her from behind. Tired though I was, I immediately rose up and pushed my shaft deep into her from behind. Starting to move forward and backwards, I fucked her harder every time. My hands grabbed her hairs pulling on them, while I continued to pierce her. She was my mare now, and I was the stallion. With each thrust, I went closer towards releasing my fluids inside her. I screamed loudly, and let go of myself filling her with my wonderful nectar. At the same time, she squirted a torrent of her juices splattering our legs with the sticky liquid. Wanting to taste her, I immediately went down and pressed my mouth against her clitoris. Sucking hard, I started drinking her juices enjoying the heavenly taste. In all my life, I had never tasted anything like it. It was better than any wine or syrup.

Hours later, I was still on her bed and she was still fucking me as wildly as before. I had no strength left in me to stop her. My breath was ragged and my heart was beating at a strange rhythm. I thought I was going to die here in this cave. I had no energy left within me to stop her and to be honest, I did not want to stop her. It felt so great, I could never have enough of it. Knowing this, that I would die in the best possible way, I closed my eyes and went into a slumber losing consciousness.

I do not know what really woke me up. Perhaps it was hunger, or perhaps it was the sunlight shining on my face. I opened my eyes to find myself on top of Hehuanshan summit. It took me a fraction of a second to recall all my erotic adventures last night. Strangely enough, I had not died, and I felt completely restored. I searched for an hour for the cave entrance again, but no voice came to guide me. Tired, I slowly trudged down the mountain. My local driver — bless him — waited me with his jeep. He smiled as I came down from the mountain.

“What happened to you? Did you fall asleep there?” he asked curiously. I just shrugged and went to sit in the jeep, to resume my travels through the rest of Taiwan. Years later, I still remember that night as vividly as it was yesterday. I have not told anyone about it, because I doubt anyone will believe me. The only reminders of that erotic journey are my memories and the scars Tina gave me that fateful night. Even though, it has been years since I came back from Taiwan, I sometimes hear her through the wind. Maybe it is just my imagination, or maybe she is reaching out to me. If you ever go to Taiwan, on a cold, dark, wintry night; be wary of Tina Ching’s voice calling out to you. Proceed at your own peril, for she may let you leave or she may devour you for her pleasures.




Young Travelers at Orchid Island, Taiwan

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She had heard about Orchid Island for as long as she can remember. It was one of the constant topics that her parents spoke about as they planned for their trip to go to Taiwan every 5 years as it was their favourite place in the world. They would mention it from time to time, like when they would miss a delicacy, a place or when they remembered something funny that happened when they were there. They would have lived there had it not for her grandmother who would be living alone in their quiet little town in Dunedin, New Zealand.

Minerva wanted to see it for herself just how beautiful the island is. For a couple of years, she worked 45 hours a week, took some extra jobs and refrained herself from buying stuff she did not really need just so she can have her most deserved grand holiday. Minerva’s Mom and Dad did not oppose the idea. They also want their first born child to see the real beauty of the Island which has been the witness of most of the most romantic moments of their life. But what they don’t like is that their daughter will be going there alone.

“Minerva, why don’t you just wait for us? It will be just 15 months from now and we will be traveling to Orchid Island too! It will be more exciting if we go there together”.

“Mom, we’ve talked about this a hundred times. We cannot go there all together, because no one’s gonna be here with Nena.” Minerva continuously packs her things while trying to mellow it down to her Mom.

“But…” her Mom was getting ready to outline all the details why she shouldn’t go.

“Mom, I can do this. I am 28. I’ve been to other countries alone. Why can’t I go to your most beloved island by myself? And besides I won’t be alone, you’ve called Auntie Betty right? I will be staying with her and she has promised you the she’ll be going with me to wherever I want to be, as long as it’s in Taiwan. So really, there’s nothing to worry”.

“Alright, alright… you two. Stop fussing now. We’ll be late for the airport“ Her Dad interrupts and picks up her luggage to place in his pick-up.

Minerva woke up to the voice of the pilot announcing their arrival at Taipei airport. They were just right on time. Minerva immediately set her watch to the local time: 11:10 am. She finished all the immigration procedures and by 12:00 she’s out of the airport looking for her Aunty Betty.

Aunty Betty is her Mom’s friend who lives at Orchid Island. They own a holiday park where her Mom and Dad would always check in. Eventually the owners and her parents became really good friends. She hasn’t seen or met her personally. She would just glimpse at her chatting when she’s on skype with her mom.

She could not find her. She walked through the other gate and there’s no Aunty Betty there either. Then she heard her screaming! “Minerva! Minerva! Here Sweety! I’m here!”

She found her in her usual gypsy look frantically waving. Then she pulled at the arm of a dark haired man, who she did not notice, was standing beside Aunty Betty. “That’s her! That’s Minerva! My sister’s daughter. She’s the one I was telling you about!”

In an instant, Aunty Betty and the dark haired man are now standing beside her. His hair neatly tied up in a pony tail who took the luggage out of her hands. Aunty Betty gave her a tight hug! “Oh Tike, sorry I was late. My car broke down. Good thing Hanzi passed by and offered to help. Hanzi, this is my Tike, my sweetie Minerva. Minerva, this is Hanzi, he’s from Orchid Island too.” She gestured toward him and smiled “I know you must be hungry sweetie, but we need to hurry up because our ferry might leave us and that’s the last ferry for the day! I’m sure you want to be in Orchid Island before this day ends, right?”


Orchid Island Taiwan Photo
Photo: Orchid Island Taiwan


Minerva did not have any time to respond as they all hurriedly went to Hanzi’s red pick up parked just at the side of the road.

“Look, almost just exactly like your Dad’s, right?” Aunty Betty smiled as she spoke as she referred to Hanzi’s pick up which close resembles her Dad’s. Clearly, she knows a lot about her parents.

“Minerva, you go sit at the passenger’s side and I’ll be here at the back, ok? It might be a little bumpy on the road and when ride the ferry, so it will be more comfortable for you to sit there”.

“But Aunty…”

“Ssssshhh sweetie, it’s ok. Just sit there with Tike ok”?

Almost just after they were all seated Aunty Betty fell asleep and started to snore. Hanzi looked at her and when she giggled, he started to laugh too.

“I think she’s tired. She’s been bubbling the whole time we were driving to the airport. She keeps worrying that you might not wait for her and you’d be lost and we will not know where to find you’re here in Taipei.” Hanzi tried to explain.

“I can’t believe it! My parents kept on saying too that I might get lost here in Taipei.” Minerva said while shaking her head.

“So, what do you want to do here? Betty said you’ve been saving for this trip to Orchid Island”. Hanzi asked.

“I actually don’t know. This is my only trip which I did not plan for anything. My only plan is to just go with the flow” Minerva said while making herself more comfortable.

“Do you often go on trips alone?”

“Mmmm yeah… I’ve had trips with friends, but my most unforgettable trips are those I did alone.”

“What about you, I don’t want to sound racist or something, but you speak really good English!” Minerva asked.

“I studied in the UK. Actually I just came back from my yearlong hiatus in the UK. I studied there for 5 years, went back here then went back there again for another year. Now, I think my stay here in Orchid Island may be longer”.


“I’m putting up a business and it will certainly need my attention”.

The 2.5 hours travel to Orchid Island did not seem long because of their continued chatting amidst Aunty Betty’s snoring. He joked, she laughed. She talked about her Mom, Dad and Nena. He talked about his studies, she shared her travels.

Two days later, Minerva surfing board bumped into a big rock she was actually trying to evade as she went to get her towel. She fell to the ground and the surf board went straight to her head leaving her unconscious. Before her vision turned black, she heard a familiar voice shouting “Tike!”

Minerva woke to an unfamiliar room which filled with a distinct masculine smell. She looked around but there’s no body but her in the room. Minerva got up and started to walk towards the door when it quietly opens, as if someone was trying to be discreet to get inside. The person behind the door looked a bit surprise seeing her standing just beside it.

“Oh you’re awake!”

“Hanzi, why are you here?” They spoke at almost the same time which made them laugh for a moment.

“I was walking when I saw you hit your head on that surfing board. My unit’s close so I figured it would be best to bring you here”.

Minerva couldn’t help but to look around while saying “Ohh so this is your room”.

Hanzi helped her to sit down on the bed before saying “Yes, this is mine. I went to Betty’s but she’s not there. I saw her note on the door, which I believe was meant for you, she’s just out to buy some supplies in Taipei and was sorry that she forgot to mention it to you before you left. And just before I came here, she rang me. She told me she and her car got stuck again. So she failed to ride the last trip of the ferry which means she’ll be staying there overnight. She asked me to find you and tell you. Apparently she forgot to get you a local sim so she cannot call you directly.”

“Ohh and did you…”

Hanzi did not need to wait to finish her question. “No I did not tell her what happened to you, I don’t want her to worry. She already has some problem to fix there”.

Minerva is able to heave a sigh of relief. Then she suddenly remembered her foot. “What I can remember is that I bumped my head, I could not remember hurting my foot too. But it feels like hell now!”

“Maybe you sprained it when you fell. Here let me massage it for you”. He then reached for her foot and started a gentle massage.

“Ohh that feels good!” Minerva was arching her back a little when she suddenly noticed that she’s almost naked. She is still in her two piece bikini, with Hanzi holding her foot, her arching backwards, she could not think of any other more awkward position!

She just fell quiet. Hanzi continued to massage her foot. She looks down at him and in that same instance, Hanzi looks up. He stopped massaging her foot, but started to put light butterfly kisses on her foot and gently places some more on her leg. Minerva is left speechless as the sudden change, she wants to say something but couldn’t figure out what she was going to say.

Hanzi’s lips reached her knee and looks up at her again. His shirt rises higher and his picture perfect abbs are viewable. He’s starting to stand up and then plants a gentle kiss to her seemingly waiting lips. He continues to kiss her more passionately and with more strength. He lets out a moan and she touched his waist. She draws her hands are touching the crevices of his beautiful muscles through his shirt. Her hand draw upwards to his head and she pushes his face more deeply into hers.

“I’ve been dying to kiss these lips the moment I set eyes on you” he whispered. Minerva still can’t utter any word.

“You kept on talking while we were in my pick up and I couldn’t take my eyes off your face. I had to drive and focus on the road.” he again whispered. Hanzi kissed her lips again, this time, with much urgency. Minerva kissed back. Hanzi slowly lead her back down to the bed. Minerva followed his lead. Hanzi rolled on top of her still kissing her. Minerva welcomed her with open arms and held him really tight.

Hanzi started to kiss her neck, the side of her ears and then started to go down. He slowly removed her top togs. Minerva waited. Hanzi started to kiss again, but this time his hungry lips went straight to her left breast. Minerva couldn’t do anything but to arch her back again. Hanzi lips goes to her other breast with the same intense desire. Minerva wanted more and arched her back in ecstasy.

Minerva’s hands move from his back to his hair. Then, just when she’s not expecting to do anything, Hanzi rolled over and lay on the bed pulling her so she can be on top of him. She straddles him and his erection deeply pushes against her bikini bottoms. She can feel him pulsate underneath her despite her pressure against his body.

She begins to rub herself against him, her clitoris becoming more swollen as his cock pushes against her. He leans forward and sucks heavily on her breasts. Minerva busily dry humps him until his precum seeps through his jeans. Wanting more, Minerva reaches down and undoes his pants. He wants more of her and undoes her bikini bottoms by untying the side strings, they instantly fall off and he pulls them completely away. His erection now can be completely seen. She pulls his pants and briefs down.

He stands up “Come here my Tike” placing his hands around her small waist and pushes her to the bed. Hanzi is on top now, he reaches down and starts to rub her clitoris in strong circles as he unties her bikini top with his other hand and rips of his shirt. He parts her legs which she obliged and pushed his cock deep inside her. He grunts heavily and thrusts intensely as if he had not had sex in years. She grabs onto his waist and thrust him more forcefully into her as his testicles fill up with a full load. Her soft moans become louder and needier as they reach climax at almost the same moment, he pulls out and squirts streams of cum on her body and breasts as she continues to rub her clitoris.

Hanzi lay down beside her then pulled her in so he could give her strong bear hug. He kissed her on her nose and whispered “That was beautiful! It was perfect.” Minerva fell asleep. She woke up to the sound of door opening. It was Hanzi holding a tray of food.

“Good morning my Tike!”

Minerva started to get up but noticed that she’s naked, so she grabbed the nearest shirt around and put it on. She did not realize that it was Hanzi’s shirt. Hanzi gave her an approving look and said “You look really good wearing my shirt, I’m sure you’ll look equally good staying here on my island”.

Minerva looked at him intently and had envisioned her Mom, Dad and her Nena visiting her at this lovely and romantic Orchid Island 1.5 years from now.










The Sexy Mermaid Found at the Hengchun Peninsula, Taiwan

Hengchun Peninsula Photo

Shu-hui was found by Cheng-han a local fisherman who lives near the Shan-Hai a fishing village in the Hengchun Peninsula many years ago. The first sight of her surprised him as she was totally naked when he found her. He took her to his house and took care of her. The first time she woke up, it was already after 3 days. When she opened her eyes, she was almost blinded by the sunshine coming from the hole in the roof. She looked at her surroundings and saw an unfamiliar place. “Where am I? What happened to me? What is this place?” Her heart beating fast she can barely breathe. With all her strength she tried to sit down and feel her body. “Aww my arm!” She looked at her left arm and saw it bandaged with leaves and cloth. Aside from her arm injury, her whole body felt alright. “What is that?” She saw a pair of slender legs. “I have legs? I have legs! Oh no! This can’t be happening!” She tried to crawl down from the bed, and fell with a thud. “Aww!” she shouted. A man came in and rushed to her air. He was a muscular man, big wide shoulders, muscular arms, his shirt clung to his body which traced his lean torso.

“Are you alright?” He asked.

She realized she didn’t have her tail, instead she used her legs to crawl to the corner and tried to cover herself up with a blanket.

“I’m not going to hurt you” he said.

She looked at him with a mixture of fright and confusion.

“How long was I asleep?” asked Shu-hui.

“Three days” the fisherman answered.

“Wh-where did you find me?”

“Now that’ a question. I found you at the shore. You didn’t have any clothes on, and it was dawn, I was about to go fishing. You were lucky there weren’t drunk bastards outside otherwise you’ll probably be dead by now.”

That thought scared her even more. “What?”

“But don’t worry, you’re safe here. I mended your wound, it looked deep but it’s just a scratch, should be fine in a few weeks.”

“Thank you, for saving me. What is this place?”

“You’re in Hengchuang Peninsula, just near the Kenting town. A few folks live here near the shore, mostly fishermen. I’ve never seen you around here before, are you a tourist or something?”

She hesitated before answering, unaware whether she could trust him. “Yes I’m a tourist. I travelled alone.”

“Do you always travel with no clothes on?”

She didn’t answer. “That’s okay” said the fisherman. “You don’t need to tell me anything else. I’m taking you to the local police so that your family can find you.”

“No!” she cried. “I cannot leave this place. It’s dangerous.”

“The police will take care of you, that’s their job, don’t worry they will not hurt you.”

Shu-hui remembered her friend Coral swimming close to the shore. A villager saw her and was frightened, but Coral was unaware of the dangers of mingling with humans. After a few minutes, villagers came back with men they called “police”. Those men used a big fishing net and threw it at Coral, dragged her to the shore and took her away.

“But I don’t want to go, I’m staying here okay?” she cried.

“Alright, alright, we’ll figure something out. You can stay here a few more days okay. Let’s hope nobody notices you.

“Thank you”


Blonde Mermaid Photo
Photo: Coral the Mermaid


“It’s Cheng-han, call me Cheng-han.”

“Thank you Cheng-han.”

A week passed, Shu-hui is already used to the life in a human village. Through the week she took great care of Cheng-han, she cooked him vegetables and rice, cleaned the house, washes the dishes and the laundry. She had grown fonder of him, although she isn’t sure if Cheng-han feels the same way. Sometimes she finds him taking stolen glimpses at her.

She poured water into the jug when the small container slipped which splashed water onto her. She immediately went to the room to change. Cheng-han came in after buying gas for his burner for his fishing later, but didn’t find Shu-hui in the kitchen, so he went to the bedroom to look for her. He could see Shu-hui taking off her clothes but could not turn away from the beautiful curves of her body. It was not the first time he saw her naked, this time he felt something different. “What’s wrong with me? I better go.” He told himself.

But when she bent down to remove her lingerie, he found his feet glued to the ground. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her beautiful soft skin and her full breasts. She hung her clothes on the hook on the wall, and turned towards the box to get some clothes, but saw Cheng-han  who stood in the doorway. “I have never seen him look at me like that before. Why do I feel nervous? It’s an exciting kind of nervous though” she told herself.

Cheng-han took a step forward and another step. “I’ve never seen such a beautiful woman before, Shu-hui.” He whispered. Shu-hui just stood there frozen, she didn’t know what to do. Cheng-han reached for her shoulders, and caressed down to her slender arms to hold her hands. He gently kissed both her hands and looked her in the eyes. “You have no idea what I want to do with you right now. But I won’t do it unless you want me to.” He took a towel and wrapped it around her. He kissed her on the forehead. “I’ll see you later, okay?” He turned to go, but Shu-hui grabbed his arm. “I’ll see you later” and she gently kissed him on his lips.

Shu-hui couldn’t sleep. She couldn’t stop thinking about Cheng-han. She went outside and walked down the shore, the waves splashed against her feet. She remembered her life in the sea. “I don’t think I want to go back. I don’t want to leave Cheng-han.” It was almost dawn, Shu-hui decided to wait for Cheng-han at the shore. She saw a small boat coming, and was surprised to see Cheng-han’s boat. He immediately saw her and felt breathless. He immediately secured his boat and ran towards Shu-hui.

“Hi.” He said. “What are you doing up?”

“I couldn’t sleep. I-I was waiting for you.”

He took her hands and kissed them, and caressed them on his cheek. “You were? Why so early?”

“I can’t stop thinking about what happened earlier. About you.”

“Come on, let’s get back inside”.

“No.” And she pulled him to kiss him. The kiss was gentle, then became harder and harder. Shu-hui couldn’t keep her emotions anymore, she wanted to be one with Cheng-han, right then. Cheng-han felt obliged and carried Shu-hui to the nearest rock for cover. He kissed her on the neck down to her bosom, down her navel and then her thighs. She fell breathless. Cheng-han guided his strong hands under her shirt, and found her full round breasts waiting for him. He caressed them gently and bent down to kiss Shu-hui on her thighs. He pulled her blouse up, to reveal her bosom, and immediately sucked her tits like a baby. Shu-hui let out a gentle moan, she felt good.


Taiwan Brunette Beauty Photo
Photo: Taiwan Beauty


Cheng-han took his shirt off and unzipped his pants, while Shu-hui took off her lingerie leaving her skirt and shirt on just in case villager passed them. Cheng-han laid Shu-hui on the sand, and went under her skirt, she was wet and ready. He licked her slowly and thoroughly. Her moans escaped her mouth in utter pleasure, and grabbed Cheng-han’s hair in excitement. He inserted his tongue in and out of her, leaving Shu-hui in ecstacy. When Cheng-han finished, he immediately went on top of her, and held his manhood near her wet pussy. “Are you ready?” he lovingly asked. “Yes, yes I am.” And he thrusted his fully erected manhood in her, giving him chills down his spine. Shu-hui never felt as complete and as happy before, although it was her first time. She felt a slight pain, but when Cheng-han thrusted over and over, she couldn’t felt anything else but pure pleasure. As he moved faster, her grip on him tightened, and they both reached climax leaving them exhausted but happy.

They lied down on the sandy beach, the moonlight kissed their skin.

“I have something to tell you Cheng-han ,”

“What is it?”

“I’m a mermaid. I was washed ashore after drinking a potion that can give me feet. It’s the reason I was naked when you found me.”

“You’re kidding right?”

Shu-hui looked him in the eyes. “I told you this because I feel like I can trust you. I didn’t want to go to the police because I fear I might end up the same way as my friend Coral.”

“So it’s true then, that there’s a mermaid in one of the bars in Kenting town. I heard they already buried her, she died after 3 days on land.”

“Poor Coral!” Shu-hui cried. She sobbed and mourned for the loss of her dearest friend.

“Why do humans hate us?”

“I’m sorry Shu-hui. You know people tends to be afraid of things that they do not understand. They took Coral because they’re probably scared of her, traders wanted to buy her for some sort of entertainment, and did not know how to keep her healthy. But not all people are like that, you know. There are some that can also be trusted.” Cheng-han hugged Shu-hui for comfort. “Come on, let’s go back inside.”

Cheng-han fixed some hot coffee for Shu-hui to calm her down.

“I was never cared for like this in my life you know. Thank you for taking care of me.”

He gently kissed her on the forehead. “I love you Shu-hui, I will not do anything to hurt you. You can trust me on that. I’ll just go change okay.”

Cheng-han stood up and went to the room. Right after he took his pants and undergarments off, knelt down and sucked his manhood. “I didn’t hear you come in, I—“ he trailed off as he felt like floating on air while she played with his tip, and gently sucked it.

“I love you too Cheng-han. I want to be with you forever.” And she continued to suck his now erected manhood. “I can’t get enough of you. I want you inside me again.” She made him lie down on the bed, and undressed herself. She pulled her head up and down, up and down. With excitement, Cheng-han let out a moan, and grabbed Shu-hui’s hair gently, so he can see her. She looked at him while she sucked and smiled. “Do you like it?” she asked.

“Yeah. Go on please…” he begged, and Shu-hui continued to pleasure him. When he could not take it any longer, he grabbed Shu-hui and made her lay back on her back, and went inside her again over and over. When they finished, they laughed.

“That was the best feeling I had. I’m really happy when I am with you Cheng-han.”

“Me too.” He said. “Let’s get some sleep okay? You drained the energy out of me totally.” She smiled and kissed him. “Okay.”

Shu-hui woke up the next day feeling energized and happy, with Cheng-han lying by her side, naked. She placed a blanket on him to cover half his body, as he shifted. She kissed him on the forehead, and went to the market to buy food. It was already afternoon when she woke up, and she decided to make a nice dinner for him. When she finished shopping for food, she walked past some club house and men outside the clubs drinking.

“Hey miss, would you like a shot?”

She did not dare look. She walked faster and faster. Some of them got up, and followed her. Shu-hui is now half running, half walking. She didn’t want those men to come near her.

She finally reached their fishing village and went to the big rocks with caves to hide. People who are not familiar with the place won’t dare go in in fear of snakes and other venomous animals. Shu-hui tried to hide in one of the caves, but slipped and hit her head on the rocks. The waves crashed on the big rocks outside the caves. It was almost night time, and a faint light from the sun is the only thing you see on the horizon. “It’s getting colder; I better get to town fast.” She went down from the cave and stepped on the slippery rocks with her bare feet. She had to hide for hours just so those drunken men cannot get to her.

She immediately ran to Cheng-han’s where she found him on the porch waiting for her. She told him everything that happened, but told Cheng-han to not come after them anymore. “The sea will take care of them” she said.

The following morning, three men were found dead on the shore, bitten by sea snakes.

“You are one mysterious lady, Shu-hui.” Cheng-han said.




The Virgin Traveler in Yilan County, Taiwan

Filipina of Women in Polkadot Shirt

The sunlight beamed through the airplane window, and it almost blinded me. I cannot believe I slept through the entire trip. So much for sitting near the window, I didn’t get to see the clouds from where I am. I don’t really sleep when flying, I could just be really tired from doing a lot of house chores before leaving Manila. Visiting relatives there adds a lot of sense in my being. I mean, I would never truly know and understand the meaning of the word responsibility’ had it been for my Lola who always watch every move I make and tells me what I should do. “Do the dishes before rodents clean it for you”, “Your laundry won’t wash themselves on their own” or “How can you breathe all these dust?” There’s really something wrong with me, I’m 24 but my granny still tells me what to do. I don’t know if I can ever accomplish anything without anyone telling me what to do. Or can I? The chores really take most of my energy. At least before landing in Taiwan, I’m all energized.

I had to go meet up with a colleague for my blogging project. She said there’s this beautiful water church in Taipei that is worth seeing and writing about. The last thing in the world I need is my grandmother yelling orders, so here I am.

“Well hello there sexy!” greeted my friend Claire. She grew up here in Taiwan, and we met in UCLA back in college. We were housemates, and we practically knew almost everything about each other. “How’s Manila? How’s your family?” she asked while hugging me. “Yeah same old, granny still tells me what to do. Never gets tired of it.” We strolled out of the airport with my luggage and into our waiting shuttle. It’s nice to see a familiar place in an unfamiliar land.

“I’m so happy to see you Claire. It’s been a while huh?”

“You bet Lex. There’s so much to tell you! But before that look at you! You used to be all chubby and all, what happened? Crash diet?”

“Stress” I said. “Lots of it” I winked at her and we both laughed. “Yeah tell me about it.”

Claire is my best friend in the whole world. We did things together that I cannot even imagine I could do. We drove motorcycles without helmets and did not get caught, we sneaked into boys’ bathrooms just before they shower and hid in places without being seen, we climbed to the tops of hills and mountains, we shouted from them at the top of our lungs, we cursed and laughed at the world like there was no tomorrow. We’re practically like sisters. Soul mates. Claire had a boyfriend in college, actually they’re still together, and that’s when she spent less and less time with me. I caught them touching each other inside the bathroom once, it was so disgusting. After graduation, she left California, and stayed here in Taiwan with her boyfriend Chang, while I stayed with my parents.

It was hard to look for a job back there, until an online ad flashed on my social networking site looking for a blogger/writer. So, I applied and got in. I never realized I got a lot of creativity in me, until I started writing. My parents think I’m just wasting my life in front of the PC, but I don’t mind. I earn and I can save, so I’m all good. I visited grandma in the Philippines because I missed her so much, and because maybe it’s time for me to get some sense of direction. Yes I have a job, but I don’t know what to do with the money I earn. I save it yes, I actually have a lot of it now and I don’t know what to do with it. Grandma always says “Start with the household chores first, maybe then you’ll realize something.” I find that true though. Whenever I wash dishes, that’s when I think of all the things I did back then. I thought of having a house of my own, maybe a pet dog, running my own restaurant, running after my children with my husband.

“Lex, wake up!” My thoughts and dreams trailed off. “We’re here!”

Claire and Chang’s house is in Su’ao Township in Yilan County. It’s just a few minutes away from the beach. The house they lived in now is a gift from Chang’s parents, before Claire walked in the picture. Chang’s family loved Claire though, and I think they’re getting ready to be married in a years.

“Wow, this house looks really amazing Claire.” “I know right! Come on, Chang’s waiting for us inside.”

The entrance to the house is paved with beautiful marbles. The receiving area is very cozy with a brown leather couch, a mini library, flat screen TV and a coffee table. Two life saver’s hang from the terrace. Change used to work as a lifeguard at the local beach nearby, no wonder he’s got some memorabilia.

“Hey Lex, I’m glad to see you! How’s your flight?” he asked giving me a quick hug. “It was okay, I slept through the trip, was exhausted from dong house chores at grandmas”. There was a pause. And then we all burst out laughing. “Yeah that’s some life. Come on let’s have lunch, I prepared a nice seafood pasta dish and some potato salad.”

“That sounds amazing, I’m starving.” I said truthfully.

“Well what are we waiting for? Let’s go.”

After lunch, I asked Claire how to get to the famous church she was talking about. She offered to give me a ride, and just dropped me off at the entrance of the Shangri-la hotel. I made some arrangements with the hotel management, so I’d get to take a look at the beautiful church that looks as if it is floating on water. For the regular tourists, this church is off limits – only those holding wedding ceremonies are allowed to get in.


Shangri-la Hotel Photo
Photo: Shangri-la Hotel


I started walking on the corner side of the church, where a small boat is tied to giving you a rustic country side feel of transport going to the church. I was just enjoying the cool breeze and the quiet ambience of the place when I heard a really loud noise. “Excuse me coming through!” I’m like, who could be ruining my peace and quiet? I turned to see a handsome looking man, probably in his late twenties or early thirties, wearing white long sleeves, black pants and shiny black shoes. He was holding a leashed dog, a st Bernard, and they are coming towards me. Oh no.

I’ve never been jumped at by a really big furry dog before. Luckily, the guy managed to hold the dog before I took another step behind. One more step and I am sure to plunge into the greenish cold lake water.

“Whoa, hey boy easy! The frog’s gone okay, you almost knocked her off.”

I was frozen. My mouth stayed open and my scream melted away, the sound that came out is like a chicken’s. He was so cute. He looked ruggedly handsome, with really lean and muscular features. I’ve never seen such work of art in my life. “I’m sorry miss; Halsey really loves to run after frogs. Sorry to scare you. I’m Jason by the way.”

He held out his hand. Oh my goodness he held out his hand. What should I do??? I’m trying to reach for the hand but I can’t move!

“Are you okay miss?”

“Yeah I am. Uhm, I’m fine I’m just..” I took another step backwards and my legs splashed into the water. Luckily the lake is shallow, but I’m totally drenched. Unfortunately though, Jason grabbed my hand and he too, fell into the lake. In that instant, I wished he landed on top of me. “Oh geez it’s cold!” I muttered. “Are you okay? Let me help you up, I have spare clothes in my hotel room“

“Your hotel room?”

“Yeah, my sister’s getting married and we’re doing the wedding pictorial when Halsey here started running after that frog.”

“Oh I see. No I’m okay, I’ll just take a cab and go home.”

“No I insist please. This wouldn’t have happened because of me. At least let me help get you dried up.”


He helped me get up from the water. I was only wearing a shirt; my curves are showing up big time. I had to cover my front with my hands, otherwise he’ll see my nipples perfectly hardened by the damp coldness. Wait, was he looking? “I’m fine; I think I can stand on my own thanks” pulling my hand away from him. It’s really awkward walking along the sides of a really nice hotel drenched with a man you just met and his wild big dog. I caught a glimpse of him as I walked, I must admit he looks really cute. I can’t help but take another glance at his wet lean body. His cargo pants outline the size of his cock which makes me blush as I now know he is well equipped. I brush my arm against his as he walks in an attempt to instigate something.

He cleared his throat and I immediately looked away.” So, what’s your name?”

“I’m Lex”.

“Lex, is that short for Alexis? Alexa?”

“It’s Lexinne.”

“Nice name. It’s so unique”.


We walked past other guests and bell boys, until we finally reached the elevators. I was really cold and shivering.

“Lex, I’m sorry about what happened, I didn’t mean to ruin your day.”

With shivering voice I said “It was an accident. I’ll just get out of these cold wet clothes so I can be on my way.”

“I see.”

We quietly waited until we reached the 12th floor. He opened the door to his huge room.

“ Who are you sharing this room with?”

“No one.”

“Oh.” I said. I’ve never been alone in a room with a guy before. And a hot guy at that. Dirty thoughts cross my mind of how easy it would be to undress right in front of him but I have never done anything like that before.

“Let me just get you a towel, the bathroom’s in the bedroom, to the left.”

The bathroom was divine; I can’t wait to take my clothes off. I took a nice warm shower, and dried up. I never noticed that Jason is standing at the door way. With only a towel wrapped around his waist. Shoot. I forgot to close the door. I immediately covered my body with my hands.

“You don’t need to hide a body that sexy. Here’s your towel and some clothes. They’re my sister’s; I think you’re the same size.”

Why is he looking at me like that? “Thanks.”

He is advancing towards me. “What are you doing?”

“I’m giving you your towel and clothes.”

“Okay you can go out now thank you.”

He seemed used to seeing naked women. I better get out of here fast, I am not ready for this. After dressing up, I sprang from the hotel and into the road. I’ll call Claire to pick me up here. Wait. My bag’s in the hotel. I took a deep breath, and turned to the hotel, when a familiar voice called me.

“Hey sexy, do you need a ride?”

“No thanks my friend’s picking me up. I left my bag in your room, I’ll just go get it.”

“I’m going with you.”

We reached his room and I went straight to the bathroom where my bag is. I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Jason. I immediately stood up. “I have to go, I…” “Hey, it’s okay I’m not going to hurt you.” He looked into my eyes and gave me a gentle kiss. I melted. We held the kiss for a long time until we were both out of breath. When we finally released each other, I couldn’t take it any longer. I grabbed and kissed him hard, my hands wrapped around his muscular shoulders. I knew I couldn’t stop. The sensation I was feeling is nauseating and it feels really good. He took his shirt off and mine, and he started tracing kisses from my lips, to my ears, down my neck and shoulders, and my bosom. He unhooked my bra and removed my shorts, leaving just my panties on. He scooped me and gently laid me on the bed, while he undressed. Cuddling my bosom, he kissed my tummy and played his tongue on my navel. The tingling pleasurable sensations drove me crazy. What’s even crazier is when he took my panties off, and talked to my other mouth. I tried to stop myself from moaning, but it was so good. I’ve never felt like this before.

He placed two fingers inside of me and started moving them rapidly hitting my g-spot. He began to use the full force of his arm and made even stronger pushes of his fingers. I had never felt so much pleasure in my life. I couldn’t help but to bring my legs together and I felt a strong sensation between my legs. I instantly began to squirt, the water hit his fingers with force, and the bed bellow me was drenched. He continued to flick his fingers inside of me, I thought the flow would stop, but I didn’t. He went inside of me and started thrusting his now stone-hard manhood into me, and I felt complete. “You are so beautiful” he whispered, as he continued to thrust. The gentle thrusts became rapid, until we both reached it, catching our breath.

“That was my first time Jason.”

“Yeah? I thought so. That was my first too, in the bathroom.”

“No kidding!” Why is he so insensitive? I got up and got ready to dress. “I was joking, come here.”

We laid in bed and talked about so many things until the sun went up. He told me about his life and how he also wants to be married in that same Eternal Water Church when he finds the one. I came back to Claire with more than just a story about a wedding church. After 5 years, I would never thought I’d come back to Yilan not to write about a church, but to be married there. I guess he already did find the one. I did too.





Sex Diary: The Ex’s Nickname System Part 3

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…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.


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.


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








Her Private Invitation in Clementi, Singapore

Singaporean Woman with Parcel Photo

The invitation came in the way that she’d grown to expect them. At exactly 10:00am, a man in a dark suit knocked softly on the wall of Liya’s cubicle, a tiny space stuck in the middle of one of the Tower office blocks in the center of Clementi, Singapore. He slipped his hand into his pocket and wordlessly removed a small envelope. He handed it to her and she took it from him as her hands trembled.

“Thank you” she said softly. He said nothing, just nodded in acknowledgement and walked away.

Liya tried to force down the blush that had already crept up her neck. She glanced nervously around, but all of her nearby co-workers were busy at their computers, who had not paid any attention to her or the heated flush of desire that she wore like a scarlet letter. The envelope was not sealed. She opened it delicately to savour each second of exquisite anticipation. Inside, inked in his now-familiar hand were the words:

My place. 9pm. Dress to be provided.

She felt the arousal wash over her. She took a deep breath, then another as she tried not to think of the liquid heat that filled her every time she got one of those little envelopes. She put the card and the envelope back on her desk and walked down to the cooler to have a glass of water. That always seemed to help. Liya slowly walked back to her cubicle and tried not to smile or think of what would happen that evening.

The rest of the day went by in fits and starts, blurry hours of productivity, lazy minutes spent transfixed by the clock. She willed the time to be later. By 4:53pm she shut her computer down. At 4:58pm her purse was on her shoulder and at 5:00pm she was in her car. The drive home past Clementi’s famous steel truss railway bridge was uneventful, even though it was filled with the beauty of tropical scenery. She pulled into a parking spot and walked up to her apartment. The humidity sweltered around her, she barely noticed that her skin grew faintly damp on the brief journey from car to front door. Her preoccupied mind was focused on what she knew was inside. The key shook slightly as she unlocked the door.

It was the same apartment she’d left in the morning – same living room, same couch, same everything. But there was a large white cardboard box, four feet long by two feet wide, a foot high, that sat on the coffee table in her living room. She lifted the top off of the box. Inside, as expected, was a sheer, diaphanous black dress, cobweb-fine black lace panties and matching bra, silken thigh-high stockings and sumptuous black suede pumps.

She smiled as she looked at the clothes. Her fingers lightly brushed over them and her long lashes closed. She thought about how he him packed them, the delicacy with which he had folded them and how he arranged the tissue paper so that nothing would become wrinkled. She checked the clock, it was 6:34pm. It was easily two hours before she had to leave and the clock continued to crawl at what seemed like a snail’s pace. She ate some fruit and leftover satay as she watched some TV to distract her.

At 7:30pm Liya took a quick shower then left her chestnut hair to dry in long, loose waves as he liked it to be. Satisfied with her hair, she turned to her makeup, expertly highlighting her almond shaped eyes and flawless skin.

At 8:15pm Liya checked her reflection in the mirror for what seemed to be the millionth time. She began to pace, the dress flowed around her lithe frame, made of gossamer-fine silk that accentuated the sensual lines of her body. She forced herself to stop to drink a glass of water in an attempt to steady her nerves. She paced some more.

It was now 8:30pm. “Close enough” Liya thought as she walked out of her apartment, the heels clicked on the tiles of the entryway. She locked the door behind her, walked to her car in the sultry evening heat and drove to his place. She loved this drive; tonight was no exception. The lights of the city around her glowed brightly, it displayed the hustle and bustle of the busy hawker food stalls and wet markets busy with hungry patrons even in the sticky evening heat.

She pulled into his driveway, the tires of her car crunched on the gravel. She got out and walked to the front door, all thoughts of her everyday life disappeared with each step. It was open just a crack, she pushed it and the large, heavy oak door swung easily on its hinges. She walked into the large front hall and closed the door behind her quietly.


Business Man in Chair Photo
Photo: Business Man in Chair


“In here.”

Liya heard his deep voice from the direction of the living room. She felt her body instantaneously react to his voice. First every muscle in her body immediately tensed then with a soft sigh which released gentle relaxation that only intensified the sexual desire that pooled deep within her core. She steadied herself and walked towards the sound of his voice and entered the elegantly appointed living room. He sat in a large leather recliner, his suit jacket tossed on a nearby ottoman. His crisp white dress shirt was unbuttoned at the neck and his black silk tie was a slightly loose at the base of his throat. The cuffs of his shirt sleeves were rolled up his arms to just below his elbows. Liya felt another wave of unbridled need crash through her slender body at the sight of him. There was a tumbler next to him with scotch and a crystal bottle full of shimmering amber liquor sat next to the glass.

He smiled when he saw her and said “The dress looks good on you.” She felt her cheeks blush but she didn’t try to hide it. She closed her eyes once, slowly to savour the feel of his eyes which traced each accented curve of her body.

“Thank you,” she murmured demurely.

“Let me see all of you.” He commanded. He knew the request would not be refused. She walked in front of him and turned slowly to enjoy the silk which slid on her suddenly sensitive skin. She stopped to face him with her eyes lowered, a couple of feet from his chair. He let his eyes slide slowly over her to claim her without a single word or motion. He nodded once, a tiny gesture of approval then moved his index finger in a simple motion downwards. Liya knew already what it meant. As he took a long sip from his glass, she sank to her knees, the dress puddled around her. She slowly kissed his leg upwards from his knee, her lips slid over the fine wool of his suit pants. She reached his crotch and voiced a soft moan at the warm hardness she felt through the cloth. She looking upwards, she found that his eyes slightly clouded by the scotch, were locked on her as he watched everything. She loved this.

She kissed her way up the fly of his trousers then unbuckled his belt, never taking her eyes off him. She unbuttoned and unzipped his pants then reached in and slid his cock out of his boxers. It was already hard like silken skin over steel. She closed her eyes, licked her lips and slid the head into her mouth. She move her hands to his thighs. She took him into her mouth. Slowly she slid her mouth up and down. Quickly, droplets of his sweet precum mixed with her saliva to lubricate his cock.

She knew what would come next and craved it. She felt a wet heat run through her as it happened. His hands slid into her hair and tightened. He began to fuck her mouth with increased urgency. She relaxed and gave in to let him use her mouth for his pleasure. His cock pushed deeper with each thrust and he let out a guttural moan as his head pushed against the tight rim of her throat. One more push and she felt his orgasm pulsate in her mouth. She felt the thick ropes of his cum, squirt after squirt, slide down her throat and fill her mouth. She barely managed to keep it all in her mouth before he slid his shaft which throbbed from her reddened lips. His grip relaxed on her hair and he gave one more soft moan. She swallowed quickly and smiled up at him. He graced her with a smile that broke across his face like the sun.

“Lovely Liya” he said “Stand up.”

She stood gracefully, on legs made shaky by what was yet to come. He drained the rest of his scotch, stood and took her by the hand. His hands were large and strong but his skin was soft against hers. He led her down the hall to the master suite’s marble bathroom. She had used it before but never been in it with him. She looked up at him, confused by this new turn of events. He turned her around and kissed the back of her neck as he slid the zipper down on her dress, then slipped it off her shoulders. Her body trembled at the touch of his warm lips and the coolness of the silk dress sliding over her skin.

“Step out” he instructed.

Liya did so without hesitation and he draped the dress over a nearby towel rack. He went to the large, old-fashioned claw foot tub and turned on the faucets. It began to fill, steam rose off the water. He rolled his sleeves up a bit further, slowly and carefully, until they were above his elbows. He stood behind her, unclasped her bra and draped it over her dress. He slid her panties down her long legs and she stepped out of them. He knelt before her and gently placed his hands on her left calf. Taking the cue, she lifted her leg slightly and he slipped her foot out of her suede heel, her hand on his shoulder for balance. He did the same with the other heel then rolled her stockings off. She stood naked before him.

The claw foot tub filled quickly. He removed a blue glass bottle from the medicine cabinet and emptied it into the stream of running water. Bubbles formed rapidly and there was soon a thick layer of perfumed bubbles covering the warm water. He tested the water with his fingers then turned the water off.

“Is the temperature alright?” he asked quietly.

She bent down, her distracted mind barely registered the temperature and nodded silently. He gestured to the tub, and she got in. It felt wonderful. Her eyes closed in bliss as she sank into the mountains of jasmine scented bubbles. The heat from the water soaked into her skin, into her bones and she let out a deep sigh of relaxation.

“Enjoy,” he whispered. “I’ll be back in a little while for you.”

He turned off the light and closed the door. As the door shut, all of the light from the master suite was cut off and she was left in complete darkness. She slipped down in the bath a little, letting the warmth work into her muscles, it drained every ounce of tiredness and soreness from her body. She felt like she could barely lift a finger. The peaceful restfulness was so deep. She opened and closed her eyes to see if she could make out anything in the room, but the room was perfectly and completely dark. She let her eyes rest shut and allowed her other senses to wake up. Her hands found their way upwards over her skin, feeling the slight lubrication of the soap as her fingertips caressed the dips and curves of her frame. Liya breathed in, slowly and deeply, the exotic scent of jasmine flowers filled her nose. She let her mind and hands wander aimlessly, without any purpose other than to experience each sensation to its fullest.

Before long, the bathroom door was quietly opened, a faint light from the hallway spilled in. He was back. He turned on the lights with a dimmer to keep them low, courteously letting her eyes adjust from the darkness.

“Hello again” he said with a smile. “It’s time to get up. Stand, please.”

She stood without question. She moved slowly as her relaxed muscles regained their lost strength.

“Sit on the far edge of the tub, facing me.” He commanded.

She did as he asked. Beyond the edge of the tub there was an alcove which gave her a comfortable nook to sit in. He turned the lights up a little bit and opened a cabinet beside the double vanity sink. He removed a dark wood box and opened it to reveal an old-fashioned shaving kit, complete with a lather brush and a shiny, silver, single blade razor.

“I’d like to shave you.” He said, his voice little more than a whisper.
She looked down at her neatly-trimmed mound and her brow furrowed.

“You don’t like this?” She asked him.

“I do like it. But I want to shave you.”

She understood and nodded slowly in acquiescence. He removed a small tub and a bottle from the shaving kit. He poured a honey-coloured liquid from the bottle into his hands. He rubbed it into his hands and she could see them glisten in the warm, dusky light. He leaned forward and she closed her eyes at his touch. Liya felt his oiled hands slide over her. She exhaled a shaky breath as his fingers slid over her mound, her lips, her perineum, down even between her cheeks to rub the tiny puckered hole. The oil felt slick and warm. She wondered if he could tell how sexually aroused she was by just this simple erotic massage.

His hands left her skin and she opened her eyes to find him walking to the sink to wash the oil from his hands. He picked up the brush from the wooden box and returned to her, his eyes hungrily devoured her naked body. She watched him with languid eyes as he ran the brush under the hot water that flowed from the bath faucet, dipped it in the tub of lather cream and leaned forward.

“Spread your legs for me, Liya.”








My Sexy Singaporean Girlfriend at Sungei Buloh

Singaporean Woman with Orange Hair Photo

She was beautiful. Everything around her could not compare to how her body moved, how the dress clung to her hips, how she smiled and how she looked my way.

It took me a while to realize that she was staring. She must have been staring at my slack jaw and blatant drooling for a while because she laughed. God, that laugh. How can anyone’s laugh sound more like a song than a laugh? It was music to my ears, and I could listen to it all day. Some days, I would.

That was my memory of the first time I saw her. It’s been 2 years, but everything is still so vivid. When I close my eyes, I still remember how the sweat made her lingerie stick to her body. The thin material left little to imagination, but god, she was sexy just like Miss Universe Singapore.

She was even sexier when I undid the first button of that dress, when I lifted her against one of the stalls and when she tried to muffle her whimpers as I pushed her legs apart.

“Hon” I heard her calling me from the bedroom. She must have finally woken up. Moments when we could get away and spend time with each other were scarce. When we did, we make sure to make it count, if you know what I mean.

“Hon, you here?” She was now peeking in the kitchen, where I sat having coffee. If anyone could see her right now, they’d know what I was saying was true. She’s a fucking 10 even in the morning, no make-up, groggy and her hair all over the place. I can already feel myself getting hard, and even with all the activities last night, I still had it in me to bend her over right now.

“Don’t even think about it, baby” She warned, winking playfully at me “We have to be at the Sungei Buloh Reserve by 10am. It’s already 8:30am, and we haven’t even showered.”

“Speak for yourself. I don’t need to shower” I teased back. She hates it when I don’t put myself together. I’ve made a habit of teasing her. See, she was much older than me. By 10 years, I think. We stopped counting when we realized it was past 5. It didn’t matter to me. She was beautiful and sexy. She is everything I’ve ever wanted. Who cares how old she is? Besides, she barely looks a year older than me.

“Are you sure? I was thinking we could do it together” She said, dropping her shirt on the floor. Now, that’s an invitation. Fuck this, I’m definitely showering. I followed her retreating back into the bathroom. God, that ass. I would be slapping that in less than minute, and that thought is making me so hard.

Under the shower, both naked, I could feel her breathing. That alone makes me want to fuck her so hard I she’d scream my name, but I take it slow. I want her to feel my throbbing member against her. I want to hear her whimper at my touch, wait for her to beg for more as I kiss her neck, my fingers playfully trailing between her legs. And she does, she always does. I want her to come this way, so I pushed her against the wall. The water from the shower still soaking us, making our breathing even more labored.

I pushed a finger inside of her and she gasps “Uh, fuck yes, baby.” I love that foul mouth. She’s always so proper, and only I can bring her to this. I pushed my finger further, hitting just the right spot. That’s when I felt her hand on my cock. God that felt good. She just knows how to touch me, how to mold those fingers so the suction is perfectly addicting.

She kept pumping my cock, while she moaned each time two of my fingers pushed inside her, hitting her spot every time. While my fingers were busy, my tongue found their way to their nipple. I sucked on one, while my other hand squeezed the other. “Shit, shit, shit,” she kept chanting, and I did something I knew would drive her crazy. I bit her nipple lightly.

“Ah, fuck!” She screamed and squeezed my cock tight. I knew better than to stop, so I moved to suck her other nipple. I first figured out how much she loved this one afternoon, when we were supposed to be watching birds at the Sungei Buloh Migratory Bird Trail. I had to muffle her screams as I fucked her against a tree, 5 meters from touring guests. It was hard to keep her voice down when I bit her nipple then, and it was still impossible now.

“Uh, god damn it!” I knew she was close, her body way shaking and her breathing was shallow. I was right there with her. Her thighs tightened, so I pushed my fingers faster, timing my sucking with my finger’s rhythm.

“I’m cu—“ She didn’t finish her words, but she did finish something else. I knew she was tired, but she wasn’t the type to stop when her partner hasn’t finished yet, so she kept pumping me, faster and faster. Looking at her this way, spent, stroking me was driving me closer too.

“Fuck!” I screamed when I could take it any longer. My load shot directly in her hands, and she kept stroking me until every last bit of it was on her. When I was done, she looked at me, brought her hand to close to her face, and licked her palm. And my god, that was hot. Watching her lick my cum off her hand was making me hard again, but before I could entertain that thought, she whispered, “Now, we really need to shower.”

We finally got to the Sungei Buloh Reserve and we were both late. My shift already started, and the people she was meeting had been waiting for half an hour. If he was here, we’d be in big trouble. Thank god, he wasn’t. The manager would have dragged both our asses out and paraded us to the whole team, lecturing us on punctuality and respect. He was an old fart, if you ask me. He was probably nearing 60, and he still had the stamina to embarrass that shit out of his staff, not that I didn’t deserve the scolding. He just went too far, especially with her. I couldn’t take it. It was just too much.


Singaporean Woman with Orange Hair Photo
Photo: My Sexy Singaporean Girlfriend at Sungei Buloh – Singaporean Woman


But, we weren’t caught coming in late, so I was in a chipper mood. I was even happy to pick up a mix of rowdy and disinterested high school students from the café to give them a tour. Because of my annoying enthusiasm, half of them hated me by the end of tour and the other half was converted to a bunch of bird-loving teenagers.

By the time my shift was over, I had done 3 tours, and I was craving another dose of her before I went home. I wondered if I could sneak into her office an encourage her to come “walk” the Coastal Trail with me. There are barely any people now, but the view is perfect for another rendezvous. Before I could walk in the direction of her office, I got a text from her.

“Meet me at the exhibition gallery. Help me clean up.”

Oh, I will help her clean up alright. When I got to the gallery, it was already close to visitors. “Perfect,” I couldn’t help but say. She was looking at one of the photos of a bird. Everyone thought that photo was beautiful. It was mysterious and hard to capture. It travels from one place to another very discretely, but that one time, it allowed one of our guests to photograph it.

The bird reminded me of her, and I was as lucky as that photographer. She let me have her, and I’ll show her just how grateful I am.

She didn’t turn when I started kissing her nape, moving her hair out of the way and revealing her open back. “Mmm, hi baby,” she whispered, barely audible because her whimpers were taking over her words. “Hi” I said between kisses “Missed me?”

I spun her around, so I can kiss her, really kiss her. I want her to know she’s all I want, and I need to feel she craves me just as much. She doesn’t disappoint. She returned my kiss with as much passion, opening her mouth for me to take and ravish. Our tongues fought, and she let me take control. She tugs at my hair as I kiss her deeper and my hands wander from her breasts to her perfectly sculpted ass. I pressed her closer to me, so she can feel just what she does to me, how hard I am for her. She gasps at my erection, looks at me and says “Fuck me, baby, hard. I want you to fuck me on the floor until I can’t stand.”

She doesn’t need to say anything more. I will fuck her until she screams, until she exhausted out of her mind and until I’m all she can ever thinking of fucking. She tugged at my shirt, motioning for me to raise my hands, so she can take it off. Then, she undid my pants, taking her time with zip, palming me, teasing me. “Baby” I begged. I didn’t want to come before I can fuck her, and I was getting really close just from looking at how sexy she was tonight. She laughed at my sexual frustration, and said “Hurry then, take my dress off.”

Knowing exactly what I want to do, I pushed her to the closest wall, and without even thinking twice, I tore her dress off her. No underwear, nice, now I know she really wants me too fuck her ASAP. I looked at her with knowing grin and she replied, “What? Don’t like what you see?”

I wasn’t going to tell her that she was the most beautiful when she’s naked like this. I’d rather show her, so I reach down, and felt just how wet she was. I pushed my finger into her and started rubbing her clit. She was moaning loader as rubbed her clit faster. I could feel my cock throbbing, and I could only squeeze her breast and suck her neck as I got more excited. God, no matter how many times we’ve done this, she’s always so fucking tight.

I wanted to taste her, eat her tight pussy out, so I kneeled in front of her. I motioned for her to lift her leg onto my shoulder, and she grabbed onto my hair to help her balance. Her eyes were already shut when I looked at her. She knows what was coming, and this was her way of surrendering herself to the pleasure, to me. I felt her grab my hair, and guided my face closer to her pussy. “Please, baby,” she begged, “I want you to—“

She didn’t get to say the rest because I was already sliding my fingers in and out of her as I licked her clit. Her body was shuddering, and she was moaning so loudly now. She kept coaxing me to go faster, so sucked one her clit. “Mmm, yes,” was all the encouragement I needed. I was getting more and more aggressive, and I can feel that she was close. That’s why I was confused when she screamed, “Stop!”

Unsure of what to do, I stood up and looked at her. “What?” I asked, “Is something wrong?”

“I was gonna cum” she responded, and I laughed.


“I want you in me. Fuck me,” she said, sliding down to the floor. As she laid there, I knew she had me. I loved this girl, and I was going to show her. I started kissing her between her breasts, moving to suck her nipples. I swirled my tongue around each one, biting them lightly. She rewarded me with moans and screams of pleasure. I was taking my time, enjoying her body, from her chest, her bare stomach to just above her pussy.

I started kissing her inner thigh, but she insisted, “Please, take me now. I need you.” Her need was enough to encourage my lust to take over, so I laid on top of her and pushed her legs apart. She opened her legs wider, and I can already see her dripping.

“You’re so wet, baby,” I said, smiling. The sight of her legs spread in front of me, her pussy waiting brought out my primal desire to just take her. In instant, my thick cock was fully inside her. We both moaned loudly. God,that felt good. The feeling of being enveloped by her tight pussy all at once was fucking good, so pulled out fully and ploughed into her again. Each thrust was hard, fast and deep. I didn’t stop until I was balls in deep in her, and all she can do was scream. I felt her nails dig in to my back each time my cock filled, and I can feel her returning my thrusts. Fuck, it’s so deep this way. I want this. Each thrust was taking us closer to both our orgasms, and I can feel her thighs tensing. With one last thrust, I rammed my whole cock in her, and we both felt each other reach an orgsamic climax. We were both thrashing wildly, riding the full length of a powerful orgasm. It was perfect. She was perfect.





My Lovely Nights in Choa Chu Kang, Singapore

Singapore Airlines Photo

I arrived in Choa Chu Kang, weary from my travel. I had landed in Singapore a few hours ago and met my colleague Andrew who had picked me up from the airport. He treated me to lunch and we spoke about Singapore. I had been here on a couple of occasions over the past few years but I’ve never had to live in this country for an extended time. This time, Andrew designated himself as my guide. He had fixed me up in a comfortable apartment in Choa Chu Kang and after lunch, he dropped me at my new place.

For the next three months, this town would be my new home. I was excited about the project that I’d taken up for work which was the reason why I had moved to this new place, but I was already felt a little homesick.

London and my ex-girlfriend Beth were so far away. Beth and I had broken up a few weeks before I had moved to Singapore. We were still very fond of each other but our work kept us apart so often that we had become like strangers to each other. Our careers had mutually moved us away from each other but I still missed her. Being away from home, brought back her memories with a lot more potency. I curled up in bed that night, all I could think of was Beth’s arms wrapped around me, how she would have kissed my face lightly and stroked my hair until I fell asleep.

I was restless the entire night. I missed my bed back home. Singapore felt too hot for my comfort. Even though the air-conditioning was switched on, it brought no relief to me. I got up several times during the night, first to fetch some water, then to pee, then to check the time.

The next morning, when I finally woke up, I found that my eyes were puffy from lack of sleep. “Not a bright sight, are you Jack?” I said to myself as I looked in the mirror. Andrew had been kind enough to stock a few staples in the apartment on account of my arrival, but I still had to go shopping to fill up on some groceries and toiletries. Only, I had no idea where the supermarket might be.

I picked up my phone to dial Andrew in order to ask him where I could go to buy my essentials but then I realised that it was early morning on a Sunday. I didn’t want to disturb Andrew so early on his day off. So I decided to head out and explore the neighborhood on my own. That’s when I first saw Nina. She had just locked the door of her apartment, which was right next to mine. When I walked out of my apartment, she flashed a smile at me.

“Hello,” I found myself responding inadvertently. She smiled again. Only this time, her white teeth gleamed through her lips like a string of pearls.

“Just moved in?” She asked.

“Yes. I just got here from London yesterday.”

“Oh really? I was in London last month.”

We spoke with each other. She told me about the family that had lived in my apartment before me and how they had just moved out a few weeks ago on account of the husband’s transfer to Shanghai. Nina’s voice had a very calm and soothing quality to it. It was very melodious.


Choa Chu Kang, Singapore Photo
Photo: My Lovely Nights in Choa Chu Kang – Choa Chu Kang


“Do you sing?” I asked her, the thought striking me out of the blue.

“As a matter of fact, I do. Not professionally yet, but someday I hope to”

“I would love to hear you sing sometime” I said.

“Of course. You are welcome to come home any time you want. I’m at home most evenings. Choa Chu Kang is a very quiet neighbourhood. So I don’t go out in the evening very often as there isn’t much to do” she said.

“How about tonight?” I asked as the words had just slipped right out of my mouth. I couldn’t believe the spontaneity with which I had just invited myself to her place.

“Sure, tonight sounds good. Shall we meet at 8?”

“Yes,” I replied, unable to contain my excitement.

We parted ways, I went for a walk around the neighbourhood. I found myself consumed with thoughts of Nina all through the day. She wasn’t beautiful in a conventional way, but something about her mannerisms made her charming. It was easy to talk to her and I thought perhaps Choa Chu Kang wouldn’t make me feel like I was alone and away from home.

That evening I was full of anticipation. I looked forward to spending time with Nina and swap tales of our adventures of what our lives were like and what our lives had been like in the past. At exactly 8pm I rang the doorbell to her apartment. She opened the door, and my heart skipped a beat when I saw her. Nina wore a knee-length, white dress with a single red line encircling her waist. Her long black hair was tied back in a red ribbon and she smelled of lilies. Her brown eyes sparkled as she said “Welcome to my humble abode” and gave a little laugh. I walked in with a bottle of wine.

“I hope you like it” I said as I gave her the bottle.

“I do like red” She said. She tossed her ponytail back and gave me a glimpse of the ribbon again. I was tempted to untie the red ribbon that held her hair prisoner. I clenched my fist to save myself from giving into the temptation.

We had a lovely dinner that Nina had fixed. She had made a few Singaporean delicacies that to my English palate were exotic. We talked at length about ourselves; she about her family, her job, her best friend and I told her all about my home in London, what kind of a boy I was when I was younger and my own business which was what had brought me to Singapore. We didn’t realize how time flew and before I knew it, it was almost midnight. I didn’t want to leave, but decorum demanded that I leave Nina and head back to my apartment as we both had an early morning and for me, it would be the first day that I would work on my new project.

“I suppose I should get going” I said as I secretly hoped that she would ask me to stay.

“Yes, you should. But not before listening to that song I promised to sing” She replied and went to fetch her guitar.

I felt a little glee rise inside me. She came back with her guitar and sat down on the couch. She strummed it and sang a beautiful song, the lyrics of which escape me now. I was lost in her voice. I was lost as I watched the expressions on her face. A smile unknowingly played on my lips. And before I knew it, my hand had extended itself towards her back and untied her hair ribbon.

Nina smiled at my action and continued to sing. I stroked her back lightly. The sheer, satin fabric of her dress felt wonderful to touch. Nina’s eyes closed, whether lost in her song or in response to my touch, I don’t know. Just as her song ended, her face came close to mine. She looked deeply into my eyes. My mouth bridged the gap between us and I kissed her lips. Her lips parted in response. With one hand, she reached the back of my neck and with the other, she stroked my hair. I pulled her close to me as we continued to kiss each other, lost in each other’s embrace.

A little moan escaped her lips. A moan got stuck in the back of my throat. I was extremely aware of how clumsy my hands were around her, but she continued to stroke my hair and back as if I was exactly the person she had been meaning to touch for a very long time. When we pulled apart, her eyes still held my gaze. Her dress had hiked up and the soft flesh of her thighs was visible. I placed my hand lightly on them. She quivered under my touch. I kissed her neck and sucked gently as she sighed in sexual pleasure.

“Stay here tonight” She whispered to me. I nodded in agreement. We went to her bedroom. There were cushions of every size and colour piled up on the bed. The curtains were a vibrant shade of pink. There were photographs pinned to the wall.


Singaporean Woman on Bed Photo
Photo: My Lovely Nights in Choa Chu Kang – Singaporean Woman on Bed


She laid down on the bed. I followed her without taking my eyes off her. We lay side by side for a minute before she reached out to me and put her head on my chest. My fingers began to stroke her lazily.

“You have very soft skin” I said.

“Yes, I do” She laughed.

She raised her head up to look into my eyes. I pulled her closer, this time I kissed her hard on her mouth. She moaned loudly, surprised at my ferocity. My hand reached out and pulled her dress off. She was petite, and I was too big for her. The more my tongue explored her, the louder her moans became. I held her tightly and continued to kiss her. She tugged at my hair, and I got rougher as the minutes passed. I was like a hungry beast that found itself in front of a feast after it had been starved. I craved Nina’s body. My hands fumbled when I tried to take off her bra, and she had to ease it off instead. She took off my pants more deftly than I would have been able to do it myself. We made love over the next few hours, sometimes gently, sometimes more aggressively.

Eventually, we drifted off to sleep. I woke up in the wee hours of the morning. It just began to get light outside. Nina’s breath was deep as she was fast asleep. I continued to look at her face, which seemed so serene. In that moment I found myself that I had grown fond of her. I let my fingers gently trail along her arm. It felt amazing just to touch her. She dreamily let out a soft groan, and her fingers clutched at my arm tighter.

We got out of bed a few hours later, and Nina fixed me breakfast. I left with a kiss on her forehead and a promise to be back again later that night.

We continued our conversations over the next few days, mostly over dinner and drinks. Nina took me around Choa Chu Kang, and I explored the town with her. We began to take walks in the many parks in this part of the town. Our evening strolls became one of the things that I used to look forward to with a lot of fervor. We explored the little shopping mall where Nina would help me pick out stuff for my apartment or my daily use. She was a smart girl and knew how to pick up things that were of high quality but reasonably priced. We discovered eating joints, regaling each other with more conversation.

And every night I would go back with her. We spent a night or two at my apartment, but mostly I would go and sleep at her place. We made love almost every night. When she was on top of me, she was the gentlest of lovers. She would kiss my chest and let her hands explore my privates. When I was on top of her, I would devour her with passion, kissing every inch of her skin and having sex with her.

We delighted in each other’s company for the three months that I lived in Choa Chu Kang. I came back to London after that, but by then we had become very deeply involved with each other. Now, Nina and I are in a relationship, and I still see her every month when I go to Singapore. Our nights continue to be filled with passion and lust whenever we see each other.