terminaldreams
05-10-2016, 07:19 AM
It’s been a while since I last contributed and since life has slowed down, maybe thought it’s good time to start sharing the adventures I’ve had over the last two years, largely assisted by the many dating apps. From Tinder to OKC to CMB, you name it… The stories to come doesn’t happen in chronological order as I’ve definitely hazed up my memory. At the end of the day, it all turned paltry and rather repetitive, but hope you guys enjoy the stories as much as I enjoyed them =P
They always say you remember the first, well, I do. More vividly than others, at least it’s the first from Tinder. Let’s call her V. V is an Indonesian Chinese who happened to be roaming the app from coercion by her friend, T. So after some time chatting, we were prepared to meet but couldn’t find time, until one fateful Friday of a long weekend.
V was out with her friend bar-hopping and I was occupied entertaining some clients that night. As the night went on, the dinner an end on my side and they settled into The Library, a ‘secret’ bar. Taking a stab in the dark, I suggested to look her up and dare her to be impromptu. So there I went rushing across the end of Tanjong Pagar. To be led in and finally meeting my first Tinder date, albeit with the company of her friend, T, ‘for safety’ as she put it.
V was bespectacled with long black flowy hair. She was rather tall around 1.70m by my estimation, rather meaty, but boy, they sure went to the right places. Dressed in a long sleeveless black dress that went down to her knees, her boobs were taking that dress hostage spreading the fabric with vice. She also had a good sense of fashion under, as evidently seen from the lacy fabric of her bra and a thong under, pressed against her dress.
That night isn’t as eventful as many of you, or I, would hope. But it set the pace for the long weekend. As the drinks piled on, our conversation opened up, fuelled by the openness of T. Of the two, she was definitely the sultrier one and had a wilder side than V. V was more of the goody two shoes kind, who apparently hadn’t gotten anywhere with her past relationships and being single for a while, was egged on by T to join Tinder.
There we were listening in on some of T’s sexcapades from the app where we only just started out, got us quite a bit riled up. We started stroking each other’s thighs and grew our physical contact through the night. But lo and behold, V apparently was a virgin, which from the looks of it, she’s been wanting to shed that status for a while. For one reason or the other, I do remember one of the things that transpired that night was a dare that popped out of nowhere for V and I to make out. And that led to the girls making out, perhaps T didn’t want to be left out of the action. Of which, she held V’s head and went full on with her. I’d be lying if that wasn’t a sight to turn me on, nor if I crossed my fingers for some threesome action. But that was not meant to be as we left in separate cabs, with me sending V home and just some innocent tonguing action.
The verdict of the night was I passed. So only two days later, we met at T’s place somewhere at a condo at Bukit Timah for a cookout. That’s where it all starts…
They always say you remember the first, well, I do. More vividly than others, at least it’s the first from Tinder. Let’s call her V. V is an Indonesian Chinese who happened to be roaming the app from coercion by her friend, T. So after some time chatting, we were prepared to meet but couldn’t find time, until one fateful Friday of a long weekend.
V was out with her friend bar-hopping and I was occupied entertaining some clients that night. As the night went on, the dinner an end on my side and they settled into The Library, a ‘secret’ bar. Taking a stab in the dark, I suggested to look her up and dare her to be impromptu. So there I went rushing across the end of Tanjong Pagar. To be led in and finally meeting my first Tinder date, albeit with the company of her friend, T, ‘for safety’ as she put it.
V was bespectacled with long black flowy hair. She was rather tall around 1.70m by my estimation, rather meaty, but boy, they sure went to the right places. Dressed in a long sleeveless black dress that went down to her knees, her boobs were taking that dress hostage spreading the fabric with vice. She also had a good sense of fashion under, as evidently seen from the lacy fabric of her bra and a thong under, pressed against her dress.
That night isn’t as eventful as many of you, or I, would hope. But it set the pace for the long weekend. As the drinks piled on, our conversation opened up, fuelled by the openness of T. Of the two, she was definitely the sultrier one and had a wilder side than V. V was more of the goody two shoes kind, who apparently hadn’t gotten anywhere with her past relationships and being single for a while, was egged on by T to join Tinder.
There we were listening in on some of T’s sexcapades from the app where we only just started out, got us quite a bit riled up. We started stroking each other’s thighs and grew our physical contact through the night. But lo and behold, V apparently was a virgin, which from the looks of it, she’s been wanting to shed that status for a while. For one reason or the other, I do remember one of the things that transpired that night was a dare that popped out of nowhere for V and I to make out. And that led to the girls making out, perhaps T didn’t want to be left out of the action. Of which, she held V’s head and went full on with her. I’d be lying if that wasn’t a sight to turn me on, nor if I crossed my fingers for some threesome action. But that was not meant to be as we left in separate cabs, with me sending V home and just some innocent tonguing action.
The verdict of the night was I passed. So only two days later, we met at T’s place somewhere at a condo at Bukit Timah for a cookout. That’s where it all starts…