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Spitting tales
Well bros. Decided to write something more light hearted and even humorous and some guai lan style else I will be known to become the "Wang Jie" for writing only sad stories.
Spitting tales are short stories of growing up. An my definition of being a man? *Don't beat the crap out of me* Men are losers. Why? Because every time we lose a fight, we'll spit. *Little Max's quote. Let's go and explore stories! Do share your encounters too! __________________________________________________ Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=302329 |
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Re: Spitting tales
THE 10 SEC SHOOTOUT.
I was a growing teen already with a love for massages. Of course at that point of time I could only afford at most an hour's massage. As I was walking near my block, I saw this massage house and decided to try my luck for a good massage. And I only had $50 with me. Went inside and the ladies greeted hungrily. Felt a little shy with 4 pairs of eyes staring at me. Lady 1: Xiaodi, massage is it? Come here come here. Strip and leave only your underwear ok? Me: Ok. Her massage was good. Her boobs were melon sized. My hands itched to touch but the green me didn't dare to. Until her hands were near Little Max (LM). Lady 1: Xiaodi, you want this? She squeezed on LM. But replied her. I only have $50 is it ok? She thought for a while. Lady 1: No problem Xiaodi. She went on to take off my pants. Lady 1: Don't be afraid Xiaodi. It will only take ten seconds. She stroked and pressed some points. Put some oil and started stroking. Lady 1: 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. LM exploded. *Win liao lo. 10 secs in exchange for money* The masseuse smiled happily and my pocket cried deeply. And all it took was 10 secs T_T __________________________________________________ Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=302329 |
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LOL 10 secs was fast. din get to enjoy but pocket one big hole. Nice story, camping here.
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Ke yi! (Can!)
After a long hard day, all I wanted was simply some knits to take away the knots as I came across this one-person setup. The lady had a super foxy slutty look. She sat near the glass paneled door. When she saw me approaching, she stood up and smiled. *God she should not have done that. She had bad teeth. And I meant really bad teeth* Foxy: Massage? How long? Me: How much for massage? Foxy: $30 for an hour. Me: Ok, I'll take the one hour massage. Foxy: Ke yi ke yi. Her massage was a combo of piano and amateur. (Now I am starting to know about the massage technique). She turned me around and worked near the upper thighs until Little Max awoke. She smiled at me with the weird teeth set. Foxy: How about here? Does he need a massage? Me: I only have $50 is it ok? Foxy: Keyi Keyi. She set in front of me and placed my thighs on her legs and started to touch my balls and LM. The feeling was different. It felt really good. *Shit. Don't tell me it's going to be 10 sec countdown again* This time I asked. Me: Can I touch your breasts? Without thinking she shouted: KE YI! She pushed up her clothes to reveal the black bra, scooped her B cupped breast out with dark brown nipples, placed my hands on them and gestured me to fondle. It took me about ten minutes to spit. *So touching was possible* Yesh! __________________________________________________ Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=302329 |
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Will it take 10 hours the next time for Little Max to spit? Stay tuned!
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bro 10 hrs is beyond any godly human self control liao. IT IS a mind fucked torture. LOL
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I think Little Max will be pulled off by 10 hours. hahahaha.
slowly thinking back about the years of massaging. Would take a while to remember. :P |
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after 20mins, the gal will pay u $50 and bu ke yi bu ke yi, dui bu qi
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太夸张了吧!
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Ke Yi! Part 2 (Can! Part 2)
There we go again. Gonna try another pattern and see if it works. She saw me and immediately opened the doors. Foxy, dressed in black again. (Majiam like MacDonald dress sense, all sama sama one) Foxy: Ni hao. Lai.(Hi, come) Me: Orh. Foxy: Bu yong chuan le. We ba men shuo shang. (No need wear anything. I go lock the door) She smiled and god I wished I never see her teeth again. Dak match her face leh. She massaged liao (SOP), then asked you wan me to do here? Me: What else you have? Foxy: Only this. (And she smiled) I turned away then pointed to her breasts. Me: Here leh? Foxy: Here more expensive. You wan try? Very nice one. Me: Ok. Quickly Foxy undressed leaving only her gstring. Me: What cups are they? Foxy replied loudly: B! She asked me to lean towards her, put some oil and started to push. And there she was moaning. Super fake. Foxy: Oh... hao shu fu! Enn... (Oh, it feels good, ennnn) *Er... really that nice meh, I majiam not feel leh.* Poor her, she rubbed so long and Little Max was fighting fiercely. He did not surrender. Foxy tried to stimulate with fake moans. I tried to touch her bottom without any rejection. But it was 'desert' below. Super dry. Pat pat also no use. But entertain her a little la. Then Little Max finally spit on her breasts. Foxy quickly went over to the basin and washed herself. Foxy: This position not easy one, must have very good waist power. Else will not be shiok. *I think waist power is the second. Maybe bigger boobs might be a better word* But since she put in so much effort, I paid and left. (not a happy man though) No more BM from her. __________________________________________________ Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=302329 |
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Ke Yi! Part 3 - I think there's a pubic hair on Little Max. (Can! Part 3)
After the BM, I went on a separate day again. I was really up to mischief today. Went to Foxy again. Again. Same colour. Except today in spag strap and black skirt. She smiled again. I looked elsewhere. Sama sama she locked the door. Then I told her straight. Me: Take off your top massaging me. Without reply she gladly do so. *Hurhur* She massaged then turn over and asked. Foxy: Airplane? I nodded. She was happily placing my thighs on hers and started stroking and pressing. Just when Little Max was to its limits suddenly I jerked a little. Me: Mei nu (Beauty), gan jue hao xiang you mao zai wo de xiao tou. Ke yi ban wo kan ma? (I think there's a pubic hair near Little Max, can you check?) She was still pumping when she leaned her face close to see. Foxy: Mei you ah... Before she could finish her words Little Max splat all over her. And some flew into her mouth, eye and mouth. My body shivered in laughter. Me: Dui bu qi, bu shi gu yi de. (Sorry I didn't do it on purpose.) Foxy: No problem. I go wash first ok? The sight of her face covered with streaks of cum was simply so hilarious. *Think she learnt a lesson. Never try to find a pubic hair on the tip.* I giggled all the way and she kept tapping me "Ni hao huai" (You so bad). __________________________________________________ Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=302329 |
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hahah...great tale
What did you try next? |
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You are even older than my mum.
One of the most terrible places I went to. Freaking scary. I had my own office once in the CBD district. And just below the building was a spa. Being new to the building, I was keen to try the massage there as I was a die hard massage person (not really always going for the specials) because of my profession, my back and neck is always acting on me. The receptionist was good looking and she was busy doing other things when she spread her legs to reveal a black thong. Me: How much for massage? Recep: $40 per hour. Me: Ok. Paid and went inside. Changed and laid there. What came in can let you vomit foam. An auntie with an O body came and should be somewhere in her late 50s. *Fuck. But I paid liao. Bo hua if I go like that. Tahan. Tahan.* To my surprise her skills were not bad only that she doesn;t want to put in strength. She turned me around. O Auntie: Xiaodi.. ni yao quan tao ma? (You want full course?) Me: huh? what is that? (I'm sorry I really dun know what that is until so much later) O Auntie: Zhuo ai lo (Make love lo) My eyes nearly flipped white. I wanted to go out but she stopped. O Auntie: Xiaodi, zhe li shi yao xiaofei de. Bu neng zhe yang li kai. (We earn tips here one. You cannot go off like that) She cornered me. Me: I only left $40 no more. O Auntie: Ok. Suddenly she took off her top and what greeted me was two super saggy breast and she said it was D cup. I think her boobs wouldn't fail their sit and reach thigh test if there was any. The sides of her folded in a michelin texture. Her nipple touched my body and I felt as though I was touched by a ghost. My goosebumps stood. And all I prayed for is for this to end immediately. Her long saggy boobs wrapped around Little Max like a shawl wrapping around a neck. She pumped and pumped. *Little Max, please quickly spit. I don't want to stay* Little Max spat with dismay and disgust. And he went for a long shower, burying himself in the shower foam. And there he had phobia. No more sit and reach breasts. __________________________________________________ Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=302329 |
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wahaha. this is good
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The Wrestler
Max: Hello? Is your masseuse available? Yes ah? Ok. Give me ten minutes. Showered from home and went off. To my horror. Max: Where's Ling? How come she's not here? J: Oh she went back already. Try Wen she's good too. I know her. Eyes open halfway. Try ba. 1 hour. She was big size. Local. Tall plump and looks intimidating. Went into the massage room. *At the rear end of the ring is Max! And over there is Wen! Ring Ding Ding! Let the massage begin!* Wen: You ready? Me: Sure thing. The next thing that touched me was her killer elbows. Elbowed here and there and everywhere. I think this is not massage. Its purely wrestling. Bone cracked, meat bruised, body crushed. The 1 hour seemed like 3. Finally I came out, raised my hands in victory and tears rolled down. J: See? I told you nice right? She got skill hor? Paid and never uttered a word. *Sorry you gonna lose a regular, BIG TIME* K.O time. Fatality. Now all my joints are even more painful. Its worse than before. Little Max laughed in an insulting gesture. Got skill? hahahahaa. Pui. *If Little Max was serviced, I think I would have been an eunuch.* __________________________________________________ Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sammy.services/showthread.php?t=302329 |
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