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Day 2
Sorry bloggers. I’ve kept you guys waiting for so long. Was busy for the day time job and caught cold meanwhile I told my bf about the story I was day dreaming about and he thought what’s happing in the story was too brutal. I decided to take my chances just let it be the Mochico’s way. Hope you guys like it. :) Now enjoy.
But it’s not ok for me. I am feeling the firm arm and leg the same time. I am feeling a guy’s heat. A guy that I found attractive
“This is wrong!” I told myself to stop and moved away from him. But he grabbed me back.
“I like it” He told me.
“What?”
“I like the feeling while you touching me” He then put both my hands on his chest.
I could feel his body heat, could feel his heart beat and could imagine how that body will look like once the uniform it off. Just like they show on those scientific movies I was kinda losing my mind. I was fading away. All I could hear in my ears was his heart beat and I couldn’t see a thing but having this image in my brain about blood cells popping out and merging.
“I have to go. I am sorry”
“I’ll pick you up”
“My husband will come pick me up. Thanks for the ride anyway”
“Nope! I will come to pick you up tonight and you have to go with me. It’s my order”
“Sorry? I don’t even know you. What are you…?”
“Tell him something changed or whatever. I don’t care. Give him an excuse.”
“I can not”
“Mochico! Listen to me! Remember every word that I am going to say and take it serious. I don’t want to hurt anyone. This is our first meet but will not be the last. You don’t know me but I know everything about you that I wanted to know and I needed to know. You can run but you can not hide. I want you and you will be mine. One way or the other but it will be your choice how it goes.”
He then grabbed me closer and places his lips against mine. I didn’t know what to do but I am really scared by what he told me.
The class went sucks. My mind wasn’t there. Guess my students were the same. Most of them are housewives. The kinds that happily married for years and have couple of kids; doing house works and going to church are mainly their activities. Don’t get me wrong. They are good people just I can not settle like that. I didn’t care what’s in their minds. I was thinking what I should do after.
I went out during the break to give Michael a call.
“Honey! Are you busy?”
“No. What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. Will you come and pick me up after work?”
“Sure. Are you ok?”
“Yes. I am….” “I am ok”
I thought its better to keep what just happened.
I saw Michael’s car in the parking lot before we finished the class that gave me certain relief. So the rest of the lesson went fast.
He was waiting for me right at the door.
“Let me check my beautiful Princess. How are you today?”
“I am ok”
He always treats me like a kid. Bear hug and tickle just like while my father pick me from school while I was 6yo.
We kissed and heading to the car. Then my heart stopped. I saw Tom. No I didn’t see Tom but I saw a police car.
“He said he will use his own car” I was trying to remember all just happened hours ago and telling myself to calm down.
“Are you ok? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I am just tired. Can we go home now?”
“We’ll go get some good food then home. I don’t want you to cook today.”
I checked myself in the mirror while we in the car. I looked horrible.
The drive was smooth and I started to forget and back to myself a bit. So far it’s been a good night. The food was just ok but I didn’t see anyone followed. I thought he was just kidding or maybe the whole thing was just day dreaming. And especially another 5mins we will be home. I started falling sleep as always while Michael drive me home.
“Honey, I think the police car has been following us for a while”
“Sorry?”
“I don’t know what’s going on but I think the police car been following us.”
“Don’t stop. We almost hit home. When we make the turn by the park before climb up hill we will know if it’s us or something else.
“I think I can park by the side over there”
Before I said no he took the break.
I started to pray. I hardly do. I could not say that I really buy this thing. Forgot where I heard that “Don’t judge me because I believe science”. Come on I own a B.S grown up in a family that all my parents’ emphasis was on believe no one but you- yourself. And honest speaking lots of those biblical stories just don’t make sense. But sometime I do pray and it works.
This time seems not. While the officer moved towards us I knew its Tom. I just met him few hours ago but I could feel it.
Michael lowered the window. Before he could say anything the police told him to hand over his driver’s license. I sit still without looking out. In fact I didn’t know what to do.
“Hands up and get out the car! Now!”
“But…”
“You heard me! Hands up and get out”
Michael turned to me and gave me a kiss. I was so scared and shacking. He told me it’s ok and let’s get out. I did
Before Michael got himself out the car the police dragged him out and handcuffed in no time. He was trying to argue but got hit.
“No! Don’t hurt him”
“Its ok, honey. I am ok.”
It was not ok and wasn’t going to be ok and I knew it. I walked myself to the back of the car just put myself there same like Michael. “He is a police and wont do crazy stuff” that was what I kept telling myself. He padded Michael felt like searching weapon or something then moved to me. He kicked his foot in between mine and kicked my legs slightly open then started searching from below. It was slow but official then he moved to upper body and grabbed my breasts. I tried to turn back and push him away but got handcuffed too then pushed me against the car and search from lower again. This time he was just touching me then put his body against mine while he finished with my legs. I could feel his hard on. Michael thought something unusual and turned back.
“Sir?”
I thought he was shocked by what he saw from his voice.
Tom kicked him down
“Don’t hurt him” I screamed
“He asked for it. And it’s all your fault. If you scream again that’s what he will get again” He kicked harder.
“Don’t hurt him” I murmured and started to cry.
He left me there almost like picked Michael up and pushed him to the police car then threw him at the back. Then he came back for me. He put me same place like in the afternoon and drove us into the park.
I didn’t know where he found those or he just prepared enough. Michael’s mouth been tapped. I could tell he is confused and me too.
Once we hit the darkness he stopped the car. It was quite and nice and through the trees you could see the twinkling stars just as all the other good spring nights. He didn’t speak out one word during the drive and I was crying without sound. He dragged out Michael and threw to a tree. Since Michael’s handcuff he couldn’t balance himself and hit the tree hard.
“Don’t hurt him, please” I begged
“I told you what to do this afternoon and you wanted him to be involved. So ok, lets party then”
“What you gonna do?”
“Make you mine”
He held my hair and dragged me out and threw me close to my husband. Then removed my handcuff. I tried to move to Michael and he got me back.
“On your knees”
I tried to struggle. He got Michael and gave him a kick.
“Fuck! I told you on your knees”
This time I obeyed him
I was on my four facing Michael my husband and he was sobbing. We all knew what’s going to happen but we didn’t know what to do.
My shorts been removed but I am still with my top on. Tom knew what he wanted to do. I was horny for him but not now. I wasn’t a good girl and will not be but doing things like such- being bad in front of my husband was one of the promises I made to myself that I wont go this far. I was willing to keep my good side and bad side but not mix them up. But now I was forced to do so.
I was with tears in my eyes so was Michael. But all he could do is watching. He tried to get up and I tried to struggle but all that brought was kick from the officer.
I wanted to have him so bad this afternoon. Now all I wished was let all those be a dream. He removed his belt and zipper down his pants. I could see that but I could feel. Then He grabbed my abs with one hand hold me tight and here came the steel hard cock. He was holding it with one hand and trying to find the tunnel from my back.
It is warm and big and freaking hard.
He used his fingers to help him and then slipped it into my body.
“Ah!” I gave it a response.
It’s hurt. I could not see but I could feel. He has a big tool and it stuffed me like a thanksgiving turkey. Its pleasant feeling but during unpleasant occasion. I love big dick. I am one of the women that believe size does matter. But I would love to have this in private. I started to hate myself why I called Michael.
He drew his big tool all the way back and then pushed it in hard till the end of me. Till no way to go further. I had my orgasm right there and my juice started to flow and he felt that. He started to pound me harder and fast; used both of his hand grabbing my ass and opened it up so he could pound me deeper. I started to scream. It was shame and joy combined together. I didn’t know what were the words I wanted to shout out “Fuck me and fuck me harder” or “Stop it”. All I gave out was “Ah! Ah!”
He used one hand to hold my mouth and fucked me even harder. Then he leaned to me and started to whisper questions to my ears
“Who is the authority that protects you, hra? Tell me?” Then he moved his hand to let me answer his question.
“You”
“You said me? I can’t hear you. You mean me or that loser over there?”
“You”
“Call my name”
“Tom”
“Good girl. Now let me know it. Give me the whole sentence from your sweet mouth”
“You. Tom! You are the one that protect me.”
“Do you like it? Do you like my dick? Tell me you love it”
I looked at Michael. The officer is happy now and physically me too or at least my pussy is. He didn’t want any disturbing at this moment. He knew I wanted him and I wanted more. He took his dick out from me and took his gun out then went to Michael and knocked him off. Then back to me again. I just pray that Michael didn’t find out the shinning juice from me around his cock before he passed out.
“Suck me now”
My shame just gone with Michael’s passing out. Now it’s my time to enjoy. All my ex loves my blow job and one has even told me that I am unbeatable.
I held his cock and took a clear look this time. Its one of my records. A big fat hard cock! And I love it. I took it in my mouth and held it there soft and gentle using my tongue moving around to clean my own juice off and it taste sweet. He started to morn and I knew he would love that. I kept my mouth wide open and just arrowed the head of the dick in and out slowly and softly. Just let the top of his big tool to fell my warm mouth. He held my hair to grab me closer and wanted to push more inside. But I would not let this happen now. He had to wait. I closed up my lips together like a tight pussy and held the hand tighter. It felt like a piece of steel in my hand. Then I moved the head of the hard tool close to my lips and squeezed it in the same time turned my wrist while allowing it to go all the way till my throat. Now he is shaking and I knew he really loves that. I kept chocking myself using his dick until he told me to stop.
“You are Devil, You know that? Now save it and stop. Otherwise I am going to shot in your sweet mouth.”
He helped me to stand up and we went back in the car. I lied on my back and he covered me.
“Fuck me, please! Hard and deep”
“Don’t worry, I will”
He left one hand under my back and held me there the other one he used to grab my breasts. And now he is biting them. Then he started to kiss and bite all over my sensitive parts or say wherever he moved to were now I know my sensitive parts. I started to dropping juice on his seat and I told him that.
“I will punish you for that”
“Please do. I need him now” I was begging and moving my hands down to find his cock.
“You are going to regret what you asked for”
“I will not”
Then I felt something so big that been pushed into my body. I felt that I’ve been spited half. And I knew its him. He is getting even bigger than minutes ago and I barely took it. But I love the feeling. He buried his head into my hair and kissing around my ear and put two fingers into my mouth so I could not really screaming out. In fact I was sucking them. Then he started to fuck me so hard and fast that I’ve never experience. I felt I am losing myself. Orgasm after orgasm. Then the muscles of my pussy that used to hold his dick tight just out of my control. I actually felt that I shoot something out. Or I pee while I was being fucked. I just let it be and it felt good and it felt right. But the car is making too much noise now.
“Are you ok? Could you stand by youself?”
“yes” I answered in a weak voice. I wasn’t sure about that.
“Get out the car, I hate the sound of the seat. Guess we are going to break it.”
“I moved out and bend over. Like a folded knife. At least in this way the blood went back to my head. Or some of the blood.
He took me from behind. Sex is a magic thing. It’s amazing how good this simple in, out. In, out thing works. I was not even bother to scream for more now. I was not me anymore. Felt like flying. Like my spirit was out of my body somewhere watch the scene and playing with itself and getting high too. Then in a sudden I felt the giant monster inside of me is going to blow.
“Turn back and open you mouth” His order
Which I did and then I felt the warm creamy sperm on my tongue tip and all over my face. I stick my tongue out and moved it around and swallowed all I could collect.
Tom got me and the still off Michael home. He knew where we live. I didn’t give any instruction coz I really didn’t know what he wanted to do with us after all this. But he drove us home and left Michael in bed after removed his handcuff.
“He will wake up in couple of hours. Let me know if he try to do something stupid. And you my little slut I’ll see you tomorrow again.” He kissed me and left. Leaving me sitting in bed with my passed out Hubby.
I didn’t know what I should do once Michael wakes up. My sour pussy reminded me what just happened.
“I’ll see you tomorrow again” I remembered what Tom told me before he left and I can not wait.
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General Blog Category: Sex
Current Mood: lonely
Added on: 02/25/08 07:27
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Day 1
Walking to the gym and enjoying the nice weather, late spring in this little town in the desert state always feel so fresh. Though it’s already 3PM but you could still feel the breeze brushing through your skin. I am not in a rush my class is hours away just wandering with the giant sack which I use to put all the stuff for the class. Thinking about a new move that I might want to try with my students. They should like it. It’s a very sexy move. Slowly move the hips and make figure 8. It’s a classic one but based on my experience some of the girls just can’t get it.
Might be something wrong? Felt like someone been following me for few blocks. What! Dame! It’s a police car! What they follow me for? I am not driving I am just walking to work! Maybe that’s the problem. After moved here couple months ago every thing that I’ve done was wrong in my hubby’s eyes. You should drive to work. It’s dangerous for a young girl walk 45mins through the town! You must be crazy! He must be crazy- I was walking like this in Asia, Europe and even Africa. Never had problem. Never put myself in danger. And now in states its dangerous? Blar blar blar. But I might be wrong today. Maybe I should drive.
I start checking myself. It’s a state famous for the prostitution industry also and since I am a female that might be a reason? But its 3PM and I am wearing sports shorts with sneakers and my University uniform. Any hooker dresses herself like that to attract biz? I don’t think so. Or I look like illegal immigration? Heck no. Fuck it. I decide to take the lead. “Hey officer” I turn back and show him a big smile- a sweet one that I could act. “Any problem?”
“You’ve been walking all the way, need any help?”
“Just walk to the gym, as always. I’ll be fine”
“I can give you a lift”
“In a police car?” I laughed back. “Might want people keep thinking that I am a good girl keep my decency hwa”
“You sit in the passenger seat. Not a problem at all”
Why should I argue with an officer? He is not a criminal or something. I decide to get in. Anyway the gym is very close now. Even he is not someone that could make funny conversation I don’t need to suffer too long. In fact in China I once pretend sick and took advantage of the free ride hwa.
“Hey officer! Sorry that I am still very new to all this. I can’t tell if you r sheriff or deputy so just let me call you officer. I am Mochico.”
“Call me Tom”
“Ok”
“For a work out?” He asked
“kinda, I teach belly dance there. But I am new”
“A dancer?! You have very nice hair”
“in fact I hated it. I wanted to cut it really short since kid time people called me Big Head or Pumpkin Head. Now I look like from 80th heheheee. Really Big head.
“It’s beautiful, and you are. You are a beautiful young girl”
I started to feel wired and hope the ride could go fast. He is driving and calm. And its my turn to study him. He has nice neat short hair cut. I am not good at judge people’s age but might around 35? Very nice masculine face, sharp eyes, long and beautiful eye lash. Dame I send the word back to him. Strong arms that holding the wheel. He is a very attractive man.
“what are you checking?”
“Nothing”
“where you got that accent? German?”
I was a bit shocked since people normally think I am from Singapore or some other Asian country but Germany is the first ever.
“I just moved from Europe yes. Was working there for a year. But as you can see. Nope I am not German hwa.”
“My mom is from Germany. She is still having a bit of that German accent. And you are having it in a very cute way.
We finally had a clear look of each other. I smiled back.
I think I like him. His body is giving this head out like radiator and I feel it. And I enjoy it. I like big man. Mr. muscle with hairy arms. And guess every woman had fantasy with man in uniform. And dame! He has it all.
Arrived the parking lot safe I was think how to say goodbye in a proper way.
“Need a pick up? I could come back and pick you up if you like. Not with the police car” He looked me into my eyes.
“nope. Thanks. I don’t want to trouble you. I am ok, really”
“I love to help”
“I am married” “happily” spoke out the last words after couple sec. “you” That’s the trick my America girl friend gave me. Marriage is a good shield to use in this country. Even a ring worked out well. Like wood cross for vampires. Once you have the ring on you far away from the FUN group.
“I was. She dead in an accident”
“I am so sorry” I answered and I do feel sorry for him. I put one hand on his leg and one hold his arm softly. Just hope that I didn’t bring out the sad memory.
“its ok”
But its not ok for me. I am feeling the firm arm and leg the same time. I am feeling a guy’s heat. A guy that I found attractive.
( too drunk and sick today. Will continue tmr:) )
Sorry
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General Blog Category: Sex
Current Mood: hungry
Added on: 02/19/08 09:25
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Dear Blogger
Not sure what’s the meaning of putting something here. Not sure if anyone that seeking an escort form this site will have the intention of reading this. But that might be the positive side of putting it here. In case any friends figure out who is behind the screen- then I will be totally screwed. Hwa.
Hopefully the stupid Spring Festival finally finished. Dame! I hate the fire work! But guess I almost beat it while screaming in bed during the Sexual time with my man. That was fun. Enjoy it, neighbor! Screaming Mochico and her screaming bed.
Just finished two versions of The O Story. Dame! O is a lucky woman that has someone loves her and shares her dark side. The movie is not porn at all in fact it’s even artistic and sweet. Don’t be disappointed for this point. Wish I could be in love with a man like that. Or I am in love with a man like that?
It’s funny. Why should woman feel ashamed about our dark side or say fantasy? Why should we feel bad while enjoying sex with someone that we find attractive? Why while a relationship doesn’t work out that woman is always the victim? I don’t know. I lost my best friend L. She was my best buddy for all sorts of things. I love her. A lot. She was my coach for the transform from a girl to a woman. I was a town boy and smart ass that had awesome scores at school which might make other kids thought that I was a nerd. Guess she found out my dark side behind the sweet smile. We almost get drunk every night since the second year in the University. Shame thing was she couldn’t manage to make herself pass all the test and graduate. But we surely had great time. I remember while she was horny and knew that I had guys. And we walked few stations away had that rich biz bastard. Dame he has amazing oral skill. She never felt she is used. Just ride the guy and enjoy while I am by the side touch her and getting drunk. And then refused the guy’s nice offer of sending us back to school. We walked back stopped at each convenient store to get beer and more drunk. She is probably my only true Asian girlfriend and now I don’t even know where she is.
I miss you L. I am happy with my man. I am not sure where it will end but I know I love him a lot and it could work out for a LONG TIME. And HE is probably the only thing I won’t want to share with you. Sorry. We did share lots of stuff.
Not sure what I was talking about. I love getting drunk. Am I an alcoholic? That one beer could knock me off? Wooo I want SEX, now!
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General Blog Category: Relationships, Romance, Love
Current Mood: drunk
Added on: 02/18/08 06:00
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