Waking Up and Hitting a Night Club

She’s sleeping in my bed now. Snoring a bit. Two fingers ’round a nipple.
(The pix is real shitty coz I didn’t want to open the lights or the curtains for fear of disturbing her sleep… First I had turned off the flash but then the camera catched absolutely nothing.)
I met her in Climax this morning — at 4h00 or so.
I was asleep at 7 o’clock last evening, and woke up at 4 this early morning fresh as a baby butterfly ready to fly around. I jumped on my bike, and drove playfully to Climax.
[ALSO : A few low-res *quality* pix I took in Pattaya]

A Stormy Tuesday Night – in Low-Res Pics

Last night. Climax, Bangkok.

I was stoned out of my mind. And she was dancing lasciviously with me. Smelling lovely, and moving her shapely ass against my aroused, and Cialis-fueled gun. For a while, she was even running agile fingers against it, making it ticker. And ticker. And so damn ticker.

Then, she said: — I go toilet na ka?
Krap Krap.

30 minutes or so later — I wasn’t keeping watch of the time — she was still out-there, nowhere to be seen. Now, utterly bored to dance with her ugly friend, I walked suspiciously around the club. And I saw her. Deep kissing a fat farang sitting on a chair–their mouths glued together.

What?! I was ditched.

Pure anger possessed me. My lips tightened violently. My nose wrinkled hideously. My heart was beating as fast as a Savage’s drum in a full-moon party. Strident, thundering noises were reverberating into my ears, driving me wild and lusty.

My blood was running way too fast. And furiously. I was steaming — hands clenched into fists; jaw tightly shut; legs deeply rooted in the ground; eyes unable to stop starring at her lips locked with his.

Her ass was moving lustily with the rhythm. One shiny naked leg slowly waving against his tight.

Rape. Coming as fast as lightning, the thought of forcing my tongue into her vulnerable mouth crossed my mind. Yes! I’d wait for her — that treacherous Kissing Girl — to get away from the Fatso, and perform my diabolical deed in some shadows. Hehe. But anyhow, I found myself automatically on my way out, as if my fuming organism was now controlled by some remote device in my brain. Mmmm?

I hailed a taxi to Bossy…

Photo Diary of a Slut Junkie

This beautiful girl, I wasn’t able to nail.

First, I met her at Climax [aka Spice Club, on Suk 11] in mid-december. But she went with the Philipinno singer of the band playing that night…

I moved on…

And then I saw her again last week. Wow! She was much more flirtatious now, and giving all the signs of wanting me for the night. Good!

Good until I was attacked by a furious barwhore I know. She was the *friend* of a 19 y/o Cow-Boy Hooker I impregnated 8 months ago.

[UPDATE : A Picture of my last night’s threesome]