Last Sunday

Raj insisted that I write down everything, the details, the excitement of the extravaganzas. What can I tell him, I do have a place, a separate blog, already, and I've been writing down most of the events. Thought I would auto-post the location of the other blog in the year 2044, alive or dead, but maybe stories will now appear here more often, and anybody could already have a taste of it.

We've officially reached the "no fucks to give" phase of life. Almost all of the closest family and friends now know what Raj and I are up to, because, ya, do I ever have secrets with anyone? No. It's so much freaking fun to share whatever I'm excited about with the people I love! Some girlfriends did get traumatized a little by the screenshots of endless d-bombs. What about the acquaintances in society? I don't even know who the fuck they are, lol. Other parents at school? Cashiers in Safeway? Coaches and team families for kids' various sports? My house agent? The gang I go protest with, whom I found in the street? Neighbors? Aunties and uncles who live in India? People in my imaginary church, where I go every Friday night?!? Lol. All are completely nonconsequential in any sense. 

"You are sure that your investment work won't be impacted if one day you are famous and the internet is filled with photos of me holding my bare titties covered in cum?" "Naa, the powerful men on top are all openly acquiring endless blond/Asian young women to fuck for transactions and make babies that carry out their genes. What we are doing is utterly pure and saintly! People should erect statues to honor our morals!"

So this is what happened last Sunday:

The first time we did this was more than two years ago. I didn't even know it was a special night when they allowed singles, in this sense, only one gender. When the three of us, Raj, I, and a female friend, arrived there, dudes came forward and crowded us, which excited me. We danced a little on the floor, many tried to be close to me, and respectfully presented themselves to me. One of them I played with the last time I was there. I agreed to play with him again. Since he was single, he was only allowed in the singles area. The moment we lay down, I was surrounded by a circle of at least 10 singles. Each of them asked permission to play with a part of my body, feet, arms, hands, face, mouth, legs, chest, while patiently waiting their turn. I got at least 10 in my mouth one by one. Raj held my right hand the whole time, ensuring I was treated respectfully and gently. "Put on your protection, dude." He oversaw each one and urged, a strict guardian daddy who always treats safety as a top priority. He also kept asking if I was happy and comfortable. Not all, but 6 of them were able to do it. But none of them could spend much time before taking off. Surely, a hot young girl like that was extremely rare, and guess I was even tighter that time. But Raj said there's absolutely no difference, things don't change that way, and it was not affected by childbirth either, at least for me, whose whole body is muscled up. Well, whatever you say daddy, who am I to disagree!?

I wrote this in my profile, and I brag about it with whoever we meet. People find it extremely hot. They get turned on instantly by the thought of it. 

Last Sunday, we went on a special night again where they allowed singles: Raj, me, the same female friend, and another male friend. We danced a little, not as many singles as the last time, more than two years ago. Because last time was a Friday night, this time a Sunday night, people needed to get up and work on Monday morning. I scanned through the room and didn't find much. I was a little bored, then decided to just eye any random person -- this black dude sitting across the dance floor. I glanced several times and fixed my focus on him in very brief moments. I didn't want to move into the inside area just yet, so I suggested the sofa chamber in the dance room. The moment we sat down, the black dude followed. He asked politely if he could sit next to me. When he sat down, I asked if he had been here before. After a brief Q&A section, I asked if he wanted to play. By then, I was on top of him. When I was busy engaged with the black dude, the other guys started to sit around us, and I welcomed them with a smile, a whisper "you want?", and handshakes with their precious. In no time, I was surrounded in all directions. Compared to the first time, this batch of guys was of much better quality. Each of them took time and did well because they were capable of it, which I liked. I think the way I was sitting or bending, but not completely lying down, so I got to give them all a little bit of love, and make them ready. 

Raj was busy, but he made sure no one skipped protection, and he made sure to check on me often. He told me later that when he asked if I was okay, I was holding one in each hand, while a third was on the back. I freed my mouth, lifted my head, smiled, and replied, "Ya, I'm good." He wished he could click a photo to remember this moment. He wanted to organize something with my usual guys so he could get that photo of me. 

The guys patiently and politely took their turns. One guy urgently needed protection, "Anybody?" A little desperation was in his voice. One guy from the back generously assured him and swiftly handed him one. All of them needed Magnum, so that worked. "Thank you so much, thank you, brother." What love, what humanity, pure brotherhood. If only our world were run this way. When they were done, they would approach my face, which was buried under countless legs and arms, compliment me on how gorgeous and amazing I was, and thank me sincerely. Kisses on my forehead and cheeks. They asked me, "What's your name?" "Momo, you are so beautiful, you did so amazingly. Thank you so much, Momo, thank you!" A total of 7 (not including Raj) made their night. Raj said, "Definitely one of the best nights of their lives, they would always brag about it and remember it till they die." 

After they completely tired me out after more than one and a half hours without a break, Raj, our female friend, and I decided to move into the couples' area. Left a line of dudes who were not lucky enough to get their turn. Yes, they quietly formed a line eventually. This black dude, with whom I played for a long time at the beginning, followed us, since our 22 y/o boy friend was done for the night. The black dude was also very smooth in fetching me water and keeping an eye on my safety; that was how he could stay by my side the whole time, waiting for more turns. We continued in there for another hour, with more passion, and tried more positions. This sweet black dude, one of the thickest and strongest bodies I've ever met. I used to be intimidated by the bigness, but I am not anymore, I guess. We exchanged contacts eventually. On my phone, he is "A (lift&..)". He was the fourth one to make it onto my list. 

Well, this is what happened last Sunday. Raj wanted me to write down everything, so I did.