E4AKOREA "Your Midtown Korean Experience"
This was not going to be another Thursday night of Angry Birds, my buddy M--- S---- had called me on Wed morning and invited me to a private party, "dude, the security and p---- will both be tight, but you're on the list for tomorrow night!". Way, way too good to be true, not only was I going to have my "wing man" with me, but with a whole party of beautiful women of all shapes, sizes, ages, etc, not even I could mess this up, especially since I'm armed and dangerous with all of my recent learnings from studying and watching The Pickup Artist (yes, you can get season 1 and 2 on iTunes, and, yes, my friend M--- really does talk like Dr. Seuss).
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Yeah, you guys know that even though I was supposed to be "working" on Wed and Thurs, I spent most of the day like a pimply high school kid, day dreaming about the weekend keg party: "What am I going to wear", "do I have any cologne" (yes! I found that blue bottle of Polo that every joker at my high school lathered on to try and impress the ladies), "should I do push-ups today so I can get that pumped look before the party?" At the same time, I had all the questions running through my head that a balding, out of shape, not so good looking, middle aged guy would also think of asking "should I take a V----- before the party?" (at my age, you have to at least think about protecting against the body not cooperating with the mind), "should I shave Down There?" (M--- says the ladies love a clean shaven man, all over, and that it "enhances" the whole "verbal" experience).
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Decided to pass on the V, but thumbs up on the extra grooming. Don't know what you guys do, and any tips are appreciated, but man, leaving the shaving of Satchel and Mini Me to myself was a pretty f------ harrowing experience. It proved to me once and for all though, that I really will do just about anything in pursuit of carnal knowledge. Luckily, I made it through unscathed, showered and smelling like 1990; in other words, full of confidence and ready to score (or at least get a telephone number, hopefully, from a woman).
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Almost got run over trying to catch a cab (but hey, if I died, at least my balls were shaved
, but got to the party just fine. Walked in with the usual stomach butterflies and within*minutes I was drooling. This was everything M--- had billed it to be "dude, there's gonna be sushi and rice, Lowenbrau on ice, naked people playing Twister and dice".* Well, remember Wayne and Cassandra from Wayne's World? Just then I had my "Tia Carrera" moment, a Smoking Hot Asian Girl across the room. Took about an hour before I finally built up the courage to approach Tia . . . "Hi" . . . "Uh, high" . . . "how do you know M---" . . . "who?" . . . this wasnt going well and I panicked "it's M---'s party, anyway, any chance you want to grab dinner, or coffee, or something . . . sometime" . . . "are you serious?" . . .
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Screw it, time to cut my losses and head some place where I could find a S.H.A.G. that would appreciate my fine grooming, not to mention, that despite blowing me off, Tia had me feeling raunchy as hell. Thanks to the miracle of technology, was able to find the website for e4aK on my "smartphone". Had read some reviews for Olivia and I was in urgent need of a woman that could take some serious, heart pounding, raw, oat sowing.
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Emailed
[email protected] for membership, got the number to call and the rest was easy.* Nice, discreet, non-doorman bulding. Buzzed up.*First impression: Olivia is going to rock my world with her slamming body and I bet, given her size,*it's going to be a tight squeeze.*** She gave me a cute "hi" . . and I gave her a peck on the cheek.* She lead me to the room, where she undressed me and then walked me to the shower (maybe she's not a fan of Polo cologne
.* She then gave me the perfect sensual soap down, paying just enough attention to the*right parts*to get the swelling going, well more than going, I was already at risk of a premature ending.* I managed to hold back and make it to the room.
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Started LFK, carressing her shoulders and back, then gripping, lightly slapping her a**.* Nibbled on her ears and blew gently in her ears, never letting up on stroking her shoulders, arms, back and a**.* I kissed her forehead and then gently pushed down on her head, just a slight cue.* Olivia happily fell to her knees and just ever so lightly started to lick the shaft and the glands, while gently cupping Satchel and the boys.* I was throbbing and had to slow this down a bit.* I laid Olivia down on her back and started to make lust to her feet with my tongue, working my way past her inner thighs to her neck.* Along the way, removed her top and spent plenty of time with a beautiful set of Cs.* Turned her over, peeled off her bottom and humped each leg, one at a time, working my way right up to the crack of her a**.* I couldn't take it anymore, turned Olivia over on her back and positioned Mini Me right over her mouth and slowly entered.* Don't know how many slow thrusts in this position, but eventually I did a 180 so she could keep Satchel warm with her tongue and stroke Mini Me.* I couldn't resist and started to hump the Camel Toe, with my tongue.* The squirming and moaning was a beautiful sight - who gives a s*** about Tia, I was having an experience of a life time with Olivia.* Finally, I felt the growing pains, got off and stood at the side of the bed; ready, aim, stroke and a perfect shot all over those Cs.
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Post clean up, I laid on the bed, while Olivia laid down next to me and slowly stroked my chest. That's when I noticed, she smells really good.* As we talked about everything and nothing, it slipped out "I have to s**g you next time" . . . "why next time baby, why not this time?"* GAME ON!** Olivia started stroking Mini Me and Satchel and my nipples oh so right.* It wasn't long before I was ready to go for Round 2.* Quick suit up and we started with CG, with her laying almost flat on me for maximum grinding action, I was loving every minute of it.* I then turned her over for some DGG. Started with me holding her hips with both hands, then with me bent over on top of her, with one arm helping to hold myself up and the other hand playing with the Camel Toe and the Cs.* It was exactly how s------- should be, hot, sticky and sweaty.* Felt the growing pains again, turned her over and went into a slow Mss and built up to a Hard, Steady, Rhythmic Pounding.* As I closed in on the encore, one leg went over my shoulder, then it was two legs over my shoulder, as I unloaded the motherlode into my parachute.* As I trembled over Olivia, I looked into those eyes, at that porcelain skin and gave her kiss on her forehead and then her lips, which she gladly reciprocated.
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e4aK is off to a great start if Olivia is any indication of the quality of service that's to come, no pun intended,*. . . I'll certainly be back to find out
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G'sLHF