Your favorite X girlfriend/boyfriend....

naughtoldperv

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We all have Xs and if you're like me and mine images from the good old days are always there and often pop up when you're with your current partner.........I get a lot of mileage out of a wild and crazy Filipina girl that was an insatiable exhibitionest hot Asian that I was with for a year. She was actually married, but didn't confess to that until a month after we were together.............by then, it was too late, the husband was absent and I was addicted to her wildness and couldn't stop.

It was in my drinking and going to strip clubs days and she loved to go along and have me ask the manager of a strip club to allow her to dance on stage and strip and tease the guys, but pay special attention to me in the audience . After seeing her dressed in short skirt and skimpy top, there was no doubt that she wouldn't put on a sexy show.
She was a natural stripper and got hot just being the center of attention and loved to show off her perfect body. She was my kinda girl as I loved to show her off.
This was in the red light districts of the bar towns of the Philippines and anything could and often did happen...............no rules then and some shows got really nasty.
The times with my sweet Farrah will always stay in my mind and I may share them some day on this forum or compile them into a story.

Share your favorite memories.............
 
Giving this a little bump now that I got to dreaming about my sweet Farrah and all the adventures we had, if anyone cares........

Shortly after we met and she was staying up at my house where I introduced her to my porn collection and that opened her mind bigtime. One of my favorites was Francesca Li doing a great gangbang scene and my Farrah exclaimed 'wow, cool!' and that showed me how open minded and curious she could be.

That was slut training 101 and she passed it with flying colors. She really got off on watching the big black cocks entering little Francesca and the triple penetration part and said that is what she wants to try some time.

We did manage the triple penetration fantasy cum true with a 'rent a boy' from one of the male strip bars that catered to gay men and the occasional lonely woman or group of them.

At that bar, I got to know the mamasan and told her that my Farrah wanted to go on stage with the 'macho guys' [that was the name of the club] and when they called Farrah to the dressing room where all the guys were changing into their macho outfits and pumping their cocks to get ready for the show Farrah told me later that the guys asked her to 'fluff' them and she gave 6 cocks a quick 'fluff' job to get them ready for the show. She told me that she almost got a couple of the guys off, but a call from the mamasan stopped the fluff session. The guys just wore tight jockey shorts that showed off their hard cocks, some to the left, some to the right, but all hard as rocks.

My Farrah simply wore her night's sexy street clothes, and removed her panties so all she had on was 4 inch high heels, a super short skirt and loose plunging top that was see thru with the stage lights shining on her and of course, no panties.
The guys were first to go on stage, then a slightly shy little girl followed and let herself be passed between all 6 guys with them feeling her up and reaching up under skirt and lifting it so all could see her sweet shaven pussy.

I had a front row seat and got a great view looking up at the guys 'abusing' my Farrah, who was feigning shyness and being the reluctant victim, but smiling at me the whole time while I urged her on. The guys were taking turns sandwiching her and at one point they all 6 totally surrounded her and she got down on her knees to cock level. Most of the audience couldn't see what I was able to see from my front row seat, but she was quickly licking the tips of the guys cocks of their pre-cum.

More later, gotta go jerk off from the memories cumming alive again.

I promise that this is absolutely a true story and I wish that I had a video of it to prove it and to jerk off to.
 
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Is my writing that bad? or politically incorrect?? or too racist?? or maybe just unbelievable?
Trust me, it's a real event and will be on my 'hard drive' forever, or until I die.
 
Is my writing that bad? or politically incorrect?? or too racist?? or maybe just unbelievable?
Trust me, it's a real event and will be on my 'hard drive' forever, or until I die.

"Political correctness is communist propaganda writ small. In my study of communist societies, I came to the conclusion that the purpose of communist propaganda was not to persuade or convince, nor to inform, but to humiliate; and therefore, the less it corresponded to reality the better. When people are forced to remain silent when they are being told the most obvious lies, or even worse when they are forced to repeat the lies themselves, they lose once and for all their sense of probity. To assent to obvious lies is to co-operate with evil, and in some small way to become evil oneself. One’s standing to resist anything is thus eroded, and even destroyed. A society of emasculated liars is easy to control. I think if you examine political correctness, it has the same effect and is intended to." -- Theodore Dalrymple
 
favourite ex

The one that always brings back memories, was my first, an wraf girl named Anne Pxxx, slim as a rake, tall, and out of uniform a hippy,would love to know where she ended up, still a masturbation fantasy.
 
The one that got away

My go-to masturbation fantasy isn't really an ex, but easily could have been. I was in my early 20's and worked in a large data processing center where there were as many as 1000 employees working 24x7. I was in great shape back then and the the rumor was that I was a male stripper on the side. In reality my side job was personal trainer (and this was before personal training was really a thing).

At this job there was one woman from another department who decided I was the one for her... and there was no way she was going to be denied. She would follow me around like a puppy, and would do absolutely anything I would tell her to do. Somehow she always managed get herself assigned to the shift I was on, and many times that meant I was the lone support tech on a night shift with her just hanging around all night. Sometimes I think she was just showing up and wasn't really assigned to work at all.

During the day shifts, if a bunch of us were going to lunch she would always somehow get herself invited along. When a group would decide to go to happy hour, she would just show up, even though no one had asked to come along. I couldn't get away from her, and I became the butt of many office jokes because of her. Then when it came time to reduce staff, I was number one on the list because my boss thought I was nothing but a worthless womanizer... all because of this one woman's infatuation with me.

So what was she like? She was eight years older than me. She was fat, but had nice big round fat girl tits. She was plain, but not ugly. She , and was always somewhat over-dressed in business appropriate attire. She was awkward and uncoordinated, but had a surprisingly graceful walk. Most of she was persistent. For two long years she did anything and everything she could to try and persuade me to ask her out.

That was many years ago but a few moments light up in my memory like it all happened yesterday. One of these moments was when a coworker and I had invented a little ring toss game using office supplies to pass the time while the systems were down. This woman was watching and something about me, a peg, and a ring landing on that peg really turned her on. Her nipples became exceptionally erect and she had to excuse herself and go to the ladies room, where I have no doubt she rode the wank train all the way to the end of the line. My god did she ever have some big nipples. I only saw them poking through her blouse, but they were by far the largest I've ever seen. For the next several weeks she was too embarrassed to come anywhere near me.

Another moment I remember was the time she awkwardly tried to tell me she was interested in sucking on something of mine when she announced that she could suck an imaginary snickers bar down off of the ceiling. I'm sure she thought she had cleverly hidden her message in her little joke about loving chocolate, but everyone in the room knew what she meant and who it was directed towards. For weeks after this little event the guys on my team would tease me about having a candy bar in my pocket.

The last thing about this woman I vividly remember was how she would cleverly arrange times for us to be alone together by doing things like setting up a group lunch for a bunch of people, where she knew I would be the only one that make it. Then when it was just the two of us, she awkwardly start to ask me what she called a "personal question". I knew that she wanted to ask me if I would have sex with her, but at the last second she would chicken out and change the subject. Funny thing is, if she had just asked I probably would have.

So I never dated this woman, and I didn't fuck her. I don't think I ever even touched her. But somehow she often shows up in my fantasies where she is being the totally submissive puppy that she always was, and doing anything and everything I tell her to do. What makes this one so hot is that this particular fantasy that could have easily happened in real life.
 
I certainly have no "favorite" ex. They're exes for a reason.
 
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