Jan 24 2024
Jawihada
I am sorry I couldn't continue the earlier Al Dente Sesso piece last night. I was completely overwhelmed and had to perform my jawihada ritual. I never once felt ashamed about jawihada. To me, it's my way of conquering stress and enjoyinq my own me time.
I don't recall penning a personal piece on jawihada. So I guess I should let readers hear my first hand account. There's nothing to be ashamed talking about jawihada. I ain't a prude and I detest prudes.
Hyun Bin and Lee Jung-jae are my usual "victims" when I partake in a solo jawihada session. More Lee Jung-jae because he's so man, while Hyun Bin doesn't give me the vibes of a "spontaneous" man in the bedroom. So depending on my appetite, if I want romanticism, it's Hyun Bin. Otherwise it's Lee Jung-jae for raunchy mental scenarios.
Nevertheless, imho, these two tall and handsome men are well polished to the nines. To be absolutely honest, if either one of them were to date me, I would not hesitate to surrender myself and be their "slut" for the night.
Straight after penning the earlier piece on Al Dente Sesso last night, I was completely overwhelmed with memories of that fateful night in Tokyo with Prestante. I didn't have to do a thing. My libidinous imaginations went wild. I felt I needed instant relief as the scenes with Prestante replayed in my mind, over and over.
I abandoned my laptop, jumped onto my bed, eagerly soothing myself into a jawihada ritual. My right index and middle fingers immediately found my front bottom and thrusted slowly but deeply. My left hand went inside my undergarments, squeezing my orbs, with my left fingers pinching and alternating between my mamillae. The pain on my mamillae was graciously gratifying.
By now, my right thumb was soothing my already swollen clit while my index and middle fingers were fast in motion. I was literally overwhelmed with lust. Crucially, I had to decide between to continue with slower self seduction, or an immediate release.
I was already very weak. It had to be the latter and I knew I had to arrive soon. I inserted my right ring finger and together with the index and middle fingers, they coiled deep inside, flexing, massaging and thrusting rapidly.
By now, my right hand and both my thighs were thoroughly wet, so was my bed linen. I really couldn't give a fxxk. I knew I had to release and release myself good and hard.
I screamed when the first wave culminated. It was as if my body and brain were struck by lightning. I convulsed with awesome pleasure. I hadn't fully released yet. It was merely a prequel to more and yet more intense convulsions, in a rapidly cascading sequential performance.
By now, I could hardly breathe. My mind was in auto mode, repeating and repeating that I was Prestante's whore until I let off a final scream in the heavenly apex of deliverance.
As my tremors and seizures eased, I felt proud of my carnal accomplishment. I took a a deep gulp of air, drowsily reminiscing over all the luscious time in Prestante's arms that night, wondering when he's going to be back in Singapore again.
Or is this another a one-nighter tryst?
To conclude this lengthy piece, all I want to say is that the jawihada ritual last night wasn't the same as al dente sesso with Prestante.
Physically, it felt good, got the job done, temporarily vanquished my licentious thoughts and released my tension.
Sesso on the other hand is a joint coordinated effort by both of us, and definitely, Prestante's fingers, lips, body warmth and most importantly, his pene provided far more joy than my own hands and fingers.
Al dente sesso triumphs over jawihada.
