I masturbated in the middle of last night.
I felt extremely evil and dirty.
My BC woke me up. It was involuntarily big and hard. It was yearning.
I looked at my mobile phone. It was 3.20am.
The sight of my lady boss appeared out of nowhere. Like a seductive evil spirit, she reincarnated as Yua Mikami from ex Jpop SKE48 (now a successful JAV actress).
She was in absolute control, dominating over me. I felt her moist but warm lips, licking and biting my nipples.
In my blurry semi conscious state, my flesh was weak.
My spirit? Nowhere to be found. It had abandoned it's defensive foxhole.
Like a Russian cruise missile locked onto an Ukrainian enemy target, my BC was the object of my lady boss's insatiable desire. She mouthed it vigorously, making direct slutty eye contact with me. She egged me on, like an experienced sorceress of pleasure.
Eventually, the Beast in me was summoned. I became Vladimir Putin.
I tore her angelic white blouse. I laid my BC onto her cleavage. I lock it securely, under the centre gore of her VS bra. Like a huge gliding oversized Bratwurst between her immaculate breasts, I was King Kong, pistoning and devouring Jane.
When I was almost there, I pulled off my BC. She was ready to receive my explosive debris in her mouth. I wasn't a marksman. Some debris splattered across her breasts, cheeks and lips. She slurped and swallowed. She gave a thankful smile. She was back to her subdued self, after receiving my "Holy Communion", at the Sunday Morning Mass.
In MRT, o.t.w. to office now, I could still remember all these dirty thoughts vividly. I wonder why I have become corrupt, evil, and conduct unbecoming of a believer in Christ.
In thr past, MASTURBATION WAS ALWAYS INNOCENT AND PURE.
I was a late developer. I don't mean my studies. I mean Masturbation. I knew many of my peers had already started masturbating in lower secondary. They would boast about it outside the classroom, or when we were out gallivanting. For me, I only started in upper secondary.
In junior college, I was infatuated with a girl. She was from MGS. She has that same innocence and artisanal beauty, like Jennie from Blackpink, my fave Kpop group.
I would imagine kissing her with real love on her forehead, then her lips, unbuttoning her blouse, smudging my face on her bra, enjoying the lacy friction on my face, inhaling her addictive bodily scent, unhooking her bra, gently squeezing her breasts, kissing, sucking her nipples, and finally, watching her inevitable succumb to me.
Stroking my BC to this sort of (+/-) sweet romantic scenes was the untainted pure love+divine masturbation that I once subscribed to.
It was virtuous, innocent and uncontaminated.
No corrupt or evil JAV stuff like now.
No hard core or any skewed imagination like choking, breast job, leg job, role playing, or even blow job CIM.
HEAVENLY FATHER, WHY HAVE I BECOME A BEAST? I AM BEGINNING TO HATE MY BC.
HAVE THOU ABANDON ME?
Good bye for now, I have to stop writing. Gotta keep my mobile phone. I am alighting from the MRT soon.
Happy Friday & Weekend ahead to all Sammyboyers.
I felt extremely evil and dirty.
My BC woke me up. It was involuntarily big and hard. It was yearning.
I looked at my mobile phone. It was 3.20am.
The sight of my lady boss appeared out of nowhere. Like a seductive evil spirit, she reincarnated as Yua Mikami from ex Jpop SKE48 (now a successful JAV actress).
She was in absolute control, dominating over me. I felt her moist but warm lips, licking and biting my nipples.
In my blurry semi conscious state, my flesh was weak.
My spirit? Nowhere to be found. It had abandoned it's defensive foxhole.
Like a Russian cruise missile locked onto an Ukrainian enemy target, my BC was the object of my lady boss's insatiable desire. She mouthed it vigorously, making direct slutty eye contact with me. She egged me on, like an experienced sorceress of pleasure.
Eventually, the Beast in me was summoned. I became Vladimir Putin.
I tore her angelic white blouse. I laid my BC onto her cleavage. I lock it securely, under the centre gore of her VS bra. Like a huge gliding oversized Bratwurst between her immaculate breasts, I was King Kong, pistoning and devouring Jane.
When I was almost there, I pulled off my BC. She was ready to receive my explosive debris in her mouth. I wasn't a marksman. Some debris splattered across her breasts, cheeks and lips. She slurped and swallowed. She gave a thankful smile. She was back to her subdued self, after receiving my "Holy Communion", at the Sunday Morning Mass.
In MRT, o.t.w. to office now, I could still remember all these dirty thoughts vividly. I wonder why I have become corrupt, evil, and conduct unbecoming of a believer in Christ.
In thr past, MASTURBATION WAS ALWAYS INNOCENT AND PURE.
I was a late developer. I don't mean my studies. I mean Masturbation. I knew many of my peers had already started masturbating in lower secondary. They would boast about it outside the classroom, or when we were out gallivanting. For me, I only started in upper secondary.
In junior college, I was infatuated with a girl. She was from MGS. She has that same innocence and artisanal beauty, like Jennie from Blackpink, my fave Kpop group.
I would imagine kissing her with real love on her forehead, then her lips, unbuttoning her blouse, smudging my face on her bra, enjoying the lacy friction on my face, inhaling her addictive bodily scent, unhooking her bra, gently squeezing her breasts, kissing, sucking her nipples, and finally, watching her inevitable succumb to me.
Stroking my BC to this sort of (+/-) sweet romantic scenes was the untainted pure love+divine masturbation that I once subscribed to.
It was virtuous, innocent and uncontaminated.
No corrupt or evil JAV stuff like now.
No hard core or any skewed imagination like choking, breast job, leg job, role playing, or even blow job CIM.
HEAVENLY FATHER, WHY HAVE I BECOME A BEAST? I AM BEGINNING TO HATE MY BC.
HAVE THOU ABANDON ME?
Good bye for now, I have to stop writing. Gotta keep my mobile phone. I am alighting from the MRT soon.
Happy Friday & Weekend ahead to all Sammyboyers.
Jenni 
