2 comments/ 41025 views/ 4 favorites Singaporean Party Girl By: Tyngha As a young Chinese student in Singapore I was becoming ever more exposed to Caucasian guys living, holidaying and working in Singapore. For almost 3 years I was fascinated by them. Finally on my 18th Birthday I had the courage and opportunity to meet one in a social environment, 1 hour later I was providing him with my virginity. A life and course changing experience, from that day I wanted to live in a Western Country. I spent the next couple of months learning how to be sexually attractive, learning what turned guys on and what didn't, what clothes to wear, what underwear, lingerie, what to drink, say and how to look to get my man. By the time I was 21 I was seeing 2 or 3 different guys a week and dating several oil rig working guys as they were in and out of town. I had definitely become A Singaporean Party Girl and was loving it. I was wearing the shortest, tightest dresses, they make your legs look longer when your Chinese, buying up a large collection of designer lingerie, the smallest g's I could find and never left a club on my own. On my 22nd birthday I flew to the states with a girl friend for my very first overseas holiday. We were working with a large Hotel chain and so were able to get cheap accommodation for our 3 week excursion of LA and NY. Trying to act more mature than we were and trying not to be overly excited by everything I was unable to even get off the plane before I met a cute looking guy that I liked. He helped us get to our hotel in LA and then arranged for us to go out with him and his friend to show us the sights of LA, have dinner and then back to the hotel, by the third night we had tried every combination we could think of. By the time we returned to Singapore, exactly 20 days later I had managed to be seduced by no fewer than 8 American guys, I was loving life to the fullest and just did not want it to stop, I had ridden on the back of a Harley Davidson Motor Cycle, in a convertible sports car, had seen a game of basketball, and a basket ball player and had been to a couple of real wild Californian style parties, it was just a great time. I had also received my first full waxing and couldn't wait to get back to Singapore with it. Once back home I started catching up with friends, new and old, i was going out with no panties on and had taken my first money in a pay for sex transaction, my first and only Asian guy, a Japanese businessman gave me USD 500 for 1 night with him, sex was hopeless but money was good. A little over a year later I was dating an English guy who purchased two tickets for us to go to England for a 10 day holiday, his Company had paid for his ticket and he paid for mine. Just leading up to the trip he had to cancel due to work commitments but encouraged me to go on my own, I had never been outside of Singapore on my own, can you imagine growing up on a tiny island like Singapore and then going off to London by yourself. A week later I was landing at Heathrow airport and I found out exactly how easy it was to just go out, have a fun night and have a guy pay for the sexual adventure of his life, I never had to ask, they all just took it for granted that I was an Asian prostitute and they all gave money at the end of the night. I had gone with them on my own will and would never have asked any of them for money. After 10 days of Holidaying in the UK I went home with a Thousand British Pounds extra. When I was 25 I packed my bags and flew to Australia complete with a 6 month visa, I wasn't sure what I wanted but I was feeling crowded in Singapore and a break away from what I was doing was needed. I had maybe slept with in excess of one hundred guys by this time and I wanted a change in my life. I landed in Brisbane and went straight to the Gold Coast, I had studied about the Casino there and felt that my best chance of part time employment was going to be on the Gold Coast somewhere. What I had not studied was the high cost of everything on the Gold Coast and after about 3 weeks I was running out of money and still had 5 months remaining on my Visa. I had met up with a guy that I first met in Singapore, he was the same age as me and single so i moved into his apartment in Brisbane and had commenced a very casual relationship with him, if we were home alone then we would inevitably end up having some kind of kinky sex around the apartment or outside in a club somewhere. Whilst he was working or going out with his friends I was getting paid for sex, I was spending a lot of money, going out, partying, lining up and I needed income to equal my spending, doing what i enjoyed was the easiest way. After 2 months in Queensland I travelled down to Sydney on my own to continue my holiday and catch up with other friends that I had met in Singapore, my first night in Sydney ended up being a 3sum experience with 2 guys, I stayed with these guys for a week and really don't know how many of their friends I had sex with, a lot and I really had to get out of their apartment and save myself, it was horrible. I was like some kind of toy for them just to come, have sex with and leave. After a month I moved back to Brisbane and moved back in with my friend, who now days is my husband and father to our 2 kids. I lasted the full 6 months and returned to Singapore with a heart felt loss in Australia and wanted to return to Australia as soon as I could. Once back on familiar ground in Singapore and catching up with all my friends life got back to normal, sex was still great, 3sums, both ways, were becoming normal, had started going on sex weekends with some of the guys, including going to Pattaya in Thailand on several occasions, I had also moved in with a GF and commenced my only lesbian affair, although we were still both active with guys as well, she also had a BF who enjoyed the whole situation. Anal sex by this time had very much become standard. Now later in life I can reveal that I have slept with in excess of 200 guys, have been involved in maybe mmf 3sums, have had group sex, have performed sex acts inside night clubs, taxi's, hotel hallways, on an airplane, on a living room floor at a party and with age groups from 20 to 50 years old. I still have a very high desire for sex, have been involved in several relationships, with consent, since being married and have bought a lot of happiness to everyone around me. Now I am spending some time sorting through notes and diaries putting together some short stories on my life as a younger rebel, I hope they'll bring happiness to you as well. TTC Singaporean Party Girl Ch. 02 Ch. 02 Losing my virginity It was October 30, 1993 and we were at the Meridian Orchard Hotel having a family dinner to celebrate my 18th birthday party, my parents, brothers, Aunties, Uncles and a few select family friends were there to celebrate, somehow it felt more like a celebration for my parents than I but we were all having fun doing the typical Chinese thing of ordering way more food than we could ever possibly eat. I had arranged to meet a small group of friends after dinner who then took me up to Brannigans at the Grand Hyatt Hotel, it was absolutely wall to wall with good looking guys and girls, it appeared that every good looking person in Singapore was at Brannigans at that time. Being on my first "girls night out" was fun, people were so merry as they mingled around, drinking, chatting, dancing and flirting, I was absolutely amazed that places like this existed, I had no idea and felt considerably out of place wearing a very expensive cheongsam in what was essentially a western bar. Out of nowhere a very handsome debonair looking "gwai lo" (Caucasian) came up to me, introduced himself, asked for my name and offered to buy me a drink. White wine was the only drink I knew so white wine it was. I was mesmerized by this man, someone much older than myself, in his mid thirties but the simple fact that he took notice of me and was interested in chatting with me was a special feeling for me. Half way through my glass of wine I had decided that I wanted 2 give myself up to this man, I was 2 days away from turning 18 and I had found the man that I wanted to turn me into a woman. When, and I have forgotten his name but I am sure it was Richard, he asked me if I'd like to get out of the noise and hustle and go somewhere quieter I couldn't answer yes quick enough, he was staying at the Hyatt and suggested that we go back to his room which was exactly what I was hoping for, when opening the door and stepping inside it looked like a brand new world, I had never seen such opulence and the room was almost the same size as our entire HDB apartment, the bed was like the size of our living room. Once inside he asked me to sit at the sofa and relax, Richard already knew what I drank and so removed a small bottle from the minibar and poured me a wine, already dizzy from the first one I knew the second was going to make me more than dizzy but that was fine, I wanted that. Sitting next to me it was not long before his hand was on my lap and then our mouths locked in a series of very hot and passionate kisses, I was hot, flushing and blushing but this was definitely going to be the time. The familiar wetness bought on by masturbation was building between my legs and all along I was just trying to work out how I was going to break the embarrassing news that I was still a virgin, he was going to find out sooner or later but I didn't want to spoil his mood. We stood up embracing each other his hands all over my tiny body, my hands discovering a man for the first time, he found and undid the zip on the back of my dress sliding my cheongsam to the floor, motioning me to do the same for him, finally there we were next to the bed, him completely naked and me in the most boring cotton panties and bra that I have ever worn, he lay back on the bed and pulled me towards him, I instinctively ran my tongue down his body to his shaft and holding it in one hand began to lick, kiss and suck his penis, my eyes closed just feeling beautiful and mature being able to please this man, hearing his moans and the enjoyment that he was expressing was making me wetter than any masturbation had done for me in the past. He pulled me up onto the bed and laid me on my back removing first my bra and then my panties he felt my almost hairless vagina which seemed to turn him on more, it was at this point that all I could say to him was that I haven't done this before but I'm ready now. Using his fingers on and inside me, preparing me for him and then sliding down bringing his mouth to my opening and magic button taking me to my first ever orgasm in the company of someone else, it was heavenly and I wanted to experience more. As he lifted himself to be on top of me and about to enter me for the first time, I could feel the head of his shaft working around my opening, I had no idea what to expect, I hadn't even discussed this with anyone, will it hurt, will I bleed, will I become pregnant, I didn't know and to some degree didn't care, I wanted to become sexual and I wanted to learn more. Next thing I knew he was inside me, It had happened, I was in full intercourse with a guy who I hardly knew. Within minutes he had withdrawn from me and was shooting all over my body which was another thing that I had not expected but the warm sticky fluid felt so nice on my body. Richard took me to the ensuite where we showered together and got involved in small chit chat but the experience was over, I was no longer a virgin and whilst the experience was not as earth shattering as I had expected, it was the start of what I wanted to do, please and be pleased. I never saw Richard again and never heard from him again, he returned to the US the following week and I guess that his business in Singapore was finished and he had no need to return. I wasn't sure how I felt over the next couple of days, I wasn't sore, there was no physical change in me or to me, there was no bleeding but mentally I had changed, I had matured and I had found out how man and woman interact, I was no longer able to go to the bathroom or shower or go to sleep without masturbating, I was touching myself at every opportunity. Two weeks later I went back to Brannigans with the same group of friends, whilst I didn't tell them what had happened, they all knew and they were all glad that we were all women together, no longer did they have a kid dragging behind them, they had another friend who had the same interests. This time into the nite club I wore the same Cheongsam but this time only a G string was underneath, no bra and I felt oh so sexy, it's how I wanted to feel, I was chatting with guys, dancing, guys were offering to buy me drinks, what a difference 2 weeks can make. I had flirted with and kissed 2 different guys in the bar that night, one was drunk and ended up going on like crazy, the other was an expat who lived close by , I went home with him and wow, totally different to the careful and debonair Richard this guy taught me that sex is not just about being passionate and making love it can also be harsh and for self gratification, he had fucked me in his pool, his kitchen and living room over and over, he had cum in my mouth on my face in my hair. He later told me it was because I made him feel so horny, it was only my second experience so I'm not sure how I did that. Whilst it was not romantic there was a certain attraction to this guy and his form of sex, he was hot and he knew it and so he became my first boyfriend. Maybe it only lasted a month but in that time he had taught me everything there was to know and he had purchased for me some of the sexiest lingerie and outfits I could have ever have imagined, he had built my confidence sky high, I could do anything now, or so I thought. Singaporean Party Girl Ch. 03 Having just turned 18 I was in an adventurous mood, my friends and I were nite clubbing and bar hopping on Fridays and Saturdays, I was seeing Steve once or twice a week, going to the gym twice a week and working 30 hours a week at KFC, what a boring job but it was income. Sex had become a part of life for me and it was constantly on my mind, except for those dreary hours at KFC but even then each and every time a westerner walked to the counter my spirit lifted and my mind wondered. All I was thinking about was Friday and Saturday nites and going home so I could visit Steve. Steve was the second guy I had ever slept with, he had little interest in going out and definitely never wanted to go clubbing, instead he preferred a very small and boring bar at Changi Village which I didn't like at all. What he did like was sex, alot of it and buying me clothes and gifts which I was always happy to receive and model for him, almost every time I visited him we would go out and buy a new dress, shoes or lingerie. The shortest tightest dresses with the highest heels, I felt so sexy around him. He would always get me to model my clothes for him and that inevitably led us to having sex, it was always harsh it was always frantic it was always moving from one part of the house to another, front lawn, back yard, pool, kitchen, bathroom. We would do it standing, lying down, kneeling, upside down, I don't know that I participated much, he did all the fucking I was just there to accommodate his needs. On Friday and Saturday nights I would go out with my friends, Friday nights we would venture of to different places, Orchard Towers, the new Boat Quay and anywhere else that might attract Foreigners. Every Saturday for about 2 years was to Brannigans where we had a circle of about 6 expat guys that were living and working in Singapore. Over time we built a web of sex and desire with this circle and at one time or the other each of us had slept with each of them. Whilst none of us were ever really seriously dating we all had out favourite partner and would almost always hook up and go home in some sort of combination. A mixture of alcohol, different beds and different partners made it a bit confusing at times and on more than one occasion I found myself calling out the wrong name in embarrassing positions but I think we all understood. My favourite Brannigans guy was Jim, a US guy who worked for Shell or Mobil or something like that, on the nights that Jim was there I would almost always go home with him and on the nights that he wasn't there I'm sure he was told who I went home with, it was that kind of friendship that we had going on. Between Steve, Jim, his friends and anyone that I may have met on Fridays I was living a very full life, sex was fantastic, no inhibitions at all, the guys were fun, I was staying in fine hotels, nice apartments, wearing great clothes and still working on the counter at KFC, that had to change and with the help of some friends I started to apply for jobs in hotels. With so many hotels in Singapore getting a front counter job shouldn't be too difficult or so I thought. It all changed by a chance meeting with Pierre a customer relations manager from the old Westin Singapore Plaza, one really fun date and one wild night of hard core sex meant that I didn't even have to take an interview. Pierre was kinky he liked his sex hard, he was a risk taker, after all we were in a room in the hotel that he managed and he taught me that my pussy wasn't the only place between my legs that guys wanted to be. He was so hard and had made me so wet that he just turned me over and without asking guided himself into my backside in a very ungentle way, it felt like it was going on for ages and that it was never going to stop, in the end I started masturbating just to get through it. Two days later I was a trainee on the front desk, I was still sore and still couldn't walk properly, I'm sure everyone was looking at me in a funny kind of way. Pierre took every opportunity to either touch me, flirt with me or rub gently against me, from the very first day I knew work with Pierre was going to be interesting. It wasn't long before Steve either became bored with me or I lost interest in just going to his house, whichever, as fast as our relationship started it had finished, I went to his little bar for the very last time, went home with him for the very last time and made unbelievable sex with him for the very last time, once it was over I left his house and never returned, he was twice my age and really we just had no social interest in each other at all. Whilst I would only see him 2 or 3 days a month Jim was my guy, he was fun to be around, lived in a spectacular apartment, liked taking me to restaurants and spoke very openly about sex. He encouraged me to sleep with his friends whenever he wasn't around and would always ask questions about my sex life before making love. Knowing what I had done with his friends was a kind of foreplay for Jim and it would always heighten his sex drive. It was getting dirtier and dirtier and he wanted me to do more and more. One night at Saxophones Jim asked me to go to the rest room and remove my g string so that I would be completely naked under my dress which was skin tight and very short, I returned with my g safely in my hand bag and sat down next to him at our table, in a very small restaurant at a very small table I was being fingered, I was soaking wet and felt so horny, he teased me for a while before we finished our drinks, paid the bill and moved on to catch up with our friends for a fun night of drinking and dancing. During the evening we were all chatting, flirting and dancing, just having a few drinks and enjoying each other's company when Jim suggested to one of the other couples that they join us back at his apartment for some more drinks and a bit of music to which they accepted and so the four of us piled out of the nite club and into a taxi headed to Marine Parade. I swear Jim had the world's largest collection of cd's he was a fanatical collector of them and was always able to set the mood with his selection of music, he set the music up, opened the balcony doors and opened a new bottle of Gin. I always acted more intoxicated than I actually was, this served two purposes, one, I wasn't so fond of having too much alcohol and two if I did happen to upset him I could always just blame the alcohol. Jim poured four huge glasses of G&T of which I was very careful just to have a few small sips whilst the others were able to drink very fast. After a couple of drinks the guys suggested that we play a game of strip poker to which I protested was highly unfair, I only had one piece of clothing on, my dress. After playing the world's shortest game of strip poker and revealing to everyone exactly what I had been wearing all night, Jim suggested that we grab some towels and run down stairs for a skinny dip in the pool, the complex had two pools the main and a smaller one located on top of a parking area away from the lobby and view of the apartments. Once In the pool the two guys were all over us, both sets of hands all over both girls, the guys were having the time of their life and it was apparent that their intentions were to swap partners and try the antics of each other's partner. After a very short while the four of us went back to the apartment arm in arm, wet and wrapped in towels to start what was the first of many orgies at Jims apartment. These were the early days with Jim and whilst it made us more aware of each other we never lost any feelings for each other, we stayed together as a dating couple for almost two years. My husband has met Jim on two separate occasions and whilst we all know what went on the three of us have never discussed it together, maybe that will happen sometime in the future.