Mr Hunky Aussie: A Night of Solace
The Shy White Knight from Australia
Dear Diary,
Why are there so few White Knights in real life?
In Disney tales, Prince Charmings are white knights that protect women and princesses. Yet in real life in the 21st Century, such heroic acts rooted in medieval knightly code have died, bringing its honour along to their grave.
Even Daenerys from Game of Thrones had her dragons protecting her, though she did went a little mad in the end, torching castles and peasants alike š. Power alone isnāt enough. Even the strongest woman sometimes longs for a shield beside her.
THE KNIGHT APPEARS
During May 2025, I was wandering through Japan, bathing in the fleeting beauty of Sakura blossoms. Nearing the end of the month, my womanās instinctā that sixth sense, nudged me to peek at my ad thread on Sammy Boy Forum (SBF).
What I found was a plague of sewer rats, gnawing at anything that shimmered with light. They mocked me about my last Diary confession about a LOVERā¢ with poor hygiene, scorned my refusal to meet obese Gentlemen and spat vulgarities strung with incoherence.
Only one local lad defended me, posting āYou can choose not to read if you feel offended what.ā. Two LOVERSā¢ applauded my comeback privately. In this storm, only two Australian Chinese gentlemen messaged me with emotional support. One of them became unforgettable: Mr Hunky Aussie.
(The other keeps saying he wants to meet me but always missed it).
By June 2025, I was back in Singapore, and despite my CHOCOLATESā¢ rate being at their highest (my silent protest against toxicity), he booked me. I was excited to see who he is!
BATHING WHITE KNIGHT
As he arrived, I was blessed with the sight of a really charming looking mate in his 30ās. His face carried kindness, goodness was the light he radiated. Thatās not allā¦
As he undressed for his shower, I stole a glance beyond that unclosed door. I saw his perfectly sculpted chest and biceps.
Man.. I missed a chance to shower with him and to seduce him like I did with Mr. Fifty Shades of Grey few days ago (Clothes on? Thatās Level 2). But this time round, my devious plan was for a āSkin to Skinā closenessļ¼Level 3, with extra slippery slides from aid of shower gels. I could even have decreed that it was a mandatory act!
Recalling now, I think itās because he was shy. He confessed that I was his first Sex Bunny. He is one of those āLurkersāļ¼ the silent watchers on SBF who never book. Sometimes I wonder what they are really doing there, since the forum is filled with terrible photography (except mine!) and those amateur reviews, scribbling scores for every part of a womanās body like itās a meat market. And when itās not that, itās overly flattering fake reviews written by the bunnies themselves. Honestly, even PornHub delivers a quicker climax.
Anyway, back to my hottieā¦
BEDDING THE WHITE KNIGHT
He shyly sat on my living room sofa with a bath towel cloaked around his waist. I was ready to ravish him after a month of sexless trip in Japan and Mr. Fifty Shades of NO denying me my pleasure few days ago.
I calmed my inner horny bunny to avoid scaring him off and asked about his sex fantasy. āAn office girl in heels would be nice.ā, he said, almost apologetically.
How sweet, I thought. For a Gentleman that polite? Of course Iād do more for him than I ever would for the entitled ones. I changed into a white blouse, mini skirt, and heels, then gave him a lap dance before seducing him on the sofa.
Soon, my tongue was teasing the tip of his iceberg, making his whole body tremble. The way he moaned, you could tell he hadnāt been naughty enough in his life. I licked more, letting my wild tongue explore with a variety of strokes. His hunky body shook, and he moaned uncontrollably. I love watching my LOVERSā¢ surrender, shaken upside down by unusual pleasures.
We moved to the bedroom.
During missionary, his thick Banana was devoured within my tightened sacred temple. When he reached his enlightenment, I could feel the intense pulse of every load of soldiers coming inside me. I wished some had been left for my mouth tooā¦
A NIGHT OF SOLACE
We spoke for a while about how strange he found Singapore men behaves in the Dark Forum. āIn Australia, men donāt behave like that,ā he said. For a moment, I wondered if I should just fly over and settle there, for a breath of fresh air, filled with real gentlemen. After all, Iāve never truly felt at home in this Red Dot.
Then, just like a typical KINDER BUENOā¢ session, he quietly vanished. No review, no words after. It left me with a strange feelingā did he regret it? Or did he only want to be a night of solace? Leaving me to wonder if I was only meant to be a fleeting flame. Sometimes desire can burn on either sidesā but in this Chocolate world, it rarely gets spoken.
What if we dared to?