My story


    Chapter #1

    This is a true story of what happened more than 10 years ago, where I was 10kg lighter and with more hair. It was about a girl who was out playing the field and I am the sucker for falling into her trap.

    I knew this girl when she was 17, I was a few years older. I met her through someone I knew when I was a hanging out frequently at the Boat Quay area. Everyone knows how easy it would be for underaged girls to get into the many pubs along that stretch.

    Anyway, I was there with a bunch of my friends at my (then) favourite drinking hole just drinking and eyeing the chicks there when I saw someone familiar. That person was was a schoolmate of mine… a junior in school. I knew straightaway that there is no way they could be inside the pub legally. And so I approached her and said " Hi there! You sure you can come in?" and gave her a cheeky smile at the same time.

    Her: “Hey you are here too! I haven’t seen you since you left school!”

    Me: " Aiyah, you want to see me you could gave paged for me what, so many people have my number!"

    Her: " Sorry lah, how would I know if you busy or not! Eh, you come here often? Can help me or not? I have a few friends who can’t come in because they look too young lah."

    Me: “Sure, why not? They pretty or not?”

    Her: “Aiyah, all of them you know one lah! From my level one lor!”

    Me: " You better make sure they dun get drunk and get into trouble you understand? I have a reputation here one hor!"

    With that, I went out with her and spoke to the bouncer to allow them in for the night, giving an excuse that it was my birthday. The bouncer agreed as he knew that I was one of the regulars there and have been spending quite a fair bit at the place.

    There were 3 girls I knew but I spotted one that made my eyebrows pop up an inch higher. Thick long hair, huge lively eyes and one of the most awesome figures I have seen at that time. She was dressed to kill too… dressed in the typical Ah Lian fashion of that time, oversized white shirt with a few buttons undone to show off her cleavage and lacy black bra and the shirt tails tied up just below the bra, revealing a flat smooth abs. I have never seen her at school before, I’m sure of it. A girl that good would have been on my radar.

    I played it cool and waved the girls in, paying no attention to that girl except for a lazy nod in her direction. As I usually order more than 1 bottle of liquor there, I have 2 bar tables and about 10 seats available. My usual group consists of around 6-8 guys and it just happened to be on that particular night, many of them did not turn up as they had other programs with their gfs.

    So with the empty seat there, the girls just plonked themselves down and helped themselves to the liquor.

    Me: “Hey, who’s she? Never see her before leh!”

    Her: “Oh… she transferred to our school last year. Kena dispelled by her old school for playing traunt too many times”

    Me: “I see. No wonder I dun find her familiar.”

    Her: “Dun dream lah, you no chance one lah… her bf is XXX from YYY gang one.”

    Hearing that, I bristled in anger. A girlfriend of a rival gang member? I’m gonna get her!

    -End of Part 1-

    *Let me know if I should continue at this pace forr the rest of the story or should I just cut to the chase and have it over and done with. Heck, let me know if you find that its too boring and I will stop.*

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    Chapter #2

    As I planned my moves to get close to her, I spotted a little keychain tag hanging out of the corner of her bag. Its the kinda glow in the dark kind with a name in pink. The name on it says “SXXXXX”.

    I approached her and since it was very noisy in the enclosed confines of the pub, with techno lemon tree playing, I moved close to her ears with my hands automatically reaching for the small of her back. Smooth flawless skin! It took almost all my strength to stop myself from stroking her back. The aroma of freshly shampoo-ed hair and a wiff of the perfume stirred the lust in me.

    Me: “Hey, you wanna tell me your name or should I guess it myself?”

    Her: “You want to guess you guess lor.”

    Me: " Wah, you want to challenge me ah? If I can guess your name correctly you drink 3 shots neat, if I am wrong, I drink 10 shots plus I pay for your cab fare home, on or not?"

    She was taken aback by my challenge and looked at me with a quizzical look. She moved away from me and huddled up with her friends and whispered to each other, taking occasional glances at me.

    Finally, satisfied that none of her friends have divulged her name to me, she approached me and told me the bet is on. However, she wanted more than just a cab ride home, she wanted a cab for each and every of her friends (3 of them) if I were to get it wrong. I pretended to deliberate it in my head for a while before I agreed. I am gonna tease her first.

    Me: " I am going to ask you a few questions and you must answer me truthfully okay?"

    Her: “You think you ‘arm pai’ ah? Ask me a few questions? Anything lah, you get wrong better dun ‘peng way’ ok?”

    Me: “Dun worry, I am a man of my words. Ok… first question. Alphabets ‘a, e, i, o, u,’ Your name have any of the alphabets?”

    Her: " Have, but I wun tell you which one!"

    Me: “Dun worry, I not going to ask that. Ok, now look at me.” I drink in her facial features, high cheekbones with very long eyelashes and the typical severely trimmed eyebrows framing a pair of glistening eyes. She had a mouth that looks a bit too wide but her luscious lips more than made up for it. She is indeed a very pretty girl.

    Me: “Ok.. I think your name consists of 7… no no… 6 alphabets… right?”

    She was a little surprised by this and stammered : “Errr… yes, but how did you know?”

    Me: “I look into your eyes and I know lor. I also know you are hungry because you did not have dinner!”

    Her: “No lor! I got eat dinner but did not eat alot! You are wrong!”

    I was smiling to myself, I had tricked her into thinking that I am just second guessing everything about her name.

    Me: “Ok ok, my fault, I drink okay?” I took a glass of the liquor and poured it down my throat. “I now need you use your right hand to grip around my thumb before asking you some other questions” Without answering, she had her hands wrapped around my thumb. How I wish that hand was wrapped around another body apendage of mine at that very moment!

    Me: “Ok, now you must tell me your real age, cannot lie one!”

    Her: “17.”

    Me: “Now tell me your height or weight.”

    Her: “Height can, weight cannot! 1.67m.”

    Me: “Ok, I know your name already!”

    Her: “Huh? Cannot be lah! Like that you know!? Dun bluff lah!”

    Going for the kill, I asked her if she was willing to have a side bet on top of the initial one.

    Her: " What you want to bet?" Her friends were also egging her on, giving suggestions ranging from buying her a Ferragamo hairband, a Sonia Rykiel bag and all sorts of other branded accessories that Ah Lians of those days crave for.

    Me: " If I get it wrong, I choose what you want me to buy for you lor!" In those days, I was earning quite a fair bit selling VCDs all over Singapore so money was not much of a problem for me.

    Her: “Ok! If you get it wrong, I want you to give me your phone!” She was eyeing my newly bought Ericsson 768.

    Me: “Wah!! I give you my phone then tonight how people can call me? You want to play so big, then if I get it right you must hug me and kiss me on the cheeks and call me lao gong for the rest of tonight!”

    Her: “Siao ah! Kiss you! You also not my ‘stead’! Hug you can, call lao gong can, but cannot kiss!”

    Me: “ok lah! I kiss you can? one on each cheek nia!”

    Her: “ok ok… not scared you… sure wrong one! On lah!”

    Me: “Wait, let me do one more thing to confirm your name.” With that I cupped both my hands around her ears and moved in closer to within 10cm of her face. As I slowly fondled her earlobes while looking into her eyes I pretended to concentrate.

    Me: “Your name is… S…X…X…X…” And then she pushed me away.

    Her: “NBCB! How you know my name?! How you know!!!??” Her friends at this time did not hear what I just told her but they seemed to be able to tell that I guessed her name correctly. My friends, on the other hand, were laughing among themselves at me for going through all those hocus pocus to con a girl.

    Her friends: “Eh, whats her name? You know meh?”

    Me: “Yes. I think her name is SXXXXX.”

    Her friends: " Wah!!!! You so good ah!!!" Bingo…

    Me: " SXXXXX, I am right about your name, so what should you call me?"

    S: “Lao gong.” Shiok… to hear her calling me that. But I have other plans for her… and I can only do that through alcohol.

    Me: “Time to drink!!!” And I poured her 3 shots of of bourbon. She was a good sport, taking all three shots without a word of complaint. Finishing her drinks, I can see her face turning pink and I can see, even in the darkness, that her chest is taking on a pink glow too. Nice!

    The rest of the night went by in a blur, with me opening another bottle because we had finished ours. The girls were all suitably high, including my target “S”. My friends by then have already started getting ready to leave and I guess it was time to get back. Time for me to get rid of those other girls…

    Me: " Ok. Lets have another bet! If I can guess the amount of money in your wallet, you all must give me a kiss each! If I am wrong, then I pay for one cab each!" I have no wish

    to guess correctly so after another round of hocus pocus, I have (un)successfully guess the wrong answers for all three girls.

    Walking towards the taxi stand, I began to fish some notes out of my wallet. I passed 20 to each of the girl as they got into seperate cabs, leaving behind only S.

    -End of Part 2-

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    Chapter #3

    S: “lao gong, you so much money you pay for me back also lah!” She had grown so accustomed to calling me lao gong that it almost came out of her mouth naturally. Under the glow of the streetlamps, she looked like the lamb that is ready for slaughter. Her shirt buttons had popped open a couple more during the course of the night and she did not seemed to notice. Either that or she dun mind at all. She was squatting down at the kerb and I had a fantastic view of her cleavage and it was really driving me crazy.

    Me: “Oei, you lost the bet hor, I haven claim my kiss and hug you want me to pay for your cab back ah?”

    S:" Aiyah, please lah laaoooo gooooong!" Woooo… it was pure music to my ears. And with her looking up at me with those huge eyes of her, I am at a lost whether to look at her eyes or those spotlights on her chest.

    Me: " Ok lah, I send you back since you call me lao gong!" Smiling, she grabbed my hands and pulled herself up.

    Copious amount of alcohol + sudden movement = Dizzy Spell

    She stumbled and fell onto me, almost making me trip and fall too. Catching onto her, she had her head on my shoulders and I can feel two magnificent mounds of flesh on my chest. Heaven! And her hair, now slightly stinking because of the cigarette smoke, was tickling my nose. I can still smell her shampoo and perfume on her. Plus, there was the sweet smell of a woman’s sweat. This made for a deadly combination.

    Steadying her, I bundled her onto a cab and climbed in after her.

    Me:" Eh… where you live ah?"

    She mumbled the address to me and promptly fell onto my lap and fell asleep, tilted sideways with her facing front of the cab, legs curled up close to her body.

    She was a goner, the alcohol plus the sudden movements while standing up made all the acohol rush to her head. The taxi driver eyed me suspiciously from the rear view mirror but did not say a word but drove on silently.

    She was sound asleep and I can hear her regular breathing. She looked so innocent when asleep, legs curled up on the seat, hair falling softly, framing her face. I was looking at her, mesmerized when suddenly the taxi driver jammed brakes. A bloody car driven by an obviously drunk driver had cut into the taxi’s path suddenly, forcing the cabby to take evasive action.

    The sudden braking forced her to rush forwad due to the momentum and I immediately stretched out my hands to grab her to try and stop her from falling onto the floorboard of the cab. In my rush, I hand was just nice cupping her right breast. A handful of soft yet firm and creamy tit. It was an accident but a real good one for me, hehe.

    But she did not wake up at all, she just turned and lie flat on the seats and used my lap as her pillow and continued sleeping. Wow! I wanted to do it again! But with her now sleeping face up, there is no way I could have another ‘accident’. Maybe it was the alcohol or my lust, most likely a combination of both, but I just decided to hell with it and slipped my hands into her unbuttoned shirt and fondled her breasts. With my fingers touching her bare skin, I began having a hard on, and her head was lying just on top of my little didi! It was uncomfortable to say the least as my dick was in an awkard position when I had a hard on and with the weight of her head lying on it, made it even more uncomfortable.

    But I was beyond caring… I allowed my hand to roam all over her chest, feeling for her nipples through the bra while thinking of inserting my fingers under her bra to play with the slowly hardening nipples.

    And then she stirred a bit and I quickly withdrew my hand from her breast. I think my hard dick was poking her head and caused her some discomfort. She adjusted her head position, all this while eyes still closed. I took the chance to adjust my cock so that it was in a more natural position and just when I got it in position, with the erect cock lying flat on my stomach rather than pointing downwards and sideways, she moved again!

    This time, she adjusted herself to face me, her unopened eyes mere inches from my hot throbbing cock! I was wearing pants and boxers that day and through the relatively thin material, I can feel the heat of her breath on my crotch. Its too late now, my big head have long ceased to be functioning, its all the little head thinking now. and he wants out of the confines of my pants and underwear.

    I began to slowly unzip my pants and adjust my boxers such that my dick is peeking out of the front opening… inches from her face. I can feel her breath on my dick much better now…

    -End of Part 3-

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    Chapter #4

    wOO… TS getting ready for a CIM or BJ from a sleeping beauty??

    justify my guessing & cont wif ur instalments~~ keke

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    Chapter #5

    waiting for your next update……………. I also have my stories to tell regarding ah lians….. will write on one soon

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    Chapter #6

    With my dick free from the confines of my pants, I was enjoying the rhythm of her breathing and the powerful throbbing of my cock. Greedy for more, I began adjusting my dick using my free hand (the other hand was now on her shoulder to prevent her from sliding off if the taxi were to brake suddenly again) and began rubbing it on her face, nose and partially parted lips. I was so aroused that I could see that my dick head was coated with pre-cum and I was coating her face with it! I was leaving behind streaks of glistening juice all over her. And all this time, she was blissfully unaware of what I was doing, eyes closed and slow steady breathing. It was illicit, exciting and satisfying to know that I’m doing this to a girl of a rival gang member.

    The taxi driver must have heard my heavy breathing because I realised that he was starting to glance into the rear view mirror more and more often. Not wanting to get caught, I quickly and reluctantly shoved my cock back into my pants and zipped up. I was near to her place already anyway. As we turned into the carpark, I shook her awake and pushed her up to a sitting position. She was still asleep. I paid the taxi driver and noticed that the driver was giving ‘S’ a once over as he was facing me. He gave me a knowing look and a sly smile. I smiled back in return. grabbed my change and bundled her out of the cab.

    She stumbled out and I was grabbing on to her, guiding her towards the void deck. As I half drag, half carried her, she began to stir.

    “Eh lao gong, I dun want to go up yet.” She mumbled. I was surprise that even now she is still calling me ’lao gong’.

    Me: " Ok ok, then where you want to go, sit down at stone table first."

    S: “Dun want, I want to go playground there.” she pointed towards the playground not far away.

    Me: " Ok ok, you can walk there yourself or need me to hold you?" I was hoping for her to request for help so I have more chance to hold her.

    S: “dun want. I can walk myself.”

    Bummer. As I was walking beside her while she stumbled along I noticed that the black stretchy pants she was wearing was lower on one side, revealing a pair of red satin-like material panties. Damn it… even at that age, I have a distinct dislike for women who wears mis-matched lingerie. (I hate it so much that there were times I get turned off by the sight of such un-coordinated ‘dressing’. I mean, I’m okay with dowdy lingerie if they are matching. But different colours? Com’on!)

    As I was staring at her underwear, she stumbled and almost fell. I grabbed her just in time. As I was just slightly behind her, I grabbed her from behind and this time round, I did it on purpose and placed both my hands over her chest.

    “LAO GONG!!! PAIN LEH!” I had grabbed too hard.

    “KNN! I saved you still dare to complain! You want to fall down then fall down lah!”

    She struggled free and wordlessly climbed up the slide and laid down there and lit a menthol light. I went over and sat beside her, lighting up at the same time. Feeling more sober, She asked, " lao gong, just now I got vomit or not ah? How come got one funny smell?"

    Damn… it must have been my pre-cum on her face. And under the streetlight glow, I indeed see the dried streaks of my cum on her face.

    “Ya lah! You puke also dun know ah!”

    S: “Dun know lah… I very high just now, you lah! Make me drink 3 shots at one go, want to make me drunk than get your friends to ‘bai roti’ me is it?”

    I was taken aback be the way she suggested that I intended to get her drunk before gang banging her together with my friends.

    “No lah! You siao ah?! I want to sleep with girls no need to do this kind of tactic one okay?”

    S: “Ok lah, I trust you. Anyway, I know I am safe because my sisters all with me just now. "

    Me: " Oei, you kena “bai roti” before is it?”

    S: “I dun want to tell you, wait you gian!”

    Little did she know that I already have a raging hard-on since the cab ride. I asked again… “Tell me lah… I want to know…”

    She was beginning to slide down the slide and tucking her knees in, she pushed herself up, revealing even more of her underwear, and began to tell her story…

    -End of Part 4-

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    Chapter #7

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    n8250

    Keep up the good work.

    Up you 3 green peas….

    Thanks for the points! Will be writing part 5 soon!

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