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Romany
Please carry on. Thanks.
Bro Romany…thanks for the support..cheers
Bros and Sis,
Self have been tied up with work so had to postpone my second outing with Sweetie…but have been chatting with her on MSN everyday. We came up with the idea of she writing her own version of our first outing.
The following is all her effort…her ‘virgin’ attempt at writing…keke… Sweetie is worried that you all might find it boring.. but I told her to just write how she felt.
So here goes:
Sweetie – The Beginnings
I have always been an avid reader, so I actually find it a pleasure (sometimes amusing.. kekeke) reading the numerous threads in SBF.
A couple of months ago, I happened to come across Edd’s story about him and his Baby. I remember getting rather turned on after just reading the first 3 pages of his thread.. thinking at the same time, “Wow.. 42 years old? Hee.. if he is like my 小舅, I wouldn’t mind, man..” My小舅 is almost 50 but is one man who has aged nicely over the years, kind of like George Clooney..
Oh yes… SUAVE is the word to summarise him.
So anyway, I religiously followed through all updates posted by that ‘uncle’ (keke..ok ok…dear…don’t be angry hor), sometimes getting so horny that I have to finger myself..
When I read about the lost foetus, I wept. Probably because I am a mother too. I could imagine the pain that he and his Baby must have felt at that time. The intensity of their relationship reminded me of my own.. One fine day, I suddenly had the urge to post some words of encouragement (hehe.. what to do.. I’m just
such
a sweet, nice person.. lol). Maybe he could somehow sense the underlying emotions from my words, I don’t know.. but he pm-ed me with a short message. I replied and asked him for advice on how to deal with my situation.. and the next thing I knew, we were chatting on MSN as though we had known each other for a long time.
Sometimes, I really trust my instincts. After chatting with him for a mere few hours, my instincts told me that this was someone whom I could trust with my secrets. Don’t ask me how I knew, though.. it is hard to explain a woman’s instincts. Which was why, when he asked if I was on Facebook, I only hesitated for a moment before adding him. Just so you know, I may have close to 200 friends in my Facebook account, but I also happen to know every single one of them. I’m not one of those who approve every friend request they receive. (I know, I’m a bitch, so sue me.)
But I felt like I had to say something.. I told him, “I am not your type lah.. your Baby is so slim..”
He said instead, “You are beautiful.”
It is not so much about the words. I can’t really explain it.. but he gave me the feeling that he meant them, not because he wanted to hook up or anything like that.
I cannot remember at what point we agreed to meet. I guess, when you get along so well with someone over just MSN, you would want to chat with each other face-to-face, wouldn’t you? And we could really chat about anything under the sun. Everything, in fact. I told him stuffs that I would never ever tell someone whom I have just gotten to know. We found that we are similar in many ways – similar ‘situation’.. dog lovers.. smokers.. tattoo on our bodies.. the love for thrill and excitement.. even our birth dates fall under the same astrological sign, which means we are similar in temperament as well. How many opportunities in our lives do we get to know someone like that?
When the cab that I was in pulled up at the sidewalk where he was waiting, I thought, “Wah.. really an uncle leh..” (kekeke..)
However, first impressions are deceiving most of the time. Just like people who don’t really know me, think that I’m very decent because, well, I look decent. I quite like it this way, actually.. hehe.. One ex had told me before, “You look decent, but you talk cheeky.. men can’t help but wonder how you are like in bed.”.
Well……
To be continued…
Story as told by Sweetie - The First Meeting
I think the first thing Edd said to me, after I had alighted from the cab, was, “How?.. Really uncle hor?”
I burst out laughing. Then, not wanting to lie, I took a better look at him.
“Hmm.. actually, not really lah.. but not exactly early 30s also loh.. hahahaha..” Just like what Edd had mentioned in his first post, there was no ice to break at all.
We walked up the short flight of stairs leading to his LDF and sat down at his favourite table. At a first glance round the surroundings, I was surprised that it was right smacked in the midst of a HDB estate, with a MSCP nearby some more.. duh…
But it’s true that it is really the company that counts. The dowdy MSCP ceased to matter as the sun set…as night descended…as the music got a little louder.
When the waitress approached with the bottle of wine and 2 glasses, I couldn’t help myself and turned to Edd. “Aiya.. I don’t do wine leh.. thought I told you that?”
Edd – “Huh? When did you tell me that? Then what do you drink? Hard liquor ah?”
Me – “Beer loh..”
Edd – “Aiyo, even worse! Don’t drink beer la, will have beer belly leh.. Try this wine, it’s not bad.”
Me – “Eh.. okay..” I took a sip apprehensively. My eyes literally lit up, “Mmm…it’s really not bad leh!” Took a second sip. “It’s nice!” I beamed at him.
It was a cosy place with a nice ambience, Edd’s LDF. I could smell the faint scent of the wet grass, the kind that comes after a rain.
Me – “The DJ here has great taste.. 80s music rocks!”. I smiled at Edd.
And so we chatted. You know how it is when 2 people who love to talk come together? They try to outdo each other with their anecdotes, and they get louder as the night gets darker.. lol..
When the waitress asked if we wanted a second bottle of wine, I think I might have been a bit over zealous when I said “Ok, sure!” (sorry la, dear.. I’m not used to drinking wine mah.. you gotta teach me, okie?). Then Edd’s handphone rang. He glanced at the caller ID, and exchanged a look with me. Somehow, even without his saying it, I knew it was Baby on the line. He answered the call and started chatting with her, as I lit a cigarette and sipped more wine.
And then it happened. I felt a ‘woooooo’ in my head and suddenly I couldn’t seem to keep it balanced – it actually started to feel heavy.
Damn… I must have downed the wine too quickly… ok ok.. steady… don’t close my eyes… don’t close my eyes…
I closed my eyes shut.
Damn.
Lifted my left arm and rested my elbow on the armrest of my seat.. supporting my seemingly heavier head with my left hand. Even with my eyes closed, I felt as though I was spinning.
This is not good.
Opened my eyes slowly and looked around.
Even worse. Oh, damn.
I glanced at Edd, who was seated at my 10 o’clock, facing me. He was still on the line. Suddenly, I felt like I was spinning again and a wave of nausea hit the back of my throat. I instinctively grabbed hold of his left thigh for support, just as he was about to end the conversation.
Ooh..firm thigh..
He leaned towards me and asked…
Erm… Actually, I can’t remember what he asked. Something about getting tipsy. My head was spinning, remember? But I caught his next question as he looked into my eyes..
To be continued..
Bro Ed, you’re a master in descriptive narrations! And a truly wonderful surprise to get sis Sweetie to share hers with all of us, kudos to you both!! Have a wonderful weekend ahead and looking forward to more of your sharing, cheers bro & sis ……………
Hi Sis Sweetie, welcome to the forum and your virgin post is good so do continue but may I made a suggestion, that you write your post under your account name so that we can up your points and also in the forum we can expect to read both Male and Female versions of the experience and I bet This is sure to be the one and only Thread that have both Male and Female versions
Keep it up !!
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Ravenzou
Hi Sis Sweetie, welcome to the forum and your virgin post is good so do continue but may I made a suggestion, that you write your post under your account name so that we can up your points and also in the forum we can expect to read both Male and Female versions of the experience and I bet This is sure to be the one and only Thread that have both Male and Female versions
Keep it up !!
Hi Bro Ravenzou,
It’s Sweetie here.. thanks for your kind encouragement!
Actually, I had never thought that I would be posting anything in this thread, so the idea is to keep my identity secret (for now).
Appreciate your nice gesture to up my points, but I guess that’s not really important to me at this juncture, as long as we all have fun here.
So stay tuned for the last part, which I’m struggling to complete (really take my hat off all those who keep up with their storytelling all the way).. hope you like what we have here.
Cheers!
Sweetie
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Originally Posted by
FrOsTy-CoLd
hi, maybe bro edd and sis sweetie would want to keep her identity a secret.
Well, Sis sweetie, want us to guess who the lady samster is.
Hi Sis FrOsTy-CoLd, thanks for the kind understanding.
Well, sure.. you are all welcome to make your guesses!
Cheers!
Sweetie
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Originally Posted by
fiendster
Hmmm, u sharing account with bro Eddie? Anyway, Sweetie 1 simple word of compliment. Thanks for open minded to share the secret rendezvous over here.
I have already bookmarked Baby’s thread and yours will be second that I am bookmarking now. Awaiting for nice updates ahead.
I hope to up u but I lost my points as my old account was dead and this is a new account.
Regards,
fiendster
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Hi bro fiendster,
Nope, I am not sharing account with Edd.. just that I am responding to some of your questions since they are addressed to me. I have my own account around here.
Appreciate the thought but don’t worry about it, just knowing that you like our story is rewarding enough!
Am posting the last part of our first meeting in a short while.. hope you like it.
Cheers!
Sweetie
Story as told by Sweetie - The First Meeting (cont’d)
But I caught his next question as he looked into my eyes.
“May I kiss you?”
I smiled and leaned towards him as his face inched closer to mine. The second our lips touched, something ignited between us, and the kiss intensified instantly.
In that moment, the armrest between us seemed cumbersome. I couldn’t help but wished that it would somehow melt away or something. As our lips learnt the contours of each other’s mouths, our tongues sparred and tasted of sweetness.. passion.. and urgency..
My fingers traced the outline of his jaw.. he had his hand at the back of my neck.. we couldn’t seem to get close enough to each other..
At one point, he broke the kiss.
Edd - “Think we better get you home.”
Me – “I can’t go home like this.”
Not when I’m so tipsy.
Edd – “Ok.. let’s get a room to take a rest then.”
I nodded my head lightly in agreement.
He made a couple of calls and told me there seemed no room available. Then another wave of nausea hit me, and I decided I needed the toilet before everything came out.
Stood up from our seats and Edd walked me inside the bar. The thing about me is, no matter how high and tipsy I get, I always make it a point to appear alright. I have seen enough drunk gals to realise that it is really quite an unpleasant sight when a gal is so drunk that she can’t even hold herself up.
And so, I walked slowly. If not for the fact that I was channeling all my energy to keeping the load that was threatening to come out from the back of my throat, I would have found it amusing.. as Edd was carrying my bag in one hand, and holding my arm with his other hand.
I feel like an old lady.
Once we were inside the toilet, I released the first load of puke into the basin. Edd warned, “Not here, dear.. the toilet bowl..”
Oh yes.
More puke came out. Wow.. this is the first time so much puke came out without much effort on my part. I felt much better immediately.
I turned back to Edd and he held my waist.. and we resumed our kiss..
This time round, there was no object of hindrance in-between us. He leaned his back against the basin, and I leaned in against his body.. raised my arms and circled round his neck.
And we started frenching. Urgently. He teased me with his tongue…my tongue teased him back…he sucked on my lips…I sucked on his tongue…I felt his hands move across my back…down to my butt…he squeezed my butt cheeks and I got wilder…oooh…I love aggressive men…I wanted to feel his body…
Somehow, sanity returned and Edd whispered that he would wait outside for me. We exchanged a smile before I closed the door. And threw up the last load of puke.
Yikes.
I felt much more sober when I opened the door and saw Edd waiting outside. We left the bar and walked along a bridge. Halfway, turned to each other and started frenching again…my teeth caught his lower lip and I tugged at it lightly….his hands roamed to my butt cheeks again and were feeling them up…I felt his fingers running along my butt crack and I clenched my butt instinctively…
Damn.. too many passersby on the bridge..
We continued walking and reached the end of the bridge to wait for a cab. Turned to each other and continued frenching again. Mmmm…he tasted so good…
A cab turned in and he flagged it.
Damn.. why does one appear when you least need it??
Edd opened the door and asked if he could board it first. I agreed readily since I hate to move across the backseat when I’m in dresses or skirts.
Once I closed the door shut and the cab started moving, I realised why he wanted to sit right behind the driver. Notti man…tsk tsk…
He put his left arm round my shoulders and pulled me towards him, his mouth closing in on mine again…his hands roaming all over my back…I clinged on to him and frenched him back desperately…his hands moved lower and caressed my butt cheeks through my dress…ran his fingers up and down my butt crack…my butt muscles clenched and unclenched involuntarily…my dress shifted in the motions and I felt its edge inch up along my left thigh…
I want more.
In between our kisses, he whispered, “Blow for me..”
I smiled and continued kissing him, while my left hand moved down to touch his dick tentatively…..brushing my thumb across the top…..caressing the underside softly…..
My head descended slowly…..and my mouth engulfed his hardening dick in one smooth move…..stroking the length of it with my tongue…..felt his fingers comb through my hair, holding my head in place……
Wow…it’s so smooth when there’re no hairs in the way…Mmmmmm……
My tongue swirled and circled his dick..…tugged it softly…..and then I started moving my head up and down……slowly……quickly……slowly……quickly……slowed down and sucked it gently…then just as I felt his fingers probing for my anal…..I sucked harder……
Suddenly, the cab driver coughed, jolting us back to our senses.. keke.. oopsss..
I moved up and we continued frenching…..my left hand caressing his dick..…he slipped his hand into the top of my dress…..into my bra…..brushed his fingers across my left nipple…..and started fondling my breast…..ooohhh….aaahhh….
I want more……more……
I slipped my left hand under his polo tee…..
ohhh
….his skin was
soooo
smooth…..moved my hand up his chest….brushed my fingers across his right nipple….
Mmmm
….it was taut and erected…..started flicking my thumb across it……flick, flick, flick…..moved my kisses along his cheek….to his left ear…..and nibbled his ear lobe…..heard his soft moans……Mmmm…..so arousing……
“Put it back, dear” I whispered, as I noticed the cab approaching my estate…he smiled and zipped up his fly discreetly. We kissed and chatted till the cab reached near my place, a block away.
On the way to my block, just as we walked past a pillar… he leaned in and we kissed …
When I got into the lift and said “good night” to him, just as the door was closing, his hand zoomed in and activated the sensor to open the door again…stepped in to give me a kiss on my lips…we smiled at each other, and said our goodbyes…
Till the next time… if there is one…
Bro and Sis…thanks for the support of this thread of sweetie and me…I will be writing our story for our next meeting…as sweetie is straggling and having “stress” in writing…keke
Sweetie…to be honest…you write very well…even when I read…eager to know what’s next lei…keke….