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After proclaiming his love for her again, he sat next to her and started grabbing her breasts while she tried to fend off his advances by slapping his nasty hands away. She started to cry and she screamed at him to stop and let her go at the top of her voice. But nobody could hear her. They were all alone.
Of course her actions enraged him! He pushed her down onto the leather sofa again, sat on her thighs and started to rip her top apart with his bare hands. Then he removed her brassiere forcefully and started to cover her breasts with his mouth. She did not like that feeling. He was licking her nipples and she felt ticklish instead. He was also sucking her breasts hard and she felt painful like a pinch.
She felt helpless. Her arms were weakened from fighting against his strong and tight restrain. She could not get up from that heavy man weighing down on her lower torso. The only thing she could still do was to sob at the top of her voice.
After he had enough of fiddling with her breasts, he proceeded to unzip her jeans and forcefully pull it down. He tried to kick his hands away but her legs were almost numbed by his weight resting on her legs. He then forcefully removed her panty.
Somehow, even though she was not enjoying a single moment of that, she told me her pussy felt wet. She told me it was a physiological thing but she was not even sure why her pussy turned wet at that time.
He stood up and started removing his business shirt, pants and underwear. She could still vividly remember that smirk on his face when he was undressing. She said it was so evil. She hated that look. And she wondered aloud what she had done in her previous life to suffer such fate.
At that point of time, she was tremendously upset and confused. She just laid on that leather sofa and her mind was an utter blank and senselessly numbed. Seeing her confused state and non-action, he proceeded to split her legs apart and forced his dick into her pussy.
Yikes! In a flash, her mind returned to reality! The pain in her pussy was so excrutiating that she felt like a knife being stabbed into her heart!
At this point of time, we were almost reaching the car park. She broke down and sobbed on my shoulder. I put my arm around her waist. There were people nearby and we attracted their attention. I felt a bit embarrassed when those strangers put their focus on us, as if I was bullying her and making her upset. I told her that people around were looking at us so we better get back into her car.
She nodded her head and her sobs turned into muter weeps. She reached for her car key inside her Prada handbag. “Tweep” went the car alarm system. I volunteered to drive instead since she was in a very bad state of mind. She agreed. I opened the front passenger seat door and she got in. I slammed the door shut, walked over to the opposite side and got into the driver’s seat.
I had long wanted to drive an expensive car, such as a BMW. That was a lucky opportunity for me to realise my dream, albeit at the expense of her past misery. It was a warm and humid evening. I started the car and tried to turn on the air-conditioning unsuccessfully. I was fumbling with the dials and appeared sheepish. Her weeps turned into laughter. She taught me how to turn on the air-conditioning and explained the operations of the central console unit of her BMW.
For a change, her teary look turned into a relaxed smile. I reached for the tissue box at the dashboard and passed her a piece of tissue paper. She wiped her almost dried up tears away from her eyes and cheeks and commented that she felt very touched by my concern and sensitivity. I was glad that the recount of her ordeal had ended, albeit prematurely. Personally, I was feeling disgusted by her rape recount.
I had the impression that our evening together was coming to an end but boy, I was so wrong…
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I had the impression that our evening together was coming to an end but boy, I was so wrong…
how wrong is it cher?
pls carry on, very very steam already
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I had the impression that our evening together was coming to an end but boy, I was so wrong because what awaited me was… more action!
Now that I was the one behind the steering wheel, I felt I was in good control of the situation. Not wanting to betray my evil thoughts on her, I kindly asked her if she would like me to drive her home in her car. She laughed and asked me how were I to go home? I told her I could always take a taxi home. I meant, how big can Singapore be, as compared to China? It would definitely not cost me a limb to take a taxi home.
She told me she would like to go for a drink and asked me if I had any place to recommend. I enjoyed that jazz bar at Westin Stamford. It was a nice and relaxing place to chill. So I shared with her about that place. She agreed and I drove there in her white BMW.
Although I possessed a driving licence, I did not own a car then. I usually refreshed myself driving somebody elses’ car. That was my first time driving such an expensive car (and furthermore it was not mine) so naturally, I was very careful driving the Beemer. Careful was a nicer word to describe the way I drove. Slow (like a snail) was the word she used to describe. I was quite annoyed by her remarks that I drove like a snail so I stepped on the accelerator hard and we could feel the car surging forward like a raging bull. The next moment I knew, I was driving the car like Michael Schumacher, speedily weaving in and out of the slower moving vehicles along East Coast Parkway (ECP). While I felt like a hero, I thought she felt like I was a crazy horse! We attracted lots of attention from other motorists, including the men in white!
I heard the siren from another white BMW and I saw it appearing in my rear mirror and my left winged mirror. I quickly slowed down. It pulled alongside my left (at the middle lane) and the traffic police who was driving gestured his right hand at me, signalling me to pull over at the highway road shoulder. I turned on my left signal indicator and stopped by the road shoulder with my hazard lights turned on. My legs were trembling then because I knew I was in deep shit. I turned left to look at her and she was smiling at me. She told me not to worry and that everything would be fine. She leaned forward and kissed my lips.
I opened the door and stepped out of the car. The traffic policemen greeted me and one of them explained to me my offence. After explaining the fine and demerit points I would be getting, I signed on the summon and returned to the car. She took the summon slip from my hand, took a look at it and commented that she would pay for my fine but there was nothing she could do about my demerit points. So I started the engine, thanked her for footing my fine and continued our journey.
Perhaps it was a Saturday night. The underground car park at Westin Stamford was quite full, even though it was almost ten o’clock and the shopping mall was closed. After driving round and round looking for a vacant parking lot, I found one at a far corner which was quite a distance from the lobby stairway. We walked to the lobby and took the lift to the first floor. Then we took the escalator in the hotel area (since the mall was closed) up to the floor where the jazz bar was.
While we were on the escalator from the first floor to the second floor, I stood on the step below hers and rested my right cheek on her left breast while I placed my arms around her thigh. While we were on the escalator from the second floor to the third floor, she stood on the step below mine and leaned her head against my chest while one of her hand was conveniently placed on my crotch. She moved the hand on my crotch gently and my dick responded positively. She chuckled at the obvious bulge in my pants from the posterior view.
Finally, we reached the jazz bar. It was very crowded and noisy. We were ushered in and we were seated on a sofa at a cosy corner, quite a distance from the stage and not a good view either. She ordered red wine. I told her I was a non-alcoholic so I ordered a mocktail. She laughed at me and teased me if the reason why I did not drink liquor was because I could take advantage of her while she was tipsy and I was sober. I gave her a stern and serious look and told her in a matter-of-fact manner that if both of us drank alcohol, and either one of us got behind the wheel later, and we were stopped at a road block by the traffic police, both of us could land ourselves in prison. She gave me a blank look, blinked her eyes twice and momentarily appeared speechless in a daze. She recovered soon and thanked me for being so thoughtful and considerate. I could still remember that look on her face. It was best described as a “stone” look!
While waiting for our drinks, I shared with her how much I enjoyed that place and how wonderful the jazz songs and music played by the resident jazz band was. Our drinks were served. I proposed a toast to her to forget all her past, unhappy memories. At that point, the house music faded and the jazz band was introduced onto the stage. I put my right arm around her shoulder while holding her left hand with my left hand. She leaned her head to her left and rested on my right shoulder. The jazz songs and music played by the resident band were wonderful and we enjoyed every single note. We felt so relaxed and chilled, and she let out a yawn.
She gestured to me to move my butt towards the side of the sofa. She proceeded to remove her jacket. Next, she laid down on the sofa and placed her head on my lap. She covered her body with her jacket like a blanket. I spotted an opportunity. That was it!
I moved my hand underneath the jacket and reached for…
(to be continued…)
another nice story from another bro
steel tent has been pitched awaiting for the next chapter
carry on
I moved my hand underneath the jacket and reached for her boobs beneath her top and brassiere. Her nipples were already erected. I twiddled it with my index fingers and I could hear her let out a soft moan, despite the loud jazz music played by the band. I cupped my hand on her breast and moved my hand in a circular motion while my finger continued to tickle her nipples. Her eyes were closed and I could see her feeling the excitement through the occasional raising of her eyebrows.
I thought she could not take it anymore. She moved her body position a little, with her back facing the outside. Discreetly, she positioned her hand on my crotch and felt the bulge caused by my erected dick. She felt my crotch for about 2 minutes or so while I played with her breasts. She stopped and whispered into my ears to adjourn to another quieter place. I thought to myself - more action to come!
We finished our drinks. She gestured for the waitress to bring the bill over and reached inside her Prada handbag. She had a wallet inside and I could see that she had quite a few credit cards. She made her mind up which credit card to use and passed it to the waitress when she arrived with the bill. After signing it, we left the jazz bar and headed straight to the washroom first.
She entered the Ladies while I entered the Gents. Women usually take a longer time in the Ladies. I was done faster so I waited outside for her. I noticed that there was a toilet for the handicapped right in the middle between the Ladies and Gents. An evil thought transpired. I opened the door and checked out the toilet inside. It was spacious. There was a steel handle next to the toilet bowl. It looked very clean.
The moment she walked out of the Ladies, I held her hand and led her into the handicap toilet. She was puzzled initially when I opened the door and led her inside. Upon seeing the toilet interior, she displayed a naughty smile and understood my intention. I latched the door behind. She double-checked that the door was locked by trying to open it.
She walked towards the wash basin and put her handbag on the vanity top. She looked into the mirror. I walked towards her and stood behind her. I hugged her from her back and kissed her cheek. She turned her body around and we started frenching each other. Again, like our earlier encounter at East Coast Park, I felt like a battle of the tongues! I removed her jacket and placed it on the vanity top while we were still locking tongues. I unbuttoned her white blouse with blue stripes and removed it completely. I could see that she was wearing a nice, lacy, cream-coloured brassiere. I could not see the colour of her brassiere earlier because it was too dark in the park. I unbuckled it from her back and removed it completely.
I stopped frenching her and took a nice, long and good look at her breasts. It was big, rounded, firm and beautiful! Her pinkish nipples were small and looked like erasers on the top of a pencil. Her areolae were not big either and light brownish. Overall, I must confess that she had the best boobs I had ever seen and it made me so horny!
I began licking her nipples and areolae, working slowly and lightly. Next, I opened my mouth as big as I could to engulf her breast. I sucked her breast gently and lightly, applying enough pressure for her to feel the sensation, using the same blowjob action. I could feel her back arching and hear her moan getting louder. As I was working on her breasts, I started taking off my shirt and pants, leaving just my underwear intact.
Next, my tongue moved slowly down to her belly button while my hands started pushing her tailored black pants down to her knees. She took the initiative to remove her pants but leaving her panty on. I guessed she wanted me to leave the honour of removing her panty to me.
As I were about to pull her cream-coloured panty (it was a matching set with her brassiere) down, she stopped me and led me to the toilet bowl. She put the seat cover down and sat on it. Her hands started stroking my crotch. She commented that she guessed I had a big dick due to the enormous bulge she could see from the posterior view of my underwear. I asked her why bother to guess when she could simply reveal the answer!
Anticipating with unabated breathe, she pulled my underwear down to my knees and my erected penis sprang out like a jack-in-a-box…
Anticipating with unabated breathe, she pulled my underwear down to my knees and my erected penis sprang out like a jack-in-a-box right in front of her face! She commented that my dick had a big mushroom head! She asked me if I knew that such a dick could provide enormous pleasure to women. Of course deep in my heart I knew it but I feigned ignorance. I told her to try it out and let me know if my dick had brought her enormous pleasure as she claimed!
She led me to the toilet bowl and put the seat cover down. She sat on the toilet seat cover and started performing fellatio on me. She started licking my mushroom head in a circular motion. Next she licked my balls and moved the tip of her tongue up my shaft, giving me a ticklish but tingling sensation. She proceeded to engulf both my balls inside her mouth while her tongue was licking inside. She started to suck my balls hard and I stopped her because it was rather painful. I told her to take it easy. She claimed that she had not have sex for a long time so she was getting excited with having the chance.
Next, she moved the tip of her tongue up my shaft again and engulfed my mushroom head inside her mouth. She started deep-throat blowing and stopped momentarily periodically to lick my mushroom head. All these while, I was feeling so horny that I kept caressing her breasts and tweaking her nipples while she gave my dick a blowjob.
Her suction was so strong and sensational. I could not take it anymore and I shot my sperm inside her mouth. She slowed down her fellatio and swallowed my sperm. Then she moved over to the basin and rinsed her mouth with the tap water. She returned and sat on the toilet seat cover. She held onto my cheeks and we started frenching again. Then I started moving my tongue down and worked on her breasts. I licked her breasts using my tongue in a circular motion and sucked her breasts gently like performing fellatio while licking her nipples. She moaned and commented that I sure knew how to stimulate a woman’s breasts.
Next, she pushed my head southwards. I got the hint. I performed cunnilingus on her. I used my both thumbs to spread her labia aside so that her clitoris was exposed. I proceeded to use the tip of my tongue to tickle her clitoris. While doing that, I could hear her moans getting louder and her body arching like a cat. Next, I increase the intensity by using the blade of my tongue to lick her clitoris hard. My tongue also moved to the opening of her pussy. I gently stuck my tongue inside her pussy and I could feel her quivering. While my tongue was inside her pussy, I allowed my tongue to explore by circulating my tongue round and round.
I decided to finger her pussy. While my tongue was stimulating her clitoris, I inserted my index and middle fingers inside her pussy. She was very, very wet! Her cum juice was flowing out as my fingers emerged from her pussy. The sound of her wet pussy while I was fingering her made me so horny. I tried to touch the anterior wall of her pussy and felt something rough and grainy. Her reaction was instantaneous! She let out a loud moan! I knew it! I have found her G-spot!
I used the tip of my finger to gently stroke her G-spot while my tongue continued to lick her clitoris. I used my other hand to tweak her nipples. Her pussy became wetter and wetter. Suddenly, her moaning turned to silence. She arched her body backwards and quivered hard. A large amount of her cum juice flowed out as my fingers emerged from her pussy. I knew she just experienced an orgasm.
She started regaining her breathe. Huffing and puffing, she claimed that she had not climaxed for such a long time and it was the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced.
By then, my dick had recovered and was super hard on again. I tried to insert my dick into her wet pussy but…
(to be continued…)