Me: Sheesh. Could you put on some clothes?
A: You’re no fun.
Me: I don’t even know why you’re flirting with me.
A: Am I? I’m only asking if I’m too pale…
Me: Yes you are. You need a nice tan.
A: Ok. The sun looks good anyway.
She put on a bathrobe and was about to secure the front when Derek walked in.
D: Oh my god Amanda. That’s a pretty nice rack you’ve got there. Wait a minute, did you change while he was in here? Wow bro.
Me: Er.
A: I was wearing the bikini under my clothes.
D: Right…
A: Really…
D: Well, you should dress up more often. Show off that beautiful bod of yours.
I wondered if she was blushing.
D: Well I’ll leave you two love birds alone. I’m off. My spare keys on the table. I think you know where the pool is.
Me: How about the gym?
D: It’s at the club house behind the pool. Bring a towel and wear proper shoes.
Me: Alright.
D: Well, enjoy yourselves. No hanky panky please. Especially on my bed.
Me: Very funny.
D: I’ll be back by five or so. And I’ll need help starting the fire. You were from a uniformed group right?
Me: Yeah. Fires not a problem.
D: Alright then.
Derek then came up to me and whispered into my ear.
D: Condoms are in my bottom drawer of the computer table. But please don’t do it on my bed…
I punched him on the shoulder and he laughed.
D: See ya.
A: What did he say?
Me: Erm. Condoms are in his drawer. Don’t do it on his bed.
A: Well that’s nice of him. I’ve got my own condoms anyway. And his beds pretty cool to be having sex on…
Me: Oh I bet it is.
A: Well, I’m gonna tan. You coming?
Me: I’m gonna hit the gym first. I’ll see you at the pool?
A: Sure. You grab his keys? I’m not bringing a bag.
Me: Alright.
Amanda headed to the pool while I went in search of the gym. I headed to the changing room before that to change into my gym attire.
As I rummaged through my bag. I realised that I had brought my tights instead of my swimming trunks. Not that it mattered anyway. I wore my tights underneath my shorts and headed to the gym.
It was a total disappointment. The machines were relatively outdated pulley-based shared weights system. And the heaviest free weights were 5kg. And the bench looked like some cheap thing that you bought from Aibi. Basically, as Derek described, a typical condo gym. No wonder there was no one there.
I did a few sets of whatever machine-based exercises there was and totally ignored the free weights. Once I get a reasonable sweat going, I decided to join Amanda at the pool.
I packed my things and proceeded to the pool.
It was seriously the first time I was seeing so much of her, and it was a far cry from her usual conservative dressing. I wondered if she was flirting with me, or if she was just really comfortable around me. Considering that she was partially dressed in Derek’s room with him around, I guess she was probably just comfortable around us.
I found her at one of the deck chairs soaking up the sun while lying face up. A face towel shielded her face. I stood there admiring her body in her near nakedness. The sun had really given her a pretty nice colour. She was pretty curvy, and her legs were toned yet slim. Her tummy was flat, despite her pregnancy, and I could not detect any scars so it was probably a natural birth. Her skin was practically flawless. Her luscious globes sat perfectly on her chest, not sagging at all despite the breastfeeding. I wondered if she had been a model before. I watched as beads of sweat formed at her neck and trickled down her cleavage and down the rest of her body.
Her ex must have been a total dumbass to be sleeping around while she was pregnant.
I decided to take a dip in the pool to cool off and try to dispel any naughty thoughts.
I removed my shirts and singlet and placed them on the deck chair beside her. I slowly slid into the cold water of the pool and splashed some on myself to cool my burning skin.
Amanda suddenly called out.
A: Hey. When you’re done could you help me do my back?
Me: Sure.
Whatever naughty thoughts that were washed away by the cooling chlorinated water instantly came flooding back into my big head as the blood rushed into the small one. I regretted my decision to wear tights.
I tried to delay the inevitable by soaking in the pool a little longer, even submerging myself underwater and holding my breath a few times while willing the stupid erection to go away. None of it worked.
A: Hey. You coming out yet? I can’t reach my back.
Me: Coming.
So I reluctantly got out of the pool. It did not help that my tights practically magnified my erection. Thankfully, even though it was a Friday afternoon, there was no one else at the pool except for Amanda and myself.
Me: Ok. I’m here.
She removed her face towel and sat up, instantly catching sight of my raging hardon.
A: Someones horny…
Me: Erm.
A: You’re doing this on purpose right?
Me: What?
She stretched, showing off her round bouncy tits to me. This time, if I was not wearing tights, it might just have popped out.
Amanda flipped over and lay down on the deck chair, her boobs spilling to the sides. More stirring occured below.
A: Do me.
Me: Now? Here?
A: Haha. I meant my back.
Me: Oh…
I picked up the bottle of suntan oil and sprayed it onto my hands the way Tanya taught me before slowly rubbing it onto Amanda’s skin, giving her a shoulder and back massage as well.
A: Ohh…That feels good…
I continued rubbing more oil into her arms, upper and lower back, going under the bikini string instead of untying it but it was getting a little irritating.
Me: May I?
A: Hmm?
Amanda seemed to have fallen asleep.
Me: May I untie your bikini? Unless you want a nice tan line.
A: Woah. Are you gonna ask if you can remove the bottom as well?
Me: Huh? Er. Of course not! Unless you want to?
A: Crazy. But you may untie the top, just make sure you are around to help me tie it back.
Me: Ok.
I slowly undid the top and let it fall to her sides. Big mistake. Two in fact. If I was still a virgin, I might have just came in my tights. The bikini barely covered her assets in the first place and now that it was untied, I got a generous eye feast of side boob. Amanda realised this and moved up slightly to push her boobs in, giving me a split second view of her nice brown nipples.
A: Carry on.
I slowly and deliberately rubbed more oil onto her lower back and ribcage area in smooth strokes.
A: I think I need to tan more often.
Me: Why?
A: Because you’re damn good at this. Had a lot of practice?
Me: Just once. And who says I’m gonna do this for you again?
A: Hmmm. Never mind then. Just let me enjoy this for now…
I sprayed more oil and started working on her perky butt, massaging it with the palms of my hands. I pushed her bikini bottom into her ass crack to expose more of her butt to the sun.
A: Hey! I don’t like wedgies!
Me: Uneven tan lines…
A: Right. You just need an excuse to touch my ass.
Technically, she was right. I was really enjoying my time there, massaging her beautiful bottom without using my fingers lest she get the wrong impression that I was deliberately violating her. The thought of banging her from behind slowly crept into my mind. My erection was really straining against my tights.
Me: Could you spread your legs a little? I’ll do your thighs.
A: You sure like giving directions…
But she complied anyway.
More oil went onto her thighs as I massaged them. I think I got a little to into it and my finger accidentally brushed against her pussy during one of the strokes. She tensed up for a moment before relaxing.
Me: Sorry.
She did not say anything so I carried on, moving to the other thigh, then on to her calves. I spent slightly more time on her calves, using more force than required, working out the knots in her calf muscles. She started breathing more heavily. I wondered if she was ok.
After another five minutes or so, I moved on to her feet and massaged her soles. She squirmed around for awhile, probably as her feet were ticklish. But once I got into the flow of things, I swear I heard her moaning softly.
When I was done, I washed my hands and settled on the deck chair next to her.
Me: You ok?
A: Never better. Where did you learn that?
Me: Learn what?
A: How to massage a girl.
Me: It’s not hard really. Just need time and patience.
A: Then I guess most guys don’t have the patience.
Me: Perhaps.
A: Could you tie me up?
I did as asked.
A: Although I’m a little reluctant to turn over.
Me: Why?
A: I’m soaked.
Me: Soaked?
A: Erm, very very wet down there. I’m pretty sure it can be seen once I turn over.
Me: Oh. Then just go into the pool. You be all wet anyway.
A: Good idea.
She turned over and true enough, there was a very obvious darker patch on the front of her bikini bottom.
A: Stop staring. It’s embarrassing.
Me: No one asked you to get wet.
A: You were really good. And it’s kind of an automatic reaction. Just like yours.
She looked at my crotch.
A: Oh. It’s gone.
Me: Can be controlled.
A: But seriously you’re only 6.5 inches? It looked way bigger.
Me: I think your perception of size is a little inaccurate.
A: Maybe, but from what I saw just now…
Me: Ok. I admit I got turned on just looking at you.
A: And touching me? Did you like it?
Me: Hey. You practically asked me to touch you. So it’s not counted.
A: But did you like it?
Me: Touching girls?
A: No, touching me.
Me: Well, in a non-sexual way I guess it’s ok.
A: I like guys who don’t take advantage of me.
Me: That’s good to know.
A: It means I can trust them.
Me: So you trust me?
A: Yes. And now I know you can make me feel good without having to resort to sexual means.
Me: That’s good. I think.
A: I think you and I are gonna be great friends.
Me: Sure…
A: Wanna go to the sauna?
Me: Together?
A: Why not?
Me: I don’t think it’s allowed.
A: Really?
Me: The saunas are located in both the changing rooms. Don’t think there’s a communal one.
A: So you come into mine then.
Me: Don’t be mad.
A: Then I’ll go into yours.
Me: That’s even worse.
A: Ok then. I’ll see you in half an hour?
Me: Sure. I’ll just chill here.
A: Ok. Watch my stuff?
Me: Yeah.
She walked off in the general direction of the changing rooms, pulling her bikini bottom out of her ass crack. Suddenly she turned around.
A: You know something?
Me: Yeah?
A: You’re like the gay best friend.
Me: What? I’m not gay.
A: Exactly.
Then she walked off leaving me to ponder on what she meant by that.
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Originally Posted by
youngboy123
Good update bro! Keep it coming.
Just a question, you jumped from the present to your polytechnic days right?
Yup. Trying to remember what exactly happened during those days…
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Originally Posted by
Glen2712
Bro EnigmaofSorrow, hope the info helps.
Gay Best Friend
… typically used by a straight person when referring to someone with whom they have a close simpatico. They click on several levels and have a lot of fun together, sharing of advice, etc. But there is no romantic interest. Can be used across and within genders.
interesting definition bro, but I doubt she meant it that way…
Amanda returned barely 15 minutes later and she was really wet. I mean sweaty.
A: Woah. That was really hot.
Me: It’s a sauna.
A: No really. There was an ang mo lady inside. She kept pouring water. I nearly fainted.
Me: See told you I couldn’t go in with you.
A: You would have enjoyed it. Her bikini was smaller than mine. And her boobs. Woah. Silicone-enhanced. I bet it was at least a 40DD!
Me: What’s your size anyway?
A: Mine? Why do you wanna know?
Me: Just tell me. I realised they are quite a handful as well.
A: You really know how to ask the sensitive questions. 38D.
Me: Wow. How about before the kid?
A: 36B.
Me: You jumped two cup sizes?
A: Yeah. Which is why I try to wear loose clothes now. Quite attention attracting when I’ve got such a big chest when I’m so slim.
Me: Do you work out alot? Your legs are amazing. And that ass…
A: Mostly yoga and pilates. What about my ass?
Me: I’m fantasizing me and you doing it doggy-style.
A: Right. So we can both watch X-files?
She gave me a sly smile.
Me: You know that song too?
A: I think it’s more of my generation than yours.
Me: We’re only about 3 years apart.
A: Still. I thought your generation was more bad techno.
Me: Funny. I don’t enjoy techno.
A: Really?
Me: Yeah. I’m more of a rock person.
A: Like rock-hard?
Me: Wouldn’t you like to find out?
A: Maybe. But you’re the gay best friend remember?
Me: I’m not gay!
A: But if you’re straight and horny you definitely would have tried to grope my chest or finger me just now…
Me: I’m not that kind of person.
A: Really?
Me: Yeah. I’d have to be really really drunk.
A: Actually, me too. The “accident” happened when I was really out of it. Totally forgot to use protection, or ask him to pull out.
Me: You still drink?
A: Not really. It’s not good for the milk.
Me: I’m pretty sure there’s no scientific basis for that.
A: Just what I read. Rather not take the chance.
Me: And yet you smoked…
A: Erm. It was an oversight. Besides I’m trying to wean him off breast milk. He should be drinking formula now.
Me: But breast is best! And yours are… Wow.
A: Are mine the biggest you’ve ever seen? Or touched?
Me: I’ve never touched yours. But in porn of course they’re much bigger.
A: So you like fake boobs?
Me: If they’re nicely done I guess.
A: Oh look! There she is!
I turned to look at the Caucasian lady. Amanda was right. She was huge.
She came up to us.
C: Nice sun today ain’t it?
She sounded English, or perhaps Scottish. I could not tell.
Me: Yeah.
C: You live here?
Me: Friends place. Just chilling.
C: Well, don’t mind me then.
She settled down on the deck chair next to us, her massive chest jiggling.
Me: Oh it’s alright. We were about to leave.
C: Nice chatting with ya.
She popped on a pair of sunglasses and began to soak up the sun as Amanda and I packed our things. As we walked to the lift lobby, Amanda suddenly placed her hand at my crotch.
A: Hey! How come it’s not hard?
Me: I’m not aroused?
A: Seeing boobs like that?
She started rubbing.
Me: But keep that up and I might just cum.
She stopped.
A: From rubbing?
Me: Look at it!
We entered the lift. Blood was rushing to my cock like water leaving the peak of a waterfall.
A: Where?
Suddenly she grabbed my tights and pulled it down, exposing my semi-engorged member.
Me: OIII!!! What if there’s a camera?
A: I still think it’s huge.
I pulled my tights back up, smashing my cock.
Me: Wait till you see Caucasians or African-Americans…
A: I watch some porn too ok? Those are so unrealistic. Don’t you think they get well-endowed actors to perform? It’s so fake.
The lift door opened and we stepped out. I swung my bag to the front to conceal the erection in case any neighbors were around.
Me: Please la. I’m not huge. Really.
A: You’re the biggest I’ve seen up close.
Me: Lucky me then. Or lucky you.
We reached Derek’s unit. His maid was at the door waiting for us.
M: Sir, Mdm, Sir Derek say you use the guest room.
Me: What for?
M: Next to toilet.
A: Oh. Ok.
M: I put towel on bed.
Me: It’s ok. We have our own.
M: Sir Derek say you feel comfortable.
A: We’re fine really.
M: I go buy drink for BBQ.
Me: Ok. Salamat!
His maid seemed surprised but smiled at me then left.
A: You speak Tagalog?
Me: You forgot who I was sleeping with for awhile…
A: Oh yeah. The big breasted horny old lady…
I shut the door.
Me: Very funny.
A: So who’s bigger?
Me: Bigger? You mean breasts?
A: Then? Brains?
Me: Well, erm, can’t really compare…
Amanda lifted her bikini.
Me: Holy fuck shit! Cover yourself! What if someones home?
But in reality I really really wanted to reach out and grab those tits, and plant my mouth on them.
Amanda re-adjusted her bikini.
A: Well?
Me: Erm. Let’s just go to the guest room ok?
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youngboy123
Bro if you read through all 54 pages of his thread you will know that he does not share ctc. And you’re asking for trouble from ts.
Nice one bro. And to reiterate, it’s not because I don’t want to share. But it’s not fair to the girl. Besides, I technically don’t have any fuck buddies now.
And to give the contact of someone from up to 10 years ago is seriously asking for trouble. Thanks for the understanding.
Here’s the next update.
We located the guest room and dumped our stuff.
Amanda fully removed her bathrobe and stood there in her bikini.
A: So? Who’s bigger?
I shut the door and locked it.
Me: Truthfully? She’s bigger.
A: You sure?
Amanda made a movement as if she was totally gonna remove her top but I stopped her.
Me: As much as I’d love to see you naked and touch you all over. It doesn’t feel right. If I gave in to my horniness all the time, I’d lose a lot of female friends, and maybe even end up in jail.
A: Do you have many female friends?
Me: Not really.
A: So what do you have to lose?
Me: Like I said, group dynamics play a part too. I screwed up my education before, I can’t afford the same now. And what if we really did things and something bad happens?
A: Like?
Me: You get pregnant again?
A: Condoms…
Me: Accidents do happen.
A: I’m really surprised. Most of my exes after the kid, two actually, were really nice on the surface, but deep inside all they wanted was sex. You seem different…
Me: I had a very bad breakup with my first girlfriend, learnt about sex from a girl, had an even worse breakup with my second, and gave up the chance to be with a really nice girl. Hell, I even slept with my boss! What kind of a person do you think I felt I was?
A: Normal?
Me: I was disgusted with myself. Maybe it’s every guys fantasy to have a threesome, or sleep with their hot bosses, or see their friends naked, but maybe all I want is a proper relationship? Since I couldn’t get that, I shouldn’t carry on doing stupid things.
A: If she was such a nice girl, why haven’t you made amends?
Me: I’m afraid.
A: You know we’re like in the same situation now?
Me: How so?
A: You hardly spoke to her despite sitting next to each other. You hardly spoke to me about other things besides schoolwork. Then on the day you actually connected, you ended up going pretty far.
Me: We haven’t done anything yet.
A: That’s my point. We’re different. I’m seeing you differently now. We’re both losers in love and take whatever we can get. Whether sex is involved or not, time will tell. But I can only say this. You seem like a nice guy, and until you prove otherwise, I think we can be really great friends, a couple even.
Me: A couple?
A: You like sleeping around with random girls?
Me: Not really.
A: I only sleep with my boyfriends. Whether it’s immediately after we get together or whether it takes awhile doesn’t matter. After all, we’re only human. And once the basic needs have been met, what’s next?
Me: Basic needs?
A: Go read up on Maslow’s hierarchy of needs. You’ll understand.
Me: So what’s your point?
A: Are you interested in dating me? And see how things go?
Me: I’m too poor to date girls.
A: Yeah right.
Me: Really. I stopped working…
A: I’m pretty low maintenance…
Me: Nah…
A: What are you afraid of?
Me: I don’t know.
A: Then?
Me: I don’t want to hurt you.
A: With your big cock?
Me: Hurt your feelings.
A: After all I’ve been through, do you think I’ll be so weak?
Me: You never know.
A: You don’t find me attractive?
Me: I do. I just don’t want a relationship now.
A: You think I’m a slut cos I’ve had a child out of wedlock.
Me: I already said I don’t judge. Let’s just be friends ok? I’ll be your gay best friend.
A: That’s sweet. But I can’t sleep with my gay best friend.
Me: Then don’t.
A: But you rub oil onto my back when we’re tanning?
Me: Maybe.
A: You go shopping with me?
Me: No. I hate shopping.
A: But you’re my gay best friend!
Me: Doesn’t mean I like to shop.
A: How about movies? Meals?
Me: Sure. Why not?
A: Then there’s practically no difference from being my boyfriend.
Me: Why do you want a boyfriend in the first place?
A: I’m lonely. And I’ve not connected with anyone on the same level as this for a long time.
Me: We can be good friends.
A: What if I want sex?
Me: No.
A: Even a brief fling?
Me: Funny. I thought I should be the one asking such questions.
A: Yeah. You must really be gay.
Me: Do you want to have sex with me?
A: Eventually. I’m dying to have that big thing inside me.
Me: It’s not big. Maybe the guys you had before were all small.
A: Women do get horny too ok?
Me: You can masturbate.
A: I do. But my dildo or vibrator doesn’t kiss me, caress me, tell me how good I’m making him feel.
Me: You crave intimacy. That’s it.
A: Yes I do! I’ve never been held by a guy for so long. It’s like I’m unwanted because of the choices I made.
Me: Come here.
She came forward and I pulled her towards me for a hug, resting her head on my shoulder, which was a little hard considering she was merely half a head shorter than me.
My cock decided to wake up again when I felt her soft breasts against my chest. I was pretty sure she felt it too as she pressed her crotch against mine.
Suddenly, she cupped my face and planted her soft lips on mine. I kept my mouth closed and tried to pull away but she was pretty strong. Perhaps I should consider pilates and yoga. Or maybe carrying her kid gave her strong arms.
She parted her lips and teased mine with her tongue.
Slowly but surely, my cock obtained full erection and started straining against my tights.
Amanda released me for a split second.
A: Kiss me.
Me: I’m tempted to stop hugging you.
A: Why?
Me: We’re going too fast. I only wanted to give you a hug to cheer you up.
But strangely, my arms were still around her lower back. My hands resting on her perky butt.
A: Since when does a guy ever reject a girl?
Me: We shouldn’t be doing this. Not in Derek’s house anyway.
A: You wanna come to my place or I go to yours?
Me: Errr.
A: Then could you at least show that you don’t want this?
Me: What do you mean?
A: You’re grabbing my ass. That’s molest.
I let her go. She stepped back.
A: Think you need some lip balm. You lips are dry and cracked.
Me: Right.
Suddenly my phone beeped and I checked the message.
D: You guys done yet? Can I come home?
Me: Nothing happened. I’m about to shower after gym and tanning.
D: Ask her to shower together!
Me: You’re mad bro.
D: No balls? I’ll ask her for you.
Me: WTF…
True enough, Amanda’s phone beeped too. She checked it and started giggling.
A: You want to?
Me: What did he say?
A: He said you wanna shower with me but don’t dare to ask.
Me: That dick.
A: Don’t act shy. You’re sexually active and have done things even I’ve not.
Me: So?
A: Means you’re open minded?
Me: And?
A: What’s wrong with showering with a girl? Did you do that with your ex and that other girl?
Me: It’s different. I wanna be a good guy. Don’t tempt me otherwise.
A: The definition of good is very broad. You could be sleeping around with many girls but that doesn’t make you a bad guy. It just makes you a horny one.
Me: Erm.
She stripped off her bikini top and turned around, bent over and slowly removed her bottom, wiggling her perky ass at me. She turned around and for the first time, I saw her bald pussy. It actually piqued my interested a little as I wanted to know if the pussies of women who had given birth were any different, having read that it would be much looser after childbirth, which was why some women went for vaginoplasty to prevent their husbands from straying. Furthermore, I could not detect any caesarean section scars on Amanda.
She grabbed her bag of toiletries and opened the door to the adjoining bathroom.
A: You coming?
My cock was already struggling to break free from the constraints of my tights. I thought about it for a second.
Me: Why the hell not?
I struggled out of my tights and singlet and entered the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. Amanda was already in the shower stall.
For a guest bathroom in a condo unit, the bathroom was surprisingly spacious. The shower stall actually had a small bathtub/jacuzzi.
A: Oh you’re here.
Me: Yeah.
A: He sure looks happy.
My cock was already at full attention and rock hard. I got into the shower stall.
Amanda knelt down and grabbed my cock with both hands on the shaft, leaving the head exposed.
A: See! It’s huge.
Me: Your hands are small.
She squeezed the shaft and pre-cum oozed out. She wiped it off with her finger.
A: And someone said he wasn’t horny…
Me: Horny? Of course I’m horny. Who wouldn’t get horny looking at you naked?
A: Which part of me do you like best? My breasts?
Me: Nope. Your ass. I really wanted to take you there and then on the deck chair while I was rubbing oil into you.
A: And?
Me: Your eyes.
I never realised before, but looking down at Amanda looking up at me, her eyes were really captivating. Large doe eyes that would make her look like an innocent school girl from her neck upwards. I would have felt bad for thinking about banging her just by looking at her innocent face if she was not the one who had invited me into the shower and was now kneeling down, hands on my shaft and her soft lips mere inches away from my throbbing member.
She squeezed again and more pre-cum oozed out. I wondered when she was going to start wanking or maybe even blowing me. But perhaps I was getting ahead of myself.
A: Definitely the biggest I’ve ever seen in real life.
Me: Ok. Want to do more than look at it?
A: Haha. You’re finally getting more direct. So what would you want me to do?
Me: Suck me?
A: And what do I get in return?
Me: A mouth full of hot cum?
A: Doesn’t seem worth it. And I don’t like to give blowjobs. It’s demeaning.
Me: Have you ever given one to anyone?
A: Yes. But didn’t enjoy it.
Me: If girls enjoyed blowjobs I’d be surprised.
A: So what else do you want?
Me: A handjob?
A: And I’ll get a face full of cum? Still not worth it.
Me: I’ll shoot on your breasts then.
A: Hmm. But what can you do for me in return?
Me: I’ll lick you till you cum.
A: Yeah right. You think it’s so easy to make a girl cum?
I thought about my experience with Tanya, Charmaine, Nicole and Natalie, Maryanne. Tanya did teach me some sick skills and it worked on the majority of girls before. So why wouldn’t it work on Charmaine?
Me: How about this. I’ll pleasure you first then if you like it, you can return the favor anyway you want?
A: You barely got to know me intimately and you already want to do such things to me? Naughty boy.
Me: Spank me then.
A: Haha. I don’t even spank my son.
Me: So how?
She released my cock.
A: I thought you didn’t want to do it in Derek’s house?
Me: Yeah.
A: What’s the time now?
Me: Last I checked, it was 530?
A: Then we should be getting ready for the BBQ.
Me: Ok.
A: So let’s just shower and get ready?
Me: Together?
A: You’re already in here right?
Me: Yeah.
A: So you want to get out while I’m showering?
Me: Oh. Ok.
I opened the stall door. Amanda grabbed me.
A: Silly boy.
She cupped my face again and pulled me in for a kiss. This time I opened my mouth and let my tongue explore hers. She tiptoed and slid my pole between her legs. I ran my hands down her back and grabbed her ass, massaging it gently. She moaned and pushed me towards the wall, turning on the shower at the same time. I jumped as the hot water hit my skin but Amanda seemed to be enjoying it.
As the hot water slowly became more bearable, we broke off from the French kiss and she grabbed her body wash, squirting generous amounts onto both of us before pulling me in again for another kiss, while rubbing her tits against me, working the body wash into it’s foamy state. I reciprocated by soaping her back and ass.
She turned around and started rubbing her ass up and down on my erect member. I grabbed the body wash and squirted more down her neck and proceeded to soap her front she teased my cock with her ass.
I ran my hands from her ass up her ribcage and settled under her boobs. I squeezed them a little and she moaned softly. Gently massaging her soft tits, I worked my fingers to her nipples. Her aereolas were huge, and her nipples slowly erected under my touch. She moaned slightly louder this time and rubbed her ass more vigorously. I tweaked her nipples a little.
A: Ahhh.. Yes… Are you trying to milk me?
I stopped.
A: Don’t stop!
I continued fondling her breasts and teasing her nipples. She kept moaning and rubbed my cock even harder.
Suddenly, as if by pure chance, the angle she was rubbing somehow became perfect and my hard cock slipped into her warm pussy easily, the soap acting as additional lubricant.
She jumped as I hit her cervix.
A: Oh my god…. That feels so good…
Me: Erm. I think we should stop.
She ground her ass against me harder with my dick in her.
A: Fuck…. Haven’t… Had… A cock… In me… For so long…
I grabbed her ass and pulled out. She turned around and stared at me.
A: Why did you do that???
Me: Sorry. It went in accidentally.
A: I mean why did you stop!
Me: No condoms.
A: Don’t cum in my then.
Me: I don’t think we should. Not yet.
A: I’m so horny now.
Me: So am I. But we should do this properly.
Amanda appeared to be thinking about it.
A: I guess you’re right.
She pulled me in again and we started frenching as the soap washed off our bodies. She licked my earlobe and whispered into my ear.
A: I really really liked it when you were in me.
I whispered back.
Me: Let’s go slow for this ok?
A: Ok.
We kissed again until all the soap was washed away.
We dried ourselves and got dressed.
A: It’ll be our secret ok?
Me: I think Derek suspects something.
A: He’s ok. Just don’t tell him too much.
Me: I won’t.
We packed our stuff and exited the guest room. Derek was in the living room. He gave us a wink.
Me: Nothing happened dude!
D: Like I believe you. Mandy?
A: He’s telling the truth.
D: Hmm. Then why do you smell like her?
Me: Erm. Forgot my body wash.
D: You could have used mine…
Me: Didn’t see it.
He turned to Amanda.
D: You really didn’t sleep with him?
Me: Nope.
D: It’s a shame. I’d totally sleep with him.
Me & A: What???
D: I guess it’s time to confess…
Me: You’re gay?
D: I’m bi. But I’ve had more boyfriends than girls…
A: That’s not surprising. I kind of suspected.
Me: Shit dude. You’re not interested in me right? Not that I’m homophobic…
D: Don’t worry. You’ve got a nice bod, and so does Mandy, but I like my partners a little less meaty…
A: Hey… Are you calling me fat?
D: No, no. But your breasts are too huge for my liking…
A: Too bad for you them. He sure loved it when he saw me in my bikini.
Me: Haha. Funny. Anyway now you can have a gay best friend… I mean bi…
D: You two are so cute together. And I know what happened. You don’t have to hide. And my lips are sealed…
Me: Nothing happened!
D: I said my lips are sealed. Now let’s get the BBQ started.
The door bell rang as we were about to carry the food down. It was Hafiz. Derek opened the door.
H: Happy birthday bro!
He passed Derek the present.
H: From the 3 of us.
D: Wow. Thanks! You shouldn’t have.
He ripped open the package on the spot.
D: Cool man! Funky drumsticks.
He held up the glittery black drumsticks.
D: Thanks guys.
Me: Not a prob.
Derek brought the presents to his room and Hafiz joined Amanda and I at the dining table where we were separating the food.
H: Dude… Why do you smell like a girl??
Me: Erm.
He walked over to Amanda.
H: Hey… What’s going on here?
Me: Went to the gym and tanned abit. Forgot my body wash so I borrowed hers.
H: Oh. I see. Damn. Should have joined you earlier. Wanted to hit the gym too.
Me: Oh? You gym regularly?
H: Trying to. Too damn skinny. Will die in NS.
Me: You can join me next time then.
H: Sure. You taking supplements?
Me: Only creatine and protein. You?
H: Mass gainers. But doesn’t seem to be working.
Me: You don’t need mass gainers. Protein and balanced diet will do.
H: Damn. Means I wasted $200.
Me: $200? GNC?
H: Natures Farm.
Me: Don’t buy from there. I’ve got an online source.
H: Is it cheaper? Maybe I can tag along with the purchase the next time?
Me: Sure?
A: Are you guys gonna talk about this all day? The foods getting warm.
Me: Oh yeah.
Derek returned and somehow we managed to carry all the food down in one trip, thanks to his maid and Amanda’s strong arms.
We set up at the pit and I got to work starting the fire.
H: Need help?
Me: Nah I’m good.
H: You should try to build a more compact structure, burns easier.
Me: Oh?
H: It’s like a campfire. The more compact it is, the faster it burns as well.
Me: You a scout?
H: St Johns.
Me: Oh. Didn’t know St Johns co duct campfires.
H: We do. When we have camps and stuff.
Me: I see.
We got the fire started and I took out my cigarettes.
H: Could I bum one off you?
Me: You smoke too?
H: Only on weekends.
Amanda came over.
A: Threes a crowd.
I passed her a stick.
H: You smoke as well?
A: Just started again.
Derek decided to join in the fun.
D: What is this? Everyones smoking without me???
Me: You mean our whole group smokes and no one told me? To think I had to excuse myself and smoke discreetly and waste my money on fishermans friends!
A: We knew all along. We just didn’t want to get caught smoking in school.
Me: Won’t get caught. I’ve smoked with our lecturers.
D: Now that’s new.
Me: Yeah. Next time follow me.
The smoke from our sticks combined with the smoke from the BBQ. Soon the charcoals were glowing embers. I threw some otah on the grill.
D: Dude, let me do it. You’re a guest.
Me: Nah. Chill bro, you’ve got your own friends to entertain.
I pointed to the group of around 6 that headed in our direction. 4 guys and two girls. The guys were all lean and extremely good looking, probably his model/gay/bisexual friends, while the girls were jaw-droopingly hot. Long hair, slim bodies, cute features, but relatively flat chested. Derek went to greet them.
H: Erm. Is Derek, you know, different?
Hafiz asked as he watched Derek greet his friends with a hug and a peck on the cheek.
Me: He’s bi.
H: Oh.
Me: And he likes skinny guys.
I looked at Hafiz.
Me: You fit the bill. Haha!
H: Funny dude. I’m attached. And pretty straight.
Me: Don’t worry. He’s cool.
H: I kinda wondered why he seemingly rejected the girls who kept flocking to him.
Me: You mean our ah lian coursemates?
H: Yeah. Now I know why.
Me: Haha.
Derek brought his friends over and we all exchanged pleasantries. Hafiz and Amanda joined them while I continued cooking.
After a few rounds of food, I took a smoke break and Derek came over to join me.
D: So I heard you’ve got a huge dick.
Me: Thanks Amanda.
D: I probed her to spill the beans..
Me: Dammit.
D: You’re pretty big for a Chinese guy. Way above average. See those guys there? They’re only around 5 inches.
Me: So it’s true about the handsome guy small dick theory?
D: Haha. They’re average. Besides, if the theory is right them I’m a huge exception.
Me: I’m wondering why you emphasized the word “huge”…
D: 8 inches fully erect. Go figure.
Me: Thanks for telling me. I didn’t need to know that.
D: Well, the girls love it. But with the guys I’m the bottom.
Me: Bottom?
D: I let them fuck my ass. And 5 inches is just about right. You’re too big for me.
Me: Thanks for more unwanted info… So your group of friends…
D: No they’re not here for a sex party. No, they’re not all gay or bi or whatever. No I haven’t slept with any of them…
Me: Oh…
D: Haha. And don’t worry I won’t steal Mandy…
Me: You should show her your cock. She thought mine was big.
D: I think she’ll faint if she sees mine. But I’m not interested anyway.
Me: Right.
Peals of laughter came from the group.
D: Why don’t you join them? I’ll cook.
Me: Nah. I’ll cook. You go ahead.
D: You sure?
I grabbed a stick of satay and shoved it into my mouth.
Me: Closer to the food. I can eat what I cooked almost instantly.
D: Hah. That’s lazy. I’ll get you a drink.
Me: Thanks.
Derek returned with a paper cup with some brownish liquid and ice in it.
Me: Doesn’t smell like coke.
D: It’s not. Drink.
Me: Alcohol?
D: Yeah.
I took a gulp.
Me: Woah. What is it?
D: Cordon Bleu.
Me: Ouch. That’s expensive.
D: It’s my 18th birthday dude. Finally legal.
Me: I’d be fine with like Jim Beam or something.
D: That’s cheap alcohol.
Me: Acquired taste.
D: Just drink. I’ve got loads more.
Me: You expecting us to crash at your place?
D: Well, I’ve already got the guest room prepared. And if you’re telling the truth, then the beds still pristine.
Me: Seriously. Nothing happened…
D: Than how did she see your dick?
Me: She pulled down my tights.
D: And you were hard? Your story really doesn’t make sense.
Me: Have you actually seen her in a bikini? She’s freaking hot. It was a natural reaction.
D: I saw how huge her knockers were… But doesn’t appeal to me. So did you pull off her top? Haha.
Me: No I didn’t. What if you had a hidden camera in your house?
D: Then I could be a porn distributor!
Me: Right.
D: So you’re staying over?
Me: Maybe. I don’t intend to get drunk.
D: You don’t? You have a license?
Me: Still on probation.
D: That’s great! You could send my friends home.
Me: You’re kidding right. I believe what your brother drove just now was an Audi? I can’t afford it if something happens.
D: The Audi can’t fit so many of us, my mom drives a Carnival. Think you can handle that?
Me: A what? Is that a van?
D: Kia Carnival. 7-seater. About the size of a van I suppose.
Me: I think that’s worse than the Audi.
D: Well, whatever it is, I’m sure you can drive better than me. I don’t even have a license!
Me: You’re sure you want me to drive your friends back?
D: Short distance, they mostly stay around the east, except one of them
who stays in Woodlands.
Me: Wow. That’s far.
D: You don’t mind right? Not really nice for me to ask them to take a cab back…
Me: I’m cool bro, just as long a I’ve someone with me in the car on the journey back… Just in case.
D: I’m sure we can squeeze 8 or 9 of us in. Haha. We’re all pretty slim.
Me: You should get back to your friends.
D: And you should join us.
Me: I would, but the food won’t cook itself.
D: Remind me to invite you for every BBQ I have.
Me: I don’t mind free food.
D: I’m kidding bro. But seriously, take a break.
Me: I’m pretty relaxed here.
D: Up to you then. I’ll head back there.
Derek rejoined the group and Amanda came over.
A: Why so anti-social?
Me: I’m cooking.
A: Yeah. I know. And I’m eating.
She grabbed a hot dog and bit of half of it, while looking at me. My hands almost instinctively went to my groin. Amanda caught sight if that.
A: Haha. I saw that. I’m not gonna bite off your cock…
Me: Better safe than sorry.
A: By the way. What time are you leaving?
Me: I’ll probably stay the night. What time are you leaving?
A: Hmmm. I’ll stay with you then…
Me: What? No.. I’ll send you home whatever time you want to leave.
A: Why can’t I stay?
Me: It’s not nice, you and me. Staying in his house…
A: I’ll ask him then.
Me: Don’t. Just take it I’ll send you home later.
A: You’re no fun.
Me: Yup. Get used to it.
By the time the BBQ wrapped up, it was almost 12. I was kind of surprised that the security guards had not chased us away yet, over even shut off the lights surrounding the pit area, as is the practice with most other condos.
Derek came over and dropped his moms car keys into my hand.
Me: Dude, you can’t be serious.
D: P-plates already there. Don’t worry.
Me: Right. What time you wanna leave?
D: We’ll be done soon I think. Finishing up the bottle.
Me: Any more booze left for me when I’m back?
D: I’ve got ice wine and some Johnnie Walker.
Me: Which label?
D: Black. Red. Blues not open. Belongs to my brother anyway. Or I can open another Cordon Bleu just for you.
Me: We’ll see when I get back.
D: Get some mixers and ice.
Me: Sure.
D: You gonna finish the rest of the food?
Me: Do I still have time to cook it?
D: Why not?
I looked at the 50 odd sticks of satay and a few slabs of black pepper beef.
Me: Isn’t there a cut off timing?
D: My parents spoke the the guards. They’re on the management committee anyway. The residents agreed to late hours as long as we don’t make too much noise.
Me: I see.
Hafiz stumbled over.
H: Looks like you need help eating.
Me: How much did you drink dude?
H: Enough. Damn high now.
Me: I can tell.
He grabbed the satay that was cooked and stuffed a few into his mouth.
Me: Don’t forget to chew.
H: Is there anything else? Like chicken?
Me: There’s more satay and steak.
H: We’re finishing all?
Me: Why not?
H: Ok.
I finished cooking the rest of the food and placed some on two plates. I headed over to where Amanda was while Hafiz sat by the grill.
Me: Hey.
A: Hey you.
Me: Still hungry?
I sat next to her.
A: Not really? Quite sleepy now. Probably drank more than I should.
Me: Ok. I’ll eat it then.
I glanced over at the rest of the group and realised tha most of them were more or less knocked out and sprawled all over the pavilion area. Derek himself was slumped on the bench with one of the girls lying on his lap.
Amanda suddenly lay her head on my shoulder. After a few minutes, she slid down and ended up on my lap. I tried to concentrate on my food.
A: Hey, can you take out your handphone from your pocket? It’s poking my face.
Me: That’s not my handphone.
A: Oh.
She adjusted herself anyway, placing her hand under her cheek, directly on top of my cock.
A: Why is it throbbing?
Me: Why do you think it’s throbbing?
A: Hmm…
She drifted off into a restful slumber as I tried my best to will to blood away from my groin.
I glanced over at Derek and wondered if he was having similar problems. An 8 inch erection would be pretty hard to conceal.
I finished eating and wondered how I was supposed to get Amanda off my lap.
Hafiz came over.
H: Hey. Didn’t know you were together.
Me: I didn’t know either.
H: Anyway you’re wet.
Me: Huh?
I looked down and saw a wet patch on my berms. I wondered if I had actually generated so much pre-cum that it seeped through both my boxers and berms.
H: Well, I’m off. Help me tell birthday boy who’s dead over there.
Me: I’m supposed to be dropping you guys off.
H: Really? It’s ok. I can take a cab.
Me: But Derek-
He did not wait for me to finish and headed to the other group, waving goodbye. I gently shook Amanda awake.
Me: Hey. You’re drooling on me.
A: Huh? Oh. Er. Oops. Sorry about that.
She got up and wiped her mouth.
Me: You’re welcome to drool on my crotch anytime…
A: Haha. So funny. You better not try to stick it in my mouth when I’m asleep or something.
Me: I’ll stick it elsewhere.
A: Yeah right. You’re so unwilling.
Me: We’ll see.
A: I’m heading back to his house to shower. You still sending me back?
Me: Yeah. I’ll go look for you later. In about half an hour?
A: Sure.
She got up and left. I went to find Derek.
Me: Dude. Ready to go?
D: When she wakes up.
He glanced at my berms.
D: Hmm.
Me: She was napping on my lap too. Kinda drooled abit.
D: Kinky.
Me: Right. I’ll be going to wash up. We’ll leave in around half an hour?
D: Sure sure. We’ll be here.
I headed back to Derek’s place for a shower as well.