Me: You’re what?
R: I’m divorcing my husband.
Me: Don’t you think he deserves a chance?
R: Does he?
Me: Everyone deserves a chance. No matter what they did.
R: Hmm…
Me: Don’t make a rash decision.
R: Ok.
Me: That’s good.
R: Anyway tonight no sex ok?
Me: Ok.
We cuddled and watched TV after I soaked in the tub for awhile.
She passed me a can of beer.
R: Drink.
Me: Why?
R: Cos I wanna make you drunk?
Me: With one can? Please…
R: Look inside the fridge.
I opened the fridge. There were another 10 can.
Me: Why do you want to make me drunk?
R: So I can fuck you raw…
Me: WHAT???
R: I like it raw.
Me: The Okamoto condoms are quite thin what… Feels like raw to me..
R: Still feels like rubber rubbing against my vaginal walls…
Me: I thought you said no sex.
R: Yeah. I like to mind fuck you.
Me: Right.
We continued watching TV as I drank the can of beer.
Suddenly, she sat up.
R: Did you bring my fetish?
Me: Huh?
R: You know…
Me: Oh…
I got up, went to my bag, and took out my uniform.
I wondered why she wanted to see me in uniform. If she had a hidden camera somewhere, I swear I was going to get Summarily Tried, or Court Martialled. Thankfully, I brought the old camouflage uniform instead of the new digital camouflage one.
I put on the pants without any underwear, and took my time to fold the sleeves of the top into a Smart No. 4.
R: HURRY UP LAH…
Me: Can you be patient?
I put on the uniform and stood in front of her. I swear she was licking her lips.
R: Come here and hug me.
Me: Yes Mdm!
I lay down next to her and we hugged. Really hugged. I wondered what kind of weird fetish she had for army boys, and how many of them were before me. But it was kind of fun anyway so I played along.
After around 20 minutes of hugging, she let me go.
R: Ok. I’m going to sleep. You can take it off it you want.
Me: Ok. I think I’ll leave the pants on.
R: Up to you.
We fell asleep again, with her on my bare chest, and me stupidly still wearing the old No. 4 pants. I felt my erection struggling to get out. But since she said she did not want to have sex, I was not going to have sex with her. I was more than content to cuddle her.
It was around 5am, slightly before my alarm went off when I felt her removing my pants and start to stroke my cock. I woke up sleepily.
Me: I thought you said no sex.
R: That was last night.
Me: Then?
R: Now I want it.
Me: No.
R: Why???
Me: You didn’t want sex so I won’t give it to you.
R: You cannot resist me.
Me: Want to bet? I’ve got good self-control…
Somehow, those words sounded braver coming out of my mouth than when they were actually formed in my brain.
She was definitely going to do things to make me want to have sex with her. But I could play this game as well. I intended to resist until she gave up…
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Originally Posted by
callmebad
she will suck until your cock stands up and ejaculates
well, if she did that… i wouldn’t be hard to fuck her right? haha… will update tomorrow…
She ran her tongue slowly along my shaft, looking up at me with the come-fuck-me look. I was determined not to give in. She twirled her tongue around the head a couple of times before wrapping her soft lips around it, sucking slowly and sensually, before releasing it and flicking the tip of her tongue on the frenulum. I felt myself leaking pre-cum, which she lapped up like a cat on a saucer of milk. She went back to licking the shaft up and down, slowly at first the slightly faster, stopping to take my balls into her mouth while wanking me.
She was really very good at this, but a bet was a bet, and I was going to deny her everything.
She licked my balls while wanking me with considerable pressure, forcing more pre-cum out which she used as lubricant. I closed my eyes and enjoyed everything that was happening.
I was a little worried that she might suddenly just mount me raw just to get her way, but I was pretty sure she was mind fucking me when she said she would do it raw with me. That would be highly irresponsible, especially if I were to accidentally cum inside her.
She went back to sucking on the head, trying her very best to make me cum. I envisioned myself filling her mouth with my hot, thick cum, but that would mean I had lost. In any case, if I did cum in her mouth, it would take awhile to get hard again, and if I did wanted to screw her later, I could not.
Perhaps she was getting bored or realised that I was not going to yield, so she jumped onto me and started kissing me. I kissed her back, our tongues teasing each other, but I resisted the urge to grab her boobs and play with her nipples. I felt her pussy rubbing against my shaft. Maybe she really wanted it raw?
She kissed my neck and ran her tongue down to my chest licking my nipples, then sucking on them. I was on the verge of giving up.
Then she stopped, got off me and retreated under the blanket, turning her back towards me.
Me: I see you’ve given up.
R: You don’t find me attractive enough.
Me: What?
Was she playing mind games again? I could not tell.
I sat up and touched her shoulder.
Me: You ok?
R: I’m not hot enough for you that’s why you won’t sleep with me.
Me: Well, I did sleep with you before right?
She looked really sad. I turned her over and kissed her gently. She kissed me back.
Me: You’re really attractive, and I would sleep with you anytime you wanted. But you said you were bleeding, and I don’t want to hurt you…
She gave me that piercing stare again.
R: Will you sleep with me now?
Me: Ok.
I went to get the condoms. She flung off the covers and lay there waiting.
I capped myself.
R: I win.
Me: Huh?
R: You lost.
So I had been tricked. But it did not really matter, as I would still be the eventual winner.
I slid in with a little more force this time and she flinched.
As I started thrusting again, her soft moans filled the room as we had sex yet again, for the third time in two days. And I still had to go to work later on.
I wondered how much more of this I could take.
In any case, I went to work anyway, but headed straight to the Medical Centre to take Medical Leave.
Luckily for me, the Medical Officer was a kind NSMan, who did not even bother checking what was really wrong with me (read: sexual exhaustion), and simply gave me a Medical Certificate for Physical Exhaustion.
I submitted my Medical Certificate to my boss and left camp, heading back to the hotel where she was.
I think she was rather surprised to see me, but welcomed me with open arms anyway and we cuddled in bed for what seemed like the longest time.
Me: So what are you going to do after this?
R: I don’t know. My friends all tell me that I should leave him.
Me: Why?
R: Because he cheated on me?
Me: And what are you doing now? It’s the same thing right?
R: I guess so.
Me: Can I ask you a question?
R: Yeah?
Me: Why did you want to sleep with me anyway? Are you making use of me to get back at him?
R: I don’t know. I never slept with anyone else before. Maybe I wanted to see what it was like to have sex with someone else?
Me: Did his cheating play any part in your decision?
R: Maybe 10%. I would say 90% was because I really wanted to sleep with you.
Me: Why? You barely know me.
R: I feel there’s some kind of connection. I can tell you things that I can’t tell anyone else.
Me: Surely that’s not a very good reason.
R: Your hugs are make me feel very calm.
Me: My hugs?
R: Yes.
Me: How come?
R: I don’t know. Maybe it’s because you have a nice body. And I like it when you wear your uniform. Gives me a sense of security.
Me: This sounds very weird.
R: Well, I think you are good in bed.
Me: I don’t see how you can be an accurate judge of that, since I’m the second guy you slept with.
R: Well, you did make me very wet, and I felt good. And your cock is above average.
Me: Again, this is the second cock you’ve seen. How do you know if it’s big?
R: Because you really tortured me.
I decided it would not be very wise to ask if I was bigger than her husband.
R: Now can I ask you something?
Me: Yes?
R: Why are you so gentle?
Me: Meaning?
R: When you touch me. You’re very gentle.
Me: You mean you want me to be rough?
R: I like rough sex.
I felt my cock start to harden almost immediately.
Me: Do you have rough sex with your husband?
R: Not really. I haven’t been having much sex with him, and he doesn’t really satisfy me remember?
Me: Then how do you know you like rough sex?
R: Why do you have to ask so many questions?
She pulled me towards her and we kissed again. This time, I decided to be a little bit rougher, since she wanted it.
I grabbed her tits and squeezed slightly harder than usual, she did not seem to mind. We frenched each other forcefully while I fondled her all over like a caveman.
When I reached down below, I forcefully spread her legs and attacked her pussy, licking and sucking with ferocity. She started to moan. She had never moaned while I was eating her out before. Maybe she really like it to be a little rough. As I licked her clit, I inserted a finger in. She was so much wetter than before.
I cursed inwardly. If I had known that she had wanted a rough lover in the first place, I would have done so, and might have had even more enjoyable sex the first three times.
I was already rock hard so I capped myself and plunged in without warning. Hey, she did say she wanted it rough right?
She was definitely moaning loader than before, and grabbing the sheets more forcefully as I pounded her incessantly with my tool. I kept watching her facial expression in case I was hurting her, but I received no indication of such.
I flipped her over roughly and entered, my thighs slapping against her shapely ass. She arched her back and thrust her ass towards me, taking in more of my length. By now she was not moaning, but rather screaming, but not loudly enough for the hotel staff to think I was murdering her. Torture yes, but probably not murder.
I tried to get her to ride me but she did not seem interested so I lay her on her back again and entered. This time I went slowly as my thighs were already burning with lactic acid from the exertion. She pulled me towards her and whispered into my ear.
R: Harder…
I cannot begin to describe how much of a turn on that was. Even as I sit here typing this, I keep thinking back of our last session. The way she made me feel like she wanted me. The way she teased me. The way she stared at me when I slowed down to conserve energy.
I pounded her again, our pubic bones clashing a few times. She appeared to be really enjoying herself. I, on the other hand, was getting pretty exhausted.
I was not a rough sex kind of guy, as it was really required a lot of effort. In the race of sex, I would rather be the tortoise, slowly pleasuring my partner until she came, before I did. But this girl wanted it hard and rough now and I guess my stamina was insufficient.
I slowed down again. She pulled me towards her and whispered.
R: I want you to cum.
Maybe my mind was really weak. I guess it really was, as I had succumbed and slept with a married woman. But there was something about her. The way she whispered into my ear made me extremely horny. It made me just want to fuck her brains out.
I took a deep breath and resumed ramming my rod into her. I felt my heart racing and beads of sweat forming at my temples even though we were literally under the airconditioning. Within five minutes of pounding, I felt the urge and contemplated shooting onto her face or body. I think she sensed I was cumming as well.
R: HARDER! HARDER!!!
I complied, and eventually shot my load into the condom. Despite having released three times before in the past 2 days, this fourth release felt extremely substantial. I collapsed onto her and we kissed again. Her face was flushed and her breathing heavy. I withdrew slowly and removed the condom.
Me: I think my testicles are very efficient workers.
R: Why?
Me: I think the last time I was able to cum so much was when I was much younger.
I tied up the condom and tossed it aside before collapsing on the bed.
She crawled over and lay on my chest.
R: Your heart is beating really fast.
Me: Yeah. Gonna get a heart attack soon.
R: Really? I don’t know CPR.
Me: Mouth-to-mouth can already.
I pulled her towards me and kissed her again.
Me: Did you like it?
R: Yes.
Me: You were very wet.
R: You made me very wet.
Me: You should have told me earlier that you like rough sex.
R: Too bad.
We lay there, resting in each others arms.
Maybe if she was not married, we could have been a couple.
Good intellectual conversations, and of course great sex.
After resting for awhile longer, I took a shower first while she slept.
She had to check out in awhile and I guess I should not be around.
I got dressed and stood there watching her.
After awhile I woke her up and told her that I was going to leave. I thought I detected a sadness in her eyes.
She got out of bed and hugged me tightly, and I hugged her back.
R: Thank you for being with me.
Me: It was my pleasure.
Literally.
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Originally Posted by
Sen5eS
I’m sure you can charge him in Kind … hahaha THAT KIND ! 1.5 hours of marathon bonks should suffice ?
Er…. What?
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Originally Posted by
kittymae
Lol.. Bro Sen5eS.. how did I wear u out exactly? *innocent kitty look*
but I agree with u, bro E is just being used… That why told him to run.
The triumphant ‘i win’ says it all doesn’t it?
I’m somewhat shamed of my own womankind in this aspect.. Using sex as leverage on someone for own gratification…
Actually, I kind of enjoyed it… Haha…
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Originally Posted by
kittymae
My stance still the same. RUN
She is already expecting, craving, wanting more from u, that u cannot give her.
I rest my case.
What’s the more that I cannot give? Would be good she’s expecting craving and wanting more right?
I mean if she wasn’t married….
Anyway I haven’t finished updating… Haha…
I headed back to camp and sneaked back into my bunk. I was on MC after all and should be resting.
It had been so long that I experienced sex that was so draining that the walk up the stairs to my bunk was unexpectedly torturous.
I stripped to my boxers and slept till it was time to go home.
The next day, it was a Saturday, I was at a friends place the whole day preparing for a barbecue when she suddenly messaged me at around 3pm.
R: Can I call you?
Me: What’s up?
R: I’m crying very badly.
Me: Er. Give me five minutes. I’ll call you.
I excused myself from the BBQ pit and headed to the pool side and called her.
Me: Hello?
It was a little hard to hear her as she was really crying quite badly over the phone.
R: I don’t know how to forgive him.
Me: Like I said before, everyone deserves a chance.
R: It hurts a lot. All I feel is pain, piercing pain.
I decided it would be unwise to make a reference to the piercing pain she was feeling when I was pounding her.
Me: Pain is temporary.
R: I don’t know how I can be happy knowing all this.
Me: You have to try.
R: My friend is calling me. Call you back.
I shrugged. Maybe she was regretting her actions to sleep with me after all.
About an hour later she messaged me.
R: Thank you. Really. Thank you for being with me when I am down. You did more than what you should do. And I appreciated it. I will try my best to be happy. But if I can’t then I just got to let go. I will call you out if I need
I replied with a simple take care.
Oh well, I guess what we had was merely a short fling.
She eventually decided to give her husband a chance even though she could not forgive him. Perhaps one day she might. Or maybe not.
As for me, I guess I was a little disappointed that I lost the chance to develop a purely physical relationship with her, and all I had left were the two nights of pleasure which I probably will never experience again. Unless she decides to call me out of course. She was definitely the best sex partner I had in recent times.
For now I guess all we would be were friends. We don’t even SMS each other anymore. I guess I caused her bill to skyrocket with the nearly 2800 SMSes in total exchanged between us over the past 2 weeks. In fact, we have gone back to our original means of contact which was email.
I guess this would be one very unforgettable experience, not just for me, but probably for her as well.
At least it made me very happy for those two days, and I sincerely hope that she felt the same way.
To all my dear readers:
I guess this is the end of the latest encounter. I’ll be going back to my boring mundane life for now.
Don’t let this thread die off.
Enliven it with your comments or questions.
Of course if something else does happen, be it with Rose, or someone else, I will update it.
Cheers!
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Originally Posted by
Sen5eS
Maybe Kitty Kitty would like you to stroke your fingers on her Chinny Chin Chin ? hahahaha
Well … sigh … take some time out … hope it helps you sort thru everything
else we can just bug Kittymae for more inside story to her “plight”.
Haha.. I am wondering why you are openly flirting with her here…
But I’m fine. It’s Rose I’m worried about… She said she hasn’t smiled for awhile. Which is a real pity as she has a really nice smile.. One of the things that attracted me to her anyway…
Yes Kitty… what
is
your plight? Do share!