Hi to all brothers who have been tremendously supportive thus far
Thanks for the support and I am glad you guys liked my story.
My apologies for the slower update as like I mentioned, my schedule is usyally hectic…
Will post the next update late tonight as I am still outside now… just logged in to check for response and yes, I am pleasantly surprised by the support given.
Thank you all, will post further development tonight… Cheers.
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GeMiNiZzzzZzz
Hi Bro, i like your attitude to follow up on your events & your timely info to bros here even if you cant continue.
Unlike some point-beggars here, your humility & humbleness is a benchmark for some want-to-be story writer here
Keep it up mate
Hi bro…
Thanks for the support and the encouragement given. The appreciation is not simply towards you but to all supportive bros out there. I’m glad you guys like the story. I’m also a LFC fan btw…
You will never walk alone…
Posting further developments now… Am on the way back on Mobile Broadband… stay tuned…
As I mentioned in the previous post, I am currently making my way back home in a public transport and am crafting the development thus far on my lappy and mobile broadband. It is thus clear that I am a fledging youngling who’s working towards that pride of owning my own set of wheels someday just like many bros here would have accomplished and those who hadn’t, dream and aim towards.
Having said all these, because I do not own my own mode of transportation, I never had any idea of what it was like to make out, or in the trophy encounters some bros here have had and had been so unselfish to share in their postings, make ’love’ instead of ‘out’, behind a dashboard and in the protection of the steel body and comfort of leather seats. It did feel weird for me though for my virgin encounter then, for I have seen and read enough (courtesy of developments in Information Technology, Mass Media & generous postings from bros) to know that the male ought to be in the driver’s seats… Hahaha… (Damned…)…
The gentle kisses and echoing silence continued as the flames of passion burnt on, our longing, mutual respect and attraction its very fuel. My lips worked their way across her cheeks and to her neck, making small, gentle nibbles… While our engagements thus far had been gentle, you could sense the tension and anticipation heighten and solidy within that very steel body that we were both cocooned in…
Her beautiful features now seemed so clear in the close proximity, with me making out the hint of a pink blush forming beneath her very light make-up. Lorraine, gently and slowly, tilted her head a slight 40 degrees to her right, allowing me more exposure to work with; Her eyes closed as she lets out the occasional soft, low, sensual moans. I could feel her right hand, now on my tie and left hand, now on my waist tighten their grips as I put my tongue on her slender neck, which now seem long and beckoning, and ran it upwards to where her ear lobes were…
Clarity filled my head as my senses heightened once more; My nostrils widening to let in more of the vapour filled with her wonderously feminine smell as I detected the sweet hints of flowers from her shower foam and spicyness from the alluring female fragrance that she wore… With the heat of whatever that was happening, the vapour felt like steam… boiling hot as it enters my nose…
The atmosphere seemed so suppressed, as our gentle making-out progressed. I guess its due to our situations then, that we were both held back despite both of us really wanting it the go the other way instead. We were both waiting for a sign to confirm the mutual concession to move on further…
This was when it happened. Still kissing the lobes of her ears gently and with my left hand still caressing the back of her head, my fingers hit the band that held her hair still in an orderly bunch once again…
The band gave way in a snap (No, it didn’t snap… Lol… We weren’t that violent… Lol… It merely flew out coz my fingers were in the way…) and her hair was let down once again, the stylish layers evident before my wide-opened eyes now looking directly into her shy, evading one. Unkempt and sexy, you can be sure that the neatness and orderliness of whatever that was held together just now was now gone with that very ‘snap’ echoing covering the very screams of silence I described earlier.
A gentle kiss on her forehead, then tip of her nose, followed lastly by one on her lips was met by a bite… a forceful one from her, on my lips…
As I backed away a little and pulled my head away while her gentle, sweet smile manifested on her face, I found my lips parting with these words formed…
“Blow me…”
“WTF did you just say…?” A bewildered voice, which could only be mine, screamed in my head as clarity dawned on me once more coupled with the hysterically amused chuckles from Lorraine… She was hell tickled, I wasn’t…. as embarassment and sheepishness hit me like a log in my face. She was in absolute disbelief and so was I, no matter how much I had always known that I wanted her…
I could feel my body shudder at the sheer stupidity of my request… wait… a request should sound along the lines of “Could you blow me please baby…”… “Blow me…” sounds like a demand in every aspect; Well not exactly an unreasonable one, but a horrendously stupid one (It still sounds damn stupid to me now the way I asked it as the scene replays while I’m writing this…)…
Her chuckles continued while I fidgetted with discomfort…
“What..?” Lorraine fought back her tears of amused disbelief while taking her time to study my contorted face, the twinkling in her hazel eyes magniflied by a slight sexy crowline forming at their corners and the double eye-lid that frames it with the lucious long brows that they come with.
She uprights her body gently, looked me right in the eyes, and connected with the man behind them, before leaning forward gently towards me. The tip of our noses met once more, before she planted another kiss on my lips coupled with another firm bite on my lips…
“Well, my car’s too small for that…” She said firmly in her own unique composed tone which I know so well before breaking into a deliberate pause… With her unkempt hair moving slightly on her ‘pixie-fied’ face with a slight draft coming from God-knows-where considering all doors and windows were closed…
“But I guess I could try…” The low, composed tone turned into a lively, chuckling one with a hint of shyness as she evaded my eyes once more… the hint of blush which I had detected earlier on now filled with a slightly darker shade of rose. As the words came our of her lips, her slender shoulders pulled backwards into a sheepish shrug before pulling me towards her with both her hands once more…
We should have been making-out a good 15mins or so with so much inhibition and now, all traces of that has vanished…
I felt my body lurch towards hers and we were locked in a passionate kiss once more. Our tongue met for the 1st time that day, that moment and for the 1st time after all these while… It wasn’t too long ago that shit happened in her encounter but it did seem like eternity to both of us. We were teasing each other, kindda a mini-game to see who could entice who’s tongue into who’s mouth… Occassionally, she’d take a little bite on my lip or tongue as she sees fit… and each time, I would retaliate by restraining her body against her seat so that she couldn’t move…
Her body squirmed a little under the physical duress I imposed on her as I teased her with deliberate provocation… “So bite me…” I whispered into her ear… and she retaliated by landing three huge chews on my ear lobe, neck and arm…
Promptly after her retaliation for my restraint, she landed a huge wet kiss on my neck. I could feel my spine shudder as thrill ran up towards its enormously physical structure of nerves. My legs tingled as the back of my hair stood on its ends…
She was now pressed into the corner where her door and seat laid and with the encouragement that came with her kiss, my left hand ended on her right thigh with my right remaining on her slender waist… which was now sexily extended due to the beautiful contortions of her body…
How the fark did it get there? …I recalled that question popping in my head the very minute my left hand landed on the top of her thighs, with her denim shorts extending backwards to expose more of it invitingly, before promptly moving down in a ticklish teasing manner. As it ran down and reached the calf, my hand automatically gave it a loving squeeze which brought about another sensuous moan right in my ear…
“Oh…” the soft, gentle yet incredibly wet moan echoed and reverberated my right ear-drums as hot, wet air from her breath poured in… Her breathings grew heavier, the increased movement in her chest which was now pressing against my body moved in tandem with each time my hair stood as air flowed into my ear…
As she ran her tongue romantically around my lobe and down my neck, I gripped her waist passionately with my RH and my left fumbled clumsily with the very steel button and fly which held her denim shorts together.
“Ah…” She lets out a soft moan, her head arching back gracefully before she chuckled cutely while her right hands met my clumsy left on the arms… Gripping it tightly, I could feel her pushing it away gently… and unsurely…
I paused a little and her pushing ensuedl I looked into her eyes once more, pleadingly in a courting fashion. I was unsure too till that cocky look of that farken bastard who did not deserve her appeared once more in my head…
I could see ever so vividly how aloof he looked as I approached the lift lobby and with Lorraine trying to patronize him… How he grunted when I was being introduced without even looking at me while I managed a smile… and how he strutted in and out of the lift without once turning to look at her…
As Lorraine kissed me once more on the neck with her hand still on and attempting to manage my runaway one, I tried once more to fumble at the stubborn button and fly…
Denim shorts are always hard, especially when you have a space constraint. As I fumbled on and she her breathings gained in weight and rhythm, I could feel her grip on my LH relent and the button gave way…
All that stands in our way is just a mere, vulnerable…… fly…
Hi once more to all bros who have been following this thread closely and rendering me support in so many ways…
I really appreciate the points you generous bros have provided me and am glad that you liked the story…
Am in my office now… Errrr…. I didn’t have any chances to work the developments out yet as it is damn crowded with my colleagues today and I’m running out in a short while…
Will develope further tonight…
In the meantime, feel free to give comments as you will…
Thanks and errr…. Monday sucks? Lol…
Lorraine giggled in a girlishly playful fashion as the steel button broke loose..
“Hahahaha… You are damn bloody clumsy… Don’t do this very often do you…?” She asked, giggling and in a soft fashion as her zips rolled down in the direction my LH was tugging in…
I retracted my poise slightly and looked at her in a bashful fashion. Honestly, I was embarassed by her comment. Lorraine broke into giggles seeing this. “Kidding baby…” She cooed gently in my ears as she plants another kiss on my left cheek. “Oh…” Lorraine lets out another low-pitched moan softly as I tugged at her Denims gently, revealing her lacy purple G-String snuggled nicely in a triangle where its supposed to be, with a trimmed, sparsely neat bush peering our from the lace nettings…
Lorraine threw her head backwards slightly as the denims slipped just a little above her knees and I parted the string and slid my middle finger into her pussy easily, the fact that it was already moist offering no resistance to my immoral act…
She’s wet. I told myself in genuine appreciation as I savoured her every breath and contortion. Lorraine closed her eyes and grabbed my collar closed to her, pulling me towards her… Once again, our bodies were pressed as I licked her lips, seeking invitation frm her to allow my tongue into her warm, wet mouth… Tough position to main, minimum space, maximum constraint… You guys get the picture…
I could feel my back cramp in discomfort and my arms getting numbed… I couldn’t care less though as my finger continued to work and tease her down there… Most of the time, I would merely slide it up and down without any hints of moving inwards… I would only do so when she let out a loud passionate moan, an excited one… We kissed over and over again and I remembered how sweet her tongue tasted…
I necked her as she placed her left hand right where my bulge was. I remember feeling my manhood throb once, twice then thrice as she stroked it gently before feeling for my fly… Before I know it, the bulge was revealed in the full glory of lime-green stripes with white base, courtesy of CK underwear…
I never had so much laughters in a make-out session before… This time, it was sensual yet lighthearted as well as happiness lingered on over our very heads…
“Hahahaa” Lorraine teased… “That was easy… and that’s how you manage buttons and flies!” She proclaimed proudly. With what seems to be a single flick of her fingers, the button of my pants popped apart (No… again you Horny Goats with the kinkiest of thoughts, it did not POP OUT of its seams, it merely popped open… you know… like how it was meant to do!) and my pants slide downwards a little obediently.
She continued stroking the now exposed bulge in its uniform of lime-green strips… It looks just exactly how Celtic players would look if they ever won the Europa’s Champions League… Hahaha…
She gave a final moan of pleasure as I worked her pussy still, my fingers (just now finger… Now fingers… You guys know the drill, trust I don’t have to be too graphic in the process hor?) enjoying the inviting damp warmness therein. “My car’s too small for all this action…” She said as she held her quivering voice steady… “Or could it be that you are too big?” She whispered, low tone and giggling before motioning for me to get on my seat with a slight push on my chest. Her eyes twinkled as I complied with her directions…
As I laid back on my seat, Lorraine gently reclined hers and requested that I do the same… “Move your seats backwards… big guys like you need a little more space” She advised, “Oh yea… recline it slight as well…”
I reached for the lever and as I laid back in a bid to push the seat down into a slightly reclined position, Lorraine pulled the rubber straps of my underwear like how that stupid Celtic players, that I was describing earlier, would look if they took/ribbed off their jerseys (with green strips) after they had won the Europa’s Champions League (extention of early picture described)…
Throbbing, extended and hard, she slid her fingers sensually down the length of it creating a whirlwind of sensations with her nails and before sliding it into her mouth via very controlled lips…
I almost died then… No Kidding…
Crap Monday… been busy… Updating in between my waiting time before my next task and appointment…
A chill that felt warm and fuzzy to the touch ran down my spine as I struggled to lift my head up just a little, just in time to watch my throbbing dick disappear into the warmth of Lorraine’s mouth…
I groaned uncontrollably, in absolute ecstacy and pleasure, and I couldn’t have wished for anyone to kill me more at that moment as my heart whirled, awakened and fully aware of how emotional I felt, and leapt crashing into the very rib cage that kept it in…
I tugged away at the first button of my shirt, now loosened and hanging loosely as I tried desperately to loosen my tie. It was warm and in steamy in the car; As for me, sweaty… as I could feel the beads of perspiration form on my forehead and temples…
I squirmed in my seat uncontrollably as I felt Lorraine’s tongue run up my dick before promptly placing it once more in her mouth… As warm wetness engulfed it, I could hear the words “I love you…” form in my head…. Big mistake, that much I know, and struggled to fight these words from forming in my mouth…
I held my tongue stiff to prevent those words from forming and in their place, was intermittent, masculine panting… I could feel her suction whirling around the head of my manhood as she ran her nails gently around the contours of my balls, occasionally peering at me with half opened, sleepy eyes…
She slurped a little and moaned, like a 3 year-old girl (its just an analogy, not meant to create any sick paedophilic fantasies here, damn it!) tasting solid food for the 1st time and trying to tell her parents how good it tasted with her mouth full and stuffed…
It was too much for me take… like I mentioned earlier, I almost died there and then in the seat (You might recall news of a couple who died in the car on our LianHe WanBao about 1-2 years back? Well, I cannot explain how the girl died… but I honestly suspected if I were the die, this would be how I died…). I could feel an eruption forming just beneath the skins and tissues of my dick…
I continued to groan in a pleading fashion that spells “Spare me… Spare me from the torture….” when clarity filled my head once more…
“Cut it dude… its wrong…” The angel of me spoke. Calmly, Gently, I gave her bobbing head a nudge as I tried to upright myself…
“Lorraine, that’s enough…” I heard myself say…
“You didn’t like it?” Her eyes were squinted into a slit as she asked innocently with a slight disappointment…
I laughed as I struggled to pull up the green jersey of my still throbbing champion (from Celtic if you recall my earlier posts… hahaha). Yes… You’ve scored a goal… so what… match’s far from over… I could hear the manager in me screaming at its champion midfielder and playmaker from the sidelines…
“I loved it…” I laughed as I found my voice…. I looked right into her now wide-open, smiling eyes and held her hands…. “But I’m late for work…”
Lorraine chuckled once more, the chuckling sounding more like a baby’s coo…
She planted a kiss on my cheek once again before pulling everything on her that’s now down up once more… Finding the band, or rather, scrunchy, that snapped right out of place, she tidied her hair into an orderly bunch once more… before turning around and smiling at me… “Yea… Glen’s almost ended school… Guess we better run…”
Once again, hands on wheels (no longer shifting the gearstick… I’m the manual transmission that requires gear shifting, her car’s fully automated), seatbelt buckled, the car whirled steadily into life as it climbed slowly out of its protective lot….
I don’t think anyone has seen us… We have not encountered anyone yet… I looked around, trying to spot any persons whom may be hiding behind pillars with a camera thinking about how much points he’d be upped if he posts it in SBF and how much attention if he posted it in STOMP… No one… I recalled feeling relieved before a fuzzy feeling filled my heart once more when I saw Lorraine’s face, now focused on manuevering her car down the slopes of the MSCP.
I so wished I can tell her how much I love her… I’m pretty sure I did…
“What?” She turned around and laughed, her eyes twinkling once more in the noon sun that hits the exiting car from the dim MSCP and reflected in her eyes from the windshield as she turned around to find me staring right back at her with appreciation that cannot be spelt…
She gave a gentle smile before saying after a brief pause… “Don’t I know you from somewhere…Mister?” We completely cracked at that joke as she planted another kiss before the traffic light which was red turned green….
As bros following my thread closely would know, journey to my workplace doesn’t take too long…
The 10 minutes drive to my office was pretty much in silence as we both tried hard to maintain our nonchalent and unaffected demeanor in a leisurely poised manner after that kiss before the traffic light, as we tried to pretend that we were simply enjoying our moment of mutual silence as well as the music that’s coming out from her tweeters.
Truth be told, music was good as this girl as a taste in music (except for stupid ole fergulicious… lol), but nothing her stereos were playing were getting into our heat-fried brains…
“Ok… Guess you are here…” She quipped as she pulls the car over by the road for a stop…
“Yea… I guess…” Reluctance was every bit in my tone and none of those efforts to hide it were evident.
“Hey Stan…” My ears pricked. First time she called me Stan as I could feel my heart skip a bit…. “Wait…”
I turned my head around to face her, unsure and afraid of whatever she was gonna say next…
My anticipation grew to a roaring crescendo as it formed in my pursed, curled lips…. Evading my eye, Lorraine said “Nothing… Ummm… have a great day at work yea? Toodlez…” Before breaking into a warm, hearty smile…
I sat rooted in my seat even after she said that…. counting down the seconds… 1s… 2s… I didn’t know how to react as I stared at her bearming smile…. On the third passing second though, her beauty dawned on me once more as I leaned forward and kissed her smack right on her lips…
You could see that look of pleasant surprise mixed with complete uber shock form on her face as she chuckled… “Thanks Stan… toodlez…” She said firmly…. “You are late… & So am I…”