Over drinks, we chatted about the office, colleagues, and eventually to our personal lives. I found out more about her, what actually happened between her and the hubby, the rough time she was going through over the divorce and splitting of bills for the flat and furnishing.
As she got more tipsy, she started telling me about her sex life with the hubby previously. I teased her about the positions she liked when making out, which led to her telling me about her dry spells - she hasn’t had a cock in half a year!
Many ideas ran through my mind. I steadied myself and reminded myself not to take advantage of her already miserable position, I shouldn’t be adding to her burden by getting involved with her at this time. Besides, we work in the same office, although in different departments.
As we continued drinking, she snuggled up to me, resting her head on my shoulders for support. Her face was red hot like a beetroot under the influence of the alcohol, she placed her hand on my thigh as she continued to talk and laugh. I smell trouble - if this goes on, I will lose my self-control … which man wouldn’t?
I turned my head and took another good look at her. Average looks but definitely pleasant, luscious lips, a pair of lovely big eyes. Looking further down, I could see her breasts screaming, wanting to burst out of her tight fitting tees - she’s at least a 34E, I think, but I had no way to confirm this yet as I’ve never set hands on any pair of breasts this size. Her already short skirt rode up a little, showing her fair, silky thighs as she leaned on me to snuggle up to me. I was getting an erection, encourage by the scent of her perfume.
I leaned my face closer to her, looking her straight in her eyes. “A, if you continue teasing me, rubbing up and down my thigh, I shall not be responsible for the consequence.”, I sounded her out.
“Really? And what might the consequence be?”, she asked, obviously flirting with me by giving me that innocent look in her eyes as she her hand traveled further up and stopped just short of touching my balls.
“Well, I really don’t know, A. You’re making me feel good. But I really don’t know if this is a good idea.”, I was in a dilemma.
“You don’t find me good enough for you? Not even for a fling? I’m really that lousy, huh?”, she asked, looking a little hurt.
“No, no … It’s not like this. Just that I don’t know if this is a good time to start this. I know you’re going through a bad patch now and don’t really want to add to your problems. Besides, we work in the same office. It might be awkward if things don’t turn out well?”, I reasoned, while I was still able to think straight.
“I just want someone now, and you’re such a nice person to be with. I’m not asking you for commitments, we haven’t even dated. I just need you. Just being together, hanging out, someone to talk to about my stuffs. You can still have your personal life, you can continue dating whichever girl. No strings attached, I promise.
I was caught off guard. Never expected such a deal to exist in real life. “You’re kidding me, right?”, I asked, still unsure.
“I’m not. I don’t joke about such stuffs.”, came the reply, sounding a little offended.
There was silence … a couple of minutes passed.
Many thoughts flashed through my mind. Mentally I was trying to weigh the odds, was it worth giving it a go? She’s nice. I like her. But this is too close for comfort. If this screws up, it could hurt my career.
“I’ve put you in a difficult position?”, she asked, and I woke up from my deep thoughts.
“No, it’s not that. Just that …”, before I could finish, she planted a kiss on my lips. Our lips brushed against each other’s lightly. Looking each other in the eyes, we locked lips again, this time in a deep french kiss, with tongues darting out and into each other’s mouth.
Her hands held my cheeks as we kissed. I responded by hugging her body to mine, breasts pressed against my chest. That was really something. Her enormous pair of breasts felt so good pressed against mine. After a few minutes, we finally broke away from each other.
“Would you like to come up to my new place?”, she asked.
After breaking up with the hubby, she rented an apartment on her own.
“Please say yes. Spend the night with me and keep me company, okay?”, she pleaded.
“I’d love to, especially now that you’ve made me so hard.”, I replied with a wicked grin.
She glanced down and saw the tent already pitched in my pants.
“Let me check if it’s already hard.”, she grabbed my erected cock from outside my pants.
“Wow! There’s a monster hiding in there, I think … I’d better bring you back to have a complete body check done.”, she teased. Thankfully it was quite dim over at our corner.
I paid the bill and we left, hand in hand, just like a couple. On the way to the cab stand, we passed by a 7-11 and went in to get a box of Durex before heading to her place.
Her apartment was quite tastefully done, for a rental place. It even had a bath tub, I discovered when I went to take a leak when she excused herself to go change into something more comfortable.
When I was done, I went back in. Her room door was left wide opened. I saw her standing by her dressing table, removing her ear rings. She then unzipped her skirt from the back and let it fall to the floor, revealing her black g-string and curvy butt, which looked as good as C’s, if not better.
She then lifted her tees over her head. Her ample breasts bounced out from her body hugging tees and my jaws dropped, “Wow!”, I exclaimed. She looked up and saw me from the reflection of her dresser mirror.
“You like what you see so far? This is the package you’re getting, need to inspect before receiving the package?”, she teased as she turned sideways, held her hair with one hand, the other hand at her hips, giving me a pose.
“No thumbs up for the package.”, I replied after scrutinizing from head to toe, front to back.
“Why?”, she pouted.
I unzipped my pants and dropped my underwear. My cock sprang out, screaming for air.
“Because it’s definitely a cock up, so don’t need a thumbs up anymore. My cock has said it all.”, I said as I held my cock, giving it a rub in an up/down motion.
“You know, all this while working together, I’ve sometimes wondered how you’d look like beneath your clothes. I never expected you’re that big down there.”, she said as she walked over and held little me in her hands.
“Shall we have a bath together?”, she asked.
“Sounds great!”, came my reply, instantaneously.
I filled up the bath tub and lay in there, eyes closed, enjoying the hot bath, very relaxing after a long day. She was still at her dresser, removing her makeup. Minutes later, I felt a hand feeling my flaccid cock and sagged ball. I opened my eyes, she was kneeling next to the tub, naked from head to toe.
My eyes automatically shifted focus to her breasts, they were enormous but no signs of sagging. As we kissed, I placed my hands over her breasts. This was the first time I actually felt a woman’s breasts overflowing from my palms as I cupped them. We broke the kiss and she climbed into the bath tub with me, seated on the opposite end facing me.
She used her toes to rub my flaccid cock and sagged balls, not much reactions due to the very hot water. Knowing that I’m not going to be able to get it up anytime soon, I sat up straight and spread her legs opened instead, reaching out for her pussy. Her pubic hair was sparse and I had a clear view of her pussy. I changed to a kneeling position and leaned forward, submerging my head in the water and started teasing her clit with the tip of my tongue. She let out a moan of approval and pressed her pussy against my face.
Not an easy task trying to pleasure her underwater, having to keep to a rhythm but yet had to doing it skillfully to prevent water from entering my mouth and swallowing in. Within half a minute, I gave up, gasping for air and the water was way too hot for my face to remain underwater for long. We decided to dry ourselves and continue on her bed.
As we walked out of the bathroom, naked, I could feel my sagged balls starting to contract, and my flaccid cock gradually hardening, while walking in to her air-con room. That hot / cold feeling was shiok!
Then I heard a rumbling sound. It was coming from her. Realizing that it was her stomach calling out in hunger, my started to protest too. Only then did we remember that we have not had dinner yet. Already naked, sitting on the bed, neither of us were keen to go out again just for dinner - we have more important mission to accomplish.
So she suggested that we just fill our stomach with whatever she can find in the fridge. I was more than happy to agree to that. It turned out that she only has an unopened box of strawberries, and pretty much nothing else that can be eaten instantly without having to cook. Noticed that she also had a can of whipped cream, we decided to just settle for strawberries with whipped cream.
She washed the strawberries and placed them in a large transparent bowl. I topped it up with whipped cream and made us 2 coffee to go along with. We brought everything into the room to continue to enjoy the air con, all this while still naked. We laid back on her bed to savour our ‘dinner’, while chatting about the possibility of going on a vacation together, hopefully no one at the office will notice and suspect that we’ve gone on a vacation together.
In her excitement, she toppled the bowl of strawberries that she was holding, which landed on her breasts and the strawberries dropped to her navel, making a mess of whipped cream all over her body. My cock was thinking much faster than me and sprang to attention!
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esxrider
Bro, that’s great stuff over there …
Keeping it cumming.
Thanks for your support, bro! More updates coming …
“OMG! What have I done now … “, she laughed.
“That’s okay, let me help you clean up the mess.”, I offered, leaning forward to pick up the bowl, and at the same time picked up a strawberry from her navel with my mouth, tongue just lightly brushing across her navel. I could see her goose pimples appearing suddenly.
“Turned on already?”, I teased her and continued lapping up the whipped cream from her tummy, gliding my tongue up to her breasts. My tongue had to travel extra distance to cover her enormous breasts, they were nice and quite firm. There was a blob of whipped cream on one of her nipples, not wanting to waste that, i flicked my tongue at her nipples, making sure it was cleaned off.
She let out a soft moan, appearing to be in deep enjoyment, eyes closed. I grabbed and squeeze her breasts, playing with them for a good 5 minutes before moving south to continue with my cleaning mission. I took my time and licked every inch of her front, from neck to waist.
When I finally reached her pussy, I realized that area was clean, no mess, no whipped cream. I reached for the can and the nozzle shot a jet of whipped cream at her pussy. I smiled, happy. I stuck out my tongue and continued licking her, with my tongue running around her clit area and down to her pussy. She jolted in ecstasy, moaning got louder and louder.
I picked up one of the strawberries on the bed and used it to rub at her clit. Her moan was non-stop, I got even more aroused listening to her moan. I pushed the strawberry at her pussy, it half went in. She didn’t quite expected that and let out a small scream. I sucked at the strawberry, letting it slide in and out a little, she got even more aroused at that. I could see the strawberry now glistening with her natural lubricant. I sucked it out of her pussy, chewed and swallowed it.
“Taste good?”, she asked, giggling.
“We’ve sat side by side at so many meetings in the office but I’ve never imagine your pussy to be able to enhance the flavour of strawberries … it taste great!”, I made a dig at her and got a smack on my chest, both laughing, as I laid down. I took the can and sprayed a jet of whipped cream over my cock and balls.
“Come taste the banana dessert now, my dear.”, I said as I pulled her towards me.
Obediently, she stuck out her tongue and ran it down the length of my shaft, from the tip to the base, down to the balls, cleaning out the cream before finally taking the entire length into her mouth. I was in seventh heaven! Within 5 minutes, I felt the pressure building up, and without warning, I shot my load into her mouth.
As if she already anticipated that, she did not gag nor pull back, but continued to suck me dry. When she finally released my cock from her mouth, it came out clean, no traces of cum, no trace of whipped cream - a job well done.
She slid up my body and plant a kiss on my lips and we frenched, our tongues were embroiled in a fierce battle. I could taste a bit of my own cum, in a mixed flavor of whipped cream. Weird, but the combination does taste good.
With her boobs rubbing on my chest, and her pussy grinding my cock as we kissed, my cock hardened again. She lifted her lower body a little, took hold of my cock and stuck it up her already-wet pussy in one swift motion. With the large amount of lubricants flowing out, my cock penetrated easily. She started to ride me slowly, I could see my entire shaft appearing and disappearing into her pussy over and over again - this was very arousing to me.
After a few minutes, she started grinding in a circular motion. I don’t know where she picked that skill up from, but it does felt very good and I enjoyed every bit of the action. After another few minutes, I rolled her over, with my cock still stuck in her pussy, and I pumped her in missionary position. She raised her legs high up so I could penetrate deeper. After a while, she hooked her legs around my lower back as I continued pumping her furiously fast.
At the same time, she was screaming with pleasure from the speed of my thrusts. Hearing her screams, I got more excited and thrusted even faster. Within a couple of minutes, I shot my load into her pussy. She grabbed me tightly with her legs over my butt, pressing me tightly to her pussy, draining every drop of semen I have. Depleted, both panting for air, I fall on her and rested for a while, my cock still in her, only slowly slid out as it softened.
“Thank you again. I’ve not been this happy for a long while. And I definitely have not had a cock in a while time, and a good cum like today.”, she looked at me and said.
“I’ve enjoyed myself a lot too with you. Didn’t think we could click this well, and never imagined you could be so good in bed. You totally drained every drop of semen I have.”, I replied with a smile.
“So you think we can continue with the relationship? No commitments, just keeping each other company, just being happy?”, she asked again.
“Honestly, no man could resist such a proposition, especially from a hot babe like you, unless he’s gay.”, I laughed.
“But yes. I really liked your company. I do want to continue this relationship with you. The sex was good. Your company was even better, feels so relaxed, can talk to you about anything. Not sure where this is heading, but let’s see how it goes.”, I said.
With that, we became friends with benefits. The non-committal relationship lasted over the next few years, while I was still having sort-of-similar relationship with J and C on an on/off basis, in addition to a few others I’ll talk about over the next few installments.
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Lionrod32
Whipped cream, strawberries, boobies and pussy ……. Hmmmmmm great combination bro …. Hahahahaha …. Keep it coming, bro
More to come, Lionrod32, more to come than just strawberries …. ;p
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Aweboy
Great story
lovin it
Come back more often for updates, ya? Thanks for support!
The next few weeks passed without much new excitement except for the usual bonks with my 2 fuck-buddies and 1 friend-with-benefits.
What’s the difference, you may ask. With my 2 FBS (J & C), mostly the sole purpose of our meet up is just to fuck each others’ brains out, purely for the sake of satisfying each others’ animal lusts, getting sexual relief.
With my friend-with-benefits (A), we don’t fuck on every outing. Rather, we do lots of stuffs together, such as having drinks, chats, movies, shopping and everything else best friends do together … apart from the occasional sex when we needed the sexual relief - mostly her than me as I was still getting a fair amount of sexual relief from J & C.
One Friday night, I went for a midnight movie with J at TBP. As usual, we did some hanky panky at the cinema during the movie, mostly just grabbing and caressing each other from the outside of our clothes. We were not able to take hanky panky a step further as the cinema was quite full that night.
After the movie, we were feeling horny from all the caressing and needed badly for some sexual relief. J was not keen to go to a hotel as she has to be back home since she has to go to school on Saturday morning. We walked around TBP and managed to find a rather secluded spot behind UOB.
J sat in front of me and I was hugging her from behind, hands moving up to caress her breasts. I then slipped my hand inside her blouse and unhooked her bra to release her breasts and continue to grab and squeeze them, occasionally lightly pinching the nipples in between my index finger and thumb. She was moaning in enjoyment.
With one hand still fondling her breast, the other hand glided all the way down the front, caressing her smooth thighs, before disappearing into her skirt. She was very damp below. I could feel her wetness as I rubbed my finger on her panties, at the spot where her clit was.
I then pulled her panties aside and slipped my fingers in to caress her pussy. She moaned. Seeing her enjoying the action with eyes closed, I stuck one finger in her pussy and started to finger-fuck her. Her moans grew louder. With my finger still penetrating her pussy, I moved the other hand down to rub her clit. Double action, double shiokness!
Within minutes, her body stiffened for a while, then quivered and shuddered, crying out in ecstasy as she came. It was late night and I was pretty sure that could be heard a hundred metros away. Once she settled down, we quickly adjusted her clothes and got up to leave. When we reached the corner, we nearly bumped into the security guard, who gave us a ‘I-know-what-you-did’ smile. I smiled back and we quickly left.
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esxrider
Nice!!! Thanks for sharing…
Luckily, the security guard smiled that way.
Else, he could have given you a "
I-also-want
" smile …
hahaha … if he gave me that smile, i’d have to give him that ‘you’ll-have-to-try-harder’ smile then