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I can’t bonk when I’m in deep grief. I can be tired, stressed, angry & still bonk away.. but somehow grief/hurt just saps the energy & will to fuck
-
How much I love H at that time… that in spite of what he had done, I could not bring myself to bonk someone else,
He grabbed my hand as I stumbled along with weak legs to his bedroom. Near his bed, W pulled me close after laughing at my flushed face & enveloped me in a bear hug.
I rested my head against his chest & listened to his heart beat.
Me: “I’m new at this… I’ll try not to suck”
H: (laughed a lot - I understood why some time after! Bloody sexual puns!
) “U’ll be fine… U smell very feminine today, very sensual,,,”
W tipped my head up & licked my lips before planting a deep hot kiss. We stumbled together on his bed & rolled around.
He finally settled on his back & pulled me up to sit astride on his hips with my mini-skirt pushed up close to my waist.
W suddenly leaned up & rested his face on my breasts, reached into my tank top & behind to find my bra clasp…
He stopped, looked at me puzzled while his hands kept roaming my back. “How do I get u out of your bra?
For the first time that day, I laughed – there was this sudden surge of feminine pride/smugness to see W so eager.
I grabbed his wrists & pushed them down, gave him a sultry look before pulling off the tank top myself.
Feeling emboldened, I slowly smoothed my hands up my stomach to lightly cup each breast before meeting at my cleavage to unclasp my bra….
My feminine confidence dissipated as fast as it has emerged when W grinned more widely. My hands froze, keeping my breasts still covered…
Keeping his eyes fixed on my face, he swept my hands aside revealing my breasts to him.
He flipped me on my back & started to kiss & suck at my hardened nipple while massaging the other breast…
It felt wonderful and I arched my back, wanting him to suckle my breasts more.
W then used his palm to massage me through my white-cotton panties, before slipping hand in.
I could feel his finger slide up & down my pussy slit, spreading my wetness … I closed my eyes & whimpered, moaning softly
Me: “Mmm…. no…. Mmmmm…. oh no no… mm….”
W: “Don’t keep saying No. Say yes and moan like how u’re doing… it’s very sexy…”
He eased away from my side to pull off his clothes & rummage thru’ his bedside table for a condom and KY Jelly.
Before long, W settled back beside me & pulled down my panties & parted my thighs… I was too dazed to be embarrassed any more.
W applied some jelly to his fingers before gently tweaking my clit with his finger tips & rubbing my pussy lips.
My hips jerked at the coldness of the jelly & the slippery contact of his fingers. As W nuzzled my neck, he slowly slipped one finger into my pussy then 2…
he would part his fingers a few times slowly stretching me. I felt hotter & hotter… subsciously spreading my thighs wider to allowed W to push his fingers in further.
W gave me one more long hard kiss before sitting up to put on a condom & applied more KY jelly over his capped cock. He moved over me to settle between my legs and eased one arm under my neck. His other hand guided his hard cock & I could feel his cock just touching my wet pussy.
Listening to his whispers “Relax Baby… relax” I took a deep breath, and he pushed himself slowly into me
Expecting pain, I tensed up at first. Instead there was a feeling of sudden tight pressure… W whispered “Baby” one more time & I was overwhelmed by the sensation of my pussy easing to accommodate him as he pushed in further. Our breaths were shallow as he paused, him deep in me…
W: “U ok?” He smile & kissed me gently
Me: “I’m ok. Feeling rather tight… U ok?”
W: “I’m more than ok…Yah.. it’s supposed to be tight… Ahhhh…..U feel very nice… I’m going to move now… Just breathe & relax…U feel so good..”
His thrusts started slow & gentle & shallow.. My fingers clutched tightly at his shoulders & I kept looking at W, whose face was flushed, his eyes hungry.
I started moan & arched my back pressing my breasts against him when I felt he rocked harder & deeper.
He moved his hands to cradle my buttocks. I closed my eyes - indulging in the new sensation of his cock moving deep in me….
There was a sudden warm sensation that started spreading where his pelvic area rubbed hard against my clit as he thrust into me.
Suddenly W squeezed my buttocks tightly causing me to gasp out loud & open my eyes.
He groaned one more time “Baby.. ah ahhh.. so good…” before pumping deeper & harder.
I could not stop gasping as my hips were pinned down & my pussy felt stretched as I felt his cock thob inside me.
W loosened the grip on my buttocks to hold me tight around my body… he laid on top of me breathing hard - I was breathless myself.
The warm sensation was still lingering in my pussy & I slowly squirmed my pelvis against him.
Although I felt sore, I wanted more… my body was telling me that I needed more…
(to be hopefully continued..)
Wow.. had to take a quick “breather” as I was quite breathless & turned on recollecting & penning this down.
They say u never forget your first love - i think for a lot of us the same applies for our first fuck.
I honestly remember not sleeping much for a long time after that… hahah… I need more wine now…
well thanks for reading this far again.. till next post. cheers!
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Originally Posted by
jonrai
Nice story, must be in 90s
It definitely was in the 90s! How did u guess??!!
Sorry ah… I’m no SYT… more like self-professed lao-chio! (shameless i know)
I’m at my most lucid now & I’m feeling a bit self-conscious here – not sure if I should still continue posting as my writing/experiences may not be that entertaining.
don’t want to be those kind of threads that take up server space…
feel free to pm me/zap me to let me know if i should let thread die. I may be a cha-bor but I won’t cry or take offence ~ just cyber-thrill only
cheers!
The last time I used a pager was some 12-13 years ago…and my 1st Ericsson hp cost 4-fig. So sis…you must be in your 30s! Still very young compared to an old uncle like me!
Please keep writing cos we don’t often get a lady’s pov on our favorite topic… i.e. SEX!
And you are not too old to enjoy sex! Bring it to a new level with hubby… have some notti outdoor fun, etc don’t let your sex life get jaded. As you would have read from many samsters’ complaints that soon after marriage sex goes out the window! That’s when trouble starts and men go astray.
Love your penmanship
(forgive me for the pun - thou I cant actually see your handwriting here =)
Your husband is a lucky man
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Originally Posted by
hickeybites
It definitely was in the 90s! How did u guess??!!
Sorry ah… I’m no SYT… more like self-professed lao-chio! (shameless i know)
I’m at my most lucid now & I’m feeling a bit self-conscious here – not sure if I should still continue posting as my writing/experiences may not be that entertaining.
don’t want to be those kind of threads that take up server space…
feel free to pm me/zap me to let me know if i should let thread die. I may be a cha-bor but I won’t cry or take offence ~ just cyber-thrill only
cheers!
A slight side-track from smutty-recollection writing
Arigato Gozaimasu to the bro’s & sis’s for the kind sweet words. Glad that u guys are ok with my self-indulging-smut posts…
Yah my hubby’s a lucky man haha *big ego swelling*. But seriously methinks my hubby & I are both lucky lah. Constant hard work in progress…*cross fingers*
Had a few PMs which seriously tickled me & had me pondering for these few days
Basically they ask how I can be sure that my hubby doesn’t surf sbf as well & maybe already knows I’m “hickeybites”… that is provided that whatever I’ve been posting is true??!! hahah.. (I’m creative but not that creative)
I’ve been closely observing his laptop habits for past week… he’s unable to surf external sites at work.
He’s always been rather open with his laptop surfing habits & shares with me those funny things he sees on the web…in fact I’m the 鬼鬼祟祟 one typing in the the bathroom at times
I sense no anger, panic, disapproval from hubby whatsover. Which leads me to 3 possible conclusions:
A) He’s not sbf member or he’s not currently surfing sbf much
B) He surfs sbf but frequents the FL Domes threads
C) He knows & is giving an Oscar-worth performance while waiting for the right opportunity to give me a spanking
I sincerely hope that it’s A or C..
one of these days I’m going to just whisper in his ear “h-i-c-k-e-y-b-i-t-e-s” & see if there’s any reaction
Will post “FR” in event of any possible interesting reaction hahah..
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Originally Posted by
hickeybites
A slight side-track from smutty-recollection writing
…in fact I’m the 鬼鬼祟祟 one typing in the the bathroom at times
I sense no anger, panic, disapproval from hubby whatsover. Which leads me to 3 possible conclusions:
I sincerely hope that it’s A or C..
one of these days I’m going to just whisper in his ear “h-i-c-k-e-y-b-i-t-e-s” & see if there’s any reaction
Will post “FR” in event of any possible interesting reaction hahah..
You are witty, humourous and your writing is fantastic….basically, your England put me to shame.
Do you by any chance give private English Tuition to Adult males here? I’m sure you will do great…..I wish to be the first to sign up.
Picking up from… finally getting my cherry popped at the ripe age of 18…
Today
, I’ll be recounting another memorable time with W
W looked down at me & stroked my hair before giving me a tight squeeze… He carefully eased himself out with his hand firmly at the base of condom.
My breaths were slowing down as I became more aware of the slight ache between my thighs & the heaviness of my body
“U ok? In pain or anything… sorry I tried to be as gentle as I could”.
Touching myself gingerly, I brought my fingers up close in the dim light to check… I expected blood but it was more like a slight pinkish stain…
I didn’t feel pain - more like soreness, & the sense of being stretched with a dull throb… the warmth in my clitoris area was ebbing away.
I did however feel a little bit frustrated … the warmth reminded me of times when I was interrupted while masturbating
Me: “What do we do now? Do yo need a smoke?”
W: “U watch too many Chinese movies! You expecting me to smoke & act smug while saying shit like “我会负责人的” as u cuddle up beside me sniffing away? I thought you were more a Mills & Boons fan! I’ve much to teach you…I don’t smoke in bed anyways… Let’s rest a bit then have some supper”
I couldn’t help myself… I remember acting all soppy like some bloody movie-小女人. (I don’t read Mills & Boons btw)
The next day, I got W to drop me off at Sue’s place & I related everything to her.
Being Sue, she would listen, interrupt to give comments or provide pointers, while I blushed, laughed, hugged myself as I glorified every detail.
That morning as we were talking, she almost finished her pack of cigarettes while I demolished the tub of ice-cream in her house.
I felt like I was on top of the world but I couldn’t say this to my parents or friends, only Sue. … I couldn’t wait to experience more…
A couple of weeks (& a couple of bonks) later, I dragged Sue out for shopping – I needed her advice.
Sue: “What! He wants u to shave down there? So kinky.. Wah-lau he reads those angmoh dirty magazine crap is it?
Is he really safe to be with? Don’t tell me he’s into little girls?”
Me: “He said that it’ll make me feel better & make me look sexier. I know it’s kinda weird but just help me - what do I need to go about shaving there?!?”
Sue: “U believe him… hmmmm… U better run if u see any cameras or shit lying around, get it?! I hope u know what u are doing..”
Despite Sue’s skeptism & misgivings, I went ahead - I was eager to experience more with W & I was turned on by the idea that I was going to be totally bare.
(Shan’t go into the details of the shave…
)
It was evening before I managed to get to W’s place in one piece - surprisingly no knicks or cuts & wearing a short dress this time.
He opened door & grabbed my butt while giving me a wet kiss on lips. I spied 2 glasses of Ribena on the side table & reached out for it.
I was surprised that it had vodka… W remembered me mentioning how much I liked Vodka Ribena when I hung out with my friends at Zouk
He slipped his arms around me as I gulped down more of the drink
W: “Drink up more… U like it?”
Me: “The vodka is stronger I must say… u’re more generous that the bartenders at Zouk”
W: “Really… let me try”
He took my glass & drank some before turning me around to kiss me… I giggled as he fed me more Vodka Ribena from his mouth…
My fav way to drink liquor *sigh*… Some droplets slipped down the side of his mouth & I licked them up… earning a raised eyebrow from W.
“Let’s have a quick bath together”
I felt self-conscious in the bright white bathroom light & avoided looking at myself in the mirror…
Instead I pretended to be engrossed at the brand of toiletries W had.
W started unbuttoning his shirt & soon divested himself of his shorts & briefs. For the first time, I properly looked at his erect cock in the bright light.
So far I’ve held & stroked it & felt it intimately inside me … in my shyness, I’ve never actually looked at his cock properly
I felt shy & yet strangely pleased … his cock seemed to twitch under my gaze…
W chuckled as he helped me out of my clothes admist my protests.
“You shaved… good girl”
Nudging me into the shower stall, he stepped in after me.
I expected W to start groping me… instead he grabbed the handheld shower & sprayed it over my hair & body before proceeding to do the same for himself.
Water continued to run down his back & spray around us as he turned my back to face him.
In a business-like manner, he passed me a bar of soap while he started to shampoo my hair… His rough hands were heavenly against my scalp…
(
Side note: I love my hair getting washed by guys – it definitely started with W
)
After some vigorous massaging, W started to play with my hair still in shampoo - piling it up in various styles & making me laugh in amusement.
My bashfulness was temporarily forgotten as I soaped & washed myself. Suddenly, W turned me around & asked me to soap him up as well.
My heart thumping fast, I lathered up his shoulders, arms, chest, torso… & pelvis; W had his hands planted on my breasts…
massaging them & tracing lazy circles around my nipples. Just when I thought he was going to kiss me, he reached back for the handheld,
ordered me to stand still & quickly washed off the shampoo & soap off both of us.
W wrapped the towel around his hips (
sigh… a half-naked man with a towel is one image that never fails to arouse me~ again courtesy of W
)
while wrapping me up in the towel & carrying me to his room. I was suddenly shy again & mumbled about how my hair was still wet…
He ignored my mumblings & deftly stripped me of the towel before pushing me down onto the bed
Before I could react, he quickly propped a nearby pillow under my hips.
I was shocked & tried to roll away but was prevented from doing so as he pinned my thighs down.
In panic, I quickly covered my bare pussy & tried shuffling backwards instead. .. his face was just too close.
W impatiently hooked my thighs over his shoulders & grabbed my elbows - forcing my arms to my sides.
I kept protesting but he was insistent as he bent his head down to shower me kisses me there - his stubble was rough against my skin.
My hips jerked as his tongue nudged & found my clit… I started moaning and my arms laid still - no longer resistiing.
His fingers joined his tongue and I could feel them exploring me…
A further jolt coursed through me as I felt his tongue & finger push first tentatively into my pussy before going deeper.
A part of me wanted to push my hips away & try to escape… but my hips were writhing & arching upwards to meet his mouth
Me: “Stop… it feels weird… I feel like i’m going to pee”
W: “It’s ok… just relax… It’s ok… Open up & let go… U’re very wet today "
He stopped to look up & smile at me… I could see that his mouth & chin & lower cheeks were wet
He brought 2 wet fingers to his mouth to lick while continuing to fix his stare at me.
It was so erotic… I felt almost dizzy & whimpered as he bent his head back down to lick & suck my clit.
I’ve touched myself & pleasured myself before but this felt different, more intense…
the warmth in my clit & pussy lips turned hot, almost like a burning sensation…
I felt sudden electrifying pulses followed by hot waves, which ignited from my pussy & expanded throughout my body… my nipples stiffened further in response…
I think I was softly screaming … I remember my hands clutching at W’s hair
As I slowly came back down to earth, he continued to massage my pussy against the palm of one hand…
I felt very wet, and could feel dampness down my thighs…
W sat up & quickly slipped on a condom. He shifted the pillow away from under my thighs & pushed my legs further apart.
I lifted my head slightly & could see his hard cock ready between my thighs.
He was breathing hard as well… with his hands firmly on my buttocks, he deliberately pushed himself into my moist pussy.
It was tight.. but yet he was able to slide into me in one smooth motion. His cock felt so full inside me & I was intoxicated with the sensation.
W started grind slowly, & i found my hips & legs lifting up so that he could sink deeper into me.
Our moans became louder & more frantic… W squeezed my ass harder & started to thrust harder while I strove to keep up. I was getting wetter & wetter…
W: “Keep moving.. that’s it… aaahhh…… U’re very tight…”
I came again… a lingering warm orgasm this time. He hugged me tight as he came… his cock pulsated hard inside me…
An afterword about W: I never really considered him as my bf.. don’t get me wrong, I had some puppy feelings of course & I did harbour some daydreams.
But Sue was smart enough to bring me sharply back to earth should I start to sound too sappy.
(ok, pardon me here as I indulge a bit into Star Wars – am a Star Wars & Star Trek:The Next Generation fan.
At this moment I have lack of a better description & can only draw on Star Wars characters as analogies…
)
I think of W as my Palpatine - he introduced me to the Dark (but so-delicious) Side…
He taught me about sex & about a man’s body - my body as well in fact. On hindsight, I’m pretty lucky to have met him…
However as much I was in lust, I was also under no illusions that W considered me as a gf. For one, we were secretive & discreet till the very end.
2 main things that also stood out in my mind:
- Other than sex, we had almost nothing else in common. We had very different viewpoints, likes, dislikes, values etc…
Our expectations of life at that time were vastly different. I remember going with friends to bunjee-jump off the crane at Batam.
I was so hyped up & excited that I finally did it & couldn’t wait to try it again elsewhere. W was dismissive & told me that I was stupid & childish…
(now in my 30s I do agree with him somewhat! haha) but I realized then that my bf should not just share my bed but share life with me as well
- when talking abt H to Sue, all I could talk about was the sex, sex, sex… I didn’t share about what W as a person, his likes etc..
I’ll always think fondly of him… he introduced me to a LOT of first times.
Whenever i bump into someone on the street wearing Davidoff Cool Water, my heart will always skip a beat
My cousin Sue would be my Yoda, and I’ve encountered a couple of Siths in my love life.
H/hubby would be my Hans Solo…at one time he was “frozen in carbonite” & it seemed that we would be separated.
I think of H as the pilot of our “Millenium Falcon” i.e. love-ship haha - I’ll like to think that I’m Princess Leia, not Wookiee!!!
Something to just bring up… in my posts in other threads, I’ve made mention that I’ve experienced betrayal before.
Few years’ back H had an affair that caused much upheaval & grief and we did almost separate.
In the aftermath, I was comforted by an ex-fb/friend (
B
- more about him later) & almost had revenge sex.
Somehow I didn’t & when I didn’t, it made me realise 2 things:
even if it could have helped to bolster my confidence at that time.
It would have been a totally different story if H had walked away from our marriage after his affair came to light.
I don’t believe in begging a man to stay if his heart is somewhere else – my pride doesn’t allow it.
Even with kid in the picture, my personal belief is that it’s better to let go & move on if the other party has no heart to stay.
H wanted to make amends, save our marriage & do anything to salvage the situation… I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel hurt & angry & slighted & vengeful…
it was truly the lowest point in both our lives. However in turn, I’ve done much self-reflection: although H was responsible for choosing to have an affair (with a crazy person),
I too had to be held accountable for the state of our marriage which was one of the factors for the affair to have occurred…
There were many factors that were behind us having a communication breakdown. Both H & I were responsible..
It’s been an uphill struggle for 2+years but I believe it’s worth it…
H and I are now more like the lovers & best friends that we were before & during the 1st few years of our marriage.
Of course at times, I’ve my doubts & worries that history can repeat itself…
but at least I know this: this time I gave it my all & tried to be the best wife & lover to H whilst still staying true to myself & my values.
And if our marriage were to break down again (either H or I can drop the ball here), I can walk away knowing that I’ve tried my best & I’ve no regrets whatsoever…
For what it’s worth, surviving the affair brought me to a deeper understanding of myself, and made me realize that I am beautiful and I can be strong.
It also tore away the naive & unrealistic ideals that I had, why we should never say never & that shit happens even to the best of us.
I really saw & continue to see H for who he is - strengths, faults & weaknesses - everything.
I can now say that I love H for the man that he is & not the man that I’ve made him out to be or the man that he’s expected to be.
Of course I would definitely wish that I could have learnt all this without the pain of betrayal - something that I wish not on any sis or bro.
After all that’s been said & done, I think I handled the whole thing with some class & grace lah.
And yes – the 1st page of this thread did happen. My HSD is alive & kicking & I seduce/pounce on H a lot
Okay back to
B
- the one who comforted me… wow, he’s my
Obi Wan Kenobi
.
It’s all the more sweet cos he’s not a Singaporean & had flown down here to be of support when he found out that I was severely depressed & things were rough between me & H.
If W had introduced me to the wonders of sex, B definitely led me to fully open up to the Force & embrace my sexuality…
Apologies for this wordy sex-less post… I’ll post about B the next time (with sex)… I’ll need booze plus coffee for that though *squirm squirm*
have a great Sunday tomorrow!