I didn’t know how to reply Ayumi. What was I suppose to say? Yes, I did like her but everything that I had done was out of friendship. I thought for a moment……
“Ayumi, I like you because you are beautiful. And you are so nice. You are my dream girl.”
Silence… Ayumi looked disturbed…
Ayumi: “Notti-san, my bf and I just broke up earlier in the week. It was because he went behind my back to check on the messages in my pager. I didn’t know that until he asked me who you were. I felt that he totally disrespected me. So I broke up with him. But, if I were to become your gf now, would you think poorly of me?”
I was ecstatic!!! It was like striking Toto!!! And that stupid ex-bf of hers… How stupid could he be? All I did was wish her “Bon Voyage”. Nothing more. But he got all upset and now this pretty thing wanted to be my gf. Wow!!! So of course, I said,
Me: “Of course not. You are a good girl. You should follow your heart and do what you want.”
Ayumi: “Give me 2 days to think about it. I will call you ok?”
I nodded.
When I reached her place, I gave her a kiss on the cheek. She got down from the car and I watched her walk slowly into the house. What would her answer be???
I can still remember clearly. It was a Thursday evening when Ayumi called me. I was preparing dinner.
Ayumi: “Notti-san, I have thought about it. I will be your gf.”
Me: “That’s great! Can I see you tomorrow? Pick you up?”
I can’t recall what I did the next day, but I can recall that I could not wait for school to be over. I was all smiles when I drove over to pick Ayumi up and my face almost smiled itself apart when I saw her. My beautiful goddess was waiting in front of her house.
After she got into my car, we discussed what we were going to do that evening. We decided that we would buy take-out, hope over to Blockbuster Video and pick out a couple of movies. I can still remember that the movies I picked-“What’s Eating Gilber Grape?” and “Scent of a Woman”.
When we got into my room… no, we didn’t tear each other’s clothes off. We were decent people. We got onto my futon and watched the movie and ate dinner at the same time. And I guess the Chinese saying is true饱暖思淫欲. So midway through the movie, when dinner was done and over and cleared, my mind started wandering into the sexual abyss and my fingers started to wander too.
First, my hand went below the blanket (it was autumn so it was cold) in search of her hand and we held hands for a while… maybe 15 minutes or so. Then I decided that I wanted to pull her close to me, so my hand wrapped round her shoulder. After 5 minutes, I couldn’t take it anymore and I decided to french her. So in a quick and sudden move, I turned my head to face her and planted my lips onto hers. I was surprised she that she was not surprised, and even more surprised that there was no resistance from her. Most of my experiences till then, consisted of girls putting up some form of resistance.
Her mouth readily opened to receive my tongue. We frenched lovingly for about 2 minutes before my hand started to wander to her right breast and I started squeezing on it. It was ALL BRA… I was somewhat disappointed but I was too horny to stop. She then pulled her lips away from mine and shyly said, “My breasts are very small.”
Me: “It’s ok. I don’t mind. I would love to look at them. Can I?”
Ayumi: “You don’t mind? You are not lying? (Happily)
Me: nodded (Lying)
Ayumi: “OK… I will let you see them.” (Shyly)
Me: “Let me help you.”
I then proceeded to take off her T-shirt and I saw her in her bra. Her breasts were so small that they did not even fill her A-Cup bra. I proceeded to unhook her bra…then when the bra fell away, there she stood, topless.
Now I know, this is an anti-climax of sorts. I wish I could tell you guys that she had the biggest melons that I had ever set my eyes on, but that would be lying. Truth was the opposite, she had the smallest pair of breasts that I have ever seen. Even till today. But she also has 1 of the most beautiful faces that I ever set my eyes on and the sweetest, most gentle, warmest personality ever. So I guess, God is fair.
Even though Ayumi had the smallest pair of breasts ever, I was beyond caring. I planted my lips onto her nipples and I started licking and sucking them. Even though her breasts were small, her nipples were decent sized, and most importantly, they were very very sensitive. The moment my lips latched onto them, she started moaning. Rather loudly, I might add. It seemed that I had found a moaner!!!
Ayumi: “Ah…! Ah…!”
I could see that she was enjoying my licking. After a while, she bit on her lips. She wanted to control her moaning!!! She was so cute!!!
After a while, my hand started to wander again and headed for her pussy. I cupped my hand over her pussy. She gasped and drew in mouthful of air. Then she opened her eyes, looked at me and asked, “Do you have a condom?”
I shook my head.
Ayumi: “Eri said we can’t have sex if we don’t have a condom.”
Me: “Oh… ok…”
Ayumi: “Are you angry? (Looking worried) Don’t be angry. It’s just not safe if we don’t use a condom.”
Me: “I am ok. Don’t worry.”
Ayumi still looked worried.
Me: “Can you suck my cock?”
Ayumi’s face lit up.
Ayumi: “Really??? You will let me suck your cock? You really want me to suck your cock??? (Very happily)”
I nodded. I don’t know why some women are so fascinated with my cock. She was the second girl to exhibit such extreme happiness when I asked her to suck my cock. I was only too happy to oblige. If my cock can bring her such happiness, it is only right of me to sacrifice my “dick-nity”.
Ayumi then threw me the sluttiest CFM look I had ever seen. I didn’t know she had that in her. She sexily pulled down my jeans and underwear. And when my cock was exposed in all its glory, she devoured my cock hungrily-like a cock hungry slut. Her mouth engulfed my whole cock and she sucked me like a vacuum cleaner. In between bobbing her head up and down, she would twirl and swirl her tongue around my dick head. I was in cock-sucking heaven. Even when she was sucking my cock, she would frequently look up to study my face; to see if I was enjoying myself. It didn’t take me long before I could feel the explosion coming. I told her I was cumming.
Ayumi: “S…h…oo…t… in…si…de… my… mou…th… (she said as she was sucking and slurping)”
OMG!!! I was truly in cock sucking 7th heaven!!!
I shot my load in her mouth and she took everything in – just like the obedient slut/gf/bitch that every guy would want.
After that session with Ayumi, I made sure that I always had a condom with me whenever I was going to meet her. It wasn’t easy because I was officially attached to June and all hell would have broken loose if she were to find a condom on me. June and I never had sexual intercourse.
Anyway, sex with Ayumi was good for many reasons. Ayumi had a body made for sex. She was sensitive all over. I remember once when we were watching tv and I was just lovingly stroking her legs. She told me to stop because her panties were soaked. I was like “WTF??” Then whenever we had foreplay, she would want me to caress or stroke her anywhere on her body. It could be her arms, her back, and her favorite, her inner thighs, etc, and her pussy would be dripping. And when I meant dripping, I meant DRIPPING.
One incident that I remember clearly was when we met after being apart for many months. I flew to Japan to meet her. That night in her room, she showed her hunger for me.
We took turns showering because she was living with her grandmother and we had to be quiet. She showered first followed by me. When I came out from the shower and into her room, she looked at me shyly from beneath the blanket. I could tell that she was desperate and hot for my cock but the conservative nature in her prevent her from devouring me.
I went towards her, slid my body onto hers, and without a word, our lips met. It was wild!!! Our tongues fought and we exchanged saliva. It was a hot battle! And the moment I tore my lips away from hers and latched onto her nipples, all hell broke loose. She took in a large amount of air and I could see her biting hard on her lips. She was trying really hard not to moan out loud. It was a funny yet sexy sight. And when my tongue flicked and twirled her nipple, her body would curl and uncurl in ecstasy. Because it was winter, all this sex generated a lot of heat and actually made us feel even better.
But being the nice girl that she was, she would never allow me to service her for too long. It was barely 5 minutes when she pushed away and asked to suck cock. It was then she truly devoured me. Till today, I have not met a girl who totally enjoyed the feel of my cock in her mouth. She would suck my cock, bob her head up and down, lick the shaft – all these actions in no particular order. She did what her instincts told her. (There were a few times during our sessions when she swallowed my cum and proudly opened her mouth to show me- NO CUM IN HER MOUTH!!!) That night, she sucked and licked and bobbed her head for a really long time. I didn’t think she was ever gonna stop and I was feeling too good to stop her. But she did finally stop. But it wasn’t fatigue that stopped her. It was her pussy. It seemed her pussy was dying to be fucked by my cock. She lifted her mouth from my cock, stood up, walked to the tissue paper box, took a piece of tissue and started cleaning her pussy…… from her ANKLES!!!!!! She was so aroused that her pussy juice flowed from her pussy all the way to her ankles. It was quite a sight.
Once she was clean, she came over to me, held my dick in her hand and cow girled me. OMG!!! This gal was truly service driven. She rode on me but her eyes were opened and from time to time she would ask me if I was feeling good. I could only nod my head. Then she asked if I wanted to come. I then realized what a loving gal she was. She didn’t really wanted to make love. She wanted to service me; to make me cum. It seemed to her that her wants were secondary. Only my orgasm mattered.
I then lovingly told her -
Me: “Ayumi, you must be tired. Lie down. I don’t want you to service me. I want you to enjoy the sex.”
Ayumi: “But it’s going to be uncomfortable for you. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable. I don’t want you to be tired. Just cum.”
Me: “It’s ok. I want you to enjoy.”
Ayumi: “Notti-san, you have changed. You have become so yasashii (gentle). I feel so shiawase (blissfully/happy).I will listen to you. I will enjoy.”
She then closed her eyes and started to focus on her own body. I could see that she was beginning to relax and enjoy the sensations going through her body. I was only in my mid-twenties then, so I had a dick that could stay hard the whole night. I paced myself nicely and I focused hard on not cumming. I thrusted her deep and hard but I varied my pace according to her facial expressions, the strength of her grabbing my arms, her shivers and of cos, my own sensations. The sight of her face enjoying her pussy being stretched by my thick cock was priceless.
By the time the sex was over, we were totally spent. She continued to shiver for a good 5 to 10 mins after I shot my load into her. Needless to say, both of us had difficulty walking to the toilet to wash up. When we returned to the room to sleep, I saw a very happy woman with the most beautiful smile telling me that she was the most blessed woman on Earth. She was totally in love with me and me with her.
Ayumi was also quite open minded when it came to sex. She gave me a bj once when I was driving her to the airport. She swallowed my cum. (That to me was the ultimate. Total dominance!!!). She was willing to let me try poke as many fingers into her. Unfortunately, her pussy could only take 1. Maybe I just had fat fingers.
Unfortunately, this was a love story that did not have a happy ending. In our mid 20s, after many years together, she asked me to marry her more than once. I asked her to wait more than once. It was not that I wasn’t willing to marry her but I had my concerns back then. Because she was the love of my love, I wanted to give her a comfortable future with me. But I graduated in the middle of the Asian financial crisis. There were only low paying jobs and I could not see the light at the end of the tunnel. No responsible man can ever want to marry a woman under such conditions. At least not me. Eventually, she got tired of waiting. Found someone new and left me. It took me many many many years to heal. And it was always painful whenever I dreamt of her because it only reminded me of how much I missed her. I found out a few years later that she eventually did get married and I decided that the best thing I could do for her was to delete her number from my phone. I have since lost contact with her. Sure I miss her. But for all the love that she had given me and for all the beautiful times we shared, I owe it to her that I give her my best wishes and not ever bother her anymore. Till today, not marrying her has been one of my biggest regrets.
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seronok
Sorry I didn’t mean to say your story is fictional.
Don’t worry about it.
Anyway, I have written a few more parts. Will try to post more soon.
Before I continue, I thought I would like to point out to my readers that some these girls overlap i.e. I was 2 timing. Why am I telling you this? Because I am penning down my stories in chronological order in terms of each girl’s first appearance and not in the order of the sexual events, it might seem a little confusing. Recalling my experiences with each girl makes it easier for me to write. At least that’s my brain works.
Anyway, moving on…
After graduating from university, while still attached to Ayumi, I had a TOUGH time getting a decent job. I was told from reliable sources in a bank that they had 200 applicants for each opened position. It was hopeless and I was devastated. Then along came a job offer. It was for a supervisory position in Shanghai.
For those of you too young to recall, China was going through economic reforms under the than premier, Zhu Rongji. He sold off many state enterprises and this offer came from one of them. A big MNC had bought over this company and a few of its subsidiaries and they were losing money. The Chinese, back then, were super lazy and had no concept of profession work ethics. They needed someone relatively cheap who was able to supervise them and I was that candidate. China wasn’t an attractive place back then. Nobody wanted to go, unlike today. But being the responsible and eager young man, I took up the challenge and needed no consideration for the offer.
Being a horny young man, the moment I entered the company, I was on the lookout for prey and soon, I found my first prey in the I.T. department. She was Xiao Q. A young fresh diploma graduate, she was a tomboy of sorts. She had short hair and very boyish mannerisms. To the untrained eye, she was a ill-mannered, average looking girl. But to a hum sup professional dirty young man, she had pretty features and a decent pair of C cup boobs beneath the thick sweater and was just ripe for the taking.
Because her boss was also an expat like me, I frequently went over to talk to her and took the chance to ask Xiao Q to show me around since I was new to Shanghai. She gladly took up the offer and brought me to the various places of interests in Shanghai. I thought she enjoyed the day more than I did because I paid for everything that day. The meals, the tickets, the transport, etc.. Shanghai 15 years ago was a cheap place for an expat. She got to experience the “high life”. And being the dirty young man that I was, at the end of the evening, when we were taking a walk in the park, I took the opportunity to slide my arm around her shoulders. She resisted but I held firm and she looked shyly at the ground. I remember lowering my head to bring my lips to hers and she was shocked. But I held her firmly and continued kissing her. I felt her resistance softening and we started kissing passionately in the park. Never happy with simply kissing a girl, I slowly moved my hands towards her breast and when my hand was resting nicely on the mould, I gave it a soft but firm squeeze. She jumped!!! She then said that it was late and it was time to go. I agreed but I was very happy, because I was sure that beneath the sweater was a pair of firm, untouched C Cup boobs!!!
Because Xiao Q did not scold or hit me after squeezing her breast, I knew that she liked me and it was only a matter of time before I progressed further. And because I sent Xiao Q home, I knew that she lived in deplorable conditions (Shanghai 15 years ago was really different from what it is today), as compared to how we live in Singapore. The apartments had no lift. The stairs were made of wood and rotting. The apartments had no bathroom and they had to go to public bath houses to bathe. Etc. Just to list a few examples. So I knew that she would be curious about how the expats lived. And if I could get her into my apartment… HA…HA…HA…!!! (Evil laugh)
So for the following weekend, I asked if she would be keen to visit my apartment, and we could spend the day watching movies and eating in it. Now, 15 years ago, and still likely today, you could get anything delivered to your apartment in Shanghai. When Xiao Q agreed to come over, I got the best restaurant, within the residential estate, to cook up a feast and deliver it to my door. (I am sure it can also be done in SG but it would cost a bomb. In Shanghai, it costs the same as eating at the restaurant.) She was thoroughly impressed.
So the famous saying goes, 饱暖思淫欲, after we had our meal, and while we were watching movies from my bed, our minds started to wander. Because Xiao Q never had any boyfriend before, I decide to take things slow. I first began by putting my arm across her shoulder. After about 15 minutes, I pulled her close to lean against me so that I could hug her. It was about 10 minutes later when I started smelling her hair, telling how good she smells, and started nibbling her ears.
It must have been the first time she felt those sensations because she was giggling and moaning at the same time. She was pushing and grabbing me at the same time too. It wasn’t long before I moved my hand to her breasts and started squeezing them.
Xiao Q: “Don’t. It’s not good. It’s notti.”
Me: “It’s it ok. I already felt them the last time we went out. They are big and they are sexy. I enjoy touching them.”
Xiao Q: “Really? But I feel so shy… and I feel so notti…”
Me: “It’s ok. Just trust me. Just enjoy the feeling. You enjoy it right?”
Xiao Q: “Mmmm… mmm… mmm…”
And so I lowered my lips onto hers and I pushed my tongue into her mouth. Even though she never had any experience before, she was a fast learner. Her tongue reciprocated the action and soon we were in the midst of a war of the tongues. It was winter and soon both of us were feeling very hot beneath the thick sweaters we were wearing.
Me: “Don’t you feel hot?”
Xiao Q: “Yes. Maybe we should stop.”
Me: “Of cos not. We should remove our clothes. It’s more comfortable that way.”
Xiao Q: “I don’t want. I am so shy. I have never taken my clothes off in front of a guy before.”
Me: “It’s is ok. I am your boyfriend. You have a sexy body. I want to see it. I am sure you have beautiful breasts.”
Xiao Q: “Let’s not…”
Before she could finish her sentence, my lips were on hers again and I had my hands under her sweater ready to pull them above her head. She did put up a token resistance but she was feeling all these sensations for the first time and she was curious where I was going to bring her. It wasn’t long when both of us were naked.
Me: “OMG! You have such a nice body. Your breasts are beautiful!”
Xiao Q: “Eeee… you are so bad… don’t look at me.” Her hands covering her breasts.
Me: “No. Don’t. Let me look at them. They are beautiful.” Gently pulling her hands away.
Xiao Q: “Are you sure? Do you think they are beautiful? I think they are sexiest when my breasts are in a half cup.”
I nodded my head and started frenching her again. I wanted to suck on those fresh nipples. Her breasts were flawless. One of the most beautiful breasts I have ever seen. Even till today.
When I tore my lips away from hers, I latched onto her virgin nipples and started licking them. Xiao Q went ballistic with all the new sensations transmitting to her brain. She was screaming in ecstasy at the top of her voice. She started pulling and grabbing my hair wildly. I could tell she was now into the zone.
I decided to up the notch a little and I started kissing her tummy, followed by her belly button, and the when I found her clit, I licked and sucked on it!!! That was when she clamped my head between her legs. She was no longer moaning now. She was SCREAMING in pleasure!!! As my tongue licked and poked her pussy and clit, I could feel her juices gushing out from the hole. She had the biggest, longest clitoris that I have ever come across and I suspect that must have been the reason for her reaction. Her brain must have been a blank. I was sure she could no longer think and all she felt was pleasure.
Seeing that she was in so much pleasure, I turned my body around in an attempt to do a 69 with her. She was shocked.
Xiao Q: “What are you doing? Why is your cock in my face?”
Me: “I want you to suck my cock.”
Xiao Q: “But I don’t know how too.”
Me: “Just do whatever I am doing to you. Try.”
Xiao Q: “Eeee…”
But she did put my cock in her mouth. But I could sense that she did not put in any effort to give me a bj. I was disappointed. So I turned my body around and attempted to penetrate her. But it did not work. She said it was painful and I was never the type of guy to force the issue. So she ended the session by giving me a HJ.
I knew there and then that she was not the lover that I was seeking. After 5 months, over a small quarrel, I took the opportunity to break up with her. Over the next 2 years, we would meet up from time to time to have non-penetration sex. It was worth the effort. After all, she did have one of the most beautiful pair of breasts I have ever seen. Even till today.
One of the reasons why I broke up with Xiao Q was because I got to know a girl – a waitress at a high end dessert café that expats go to.
Because I am a dessert person, (I just love sweet stuff) and the café was holding a promotion at that time, I would go in there and order 10 tubs of ice cream to take home, since that was the max my freezer could hold. Because of what I did, all the waiters and waitresses knew me and it wasn’t long before I caught sight of Fang Fang.
Me: “Please give me 10 tubs of mango (flavor).”
Fang Fang: “Sure, sir. You like mango a lot it seems.”
Me: “Ya. It’s the best tasting thing you got. Are you new here?”
Fang Fang: “No. It’s just that I seldom work this shift.”
Me: “Oic. Hey! You know, Aaron Kwok is holding a concert here soon. I want to go but I don’t wanna go alone. Do you think you wanna go with me?”
Unknown Male Waiter: “Sure! I am sure Fang Fang will wanna go. Why don’t you write down your contact number for Mr. Notti?”
I was pleasantly surprised. It was the first time I saw a China man happily pimping out his colleague, but who was I to argue right?
Fang Fang scribbled her number onto a piece of paper and handed it to me.
Fang Fang: “This is my number. Call me.”
Me: “I will.”
A short description of Fang Fang. Fang Fang was of average height and build and was a little fleshier than slim. Somewhere between slim and plump. What attracted me to her were her lips. She had nicely formed thin lips – just the type that I liked, the type that Yan had (if you don’t remember who Yan was, refer to previous pages). Fang Fang also had a beautiful face. The typical but pretty Chinese face. (I was now beyond the stage of having to like just any girl. I was on an expat pay package and I was a gold mine to any Chinese girl. Any girl I liked had to be at least a 7/10.) In terms of looks, Fang Fang was a 7/10.
And so my first date with Fang Fang was to Aaron Kwok’s concert. She turned up in a gown which I thought was over the top, but I was not going to criticize a girl on her dressing on a first date. That’s not the way to go if I wanted her pussy. I wasn’t stupid.
And Fang Fang wasn’t stupid either.
The atmosphere outside the concert hall was a pasar malam of sorts. They had stalls selling various types of foods, snacks and souvenirs. One of the most popular food stuff was actually mutton satay. In Shanghai, the hawker actually offered spicy and non-spicy options for the mutton. If the customer wanted it spicy, he would dust spicy powder onto the meats. Because that night was a very windy night, some of that spicy powder actually got blown into my eye… and they got into Fang Fang’s eyes too.
Fang Fang: “Ouch! My eyes… I can’t open them… The chili powder must have gotten inside…”
Me: “Are you ok? Can you see?” Showing genuine concern.
Fang Fang: “I can’t see…” Grabbing my arms
I then used my hands held her head, pulled her close to me and blew into her eyes. I blew into her eyes longer than it was necessary and I held her closer than it was necessary. I knew she was acting and it made sense to play along with her.
The night at the concert went on without any incident. It was, after all, our first date together. I could not show her my true colors yet.
Over the next few weeks, I would wait for her to get off work and bring her to a 5-Star hotel nearby to…… have supper (what were you guys thinking???). She was impressed, of course. China back then was still quite poor. Normal folks did not dine at 5-Star hotels. I did try my best to get her to come to my apartment but it seemed her mum left her strict instructions never to go to my apartment. She was a wise woman.
But of course I had my ways. I was losing patience. So one night after we had our usual supper, I told her I had a gift for her but I forgot to bring it and left it at home.
Me: “Fang, I bought a perfume for you but I left it at home. Shall we go get it?”
Fang Fang: “Let’s not. My mum told me not to go to your place.”
Me: “Is it because she is afraid that I would have sex with you?! Are you afraid that I would have sex with you?!” I was getting genuinely angry.
Fang Fang: “No. Of course not. Let’s go to your place.” She replied me timidly.
And at that moment, I knew I had my prey.
Now before you guys start flaming me, let me assure you that Fang was not the innocent SYT that she wanted me to believe she was. When we first met, she had a boyfriend who worked on the trains. But she dumped him for me because I was more savvy and suave and made more money. If I had a choice, I would have preferred that she continued the relationship with her bf and used me as the part time bf or sugar daddy. But I wanted her tits too much, and so I presented myself to be the true and sincere bf i.e. I projected that I wasn’t a player. Had I portrayed myself more as a player, I might have been able to keep her as an FB rather than a gf.
I am sorry that my postings have been far and few between. I do have a regular day job and I am quite popular with my frens - both male and female, plus I have to travel sometimes plus family commitments, it is not easy to write.
I have also embarked on a new advanture so lets hope I am able to get sex out of this new girl. Will keep you guys posted
you’re a very hardworking writer
never mind, take a rest, at times
if you spend too much time writing to us, you have less fucking time