When I woke up again, the room was dark. There was no light coming from the windows. The lights in the room were turned off too. I sat up & looked around, wondering where did the 2 of them go. It was then that I felt my bladder sinking down. The urge to pee overcomes me & I quickly stood up.
I quietly opened the door & peeked out. The corridor leading to the living room was dark too but there was a light coming from underneath 1 of the doors. I tiptoed out, unsure if there was anybody around and at the same time trying to figure out which door was leading to the bathroom. I could feel my pee reaching my pee hole.
There were 3 doors in total, 2 on 1 side of the corridor. The lighted room was by itself & just next to where I was standing. Guessing it might be the toilet, I carefully turned the knob & opened the door. True enough, it was the toilet. I just barged in when someone suddenly screamed. I looked in & saw V lying in the bathtub with D! V hurriedly sinks lower into the tub with her head still above the water, trying to hide what I had already seen. Nice perky boobs, maybe a B size. D just smiled at me & waved me in.
Me: Erm… I need to pee!
D: Just go ahead dear.
V: No!!!! I am still here!!! Go to the other toilet!!!
Me: I’ll pee on your corridor if I don’t do it now!
I was busy unzipping my jeans while saying that & toss my dick out at the toilet bowl. I couldn’t hold it anymore & streams of pee sprayed all over the bowl before I could point it in.
D: Hahaha! You can’t even aim properly!
V: What???
V popped her head out of the water & glared in my direction.
V: You!!! You peed all over!!!
She then realize she was staring at my dick again & she slid right back into the water while making some incomprehensible noise. I think she swallowed some of the bath water too.
Me: Aaaahhhhhh….
I could not bother myself with the 2 of them until I totally emptied the bag of urine in me. I think I peed more than a jug out. While D was smiling & watching me pee V was still playing the diver, submerged under all that foam in the bath water. I was surprised she could hold her breath that long.
She sat right out of the water gasping for air as I was zipping up my jeans. After she caught her breath back, she shouted at me for peeing all over.
Me: Hey, at least I did not pee on your bed!
Meanwhile, I turned on the water hose next to the water cistern & rinsed off all the yellow stuff that missed the bowl. I was looking in their direction all the time & it was only after some time that V realize she was exposed to me again. She screamed again & slid back into the water. D was laughing hysterically by then.
Me: What?
D: Hahaha! Nothing! Hahaha! Just leave us now before she drowns herself. Hahaha!
I left the bathroom & went back into the room to wait for them to be done. I was also pretty worried that V might end up drowning herself too.
Not long after I heard the shower turned on & about 10 minutes later D came back into the room smiling at me with just a towel wrapped over her head. I noticed her little bush has disappeared. Guess she must have shaved earlier on.
D: You’ve seen her naked. So how?
Me: What how? It’s just boobs. Not that it was humongous.
D: So you gona marry her or me? (Giving me an evil grin)
Me: Are you mad? Marry her just because I saw her boobs? And is she going to marry me because she saw my stick too?
D: Well, you are the first man to see her boobs though…
What the fuck??? D was 22 then & just out of university. I know that V graduated together with her so I assume her to be the same age too.
Me: What??? You mean she has never had a boyfriend before?
V wasn’t exactly a girl who can make men raise an eyebrow at her but neither was she ugly. She was approximately between 160 to 165cm, perky boobs with small light brown nipples (I just found out), not exactly shapely butt but neither was it flat. I was amused that she was single till then, not exactly surprised but found it candid. I wonder why I felt that way.
D: Yup! I tried matchmaking her during Uni but she always did not turn up for the dates.
Me: Does she have something against guys?
D: If she did she never said so before. She never gave a reason why she did not turn up too.
Me: Hmm… Maybe she’s lesbian. Did she fondle you while in the tub?
D: I think I am the 1 fondling her in there. Hahaha!
D straddled me as she rearranged the towel on her head.
D: Now, I am going to fondle you too.
She started unzipping my jeans & slipped 1 hand into it. My meat stick was lame like a deflated balloon but upon her touch, something in it awakens & started throbbing madly.
D: Oh… I can feel you in there… (She gently hissed like a coiled rattlesnake waiting to strike while seducing me with those lovely eyes. I would gladly lay my life down for those eyes.)
I could feel the warm of her hand & that feeling ran right through me like lightning. It was electrifying. I was almost paralyzed by her touch. Every single time without fail, I’d go numb when she holds me there. I think she is my biggest nemesis in life & also the only person who can hold me hostage through there.
Instinctively, my both hands reach out & grab her hips. I grabbed them hard but as she gently stroked me while leaning forward to lick my lips, my arms malfunctioned too & just fell limp by the sides. I was breathing heavily & every breath that I was trying to breathe in, D would kiss my open mouth and her tongue would dart all over inside. If this is CPR, no man will be resuscitated. There will be a major shortage in body bags.
The feeling of suffocation brought me back to my senses & I quickly pushed her away before I turned purple.
Me: (Gasping for air) Are you trying to kill me!!! (My hard rod simmered down to a liquorice like as I tried to get air into my lungs)
D: Hmm… (Shaking my limp dick trying to awaken it again)
She moved slightly backwards and extracted my penis out from within. She then pulled back the foreskin & clasped my dickhead with her lips as she slowly sucked away. My small head started to grow again as all my blood gushed towards the suction. The pleasure soon turned into pain as she sucked harder & I felt her teeth gnawing at it.
Me: Hey! You are starting to get rough there!
I held her head attempting to stop her fangs from cutting into my flesh. D stopped sucking but her teeth were still clamped around my dickhead. She let loose an evil grin again before releasing hostage. She was on all fours while I was doing a half sit up & holding her head. I was wondering what the hell came into her as she had never behaved like this in the past. Was it the excitement of us making out in her best friend’s room? Or was she still intoxicated? Whichever the case, I wasn’t used to such treatment.
The door swung open again & in walked V. She screamed & shut her eyes again when she saw us poised in that weird posture.
V: What is wrong with the 2 of you!!! Can’t you both stop going at each other??? (She shouted with her eyes still closed)
We both turned to look at her & D giggled like a little girl before putting my stick back into my jeans.
D: Ok ok. I didn’t expect you to be done so soon. Thought I’d check on him to make sure he is still functioning properly after last night.
V slowly opened her eyes while I just lay there looking back at her, not knowing how to react.
She was wearing this ¾ sleeve cotton nightie that reached down below her knees with a huge Tweety Bird imprinted on the front. Not sexually enticing but there was something rather seductive about it. She walked over to the other corner of the room & sat down on the 2 seater leather sofa while drying her hair with a towel. D got off me & put on a bathrobe that was hanging on the door before moving over to sit next to her.
I sat myself up on the bed & could see the anger in V subsiding. I mean, she did not lay down the rules to us prior to that so how much longer can she stay pissed when she was the 1 who brought us back. I think she had regretted doing so but seemed to let it just pass.
Me: Thank you for sending us back & making sure D was safe.
V: That was supposed to be your responsibility but it became mine! (She retorted angrily.)
Me: Oh come on, I was always the 1 making sure everyone’s safe. Can’t I indulge a little for once?
I realize that doing many rights in the past does not cover up for 1 wrong. It did sound like I was trying to shirk responsibility here. I actually felt guilty saying that.
V: So does that mean I can dump you in the drain the next time you get drunk?
Yes, she was still very pissed although it wasn’t showing on her face. I decided to keep my mouth shut there & then.
D: Come on, after all this is the 1st time he got drunk. Let it go on my account, please? (D tried to soothe the tensed atmosphere & V tried a faint smile back at her)
She put 1 hand on V’s thighs while reaching up to brush some hair off her face with the other hand. That scene suddenly looked so peculiar & yet so familiar. It is like some scene from a HK Cat III movie. I could see V soften immediately. Then D turned her around & helped to dry her hair with the towel.
Many wild thoughts were running through my mind at that instance. Had I stumbled upon a pair of lesbians & unknowingly invaded their private space before snatching 1 party away from the other? But V did not seemed disturbed when D announced that we were getting married. In fact, she looked really happy for us back then.
But then, the scene of them soaking in the bathtub together in the nude kicked me back into reality. Were they having some kind of fun before I intruded? I certainly don’t do such things with my fellow brothers. Or did women share another kind of intimacy amongst themselves that doesn’t equate to being considered as lesbians?
I wondered to myself if they were really lesbians & started recollecting the past of how I met D & V.
About 2 or 3 years ago, I hung out at this coffee shop somewhere in the south-east of this country on a daily basis except Tuesdays. Everyday I was there sitting in the corner nearest to the mini-mart entrance, just smoking & drinking away. Sometimes alone and sometimes with a few friends. Very often I will see this young chick with big eyes walking by & into the mini-mart before emerging with a copy of The Newpaper & then disappearing into the lift next to it.
Some days she will be just dressed in Ts & jeans with sneakers, carrying a small sack on her back. Some days she will be wearing 2 piece suits with low heels but I like it most when she’s in her denim mini-skirts & singlets, coupled with a pair of bright orange flipflops and with her cardigan tied to her haversack. I wouldn’t say she has large boobs but the way they naturally jiggled with every step she takes just kept my mouth open & I wonder if I’ve ever drooled. By now I am very sure she has noticed me ogling at her whenever she passes by. No thanks to the wolf whistles from my friends. They always repeat the same horny conversation between themselves whenever she walks by, saying how nice it will be to breast fuck her, doggie her and in some weird positions that I don’t believe they can do unless they are the elastic man from Fantastic Four. But the one they like to say most about is how nice that little face with the big eyes will look when sucking their dicks. They weren’t hush about it & I believe she heard them loud & clear too. Again, no thanks to them & I will omit them all from the credit roll.
At times I will catch her looking back at me for a split second, mostly when I am alone. But she will look away & quicken her pace before I can return a smile at her. I don’t know if she was playing hard to get or just shy. Or probably to her I was just like 1 of the wolves in the pack when my friends are there too. Maybe a hyena that’s too timid to hunt alone, happy to be waiting for scraps instead. Out of all the possibilities, one day I just mustered enough courage to follow her into the lift.
If she knew I was standing behind her while waiting for the lift, she certainly did not show & played it cool. The lift door opened & she walked in with me following behind at an arms length distance. She pressed the top floor & just kept her eyes straight in front with me standing about an elbow’s distance to her side. I was still trying to figure out how to start a conversation with her without looking desperate. Eventually the lift reached the top floor & the doors open. She just walked past me & out of the lift. I just stood there & watch her leave while the door closes by itself & send me back to Earth. Houston, we have a problem here!!! How am I going to bring myself to talk to her? I think I was just afraid of the rejection. But why should I be thinking of failure even before trying? With confidence it was already half the battle won! With that in mind, I decided to go for the kill at the very next sight of her.
I ended up in the lift alone with her again the next day & I watched her walk out with the lift door closing on me yet again. Déjà vu. This time my vocals shut down on me. I had turned to face her & tried to speak but nothing came out. I never thought it would be this hard. I never thought I was such a chicken. I never thought she would become my nemesis.
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I will continue to write next week as I do not wish to spend the weekend alone in this house. I’ll have a better time somewhere else that can take my mind off this by doing something meaningful.
Reminds me of the time I would go anywhere but home. It wasn’t till when I learnt to let things go, life became afresh once more. Hope things brighten up for you soon.
Keep the beautiful writings coming.
I think this will be another interesting story whether there’s alot if sex or not. Bro, keep it up and hang in there. Upped your points liao.
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lemontee
Its always better to go separate ways once the relationship stops working…Nothing is worse than getting stuck in a loveless relationship and you cant even get out
Pitching tent and my popcorn all ready…
I cannot agree more. But guess I’m still in the transition period. Still trying to get used to being by myself. Not that I’m lonely, but just the loss of her.
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Ah kan
Nice, upped u, keep it up
Thank you for the support. I am not particularly interested in the points but as I have found out from the rest of the forum, it is only due courtesy to return the favour. But can you please advise how to do it?
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Reminds me of the time I would go anywhere but home. It wasn’t till when I learnt to let things go, life became afresh once more. Hope things brighten up for you soon.
Keep the beautiful writings coming.
Bro, since you have been there before, how long did it take you? I have tried bringing quite a variety of women back but it just kills my craving to stick it on someone else’s pussy. I only managed to start 1 fuck session but I couldn’t end the job. This mental problem is getting pretty serious. Or perhaps I should sell this house instead?
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Camp here for more
Up you liao
Thank you for the support. I’ll return the favour when someone teaches me how to.
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I think this will be another interesting story whether there’s alot if sex or not. Bro, keep it up and hang in there. Upped your points liao.
Thank you for appreciating the lack of sex. The sexual contents I’ve written so far are all true to my memory. I don’t believe the 2 of them will be reading this but I’m not sure about anybody else who knows me from the familiarity of this story.
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Another camper reporting!!!
I love long stories, not long waits.
Thank you. I will try to shorten the wait but it takes a while to recall & confirm the chronological order of things.
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camping here liao
Thank you for the support.
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Gd story , waiting 4 more .
Thank you for the support.
I will continue writing after dinner & walking the dog that she left behind.
This routine carried on for about 2 more weeks. It became natural for me to just follow her into the lift all the way till the top floor without exchanging a single word. I did not think that I was behaving like a stalker then but I suppose I was one.
Then one day, when the lift door opened up at the top floor, she just turned to face me & said
D: So you are still not going to say a single word to me?
I was totally caught off guard. I had gotten used to just sharing the same lift with her. Those few private seconds where it was only the 2 of us became like a drug to my addiction. Not as if we were acquainted. We are strangers still at that very moment!
Me: I… Erm… Well…
She did not wait for me to finish my sentence & just breezed out of the lift. This time round, something changed. I gave chase & tugged at her haversack for her to stop. I managed to compose myself.
Me: Let’s start this over again. Hi, my name is MoralEthics & I would like to be your friend. What’s your name?
D: Hi my name is D (She beamed and she stretched out her right hand offering a hand shake)
I was again caught off guard. I was expecting a rejection plus telling off from her for me to stop following her. The last thing I had expected was an offer of friendship.
Eventually I managed to stretch out my hand for the handshake. To my surprise she opened up my palm, took a pen out from her bag & scribbled on my hand.
D: Remember to sms me.
With that, she gave me a smile & turned away. I managed to return a weak smile before she walked along the corridor & disappeared at the turn in the far end.
I stood there for a long time after she was no longer in sight, still pretty much in shock. I looked down at my palm & the numbers were immediately hardwired into my brain.
I found myself back at the coffee shop in a daze still staring at my palm. Elated that she was at the very least willing to befriend me. Usually the strangers who will come up to me have nothing to be proud of, not that I have anything to be proud of too. In fact, I despise them all. But that is beyond the point. By now, I’m sure she must be wondering why was I always there. She must at least have an inkling of what a no-gooder I was & yet she was still willing to accept me as a friend. I really appreciated that a lot.
Suddenly, I felt fear. Fear in her knowing what I was doing & that she will look down on me. That this friendship will end prematurely before even taking off. Should I just tell the truth if she asked? Or should I just cook up some fairy tale to make myself look good instead?
My mind was in a mess as I tried to collect myself & figure out what to sms her. Before I can press a button, my phone rang. Damn! I thought she had called me first! Wait a minute, I had not given her my number. It can’t be her! Feeling assured that I won’t be tongue tied, I answered the call in a pissed tone.
This dog used to bark a lot & was always running all around the house like in a frenzy. Ever since V left, he has not even let out a yelp. Even when I’m walking him along the footpath in the neighbourhood, nothing seems to interest him. Even a dog can feel the emptiness, much less me.
I’m thinking of relocating him to my cousin’s place. My 2 nieces love him without a doubt. I guess most kids do. I believe he could do with a change in environment. Besides, having him around don’t make me feel any better too. I’m better off by myself.
(The following conversation is loosely translated from Hokkien but not entirely)
Me: Hello! Siang?
Boss: Huh? What the dick? What is your problem?
Me: Huh? Boss ah? Paiseh paiseh!
Boss: I am in Genting now & won’t be back till the day after. You remember to collect the money from Ah Teck tonight. Ah Koon already told him about it. Don’t forget or you will pay his interest!
Me: Yes boss!
And he hung up on me. I guess he must have lost a lot of money to Uncle Lim to be that pissed.
My boss although engages in some shady businesses but generally he is still a kind man at heart. He was the 1 who gave me a job that pays well enough to keep my family going & the freedom to take care of my ageing parents as & when is necessary.
I was initially moonlighting as a runner for 1 of his runners when I had the chance to run into him. It was all pretty messy back then but he took notice of me & took the effort to get to know me & understand my situation.
All in all, he was also the 1 who told me to quit helping him & get a decent job after I more or less settled down with D. He even gave D & I a very long motivation talk.
Through him, I discovered that sometimes “bad” people have a more caring heart than others. Ultimately, he was also the man who pushed me to get my ‘O’ levels when I was 23. Perhaps this was just an affinity between us. No matter what, I will not be where I am today had it not been for him. Unfortunately, I cannot speak the same for him as he is currently still serving sentence from another charge. There is still a price to pay for everything that we do.
Anyway, back to my mobile phone. I stored D’s number after my boss hung up on me & took quite a while to think of what to sms her. Finally I settled on something.
Me: Hi D, this is MoralEthics from the kopitiam below. Wana kopi?
Yeah, corny. But I can’t think of anything else except to ask her out again. I’m not good at chatting over the phone. In fact, I’m not even good at holding a proper conversation face to face. I’m more accustomed to confrontations only. This time though, I know to ask for what I want & that I did.
I wasn’t expecting a reply from her anytime soon but deep down inside, I’d wish she replied instantly! I was twirling the cell phone around my palm when I felt a hard smack on my back. Had I been a little weaker, my soul would have left this mortal flesh. I turned around & it was Ah Koon.
Me: !#@
[email protected]
$%!!! You want to give pek kim is it?
Ah Koon: Knn! You damn useless! Like that also scared? How to bring you out?
Me: Please lah! I don’t need you to bring me out!
Next thing, my mobile phone beeped. Incoming sms. This time it had to be her. I ignored Ah Koon & viewed the message.
D: Sure! Cya later!
Oh my, oh my. I wasn’t exactly happy about this for Ah Koon was now around. He was 1 of those who commented loudly about the breastfucking & blowjob thing. I decided to try & get rid of Ah Koon first.
Me: Eh, why are you here today? So free meh?
Ah Koon: You think I want to come meh? Boss say don’t always put you alone here else I rather go back play 大老二 with the rest of them. I have yet to win back my losses!
Me: Aiyah, not as if I have anything to do. You guys come down once a while can liao mah. No need everyday accompany me. Go win back the money then treat me eat something good.
Ah Koon: Tomorrow then go win back my money lah. Ni na beh, this few days keep losing until beh tahan liao. Tonight go change luck first. Tomorrow then kill them all. Anyway tonight you have to go with me to Ah Teck there.
With that, he ordered 2 bottles of Carlsberg Special Brew from the beer auntie. I think he is here to stay for good. I wonder if D will be comfortable with Ah Koon around. I was still figuring a way to get rid of him when the beer arrived. She popped both bottles & flirted with Ah Koon. MILF fetish. She wasn’t that young, I assumed to be about mid 40s. Her accent tells me she is M’sian. Ah Koon loved squeezing her butt & she actually lets him get away with it. Maybe it makes her feel still kinda wanted. I did not wish to know if Ah Koon had screwed her before. He is easily only half her age. She can be his mother! (No offence to any bros out there who have MILF fetish)
Just as she was done filling 2 mugs for us, I heard D’s voice from behind me.