Very sad still very few supporters. But oh wells. next chapter coming out tomorrow. I plan to cut the story within the next 5-6 chapters. If response is good i will continue with a part 2. Otherwise, readers please enjoy the rest of my contributions. Cheers to all.
Whoever zapped me. Thx ah. But the story continues.
Chapt 17
Shit first, think later.
The finale draws close. The veins throughout my dick grows ever more engorged, and i feel the muscles all over my body starts to tighten, ready for a major contraction. As i squeezed my eyes tight shut, i gritted my teeth and finally let out, what i will call, a semen explosion. The first shot was very powerful, like a bullet out of a shot gun, choking Azira as a result, as she pulled my dick out in response, while the rest of my, what, 5 or 6 shots continued firing at her eyes, her nose, her forehead, her hair, and the last one weakly dripped onto her lovely boobies. Good gracious, that was the bomb. I could still feel my dick throbbing, my abs muscles tight, and my legs jelly, when everything was done. It was like everything bad, everything stressful, all troubles were released from my ejaculation. It was heaven, albeit only momentarily. I could feel Azira still lightly and gently stroking my dick, even with my eyes shut. She must be experienced enough to know not to stroke too hard now as my dick is super sensitive and i will faint if she did. But i still couldn’t open my eyes. The sensation is still being felt all over my body.
When finally i cooled off, i slowly opened my eyes, too see a holy image of Azira, with sperm all over her face and hair, and some already dripped down her boobs to her stomach. She was smiling. She was proud. She knew she did a good job. She knew she was good. And she takes pride in that.
Azira: hey, why didn’t you warned me first?
She playfully slaps my thighs as she said.
Azira: the first shot almost choked me and now you made me dirty all over with your sperm. Eew. Inconsiderate dirty pervertic men.
She didn’t mean what she said at all. Or rather. She enjoyed it.
Me: yea. Haha. Im sorry.
And then suddenly, it was like i just woke up from my dream. I looked straight into the eyes of Azira, and realised, for the first time in the last hour, that this, my classmate, is my friend’s love interest, and what i have done, is outright betrayal behind his back. It was wrong, i felt it was wrong. But i remained silent, i didn’t know how to react.
Azira: Oh wells, i guess i need to wash up myself again. You wanna join me?
Me: er….ha…no. i guess i will just wait outside………….
Azira: okie, see you in a while ( gives me a naughty slutty smile and a wink)
Moving out of the bathroom, i swiftly dried myself, put on my clothes and sat on the edge of her bed pondering my next course of action. But there was nothing i could think of. Nothing i could do. I took my wallet, my phone, and off i went. Disappeared out of sight.
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The following Monday, i returned to school, strolling along the corridors in school, whistling like nothing had happened. But deep inside me, i knew i couldn’t forget the event the moment i stepped into school. I was still guilty, i do not know how to face Azairul later.
Speak of the devil, the moment i reached the 3rd level where my class was, Azairul was there, leaning against the wall outside the classroom, talking to some random male student whom i have long forgotten. When he saw me , he excused himself from his conversation and came up to me, wrapping his arms on my shoulders.
Azairul: Yo bro. How’s it going with ur project huh. Lucky you ah, can work with Azira. How how, since you in same group you should know her msn or her handphone no. Right? Give me leh abang. I really cant tahan anymore, i wanna get closer to her.
Me: er. Hehe. Well..
Azairul: Dun like tat like bro, anything you want just tell me, i help you settle next time, just help me settle this one for me okay bro? PLSSSSS
Me: er…okok, this…….
And so i gave him her numbers, while wishing him all the best. But that conversation with him only made me feel more guilty. Finally in the late morning, Azira appeared for the presentation, being nonchalant about the whole thing that happened on Saturday. She was being professional, just making small chat with me regarding the project like who should say what and present what later on. Seeing her so focused, i calmed myself down as well, and concentrated on the presentation to come.
It was a smooth affair, no hiccups and the teacher seemed pleased with our group’s effort with the game board and the general concept of the rules of the game. Having gotten the presentation out of the way, i got back to sit, if you remember it was behind Emma, only to have Emma immediately turning around…
Emma: hey what happened on Saturday when i wasn’t around?
Me: what you mean? (frowning)
Emma: ( giving me a “you must have bullied her” look) she is apparently unhappy about something although she is putting on a straight face. She don’t seem to want to talk to me today.
Me: er…must be PMS i guess?
Emma: stop lying, hers not anywhere near this few days.
Me: erm…stop asking me can? I really duno. ( being a little angsty )
Emma: tsk. Fine. I ask her myself when its okay to. ( turns back around )
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When class ended, Emma turned around once again, but this time…
Emma: Azira just smsed me, (trying to conceal her phone from the line of sight of the teacher) nah, look.
SMS: Tell tink to meet me after school at the gate, we need to talk. Just both of us. Thx Emmie. >.<
Me: oh. k.
Emma: now i can be sure you did something wrong.
Me: whatever…
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Meeting up with Azira, she initiated to find a quieter place to talk, with me following silently behind her, speechless about what to say. And so we ended up at one of the void decks near our school, since its in the neighbourhood, sat on one of the benches on a secluded corner and just stared into space for a couple of minutes, both of us finding how to start the topic that we already knew was inevitable.
Azira: so…why did you just leave that day? Without even telling me?
I can see she is controlling herself from crying or being angry. I didn’t know yet.
Me: i’m sorry… (that was all i could muster)
Azira: sorry? Just sorry? I went to bathe only to come out and find you missing. You know what that felt like? I felt like i was dumped?
Her voice is gradually escalating.
Me: ….i…sorry…
Azira: is that all you can say? So what is it now? Am i like a slut to you? You get the pleasure you want and now you just dump me aside? Do you even like me?
Me: i duno.
Azira: so that’s it. All of you guys are bastards ( starting to shout a little) always being close to me because i’m pretty and because of my body. None of you really ever likes me.
And she started weeping. I started to panic.
Me: look Azira. Oh no, dun cry please. Look i really like you. But….but im not ready yet!
Azira: ready for what? I dunnid you to be ready for anything! I just need you to be by my side that is all? I like you tink. Don’t you know that yet?
Me: Azira, i’m sorry, i cannot like you right now.
Azira: why not? Am i not good enough? Ard you had your fun and your trying to run away now?
And i decided, enough is enough.
Me: OKAY FINE! I WAS JUST HAVING MY WAY WITH YOU GOT IT HAPPY?
SLAP! Straight in the cheeks, which turned crimson red immediately.
Azira: that is for dumping me. ( trying to calm herself down ) perhaps it was also my fault, i was the one who initiated it anyway, i was too confident of myself. Sorry for the slap…i…i got to go… ( turned and briskly walked away, tears forming in her eyes.)
I was just stunned. Rooted to the ground. I was confused. One moment she was this angry bitch, the next moment, she was this understanding lady. Confuse i may be, but i felt i was in the wrong…
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SMS: Azairul, Azira just got into a quarrel with some guy, you should go find her and comfort her, she needs it right now. I’m busy now so i cant. Its your chance ^_^
*Click.*
As i watched the messaged being sent i pondered for a moment before sending another sms, this time to someone else…
SMS: hey. My dear cousin. You free? Let’s meet up.
*Message sent*
Chapt 17 complete. Phew that was a long one. For those who supports me, thanks again for reading. Have nice week ahead. Cheers
haha. Even if i got supporters still i have to pause after i finished chapt 21 or 22 or if really needed, a short 23. Because 3 months before i posted the very first chapt of this story, i already written a draft from my personal real life experience adapted and added in spices and what not. Then after that i need to fine tune everything into postable form into the forum. So, my draft for part 1 ends at chapt 22 at the moment. I will need another few months of break to gather inspiration and energy to continue writing a part 2. So don’t worry. Cheers again.
Chapt 18.
A chat with cousin.
Starbucks never felt more foreign to me. As I placed by empty cup of Caffe Latte gently on the table, I glanced around my immediate surrounding. The lighting was mellow enough, dim with an orange tint, but what was with the atmosphere, everyone was with their romantic partners, their families, their friends, but here I was, all alone, like I was deserted, like I was being ostracised, and finishing one cup of beverage all alone, my heart felt heavy.
Having felt that way, I thought I was walking into depression, a little bit, but I decided to put this mindset aside, and stared out of the glass pane. Just where in the world is my cousin. I have already been here for more than half an hour, and there is still yet any signs of her presence. I want her to come badly, desperately. I need company. I dun wanna be alone here in this love filled environment. But just as I was cursing and contemplating leaving, she appeared, walking in a hurry towards the cafeteria, towards me. Alright, at least she knew she was late.
She changed a little bit since the last time I saw her. She sports a nicely dyed blonde permed locks, with her make up more significant and attractive than before. Seemed like she had been doing some homework. Even her clothing has improved, a baby blue spaghetti dress of very thin material though im not expert enough to tell what kind of material, and beneath it a white tube bra which can easily be seen since the dress is quite low cut and very very airy…. On normal occasions, I would have grown horny just seeing her like that, but on this one… my mind was somewhere else…
ML: Sorry I was late !! sorry sorry sorry!!!
Me: its okay, I smsed you the very last minute anyway, I hope I didn’t interfere with any of ur schedules ( I was cursing, but decided to be a gentleman since it’s a favour )
ML: oh doesn’t matter, its after office hour already anyway. So, why so hurry to find me? Something happened?
Me: Let’s erm, get you a drink first shall we?
*Sip sip Sip*
I exchanged pleasantries with Mei Le while sipping on my second round of latte, asking about her progress in life and stuff. Turned out that she was working in the sales department in one of the big digital media and devices company ( e.g. sony, hp, ) but I wont say which one. Working in the office definitely improved her body language and confidence, together with her fashion sense. Damn I envy her male colleagues, having an eye candy at work everyday. She grew much more a woman now, more feminine, in more control of herself and her ideas and seemed to be secure in mentality and finances. Her boyfriend on the other hand was still studying, trying to obtain a bachelor in a local Uni, so therefore, at the moment she has to support herself financially, and she was very capable of doing so apparently.
ML: so…
The happy conversation came to an abrupt stop when Mei Le took a sip of her cappuccino in a serious manner.
ML: can you finally tell me what is bothering you my lovely cousin?
Me: I ..
Dear me, she is intelligent. The moment I told her to get a drink first moments ago, she knew she couldn’t jump straight into the main topic and instead, go on a round about, making me relax first by filling me up with updates of herself, making me forgo about my troubles.
ML: well, you didn’t asked me to come here desperately just to look at me and listen to my boring stories right?
Me: they are quite interesting what? And you are nice to look at!
ML: thanks for the compliment but that is not the point!
Me: okay okay…look…
And I narrated the whole story about Azira to her…
ML: wow that was…ahem…ahem…wow…
Me: huh? After listening to this whole bullshyt, that is all you can say?
ML: I mean…I dun really know what to say…maybe the first thing is….
Yea right she didn’t have anything to say…the moment she continued, she started lecturing me,
ML: FIRST! I’m not trying to be racist here, but are you trying to convert into muslim? SECOND! That Jia Mei girl, isn’t that whole saga too childish? Its like some kind of small joke and you decided not to ‘friend her’. You shut her out. You asked for it! Haiz. 还有, (somemore) If you like the malay girl like truthfully, then why are you bothered about that guy friend. Love is selfish rite? The main thing was she likes you. That is why she is willing to give it to you. But I guess that is not the case, my dear cousin here is just like any other male specie out there. Get their fun and then run away.
Me: NO! that is not the case! Dun anyhow accuse me! I mean, she seduced me!
ML: okay, so now after you shiok edi, you turn one round and say she seduced you. Typical!
Me: jie ah, can you dun be so ridiculous, are you here to help me or not.
ML: yes I am! Im scolding you now so you wake up and dun be like those chou nan ren out there. Grow up to be a good man.
Me: but jie you dun understand, under that situation, she invited me to it, and im just a normal guy, how do you want me to resist? Unless im gay? Besides, as guys, we value the bond with our bros very much, I cant betray azairul. His my friend.
ML: sigh… guys always like that. Use small head to think. Cant you use your big head for once. Even if she tempts you, you could have just took your bag and leave and reject her advances, then nothing would have happened. Now you break her heart. That is even more cruel. If she was the slut kind, she wouldn’t have cried and slapped you. But okays, maybe she also should be taught a lesson to be more conservative I guess.
Me: haiz, I noe jie, I should have just left…
ML: well what done cannot be undone ba. Sorry for scolding you tink. I guess im still a girl and sensitive to this kind of things. I noe your not a bad guy. I noe you since young.
Me: thx jie. Haiz. If only I got more balls, and act more like a man, perhaps none of these would have happened, everything would have been very simple.
ML: hmm, I guess this is puberty my dear cousin. Take it as a lesson learnt lor. Anyways, what about his Emma girl? Arent you quite close to her also?
Me: well, awhile ago abit close la, but recently not so close ba.
ML: that is because your whole mind was with the malay one ma. Emma must have felt like she was the extra person so she decided to just keep quiet and let you be. But now that the other girl has cleared away, you can pull closer you and her again.
Me: but she already has a boyfriend yo. She only sees me as a good fren la.
ML: mm. if that’s the case, I guess she sees you as a very important guy fren ba. And also, girls usually dun get so close with a guy if she already has a boyfriend, since you guys get jealous so easily, scared wear green hat.
Me: hey, if a guy with a girlfriend gets close to girls also same what, the girlfriend also angry ma.
ML: ……..okay fine you rite, but that is not the point, the thing is, her boyfriend isnt there for her all the time, and during those times, she needs you, her best guy buddy, to comfort her, to offer you strong arms for her, so she can will secure, like a brotherly figure. So she likes you a lot, at least till the brotherly level. You said she keep bothering you , and asking you out to study alone rite. Those are hints she likes you. Girls are sometimes wishy washy also, maybe she already likes you, but still loves her boyfriend or afraid to hurt him or already gotten used to him. So maybe you are the key to unlock her uncertainties.
Me: wait, too many options, getting too complicated.
ML: haha. Females are very complicated creatures ba. Your guys duno anything about use de lo. Your guys only sex sex sex. We girls are a lot more complex than your think. Yet you just need to shower us with love and concern, and we will melt and follow you. Haiz. I pity myself sometimes too. Sobx.
Me: ehhh…eww jie…
ML: okay la, enough of all these, so what plans do you have rite now?
Me: I duno. That why im here to look for you.
ML: June holidays around the corner rite? Lets go for a holiday. Just me and you. My boyfriend is busy so I can hang around with you. I dun think he will get jealous with his girlfriend’s cousin.
Me: oo. Sounds like a good getaway. Where are you planning?
ML: duno yet. But you wanna go not?
Me: I dun mind, but for now I guess I nid to put my mind into exams ba.
ML: of course you do. I will plan out everything within the next few days ba.
Now you guai guai go home and study okay, dun think about girls le. Study first kay. Not matter what, biao jie here support you.
Me: thx jie. Love you loads!!!
ML: bleahh. So mushy.
And she sips her last mouth of cappucinno.
Chapt 18 complete.
Note: no racism intended in this chapt. Please do not misunderstand any content.
Chapt 19
The KL trip.
Alighting the coach with our bags and luggage, the evening sun shines upon the Sunway paramid, with an exhausted mind and heart from the many hours in the coach, I didn’t feel a pinch of excitement about this little holiday trip at all, not to mention I didn’t do very well for my exams. The air was rather dusty, and like Singapore, Kuala Lumpur is hot and humid with temperature about 29 degrees.
Entering the Sunway paramid hotel, we were greeted by the reasonably posh feel to it, with its mainly white accompanied by a little brown giving the overall tint a skin coloured feel to it. There weren’t many people at the counter, and therefore, checking in was a brief event. Going up to the eighth level via the elevator, ML was still rather quiet, rather she had been silent the whole journey to KL, except the very morning when we just met up. Guessed that the long journey had an effect on her as well.
Opening the door to our room, I was delighted at our lodging quality, one which very much justified its 4-star rating. With its mahogany design and orange – yellowish painting, and the dreamy tint of the room, my immediate vicinity feels very relaxed and comfortable, with two soft single sized beds sandwiching a little cabinet and a flat screen 32 – inch ( I guess) television on the other side of the room, resting on a solid oak table top. Looking out of the window, we could see the Sunway paramid shopping mall and some parts of the lagoon itself. With everything checked and in perfect working condition, I’m plenty satisfied with the lodging.
When I was done admiring our room and finally taking a look at my dear cousin, she too had brightened up seeing the lodging, and was playfully testing the bed by bouncing on and around it. She took the one nearer to the door and I took the window one. Feeling quite exhausted from the journey, my initial excitement soon subsided, and I fell back on the bed, close eyes, and went into deep sleep
2 hours later…
ML: eh! (slap slap) eh! (slap slap!) dun sleep le, time to wake up! If not our dinner going to become supper!
Me: (with half opened eyes) huh….what…..
ML: Dinner! DINNER!
Me: arya….never mind la…
ML: oeiiii! Wake up le pig! Come on la. Lai.
Me: arya…
ML: arya….i dun care you already, I go bathe first, later when I come out better be your turn ah…dun sleep le la ( slaps me on my lap while pouting her mouth..)
Me: yes…yes….my dear cousin…yesssss………….
And the night passes…
Breakfast buffet was a sumptuous affair at the Fuzion, an all-day buffet dining outlet at Sunway paramid, had a fair share of ham and sausages in my belly. Delighted with my filled tummy, both of us pondered on our next course of action, which ruled out the hotel room. However, it wasn’t an easy decision as my cousin wanted shopping, girls really, and I on the other hand, chose the default for men, fun at the lagoon. Well, although I admit, that I fancy new clothings that can be bought here, I wanted to save the time for the next day, which we will still be around, and just go all out and have fun at the theme park that day. After much debate, my cousin gave in anyway, although she will be paying for most of the stuff, since I was still a non-working individual.
Two excited figures appeared in the scene of this wonderful theme park, the Sunway lagoon. Despite having a mind full of shopping earlier, it turned out that ML was sporting enough for games and fun. As it the time of a vacation, the park was packed with people, walking around in very casual wear, singlets, spaghetti, broad shorts, flip flops da da da. In a glimpse, you could see every pool packed like sardines, and every dry ride having frustratingly long queues. The time reads 10.13 a.m. on my casio digital watch. Only 13 mins from the opening hours, and the theme park was already mobbed with visitors. Hell, we needed to plan our day properly to maximise the experience at sunway. The stifling temperature was starting to pick up, but it had yet reached its optimum point. As such, both of us decided to go for the dry rides first, and cool it off with water rides after lunch. Besides, it sucks to vomit after a roller coaster ride anyway.
Skipping all G-rated rides, like Tiger adventure and Apache Pots, we went straight to the Pirate Adventure, a 360 degrees pirate ship. Following which, the rapid paced Buffalo Bill coaster which wasn’t even a twat scary. But we faked our screams anyway, to better the experience for junior tourists X )
Anyway, we took the highly popular City of gold coaster, very much similar to the mines coaster in Genting. Well this one was exhilarating, we really screamed our hearts off this one, for me, maybe due to the delight in my cousin’s boobs pressing against me when the carts swerved left and right. *grins*.
We pushed on to several more dry rides afterwards, and decided to take a break at about 1 p.m. the sun now strong and fiery hot above us. Although donning a white slightly low cut tank top, beats of sweat still form on her forehead and some little sweat stains can be seen at the back of her top. How ludicrously hot is the afternoon really. I remembered my cousin asking me a question, however, I was only concentrating on the perspiration shimmering seductively on her exposed chest, only returning to reality when my cousin raised her voice.
ML: HEY! ARE YOU LISTENING?
Me: uh…huh? you saying?
ML: I’m asking you what you want to eat my cute cousin. What are you dazing off to? Tired already?
Me: uh…nope. Was just thinking of something else just now. Haha. Sorry!
ML: thinking about what huh? so focus that you can’t even hear me anymore.
Me: nothing. Haha. Nothing really.
Although I managed to deny and divert her away from her inquisitive questions, I was rather sure I was caught in the act, lecherously staring at her chest, as she sport a cheeky grin when she turned and walked on towards what resulted in a shop selling hotdogs.
Chapt 19 complete. Sry if this sounds like some documentary. And for the whole KL trip,
DETAILS MAY BE WRONG SINCE ITS LONG TIME AGO.
Chapt 20
Wet bodies, Wet Excitement
After adequately filling our tummy, together we decided to take less vigorous rides to prevent any puking, since that feeling really sucks like I said before, and it started with the ‘grand canyon river rapids’. However, instead of sticking close to each other like any of the prior rides, we then took opposite ends of the rather spacious boat, or whatever you like to call it. As the boat travelled through the rapids, everyone was hanging on tightly to the bar behind our backs, with wide smiles on our faces from the splash of refreshingly cold water and the humour of bumps and jerks from time to time. By the end of the ride, water marks appeared all over our clothings, and that is when I realised ML’s white tank top become slightly translucent as it was white plus a little on the thin side. However, once again, I beat off the horniness within me as doing anything sexual to my beloved cousin was not on my agenda, or at least as far as my conscious restricted me.
What followed was some kayaking, some slow grandpa rides, and finally the huge suspension bridge. It was over 1pm by then, and the sun was ludicrously blazing on the bridge, I even pondered if my skin will get burnt when I touch the metal railings. Since the food in our stomach were at least partially digested, we then went towards our next phase of this excursion, the water fun.
When I appeared from the changing room, with just a pair of surf shorts, wearing underwear underneath of coz, guys zaogeng also very malu okay. Well then, my dear cousin was still not out yet, therefore, I went towards a drinks stall to buy a drink before taking a sit on one of the chair under a shade, patiently waiting for ML. I wondered if she got stucked in the toilet bowl or something, it sure took her quite a long time. I barely took 5 minutes changing, and already 10 minutes waiting.
Nevertheless, when she finally came out, all prior thoughts of impatience and frustration vanished with this sweet, seductive young lady before my eyes. ML was wearing a white set of bikini, with the top, a halter type, tied into a butterfly knot around her neck, has some cyan butterfly design on the white background. However, as my dear cousin has a really flattering boob size, the butterflies were all stretched out. Just seeing it like this is innocent and simple, yet, when I looked closer, I realised either the bikini top is very thin, or there is no padding underneath as I could see a hint of nipple poking against the material. The bottom is equally as sexy with two strings tight around her hips. I didn’t try to find the cameltoe though, as I would become more obvious than I already was, drooling at the sight of my very own cousin. Just what I would do to bring her to bed and do all kinds of naughty stuff with her, if only she wasn’t my cousin. With this skimpy outfit, enhancing her cleavage and the hint of nipple, I really wonder how long I could endure this indirect seduction.
Putting my lustful thoughts aside we first left for the wave pool, after picking up a large float of course. The reason there was only one as my cousin would be the one sitting on it while I will hold the side of the float beside her. With the waters still calm, we entered the pool that was already filled with people eagerly anticipating the next scheduled wave. Excited screams and playful laughter everywhere, with ML and myself calmly settling into the mid section of the pool. Once settled, I helped ML onto the float, holding onto her waist of course, which was not toned, but slim. However, fortunately or not, ML lost balance while getting on and fell backwards onto me, causing us to sink into the water, drinking in a good mouthful of chlorinated liquid before resurfacing. We were finally wet from top to bottom. The float itself had also overturned. Just as it took me a second to recover from the surprise, i realised I had one hand still holding onto her waist, whereas the other, had its palm on her left boob. When both of us finally realised, I quickly retracted my hand double quick time, blushing in embarrassment.
Me: Erm…sorry sis…I didn’t mean to.
ML: (became shy) oh. erm. Its ok. I know it was an accident. *shy smile*
Oh my gawd. Melts.
As we pondered upon how to break the new found awkwardness between us, the first round of wave finally came and lightly pushed us back. That was when I quickly helped ML up the float again, this time more steadied and succeeded as a result. With ML sitting on the float, I held onto the handles at the side of the float and slid my body underneath, preparing for stronger waves to come.
Compared to the struggle in holding the float at the waves, being in one myself at the lazy pool was a refreshing experience, leaning on the front of the float, letting the slow stream of water push me forward. Dear cousin was still holding on to her own float, except now, adopting the same stance as mine, leaning against rather than sitting on the float. Apparently, ML wasn’t amused by my peaceful approach as she kicked herself forward, before pushing me away from her, resulting in my float, hitting against another person’s. Embarrassed, I decided to fight back, propelling myself forward as well, before pushing her aside, knocking her into the sides of the pool. And there on, we just continued teasing each other, much to the hindrance of fellow visitors, but well, we were in a world of our own.
Finally had enough fun playing the childish tit-for-tat game in the lazy pool, we buried the hatchet, and hand in hand, we climbed up the flight of stairs, leading to the entrance of a slide, which I had long forgotten what it was called. The slide requires a float, and the float required 2 persons. As ML took her position on the front sit, I couldn’t help but realise the station master, or whatever you call the person in charge, gawking at ML’s voluptuous body. I would have punched him to be honest, but when I thought about how I was doing the same from time to time, I decided to forgive him. I thought he was only being human.
So with ML taking the front and me sliding into the sit behind, with both my legs wide open, landing beside ML’s arms, off we go, sliding with great speed and acceleration down the water slide, twisting and turning along the way, with screams of exhilaration of course. And with some god sent luck, the moment we exited, the float came to an abrupt stop and overturned, launching both of us underwater. As if drinking in water at the wave pool wasn’t enough, I once again drank a mouthful of water, with my eyes shut tightly due to the irritation of the rapid water rushing against my eyes. In that little struggle, I tried hold on to whatever was in front of me, only to realise when I emerge, that I was hugging my dear cousin on her waist. Not that hugging her waist was sinful, but with her spicy hot and wet body pressing against mine, with only a now slightly translucent bikini top and bottom covering her modesty, and a face with a blank expression, I totally couldn’t control my emotions went on to hug her tightly, feeling her ample breasts smashed right on me. Trying not to be too obvious, I faked laughters of joy to break the awkwardness. With my cousin thinking none of it too deeply, she began to reciprocate as well, giggling as she did. After a moment of embrace, we disengaged and decided to tell her…
Me: jie ah, although it had been really fun and I want to play more, but I wanna ask you something, is this the first time you wear this set of bikini.
ML: erm, I wore this for a suntan at sentosa before, otherwise, I hardly wear this. Why the question?
Me: because we are in a bit of trouble right here. It’s becoming a bit translucent.
Upon listening, ML swiftly checked herself, and in her horror, she realised I was right and hurriedly tried to cover her top as her nipples can be vaguely seen now from her translucent white top now. Disturbed by her near nakedness, she pressed herself against me again, whispering to me for help. With my manhood slowly awakening from her boobs moving around my body, I came up with a rather ridiculous, if not the only, idea.
Me: hey hey hey. Not so close.
ML: shit! I didnt noe this thing will become translucent. Why din you tell me earlier?
Me: i just found out?
ML: shit. Means all these while i let people see already. How how? ( starts throwing a tantrum and beating my chest)
ML: so paiseh you know anot. You must have enjoyed looking at my body also rite thats y never tell me. * smack my chest again*
ML: just now touch my breast now want see me naked. You bad! Like other guys! Bad! * hits my chest again*
Although she was saying all that, i had a hunch that she wasnt really angry at all. She was either just plain embarrassed, or just seeking my attention. As she continued hitting my chest, in one swift motion, i grabbed hold of both of her hands, look into her eyes for a couple of seconds, in which time seemed to stop, before once again bringing her into my embrace. Surprised by my sudden show of affection, she stood still, not knowing how to react. However, the moment i gently stroked the back of her head, she melted and returned the hug, burying her face into my shoulders.
ML: you really are bad. We are cousins and i have a boyfriend. But you made me go soft just like this. What am i going to do?
Me: its alright sis. Its alright. Let’s not think too much about this. Anyway, so you nvr knew that this bikini will become like this?
ML: okay fine im stupid alright? I nvr got myself wet in this one. I know I seem like a slut still choosing to wear this bikini although it is thin, I really never expected it to show so much…
Me: hey hey, chill, I believe you alright? Come on, I knew you since I was a toddler. I know.
ML: but im still in this predicament. How?
Yea. I wanna know too. HOW?
Sorry still no sex again.
Chapt 21
The build up
ML: so this is your so called idea?
Me: why? Isn’t this the only way now?
ML: its not that bad, but your secretly enjoying it right?
Me: enjoying? Enjoying what? *acts blur*
While going regularly to the gym to carry weights doesn’t really help in improving my situation, the current one still calls for some sort of celebration. With two wet globes of sumptuous flesh pressing tightly against my tanned and toned back, which men in the right mind will actually let this chance pass? So back to the question, just what was my idea? Nothing complicated. What she needed was a cover, and so my back perfectly provided that solution. All she needed to do was climb on me, pretending she injured her leg or something, and press her breasts close to me, so that everything she wanted to cover, will be successfully done so, yet it won’t actually be embarrassing for otherwise, people will actually know what happened to her swimwear without even needing to see those erected, pointy nodes sticking out of her white bikini.
Me: besides, how can you say I’m enjoying? You are actually not that light you know.
ML: WEI! *slaps my back*
Me: hey! How many time do you actually want to hit me today?
ML: no choice, you are a bad boy today! HMPH!
As I shook my head in defeat, at the same time, I unknowingly, let go a grin on my face.
With the events of the day before behind us, we were then at the entrance of the hotel, waiting for some sort of transport, preferably a taxi, to appear. However, with the traffic packed with vehicles, there was hardly any hope for that to happen. Dear cousin was once again admirably beautiful, wearing a tight fit hot pink polo T, with 2 buttons off and the chest area furiously stretching to its limits, accompanied by black levi’s skinnies. Despite the excellent view beside me, i was too worried about transport to really savour it.
As we became despondent, a black car happened to stopped just metres away from us, unable to move forward due to the traffic congestion. Peering inside, there was only the driver inside, which sparked an idea.
Knock. “Excuse me, will you be on the way past berjaya times square?” as the window pane slides down, revealing a partially bald middle aged man within. Unfortunately, without speaking a word, he just waved his hand irritably, brought up the window, and inched forward some more. I guessed i wont be easy to hitch a ride from people as well. A few more failed attempts did not waver my determination and finally on the fifth one, a kind family took us in as they are looking to shop at the times square as well and they had enough space for 2 more, albeit squeezy to say the least.
The family consisted of both parents taking the front, and 2 kids, one about 11 and the other 8, taking the backseat, which made me apologetic as they had to sacrifice space to accomodate ours. As such i was very grateful but relieved as well as ML and i could have stood outside for god knows how much longer. Like any other vehicle on the road, less motorcycles, the car had to move forward metres and stop, repeating the sequence countless of time until the father remarked, " lets take a shortcut"
As an experienced local driver, spotting a good timing, he steered sharply into a dark alley just wide enough to take the size of the car and manoevered cautiously between buildings. The way was very bumpy, and as i was taking the center, i had to hold onto the sides of the front sit while ML, taking the corner, had to lean back against the door and hold the handle near the car ceiling. As she did that, her ample chest was forced to push out more prominantly, and was now only millimetres away from my arm. Despite holding in my lust by folding my arms, when the car jerked again, ML’s body pushed forward and pressed onto my upper arm for a second. With my cousin’s provocative posture and the constant thrill of her boobs hitting my arm, i grew a intolerable erection and was trying my best to breathe normally and not blush. Unfortunately, that feat wasnt easy. Instead of trying to avoid the situation, i found myself, using the movement of the car, to slowly inch closer to my cousin, such that within minutes, her boobs were permanently pressed onto my arm.
Initially, ML was oblivious to my response as the car was constantly jerking and bumping left and rite, enabling my arm to naturally press onto her. However, as my arm never left, she must had gotten suspicious and figeted uncomfortably in her position, trying to sit facing the front instead. She had also became stiff and quiet, unable to look at me. That was when i felt it was enough, leaned forward so that i wont bump onto anyone. And we finally arrived.
“Hey how is this pair?” ML questioned me innocently, looking straight into my eyes for a response. However, I wasn’t sure where to look. Sitting on a low couch, ML’s huge gap around the collar of her polo was wide enough for anyone to have a glimpse of the huge cleavage that has formed as she was bending forward to try the heels. Yet, her eyes were staring intently onto mine, which meant that however tempting her cleavage was for viewing, I couldn’t do so without her finding out.
ML: Tink!!
Me: waaa…..what?
ML: why are u day dreaming again hmph!
Me: eh, sorry, must have had too much fun yesterday, no more energy today, abit tired.
ML: wa, so tiring to accompany me shopping ah….
Me: oh nono, not at all. Well this one not so nice, try the white one over there.
ML: really! Okays!
Girls are easy to coax really, you just need to put in a little bit of effort.
Next was a brassiere shop. I had really forgotten the name of the shop, only remembering the massive collections of brightly colored bras and bikinis in all shapes and sizes, so alluring to my sight. I volunteered to stay outside, yet my silly cousin dragged me in, on the context of helping her choose. Wow.
From the variety of brassiere available, I was thinking if I was a girl, I would be spot for choices. Yet my chirpy cousin was able to pick one swiftly, a lacy pink one, before going into the changing room, telling me to wait outside. When she was done, she opened the door, clad only in her bra and panties set, exhibiting in to me like a model. Now, that was really seductive, portraying her body and underwear to me in that manner, striking a pose with her hands on the back of her head, elbows out wide, exhibiting her cleanly shaved underarms, which were very sexy to me at that time, and suggesting a response from me. I glanced from head to toe, totally impressed by her wonderful figure, and the deep cleavage the bra gave, and how well rounded her towering twin peaks looked. I told her it was good, very pretty, but she seemed unsatisfied herself, squeezing her boobs, telling me it wasn’t comfortable. Yet I wasn’t listening to any piece of that, I was just looking at her boobs, plainly, and her actions directed me to stare at them. After which, she picked a couple more to try, but this time, she pulled me into the cubicle itself, telling me that she trusts me enough, but I had to turn around when she changes. As she wanted to try a few, it was too troublesome to open and close the door all the time.
I remembered being very stiff and anxious during the whole time in the changing cubicle with her. I controlled myself impressively well, by never trying to pick at my dear cousin, however, the raging hard on I had the whole time was killing me. When she finally picked one she liked, a translucent purple one, that has patterns only just covering her nipples, I heaved a huge sigh of relief, that my torture was over…
Brassier bought.
Shoes. Bought.
Clothes. Bought. A halter neck one piece.
Fashion Slippers. For both of us.
Glasses. The celebrity kind for herself.
And finally.
ML: hey you wanna go in there?
Me: (looks left) there? I’m not paying for that. No money.
ML: I can pay for you mah. How long has it been since u last went to a spa.
Me: never did in my whole damn life.
ML: wow, then u must experience once at least. ( grabs my arm) come la, aryo lets go!
Chapt 21 complete. Will be stopping here for abit. Will be busy.
I know this had been a long time coming(no pun intended) but here is a continuation till the end of Season 1 and i am already plotting an outline of Seasons 2. Sorry for the long wait. In the coming days i will post the remaining 2 chapters that will wrap up this season.
Enjoy bros.
Chapt 22
And so we entered the spa shop, beautifully designed with a nice scent. It has a very dreamy ambience due to the lighting and coloration of the walls, dim and a brownish hue, very good for a good massage and relaxation. We got some kind of massage I forgot what, that will follow with the spa itself of course then a tea. And to my surprise, ML got us a couple room Jacuzzi spa, which made my mind wonder even before anything began.
So the massage is just normal SOP, strip naked, lie face down, then let the lady massager do her work, with ML just beside me, naked as well, but since its face down, all the important areas were covered, besides, anything from butt down to upper thigh is covered with a towel. No show. No horny thoughts as well. Just closed my eyes, and enjoy the wonderful massage.
“Mister, please wake up, its time for your spa right now.” the massager kindly informed. As I tilted my head right, ML wasn’t there anymore, probably headed to the Jacuzzi without me. With a brief, provided by the spa, worn, I cautiously step inside, with a renewed sexual desire and anticipation of how my cousin would be like inside the Jacuzzi. Is she naked? It is a Jacuzzi spa right? Definitely naked right. Wait no. It’s a couple room. She wouldn’t go naked for me for the world, definitely wearing a bikini or something.
As I stood by the door, my mind continued to run wild, and there was this excitement yet fear, of going in, that my feet stood rooted to the ground, as I was very anxious. Not until ML finally called from inside, that I decided, that I should just stop all my fantasies, and just go in. As I slide open the door, ML was back facing me, leaning against the Jacuzzi, already basking in the joys of the minerals within the waters. Yet, I continue to fantasize. As if a reward ceremony, I hear the drums beat as I crept one step at a time, around the edge of the Jacuzzi.
“oh..” i murmured. She wrapped a large white towel around her body, covering all important areas. Guess shows over. Wait, it didn’t even start.
ML: oh what?
Me: nothing I just thought that the spa will be more special…
ML: special? What kind of special you want, this one got very good minerals in it.
Me: erm ya.
ML: what special you want? Disappointed that im wearing a towel huh.
Me: huh? no. nonono. Hehe.
ML: tch. Just look at your disappointed face when you saw me.
Me: no la, just that, er, aren’t we suppose to be naked to enjoy the riches of the water??
ML: hey, I know what you are getting at. You yourself also wearing something below what.
Me: so if I take it off, you will take off your towel too?
ML: …I duno
Me: hey, you…..
Before I could finish my sentence, she came across from her side and placed an index finger on my lips, looked straight into my eyes quizzingly before giving me a light peck on my forehead.
ML: just tell me honestly, you want to see me naked right?
Me: no sis, its about the spa…
ML: just tell me honestly (looks intently into my eyes, those big round eyes)
Me: ya… I’m sorry…I duno what happened to me.
ML: its okay, its okay ( pecks me on the cheeks this time). We are cousins, you wont really violate me right? just promise me that after I take off the towel, you must control yourself okay. You cannot do anything you want to me okay, If I tell you to stop you have to stop. Cannot argue with me. Okay?
Oh my god. When she said this, my little one started to have a reaction. First, she put it plainly that she do not mind me seeing her naked. Secondly, she just implied I could do more than see her naked, just with a limit. I looked into her eyes, tongue tied not knowing what to say, but only a little nod to signify my agreement.
My My. This is getting hot.
Very slowly and sensually, ML rose from the waters till her groin level, still with her white towel wrapped securely around her. All the while, she had her eyes on mine, trying to read my mind, trying to read my reaction, of any little change in my facial expression. However, i was just stoned, not knowing what to think, nor how to think, just anxiously anticipating what is under that towel with a throbbing hard on. When finally she put her arms behind her, untie the towel, it didnt simply drop, but slowly slit off sexily off her breasts and then slowly into the jacuzzi.
Time just stood still at that instant as my naked cousin stood in front of me, peering down inqusitively as i admired the exquisite piece of art. I couldnt blink, taking every second possible to absorb every detail into memory, with my mouth opened, heart thumping wildly. Just how fortunate i was to be able to see the body of my cousin, so delectable in every sense, her every feminine curve and bald areas where there should have been hair of sorts, naturally. Her twin mounds of flesh were as i have imagined and expected, bowl-shaped that was due to her time firming the muscles in the gym, and the natural size that is the envy of any woman. However, unlike most big boobed ladies, her aeroelas are of a 20 cents size, the kind i love, but unfortunately brown as most asians are. But i couldnt care more for her nipples were erected and engorged, showing obvious signs of excitement.
Me: wow.. This is juz.. Wow.
ML: like what u see?
Me: yea.. Yea of course why wont i?
ML: hey stop staring and stuttering. What isit of my body tat u like most?
Me: erm, everthing, ur waist ur legs….
ML: then why are u only staring at my boobs?
Me: i…
ML: i duno why im doing this…
She took a step closer as ripples forms in the waters.
ML: but i feel very happy, very excited rite now, i cant control myself.
Her body is now but centimetres from my face. She bends slightly, took my hand, and placed them on her ample bosom.
ML: touch me. Everywhere. Please. Please let me explode. Urgh… I feel so… So horny…
Me: jie… Jie…. Oh shyt…
With both palms pressed firmly on those globes, which could hardly cover the entirety of it, i started squeezing them, pincing them, rubbing them, in all sorts of variations, greedily. They were mine to savour, to rape, to feast. I felt my animalistic instinct starting to engulf my whole, transforming me into a werewolf, of sorts. My breath grew louder, with hurried pace and obscene pitch, which closely resembles two heated bodies of ingredients in a boiling potion, brewed in a witch cauldron. I never felt my heart beat that wildly fast before. Even sprinting might have been less intense. This one was totally wild.
Me: arghh i love this. Jesus.
ML: oh yea. Juz do wad u like. Gosh this is so goooooddddd. I love you tink.
Then like a jolt of electric current, i was slapped awake at my current situation and backed off from my naked and aroused cousin. History was repeating itself. And too soon had it become. Only just not too long ago was i so regretful and remorseful with Azira’s case, and now i am on the verge of doing equally nasty things, if not worse, to my dearest cousin. What if she just lost her mind for a moment and when she returns to her senses, she will regret everything and things between us sours? Even though with the way things are, one can anticipate alot about what we could do, but she is still my cousin! Its like incest since i always treated her like a sis!
But there wasnt much time for me to contemplate with the go of things. Each time i continued feeling up her delectable body, she too, reciprocated by putting her palms on my neck, kissing me sensually as if i was the girl, then slowly feeling her way down, my chest, circling around my nipples for a couple of seconds before going lower to my abdomen. While avoiding my hardened member, she lightly pushed her palms to my butt and felt them up like a soft toy, caressing them with gentleness, yet blazing fervor. As we squashed our wet bodies closer to each other, my feverish dick started poking at her groin area. With a little grin, Mei Le teasingly thrust her pelvis at me, creating a wave of stimulation at my welcoming dick. She was in heat. She wants more. But she did not want to give it to me just yet. She likes to play for a while, and it seemed to be a great joy seeing me shiver and crave for more.
At this point, my breathing had become hurried and unstable, my heart pounding hard. I continued licking and kissing around her ear lobes and her necks, although i couldnt remember from where i learnt those things. It was like basic instinct. Like i was made to do that. And my hands never left at least one on her boobs, and the other feeling up her slim waist, her taut butt, anywhere of her body that one couldn’t have access to on normal conditions. Then it began. Like a stealthy snake, her fingers glided over my groin, and then slowly onto my cock, which was still wet from the humidity and moist of the jacuzzi. Nothing was sudden, it all happened in cautious flow. Then she coiled her fingers around the body of my cock, and gentle squeeze it, as if milking a cow. It was already glad pleasure to me, although having only reached this early stage, that i couldnt resist but let off a little sigh, or a muted groan if you wish. Things only got better though, as she started yanking at my excited member, bring more and more precum to flow out of my dick hole. And like everything that just happened, she still maintained a very stable and calm tempo, gently wanking my dick, nothing rough yet.
When i managed to bring my senses back a little from all the stimulation, i began to try doing the same thing to my beautiful cousin, placing my palms at the bottom of my groin, slowly rubbing it in circles. And behold, her clitoris was lewdly engorged, red with desire, begging me to make it cum. From all my “experiences” from online resources, i knew i couldnt be boring. I had to add in a variation or two. I started going left to right, which failed to capture much of a response, then i did an up and down sliding motion, which to no avail. But i didnt slack off, i went with magic number 8.
She squirmed and shivered with ecstacy. I have found the midas touch. As i continued showering my cousin with boundless stimulations below, i decided to up it a notch and went for her twin peaks. Closer and louder she went, so lost in her feverish joy of pleasure that her mind was totally lost from pleasuring me in return. But it was not to matter. Just looking at my delectable cousin purring away can sustain my rigidness effortlessly. And then it happened. She began to scream at the top if her lungs, barely muffled by her palm covering her mouth, head swung backwards, eyes tighly shut as her abdomen began violent and involuntary spasms. Her groin jerked at uncontrolled intervals as liquid was released in spurts from her blood engorged pussy. Then her whole body just tightened, her screams turned silent, a few small jerks followed, before she finally heave a sigh of relieve. My dear cousin has attained her nirvana as evident by the palpable radiance on her gentle face. I continued to gently rub and tap on her clitoris every so slowly, while continuing to suck on her nipples.
It was probably a couple of minutes before she finally lifted her head back up and gradually opened her tears glistened eyes to look at me still licking away at my trophy. With a smile she pushed me back, giving me those seductive yet electrifying glare while sliding her right palm steathily down my chest to my manhood.
It was my turn.
While licking at my excited nipples, she jerked away at my cock with renewed vigour, probably wanting to return the favour as best as she could. But she didnt even had to try. All those while i was constantly near the point of no return. With a spit and a quick descend to my awaiting cock, i knew i couldnt last very long. Not at all. A few quick wacks with her tongue l, a few heads bobs up and down and i know that was it. With a hurried tab on her shoulders, and sensing the slight increase in size of my cock, she instinctively removed my manhood from her mouth and jerked me off with intense ferocity, and out went the first spurt of semen straight at her nose and forehead, followed by a couple more at her cheeks and lips. As my climax subsided, she continued to rub my length a couple more times, urging the remaining soldiers to escape, giving me one last lick at my spent dick, before giving me one last seductive stare with a cum-stained pinkie in her mouth.
Finally, the job is done.
…
The next 2 chapters are about done, just need a little polishing. Till then.
Chapt 23
Back into the warmth of kuala lumpur heat, surrounded by honks and street noises, i felt all relaxed and refreshed, with all my stress relieved of me, even if only temporarily. Yet in spite of a certain peace, deep within me, guilt has once again crept up to me. For all the heroics and vigour back in the spa, i have fallen back to the bravery of a mouse, barely able to look into the eyes of my cousin, much less speak a word.
Truthfully speaking, i have no idea what was my cousin thinking or felt ever since we changed up and left the spa. No words, no conversation of any sort. It was a very swift affair of dressing up, payment, finding the exit out of the mall, and there i was, back in the congested evening street, waiting for a taxi to get back to our hotel. However, i would steal glances at my cousin’s face, trying to infer any information at all.
And finally, my cousin spoke.
ML: any ideas for dinner?
Me: ( avoiding her eyes ) nope.
ML: you hungry?
Me: ( still avoiding her eyes ) nope.
I guess i was too obvious, which in effect, roused ML’s irritation high enough to make her place both her palms forcefully at my cheeks and force my face to face hers. It was pretty difficult to avoid her gaze anymore.
Me: hey that hurts! What?
ML: ( sternly )WHERE ARE WE HAVING DINNER?!
Me: i said I don’t know!
ML: arghh…
…
Me: wah that looks really good! Make my saliva flow sia!
ML: look who’s talking now… (turns to the food seller) how much is this?
Through the busy side streets of Kuala Lumpur where those little food stalls are, we found our heaven, and all afterthoughts of events that transpired at the spa were all but vanished, albeit only temporarily. When there is food, there is no capacity for any other thoughts.
Okay, only when the food is delicious.
As i gobbled down my humongous kebab, i caught sight of another delicacy, and when im feasting on that delicacy, i will once again chance upon another delicacy. It was pure food heaven. Or perhaps, both of us were just so hungry that food has become gold. Even when we had our fill, we would continue buying packets of food back to the hotel thinking that we will have them for supper. But then again, sometimes, you never know if you really will have supper.
…
(sound of keys flanged to the floor before a little creak of the bed)
ML: awww….so shiok. Finally we are back!! HEE!!
Me: (plonk down on the bed in similar fashion) yea. what a long day we had…
The walkway lights were dimmed and yellow while two exhausted but relived bodies lay outstretched on the bed. Mei Le had her eyes shut, enjoying the comforts of the soft bed while I, embarrassingly, could only feel the ache in my legs and the intestinal gases having a war down below. Nothing of any sort occurred in my mind at the point in time to warrant any anticipation or anxiety. Everything seemed innocuous and where they belong. Without making a sound, i gently got up from the bed, grabbed my toiletries and headed for the shower, hoping to have an early night rest to get ready for the trip home tomorrow. I have to reiterate. Everything was normal. Nothing out of the ordinary. Mei Le was soundly resting, i just wanted to take a quick bath and off to bed. Then i realised that our bathroom has a bath tub. Therefore, i thought, a little soak wouldnt harm anybody. Perhaps i was being too…naive.
With my head held back and my naked body fully submerged in the slightly soapy tub of water, i was fully relaxed, probably also on the edge of falling into dreamland. However, it was just at the point when slipping into nirvana was taking place that i was rudely awoken by the sound of the door opening, and it was then that i wondered whether not locking the door was an innocent forgetfulness, or subconsciously, i was hoping for something more…
Entered ML, with only a bath towel held against her ever lovely bosoms while her bottom half was already bare. An increased flow of blood in my system was felt immediately, and didn’t take a minute before my mast started rising to the visual seduction. As the tub water wasn’t very soapy, my erection was plain to see, and i did catch ML’s eyes wandering to where my tool would be. However, she was acting all nonchalantly about it and with a smirk of confidence, she left her tower on a hook and entered the shower stall in her full glory. By the time she closed the glass door of the shower stall, my erection was so hard to bare that i couldnt help but bring my left hand over my rigid shaft and began stroking it. I was wide awake. No straight and healthy teenager could keep his eyes away from this beautiful sight. It was overbearing if not taunting. As the shower flows down her silky hair and curvaceous devil of a body, she began to latter soap everywhere, while not forgetting to peek from time to time at the attention i was giving her. Apparently, the surrendering to my dark desires is empowering to my dear cousin. As she enjoyed watching me get increasingly aroused, she too became more confident in her seduction. She began to caress her body in a way that is in no way innocuous. Everything in her movements were arrogantly deliberate. She is portraying the powerful notion of a woman in her prime, and extremely confident with her sexuality.
It was impossible for me to gauge how long it was before i finally saw the shower turned off, with ML exiting the stall, and cat walked over into the tub. Then with a sly smile, she partially submerged herself into the cloudy bath and positioned herself in between my legs, with her hands stealthily snaking up my inner thighs. Perhaps due to the state of arousal i was in, all i could remember that happened next, was a set of fingers curling itself onto my throbbing manhood, experienced in that the grip was firm and purposeful yet delicate enough to not feel a hint discomfort. What came next was just a long series of up and down motion, twisting and turning, with a few other variations added in between. This cousin of mine sure knew how to tease a wet and raging cock.
ML: good?
Me: arghh…
ML: (chuckle) haha so good you cannot respond?
Me: g-g-go-od. o-h-myy-gooo–ddd.
ML: haha do you want more?
Me: y-you… s-sure…it’s…-o-o-okay?
ML: (momentarily stops) so you don’t want?
Me: huh?
ML: you don’t want?
Me: no, no, of course i want, its just…its this really…i mean…OKAY? (breathless)
ML: well, if you are going to think so much, this one and only and probably last chance might be gone forever. You sure you are okay with that then?
Me:…
ML: okay i’m out of here (began to leave the tub)
Me: wait! (held back her hand)
Me: you are going nowhere…
ML: why can’t i? let go of me…
Me: you have to finish the job…SUCK ME…finish me OFF!
ML: (smirk) hmm…now someone is a good boy…i mean bad boy now. Let’s have some fun. One last time. Nobody have to know about this ok?
Me: as long as after this we will be ok. Then deal.
ML: ok stand up.
Me: huh why?
ML: you silly sexually charged man fool, you expect me to suck that cock full of soap?
Me: er…hehe….oh ya….
ML: silly horny boy…keke
And thus my dear cousin took extra care to rinse down my entire body, which allowed me to have some sexual tension subside so as to last longer. Deep down, i knew if it wasn’t for this trip, all of these things with my cousin wouldn’t have happened. All of this, was akin to a dream. And the moment we leave for home, this dream would end. For as long as i could, even if just for half a minute, 10 seconds, i would like to prolong this connection, this pleasure i share with my cousin.
…
The trip home was quiet and non eventful. Mei Le stuck firm to her promise, that none of what happened would be brought home with us. It will be just both of our little secrets. Even though we planned to continue being like normal, i knew it wasn’t to be. The dream has ended, and reality sets in. My cousin, is family. I cannot be involved with her, not that way. My vilest ego wanted to continue to have her. That we could break social norms, that it could be a continued and eternal secret, but Mei Le was adamant and mature, she knew it was impossible. After all, we are cousins. What happened in Kuala Lumpur stays in Kuala Lumpur. The moment i carry my belongings down the coach, it is home sweet home.
I was home.
And that meant…
Life starts again.