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Originally Posted by
pusiliker
TS. For once I agree with some others. For Crystal (still a virgin at that time?) to be roughly fucked 30 odd times by half the men in the office and still enjoyed the experience was a little far fetched. The scene should look more like rape to Rex and he should have called the cops!
However, taking it as fiction it’s still a very good read! Carry on!
Ya I agree too. Kinda regretted I wrote it that way haha. Pls pardon me for that little glitch. I think I got a bit carried away on that part haha
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Originally Posted by
littlepok
haha who cares who act the guys? everyone want to be henry.
i think local celebrities cannot act the gals roles. i prefer the TVB ones, really act so much better.
I give my suggestion.
Angel: Chen Fala
https://www.google.com/search?q=chen...1366&bih= 650
for bros who dunno or need a recap of who she is.
Crystal: Koni Lui
https://www.google.com/search?q=chen...w=1366&bih=650
maybe Linda Chung can act as Angel too but I prefer chen fala.
Haha don’t anyhow change my characters. I wrote the story with the two actresses in my mind.
Angel: Liu Shi Shi
http://www.google.com.sg/search?q=li...w=1280&bih=709
Crystal: Yang Mi
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Originally Posted by
anh_thuy
Pls respect the guy’s story…..
Thanks for the support bro.
But don’t worry, I am not unhappy at all. In fact I am very glad that bro littlepok likes the story and I think his suggestion is very good too. I like linda chung and chen fala very much too!
It’s all for the fun of it
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Originally Posted by
yang punk
Yah man…I’m in love with her too after watching Bu Bu Jing Xin!
Spot on bro! 若曦（刘诗诗）is fabulous.
Did u watch 宫？That’s when I fell in love with 晴川(杨幂）too!
Both girls are so beautiful
Time: 3 am, Tuesday
Location: In my car at East Coast carpark
At one of the more deserted carparks along East Coast Park, there parks a Mercedes S300. You can see two persons sitting inside the car. And yes, they are properly dressed and seated in their own seats.
Me: “Crystal, are you alright? My emotions got the better of me.”
Crystal: “Don’t worry, Uncle Henry.”
Me: “You are a young, capable and pretty lady. And you are Ryan’s girlfriend….”
My voice trails off when I mention Ryan… A sense of self-awareness and guilt overcomes me…
Crystal: “Uncle Henry. I still love Ryan. Can we keep this a secret? And would you stop me from seeing Ryan?”
That stuns me. This young lady beside me has just betrayed my son by having a fling with another man. That man happens to be me. Should I, as a father, approve their continuing relationship? But what capacity or right do I have to stop them? Only when my big head takes over does the reality of the situation sink upon me.
Me: “Crystal, I am as much to be blamed as you, so how can I disapprove you from anything?”
Crystal: “Uncle Henry, so what do you treat me as?”
Again, that stuns me. I have no idea what to answer. At such a situation, it seems like Crystal is taking a better control of the situation. Again, I need her to save me from the situation.
Crystal: “Let’s treat this as a once-off thing, ok? I think the emotions and atmosphere just got the better of both of us. My heart still belongs to Ryan. I just have a thing for mature men, but that is more like a fetish than anything.”
This girl is smart.
Me: “Sure Crystal.”
Crystal: “Of course, that also includes our first encounter (smiling sheepishly). The webcam incident. That time at the dinner, when I discovered you looking at my upskirt under the table, it just turns me on so much. When I was at the webcam, I didn’t know it was you until the end.”
Me: “Haha yes, you are an attractive girl. I can’t control myself too. So let’s forget about all these. But you must promise to be good and faithful to Ryan. He is a good guy. Honest and innocent.”
Crystal: “Yes, I will. Except maybe for…” She gives a sheepish smile and a slight nudge on my arm with her elbow.
Me: “Crystal” with a stern and firm tone, but I am just being outwardly righteous.
The devil in me wants to continue with this sexy, young lady, yet I must not show it. Yes, I admit I am a hypocrite, especially when my small head is stronger than my big head. Right now, my small head is satisfied and exhausted; of course I can make all the politically correct and righteous statements. Man.
Me: “So what happen between you and Rex?”
Crystal: “Rex is so bad. After the family dinner that day, he kept contacting me. Just now was our 4th meeting out. I mean, I was so much in love with Rex before. And we broke up in such a manner previously. So initially I thought it’s best to have a good relationship with him again since we might be relatives one day. But somehow, I just feel so pampered by Rex that I am starting to feel in a dilemma.”
“I mean, Ryan is a superb guy, but maybe he is just a bit too nice. Everything about Ryan is just so prim and proper. No vices, nothing. We have been together for 1.5 years, but other than holding hands and a bit of kissing on the lips, nothing else.”
“So when Rex, started showering me with his advances and stuff, I must admit I feel a bit tempted. But just now, he actually wanted me to go hotel with him. When I refuse, he starts to call me names. During our argument, he mentioned that incident so many years ago. He said I could do it with Robert, why can’t I do it with him? I broke down. I realize that he doesn’t love me. He just wants to get into my pants. I hate him.”
Yes, that’s my two sons, Ryan and Rex. Polar apart in character.
Crystal: “But Uncle Henry, I must confess one other matter to you. Please do not be angry with me.”
I look at her in silence, waiting for her to continue. She is looking at me with those big, innocent eyes.
Crystal: “Just now when I told you about that incident when I broke up with Rex, actually I exaggerated the facts. Whatever I said about Robert is true, but I was not gangbanged by the others. The rest of them were just peeping from outside the office. I think they were just enjoying the show and wanking themselves off, but no one dared to go into the room. And that’s when Rex appeared and end of the story.”
“I exaggerated because I can feel you wanted me. But you won’t dare because I am Ryan’s girlfriend. But from the webcam incident and from the way you look at me, I know you want me. And I want to relive that fetish again. So I want to give you a good push. But I promise I won’t do that again.”
This girl is amazing. I feel so manipulated by her. I don’t know when or what I can believe her words for.
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Originally Posted by
littlepok
hehe nice twist. no gang bangs.
i think everyone got their idea of their own Angel and Crystal (dressed in white and black sex symbols).
awaiting next installment.
haha thanks for noticing that. I tried my best to reverse my mistake, just hope it does not make things worse
Time: Tuesday noon
Location: Office
Due to the “exertions” through the night, I come to office much later than usual. That should be considered a privilege as a boss: no one can question what time I come to office.
I step into my room. The aroma of my favourite Blue Mountain coffee is still there. I touch the cup, it is still warm. I am impressed. This Exec Assistant of mine is real meticulous and caring. I take a sip of the coffee. Heavenly. Heart-warming.
Don’t know why, but somehow, with the warmth of the coffee sipping down my body, a sense of guilt comes along with it. What the heck? Why would I be feeling that way?
I look at Angel through the glass pane. She looks different today. She looks tired, her eyes are puffy. Wonder what happens between her and Rex last night?
I pick up the phone and press a number: “Angel, any lunch appointment? Shall we go for lunch?”
Angel looks up from her desk and gives me a gentle (but tired) smile, “Sure”
………………………………………….. …………………………………….
Location: Restaurant
Me: “Everything alright? Your eyes look puffy. Were you crying?”
Angel: “I am ok” with a feeble smile
Obviously I know she is not ok, but I must act as if I don’t know anything. My heart goes out to this gentle, young lady in front of me. The usual aura of calmness and gentleness is gone; in its place is a feeling of sorrow and helplessness.
Me: “Has it anything got to do with Rex?”
With the mention of Rex’s name, Angel gives a little swallow of her saliva (or is it tears?)
Angel: “Uncle Henry, we broke up.”
Me: “What happened?”
Angel: “I saw Rex with another girl. He was trying to get her to hotel. I feel so betrayed.”
Acting as if I don’t know anything: “Are you sure about this? I don’t think my son will……” before I can complete my sentence, I am cut off.
Angel: “Yes, I followed him last night because he has been behaving strangely recently. I saw him holding hands with the girl. I saw him having an argument with the girl outside a hotel. I heard him saying very nasty things to the girl when she refused to go to the hotel with him. I am totally disappointed with Rex.”
Me: “You alright, Angel?”
Angel: “I am fine, really. Don’t worry. This won’t affect my work.”
We eat through our lunch in silence. Angel is a nice girl. She didn’t mention Crystal’s name throughout. I think she understands that it’s Rex’s fault, not hers. She is even trying to protect the girl who affects her relationship with her boyfriend. This is Angel.
Angel: “Oh by the way, tonight is our final rehearsal before our actual play on this Saturday night. I heard from them that the ticket sales is not bad. We can expect to have a full house by Saturday.”
Me: “Oh that’s good news. I just hope I won’t screw it up haha.”
The performance is on this coming Saturday. I don’t feel worried or anxious about it at all. My only feeling is sadness. Sad that I might not have so much personal time with this young attractive girl anymore after this play.
Time: Saturday night
Location: Performance Theatre
Finally, the big day has come. Tonight is for the group to showcase the end product of our intensive rehearsals for the past 2-3 weeks. Everyone is excited, including Angel and myself.
It’s been a long, long time since I last performed on stage. Some of my good, old friends and colleagues are here to support, including Lim. Obviously, the family will be here as well. Angel’s family would not be coming as it’s a common occurrence for her and they do not appreciate such artistic plays.
We are all dressed in our play costumes and just hanging around with Lim and the rest of colleagues.
Lim: “Hey man, you look cool. Wow Angel, you look pretty.”
Me and Angel in unison: “Haha, don’t tease us.”
Lim: “Wow wow wow, is that what we call chemistry? Looks like you two rehearse well as a couple”
Angel is giggling and blushing.
Me: “Do you want me to kick you out from the theatre?”
Lim: “Eh Henry, in office you are the boss. Here I am the boss, I pay to come see you act ok? Please make sure you do a good job later.”
Everyone is laughing happily, including Angel. Ever since she broke up with Rex, this is the first time I see her laughing so heartily.
“What did we miss?”
We turn around to that voice. It’s Rex. With him is my wife, Ryan and Crystal.
Rex goes beside Angel but you can see her behaving very coldly towards him. Angel’s mood has changed dramatically from the hearty laughing to a cold, expressionless look now.
P.A. System: “Will all audience please take a seat and all performers gather at the back stage? The play will start in 15 minutes time”
“Ok guys, see you all later. Wish us good luck!”
-– Act 1 and Act 2 opens and closes successfully, to the loud applause of the audience —
“Let’s go Crystal. It’s our turn.”
The opening curtains draw wide…….
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Originally Posted by
littlepok
should be “let’s go angel, it’s our turn”. bro too engrossed liao. quick ah go screw under blanket in front of audience
Shit I write until I confuse hahahaha
We both act out our parts perfectly. Each scene goes on smoothly, seamlessly. We can feel the audience emotions being tied closely to ours. The lighting, the atmosphere, the audience, the plot, everything just gels together to push the emotions higher and higher.
We have now gotten to the part where we are at the hospital ward and where we are to go to bed, everything is perfect. Our outer layer of clothes are off; we have taken position as per what we have practiced previously for the simulation that we are having sex under the cover. The bed is artificially made slanted at 45 degrees with the top part higher than the bottom part, so that from the audience’s view, they can see the movement on the bed. This is a usual prop on theater works.
I rest my hands on Angel’s bare shoulders. It feels smooth and gentle. My legs are spread across her tummy and my groin is just above her stomach as what we have rehearsed. Her bent knees act as the support for the blanket as well as my butt so that I won’t slide down the slanted bed. Our bodies are covered by the blanket. Only our bare shoulders and head are visible to the audience. Everything is perfect so far.
At this juncture, Angel tilts her head slightly and looks to the audience. Her face color changes. I turn my head in the same direction. Rex is sharing a conversation with Crystal in a very intimate manner: leaning close to her, using his hand to cup her ear and speaking directly into her ears. Crystal seems to be giggling at his conversation.
Angel loses concentration and her bent knees suddenly give way. This catches me off-guard and my body weight causes me to slide down her body slightly.
We regain our concentration quickly. The Director know we are having a little glitch due to loss in concentration. From the corners of our eyes, we can see him gesturing vigorously at the side stage, telling us to concentrate. He is drawing circles using the rolled-up script on his hand, signaling us to carry on.
The problem is, due to the sliding down of my body, my groin is now directly placed at Angel’s groin area. I can’t move up down as that action would be very awkward from the audience’s view. I can’t move down myself either without Angel’s coordination. Or else our blanket covering us might be pulled loose by my action. So no choice, I just have to act out the part at our current position.
Even before any movement, my dear brother is already placed on high alert, springing to life and energy instantaneously, just because of its mere position. Think about it. You are in your boxers; your dream girl is in her undergarment; your groin is positioned on her crotch; and you are to move up and down. Just that thought is enough to send all the blood from my big head to the small head.
I start to move up. The first movement already causes a gasp to escape from Angel’s mouth. I know she is not acting out that gasp. We have rehearsed so many times. I know when she is acting. Angel is looking at me with her eyes wide open, in subtle shock. I move down. Up again, down again. My cock is almost exploding from my boxers. It is at its most upright position.
I am going crazy. I am picturing in my mind actually fucking Angel as I moved my hips in a slow motion. Angel closes her eyes and starts to moan. She knows I have no other choice. Neither does she. So we just have to carry this through.
In theater performance, all our actions and voice have to be acted and projected out in a more exaggerated manner than normal, or else the audience would not be able to see or hear us clearly. In addition, we have the mini-microphones wired around our head for the voice projection. So you can expect the kind of big motion I am doing with my bottom and the decibels of her moans.
Seeing Angel closes her eyes and hearing her moans is making me crazy. At this moment, I did an unthinkable action. I close my mouth over her slightly parted lips. This catches her by surprise and she opens her eyes to look at me. I push my tongue into her lips and try to fish her tongue out. I find her tongue and with a strong suction, I suck her tongue into my mouth. Angel completely lets go now and reciprocate my kiss. This is not in script.
We need to change to our second position now.
My legs are to be positioned on the board at the end of the bed so that I won’t fall down. As per rehearsed, I lift Angel’s legs over my shoulders. While doing that, my cock is hurting badly from being restrained in the stupid boxer, so I quickly pull the frontal top portion of the boxer down a little, freeing my standing cock from its shackles, breathing in the fresh air out of the shorts. I am supposed to lift Angel higher so that her crotch actually meets my stomach. But I couldn’t care less. My hardon doesn’t feel like abandoning the attractive crotch yet. Once again, I position my cock right at Angel’s crotch. But this time, by choice.
Angel knows what I am trying to do. I am not sure she allows that to happen because she has no choice or she wants it. Anyway, I just have to do it because my little head has overruled my big head. I start banging my hardened cock at the opening to her glorious hole. The only obstacle that remains is her panties. My cock is furiously banging at the door but it is closed by that thin layer of cloth.
I close my eyes to visualize myself humping into Angel’s vagina. Angel is moaning now. I am gasping for air too. I need a release so badly.
Suddenly I feel a slight movement from Angel. At my next thrust forward, the tip of my cock feels something different. That thin layer of cloth is gone. I feel some wetness and some warmth. That’s the entrance to Angel’s pussy. Angel has pulled aside her own panties for me.
I open my eyes and look at Angel. She is looking at me with half-closed eyes. She can’t say it out in case it got projected through the microphone, but I can see her mouthing the words “Fuck me”
I steady myself and push it in. Angel is totally wet. Her vagina juices make it so easy for my large cock to slide it in. She is so tight. Angel grabs her microphone to cover it and whispers into my ear
“Slowly Henry. It hurts. This is my first time. I am a virgin.”
Oh my god. Angel is still a virgin. I have taken her first. And we are doing it in front of 300 over audience. In front of my wife. In front of her boyfriend, my son, Rex. In front of Crystal.
I pull my well-lubricated cock out. It draws out air from her pussy as well as a sexy moan from her mouth. I push it back again almost instantaneously without giving her any warning and that draws another loud groan from her.
“Uhhhhh……ahhhhh……urrrggghhhh…..ahhhhhh……errrhhhh…… .ahhhh”
Angel’s moan is filling the whole theater now. I am sure every man in the theater is getting a hardon from the sexy moans of such a pretty young lady. I am the only man that is getting the pleasure of fucking this virgin beauty. I am sure all guys are looking at me in envy.
Angel is a virgin. This feels sooooo good.
I thrust in and out of her slowly, feeling every bit of her vagina muscle clamping down onto my dick and the juices swirling around.
“Michael (that’s the name of me in the act), faster.”
This line is not in the script. I know Angel really mean it when she said this. So I quicken my pace.
“Oh, Ohhhh, Ohhhhhhhh, Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh…….. this feels so good”
Another line that is not from the script. I look at our Director. He has that confused look on him, but he is eyeing the response from the audience. It seems like the audience is taking it well, so he leaves it as that. Our scene should be ending soon.
“Michael, I am cumming”
I am reaching my heights as well. The bed is almost bouncing on the stage now. I am climbing to the highest peak I have ever experienced in my life. Her juices are gushing around my cock.
The music is playing in the air now. That’s a signal to us that time’s up.
I can’t stop at this juncture. I need to cum. I hump at Angel mercilessly. She is giving me a totally resigned look. A “come-fuck-me” look.
I push my body down and towards Angel in a very abrupt movement. Angel is caught by surprise by my action and our face bump into each other. Our microphones are knocked off in that process. Good.
I whisper to Angel, “Angel, I need to release. But if I cum outside, we would be found out.”
“Cum into me”
A warm rush of sperm spill out the moment the three words leave Angel’s mouth. I shudder and push my cock to the deepest end of her crevice and feel my sperm gushing out.
I have the best climax in my life. With my Angel.