I managed to get some sleep. Got into a stable enough condition to at least finish what I was writing this morning. I really hope you guys enjoy it =)
File 3 : Lose What? Part 2
Ash and I walked past a couple of street peddlers hawking their wares. There were lots of coloured pills in various varieties in green-yellow capsules and even one that looked like a black lozenge.
“These are condoms,” Ash explained pointing down at one of the entire sheet of silver satchetts as I looked on down at the stuff they were selling “They sell other medications here like Viagra, but not exactly legal or licensed, so you don’t know what’s inside. Usually you want condoms cheap and in bulk, buy here”
“Was that how you got so many of those you showed me in your bag the last time?”
“Always be prepared,” Ash replied with a smile that answered my question as he led me into a back alley.
There I saw lots of girls standing around. Some were chinese, wearing sexy red or black dresses, some were tanned and looked philipino casually dressed in a typical white tank top and denim skirt. Lots of men like myself were just walking and checking the gals out, from the foreign Bangladeshi worker to the stereotypical Singaporean uncle dressed in in theit T-Shirt and shorts with a gold chain on their neck.
“先 生，要 性交吗？(Hey mister, wanna have sex?)” went a chinese gal as she made a swipe for my shirt and I quickly moved away on reflex as I had this wide eyed expression and went to hide behind Ash.
It was a rather amusing sight. A tall guy like me at 1.88 meters hiding like a frightened child behind a short little Indian that was at most 1.6 meters while he boldly strode through that alley like he was the boss of the place.
“帅歌，叫鸡吗？ (Hey handsome, fancy a whore?)”
And the most epic call I remember was from this rather ugly but short Filipino.
“Twenty dollars only, anything you want also can!”
This place was like a noisy marketplace, with the chatter of ladies noisily hawking themselves as I looked around with some of the men being enticed and putting their arms around some of these ladies while they chatted and negotiated a price. Some were even bolder and already had their hands on the ladies bums as they roved and groped their asses to their heart’s content.
“These ones are illegal!” Ash said “They don’t come from brothels, they just stand outside here. You see got police come, they will all be gone. Also, not safe, can do anything means you might get STD”
“Eh brudders, You all want any girls or not? I got recommendation! Guarantee you will be satisfied!”
“Let’s see who you got.”
He waved his hand to three gals that were sitting on chairs nearby.
We glanced at each other with a look of mutual understanding before Ash thanked the man and moved on.
They were really fugly
“Anyway, here legal brothels got weekly check for STD, so a lot safer compared to those on the street. Later on when you go in, there’ll be a lot of girls, and they’ll all be wearing a number tag,” Ash explained like a tour guide giving a briefing as we walked out of the alley “Tell the pimp the number of the gal you like. And just keep quiet and let me do the talking, I think once you open your mouth, we’ll be charged an arm and leg”
Ash seemed to be giving me a complete breakdown of what I needed to do, kind of like a mission brief on what I needed to carry out. Normally, I’d be the expert looking at people’s code over the computer screen, pointing out several lines that could be the problem, while coaching and giving advice on what to do and diagnose the problem.
But as Ash gave a wave of his head gesturing to the pimp to bring us in and we walked we walked past the silver butterfly privacy partition into to the thai fish tank with it’s blue walls with its dark opaque windows and the doors slid open for us, I knew, today, that I was the pupil, and he was the master.
To be continued…
File 3 : Lose What? Part 3
I’d always wondered why a brothel was called a fish tank by many of my army friends. Once I stepped in, I kind of knew why.
Besides the counter, the gals were seated in what appeared to be a rectangular area, The place smelled kind of like a hair salon as the noisy sound of the blow dryers filled the air. I observed the girls in the tank. Some were drying and perming their hair, some were just sitting about, and some were putting on makeup.
One of them was already standing up and striking a model pose as she showed off her height with her left hand on her waist now that two customers had come in. It was like a huge aquarium. The only difference was that there weren’t fish in there.
The OKT began to make some introductions
“That’s number 2. She speaks English.” with that, the tall WL gave a wave and smiled at us.
“Who’s the one with the biggest breasts here?”
“The one with the biggest rack here is number 17.”
No guesses about who Ash was picking. He was staring at her boobs like his eyes are going to pop out.
“Number 3….” The OKT rambled on and I wasn’t really listening “Number 8 she’s new…”
I was looking at her before she was mentioned already. She was a medium sized slightly petite girl at about Ash’s height with an hour glass figure and owl eyes. She had long highlighted blonde hair, and her skin was tanned and from observation, rather soft. She sat in the middle of the rest of the Girl’s genearation poses as she waved shyly.
“Pick 17 man,” Ash said looking at me in a rather excited manner “Her breasts are just humungous!”
I could tell from the look in his eyes and that wide grin on his face he was already mentally squeezing those boobs in his head, thinking about tit fucking, and motor-boating them.
“Eh bro, you want, you pick lah!” I replied “I want a different girl.”
“You don’t regret I tell you! I gave you first and you don’t want! Who you want?”
“Number 8,” I replied
“Ok, I pick 17 then,” he replied as he handed the OKT two fifty dollar bills before the OKT called the girls out from the tank.
“Follow the girl to the room,” Ash replied as he was walking with his girl “When you’re done, meet me outside, and enjoy your first time!” he finished with a wink before the 17 led him into his room and 8 led me to mine.
Once in there, I was surprised at what I saw.
The room was actually pretty cozy and well decorated. Cute teddy bears hung on the site of the walls and shelves as there was a medium sized bed covered with Snoopy sheets and a led lighting which glowed with a love sign from white to red and soft music playing in the background. A small shower area was some space away, only blocked by a glass door and wall. It was kind of like those love hotels you saw in Korean or Taiwanese dramas. I had thought there would only be a bed and a shower and you just sort of got it on, from my impression of some of the old TV series you saw in the 90s.
Once inside the room, the girl began to strip. First with the orange dress with black outlines she was wearing that day, then with her red bra and undies. This was the first time I’d actually seen a woman naked before with breasts, nipples, pussy and all. As though she knew, she held my hand and led me into the shower.
The shower was kinda routine. She just scrubbed my back, then cleaned up my dick and after that I was told.
“Wait outside….”
I obeyed and just took a clean towel and dried myself before just lying down on the bed and started making myself comfortable. Soon my lovely lady was out of the shower and she came onto the bed and lay on top of me as she began to lick my nipples.
I touched began to slowly touch her skin and naked back as licked my nipples and her tongue began body began slowly moving down to my dick. Her flesh was rather firm and lean, rather than soft as I had imagined it to be I moved and slowly touched her ass, now that was a great feeling, though it was perky and firm, as I felt wet tongue lick my balls. It was a rather pleasurable moment, as I slowly felt my dick getting erect from all the simulation my balls were enjoying.
She capped me and began riding me. Really really fast. Unfortunately due to the beer and the condom, I didn’t feel very much. I was actually getting limp cause I couldn’t feel anything. As though she could tell that, she soon stopped it and pulled my dick out.
She began to use her index finger and moved it around my balls and scrotum. It was like an electric current moving around, teasing and tickling. I was trying not to come… but soon even though the orgasm wasn’t that great, my body had surrendered to all that ball tickling as I saw my white semen slowly flow out in three shots onto the condom as she removed it.
“So how was your losing your virginity?” Ash shouted over the roar of the engine as the noisy wind blew over our helmets as he drove me home on the expressway.
“Strange…” was the only word that could condense my thoughts as I replied back
“In what way?”
“I feel kinda of serene after the sex, but I don’t really feel any different. It’s like I’m still me, and nothing happened. I dunno, they say you feel different after not being a virgin, but I dun feel any change” I hollered back as the wind kept buffeting against my helmet and I pulled the visor down more.
“So what did you do to the girl? Did you touch her while she was in the shower?” Ash asked changing the subject.
“No, not really.”
The echoing of my voice inside the helmet now that I had pulled it down was starting to get annoying
“What? I paid money for you to have fun. You are allowed to touch her.”
“Well, I did touch her back, and her ass.”
“Did you touch her boobs?”
“Noooo!” I shouted into the wind.
I felt Ash was doing a mental face palm in his head right now.
“Kinda wasted the money dude! What did she do to you then?”
“Oh she gave me a blow job, then she licked my balls, and then she rode me…”
“She went on top of you?”
“You mean yours didn’t?”
“What happened after that?”
“I got soft and she had to pull it out and wank me until I came! The beer got me abit wasted man.”
“If you had grabbed her boobs while you were riding, I’m sure you’d be standing and you’d go hard and she would look at you in shock! Anyway you are still a virgin cause you didn’t come inside her!”
“Well, my dick did go inside her. I suppose that counts. What happened with yours man?”
“Oh I just did her missionary and then after that we went to doggy and then she was on top of me and I was grabbing her boobs. When I was about to come I told her to get off and I removed the condom and breast-fucked her until I came on her huge breasts! You didn’t do anything to her ar? She do everything ar?”
“I first time what! What you want me to do?”
“Just do what you see when you watch porn! This exit to your place?”
“Yeah…”
Ash stopped the bike and killed the engine as I got off.
“Thanks for bringing me today,”
“No problem,” he replied as we gave each other a knuckle bump.
“Want to go again next Sunday?”
“You’re crazy! You just quit your job. You’re living on your education fund now. Maybe on my next pay day on the tenth! I also need to save money. See you next week during classes”
“It’ll be Friday before you know it” I said as I waved goodbye to him and began to make my way to my block.
In the depths of my mind, I was already planning a return visit soon this week without him. I was childish then, and felt I needed to reclaim my honour after this subpar virgin performance.
To be continued…
*auto door opens*
Welcome. Lol. Time for me to go to sleep… pressing the edit button and not proof reading enough from typing the script too fast… I can no longer press it to correct stuff XD.
File 4: Return of the Virgin: Part 1
Many of you probably remember that in my last chapter, I had said I was out of a job at that time. I’d quit from a large known well known software firm I shall not name to protect my own privacy.
Not that the last place I quit from was bad, the people were really nice, code was a mess, but there were friendly people that knew the mess. Unfortunately, by the time I had arrived there, I was loaded with tonnes of emotional baggage.
I’d been suffering from the stacked up burn out from hopping through various software firms and through their various forms of mismanagement.
Most of my time was simply spent between games like Starcraft II with some fun custom games like Mafia, an online variant of the one usually played with real life groups, World of Warcraft and several other games like Left4Dead. And when assignments came my way, like a samurai, I cut and slaughtered my victim fast and quick, collected my contract earnings, and then went back to the bar and drank beer and emo’ed by myself like a lone wolf.
I’d tried applying for unsual jobs in administration, fianance, sales and I even tried to apply for a job application as a trainee baker at one bakery at Great World City. None of them had written back. It was probably because I sent my programmer’s resume over to them and they thought it was some kind of mistake, but if I didn’t send one, they’d call me to ask me what I’d been doing for the past 2 years in my ORD.
Singaporeans were very strange people. They always ask questions no matter what you do. Sometimes when recruitment agencies called me up because my programming resume was good and I was in high demand, I always wanted to reply that it was none of their god damned business if I had left the company because a female colleague and I were fucking like animals while we were alone in the server room doing a deployment and we were feeling very cold in there and she got pregnant as a result of that.
Not that I really actually did that, but I did have some very kinky fantasies going on in my head while I was doing code deployment with a fellow female colleague once.
Jade was young chinese girl that was about 26 that had long black hair stretching to her shoulders with pale white skin. I’d say she was about 1.7. She hardly had a perfect face it was full of freckles, but she looked cute when she smiled. All I could say was that she was kind of cute, and reminded me of a cat. If she just wore kitty ears and begin clawing her fingers at you and going mraoo… it definitely would give u a hard on straight away.
She had a very nice ass too. It was white like the rest of her skin, and I knew because whenever I walked out to the pantry to grab water, it so happened that she was there. And she would bend over gracefully into a doggystyle position to that short water dispenser while her jeans slipped down a little bit exposing her flawless white skin and a little bit of her ass crack, covered by some lacy silky green underwear with tied up on the sides with some ribbon knots.
I don’t know why I constantly got lucky to have these sightings on my trips to the pantry. She would blow me off when I tried to talk to her and hit on her, but she never stopped to corrected or adjusted her position when I walked into the pantry to prevent me from oogling at her zao geng.
My only explanation for this was that while she didn’t want to sleep with me, she enjoyed the fact that I was feeling very horny for her, and so just kept teasing and toying with me.
Back to the day at the server room. She was wearing a light pink top that showed, her nearly non existent, but still squeezable boobs, with denim skirt and a rather cute pair of brown shoes with some fancy ribbons.
She was explaining the procedures of the deployment to me, in her sweet but soft voice sounding like a china PRC(She’s singaporean), I was having some other thoughts going on in my head.
I would take off the hair clip holding her hair in a pony tail as her beautiful long hair now fell down and the clip clattered to the floor before I kissed her neck from behind, and my hands slipped under her top slowly moving up from her waste to underneath her bra and squeezing her small xiao long bao as I continued to kiss her on the side of her face.
She would not resist and have her eyes closed to all the wonderful sensations as she began to grind her skirt against my dick from being horny from not having sex in a long time. I would then flip up her skirt and frantically pull down her cute green lacy panties and unzip my jeans and undies in a frantic fashion before slowly inserting my dick into her pussy and thrusting slowly in and out of her pussy while I had a great view of her sexy ass.
With each thrust, she would open her mouth with her eyes closed and let out a silent moan as her pussy lubricated my dick. Then finally unable to take the pleasure, she’d let out a soft moan some clear liquid would drip out slowly of her pussy onto my balls.
We’d begin to thrust faster like animals as she supported herself against the server rack and her panties were pulled down to her ankles and we were now moaning and fucking uncontrollable abandon faster and faster and she would begin to shake and spasm as the server rack clattered nosily to her shaking and her pussy now began contracting and making squirting noises while she let out loud sexy moans and she came… and I came with her too exploding all my hot cum into her pussy as I withdrew my cock from it and it slowly dripped out.
And we both came, sweating tired and panting from the great sex while our sexual escapade was recorded by the CCTV in the corner of the server room.
Great Fantasy huh?
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Also, do you guys know what Landrover ambulances are? Do you actually know how spacious the back cabins are? Though from the ouside it looks really cramped. you could actually fit three skinny people my height back to back in there and lie them down. Also, if u sat elevated on the chair with my height in there, there was still two head spaces from the ceiling. Now imagine you lying down, and there’s his hot blonde nurse on top of you going ‘What’s wrong, solider? Need a little physical?” and then she slowly unzips your coverall as her soft, silky cold hand feels inside your underwear while she bends over, and u see the two mounds of boobs inside her uniform in full view…
“Tan ,Tan! You f*cking thinking of having sex inside the ambulance! We here to repair vehicle, you horny bastard!”
I could hear my fellow NSF junior admonishing me that day as I commented about how spacious the ambulance was and asked him if he knew what I was thinking.
So how did it feel to go inside my head? Good shit? Heh.. Consider it a little compensation for listening to me ramble a little about my life here and there in this novel and possibly more inferior virgin sex. There’ll be good sex later. I promise that I’ll get there.
Anyway, I’d been leaving my assignment out cold for a very very long time. I simply didn’t have the mood to do it anymore. Opening an Integrated Development Environment (IDE) reminded me of all the bad emotions that had began to associate with programming: overtime, office politics, being underpaid, mismanagement, being blamed and having to play the dirt sling game rather than cooperating to solve the problem at hand. I almost closed the IDE immediately each time I opened it as I tried for the past few weeks to get myself to work on my assignment.
But there was no more running right now. The assignment was due this week. There was nowhere left to run. There was only one way I could actually program now, and that was when I harnessed my anger, my rage, my bitterness, as I blasted Maroon 5’s songs on cheating and fucked up love as I typed furiously on the keyboard and wrote during that period, the worst code of my life. But I didn’t care, as long as it could work and pass the assignment requirements so I wouldn’t fail my module. It wasn’t the healthiest way to do it, but it was what I needed to do to survive.
Finally after making some progress on the assignment to hand me a pass for it and no longer making any headway, I decided the angry music wasn’t working anymore.
“
I need a fuck
,” I thought to myself as I folded up my laptop. As I closed the door of my house, the electric guitar rift of an angry Maroon 5 song its lyrics continued to play in my head
How dare you say that my behavior’s unacceptable
So condescending unnecessarily critical
I have the tendency of getting very physical
So watch your step ‘cause if I do you’ll need a miracle
You drain me dry and make me wonder why I’m even here
This Double Vision I was seeing is finally clear
You want to stay but you know very well I want you gone
Not fit to fuckin’ tread the ground that I’m walking on
When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love
You’ll understand what I mean when I say
There’s no way we’re gonna give up
And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams
Is there anyone out there ‘cause it’s getting harder and harder to breathe
Is there anyone out there ‘cause it’s getting harder and harder to breathe
To be continued…
File 4: Return of the Virgin Part II
The atmosphere was different today as I took the MRT down this. The sky was a dark shade of navy blue and filled with wisps of grey clouds as the sun was soon to set.
I alighted at Aljunied MRT and sat down at a Coffee Shop to have my dinner. It was only 6, and I decided that if I visited a fish tank at that point, the gals would probably be having dinner too. No point spoiling it for them too.
I bet some of you are finding it surprising. Some of my friends told me it would be insane to eat before having sex but my strange rationale for this was, could you really enjoy yourself while you were feeling hungry at the back of your mind and your stomach was growling while you were getting it on?
After I had finished my meal, it was about 7 already. It was time to do what I came for.
The night scene before me was so different from the one that I saw. The streets were dark as the lamp posts casted dark shadows everywhere while illuminating the streets with spots of light. As I walked down, I witnessed the busy night life of Geylang. The shops now all had their lights illuminated as white bright lights were cast out from them in contrast to the general darkness.
At that time, I was not on sammyboy yet. I didn’t know that people remembered houses by Lorong and House Number. My way of remembering how to get there was : Walk from Aljunied MRT to the cross junction and then turn right, after that walk into the first Lorong you see. The fish tank has a silver privacy partition with a butterfly on it, and it was painted blue, had thai temple shaped windows.
I soon realized it was not exactly the best way to remember it. I was getting lost. All the streets looked different when it were dark.
Was it this alley? Umm… No this one… Ummm… Nah… that one further down…
Sweat was pouring down my face as I had walked for abit but couldn’t quite find the house. A part of me wanted to call Ash to actually ask, but then, it was damn embarrassing. I could imagine his voice over the phone
What? You lost in Singapore in Geylang ah?
I think I will kena laughed at until his teeth drop out. Then he tell the rest of my friends in uni then how? I would never be able to live it down. I had my pride too even though I was an easy going person and able to laugh at myself.
Calm down… retrace your steps… You didn’t have to walk so much the last time, maybe it was the first alley you saw when you came in.
I looked down the alley, it was a dark set of buildings, but I saw some saving grace. One of the prominent buildings I remembered seeing that day was this large hotel called ‘The Fragrance’. It now loomed over the buildings with its imposing presence as the name emblazoned across the building now lit up with pink neon lights. Though it looked so different at night, I knew it was the very same one. I decided to trust myself and walked down the alley and found the place.
The OKT on shift that night must have wanted to become either a poet or rapper before he went into this line.
先身, 进来看一看，(Come in and take a look boy)
我门有很多美女， (We have lots of girls for you)
要的话给五十， (Pay 50 if you are interested)
不要出去在逛逛 (If you’re not, just go on your way)
I walked in like a triumphant warrior, having found the place by myself.
And I walked in like a boss, paid my 50 dollars and claimed my girl.
Girl 8 walked out of the tank as I followed her to the room once again. This time I was determined to get my money’s worth. Immediately once in the shower, I began touching her, from her back to her ass to her boobs and began squeezing them.
“Whoa Whoa,” Girl 8 went as she pushed my hands away “We’ll have plenty of time later. Go outside and wait for me.”
Once again I was on the bed when G8 had come out of the shower. She began to give me a short catbath before she began giving me a blowjob. She started for awhile then suddenly she stopped.
“Wah, so big ar?” She exclaimed as she looked at my dick.
“I bet you say that to all the customers,” I replied as I began to carrass her back again.
“Ride me…”
Maybe what she said was real. She did put A LOT of durex play gel onto the condom before giving it a good rub to spread it around. As she went on top of me I felt her tight pussy swallow my cock and squeeze it and a warm sensation spread through it. The expression on her face was priceless as she let out a slight hiss of quiet pain.
So that was how it felt without the beer.
She immediately withdrew my cock from it.
“Too big… you do…” she said as she lay down.
“Ok…”
Just like porn right?
I immediately guided my cock in fast and immediately saw a pained expression and heard that angry hiss of pain as I felt that immense pleasure before a hard slap on my thigh.
“Not so fast and hard ” she hissed through gritted teeth. “Slowly…”
So I ground her in missionary as I supported myself and began thrusting her. God, she was tight, and it felt really good and though it was slow, I was close to coming.
“Let’s change to doggy,” I said pulling out before I did.
She obeyed as I slowly went at her and I was sweating
“Oooohh…. Oooh…” She went as I began to bone her.
Her pussy was tight, but it had began to relax and I was going with slow rhythmic thrusts. I was beginning to sweat too, and let out my own soft low moans. It was all going well until…
I saw her playing with a ribbon hairpin as she fake moaned. Noticing I had found out, she put it down.
Too late. It killed the mood. While I was trying to keep going, I was fast losing my erection.
She sort of knew and quickly withdrew my dick from within.
“Let me fap you. Just tell me when you are about to come”
She began to fast fap me and talk dirty
“So you want to come inside me huh you naughty boy, you want it real bad huh?”
While the fap was bad, nothing could really stop a bodily reaction to that no matter what.
“Ooohhh… Ohh… I’m gonna come! I’m gonna come!”
She then slipped my cock into her pussy and squeezed
“Ahhhh Ooohhh… Ohhh…” I just shot my load inside the condom.
As much as this incident seemed rather good from the way I told it, that’s because you are in the hands of a skilled writer. I know how to add garnishes to an ordinary dish to bring out the flavor of things.
The truth was, it was horrible.
It was worse and less satisfying then my own fapping. The catbath was terrible, her nipple licks were half hearted, and her tongue merely brushed me a little bit for the purpose of SOP. I might not have experience with sex, but I had a lot of experience with masturbation. I knew which parts of my dick were the most sensitive, like the balls, the freneleum, the head. I’ve tried lots of stuff before. Lotions, PVA shorts, even a banana peel.
This and another bad incident with her nearly made me swear off commercial sex, but as fate would have it, a sudden twist of events would have me coming back. To this day, I still have mixed feelings about whether this was good or bad. All I knew was that it had sending me speeding down the highway to hell.
And it was one hell of a ride.
To be continued…
Thank you LovePotion. I think you are now my most vocal fan ^.^.
Coincidentally, I actually had two names for the next file and I was wondering which name to choose. The first one was ‘The Middle Finger’ and the second one was ‘Love Potion #9’. I guess I’ve decided on the name of the next file.
Anyhow, to all my silent readers, if you all are wondering why the file is named so oddly, do stay tuned to find out.
Also, if there’s anything that you like/dislike about my writing, do feel free to give me a shout out in the thread. If you’re worried about my rabid fans zapping you or my enemies doing so, you may drop me a PM quietly.
Rest assured I will not zap. I just want to find out feedback about how I can improve my writing and if I feel your feedback makes sense, I’ll make some adjustments.
Also…
I just got back from GL bonking a flowbow look alike. Sadly, secks bad.I found out after going often was that for every SG gal that snubs you or already has a bf. There’s a gal of similar build and looks in GL.
So single bros in this thread that like a girl that doesn’t like you back, don’t despair. You will be able to find one that will fulfil your fantasy anyway.
File 5: Love potion #9
I had been off commercial sex for a period of two months. Most of my time was spent with DIY and porn from yuvuutu.com, watching marathons of good American sitcoms like Outsourced, How I met your mother, The Big Bang theory, Nikita, well when there were assignments to be done, I did them before getting back to this, as well as some online gaming.
I honestly felt alone most of the time without a job, but I had some meet ups with a couple of friends once in awhile. A programmer hacker friend that I knew that shared the same fire for programming as me, and he too was very much of a pervert too. We talked about a lot of stuff we were interested in and caught up, his school work and how it was going, and how it was like to be in the line. And lots of perverted stuff including my current exploits.
And school was also keeping me busy… there was exam revision…
“And the last thing Division says when it goes down will be my name,” I went as I pretended I was holding my hand pistol close to my face and gave the Maggie Q assassin pose as I got bored of studying notes at Starbucks with some friends
“You better study! All you’ve been doing is watching that for the past few weeks!” Ben said
“You’re going to fail if you keep this up,” Evan continued backing Ben up.
“You under-estimate my power!” I roared doing an Anakin Skywalker impersonation.
Surprisingly, I get through it. I don’t know if it was the fact that I did get enough through to my head or that the lecturer saw my name and ID on the paper and knew I was a bundle of passion for programming that was inquisitive and asked questions and debated him sometimes. Anyhow, I did and was advancing to take the next module.
There was a talk about some new merger they were doing we were forced to attend.
“We THRUST! ” I exclaimed loudly emphasizing the h and rolling the ‘r’ making fun of the mistake the lady chairman had made in the speech as my friend Ben made a ‘ooh’ sound and slid his hands back and moved his hips forward in a thrusting motion while Evan laughed.
Just then the lady that had made the speech walked passed us
“Hey,” Evan said “Good speech earlier!”
Once she was out of earshot, I resumed my naughtiness again.
“So Evan, as club president, do you have to THRUST her? Every day? What about Faith?” I asked highlighting my crush in school “You told me you didn’t THRUST her at all but I betcha actually THRUSTED her a whole lot more than you ever let on!”
Evan was chuckling too hard to even reply.
“What happened to Ash?”
“Oh, The pokemon master has gone to the Macau League for more adventures! He’s already defeated all the Gym Leaders in Geylang and Orchard towers! Gotta Catch em’ all!”
A few male uni acquaintances within earshot were smiling at my naughty remarks. I bet you’ll never look at Pikachu and pokemon the same way. It turned out that another friend at uni, let’s call him Andrew, would be interested in the magical source code I could produce, and thus pulled a few strings and got me a job that could get me close to him to coach him.
I thought things were looking really good… all without commercial sex…
But that was all about to change…
To be continued…
File 5: Love potion #9 Part 2
It was my first day at work today. And there was a quick introduction to colleagues.
“This is Joanne…” my boss went as I grinned away and shook her hand.
Joanne was the typical like a Singaporean Ah Lian. She liked clubbing,spoke singlish and mostly chinese. She was about 1.77. Almost as tall as me and just a little bit shorter. She had long brown highlighted curly hair that ran down to her shoulders. Her face had lots of freckles that she cleverly covered up with foundation and she had a slightly wide mouth, but her best assets, were her extremely slim white long legs.
I remembered that the first day I came in, she was wearing a cream white thin cotton short one piece dress with a british flag flipped portrait style in the middle. It was slightly translucent, though I couldn’t exactly see inside, and the skirt was so short it I could see her flawless legs going on all the way to her thighs, stopping just short of her ass.
It felt like she had just got up from sleeping with her boyfriend, and to me, that was incredibly sexy. And she did already have a boyfriend.
As I went to my seat, I switched to my whatsapp and messaged my uni group. I had called us ‘Sex Man United’ making a little dig at SMU where our previous crappy lecturer had taught full time.
Jay(Me) : Wah! My new office got sweet young thing!
Ash : Got new job already ar? Congratulations!
Evan : What does she look like?
Jay : Oh very tall! And she got very nice long legs!
Ben : How old?
Jay : I don’t know… she looks about 22-23 lah
Ben : Eh one of the girls from work walked pass me. I think we have to change our conversation topic to something safe for work!
Jay : Ok…
Jay changed the topic to ‘In God we thrust!’
Evan changed the topic ‘In GOOG we trust!’
Ash changed the topic to ‘In Boobs we thrust!’
To top that off, he switched the conversation picture to a Google sign with an anime gal in a while bikini and two boobs where the ‘o’s’ were.
I couldn’t help but smile as I quickly locked my phone screen as Andrew came over to teach me how to set up my PC and what I needed to do. Over the week, I asked my friends for advice on how I could pursue the girl and bag her.
“You’re the new guy,” went Clarence one of my friends I had grown up with as we ate dinner at ‘Iron Chef’ “So you shouldn’t really rock the boat because you’re attempting to eat where you shit? Just go out with them in a group outings. They’ll drink a lot, and you’ll just drink less, and then she’ll be drunk and hehehe…”
“I’ll teach you a technique I saw on drinking used by female bar tenders. There’s two bottles, one full and one empty, and then you drink from one and you spit into the other, If not you really think they can drink so much?” Daniel continued as both Clarence and Daniel laughed.
“That girl has daddy issues,” Cypher, the mighty python hacker replied as he sat down and we had Bar Chor Mee (Minced Meat Noodles) at Feng Shan Market “The way she dresses shows that she craves for attention and affection. So what you need to do, is to act like a Dad”
“How?” I asked
“Well, when she tries to make witty comments to whack you cause you like her and attempt to talk to her, you must roll your eyes and pretend to walk away like she said the lamest thing on earth. Then you must not give her the attention she wants, and pretend that you don’t notice her at all. Then ocassionally when she does good stuff that pleases you or is really smart, give her a compliment. Just like a stern disciplinarian Dad.”
Even Andrew had something to say on the subject.
“Woman! I am hungry! Bring me the biscuit tin since you’re there!”
Joanne obediently brings it over as he takes a couple of biscuits out.
“Now put it back!”
She does… but not before deliberately mouthing a loud ‘jerk’ before going back to her seat
“What did you say?” Andrew asked as he got up from his seat and he gives her seat a playful kick and Joanne yelped before he went back to his seat and sat down again.
I was so confused…
To be continued…
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Love Potion #9 Part 3
Joanne’s sexy legs were really turning me on in the office. I sat in that same row as her. Every time I turned to my right to ask a colleague something, or to refill water from the pantry, I would find her sitting cross legged, her dresses stretched up even more to reveal more of her thigh, again stopping short of her butt and undies.
There was this one day wear she wore a translucent pink frilly dress, I could see the black bra she was wearing through the dress. And she went over to the next table to bend down to pick up a file.
I saw her sexy long legs, butt and black underwear all facing me.
MARI KITA!
For the next few days, the moment I got home, I quickly locked my door, pulled down my curtains switched on the air conditioner before I switched on some sexy Norah Jones jazz music. As the music played, I hurriedly stripped off all my clothes, pulled the blanket over my bed and climbed underneath.
As I did, I pretended my bolster was Joanne as I stroked her legs and slowly kissed her belly button all the way up to her boobs as I licked her nipples in round circles while I looked at her with hungry eyes.
I can’t stop myself from calling
Calling out your name
I can’t stop myself from falling
Falling back again
In the morning
Baby, in the afternoon
“Ohhh Joooanne Ooooohh,” I moan as I closed my eyes as I imagined myself thrusting her in missionary while she wrapped her legs around me as I hugged my bolster tight as I kissed her mouth furiously
Dark like the shady corners
Inside a violin
Hot like to burn my lips
I know I can’t win
In the morning
Baby, in the afternoon
I was going faster and faster as I could feel heat on my face and sweat coming down my forehead, as I imagine her giggling, laughing and giving me a pretend kick of resistance before attempting to wriggle away and going “Ahh you naughty boy” as it gave way to surrender and soft moans
I try to quit you but I’m too weak
Waking up without you
I can hardly speak at all
“Ooooorrrhhhhhh!” I could feel the pleasure building up in my balls from all that rubbing as my shaft was begging for relief as I released an enormous load before I rolled over, breathing heavily from all my rigorous pumping and my fantasizing. It was a really hot cum sperm load. The sort u release from wild sex and not from some ‘ho-hum’ quickie.
I’m gonna admit that it was little more than lust at first sight.
As the song continued to play, I thought about what I should do to pursue her.
The problem with both Cypher and Andrew’s advice was that it was against the value set I was brought up with. It was one thing to tease a woman slightly about her insecurities before changing the subject to something else that was funny. It was quite another to deliberately tear her down so she’d be under your thumb.
Clarence’s advice was kind of passive. If it comes in, it comes in, if it does not, it does not. It was like sitting at the bottom of a HDB flat hoping someone would throw a stack of 50 dollar notes from the 24th Story down onto your lap.
I decided to just ignore all my friends’ advice in the end.
I was going to try to be my best self.
“Need a lozenge?” I asked as I offered her one as she coughed (I did happen to have a cough too. I did not buy those on purpose)
“Thanks,” she said as she took one and offered a smile
Later as I go out to the pantry for a drink, Andrew walks out wearing a smirk on his face.
“So I see you’ve made
some progress
” he said as he took out a cigarette, lit it and began smoking.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I replied acting dumb
The half open mouthed grin I was trying to suppress coming from my face told him I knew exactly what he was talking about.
“The assignment for the module of course,” he said letting out a puff of smoke “I saw you doing it earlier.”
I threw a curved ball at him
“You like Mei Ling don’t you?”
“Who the hell told you that?”
I raised my eyebrows at him a couple of times before giving him a rather mysterious smile.
“That woman! All she ever does is blabber this kind of nonsense!”
It was a complex relationship diagram. Mei Ling actually liked me because I was kind of the nice guy, Andrew liked Mei Ling and Joanne liked Andre (or they were just close) and I liked Joanne.
Andrew was helping me to get close to Joanne cause he was interested in Mei Ling and my source code to get his degree and so Mei Ling would get her heart broken and fall into his arms.
When I told my friends the story, they laughed cause it sounded like a Korean drama. Anyhow, I’d been going home together with Joanne, saying good morning, opening doors for her when I got the chance.
I thought it was going ok until one morning.
“Why don’t you give him a chance?” the account’s aunty asked
“That Jay ar, he’s so dumb! That day when we went home, it was cloudy and then he just opened his umbrella for me before it rained, Do you know how embarrassing it was?”
“But he’s a nice guy. He probably just never have girlfriend before.”
“Aiyah, this kind of dumb guy!”
I hadn’t meant to eavesdrop on their conversation, but the wind had blown it into my ears and there was no taking it back as the hurtful words made it all the way to my head.
She could have just told me directly that she didn’t like me. I’d be sad for a few days, but then I’d be fine after that. But guys, you know what girls are like: They keep quiet to maintain cordial relations for fear of hurting your feelings.
I was censoring myself heavily there. If your girl or any female samstress reads this and asks, tell them that SammyNewbie was a crazy cookie and you had no idea what he was talking about.
The next moment came when I walked into the pantry.
“I’m being really nice already ok!” She told Mei Ling “The last time got a guy like that, I just scold and scold and scold until he cr- ”
I pretended I heard none of that as I refilled my empty water bottle and went back to the office.
“Hello, Techical support, How can I help you?”
“I want you to help me build my website.”
“I’m sorry M’aam,” I replied as gently as I could over the phone “We do not provide web design services, the plan you bought with us was for hosting your websi-”
I was blasted by the customer. That pushed me over the edge.
To be continued…