Dear bro’s and sis … gonna try my hand at this story writing thing. Fiction or not Fiction, not important…
Being the eldest girl in the family wasn’t an easy thing especially when my family is considered an upper class locally. Daddy build his listed company from scratch. I could still remember the first office which was a container build to office at Sg Kadut.
As my parent’s business grow, I was left to fend on my own. I was often rebellious in my teens. I was always hanging out with my group of “so & so” daughter/son. Never had the chance to choose people whom I genuinely wanted to hang out with. We would always come up with notorious ideas just to break the law and try to land ourselves in trouble as we know no matter how our parents can easily get us out from trouble.
I was caught with a law entanglement when I was 13 hence the punishment by my mum is that she’s gonna make sure I’m under her nose for the next couple of months. However I know very well that this won’t last as she needs to travel
One day when I was at my mum’s office, I picked up a transferred call.
Me : Hello
Aunty : Is Constance there?
Me : She’s not here can you call back or would like to leave a message?
Aunty : Oh I’m Suzzie her long time friend from XYZ company
Me : oh aunty I am El Constant’s daughter. She is not in later when she come back I ask her to call you k?
Aunty : OH EL! Aiyoh, you know you were just a little girl when I saw you. That’s many years ago!
• I was thinking… wtf I never even hear your name you sound like you are so close with mum.
Me : Oh issit. I see.
Aunty : you know when you are young I always joke with your mummy about being in-laws. You remember my boy boy?
Me : ah…. Sorry aunty I don’t really recall.
Aunty : You know you and Boy Boy like to play the married game when you are young??
Me : ….. silence…. Can’t wait to get off the line.. NB!
Aunty : Never mind.. next time we go makan then you’ll see him.
Me : * rudely*… okay bye aunty… I need to go.
After asking my mum who’s this Aunty Suzzie. Apparently she’s my mum’s classmate and this women actually like my dad during school days… yes my mum and dad are schoolmates… and start whining to me about the dates my dad went out with her without my mum knowing and she found out … to me ….. its like SIMILAN??? DRAMA ley…
I told mum about the conversation with Aunty Suzzie. Of course knowing mum, wanted “face” called Aunty Suzzie back over the phone they sounded like long lost friend and even set an appointment to for a “catchup” dinner well for sure I know it’s not because of simply “catching up” partially It’s to flaunt to Aunty Suzzie that she had married my Dad and He’s so successful now.
will write more in awhile…
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diputs1269
Interesting story, camping here for more updates
thanks bro!
PART 2
Saturday arrived… I was taking my own sweet time to get dressed up for the dinner as I dreaded going to such dinners. Having to put on a false font and act interested. Mum couldn’t wait so she left with my dad shouting behind her “bei, Uncle Aziz will send you there. See you there, dress properly ah!” I slammed my door shut.
Dressed in my red flowery tube dress, and unbelievable lacy bra and panties, I am all set to go. I basically prance out of the house with shoes in my hand haha.. yes I have a very bad habit of tip toeing out of the house with shoes in my hand and sit barefooted for the car ride. Only to put on my shoes when I reach.
Uncle Aziz a 30 odd year old malay uncle has been recently employed to replace Uncle Lau. Uncle Lau has been my dad’s chauffeur for at least 10yrs as he is getting on in age, He requested to go home to his family on a daily basis. In actual fact, He was having an affair with the newly hired maid, Alice. I caught them in action no, I should say I walked in on them when I was at the kitchen getting a drink for myself one late night. With the moaning sound coming out from the yard, I stood there watching the “live” action of porn with my daily dose of bedtime milk. Alice wad employed just to take care of my younger brother. Always strutting around in hot pants and spaghetti top. Of course the uncles around my estate always would always make sure they walk their dog at 6.30pm in order to catch her bending down to pick up our dog’s poo and not forgetting to strike a conversation with her. (will follow up with a story of Alice later.)
Upon reaching the Chinese restaurant I took my own sweet time to put on my shoes and got down the car. I walked up to the lift landing to take the lift up. As the lift door was about to close, some dickhead pressed on the lift buttons from the outside. The lift door slowly opened. Standing in front of me was this kind of chubby, tall build guy with a cute boyish face. (Chubby guys can be cute okay?) Dressed in a neatly pressed shirt and pants. I took a glance at him and stared at the bulletins board in the lift.
“Ding” 2nd level reached. I took a step forward, and was knocked hard on my left shoulder. I was thinking nabei I kena hit by a huge block or what. I practically “bounced” and hit the lift on my right shoulder. With my extremely pissed look, I gave him the KNNCCB stare. He looked at me and walk off. I was like WTF! I stomped out the lift and gave him a hard kick on the popliteal fossa part. “THUD” his knee gave way and he’s in the kneeling position. Walked in front of him, folded my arms and i said “ It’s alright, you don’t have to kneel to apologize.” Smirk and walked off.
While walking to the private dinning area, mum stood up and acknowledge my presence and the heads on the table all turn to my direction. With the usual greeting I sat down. Not long after, that “jerk” that bumped onto me in the lift walked in. I got a shock I was thinking “shit he’s out to get me. If he creates a scene here, I’m dead tonight.” I silently prayed. Aunty Suzzie went over to the guy and gave the guy a peck on his cheek introduce him to us as her “precious son Edgar” at the back of my head i was thinking “knn precious keep in a safe at home lah!”
He stretch out his arm and shook my outreached hand. He squeeze my hand real hard and use his last finger to tickle my palm. SERIOUSLY WTF!!! I endured the hard squeeze on my hand with a smile on my face. But of course deep inside me i was seriously pissed MAX! Both Edgar and myself ate silently as the adults chat on. Dinner ended and Aunty Suzzie asked Edgar took me for a night walk to “digest” the overwhelmed dinner. I reluctantly smiled and bid good bye to my parents. I shall take this as a chance to sneak out
Edgar walked ahead of me to his car with me following behind. Not a single word said he got up his ride which was a Honda EG6. I dragged my feet to the passenger’s seat and when i reach out my hand to the handle, the car accelerated. I was shocked and pissed not knowing how to react at that split second, I stood there like an idiot. He reversed to where I was standing and wind down the window. He looked at me and said “get in” Thinking that i will be gullible enough to get up his car? FAT HOPE! I walked off in the opposite direction with him reversing the car and following me. He stopped the car got down with both hands holding my shoulder, he practically “dump” me into the passenger’s seat. I pouted through out the trip and I could still remember he brought me to Devil’s Bar. I refused to get out of the car he walked over opened my door and before I could turn around and step out of the car He pulled me out.
We entered the club and he held my hand half drag half pulled me in. The super “chio” girls we see our way in looked at him with seductive eyes and a slutty “hi Edgar” He ignored them, walked passed them without even batting an eyelid. Up to the second level, there are even more chicks that threw themselves at him. I struggled to be released from his grasp but to no avail. I felt like a rag doll at that point of time. Arrived at a table full of guys tall, short, fat, thin, cute, ugly, you name it, surrounding the table has it.
Edgar put his arm around me and pulled me close whispering in my ear, “Just stick by me and be my girl for Tonight”. I gave him a “huh” look. With an assuring smile, he got me a chair and introduced me as his girlfriend to his friends. With a nod I acknowledge all.
We drank and got pretty tipsy that night and of course with all the flirting and body contact. Ending the night at 3am, high on booze, Edgar drove with me half asleep.
The car stopped I knew because of the extremely loud exhaust. I opened my eye and asked him “Am I home?” In a whiff, Edgar turn over and kissed me. Its those hard and suffocating French kissing. I tried to push him away. I was scared, I was a virgin, I have never been kissed, I couldn’t breath….
just a glimpse of what dress i was wearing that night :
http://i1284.photobucket.com/albums/a573/meanpokwoman/548800_281383065317073_1010017872_n_zps7ed6c5a8.jp g
thanks to all the bro and sis that upped me…. will try to be more diligent and update everyday
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guess67
support support sis
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Originally Posted by
Botakhead
I think there is a very similar real story I’ve encountered with one of my client. But I’m not too sure whether you’re that real actual person in that real story.
Anyway good try.
Woah… Its scary… But even if its me, you won’t disclose my identity rite?
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BMW69
Haha I’m not good with words so just gonna say you look hot girl!
lol… that was taken many years ago…. now i am fat and ugly
PART 3
I pushed him away real hard and he looked at me, inches away from my face. With his left hand he pulled my hair backwards and he came so close to my neck. With a swift motion from his tongue, I could feel the wetness from my neck trailing to my ear. He whispered : “Don’t you want me just like those other girls?” His right hand reaches to my chin and pulled me nearer. I shouted “You’re hurting me!”He released his right hand and reaches down south. I could feel his cold hand on my thighs I shivered as he reaches into my dress and forcefully tug at my panties. With a heavy head, I struggled and pushed him off. I opened the car door, leaped out and stumbled at the opposite direction barefooted. It was a dark and long alley along Thomson road. I was scared but I continued to push myself to run on with my heavy head. I turn around and look back only to see the tail light of Edgar’s car. I got tired and slowed my pace. It seems like ages by the time I reach the main road, I flagged a cab and went home. I was teary all the way home with a shocked and ti ko taxi uncle staring at me for that entire 15 mins ride.
“Rise and shine Bei!” opening my eyes to the scorching morning sun and of course the hard to miss, mum.
Mum : so how’s your outing with Edgar? Did he take advantage of you?
Me : *rubbing my eyes* of course not I’m not stupid k? *hiding the guilt*
Mum : hah! That’s my daughter! Go wash up your daddy is waiting for you
to have breakfast together.
Lazy to wash up, I followed my mum down to the dining table kissing my dad in my stinko breath. Dad smiled and welcome me to breakfast. The Door bell rang. The helper walked in with Edgar behind. I frozed, mentally stop breathing seeing him walk towards us.
Mum: Hi Edgar, you are early!
Edgar : Good Morning Aunty Uncle. *Threw me a super cool smile and raise his arm waving my shoes i left in his car the previous night* I came to return something El left in my car last night.
Dad : *nod* come sit down and have breakfast with us.
Mum : aiyoh this daughter of mine is always like that, forever so forgetful don’t know if she will lost herself one day or not.
Me : *Blushed, look down staring at my glass of milk avoiding Edgar’s piercing eyes.
Edgar politely took his seat next to me and my parents chatted with him about the general stuffs.
Nearing the end of the breakfast, Edgar asked my parents if he could see more often. I was like HUH! *choke on milk* I look at him and he gave me a cheeky wink. EWWE~! I excused myself and went up back to my room. I was pacing up and down the room not knowing what to do. My phone rang, it was an unknown number i picked up.
Me: Hello
Edgar : so how long do you need to get ready?
Me : huh?
Edgar : Hurry up can?
Me : Go where? *trying to act blur about what had happened last night*
Edgar : I’m waiting for you downstairs. If I don’t see you in another 15mins I’m going up there to drag you down. Hurry UP~! *toot* he hung up on me !
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BMW69
He might as well have said: hi. I’m your nightmare from hell. You can run but you can’t hide.
Good one!
PART 4
I was standing in my room in awe. GAWD~! What is this jerk trying to do?? I jerk up from my bed and went to lock my door.
Despite flashes of what happened last night, I’ve decided to go hang out with him to see what is he trying to do. I put on a dress with light make-up, and headed downstairs.
Preview of what i was wearing that day :
http://i1284.photobucket.com/albums/...ps8e3ae2d2.jpg
Upon seeing me, Edgar grab my arm, drag me to his car and pushed me into his car. I am probably used to his way of “handling” me.
I sat quietly not wanting to catch his eyes. He drove on and stopped by the road side. I was thinking *WHAT??? AGAIN?* I was so nervous and grabbed my bag ready to swing at him at the slightest movement from him.
Edgar turn his head and look at me he said :” Look, let’s strike a deal here. My parents wants me to date you, same goes for your parents…. Let’s date.”
Me : “HAR??” *stunned face*
ME : “erh… act dating huh?”
Edgar : … “ okay, lets do a trial date. If everything is well, we’ll continue. If it’s not then let’s call it quits.”
Me : *thinking… its not a bad deal… I get to go out and I can prolly opt out of this after mum releases me from my curfew* “okay lor. Lets try it out. BUT, you cannot touch me har!”
Edgar : *smirk* so where are we going on our first date?
Me :*Shrugs*
First date wasn’t so bad. We went to Far East Plaza to hang out with the rest of his mates. It was fun, they were cool. I enjoyed myself with their company. After a day of fun, I am comfortable with Edgar around. Comfortable as in he could hold my hand in public. The feeling was euphoria. Butterflies twirl non stop in my tummy.
PART 5
2 weeks of dating, it was fun… Edgar was no ordinary guy that does ordinary things. Probably it’s my first love. He does things in a whim and fancy. Of course it seems fun when you are at “that age” and the amount of attention that I can get within all his brothers and not forgetting his admirers. We glided thru the crowd whenever we enter any place, from dinners to weekend clubbing events. I am getting more and more comfortable with him around. It was simply amazing to wake up to pager messages (yes, we are still using pager back then ) Without fail, he would pick me up every morning to school buys breakfast along the way. Arriving in school with loud vroom vroom… envious stares from all the girls in school.
I manage to break away free from the clasped of my mom
Saturday night it was, dressed in a white dress, ready to rock the clubs with Edgar. He held on to my waist walked me through the club to our usual seating place.
That night, I was dead drunk as it was a fellow’s birthday celebration. I was drowsy at the same time the feeling of about to blacked out was overwhelmed. I knew something was not right. I fought on to stay awake and told Edgar that I need to get back as I am feeling unwell. Edgar held me and led me to his car. I struggled to walk steadily. Valet brought his car and he helped me into the passenger seat. Strapping me to the safety belt, got on and he drove on.
I allowed myself to be unconscious thinking that Edgar would send me back home as usual. I was so wrong…. so very wrong….
The car stopped. Edgar planted a kiss on my forehead, with the extremely drunk feeling I still felt panicky and vulnerable inside. I tried to get up but his right arm swept around my neck. I started to scream, but he covered my mouth with his own and forcefully kissed me with a long, tender kiss. I did not return his kiss, but that didn’t dissuade him the least. Then he began planting small kisses all over my face eyes, nose, forehead, lips, neck, ears.
I felt hands all over me. Sound of ripping of my clothes could be heard. I forced to open my heavy eyelid. I wanted to but I can’t. I felt Edgar’s lips nuzzling over my neck then over at my ear he stopped. He whispered “You know how bad I wanted you? You know how long I waited for this chance?”
His right hand reaches into my white top tugging it downwards. His cold fingers tailing around my areola, causing my nipples to be awaken from its slumber. I felt suction on my breast, drawing the nipple further into his wet mouth, his tongue lashing my nipple back and forth. He shifted his body and started teasing my other breast at the same time, his cold fingers trailed on to my thighs.
PART 6
He lifted up my dress, hand forcefully reach upwards. His hands stroked my thighs, fingertips brushing from outer thigh to inner thigh. I could feel my wetness dripping down me and into my crack between my buttocks. Those fingers were coming closer to the tops of my thighs now and each stroke caused me breath to increase. I felt the first spark of my orgasm beginning to build. I needed help, I needed to break free but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t…
His lips and tongue moved down my body, his tongue brushed against my bellybutton. To my intense unbearable frustration he stopped. This time I bit my lip to avoid crying out and he grunted his approval. He was teasing me beyond endurance; I didn’t know how much longer or how much more before I can get away. His weight shifted again as he brought himself up on all fours above me. I lay helpless and tears of frustration slowly slid down my cheeks. He leant forward and I felt his hard member brush between my legs as his mouth gave attention to my nipples again. He held my waste and lifted my buttocks trying to capture his member between my legs, trying to bring it into me. He rocked forward each stroke causing his hard rod to just touch my tummy and then move away. I was biting so hard on my lip now that I could taste My own blood but still he continued. After forcing his lips on mine and tasting the blood, Edgar moved back to his seat.
I forced open my eyes. Edgar was looking at me with bloodshot eyes. I was scared. Edgar took me in his arms and he apologized. Stroking my hair with great care. I cried, I struggled, I wanted him far away from me. With his tight clasped, until I fully calmed down. It was more like I was tired. That day, Edgar brought me to Changi Village end coastal area to wait for day break. Edgar held me tight, He kissed my forehead and promised never to do that to me ever again.
As I grow, I got to fully understand that having sex with our dating partners is totally alright. Edgar and myself dated for 1year odd. We did nothing but just basic kissing. I think it was about time I am ready to give him the “access” to me, my body.
I asked all my girlfriends about the entire process, googled, surfed the net for information, hid in my room late at night trying to find something on porn.
April was the month, It was Edgar’s Birthday. He’s going to have a major Birthday Edgar asked me out on a casual date on a Friday night. I was nervous, or i should say i was nervous from Monday onwards. I went waxing for the first time. I hurts like hell! I could have tore out the waxing specialist’s hair. But I was so determine to present my finest to Edgar… well some of you might consider this as being stupid I endured through out. I got myself a perfect dress too.
The long awaited Friday came. I dressed in my newly bought white tube dress outfit. Edgar was already outside my house at 5pm. I rushed down and hopped into his car. I could still remember he said : “El, you looked gorgeous and you smelt fabulous” I smiled with my thoughts wondering around every single synapses linking to each and every single neuron in my brain. Scenarios on how i should pop the question… don’t want to seem “cheap” i passed the idea of seduction or temptation… I settled for, letting nature take its course.
After an awesome dinner at Labador, We went straight to a group of friends that are waiting for us at our regular joint. We were both wasted that night. I took the chance and followed him home. Although i am seeing double under the influence of champagne and wine, I am certain his room is UBER MANLY! Hah! The first time in a man’s room all alone with him… I wonder will it really happen tonight. Will the thoughts of giving my virgin away tonight be possible…..