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Redviolent
So what are you today?
since ur thread titled how you came to be what you are today?
brudder… y so kan jiong?? somethings must take time ley… think what u pull down ur pants then can shoot already ah? Writing a story is like getting into the mood for sex… or cooking a pot of good soup….Good things must wait…
PS, besides this, you always forgo the foreplay kind of guy issit?
Dear Brudders & Sisters,
thank you for the kind support shown! For those who upped me, please leave your nick and I will up you back (if you don’t mind my puny points). :P
For those who zapped me, also thank you ah!
El
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Originally Posted by
shimmer57
Nice curls and hair you have.. Camping here to support..
I’ve cut short my hair… hhhahaha
pictures taken long ago :P
To the one that Zapped me, Thank you… I hope you feel better today after what happen yesterday. I speaks sarcasm as a second language..don’t be offended..I am like this with specific people only.
I am not evil..I suffer from a severe kindness deficiency caused by a lack of empathy to people like such. If you have something against me, feel free to tell me directly and you don’t have to bitch behind my back. It’s not that I would mind you bitching…You can keep bitching about me if it makes you happy because, to be honest, worrying about your opinion of me won’t keep me up at night and I seriously don’t give two shits about it. ! ; ) lol
Advising people to look at both side of the story? Practice what you preach If you don’t, what’s the point.
Have a good day all
PART 7
We stumbled into his room. Right after we close the door, He pulled me close to him. My arms instinctively went round his neck. I hugged him tightly. He took my chin in his hand and pulled me closer, I could feel his warm breath on my face.
“Have I ever told you how delicious your lips look?”
With this, I bite my lower lip and he responds by putting his thumb on my chin and gently pulls my lip out of my mouth. Once my lip is out, he traces the outline of them with his thumb and looks into my eyes. He removes his thumb from my lips and bring his mouth to mine, I held my breath.. Gently and softly kissing me it’s so different from the previous aggressive him. He took my lower lip into his mouth and suck it gently. He nibbles a bit on it and his hand made its way to the back of my neck. His fingers in my hair and the other hand caressing my cheek.
We kissed passionately, just like two lovers sooooo in love His tongue slip between my lips, and my head start to flutter rapidly. His tongue was soft and warm, his breath tasted of martell still.
Edgar squeezed me tightly. “Sweetheart, I’m really sorry for the hurt I brought you the previous time. I won’t do it again.“
I rubbed my face against his chest, and he held me even closer. It was amazing.
“Sweetie?” I mumbled, looking up at him.
“Hmm?” he met my gaze.
“ You said you wanted me right? Well, does that offer still stand?” I asked timidly.
He hesitated. “Well…I guess against my better judgment, yeah. It does. Why, you want to have sex, suddenly?”
I flushed. “I don’t know why. It’s your birthday anyway.”
“You sure that’s not just the alcohol talking? I mean, we are pretty drunk.” He scoffed.
“Yes, I’m sure.” I pleaded.
He raised his eyebrow. “ARE YOU DEAD SERIOUS? Sweetie, We don’t have to rush into this if you don’t want to.”
I nod my head and threw in the puppy eyes look I said :”Yes, Please, this is what I want.” Although I know deep inside me, I am hesitant. My head is saying stop but my body is ready.
Apparently Edgar sighed, like he was debating it one last time, as if he could read what is going on in my mind. Edgar gave in.
“Sweetie,… let me pleasure you tonight…” he said between kisses.
He gave in. He releases his grasp and let me fall onto his bed. He slowly climbed on top of me, and since this was my first time being intimate with a guy, the smallest gestures of his were sending me shivers over the edge.
I could feel the strong pressure against me as he kissed me deeper, convincing me to kiss back so he could surprise me again. This time his tongue slide inside my mout, his tongue brushing against my tongue and setting my senses on fire.
I try to contain the signal which my nerves are sending to my throat, hardly able to anymore, I let out a deep satisfying sigh. Edgar, delighted in my reaction, and kissed me more passionately as he pushed one of his legs underneath my thigh, basically mounting me and pressing his torso to mine.
He certainly wasn’t wasting any time, he had already unbuttoned his jeans, and was now working on mine. Practically ripping them off when he finished.
I gasped when he kissed me again. I could feel his amazing erection rub against me through our cotton barriers and though I didn’t really have anyone to compare him to, of course the porn that I have watched. I got the feeling his was more than average-sized. The friction was sending sparks flying for me, and I bucked my hips into his to show him I wanted more….
His hand slithered up my shirt, and he reached around my back to unhook my bra. He tore my dress off, and pulled my bra downwards so it could join the other clothing on the floor. His hands wandered upwards. This time, his masculine hands cupping my breasts and rolled my nipples between his fingertips, pinching roughly and making me let out slight gasp. He then took one of the hardened buds into his mouth, sucking gently and sending shivers up my spine.
I practically melted into the bed, running my hand up his back for support. This was a wholly different experience compared to watching porn and hearing from the horse mouth. There was actual muscle under his smooth skin. I could feel them rippling under my hands as he continued to touch me.
Edgar kissed down my fluctuating abdomen, and I started to breathe heavier as he removed my thongs. I twisted around underneath him as he sent a couple of his digits to play between my hips, sliding around in my slick lubricant.
Edgar let out a growl. “You keep it shaved, huh?”
I gave a shy and awkward look at him “Nope, It’s waxed”
He threw me with the amazed look and said : “you did it?”
“I wouldn’t know, why don’t you tell me if it’s waxed or shaved?” I answered
With lighted eyes, he said :” I’ll be gentle”
He paid a visit down south, licked the inside of my thigh and blew cold air over the wet part. I could feel Goosebumps rise over my skin. He tickled and rubbed the insides of my thigh, occasionally getting within an inch or two from my forbidden fruit, but never touching it. My skin from head to toe was flushed and my muscles trembled.
I closed my eyes, bucking my hips to his hand as he continued to tease me. His virile digits gently swaying inside as his thumb brushed across my clit. I nearly screamed. He moved his mouth against my hot slit. His tongue slid out of his mouth and slowly caressed the whole length. I shuddered and gritted my teeth. I ran my fingers through his hair gripping it tightly. My mouth was open but not a sound came out.
Edgar was good at reading my cues. . He could smell my desire for him and for sure knew that I was in near agony. I was numb. The electrifying feeling he of what he is doing down there was sending me spasm. I shifted to a near seating position out of curiosity to see what he was doing to make me feel so good.
He parted my lips from below. I could feel his fingers massaging my wetness easing the tip of his finger inside me. He writhed his fingers inside me. Feeling every inch of tightness in me. He sent short flicking lick and suck on my swollen clit. He grabbed my thighs and pushed them further apart, slipping his tongue deep inside me to savour his reward. Ending the entire goodness with lapping up the overflowing juices.
“Oh my god, sweetie…that feels so good,” I forgot if I was whimpering with my wants or mumbling.
He sat up slowly, gave me a kiss. Ensuring that I’ve got the taste of my own juices. “Are you ready?”
I flushed. And gave him a nervous nod.
He gave me an I’m ready nod, sliding out of his boxers as he reached over and grabbed something off his nightstand, carefully mounting me again. I watched curiously as he put the condom on, guiding his member to my opening and prodding lightly.
I swallowed nervously.
Edgar braced himself over me and rested his head against mine, leaving small kisses on my face as he wrapped my arms around him. “You might want to hold onto me…seven inches for the first time isn’t exactly a walk in the park…in other words, it’s going to hurt like hell. I apologize in advance, my dick’s huge.”
PART 8
“You sure you’re seven inches? I know a lot of guys who pretend to be bigger than they are,” I teased, laughing quietly and trying to forget how anxious I was.
He grinned. “You’re right, but I assure you, I don’t have any reason to lie about my size. I’m not insecure with myself. I just happen to be well-endowed, that’s all.”
I giggled, then nuzzling into his neck and closing my eyes as I felt him start to enter me. Edgar wrapped his hand around my thigh, and rotating my hips so he could penetrate easier. Already it started to sting. With him just easing his glands inside. I hoped it wouldn’t get much worse than that and I was also wrong.
Edgar touched his nose to mine, and kissed me softly. “Take a deep breath,”
I did as he said, inhaling deeply. Just as I started to exhale, Edgar forcefully pushed his hips into mine. I cried out, digging my nails into his flesh harshly as I rubbed my face against his shoulder, trying to find some sort of comfort amidst the horrible pain.
“I’m sorry,” Edgar breathed into my ear. “its better this way…the pain will subside faster.”
I felt tears welling up in my eyes. It wasn’t going away quite fast enough for my liking, and I started to wonder how in the hell this was enjoyable at all.
Edgar ran his hand through my hair, caressing me gingerly. “Try not to think about it. Just relax. That’s the best you can do for yourself right now.”
I continued to hold onto him, trying desperately to follow his advice and stay relaxed. It certainly wasn’t easy, especially because I didn’t want to disappoint him with my inexperience but the pain was unbelievable. It took a while, but the ache finally ebbed enough to where I allowed him to continue, and I was more than happy I did.
Edgar thrust slowly at first, letting me get used to the feeling. I gasped and arched into the bed, giving into the fiery lust that was consuming me. The pleasure was drowning out the pain, and I revealed in his affection. So this was what my girlfriends had been raving about all that time…
I moaned loudly, continuing to writhe underneath him as he started to push deeper, his hips grinding against mine. As soon as another wave crashed over me, Edgar grasped my thighs, drilling me even rougher. There is this peeing sensation that overcame me…
“Edgar!” I cried out, trembling as I can’t control any longer. I need to pee.
He grinned. “Does that feel okay?”
I let out a long, carnal moan. “Can we stop for awhile? I need to go to the toilet.”
With the pumping motion and that ecstasy look on Edgar’s face he came close to me and whispered: “Go ahead sweetie, don’t contain that feeling. Let loose.” I was like WTF??? My bladder can’t hold it any longer and he is thrusting so hard that I can feel his rod hitting against my bladder. I know it’s stupid.
With all my might, I pushed him away. He pinned me to the bed and continued inserting his “thingy” into mw. I struggled, I managed to get him off me and was about to crawl off the bed, I noted a little blood on the sheets. I freaked out.
Before I could run to the toilet to relieve myself, Edgar grabbed me by my love handle slid behind. His engorged manhood spread opened my vulva and dived into my virginal. He pulled me back into his shaft by my hips reaches over and massaged my clit with his fingers followed with sliding in and out. The speeding up and increasing of each thrust began to build up an immense feeling. I am not sure if it is the feeling to urinate or its orgasm that is building up inside of me. With the continuous thrust, I could not with hold any longer.
I could feel wetness creeping down the inside of my thighs. I couldn’t figure out is it my micturate or my juice.
With final thrust, Edgar pulled out his manhood and guided my hand to stroke it. I could feel his balls contracted and exploded into a heart pounding orgasm.
He fell flat on the bed next to me. I was worried that the earlier wetness that dribbled down my thighs is it urine.
Edgar said : “ Sweetie, that’s orgasm not pee.”
I gave him a “huh” look.
He giggled and pulled me close to him planted a kiss on my forehead. He said “Silly girl”
I lay next to him wrapped in his arms all lovingly, until the break of dawn. I could see the bright scorching morning sun shining into his bed room but my man, is still asleep from the amazing time he gave me last night.
I walked naked into his bathroom and for sure, I need to pee. I freaked out some when I wiped away blood but then I remembered this was a common occurrence. Well, I was finally a woman.
Wrapped in a towel with the familiar scent of Edgar, I walked out of the bathroom to see him awake He smiled at me and patted the empty spot which I have left earlier for the bathroom. I join him in bed, snuggled under the comforter Edgar’s hands start fondling my breast and a in a swift motion, I could feel his tongue circling around my areola..
Sorry for the long hiatus, so here we are…
Wrapped in a towel with the familiar scent of Edgar, I walked out of the bathroom to see him awake He smiled at me and patted the empty spot which I have left earlier for the bathroom. I join him in bed, snuggled under the comforter Edgar’s hands start fondling my breast and a in a swift motion, I could feel his tongue circling around my areola…
With a swift he grabbed my breast as I could sense a “Part2” is coming, I pushed him away and sat by the side of the bed. “I needed to go” I said. I got up grab my clothes and off to the bathroom.
Upon exiting the bathroom, Edgar was up and taking a smoke by the balcony. With a swift moment I took my bag and shoes ready to run out of the room but a strong arm pulled me back and next moment I realize I was in his strong embrace. As I look up I saw this very handsome face with very concerned eyes he spoke “ is everything alright? Did I do anything wrong?” I shook my head. Feeling his touch there was this lil pain inside me that is indescribable. Don’t ask me what kind of pain it was. It was neither the pain from my first time nor the pain of the physical thrust. It was some kind of emotional pain which I cant explain till this day.
His hands left my arms and now crept under my dress. His fingers trailed down my spine and goose bumps rise. I threw back my head and close my eyes. I didn’t want to think about anything, I didn’t want to feel anything not even the pain. I wanted the morning sun, the mix scent of morning fresh air, cigarettes and my man.
His strong arms lifted me and at that moment, I closed my eyes and wondered what happen to my initial attempt to escape “part2”… what happen??
No, he did not take me to bed. He sat me down on his lap at his balcony chair. It was a mixed feeling… on one hand I wanted him to take me to bed and savage me on the other I just felt it was wrong and I should just go home.
No words were exchanged I just lay on his chest he played with my hair and gave me a peck on my forehead. That moment of silence felt like eternity.