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superb88
Bro Thug,
I am usually a silent reader but I can’t help myself but to write you a complimentary note.
Your story is well written, full of actions erotica and yet not missing the emotional parts of the characters. Think this completes the story very much. Very well written.
I look forward to be your loyal reader soon again and wonder if the fantasy of having kate, faith and you under one roof will be the very nice ending….
Superb!
Hi bro, thank you for the compliment. It really made feel its all worth it to do this write up. Thanks again.
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jomround
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superman
Camp here for more.
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dreamlight
many doses for today. yeah.
Thanks for the encouragements. Here’s my 19th instalment. It’s will be divided into 3 parts due to moderation. Enjoy!
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I walked Faith to my car and holding hands. I said to her, “Now you really owe me a hundred bucks.”
She turned and looked at me, giving me a big fake smile and said while trying not to move her lips too much, “heh heh heh, in your dream ar.”
I opened the door for her and drove off. Off to her place, just the two of us.
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It was 4:24pm when I met up with Faith. I still had approximately 4.5 hours to be with Faith alone. While driving, I was trying to think where to go while Faith going non-stop about her work, bitching about her colleagues and her presentation earlier.
“…you know what she did after that? That bitch, she…”
“What are you getting from your house?” I interrupted Faith, trying to calculate the time.
“Oh, just some clothing. Looks like I’m staying till Wednesday at your place. Why?”
“Nothing. Just thinking where to eat before fetching Kate at her parents’. Any suggestions?”
“Aiyah, we buy up to my place and have it there lo. Save time.” Faith said and went on, “That bitch, she went to….”
Kind of disappointed on my end after hearing that suggestion. I thought she did not treasure the time we get to be alone. I agreed to it reluctantly and let her finish her bitching. We managed to packet some simple food up to her place.
“Wa, I’m done. Full liao. Wei, you finish my portion hor, don’t waste. I’ll go bathe now.”
“…orr ok.” I replied still feeling imbalanced.
I finished up the remaining food and cleared the table. Washed my hands and sat down at the couch to watch some shows. Nothing interesting was on and I began to roam around her house. I entered her study room. There were papers piling up on files and the files on more papers. I started to help her tidy up her desk. As I was straightening up the papers and files, a folder stood out and caught my attention among the rest. It was an option to purchase contract for an apartment. I read through and it has the same address as my house. Faith has decided on an apartment in my vicinity.
“Eh…then why did she say she has viewing today?” I thought still holding up the papers reading through one more time to confirm. Perhaps she wanted to show us one last time before signing? I checked again, it was already signed and dated 4 days ago.
I did not want to impose in her decision so I left the papers and files in however they were found and went out. As I was making my way to the kitchen to get a drink, Kate called out to me from her room.
“Hey, can you come in for a while? Help me with this thing here.” Faith called out to me.
I knocked on the door and entered the room. Faith had her bathrobe on and was drying her hair with a towel, bending down forward at the door of the bathroom. Although I could not see it very clearly, but the opening of the bathrobe at the top was giving me a lot of imaginations. The fragrance from her shower foam filled the room, pleasing my sense of smell with the bathroom door opened. Water dripping could be heard from the showerhead slotted in its holder and the light in the bathroom was flickering. Her white hugging dress was in the laundry basket in the corner and I am quite sure so was the lacy G-strings that had been hunting me the whole day.
“Your bathroom light ar?” I asked after surveying the room and enjoying my sight on her.
“Ya, I have a new one in the storeroom. Can help?” Faith asked while drying her hair with the towel still.
“Ok.” I said and went out to get the new bulb.
“Alright done!” I reported after 2 or 3 minutes of work, trying out the new bulb by switching on and off the light.
Faith was sitting at her dressing table and drying her hair with her hairdryer. With that noisy machine working beside her ears she said, or rather, almost shouting, “What?”
“I said I’m done la,” I replied, walking up behind her looking at her into the mirror and continued, “You need help?”
“You know how or not? Don’t spoil my hair hor.”
“I used to do it for Kate at home lei.”
I took over the dryer, pulled her back and rested her head on the back of the chair. Straightened her hair over the chair. Using my fingers to stroke through them gently, to untangle the tangled and started the blow dry. Initially, Faith was worried, monitoring the action through the mirror. Then she gained some confidence in me and closed her eyes to rest.
I joked by creating a conversation with her like how normally a hairdresser would to his customer. I know it was lame but still managed to make her smile and laugh at times especially when I mimicked the accent of a Malaysian, speaking mandarin.
I stopped the jokes and she was resting there on the chair. She looked so beautiful in the reflection, closing her eyes and with her hair still damp. The cool lightings in her room really made her skin looked even fairer. That obvious collarbone showing in between the opening of the bathrobe made her looked even sexier. The neckline gradually smoothened out downwards and into the darkness under the bathrobe after merging with the contour of her cleavage.
I put down the dryer and she opened her eyes and lifted her head slightly.
“Shhhh…,” I hushed, with my index finger over my lips while I pushed her head back gently to the resting position and I whispered in her ears, “I’m giving you a head massage. Close your eyes and rest.”
She rested her head back on the chair, interlocked her fingers and placed them on her lap. I gave her inner corner of her eyes a gentle rub with my fingers, slowly moved up to her forehead, giving it some gentle pressing.
“How’s the pressure?”
“Good,” Faith replied with a soft voice.
I continued with the strength and moved on to the top part of her head and then down to the side above the ears. After spending some time at the head, I moved down to her shoulders and slowly made my way to her neck. She was enjoying all these while.
I slipped down to her shoulders again but this time, my hands were under the bathrobe. The rubbing action from my hands had disturbed the position of bathrobe and the opening was made bigger and bigger until the left side of the bathrobe fell over her shoulder showing that smooth and shiny shoulder under the cool lights. I was looking down all these while. She did not pull it back up.
The bathrobe dropped further and passed the pit and her left nipple was almost in the open but from my angle, I could see it clearly. It was rubbing with the movement of her breathing against the bathrobe. Faith showed a slight smile on her face and my cock was pushing my jeans crying out for freedom.
I pushed down the bathrobe on her right and said, “Opps.”
Her eyes remained closed and gave me a smirk. I stretched my fingers further down and massaged the upper part of her chest. Her breathing started to quicken. I bended down and gave her neck a big kiss and followed by a lick.
I said, “You smell really nice,” and continued to kiss her neck with me biting it slightly.
She pressed my head against her neck with her hand behind it, brushing through my hair and started to tilt her head more to her left.
“How was the massage? You like it? You want more?” I asked her.
“Yes, I want more.” She replied while opening her eyes, looking at me.
“Ok, but I would like to bathe first. Can you to wait?” I asked sensually, looking straight into her eyes.
Faith nodded. I slipped out of my clothes while Faith watching the strip show.
The moment I closed the door behind me, I went into flash mode and washed the more important parts, my face and gargle my mouth with the mouthwash. It took me only 3-4 minutes. I was worried she might change her mind. As I was drying myself, Faith off the lights outside, I could see through the underside of the door.
“Ho seh liao, its fun time!” I thought to myself. Double up on my drying and entered the room. Faith was standing by the bed facing me. Her bathrobe was proper. She just stood there and looked at me. With the help of the 2 table lamps by her bed, she slowly untied the waist belt and her bathrobe parted in the middle. She was not wearing any bra but…she was wearing a red lacy panty. Its side was high up by the hipbones creating a V shape.
She slowly dropped bathrobe off her shoulders and onto the ground, she said, “You like to see me in my G-string right?”
“No…I love it,” I replied, staring straight at her groin.
She was looking at my raw cock growing harder and bigger like watching a motion-stop video.
She continued with a smile, “I knew you were awake and watching me this morning. I let you watch me change on purpose.”
Upon hearing this, I went up to her in big steps, hugging her and kissing her all over. Our tongues met in passionate deadlock and passing our saliva to each other, making it as wet as possible. Our lips were out of shape during the french style kiss. Tasting and licking the inside of our mouth; feeling up the teeth and gums. Oh god, I wanted to eat her up. I want her inside me. I want her to be part of me!
In her house, we need not to silent our pleasure. Both of us let it all out. She was moaning in hunger. I attack her neck, bend my knees slightly, cupped her butt cheeks and caressed them while still standing. Calling out her name.
“Ahh…Faith, I want you,” I moaned.
Slotted my hand in between her legs and felt them right up to her pussy and gave it a hard rub with her Gs still on. I turned her around and guide her into her doggy on her bed.
I knelt down behind her on the floor admiring that divine piece of ass with that sexy lacy G-string, stroking her thigh with the back-side on my fingers. I started to draw circles at her pussy and used my nails to stroke it along the crevice, deliberately spending more time on the clitoris area. She let out a huge whine.
I pushed her down, requested to arch her ass and spread her legs slightly, Downward Dog style as they called it. I went for the pussy straight. Giving it my sensual rub with my tongue in circles. Licking the side of the groin at times. I flicked under the Gs and licked her vagina which caused her to have a couple of quick inhales and followed by moans. Her pussy was already super wet and my favorite drink was on free-flow. I continued my licking on the Gs and finally parting it to the side and inserted my tongue fully into it.
“Oh my god, I love this…ahhhh…don’t stop please…” she moaned and whined.
The Gs started to become an obstacle for my access to her love hole, I removed them and threw them one side on the bed. I sped up and gave it a thorough suck, burying my face into her wet underside. I stuck my tongue so deeply and wriggling in it that the wet sucky noise could be heard again.
“YES…YES…THAT’S’ IT!! DON’T STOP!” She shouted, “DON’T STOP!”
She came and there was a little squirting. I slurped up the juice that was flowing out and continued to bury my face into her super wet femininity. I tried to breathe in and some of the wetness was sucked in into my nose. Her hands grabbed the bed sheets so tightly that the corners came off and her butt cheeks vibrated with the shivers created by the orgasm.
I finally can breathe again. My face was so wet that there was a drop on my nose threatening to drip off.
Still kneeling, I turned her over and pulled her down the bed. She was kneeling too, facing me.
“You see my face, so wet.”
“Eeeee….hahaha”
“Wa…eeeeee ar. These are your juices you know!”
That drop on my nose was shaking left to right making it very itchy. I lifted up my hand and wanted to wipe it away when Faith stopped me. She leaned in placing both her hands on my cheeks and licked her juices up with her tongue, sucking on my face as well. We were kissing again.
I was so aroused by her action, I said, “Faith, can I fuck you now…please?”
“You don’t want me to help you first?”
“You can help me when I’m cumming,” I said with a cheeky face, trying my luck.
“Fuck me then, fuck me raw now” Faith pleaded with her come-fuck-me face while crawling up the bed.
We climbed up to bed and lay her down on her back. I lifted her legs up, spread them and pushed them upwards; lifting up her hip at the same time. I had her dripping wet pussy fully exposed. I rubbed my dick on it before inserting slowly. I love the warmth in her pussy. I retracted back my erected penis out again and went in slowly once again. She loved it so much and was begging for more.
“Ahhh…huhhh…give it to me please,” Faith begged.
“Yea? You want it? Beg for it.”
“Please, uhhhh…huhhh…please…”
“Suck my tongue then I’ll give it to you,” I demanded, stick out my tongue and lowering my head.
Faith sucked frantically tilting her head side to side. I went in without any warning and officially started my pumping. She went crazy. With every pump I made, my dick went stiffer and stiffer. I kept pumping non-stop. I found the lacy G-string lying beside her on the bed. I picked it up and sniffing at the pussy area. It was damp. I wiped it all over my face while still pumping Faith below. I was damn high. I could not have enough. I retract my dick and dipped the Gs into her vagina, dug out a lump of slime and I put it in my mouth, sucking on the pussy juice with the rest of the Gs hanging out. I continued with my pumping.
I pulled her up sitting on me. I hugged her around the waist and pile driver her in and out my stick. That feeling was great. Especially when my raw dick entered her hole spreading the lips of her wet vagina. I shared the Gs with her. She sucked on it too. I could not take it any more. I was about to cum. The load was going to be a huge one I know.
I stood up on the floor, pulled her down with me and had her sitting at the edge of the bed. I lifted her legs up again and insert my dick in again. The feeling intensified with every thrust I made.
“I’m cumming Faith, arhhh….I’m cumming soon! Where do you want me to shoot? Oh fuck…” I cried after throwing the Gs on the floor.
“In my mouth…shoot in my mouth…huhhhhh.”
I pulled her down to the floor and gave my cock a few hard strokes.
“Cumming….ahhhhhh….cumming!!” I screamed.
Faith knelt up, placed her hands on my buttocks and stuck my dick into her mouth and I blasted my load into her mouth. She sucked the hell out of it and went crazy again. Moaning in pleasure and fulfillment. She began to slow down as the interval of my finishing thrusts got longer.
She held my dick in her hands and continued with the sucking. Not letting any of my semen go into waste. She opened her eyes with my cock still in her mouth and giggled. She wrapped her lips around my cock and slid my cock out of her mouth; took extra caution when reaching the tip. She opened her mouth and showed me my own dairy product rolling her tongue in her mouth. She closed her mouth and swallowed my load, licking her lips after that. Came up to my dick and gave it a few sucks again. Spending some quality time with my dying cock in her mouth.
“How’s the taste?” I asked, noticing there was a drop of semen on her lower lip that she missed licking up.
“Hehehe, yummy. Especially from you.”
“Yummy? There’s a drop here,” I said to her pointing at my own lip.
“No…let me,” I stopped her when she wanted to wipe it off with her hand.
I got down and lick my own semen with my tongue, mixed it with my saliva and transferred the cocktail in my mouth to hers. She licked it cleanly and swallowed it again.
Oh god, I love doing it with her. I went down and gave her a big hug and a huge kiss. I did not care if I have my sperm in my mouth, I just did not care.
-To be continued
19th instalment is a super long episode. 2700+ words to be exact. If you bros don’t like to read big chunk of words do let me know. I’ll try to break them into smaller parts in the future. Thanks.
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bivalve
Bro,
Pardon my forthrightness, but reading about someone shitting in his own backyard never felt more erotic and enticing.
It’s like trust being built, tension piling up, then ease you a little and build up again… like reading about someone playing with fire, like watching a David Blane’s magic trick
But the aftermath (if any) will be a real facepalm….
Hi bro. You are right. I was shitting in my own backyard.
In life we are always presented with lots of paths. Some are obvious choices. Clear stretch of evenly laid road. Some are faded, can’t see ahead of you. Most of us would not think and walk on the obvious. However faded ones might bring us surprises along the way.
I was walking down on a path which I could not see the end light. But it did give me an eventful week. A memory that I don’t think I will forget for the rest of my life and that’s doing stuff I thought I would never do.
Let’s just hope there won’t be any aftermath. My fingers are crossed.
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theDarkness
Everytime read ts story my didi sure wake up wan…
Then be sure to choose the right place to read my story bro! Haha
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Oink Oink
Really happening for bro Thug!
Never crossed your mind that Faith’s perky butt deserves some “anal-yzing”?
Hmmmm…never lei. I like to lick it though. Haha. Anyway she doesn’t like it.
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HokkienPeng
All it takes is the first step and she prob would love it.
Try lubricating your finger and poke it in slowly while screwing her. Make sure she empty her bowels first. After that she would love it.
Haa…I’ll try the next time…
Thanks for the comments. I’ll continue to post however I deem fit, be it 2700 words or 27,000. So here’s my 20th instalment. Enjoy!
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Oh god, I love doing it with her. I went down and gave her a big hug and a huge kiss. I did not care if I have my sperm in my mouth, I just did not care.
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The sexual desire I had the whole day was finally satisfied by the same person who triggered it. There is a Chinese saying, 解铃还须系铃人, which means to let the mischief-maker undo the mischief. Indeed.
I sat down at the edge of the bed, resting my elbows on my knees; looking down at the floor. Faith followed my movement, turned and rested her head on her arms crossed on the bed. Guilt had come knocking on my door. I believed Faith was having it as well.
Why is it that men always have that sense of guilt only after doing it? We never feel it during the process. Satisfying ourselves is the only thing we can think of. I hated myself. I did not know what to do.
“What should we do now?” I thought to myself.
Faith did not move. She was very still. Facing away from me. I lay back on the bed staring at the dark ceiling. My heart had a twitch then it started to ache. A feeling I could not describe. An image of Kate playing with our baby back at her own home started to fade in. The thought of her taking care of the baby at home and me having sex with her best friend was making me feeling terrible. I closed my eyes real tight and put my arms on it, trying not to think of it.
The room that was previously filled with the sounds of two persons making love now was in an opposite state. It was in total silent. I could only hear the ringing sound in my ears getting louder and louder. It was not good, especially for us back then. Total silent for too long will make someone think a lot more or worst, hallucinate. I got to get out of the room. I got to get Faith out too.
I sat up and squatted beside her. I shifted myself to look at her. She was just staring in the air. She looked up at me and smiled.
“Don’t worry now ok? Everything will be fine. Just don’t think. Go and take a bath. Come,” I said to her and helped her up.
Faith wanted to speak but I stopped her. I know whatever she was going to say would not help in the situation. I said, “Shhhh…don’t say anything. Leave this here first. Go and have a warm bath.”
I led her to her bathroom and closed the door. I stood at the door for a while and thoughts started to flow in. I had to stop allowing myself to be filled with those thoughts; I took my pack, wrapped myself with the towel and went out for a smoke.
Standing by the kitchen window, looking down. Children’s laughter could be heard. Ball rolling out from the void deck and children chasing after them and ran back in again while cars turning from the main road and into the service road one after another. Older children could be seen in their school uniform walking back home with their bulky bag on their back. People were walking back home alone, in pairs or more while birds flying from one tree to another in super fast speed.
If only I could control myself earlier, things would not have escalated to what it was then. No one was to be blamed but myself. I was the one who allowed it to happen. I dragged my cigarette, extinguished it and lit up again unknowingly. Kate was the innocent one. She should not be hurt. We cannot let her know what happened. If she does, there goes my marriage. She will leave me with Keane. Faith would be hurt and branded as a home-breaker. I will be left alone and my parents would be disappointed as well. The house, our business, the boy and…I dared not think on.
No. Kate must not know.
I must talk to Faith. She must not come to my house that night. I was afraid her guilt might let Kate suspect her. I grabbed my phone and called Kate.
“Hi mama, how are you and baby?”
“Hello papa, baby is sleeping. Where are you now? With Faith?”
“No lei, Faith messaged me just now saying her viewing postponed. Then I never ask liao,” I lied and continued, “I called you to ask if you had your dinner. If not I come over we go have dinner with your parents.”
“Oh, eat already la. Never call earlier. My mom cooked but not much. Ah May is flying back today. My dad was suggesting fetching her from the airport to surprise her. She hasn’t seen Keane for a very long time.”
Ah May, Kate’s little sister working as an air stewardess. She was coming back from a 2 weeks flight to Europe. She is very close to Kate but ever since she started this job, they have lesser time together.
“Huh…all the way to the airport? Ok lo. Then what time you want me to fetch you?”
“I don’t know lei. Maybe when I’m leaving the airport I’ll message you? She touched down around 8:45pm plus minus. I would say about 10pm bah. Ok?”
“Then Faith how huh? Is she still coming over or not? If she is, I have to wait for her at home ar? I’m thinking of going la teh with Andy.”
“Oh ya huh, you arrange with her ok? I think baby waking up already.”
“Ok lo, bye.” I said and mouthed, “sorry,” behind the phone.
Good to know I had more time on my side to tell Faith not to come. I went into the room and caught Faith in her lingerie again. She was back facing the door, hooking up a black bra and was wearing a bright pink hipster panty. The bottom-lining of the hipster panty wrapped around the 2 butt cheeks perfectly, running down from her lower hips on both sides and met in between her butt crack, creating a shallow letter M.
“Wa biang eh, again! Forcus now, focus!” I thought to myself before I said, “sorry, I thought you are still bathing.”
“Its ok la.” Faith turned and answered in a smile and went back to her things.
“Since your viewing has postponed, are you still coming to my house?” I asked, staring at her butt, looking at it vibrating with every movement Faith had made.
“Ya, have to. My things are still there. Why? Don’t want me to go ar?”
I paused for a while. I did not speak. I do not know how to start.
Faith turned around and walked towards me, she asked, “You ok?”
“I’m just afraid you might have trouble facing Kate later and she might suspect something.” I finally said, thinking since we are in this together, no point hiding.
“I’m fine. Don’t worry. I know what to do.” Faith said, walking back to her spot again.
I still felt a little uneasy with the thought that my affair was coming home with me and face my wife as if nothing had happened. However, I do not know how to stop Faith from coming. I could not possibly tell her in the face that I did not want her to come my place and possibly, wreck my marriage. I was at my wit’s end. I would just have to count the steps as I go. I went for my shower.
I turned on the tap and let the water jet onto my head, closing my eyes and thought things through. I could not think of any solutions and my mind started to stray.
Would Faith suddenly come clean with everything to Kate due to her guilt for hiding the fact that she had been holding a torch for her husband and we had been doing it, raw? Or would Faith suddenly come sit beside me on the sofa in my living room and started caressing me at my groin, kissing me all over; while Kate was looking in shock, she tell her that we had been cheating on her? Kate then left the house with baby and she officially became the lady owner of my house.
I opened my eyes and shook the idea away. I became really worried. After drying myself in haste, I went out, wanted to talk to Faith again. She was texting to someone in the phone and was smiling. She seemed relax. Not worried about the situation at all. “Of course,” I thought, “she has nothing to lose!”
I calmed myself down and asked, “What’s so happy about? Who’s that?”
“Its Serene! She is coming back this Saturday! Kate and the rest would be very happy to hear that.”
Serene is one of them in their group who is married to a Taiwanese. All of them were very close until she had to move to Taipei with the husband. Back then in school, they were known as the 6 princesses. Now, there are only 4 left with Serene married off to overseas and another passed away 5 years ago due to breast cancer. It was a sad day for everyone but we all know she is at a better place now.
“Oh really? With the husband?” I asked Faith.
“Ya, they are coming back to visit Serene’s parents.”
“That’s good news.” I said, thinking Faith and Kate will be very happy. Faith will worry less of today and perhaps lessen the chance of being seen through.
Anyway, I was still very worried.
-To be continued