It was 9pm and the traffic along the particular stretch of highway was beginning to tone down now that it was past the after-work rush hour. As the commuters drove steadily by, most of them were listening to the DJ rambling on the radio. No one thought anything of the white Nissan Serena with dark tinted windows parked off the road. Inside the van, the voice of the same DJ filled its interior, drowning out the steady rhythm of heavy breathing within.
Nelson Tiong lolled his head back against the headrest of the driver’s seat, his face contorted in ecstasy. “Yeah suck it slut,” he panted.
Tracy was leaning across from the front passenger seat, sucking hungrily on his thick engorged cock. Nelson struggled to fight off his orgasm in the face of her outstanding oral assault. As he struggled to put his mind someplace else, he caught sight of the action happening in the back seat of the van in his rearview mirror.
His girlfriend, Adeline Soh, was sitting between two guys who have their hands all over her. She was locking lips with the one on her left while the one on her right was working his hand up her smooth pale thigh, slipping under the skirt of the purple mini-dress she wore. Her legs parted, flashing her deep red silk panties. Nelson watched with increasing jealousy as the guy’s hands began rubbing her pussy over her panties which was visibly growing wetter by the second.
When he slipped his fingers under her panties, Nelson heard Adeline gasp. This heightened his own arousal. His own balls was felt like they were boiling. Sensing that he was close, Tracy doubled her efforts, making lewd suckling noises as she tried to take his entire cock into her mouth.
“Ahhhhhh! Fuck…” Nelson grunted as he blew his powerful wad into Tracy’s hot welcoming mouth. Tracy could be heard gulping for some time. She never spilled a drop of his semen.
In the back seat, Adeline began writhing with impatience. “Shit, Richard! Hurry! Give it to me," she moaned.
Richard, the one on her right who had been fingering her withdrew his fingers and sat back into his seat. “Sorry babe. Don’t want to ruin my appetite for the main course later. Why don’t you and my friend get acquainted?” He said with a chuckle.
Adeline turned to face the guy on her left who she had been kissing until a while ago. “Let’s see what you’re made of,” she said huskily. Her hands immediately went for his zipper. Nelson watched his girlfriend free the guy’s cock from his pants like an excited girl unwrapping her birthday present. His eyes widened at the monster that sprang free in her face.
“Omigawd, you’re huge!” Adeline gasped.
He was indeed, Nelson had to admit. The guy was not fully erect yet but his cock was already almost his own size. Nelson felt another pang of jealousy. He was having mixed feelings about all of this, but given the chance, he would definitely walk down this path again.
How could he not? For the first time in his young life, he was having all the sex he could ever want. And it was all thanks to Richard. Barely a couple of months ago, he was just a regular dude with a serious case of blue balls. He had tried to get under his girlfriend’s skirt on more than one occasion, but it would inevitably just lead to heavy petting and making out, never sex. It was clear what the problem was.
“Baby, dun wan, it’s too big,” Adeline would use to say.
Now he watched on as she eagerly mounted the biggest cock she had ever seen. “Ahhh! Ohhh Yessss!” She cried. “Yes Baby! Come on Fuck me!”
Nelson studied the stranger whose cock his girlfriend was impaling herself upon. His expression was blank. In fact as the fucking intensified, he began glancing out of the window a few times, clearly out of boredom.
What the fuck is his problem? Nelson thought. On the one hand he was intensely jealous of him. However on the other hand, he was pissed at his disinterest in his girl. It was downright insulting. He glanced over at Richard in the mirror who met his gaze.
Having noticed his annoyance, Richard said, “Sorry if my friend appears rude. But, how do I put this… He only likes a certain type of ladies.”
“No shit. What kind?” Nelson replied, fuming.
“Married.”
Nelson gulped.
“But he’s a fantastic fuck,” Tracy added as she tried to smooth down her sexy green dress. “I can barely walk after he’s done with me."
Nelson glanced up at the rearview mirror again and watched Adeline grind up and down the guy’s cock. He face was a mask of pleasure.
“So,” Richard spoke again, “Are we good to go?”
Nelson nodded, not taking his eyes off his girlfriend’s sexy pert backside, barely covered by her red panties which had been dragged to one side of her crotch. “So… big…” she panted over and over.
“I’m picking them up in half an hour. We’ll be at the club by 10,” He replied.
He then felt something poking into his side. Richard was pushing a plastic packet against him from behind. He received it with one hand, glancing at it briefly before slipping it into his pocket. It was filled with little blue pills. He looked up at the mirror again, watching the full effects of one of the pills play out in the back seat.
“Just stick to the plan bro,” Richard said with a devilish smile.
Nelson felt his cock stiffen up again at his friend’s words. Part of him was boiling over with guilt but below it was a flame of lust. This was like a dream come true.
“But none of my friends are married. What will your friend be doing in the meantime?” Nelson asked.
Richard smiled again and replied. “Oh, don’t you worry about that. There is more than one plan in motion tonight.” He glanced over to his friend who glanced back. “Right Alex?”
Daniel:
“Your hair is a mess dear,” my mother said. She tried smoothing down the spikes on my head which I had spent nearly an hour to get right.
“Argggh, mummy! You’re ruining it.”
“Don’t like that, you look like a hooligan.”
“Aiyaaaa, it’s the style now laaa.”
“What style? It looks like you just got out of bed. Why don’t you comb your hair like Daddy?”
My father was in the living room watching the news. I glanced at the relic from the age of the Beatles on his head and shuddered with horror. My father gave me a disapproving look in return.
“Where are you going again?” He asked sternly.
“I told you. My friend’s birthday party,” I lied without meeting his eyes.
My mother couldn’t help but smile as she studied my slim cut grey shirt and black jeans. I suspect she knows I am actually going clubbing, but is actually happy about it. She must be worried that I was turning out to be a recluse.
“Have fun dear,” she said.
My father still had his suspicions. “Where is your friend’s house? Come I fetch you there,” he offered.
Shit, I thought and then said “No need la Daddy. Another friend fetching me.”
I was obviously not very convincing. Well shit, I may be an excellent sneak, but I’m no grifter. Thankfully, my mother had my back. She went to my father’s side and spoke softly into his ear. All I can hear was “together… tonight…”
“My father immediately blushed. “Well, don’t come back too late,” he said to me before turning back to the news on TV.
“O-o-okay,” I replied. Phew, thanks Mummy.
As I pulled on my socks, a horn sounded from outside. Glancing out the window, I saw a silver Toyota Vios in front of our house. There was a commotion coming from upstairs. Moments later, Aunty Joyce hurried down the stairs. Wow…for a moment there time slowed down while my blood flow sped up.
Aunt Joyce was wearing a strapless black short dress. The color contrasted sharply with her milky-white baby-smooth arms and legs. Her long hair which she had often worn in a ponytail was now let down behind her. She had applied some glossy red lipstick and sultry looking eyeliner. In her right hand hung a pair of platformed stiletto shoes.
Pic of
Aunty Joyce’s dress
Uncle Kenny was following her down the stairs with a frustrated frown on his face. “Joyce… Wait,” he called after her.
“We’ll talk about it later okay,” Aunt Joyce snapped back at him. My colleagues are waiting.
“But I hardly see you all day. You went out with your colleagues yesterday too.”
Aunty Joyce looked annoyed. “I deserve to have some fun too Kenny,” she said.
“But…”
“Enough! I’m late already.”
She bent over to slip into her heels. I was greeted with the lovely sight of her ample white cleavage pushing out against the top of her dress. My father got even luckier. He was sitting behind Aunty Joyce and had a full view of her very short skirt stretching dangerously up against her shapely butt as she bent over. I had no idea if he could see her panties but for a moment, his jaw dropped. Uncle Ken became embarrassed for her and quickly put himself between my father and his wife.
“Oh you’re going out Joyce?” My mother asked. She seemed surprise as well at her sister’s daring outfit.
“Yes Jie. Girl’s night out with a few of my colleagues,” Aunt Joyce replied as she straightened up and headed for the door. “I’ll be back late, so no need wait up for me.”
“Joyce…” Uncle Kenny pleaded.
But she was already gone, slamming the door behind her in a hurry. Wow… I really pity my uncle.
“Let her unwind Ken,” my mother said quietly. “It’s been a stressful month.”
“Yeah, okay…” He replied, sounding dejected.
Uncle Kenny headed back upstairs. Meanwhile, my mother began to cozy up against my father on the couch. Feeling embarrassed, I stared out of the window but was unable to block out their flirtatious giggles. Dammit Nelson, what’s taking you so damn long?
Innocently, I peeked at the living room out of the corner of my eye. My mother certainly seemed to be in an amorous mood. She was playfully rubbing herself against my father. Daddy, on the other hand was tense in his seat with a deep flush in his cheeks. I guess he was as bewildered as I was that my mother was acting this way.
“Dear… Daniel still here…” I heard my father whisper.
“Mmmm… Okay what. We’re husband and wife,” she replied.
Ish… Thankfully, Nelson arrived in his van a few minutes later so I can give my parents their much needed space.
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Daniel:
“Your hair is a mess dear,” my mother said. She tried smoothing down the spikes on my head which I had spent nearly an hour to get right.
“Argggh, mummy! You’re ruining it.”
“Don’t like that, you look like a hooligan.”
“Aiyaaaa, it’s the style now laaa.”
“What style? It looks like you just got out of bed. Why don’t you comb your hair like Daddy?”
My father was in the living room watching the news. I glanced at the relic from the age of the Beatles on his head and shuddered with horror. My father gave me a disapproving look in return.
“Where are you going again?” He asked sternly.
“I told you. My friend’s birthday party,” I lied without meeting his eyes.
My mother couldn’t help but smile as she studied my slim cut grey shirt and black jeans. I suspect she knows I am actually going clubbing, but is actually happy about it. She must be worried that I was turning out to be a recluse.
“Have fun dear,” she said.
My father still had his suspicions. “Where is your friend’s house? Come I fetch you there,” he offered.
Shit, I thought and then said “No need la Daddy. Another friend fetching me.”
I was obviously not very convincing. Well shit, I may be an excellent sneak, but I’m no grifter. Thankfully, my mother had my back. She went to my father’s side and spoke softly into his ear. All I can hear was “together… tonight…”
“My father immediately blushed. “Well, don’t come back too late,” he said to me before turning back to the news on TV.
“O-o-okay,” I replied. Phew, thanks Mummy.
As I pulled on my socks, a horn sounded from outside. Glancing out the window, I saw a silver Toyota Vios in front of our house. There was a commotion coming from upstairs. Moments later, Aunty Joyce hurried down the stairs. Wow…for a moment there time slowed down while my blood flow sped up.
Aunt Joyce was wearing a strapless black short dress. The color contrasted sharply with her milky-white baby-smooth arms and legs. Her long hair which she had often worn in a ponytail was now let down behind her. She had applied some glossy red lipstick and sultry looking eyeliner. In her right hand hung a pair of platformed stiletto shoes.
Pic of
Aunty Joyce’s dress
Uncle Kenny was following her down the stairs with a frustrated frown on his face. “Joyce… Wait,” he called after her.
“We’ll talk about it later okay,” Aunt Joyce snapped back at him. My colleagues are waiting.
“But I hardly see you all day. You went out with your colleagues yesterday too.”
Aunty Joyce looked annoyed. “I deserve to have some fun too Kenny,” she said.
“But…”
“Enough! I’m late already.”
She bent over to slip into her heels. I was greeted with the lovely sight of her ample white cleavage pushing out against the top of her dress. My father got even luckier. He was sitting behind Aunty Joyce and had a full view of her very short skirt stretching dangerously up against her shapely butt as she bent over. I had no idea if he could see her panties but for a moment, his jaw dropped. Uncle Ken became embarrassed for her and quickly put himself between my father and his wife.
“Oh you’re going out Joyce?” My mother asked. She seemed surprise as well at her sister’s daring outfit.
“Yes Jie. Girl’s night out with a few of my colleagues,” Aunt Joyce replied as she straightened up and headed for the door. “I’ll be back late, so no need wait up for me.”
“Joyce…” Uncle Kenny pleaded.
But she was already gone, slamming the door behind her in a hurry. Wow… I really pity my uncle.
“Let her unwind Ken,” my mother said quietly. “It’s been a stressful month.”
“Yeah, okay…” He replied, sounding dejected.
Uncle Kenny headed back upstairs. Meanwhile, my mother began to cozy up against my father on the couch. Feeling embarrassed, I stared out of the window but was unable to block out their flirtatious giggles. Dammit Nelson, what’s taking you so damn long?
Innocently, I peeked at the living room out of the corner of my eye. My mother certainly seemed to be in an amorous mood. She was playfully rubbing herself against my father. Daddy, on the other hand was tense in his seat with a deep flush in his cheeks. I guess he was as bewildered as I was that my mother was acting this way.
“Dear… Daniel still here…” I heard my father whisper.
“Mmmm… Okay what. We’re husband and wife,” she replied.
Ish… Thankfully, Nelson arrived in his van a few minutes later so I can give my parents their much needed space.
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Daniel
:
I have a confession. It’s my first time and I already hate clubbing. No seriously. I think its filled with too many people trying to pretend to have fun the caucasian way. The only ones who truly lose themselves in the music anymore are the girls. The guys on the dance floor are just a bunch of horny perverts trying to rub their crotches on some ass. And what’s with the flickering lights? It’s bad enough I can’t hear a thing above the thumping music, now they want to blind me as well?
So here we are, the girls, Adeline, Joanne, and Eunice are huddled together in the booth seat against the wall while Nelson, Alvin, and I took the chairs opposite them. Between us was an iced bucket of beers which came with the table. None of us had ever clubbed before so we just sat there glancing awkwardly at the crowd around us.
“I guess we should try to dance,” I said.
“Whaaaat?!” Alvin yelled.
“Dance!”
“With me?” He replied with disbelief.
I wanted to punch him.
Adeline whispered to Joanne and Eunice in turn, and they both seemed a bit shy and hesitant. Adeline smiled encouragingly and stood up. He motioned at Nelson and pointed towards the dance floor. Nelson dutifully rose and escorted his girlfriend to the dance floor. We all watch them grind and sway against each other to the rhythm of the music.
Adeline wore a purple minidress. Joanne went with an aqua blue one with a flared skirt while Eunice, my girlfriend wore a white sleeveless drape-dress. After gathering some nerve, I rose slowly and extended my hand to Eunice. She shyly accepted it. Alvin and Joanne was right behind us as we entered the dance floor.
All in all, I would say we were all actually too nervous to have any fun. After jerking awkwardly for a while, I decided to stop making a fool of myself and go sit down. Eunice looked relieved when I began to lead her out of the mass of writhing bodies. Alvin too followed my lead with Joanne. I had no idea where in the mob of lousy dancers were Nelson and Adeline. To my relief, I found them back at our table, sipping beers.
“Having fun?” Nelson yelled.
“Not really,” I shouted back. “I’m a lousy dancer.”
“That makes two of us,” Eunice added grinning at me.
“Three,” said Joanne and “Four,” agreed Alvin.
Nelson laughed and handed me a beer. “That means you’re not drunk enough yet.”
I laughed and said, “What does that have to do with anything?”
Nelson pointed to the dance floor. “See any good dancers there?”
“Not really.”
“Yeah, but they’re all too high care.”
“Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder huh?” I replied and took a swig.
Daniel:
LOL. LOL. LOL.
Huh? OMG. What?
Beat by beat, chord by chord, the music began to ring through my ears once more. What happened? Wow, look at all that colorful blinking lights. LOL. Why do I find it funny? Dunno. Keep feeling like want to laugh. Woooooooow there are so many people here. Look at them flopping around like that. LOL. Looks fun.
“Oi bro!” Someone yelled into my ear from the right.
I turn to face the guy. Wait is it a guy? Yeah it’s definitely a guy. OMG, for a minute there I thought Nelson was a girl. LOL.
“You okay bro?” He asked.
“Uhhhhh…”
I looked around and recognized the table. Oh yeah, we’re in the club. Awesoooome. There was another guy to me on the left. He’s sitting hunched over, his head rocking to the beat, his hands clasping a bottle of Heneiken. Oh it’s Alvin. LOL. He looks like he’s about to fall over. LOL. Stupid Alvin.
Hmmm? Where’s the rest? Where’s the girls? I look around. OMG, soooo many people. Eh… Wait… Oh, there they are. The three girls are on the dance floor. Looks like Adeline is trying to teach them how to dance. Wooooo! go girls!
“Oi! Oi! Guys! Pay attention!” Nelson barked.
“What? Duuuude, chiiiillll.” I replied.
Nelson raised a bottle. Cheers! He said.
I looked down. Sure enough, there was a bottle in my hands. I glanced at Alvin who gave Nelson a stupid grin before raising his bottle to his lips and draining it dry.
“Daniel! Come on! Drink!” Urged Nelson.
“Haha, after yuuuu…”
He immediately gulped a big mouthful. “Now you!” He said.
I put my lips on the bottle-mouth. Suddenly there was a thump to my left. I stopped and turned to see. Alvin had fallen face first onto the table, his hand was still holding his empty bottle. LOL. Stupid Alvin.
“Shit!” Nelson said loud enough for me to hear over the mesmerizing music.
Man.. This is an awesome track. I should be a DJ when I grow up. Fuck society’s expectations on us youths. I’ll doooo what I waaaant.
“Daniel faster finish your beer leh!” Nelson kept bugging me.
“Dude… What’s the rush?” I said to him. “Whether I finish the beer now or later, there will always be another one available to drink. Dude… Dude… Think about it… When will it end? Have we driven ourselves into a vicious never-ending cycle by immersing in overwhelming abundance? Are we consuming just for consumption sake?”
“What the fuck?” Asked Nelson in reply. “Whatever dude. Bottoms up.”
“Heeeey the girls are back!” I hollered.
Nelson turned around. Sure enough, Adeline and the girls were coming back, laughing giddily among themselves from their little escapade to the dance floor.
I smiled at Adeline as she approached. She seemed surprised. LOL. She looked at Nelson who looks pissed. That guy really needs to learn how to chill.
“Oh my God! Alvin!” Joanne cried. She rushed to her boyfriend’s side. “What happened?”
“These two jokers really can drink. They finished the whole bucket between them. This one here is the next round I ordered,” Nelson explained.
OMG. Really? I could have sworn I only had one… No wait… I lifted my bottle in my hand… I only had half a bottle. Well maybe I did had a few. Who knows? LOL. Awesome.
“Owwww!” I cried.
Eunice just pinched my arm. What the hell? She looks pissed. Well, that’s all she ever looks lately. What’s her problem? Man… I had no idea she had such perky tits. I can see her cute cleavage in front of her low cut dress.
“Haha, that’s okay,” Adeline said as she took her seat. “We’re here to enjoy ourselves anyway. Let’s go wild. Right girls?”
Eunice sat down beside me. She still looks pissed though. Man… She would look so cute if only she smiled more often.
“Nelson darling,” Adeline spoke up again. “Can you open each of us a beer?”
“Sure thing,” Nelson replied.
He pulled the bucket of iced beers towards him and fumbled with the bottle opener for a few minutes.
“Dammit. This opener broken already. Wait, I go get the bartender to open.”
Nelson grabbed the bucket and disappeared through the crowd. LOL. I saw that. Nelson didn’t even use the opener correctly. Some more dare said I drunk. I wonder how much he drank.
After a while, Nelson appeared back with the bucket of opened bottles. I took another sip from mine. WOOOOW! Did the colored lights just grow more colorful? And the music… Holy shit, it’s like it’s emanating from within my body. I am one with the music bebeh…. Who knew Heineken makes heaven in a bottle? How are they not ruling the world yet? I lift the bottle to my mouth to chug down the rest of the liquid pleasure.
Except I can’t, because Eunice suddenly yanked it away from me.
“Enough!” She hissed.
Seriously… This bitch is really getting me down.
“Hey come on, let him drink what,” Adeline said.
“No. He’s had enough,” my girlfriend said coldly.
“Haha,” Nelson butted in with a lame laugh. “Don’t quarrel. Come come, let’s drink together.”
He handed each girl a bottle.
“No thanks, I’ll just finish Daniel’s one,” Eunice said, raising my bottle.
“Aiya, not nice already one la. He open for so long already,” Nelson said. “Freshly opened beer tastes best.”
“I’ll have one,” I said jovially.
“You just finish your one can already lah. Don’t waste,” he replied.
Eunice shrugged and accepted the new bottle from Nelson. She begrudgingly let me have my bottle back.
“Come on, cheers! To friends!” Nelson said raising a new bottle of his own.
“Friends forever!” I chanted and emptied the bottle of beer down my throat.
LOL. LOL. LOL.
The Club. 11.30pm.
“Whoa… He’s out,” Nelson said. He prodded Daniel’s slumped form with his finger to confirm his friend was down for good.
“I knew it was too much,” Eunice said. “Exactly how much did he drink?”
“Three or four bottles at least,” Nelson lied. His eyes lingered on the soft looking pale swells of Eunice’s petite cleavage. Already, he was undressing her in his mind.
“Maybe we should call it a night?” She asked as she fussed with concern over her konked out boyfriend.
“No way, it’s still early,” Nelson insisted.
Adeline took a sip from her bottle and said, “Why don’t you finish your beer and then we can hit the dance floor again.”
“Mmmm… Cannot finish. I’m not much of a drinker,” Eunice replied.
Nelson boldly moved over and settled into the edge of the booth seat, putting himself between Daniel and Eunice. “Take your time, take your time. Don’t worry about Daniel and Alvin. People pass out drunk here all the time.”
“Shouldn’t we help them lie down at least?”
“No no. Their position right now is actually the best. If you lay them down upright they might choke on their own vomit.”
Eunice nodded. To her left, Adeline was urging Joanne to take gulp after gulp from her bottle. She began to slowly sip from hers. She had drank beer before in small amounts during family gatherings and social events but it had never tasted quite like what she was having now. Though chilled, the brew left a trail of radiating warmth from the back of her mouth down to her belly. It was a pleasant sensation indeed.
“How’s the beer?” She heard Nelson ask from beside her. She was momentarily surprised to hear how close he was, speaking almost into her ear. She was even more surprised by the tingles running down her back at the sound of his voice.
“Oh, um…” She replied. “Fine I guess.” She looked at him before continuing, “do you have to sit so close?”
“Oh, sorry,” said Nelson. “Am I making you uncomfortable?”
“Hmm? No la… It’s just… I feel a little warm.”
“Haha. Must be the beer.”
“Yeah, must be,” Eunice agreed.
They continued to chat as they nursed their drinks. Given the deafening music, they had to lean in to speak into each other’s ears to be properly heard. Adeline and Joanne were giggling a lot as they spoke. They were sitting so close together that they were constantly rubbing against each other.
No, thought Eunice. Adeline seemed more composed. It was Joanne who seemed restless. She was acting really touchy towards Adeline, constantly rubbing against her as if she craved skin on skin contact.
Eunice was a little too preoccupied to ponder her friend’s strange behavior at the moment. Nelson was suddenly keen to engage her in conversation all of a sudden. Every time she felt his breath on her ear, she felt thrills shooting up her spine and her body grow hotter. Instinctively, she kept sipping on the chilled bottle of beer in her hands to counter the heat. His hand suddenly brushed across her arm causing her to shiver with pleasure and moan. It felt surprisingly good to feel him touch her.
“Finished?” Adeline suddenly asked. “Let’s dance.”
She rose, pulling Joanne up with her.
“Eunice still has about a mouthful to go,” Nelson replied.
“Hurry up and then join us,” Adeline said as she began pulling Joanne away.
Nelson suddenly took the bottle form Eunice’s hands. “Come on baby, bottoms up,” he told her as he lifted it to her lips and held it up, as if feeding a baby from a bottle, forcing her to chug it all down.
Before she realized it, Nelson was leading her by hand towards the dance floor.
The Club. 11.30pm.
“Whoa… He’s out,” Nelson said. He prodded Daniel’s slumped form with his finger to confirm his friend was down for good.
“I knew it was too much,” Eunice said. “Exactly how much did he drink?”
“Three or four bottles at least,” Nelson lied. His eyes lingered on the soft looking pale swells of Eunice’s petite cleavage. Already, he was undressing her in his mind.
“Maybe we should call it a night?” She asked as she fussed with concern over her konked out boyfriend.
“No way, it’s still early,” Nelson insisted.
Adeline took a sip from her bottle and said, “Why don’t you finish your beer and then we can hit the dance floor again.”
“Mmmm… Cannot finish. I’m not much of a drinker,” Eunice replied.
Nelson boldly moved over and settled into the edge of the booth seat, putting himself between Daniel and Eunice. “Take your time, take your time. Don’t worry about Daniel and Alvin. People pass out drunk here all the time.”
“Shouldn’t we help them lie down at least?”
“No no. Their position right now is actually the best. If you lay them down upright they might choke on their own vomit.”
Eunice nodded. To her left, Adeline was urging Joanne to take gulp after gulp from her bottle. She began to slowly sip from hers. She had drank beer before in small amounts during family gatherings and social events but it had never tasted quite like what she was having now. Though chilled, the brew left a trail of radiating warmth from the back of her mouth down to her belly. It was a pleasant sensation indeed.
“How’s the beer?” She heard Nelson ask from beside her. She was momentarily surprised to hear how close he was, speaking almost into her ear. She was even more surprised by the tingles running down her back at the sound of his voice.
“Oh, um…” She replied. “Fine I guess.” She looked at him before continuing, “do you have to sit so close?”
“Oh, sorry,” said Nelson. “Am I making you uncomfortable?”
“Hmm? No la… It’s just… I feel a little warm.”
“Haha. Must be the beer.”
“Yeah, must be,” Eunice agreed.
They continued to chat as they nursed their drinks. Given the deafening music, they had to lean in to speak into each other’s ears to be properly heard. Adeline and Joanne were giggling a lot as they spoke. They were sitting so close together that they were constantly rubbing against each other.
No, thought Eunice. Adeline seemed more composed. It was Joanne who seemed restless. She was acting really touchy towards Adeline, constantly rubbing against her as if she craved skin on skin contact.
Eunice was a little too preoccupied to ponder her friend’s strange behavior at the moment. Nelson was suddenly keen to engage her in conversation all of a sudden. Every time she felt his breath on her ear, she felt thrills shooting up her spine and her body grow hotter. Instinctively, she kept sipping on the chilled bottle of beer in her hands to counter the heat. His hand suddenly brushed across her arm causing her to shiver with pleasure and moan. It felt surprisingly good to feel him touch her.
“Finished?” Adeline suddenly asked. “Let’s dance.”
She rose, pulling Joanne up with her.
“Eunice still has about a mouthful to go,” Nelson replied.
“Hurry up and then join us,” Adeline said as she began pulling Joanne away.
Nelson suddenly took the bottle form Eunice’s hands. “Come on baby, bottoms up,” he told her as he lifted it to her lips and held it up, as if feeding a baby from a bottle, forcing her to chug it all down.
Before she realized it, Nelson was leading her by hand towards the dance floor.
Daniel:
I tasted something sour, bitter, and foul in my mouth. Unable to breathe, I lurched upwards. Holy fuck, what a stench. And what’s that ungodly noise hammering my eardrums? I couldn’t see anything. Oh god! Am I blind? No, no, my eyes are still there, I can definitely feel them stinging. What the fuck’s in my eyes?
I rubbed them clear. The smell was familiar. Oh shit, I just puked all over myself. Where the hell am I? Everything seems to be moving around me in a blur. The lights are mercilessly assaulting my eyes. All around me people are writhing and screaming. Are they in pain?
Oh… I must be in hell. What?! Wait a minute! I can’t go to hell! I’m a Christian! I know what this is… It’s a nightmare. A very bad dream. I try to look around. Someone is slumped right beside me. He appears unconscious. He looks familiar. Oh, it’s Alvin. Haha. Stupid Alvin. We’ve fallen in hell and he’s fast asleep.
I hurled again, spewing more half digested beer and dinner on the ground. For some reason, my mind became less foggy after that and it made me feel better.
There is a large circular area bathed in scorching lights not far from me. It is choke full of people writhing and twisting where they stood. I gasp. It’s the proverbial lake of fire! Look at all that burning sinners flailing around in pain! Oh Jesus, I’m in hell alright.
Someone in the mass of swaying bodies caught my attention… Wait… I know her…
She is standing in the lake of fire, her arms locked around the shoulders of some guy. No… Not a guy. It’s a demon. And it has its hands around my girlfriend’s butt. Eunice? What are you doing? Get out of the burning lake!
She was swaying in sync with the demon, obviously struggling against it. Oh my… I never realized she had a butt like that. That cute little butt. She is effectively grinding herself against the demon’s body. Oh, she’s burning all right. Her face was red, her skin looked sweaty, and she was panting badly for air. Oh God, sweet Eunice, what did you ever do to deserve getting tortured by Satan’s minions in the dreaded lake of fire?
There was a chorus of hoots and howls coming from another section of the infernal lake. Looking across, I could see the denizens of hell making a circle around another couple. It was Joanne and it appears she is struggling against a sexy female demon. A succubus if you will. Oh how wildly they trashed against each other, though for reasons I can’t fathom, fights in hell seemed to involve a lot of butt shaking. So much so that Joanne’s short flared skirt constantly swayed over her hips, barring her white panties.
The other burning sinners around them were howling a lot at the spectacle. Jesus, won’t somebody help her? I struggled to stand. Whoops! No can do… I fell to my knees.
With some effort, I managed to climb up a chair. The howling from the lake of fire was getting more intense. I watched as Joanne fought ever more hotly against the succubus. Suddenly, the succubus pulled Joanne close and pushed her lips against hers. The crowd of sinners went wild… With grief I presume…
It was no good. Joanne’s will seemed to have gotten sucked out of her by that succubus’ kiss. She melted in surrender against the demoness. My eyes desperately searched for Eunice. She was still held against the demon, but they were both watching the succubus claim Joanne’s innocent soul. Eunice seemed to be particularly transfixed at the sight while the demon was whispering into her ear as it watched. My eyes were fixed on Eunice’s face.
She suddenly closed her eyes, and her mouth hung parted. The demon was standing close by her side. I noticed immediately that one of his hands had pulled her skirt over the nubile curve of her ass. His other hand was at her front, stroking up and down her fair slim thigh. She was shuddering as it touched her without offering any inkling of resistance.
Argggh… I gotta get up.
I shuffled awkwardly towards the lake on wobbly legs. It appears that even in hell, people don’t like the smell of puke as one by one, the members of the damned turn away from me in disgust. Jeez, what? You think you’re better than me? We’re already in hell. We’re already the worst humanity has to offer.
I got nervous when I reached the edge of the burning lake. Looking up, I could see the scores of people jerking around in agony but Eunice and Joanne were nowhere in sight. I circled the circular infernal pool hoping to catch sight of them.
Something else caught my eyes instead. Up on the higher rungs, the Devil himself sauntered by. I knew that face. I knew the Devil.
It was Richard Lee.
Meanwhile, over at the nightclub…
The next track came on air. It was a fast thumping one, pumping new energy into the hordes of clubbers. At the edge of the dance floor, one couple was out of sync with the crowd swaying close against each other in a slow intimate dance.
Nelson felt his heart pounding against his ribcage. The feeling of Eunice’s warm soft body against him was so exciting that it made him feel a little sick in his stomach. Knowing that her boyfriend was nearby just added to the thrill.
The little blue pill was working like a charm. Eunice was hot and sweaty all over, and trembling from head to toe. She was not so much leaning than actually clinging to him to avoid collapsing on the floor.
“Erm, Eunice?”
“Y-y-yes?”
“Let’s find somewhere to sit down.”
“O-okay…” She replied, literally panting out the words.
She let Nelson lead her through the crowd. They came upon a flight of stairs guarded by a bouncer. As she unsteadily ascended the steps, she wondered why they were going to the second floor. Wasn’t their table somewhere near the dance floor?
“Nelson… Where are we going?” She asked as they turned into a corridor of mirrored doors.
“Somewhere we can be alone.”
“W-w-why?”
Nelson suddenly pinned her against the wall and kissed her. She shuddered when she felt his tongue prod playfully at hers.
“Nelsooon… Uhhh No!”
“Come on Eunice, we both need this.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I want you. I know you want me too. You were practically humping me on the dance floor.”
“No! I wasn’t”
Nelson smiled and brushed his fingers up her pale inner thigh. She shuddered at the sensation. Oh, that felt good, she thought.
He stopped when he reached mid thigh and withdrew his fingers, bringing it up before her eyes. His fingers were coated with slick, sticky juices.
“You’re so wet Eunice,” Nelson said. “Can’t you feel it? Your legs are soaked.”
“I… I…”
“I’m so hard for you too baby. Come, let’s go with the flow okay?”
Nelson snuggled his face against her neck and began to kiss and lick it. His hand snaked down once more to stroke up her wet thigh, under her skirt.
“Oooohh… Nelson!” She moaned.
His fingers reached her mound, covered lightly by her thin black panties. He began to rub her throbbing pussy over the soaked fabric, teasing the nub of her clit.
“Ah, ah, ah, Oh Nelson, Ah…”
“You like it right? It’s alright baby, I know you need it. Cum for me Eunice, let it out, cum baby cum…”
He rubbed her covered pussy to the rhythm of the pounding music in the background, brushing his thumb across her clit each time.
Eunice yelped and moaned until finally, she gave a sharp scream and arched her back off the wall. Her hips convulsed vigorously against his hand which was clamped tightly between her thighs. Hot sticky juices gushed against her panties, drenching his fingers.
Nelson kissed her excitedly on the mouth. “That was beautiful. Oh baby, you were so hot. So sexy.”
“Nghhh… Oh my God. Oh God.”
Nelson kissed her again. Eunice was still trembling badly from the otherworldly pleasure of her first orgasm to resist. After a minute she automatically kissed him back out of instinct. The two frenched hotly for several more minutes. Eunice had never kissed so lewdly before, but she found the tongue-play it to be extremely arousing. She was soon lost in the moment as Nelson took the lead and claimed her mouth.
Finally, he drew back to catch his breath. Eunice didn’t have the same luxury for his fingers had already pulled aside her panty crotch and was rubbing along her tight pink slit. Nelson smirked as he watched her pant and wheeze to cope with the sensation. This drug was certainly worth every cent he had splurged.
“Ugh.. Ohhh..Aaaaaa…” Moaned Eunice when Nelson inserted his finger inside her.
He had done so to test the waters, but was pleasantly surprised to discover how small and tight she was. So much so that he doubt he could insert a second finger. Shit, either Daniel has a puny dick or he hasn’t fucked this slutty hole yet, he thought. The thought of impaling Eunice’s tight virgin pussy on his cock made him rock hard.
He was snatched away from his thoughts when he felt Eunice moving. She was humping his hand, fucking his finger on her own volition. Her eyes was glazed and unfocused and her mouth gaped slightly as she panted deliriously. She was obviously enjoying her first penetration, even if it was just with his index finger.
“Oh, Eunice, you’re so hot. You want to cum again don’t you?”
“Ngh… Uhh.. Huh… Ahhh..”
“Baby, tell me, do you like this? You like it when I make you cum? Huh?” Nelson teased her as he intensified his fingering and brushed his thumb over her clit.
“Arggh… Ohhh… Nelson!”
“Tell me…”
“Ooooh… Ohhh… Like that.”
“You like that? You like it when I play your clitty?”
Nelson! Aaaaaaa! I… I’m…"
“Cum baby… Cum again… Come on, let it go…”
Eunice screamed again as her body was wrecked with a second intense orgasm in a row. Her legs buckled and she fell forwards against Nelson who held her to keep her partially upright as he continuously fingered her thorough her climax.
When he was sure she had finished cumming, he withdrew his slick hand from between her badly trembling legs and guided her limp body towards one of the private rooms nearby.
Midnight. In a quiet bar lounge next to the Club.
Joyce laughed at the story her colleague Dawn was telling from across the table. She was trying hard to enjoy herself, but she could not get rid of a nagging guilt in her chest. Was I too harsh on Kenny? She wondered. Did I hurt his feelings?
Veronic noticed Joyce was looking rather down. “What’s wrong Joyce? You look like something is bothering you,” She asked.
Veronica Chu was Joyce’s boss. She and her husband, Michael Chu owned the real estate firm where Joyce worked as an agent. She was a friendly woman, though she can be professionally cold in the workplace. At 42 years of age, she was a mother of three teenage kids, and was remarkably attractive, with luscious natural curves resulting from her multiple pregnancies. Like most women working in aggressive sales, she took great care of her outlook, maintaining fair flawless skin and a stylish bobcut for a more sophisticated look.
Dawn Yang was a 36 year old veteran agent in the company and one of the best closers on the floor. She was married with two young children at home. Dawn had a lean and tight athletic body thanks to her thrice a week gym sessions. She had medium straight hair, and like Joyce, prefers to tie it in a ponytail. She and Joyce bonded over their interest in Pilates and aerobics early on when Joyce had just joined the company. Joyce gained many valuable insights on how to close a sale from Dawn as they often worked close together.
Despite being younger in her early thirties, the two older women had taken an immediate liking to Joyce when she joined the company thanks to her hardworking and bright nature. They immediately took her under their wing and the three had become fast friends.
“Hm? Oh nothing,” Joyce replied Veronica.
“Can’t be nothing. Are you alright dear? Trouble at home?”
“Mhmmm… I had a small spat with my husband just now.”
“Let me guess. He doesn’t like you going out at night.”
“Something like that.”
Dawn snorted with disdain. “Is that the same husband that can’t get a job? He has some nerve telling you what to do when you’re the one bringing home the pork.”
Joyce sighed a little but nodded. She knew Dawn’s husband did not hold down a job either. He stayed at home and became a house-husband instead, running the household and caring for the children. Dawn was the sole breadwinner of her family. As such, Joyce admired Dawn for her independence and character.
“Don’t your husband ever complain about you staying out late?” Joyce asked.
“Of course,” Dawn replied. “So I just tell him I might have to cancel his credit cards if I don’t earn enough commissions because a certain ‘someone’ prevented me from networking.”
“And he became okay with it?”
“Not really. But he don’t dare complain so much anymore.”
“Men can get insecure easily,” Veronica chipped in. “You should talk with him dear. Let him know he is still important in some way.”
“Important?” Dawn asked coyly. “Like how ‘important’ Michael is to the company?”
Veronica gave her a disapproving look. “My husband is vital to our company okay!”
“I’ve never really told you this before out of respect, but that husband of yours does virtually nothing. Everyone knows you are the one that runs the company. All he does is show his face every morning, nap in his office until lunchtime, and then spend the rest of his day golfing with his buddies.”
“Dawn! I think you’ve had a bit too much to drink.”
“But…”
“Enough,” Veronica said sternly. “Michael is your boss as well. He deserves all due respect.”
“Hmmmph… That was exactly how much respect I have for him.”
Joyce sighed again as she watched her boss and colleague bicker. “Maybe we should call it a night. I should go home early for a change.”
“What?!” Dawn gasped. “Nooooo! We haven’t even danced yet!”
“Haha, I dunwan dance. The place is packed full of young people. I feel old.”
“Hey there,” said Veronica. “You’re the youngest among us but you’re acting like an Aunty.
“We are Aunties,” Joyce replied.
“Not tonight!” Dawn interjected. “I didn’t dress to my nines for nothing. Tonight we’re hot stuff!”
A deep voice interrupted them. “That you are indeed, ladies.”
The three women turned to see a handsome young man in suave shirt and pants standing near their table. Behind him were three other young men.
No… Joyce thought. ‘Young men’ was not the right term. These were barely men.
“Can we help you boys?” Veronica asked.
“I think we can help each other,” the boy replied. “You see, we were stood up by our dates and pretty much resigned to the fact that our night was ruined. That was until we saw you ladies. It would appear, you ladies are here unescorted are you not?”
“Maybe… What makes you think we need to be escorted?” Dawn asked.
“Never crossed my mind. However, us boys on the other hand feel a bit lost without someone to hold our hand,” he said sheepishly.
That earned a giggle from the women.
“How about it, Babes? Let’s show each other a good time.”
“Aren’t we a little old for you kids?” Veronica asked teasingly. “And stop calling us babes. I’m old to be your mother.”
“You have no idea how hard it is to find a real woman in a place like this. There are only bratty little girls or women who are trying to be girls. Allow me to introduce us. That there behind me is Alex, Roy, and Brandon. My name is Richard. How about we get acquainted over drinks? I’m buying of course.”