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Originally Posted by
erkianpeng
Glad you agree. Do think more about the storyline instead of coming out with twists just to prolong the story. End it if necessary and start another story.
Not that I don’t know where you’re coming from, but I didn’t exactly set out to pen a masterpiece here. This isn’t a planned novel or anything. It’s just an exercise to keep my thoughts flowing. Like you, I write for a living, and to minimize the chances of succumbing to a full onset of the dreaded writer’s block, I set aside a few hours a day to do some frivolous writing, like this story here. As such, I like to experiment, try out new ideas, or even just go nuts sometimes with this story, which, I’m afraid, results in a rather bumpy plot.
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Originally Posted by
erkianpeng
Glad you agree. Do think more about the storyline instead of coming out with twists just to prolong the story. End it if necessary and start another story.
Not that I don’t know where you’re coming from, but I didn’t exactly set out to pen a masterpiece here. This isn’t a planned novel or anything. It’s just an exercise to keep my thoughts flowing. Like you, I write for a living, and to minimize the chances of succumbing to a full onset of the dreaded writer’s block, I set aside a few hours a day to do some frivolous writing, like this story here. As such, I like to experiment, try out new ideas, or even just go nuts sometimes with this story, which, I’m afraid, results in a rather bumpy plot.
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Originally Posted by
Criminalz
Hmm mm….. Strange that nowadays, nearly every thread becomes a quarrel of some sort…
We too stress?
There’s a flame war going on about some spammer. I guess the stress is spilling over.
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Originally Posted by
Criminalz
Hmm mm….. Strange that nowadays, nearly every thread becomes a quarrel of some sort…
We too stress?
There’s a flame war going on about some spammer. I guess the stress is spilling over.
Got a meeting in the afternoon, but I found some time to write this morning. Will write more after meeting is done.
Got a meeting in the afternoon, but I found some time to write this morning. Will write more after meeting is done.
Daniel:
The second floor of the Xu household was surprisingly plain compared to the ground floor. There were less furniture and antiqued ornaments lying around. Andrea led me all the way to the bathroom door despite saying she was only going to show me the stairs earlier.
“Here we are. Make yourself at home.” She said somewhat solemnly. Her change in attitude caught me a little off guard. Was her bubbly personality downstairs all an act?
“Okay… thanks…” I managed to respond before entering the bathroom.
I went about concluding my business. Shit. It sure is hard trying to take a piss with an erection. When I was finally done washing my hands, I opened the door to find Andrea still waiting for me at the doorstep.
“Is everything fine?” She asked.
“Errr… yes..”
God it was awkward, especially when she kept staring gravely at me like this.
She spoke again, but with a changed tone. “And ummm… about the video…” She actually sounded afraid. “Did you get rid of it?”
Right. The sex video. The one that I no longer have. What do I say? My heart rate went up a notch.
“Errr…. Not yet…” I mumbled.
“What? I thought we had a deal?”
“That doesn’t count.”
“A blowjob is a blowjob.” She insisted, her voice growing stern. God she was so sexy.
Then it occurred to me. Why am I being so modest in my demands? I guess I was intimidated by Andrea a little, but fuck… I was in a position to get more. Much, much, more…
My hand moved and ended exactly on Andrea’s left breast. I guess we were both stunned, me probably more than her at my boldness. There was no going back now.
“Daniel…” Andrea choked, taking a step back. I moved forward as she did, keeping her supple tit in my hand and giving it a good squeeze. “Daniel don’t…”
“Look, I’ll delete it when I go back… if I am satisfied…”
My other hand found her unmolested breast and gave it a similar endearing squeeze. They feel so soft. I reluctantly left them to move upwards to her shoulders and snaked behind her neck to undo the halter straps. The front of her dress fell away easily. As expected, she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her perky twins came into full view.
Andrea was already panting. She shivered a little when she felt my hands move onto her bare breasts. I could feel her hot breath cascading down my face.
“Wait… Daniel… not here…” she whispered hoarsely, trying to control her rapid breathing.
I threw a quick glance around before pulling her by her arm towards the closest room. I needed to do her so bad.
“No! Are you crazy? That’s Alex’s room!” She hissed.
The thought of taking Alex’s mother in his own bed almost made me cum in my own pants. But before I could even consider it further, Andrea took me by my hand and led me to the room beside the first. I locked the door behind me.
Alex:
She didn’t see me approaching.
“Aunty May, sorry, I didn’t see you arrive. Where’s Daniel?” I said as I sat down beside her. She looked visibly pleased to see me. I could tell it was because she had spent a minute too long in the company of my two bitch aunties and their useless lewd husbands.
“Alex! Happy Birthday!” She greeted me with cheer, but I could tell there was something troubling her. “Daniel just wondered off some time ago. Maybe he met some friends,” she added.
“Oh, what about uncle?”
That hit a nerve. May frowned momentarily before shaking it off.
“He couldn’t make it.” Was all she was willing to say on the matter, but was that a hint of bitterness in her voice?
I decided to change the topic of conversation. “I see. Too bad. So are you enjoying yourself?”
“I’m fine.” She laughed and dangled a shallow glass of brandy in my face.
“You look like you could use something stronger.”
“Alex… are you trying to get me drunk?”
“Aiyo no la. I just never realized you drink. I wanted to offer you something better than cheap brandy.”
“I don’t drink. Never have.” May giggled before draining the glass.
Apparently not, I thought to myself. It was only when she mentioned it that I spotted the tell-tale signs of her premature tipsiness. The slight slur in her words, her easy laughter, the red blush across her cheeks, even though she couldn’t have had more than one glass of brandy.
“So, what else do you have to drink?” May asked as she got up on her feet unsteadily. To my delight, she shed her cardigan, revealing her full white slender shoulders and jaw dropping cleavage. I had an immediate urge to bury my face into her soft looking chest. Even my boisterous friends in the next table went silent with awe at the sight. May gave my lecherous uncles a teasing look, ignoring the murderous gaze of my aunts, before looking back to me expectantly. Leaping to my feet, I took her hand.
“This way.” I told her, my voice already starting to break from my abnormally dry throat.
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Originally Posted by
bitream
Sir pyro, you are such a tease, always ending your little short episodes at the juiciest moments.
If you don’t mind me saying, with those teasing skills, you’ll make a wonderful Daniel’s mum yourself if you were born a lady.
Haha. It’s out of habit I’m afraid. One of the few writing advices I took to heart since the time I was a fledgling writer was a quote from the poet Helen Dunmore. She says “Finish the day’s writing when you still want to continue.” I find that leaving little cliffhangers for myself, or, in this case, a little tease, helps me get back in the zone when I return to continue my writing.
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Originally Posted by
bitream
Sir pyro, you are such a tease, always ending your little short episodes at the juiciest moments.
If you don’t mind me saying, with those teasing skills, you’ll make a wonderful Daniel’s mum yourself if you were born a lady.
Haha. It’s out of habit I’m afraid. One of the few writing advices I took to heart since the time I was a fledgling writer was a quote from the poet Helen Dunmore. She says “Finish the day’s writing when you still want to continue.” I find that leaving little cliffhangers for myself, or, in this case, a little tease, helps me get back in the zone when I return to continue my writing.
Alex:
I don’t know how I did it, but I managed to guide May to my father’s office without her falling over. Still, I had to steady her a few times along the way by holding on to her by her waist. Not that I mind though. I got to savor the sight of the porcelain round swells of the top of her breasts up close and her intoxicating scent filling my nostrils.
It was a miracle that no one paid us much attention. When I finally closed the office door behind me, I gave out a sigh of relief, and then sucked the air sharply back in when I realized with heart racing excitement that I was finally alone with May.
May was curiously eying the various architectural design implements around the room, my father’s tools of the trade. Carefully, I stepped up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist before planting soft kisses on her bare shoulder.
“Mmmmmm…” She sighed.
It was an encouraging sign. I kissed the pale fragrant curve of her shoulder again, gradually moving up her neck. May gave out more soft moans of approval. I could feel her body heating up. My own dick was rapidly hardening in the uncomfortable confines of my jeans. I kept up the kisses until I felt May relax and lean back a little against me. Moving my hands upwards, I found the tender softness of her luscious bosoms. May tensed up a little when my hands squeezed down on her breasts, but she moaned nevertheless. God, things were going so well, I was almost afraid that I was going to wake up and find that this was just a dream.
“Alex? What are you doing?” She said softly.
Damn. Did I go for the breasts to soon? I froze with my hands still on her chest. May did not offer up any more words. She just stood there breathing hard. Eventually, my courage returned. Shifting my hands, I boldly reached for the front of her dress bodice and tugged it down. I felt the fabric yield and her ample breasts bounce free.
“Alex!” May gasped.
I couldn’t stop now. Spinning her around, I planted my hungry mouth on hers, stifling her subsequent gasps of surprise. May was unresponsive, but at least she wasn’t protesting my advances. I continued kissing her on the lips for a few minutes. May wasn’t letting my tongue in so I played down my aggression and kissed her tenderly along her lips and cheeks, coaxing shudders of delight and hefty puffs of hot excited breaths out of her.
“I want you Aunty.” I blurted unceremoniously. It came out in a husky course whisper which made her shiver again in my arms.
“I’m married already Alex…”
“I don’t care. I want you. Just for tonight. Please?”
“I.. I..”
“I love you Aunty…”
“Don’t say that Alex…”
“It’s the truth… Please Aunty?”
“N.. Not.. Not here…”
I smiled. “My room is upstairs.” I told her, taking her hand.
Daniel:
How did it come to this? Why does it always turn out this way? As soon as I had Andrea alone in the safe confines of the guestroom she switched from her helpless schoolgirl act and put on an air of a strict teacher.
“Take of your pants and get on the bed.” Her sexy stern voice rang out.
Like a circus animal alerted to the sound of the whip, I jumped to obey.
“Underwear too,” she snapped as soon as I kicked off my jeans.
I sat on the edge of the Queen sized bed looking up at her in awe and arousal as she strutted sexily up to me, the familiar coy smile on her face. The top of her halter dress which I had untied a few minutes ago was already strapped back up. Could it be that she had figured out how turned on I can get by this strict personality of hers? The thought made me shudder. I may have her by the strings with a fragile little lie about a video clip which no longer existed, but this woman had true power over my desires. And so it dawned upon me at this very moment that I had a thing for strict older women.
Andrea sat down close beside me and then leaned in wrapping her fingers around my already stiff dick and then stroked it in a toying manner. I groaned with pleasure.
“You like this?” She whispered, blowing hot breath into my ear.
“Ahh.. yes..”
“This is the last time okay? After this, you go home, and you delete the video.”
“O.. Okay… Ughhh…”
“You want to cum now?” she hissed.
“Y…Yes… No.. Noooo… I want to cum inside you…”
“Out of the question.”
“What? Why?”
“Because you’re such a naughty boy.”
“I want to. You let the gym people do it.”
“No I didn’t. I just let them fuck me.”
“Then I want to fuck you.”
“No.”
Arrrggghhhh!!! The bitch is toying with me. “I… I’ll release the video…” I whimpered, desperately trying to contain my impeding orgasm.
“Bad boys don’t get their rewards. I’ve seen the video, it mostly shows my back, and the image is so blur.” She said.
Shit.
Andrea continued, “But I want to prevent any potential rumors from spreading, so I’m still willing to reward you in exchange for deleting it.”
Fuck… I’m cumming… Damn her. “Ugggghhh Argghhh… Ahhhh.. you bitch!” I yelled as I spilled my sperm onto the carpet floor.
“So that’s one blowjob, one handjob, and one carpet cleaning bill. I think I’ve already paid too much for that grainy video.” Andrea said with a smirk.
She stood, carefully holding her cum stained hand away from her dress. “You can keep the change, Daniel,” she added before heading for the door.
I collapsed backwards into the bed, my head swirling from the force of the climax. I didn’t know how long I lay there, basking in my orgasmic glow. The sudden noise of a door shutting in the next room jarred me from drifting off to sleep. Didn’t Andrea say the next room belongs to Alex?