Again, I ran out of inspirations. Thou my story here originates from a true story, most of the conversations are fictional (mainly due to my goldfish memory, I can only remember the rough details of the conversations but definitely not exact words). I read thru my previous post and realised that the story has been rather erotic so far, so I thought it would be a good idea to move a little away from it for awhile. I mean like…. Sex is sex, no matter how vividly described, it is still a meat rod going in and out of a flesh pocket right? Besides, I probably would need to buy a 10 year series of Thesaurus if I wanna describe every sexual encounter I had with Jess.
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Installment 7
Ever since after that weekend which I spent with Jess, she would come my place to sleep over every weekend. Sometimes on Friday night, sometimes on Saturday late afternoon. It’s pretty much like those NS boys whom books out from tekong and goes home on weekends. And yeah… that period of time was our happiest days. She fulfilled all my sexual needs and I didn’t really have to visit any FL/Spa during those days. I didn’t even feel any urge to DIY.
She always seemed so happy whenever she was at my place. That random siao zhar boh (madwomen) comes so often until neighbours have treated her like my official gf. Her standard practice is to switch my aircon to full blast, then go take a hot shower and she’ll remain stark naked all the way until we leaves the house for Tampines on sunday evenings. She does this every visit except on the days where she’s having her period and the only difference is that she’ll be wearing a pad with her panties on. It’s a good thing that I’ve got curtains everywhere (except kitchen) in my house, coz she really loves to just roam around naked. I get really turned on by just watching her walk around initially, but as time goes by, I’m pretty much used to it and it became a norm.
She’s pretty much a gamer too. She always plays DOTA (a game which I can never comprehend) when she’s at my place, and NOTHING, absolutely NOTHING can stop her from gaming. Thru her, I realised that playing DOTA & cursing + swearing seems to be in a package. I always watch her play from afar and hearing her agitated high pitch voice screaming all the vulgarities and sending regards to people’s father, mother as well as their ancestor’s’ reproductive organs. For some reasons I dunno why, I always like to watch her play and I always would try my best to arouse her when she’s so engrossed in the game. Maybe becoz I always think that 认真的女人最美. I mean, which guy wouldn’t want to “attack” a naked chio bu while all her concentration is on a computer game. I guess she probably knows I like doing that, so almost every time she’ll just ignore me until the game is over, then she’ll come and “punish” me.
Just like any other normal relationships, the 1st 3 months was really sweet. But after awhile, I guess I started to “Pepsi” (渴望无限, Ask For More). I start complaining that I can never seem to find her on weekdays and lamented that all we ever do was sex, no dinner dates, no movie dates, no outings and needless to say, no overseas holidays. I guess this is a common problem for all those FB/FWB/NSA relationships and this is when things starts to get sour.
It was just another of those Saturdays where she would come over to my place, pretty much standard but it was the 1st time when we had a heated argument. She brought lunch while on her way to find me so we ate lunch at my place, then made love followed by cuddling each other to sleep. We woke up in the evening and we had our usual bedtalk.
Me: Dear, lately you very busy ah?
Jess: Yalor, everyday almost full booking… Why leh?
Me: No la… Coz Thursday I had a really bad day in the office, was feeling really down. Then I call you, but you no answer. Text you, you also never reply.
Jess: I’m sorry dear, (smooch me on the lips) that day was really jam packed. I think now year end, all those hamsup guys get bonus so all come find me.
Me: Oh… Okay (sounding dejected)
Jess: Why leh dear? (putting her head on my chest, symbolizing her willingness to hear me out)
Me: Erm… I just feel that… We never go out for any normal dating lor… I mean like… All we ever do is just make love, I realised that we’ve never gone to any decent restaurant to eat, never caught any movie in a cinema, never walk a park and never went for any holidays together… and…
Jess: and what? (gently acknowledging that she’s listening attentively)
Me: And that I always cannot find you when I’m feeling down….
Jess: I’m really sorry dear…. Lately really very busy and after a long day, I’m simply too tired…. I’ll try my best to make it up to you ok? I’ll call you on days which I don’t have much bookings then we’ll see what we can do 好吗?
Me: Dear ah…
Jess: Yes? (tilting her head upwards and looking at me with gentle eyes)
Me: Have you ever considered retiring from this line?
Jess: You mind ah?
I could see a trace of tear in her watery eyes, and my heart just melted…
Me: Dear, I would be lying if I said I totally don’t mind, but I’m sure you have a reason for doing it
Jess: Thank you for being understanding dear. (lowers her head, avoiding my eyesight & resting her head back on my chest) Got de, I thought of retiring from the line and maybe go into modeling if possible, gimme some time to gather abit more money ok?
I wanted to ask her why is it that she needs so much money for, but I didn’t… I thought, if there’s anything she wants to share with me, she would… And if she didn’t tell me, I shouldn’t ask….
Me: Ok dear… come… let’s go downstairs for dinner
Jess: Dear tabao for me ok? I wanna sleep awhile longer
Me: Okay
When I got home with the packed dinner, I saw her playing DOTA. I didn’t want to disturb her, so I went to the living room, switched on the TV and ate alone. The rest of the weekend continued just like any other usual weekend, we didn’t talk about the conversation on Saturday anymore. We kept ourselves happy superficially.
The following week was another busy week for me. As I work in a humble accounting firm, we’re always busy towards the end of the year. Had countless unreasonable deadlines to meet, numerous nasty clients to please. I remembered it was Wednesday, when Jess sent me a text in the afternoon, telling me that she have no bookings after 9pm and asked if I would wanna meet her. I immediately agreed and asked her if we would be having dinner together, she said ok and so I hurriedly rushed my work, hoping that I could leave office on time to meet Jess. I was all hopeful for this 1st proper date with Jess… But what happened later that evening, really left a deep scar in this unusual relationship of ours….
[To Be Continued….]
Installment 8
I rushed thru my urgent work that night, endured my growling stomach and left the office at 8+pm. We’ve arranged to meet at bugis and I reached early as my office isn’t too far away. I was standing quite a distance from the main door of bugis junction as I was smoking then I saw this nice car, a BMW 645Ci, driving into the passenger drop off point. A 40ish year old man wearing business attire got out of the driver seat, went over to the other side of the vehicle and opened the door for his passenger. It was Jess, she got out of the car. They had a small chat after which Jess gave him a peck on his cheeks and walked off.
I guess it’s probably just one of Jess’s customers but I can’t help feeling a little sore over it. Jess then called me to check my location and we met. I was happy to see Jess as she was all dressed up and she looked really beautiful. I rarely see her wearing anything anyway (apart from that few t-shirt & shorts which she puts at my place to wear when she goes home from my place), and she’s naked most of the time when indoors, so in a way, it was a rather unique feeling that she gave me that night. I asked her if she had any preference for food, but she said that she’s not hungry as she had high tea with a customer at around 4pm. I was a little disappointed that we still couldn’t do dinner together, but she accompanied me to go eat.
During dinner, I tried to strike up some conversations with her only to find that actually she and I seldom had chats and we don’t really have much common things to talk about. All of a sudden I felt that this gorgeous lady infront of me whom I had on and off been making love to and sleeping with isn’t too much different from a stranger. That feeling really sent a spike of chill straight into my heart. There was pretty much awkward silence and I just quietly eat my food while she seem to be busy with her phone. Then Jess told me she needs to leave, she received a last minute booking and she needs to reach Hougang at 11pm for a house call.
I was really reluctant to let her leave, so I asked her if it was safe for her to do house call as I know that it is not her usual practice. She assured me that it is one of her regular customers and everything is going to be alright. I looked at her with a extremely disappointed face and said,
Me: Dear, don’t do this to me leh….
Jess: Joe, I really need to go. Please don’t be like this… I’ll make it up to you this weekend…
I haven’t heard her calling me by name since that time when I first had intimacy with her. It felt cold. Jess left me all alone in the restaurant, my heart sank with disappointment and left shortly after finishing my dinner. I went home with a heavy heart. I didn’t know why I am so affected by what Jess did. I tried to convince myself “hey, she’s just a fuck friend, not my girlfriend”, but that didn’t make things any better. I guessed, I have slowly developed feelings for Jess. I wasn’t too surprised that I would eventually fall for her as I did had a crush on her previously when I 1st met her in the pub she used to work. I had this “conference” with myself that night, I told myself I need to pull out, I need to revert to the original, to only treat Jess like an “activity partner”. I didn’t sleep well that night.
The following day was an usual busy Friday. Worked till about 10pm, took a bus home, slept on the bus, got home at about 11:30pm. Pretty much the usual routine life I had live, before Jess came into my life. I was expecting her to text me since morning. I constantly checked my phone to see if there was anything from her, but all I get from my phone is nothing but more disappointment. Her whatsapp shows that she was last online at Friday 0:11am, meaning she hasn’t been on whatsapp for the whole day. I was feeling really down. I went to my fridge, saw that I still had half a bottle of Bailey’s Irish Cream, so I drank it and went to sleep. I had no problems sleeping that night, probably becoz of the accumulated tiredness from the night before.
Saturday came and the 1st thing I did when I woke up, was to check my phone. Again, there was nothing from Jess. I calmed myself down by telling myself “it’s alright, she’s always so random, maybe she would just show up at my door later in the afternoon”. So I spent the day away, doing all the usual things I did. I watched some HK TVB Dramas, did my laundry, took an afternoon nap and still there was nothing from Jess. I looked at the wall clock and realised that it’s already 6pm. So I sent a simple message to Jess.
“Dear, is everything alright?”
Awhile later, she replied.
“Dear, I’m sorry I won’t be able to accompany you this weekend. My menses just came ytd anyway and I’ve got some errands to run, some problems to settle over the weekend. I’ll call you again next week.”
A dozen questions rushed to my mind when I read her message. Why did she explicitly mention that her menses just came? Does she think that I text her all because I wanted sex? So she is telling me her menses came and since she can’t fulfill my sex request, she won’t be coming over? What kinda problems are she facing? Why didn’t she tell me anything about any problems? What am I to her? I sat on my sofa, staring into the blank for hours. Butterflies were in my stomach, I was feeling so uneasy I knew I need to see Jess. I wanna ask her if there’s anything I can help her with. So I left the house for her place.
I reached her void deck at about 11pm. I text-ed her to tell her that I’m downstairs and to ask if she’s at home and if she could come downstairs to meet me. I waited for 15 minutes, but there wasn’t any reply. So I called her phone, but no one answered as well. I didn’t want to make it a wasted trip, so I thought I would just wait there for awhile. Sending her a text once every half an hour or so, and calling her phone once in a while. I didn’t realise how long I’ve been waiting until I felt hungry as I didn’t take dinner. I looked at my watch only to realise that it’s already 1:30am. I’ve sat there on the stone chair for more than 2 hours. I decided to give up.
Just as I was about to leave, I saw that same BMW driving in. I quickly got behind a pillar to peep. That same gentleman got out of his car and went over to open the door for Jess. They exchanged a few words, then Jess gave him a hug and cried. The 40-ish year old guy then passed Jess a packet of tissue, touched her head followed by saying some words and then got back into his vehicle and drove off. Jess watched him leaving and walked slowly towards the direction of her blk. I decided to appear so I called out for Jess.
Me: Jess (from behind her)
Jess: (turning back) Dear?? Huh?? How come you’re here??
Me: You didn’t know I was waiting for you here? I’ve sent you many text to tell you wor…
Jess: Oh… I left my phone at home… You’ve been here very long? I’m sorry dear
Me: Dear… I saw everything just now… Who is that man? I saw him the other time when I met you at bugis too
Jess: (in an slightly angry tone) You stalked me ah
Me: No no no… I was worried for you, so I came. Why were you crying dear, is everything alright?
Jess: Joe, you ok anot? why you care so much about me all of a sudden?
Me: (disappointed again to hear Jess calling me by name) Dear, please tell me what’s happening?
Jess: (getting angrier) Why do you care? I mean, since when do you care? You never asked me anything de wad
Me: Dear… I never asked coz I thought you would tell me yourself if you want me to know. Since you never said anything, I thought I should respect you and not prob into it.
Jess: (furious) Joe!! I’m not accountable to you for anything ok!! We’re just F~B~ ok? Fuck Buddies do you understand?!?!?!
Me: (in a really sad tone) Dear, I think I’ve already fallen in love with you. Really please let me know what you are going thru, let me care for you please
Jess: (in a calmer tone) Joe…. We’re not suitable… I’m… I’m just not good enough for you
Me: (took a step forward and hugged Jess) Please don’t say that dear, you’re the best thing that ever happened to me
Jess: (with some sadness in her voice) Ok dear, I’ll tell you what happened…
Me: (Still hugging Jess and whispering to Jess gently) Shall we find some place to sit down and talk?
Jess: ok
We then went to buy some drinks at the nearby 7-Eleven and went to the nearby park to find some seats
Jess: That guy you saw, his name is Peter. He was my father’s friend and he has been my sugar daddy since I was 17 years old…..
[To be continued……]
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Stay tuned
Installment 9 might bring some tears ya… So standby some tissue if you’re a sis.
I’m planning to end the story in installment 10 btw… keep this story nice & short just like what actually happened as I don’t want to add any fictional events unnecessarily.
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Originally Posted by
bababubu
Can’t wait for 9! Somehow i’m like in the same situation just that nv meet up so often
I feel for you bro….
*sob sob* hurts when the person u care and love tells you that in your face that it’s just fb relationship…
faster complete installment 9 & 10.. but provide tissue for your readers k dear?
If this is a true story, I thought it will end like how most relationships wif FB end, when the gal keep askin for money n more money.
Anyway, the gal is right. FBs just there 2 fuck.
Not for emotional needs.
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Originally Posted by
sadfa
If this is a true story, I thought it will end like how most relationships wif FB end, when the gal keep askin for money n more money.
Anyway, the gal is right. FBs just there 2 fuck.
Not for emotional needs.
Bro… The story is mostly true I supposed, about 80% maybe? 20% are the conversation details and minor details which doesn’t really affect the storyline… btw bro, ur FB asks u for money? In that case… still considered as FB? not SB/SD relationship? hmm….
I don’t mean ask money as in ask 2 be paid for fucking but ask for ’loans’ or to deal with this that problem n never return. Very common for FLs to do that la. Unless of cos you are worse off than her n you ask her for money.
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Originally Posted by
sadfa
I don’t mean ask money as in ask 2 be paid for fucking but ask for ’loans’ or to deal with this that problem n never return. Very common for FLs to do that la. Unless of cos you are worse off than her n you ask her for money.
Well… in my case, no money was actually involved… but understandable fact is that all expenses were on me la… which i think pretty much ok bah..
I’m actually in the mood to write today, so maybe I’ll just try to finish up the story, since next week is gonna be a busy week for me. As previously mentioned, this installment might include some really dramatic scenarios, emotional bros/sis might wanna standby some tissue papers
*sidenote: For reading convenience, I’ve done a little coloring to this post (as it is quite lengthy)
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Installment 9
Jess: That guy you saw, his name is Peter. He was my father’s friend and he has been my sugar daddy since I was 17 years old…..
Me: (with a sparkle of surprise in my eye) Oh I see… Dear please tell me all that had happened…
Jess: Very well, since you’re interested to know, I’ll tell you. It’s nothing glamorous actually…. My biological father is a compulsive gambler. Since I was young, I often see him taking money from my mother and stealing her jewelries to fund his gambling habits. When I was 12 years old, my mom decided that she has had enough, and divorced my dad. Thou my dad seems incorrigible, he really dotes me and he’ll still visit me every weekend.
Me: uh-huh, then what happened?
Jess: My mom remarried when I was 14. My step father is a businessman, my mom married him as he was rather well endowed and she believed that he could be able to take care of us financially. But he’s a real jerk. He had always tried to take liberty of me ever since he married my mom. I dare not tell my mom that time, thus I had always try to stay away from home in hope to shun him. I did threaten him that I would tell my mom if he doesn’t stops, but he got more and more daring upon seeing that I didn’t tell my mom anything. Finally, when I was 17, that bastard raped me.
I could see a streak of tear flowing down Jess’s angelic face. I sat nearer to her, put my arm over her shoulder and hugged her
Me: It’s ok dear, it’s over… You’re fine now
Jess: I ran away from home after that incident. I told my bf then, whom was also the man whom took my virginity, about it. To my shocking surprise, he felt that I cuckold him and broke up with me on the spot. I felt so hurt. I had no place to go, I didn’t want to go home and my bf dumped me. I thought of committing suicide. My mind was so troubled, I was nearly knocked down by a vehicle while I was crossing a road. The car managed to stop in time and the driver got out of his vehicle to see if I’m alright. That driver was Peter, the man you saw just now. He was my biological father’s ex boss. He recognised me as my dad had brought my mom & I to his house for CNY before. I told him what happened and he took me in. He arranged for me a place to stay, paid my polytechnic school fees, gave me fat allowances but never asked for anything in return. When I turned 18, I offered myself to him out of gratitude. From then, he became my sugar daddy. Over these few years, his family had migrated to Canada and he resides with them most of the time. He still travels back to Singapore occasionally due to business. I would host him at the apartment he rented for me whenever he comes back. Although he hasn’t been back to Singapore for the past 2 years, I would still receive my allowance from him directly transferred into my bank account and he would pay my rent to the landlord directly.
Me: Ah… so that’s how…. then?
Jess: About a year after I finished my polytechnic education, I told peter that he no longer have to give me money as I’m already working. He didn’t agree initially, but we both eventually agreed that he would still pay my rent but not my allowance. I just didn’t feel good to take his money as he haven’t touched me since his previous few trips to Singapore. He still would transfer some money to me before Christmas and CNY as a gift even thou he hasn’t been coming back to Singapore. I feel so indebted to him. Then, about 1 year ago, my dad got into some very serious gambling debts. That was when I realise that even by working 2 jobs, I cannot seem to earn enough money. So I quit the waitress job and started becoming a FL. I had no other alternatives, I simply had no other means to make enough money to help my dad repay his gambling debts and I really didn’t want to approach Peter for money. When Peter came back last month, he found out that I’m a FL and he confronted me about it. I explained to him what had happened, and he reprimanded me for not approaching him for money. Just last week, my dad had gotten into another $40k of gambling debts. I had no other solutions but to borrow money from Peter. And this is the reason why I’m working so hard to make money now, in hope to be able to return the money to Peter as soon as possible.
Me: (feeling apologetic) I’m sorry dear, I still thought that you’re just being materialistic…
Jess: It’s ok, I cannot blame you as you didn’t know what had happened. Ya so, that’s about all that had happened.
Me: I’m sorry dear… (hugging Jess tighter)
Jess: (gently pushing me away) Dear, now that you’ve known everything, I want you to go back and seriously consider if you still want to be with me. Trust me, I don’t suit you. You deserve better…
Me: Dear… Please don’t say that… (tries to embrace Jess again)
Jess: Joe, please… (got up from her seat) I just wanna be alone for awhile… Besides, I’m really having my menses now and there’s nothing I can give you
Me: Why did you say that dear? (in a sad tone) Is that how you really think of me?
Jess: I know you’re not just looking for sex, but sex is the only thing I can offer you. I have nothing else to give, do you understand? (getting impatient) Now please just leave me alone…
Not knowing how to reply her, I only nod my head to symbolise acknowledgement. I then saw her home and went home myself. I guessed… I needed another “conference” with myself….
[To be continued…..]
Final Installment
It has been 2 weeks, I didn’t get to see Jess after that night. I could slowly understand why Jess didn’t tell me any of her problems before, the reason was simple, even if she had told me, there was nothing much I could had done for her. Life for me when back to pretty much the usual. The dull routine life which I had before Jess came in to spice up my life. There was pretty much nothing to look forward to. With regards to Jess, there was only 1 question mark I had, why me? Why did she chose me over so many other more handsome or rich patrons she had.
I recounted the days I’ve spent with Jess, and was surprised that we had actually spent a good 5 months together. It never failed to bring my face to a happy arc whenever I thought of her mischievous face and occasionally when I would just burst into sudden laughter when I thought of her tyrannic behaviors on the bed. Just as I thought everything had come to an end, I received a call from Jess on a random Saturday night. She said she was around the area and asked if I could accompany her. Needless to mentioned, I agreed. So we met at Northpoint where we had our 1st proper, undisturbed dinner. She turned up wearing a long dress, with her long silky hair let down. It was the 1st time ever that I saw her in such an attire. She looks just like any pure innocent university graduate whom had just completed their degree. She was beautiful.
We didn’t talk about any of her issues during dinner. Instead, it was pretty much like the 1st night where we ate at eminent square. We chat about those happy days we had at the pub I knew her from. She told me she had met up some of her ex-colleagues from that pub recently and she happily updated me about some of their current life. After our dinner at the Japanese restaurant, I suggested going to Starbucks for a drink. She then came directly infront of me (we were walking side by side) and stared at me into my eye with her favorite glare and said…
Jess: Since when I’m a coffee person? If want to drink, also drink alcohol mah… (giggles)
Me: Oh… Haha… I thought tonight you looked so demure, maybe got a different liking mah…
Jess: So you mean I’m usually dressed very “chor lor” (uncouth) lah… Nevermind, later den you know (with her usual mischievous grin)
Me: No no no… Usually you dress more… erm… more…
Jess: More wad? Quick say
Me: (whispering into her ear) More sexy… (stole a breath of her long silky hair and wow, she smelt really nice)
Jess: (giggles) Then I wear like this not nice meh? You don’t like?
Me: Nice!! I like!!
Jess: You’re lucky you said nice, if not I’m going home now (back to her usual glare)
Me: Haha… Eh… But hor… around here no nice pubs leh… how?
Jess: Why not we buy some alcohol, then go over to your place?
Me: Hor hor… Someone is feeling naughty ya… (with a smile on my face)
Jess suddenly blushes, and hugged me. It was the 1st time I ever saw her blush. It was the 1st time we hugged in public and ironically, it was also the 1st time we hugged with clothes on. The feeling was so different, so pure.
Jess: (in a shy tone) Hug me dear, hug me tight (I could feel she put a little more strength in her hug)
Me: Is anything wrong dear?
Jess: Nope, nothing is wrong… I just wanna hug you
We hugged for quite awhile, luckily we were standing at the side of the mall’s pavement so we weren’t really getting in people’s way. But still we managed to garner ample glares from the passersby. Aunties were staring at us in disapproval while guys were staring at me with jealousy. We then went to the supermarket at the basement and bought 6 bottles of cider. I had originally wanted to cab home with her, but she insisted that we should slowly take a stroll back to my place. As we passed by the park outside Yishun Central, she took the initiative and hold my hands. We slowly walked home just like any other sweet couple. The feeling she gave me that night was simply fantastic.
We reached my place and we started to drink the cider we bought. Seated on the sofa in the living room, with her leaning on me and my hands around her lovely waist, we continued chatting on the topic of her ex-colleagues. She bitched about who she doesn’t like and who were her besties. I also updated on the other guys (other regular customers of the pub whom I met there and still is in contact with). We talked about almost everything, everyone, except about us. We happily chatted for about 2 hours and was into our last bottle of cider then she got up and went to the washroom. When I was left alone, I realised that this is the 1st time she remained clothed after reaching my house for 2 hours. She came out of the bathroom and stood at the kitchen entrance looking at me with a pinch of shyness. I got her hint, so I walked over, held her hands and led her back to the sofa.
We started to french as she warp her gentle hands around my neck. My hands were all over her, groping her with her clothes still on and caressing her back. We were kissing passionately like never before ironically, it was the 1st time we’re making out while still clothed. Going with the flow, I started working on her neck and ears, while my left hand was going into her dress and caressing her inner thigh. I could hear her soft moan when I used my tongue to fondle her ears, while her hands were caressing my chest and touching my groin area to check if I was getting a hard-on. Noting that I already have a semi-petrified manhood, she stopped me, took out my hand and said in a soft and shy tone suggesting that we should go to the room.
I stood up, held her hands and led her into the room. We sat on the bed looking into each others eye and she started giggling. I asked her why and she commented that our procedure that night was a little different from our usual but she’s enjoying it. She asked me if I liked it too with her eyes looking down just like a shy little girl. I replied her by tilting my head over and frenching her. We then embraced together and started frenching passionately over the next few minutes. We helped each another undress slowly while maintaining lip contact. We were both down to our undergarments when I push her back and made her lie down on the bed. I reached my hands below her back to undo her bra, gently removing it and started to lick her perky nipples.
I could hear her heavy breathing slowly turning into panting and letting out a soft moan as I worked on her nipples. As I noticed her perky nipples turning a little hard, I reached my hands into her panties and started to fondle her semi-wet cunt. Gently removing her panties, I started to paint her. I started slow & gentle and the speed picked up as she scratched my back and her moaning louder and louder. My manhood sprang out as she sat up to pull down my underwear. I pushed her back onto the bed and slowly crossed 1 knee cap across her body positioning my petrified weapon near her seductive mouth. She slide her body slightly lower and started to oral me while I continue to work on her clitoris and cunt.
I got tired after awhile as this wasn’t one of our usual position, so I asked her to get up while I lied down on the bed and commanded her to ride me. This was the 1st time I felt like a true man infront of Jess as it was the 1st time I took control. She obediently followed my instructions and gently sat on my tool. She gently rocked her body to & fro with a soft moan coming from her everytime she rocks forward. I could no longer control my curiosity and so I asked her….
Me: Dear ah, is everything ok?
Jess: Huh? yes ah? why leh?
Me: No la… it’s just… you’re just so different today
Jess: (giggles) but… I thought you liked it this way?
Me: Erm… yes and no dear, I like the original you too
Jess: (with watery eyes) really?
Me: definitely dear
Jess: (starts rocking her body violently on me) how about like this?
Me: woah… it feels good dear
Jess went back to pretty much the usual self after our little bed talk. We switched to doggie after awhile and seeing the usual (wild) her, I gave her all I got, packing every thrust with all the strength I could gather. Her moaning got really loud, probably the loudest I’ve ever heard from her. In fact, she seem to be screaming in pain which got me a little worried, so I paused and lowered my body to whisper in her ear asking if she was alright, my hand was groping her titties from behind at the same time. She replied me in her half panting state telling me not to stop. We were both perspiring like mad and I realised that I had forgotten to switch on the aircon when we got into the room. Without pausing this time, I asked her if I should go and turn on the aircon. Her reply really shocked me, she screamed at the top of her voice “no dear! don’t stop! don’t go!! don’t leave me now!!”. I really could sense something terribly wrong with her, but I continued my “attacks” on her as I didn’t want to break the flow.
After awhile I felt I was going to cum, so I took out my canon and ejected on her lovely hips. Drenched in our own sweat, she fell flat onto the bed while I fell beside her and both of us had a satisfied smile on our faces. She got out of the bed and went to turn on the aircon while I welcomed her back to the bed with open arms.
Me: (catching my breath) Dear, something is wrong with you today… are you sure everything is fine?
Jess: Don’t ask dear, everything is gonna be alright.
She then hugged me with all her remaining strength as thou she cannot bear to leave me
Jess: Hold me tight dear
Me: Please tell me what’s going on
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