Would like to share my stories with all brudders here. Those who like it, please enjoy it. Those who don’t, just ignore it. No need to bother about the authenticity of it.
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The year was 1999. I was 34 and have been married for 5 years with no children. Life was mundane for me. It was typically work, go home, watched TV and sleep. Other than the regular Friday hangout with my kakis for drinks, I had zero excitement in my life. My sex life had deteriorated to a point where it was like once a month, if I was lucky. Even when I was lucky, it was a quick and mundane affair. There was neither much foreplay nor sexy dressing on my wife part. Despite all this, I remained stupid and faithful. Even when I was overseas, I went back to my hotel to sleep while my colleagues went out to cheong. Other than my wife, I had never had any other women in my life. While I loved her very much, my heart was aching, yet I didn’t dare step beyond that boundary of extra marital affairs. I was about to resign myself to a life of sexual boredom when Janet came into my life and changed me totally.
Janet was an ex-staff of mine who resigned from the company 2 years ago to be a full-time housewife. Her husband’s business was doing well and she decided to quit to focus on bring up her 2 children, the eldest whom was about to enter Primary 1. If my wife was boring, Janet was the exact opposite. Tall, pretty, well endowed (34C, I reckoned), intelligent and open-minded, she was a woman man would die for to have as a wife. While she flirted around with guys in the office verbally, she was also fiercely faithful to her husband. She clearly knew where to draw the line and all the guys knew that while she would joke and flirt around with you, she was never going to bed anyone of us. Though she was working under me, we were close friends and I did shared my sexual woes with her. I was sad when she left and I guess I felt the lost of the occasional zaogengs as much as the lost of a friend. We stayed in contact for a while but soon it has been over a year since I last heard from her. While I wanted very much to meet her up occasionally, the “chicken” in me stopped me dead in my tracks.
It was a Friday and I was looking forward to my drinking session in the night when I got a call from Janet. I was both surprised and delighted when she asked if I was free that evening and that she wanted to have dinner with me. Without a moment of hesitation, I agreed and we hung up the phone after confirming the dinner location. I immediately cancelled my outing with my friends despite all the aeroplane jokes that came my way. Hell, I wasn’t going to miss a dinner session with my goddess, no matter what those guys said.
Soon it was 7.30pm and I was seated at the dinner place, looking out eagerly like I was on my first date for Janet to arrive. She soon arrived, wearing a short sleeveless dress that greatly accentuated her assets. We set down, ordered our food and a bottle of wine and were soon making small talk as we wine and dine away. Time flew as we chatted, actually I was telling her more of my life in the last 1 year while she didn’t seem to want to talk much about herself. It was already 9pm when we finished our dinner and got down to slowly finished our wine when she suddenly told me she was having financial trouble and needed my help.
It seemed that her husband’s business failed last year following the Asian Financial crisis and that he was now working in China, earning barely enough to make end’s meet and paying off his debts. Janet wanted to know if there was any chance of coming back to work for me as she too had difficulties finding a job in the current bad market situation. Seems like they have sold of most of their assets, saved for the condo and that she was now living with her kids at her mom’s place. She was having trouble keeping up with their condo monthly payments and could not find anyone willing to buy over the condo at a reasonable price. I was in great conflict. While I was sad to hear of her predicament, I was also glad that misfortune had befallen her arrogant husband, who had in the past looked down on me. The beast in me wanted to see him fall further but the angel in me told me I had to help my lovely goddess.
I told Janet honestly that I would not be able to take her in as the company was also undergoing cost cutting measures but I offered to help her look around my clients or suppliers to see if there were any opportunities. I asked her how much was her monthly payment for the condo and she told me it was $2,500 a month. I told her I would loan her $10,000 to help her tide the next 3 months while helping her to secure a job. I also offered to help her get my agent friend to look for either prospective buyers or rental. Initially, she rejected my loan offer but after much convincing, she finally accepted and I could sense her lively spirits returning as part of her problems was solved.
By now, it was already approaching 10pm and I suggested that I give her a ride home as well as write her that cheque while in the car. I paid for the dinner and we were soon in our car. I wrote the cheque and passed it to her and was driving out of the car park when she asked if I was in the rush to go home. I told her no as I was usually out until 2am on Fridays, in which she suggested we go for a drink. I was immensely happy with her suggestion and we went to a pub where I was sure none of my kakis would around. We started drinking and talked about all the fun time we had in the office in the past and as the night went along, we became tipsy and less inhibited. Soon we were sitting very close together with my arms around her shoulders. Time past quickly and it was soon after midnight. I wasn’t expecting anything. Being able to just spend the night holding her close to me was sufficient. Though I was hard as a stone down there, I knew it was purely fantasy on my part. I decided that it was time to go and soon we were on our way part to her mom’s place in Bedok. We didn’t talk much while in the car. I was pleasantly surprise when she asked if I mind going down to East Coast beach to catch some fresh air before she going home. I would be a fool to say no. In no time, my car was parked and we were sitting on a bench in a very secluded spot.
For more than 15 minutes, we didn’t talk but just sat there enjoying the cool breeze listening to the relaxing sound of the waves. Suddenly, she turned to face me and spoke nervously.
“Ben, I am sincerely touched by what you have done for me. All night I was fighting against wanting to return your favour but I just can’t do something unfaithful to my husband. I am very lost.” She said sadly.
“Look Janet. I helped you not because I was expecting something. I know your strong loyalty to your husband. I helped you because I have always treated you as a friend.”
“I know that Ben. Most other men I know would have taken advantage of my situation. It is precisely because you have behaved like a real gentleman that I feel so guilty. Please tell me. Is there anything I can do to return the favour without having me to do something unfaithful to my husband.” She almost pleaded.
“Come on Janet. You don’t have to feel guilty at all. Although you know of my own frustrations with my wife, can I still be called a friend if I make you do things that would make you unfaithful to your husband?” I asked
There was a moment silence. In my head, I was thinking what a fool I was. Here was a great chance to at last have a taste of my goddess and I was pretending to be cool. My cock was as hard as it could ever be and here I was trying to pass over an excellent opportunity. God, was I really a gentleman or simply “chicken shit”? The silence that continued seemed to last for eternity. Suddenly, her hands move down to my belt and she started to unbuckle me.
“What are you doing?” I asked without making any attempts to stop her.
“I have thought about it and I feel the least I can do is to at least masturbate for you. I can still live with it and I don’t think I am being really unfaithful to my husband this way.” She said as she continued her actions.
I didn’t know what to say nor do. I just froze as she unhooked my pants and unzipped me. Reaching into my undies, she pushed them down slightly and gently pulls out my hardened cock. She then started a slow rubbing rhythm as I just laid back enjoying the sensation of being touched by another woman for the first time in my life. I was both excited having my cock in the hands of my goddess and fearful of being seen. I took a look around to reassure myself that we were alone. She continued her slow rubbing motion. A minute passed by as she started to increase her tempo. The greed in me took over my rationality (I guess the alcohol had an effect too) and I risked losing it all when I suddenly stop her motions and said nervously,
“Janet, I know I am asking too much but er, would you mind sucking it for me?”
“If that makes you happy, I don’t mind.” She replied without much hesitation.
I merely nodded my head and she slowly bend downwards towards my cock. My heart kept pumping harder as she slowly brought her mouth downwards and slowly but surely, started taking it into her mouth. Inch by inch it went in until she could take in no more and started a slow but sensational sucking action on my manhood. I was by now trembling with delight as I finally had my first blowjob (yes guys, sadly, my wife had never given me one in all these years).
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She went about sucking with great skills, varying between fast and slow. By now, my pants have been lowered to my lap and she was alternating between sucking my cock and licking my balls. I was by now extremely turned on and whatever inhibitions I had previously had all but disappeared. I didn’t know how she would react but I instinctively stretch out my hands and began groping her breast through her dress. She didn’t seem to mind and continued what she was doing as I went about massaging her breast. I didn’t really give a damn that 2 layers of fabric separated her breast and my hands. The thought of finally cupping those wonderful balls of her was simply heavenly.
A few more minutes passed and when she stopped sucking me and sat up, looking into me with those smiling and lovable eyes. I leaned forward and kissed her lips. She returned my kiss and in no time, we were locked in deep kisses as her hand reached for my cock and continued to rub me. I decided to risk it further and started to unbutton her dress. The first one came off easily with no reaction from her. The second came off just as easily and in no time, 3 of her buttons were undone. I reached into her dress and caressed her breast again. Now only her bra stood in my way from the real flesh. We continued to kiss as our tongues explore deep into our respective mouth. She increased the momentum of rubbing my cock as I slid my hands over the top of her bra and cupped her entire breast. I had finally reached my destination. I was now groping her breast in flesh. The sensation was indescribable. I was reaching a high. I could feel the tension in balls building up. I knew it wouldn’t be long before I exploded. I broke away from our kiss and gently lowered her head towards my groin. She seemed to knew what I want and immediately engulf my cock inside her mouth. She continued her deep sucking while I massage her breast and tickle her nipples. The heat was building up in me. I knew I was going to cum. I moan softly as I whispered to her that I was cumming. I didn’t want her to stop as I wanted to cum in her mouth but I was afraid she would mind. She didn’t seem to want to stop as she continued to suck even harder and faster. The feeling was just incredible; as though it was the first time I was experiencing an orgasm. I held back as long as I could before I shot out a huge load that hit the back of her throat. She didn’t stop and continued to suck as I laid back and relax my muscles. She continued to suck out whatever semen I had left in my cock before sitting up to face me. Her mouth was filled with my own cum and her saliva. I was about to reach for tissues from my pocket when she gulp down the entire contents that were in her mouth. God, she swallows!
She leaned on to my shoulders as we just sat there in a state of semi undress. I continued to gently massage her breast and nipples for a few more minutes before she sat up again and motioned me to stop. Re-arranging her bra back into position, she started to button up while I began pulling up pants as well. Once we were dressed properly, she turned to face me again.
“Did you enjoy it?” She asked lovingly.
“Yes Janet. I enjoy it very much. I have not had such an enjoyable ejaculation in a long time.” I replied.
“I am afraid that is the furthest I can do for you without me feeling really guilty that I had been unfaithful to my husband.”
“I know Janet. I am already very happy that you went beyond just masturbating me. I wouldn’t dare ask for more.”
“So long as you enjoyed it, I feel satisfied. At least I don’t feel as if I had gotten your help for free.” She said.
“Not at all Janet. You have more than make up for it. Shall we go?” I suggested.
She nodded her head and we soon on the way back to her place. We didn’t say anything along the way. I finally reached to her block. I stop the car by the side and turned to face her.
“Janet, I know this is asking for too much but do you think we can do this again in the future?” I asked.
“So long as we keep to just like what we did tonight, I am okay. Just don’t force me to go beyond this level.” She replied firmly.
“Of course. To be able to have what I had tonight would be enough. I wouldn’t dare expect anything more.”
“Just give me a call if you want to meet up again. Do give me a few days notice in advance as I have to make sure my mom is available to take care of my kids.” She replied with a smile.
“Sure my dear. Good night then and have a good rest. Let me know if you need anymore help.” I said.
She leaned forward to kiss my lips and bid me goodbye. Soon she was out of the car and I was on my way home.
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This was just the incident that changed my life totally. If brudders here like what you have read, I would try to find time to continue with my encounters with Janet as well as my other affairs that includes my classmate from my part time night class and wife’s sister, just to name a few.
Hi guys. I have already posted the continuation but that was when I was still under moderation. I guess that post will take a day before it appears. Sorry for that.
Would be checking back to read further posts. Nice thread. Good buildup and writing. Up you liao. erm… I meant points.
Good story. Lets hope High Morals bros who frequent SBF will not come round to discredit you or throw mud.
I tend to believe many stories in SBF to be real or partially real and that those who inform others that their stories are fake, are just trying not to invite too much criticism from High Moral bros of SBF.
Please continue with your story, a great story in the making.
Maybe, film companies could get some inspiration here to produce films based on the stories shared here.
I fired away whatever verbal abuse I could think of at the man in the picture.
“Oh god Eric. Your wife’s pussy is so tight. Hey asshole, I am fucking your wife. Damn shiok man,” I said softly, as if I was really talking to a man whom I instinctively disliked.
“Yes baby. Oh, see how my big cock fucked her pussy, Eric. Wow, see how much my huge rod satisfy her, unlike your short piece of junk,” I continued away.
My machismo was revived. I was feeling good again. The thought of Eric seeing me fuck his wife increased my adrenalin (gee, a man in lust could conjure all sorts of ridiculous images to spur themselves on). I was getting hot again. I grabbed her breasts, careful not to press them too hard so as not to wake her up. I continued to pump furiously into her pussy as I felt my balls tightening. I was about to cum. The thought that I finally proved I could cum a second time spurred me on. I thrust a few more times before shooting out another hot load of cum into her. I was spent. I remove my cock and continued to hold her in position. I watched with glee as small streams of my semen ooze from her pussy. I stretched my hand out to collect the dripping cum and spread down all over her pussy. I lowered ass down and flip her on to her back. I used my finger to wipe the remaining droplets of cum from her pussy and spread them all over her bush.
I had completed another round of perverted act. I had done things I didn’t believe I was capable before. I was a beast. I was convinced that when I fucked her the first time, she was aware that someone was screwing her, though she might have mistaken the guy to be her husband. The second time was different. She was totally unconscious. It was paramount rape. No, it was rape. I had raped her. I had committed an unlawful act, something that I had been so afraid of in the past. I covered her with a blanket and switched off the lights. No, I had already planned how I was going to lie my way out of my predicament. Come morning, I was going to put up a show worthy of an Oscar award. I placed the picture back into her wallet and went back to the bathroom to clean myself up and headed to the balcony for another smoke. It was already 2am. I finished my cigarette and walked back into the living room. I sat her bra lying at the corner. A childish idea came to me. I picked it up and hid it behind the TV console. Wonder how it is going to be like when she leaves in the morning without her bra. I went back to the bedroom stood by the bed. She was lying on her back but the sheets had dropped below her breasts. Despite only having moonlight shining on to her body, the beauty of her face and the contours of her huge melons were clearly visible. I was having another hard on. It was barely 15 minutes ago that I had just ejaculated for the second time. Do I still have what it takes to have a third shot? I was now in unknown land. I was totally inexperience to such things. Since young, I have heard ridiculous stories that one would ejaculate blood if there were no more sperm inside their balls (I was a real moron at that time). Heck, who cares? By now, I was game enough to try anything.
I pulled off my shorts again and knelt down besides her. I aimed my cock at her face and started masturbating myself. I reached forward to caress her breast as I rubbed my cock vigorously. I conjure up all sorts of erotic sexual acts I was doing to Janet in my mind as I fired soft verbal abuses at Eric. I guess the thought of doing all sorts of despicable acts to Eric’s wife got me going and soon I could feel the tingling sensation building up. I gave my cock a few more hard rubs and soon a trickle of cum shot out on to her face. I spread the few droplets on the sides of her face and squeeze one last drop of cum from the tip of my cock on to her lips. I wiped my cock on to her nipples and laid down opposite of her. Soon I was fast asleep.
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That’s the final installment of that night’s incident. I am not sure if my writing style is suitable and whether if it is interesting reading for brudders here. If brudders here like such long narration, I will try to go on. If not, then I shall stop.
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Originally Posted by
yanki1
wahahahahahha. for me if were to buy clothes for my gf, i dun like leh i prefer to see on the streets. more like a surprise to me. if i buy, i would have guess the outlook of it so not so cock-rising anymore. in my case la
sometime the wife give me surprise all very shiok but hor when see credit bill lagi shiok man … sure to faint one. see outside good lah but can see cannot touch very siong to tahan.
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Originally Posted by
Gabrielle
Bro..
Great writing skill, it’s almost addictive..
As much as I do not agree with your tactic of drowning her in alcohol to get you there, but I am quite sure that at the rate it was going, with or without alcohol, she will give it to you one day.
Well done anyway!
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Originally Posted by
Sinfulman
Another masterpiece… although I don’t agree to unconsented sex… But your story line packs power with the ablity to bring in so much details…. The first part of your story reminds me of myself too….. Very well writen…. Cheers you are equally Sinful………..
Thank you brudder Gabrielle and brudder Sinfulman for your compliments. Yes, drowning her with alcohol and having unconsented act was truly cowardly. I offered no excuse. At that point, I was a mad man consumed with only lust to screw the woman of my dreams. I am not here to seek glory for my beastly act nor am I encouraging others to follow suit. I just hope to provide reading pleasure to all of you.
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ricardo
sometime the wife give me surprise all very shiok but hor when see credit bill lagi shiok man … sure to faint one. see outside good lah but can see cannot touch very siong to tahan.
hmm ya lo haiz man are hard to satisfly.
now i know why threadstarter call himself blackheart liao … wow u really black heart man. dead wood oso attack but i like the story so would not care too much. i want to know what happen when she wakes up