We have been in the pool for a while so I suggested we go into the room. I’m fucking horny now and I guess and hope she is too. We went into the shower together.
N naughtily: Who said you can come in to shower with me?
Me: I booked the room so my rules.
She pouted again.
I dropped my swim shorts, lil bro soften a bit already. She took off her bikini top and bottom. I erected again at the sight of the smooth, brown, bare pussy and thick pussy lips. I turned on the water and we started to lather each other up with soap. We kissed, I ran my hands over her body, paying attention to her breasts as this is the first time I have seen them. She has a large areola with large and pointy nipples standing at attention. I played with them a bit, she moaned a little then I moved my right hand behind to soap her ass, into her ass crack and fingered her anus. She stopped me and said “no, don’t put inside”, so that’s my answer to whether I’m gonna fuck her anal style. No problem. While I was feeling her up, she was also massaging my balls and dick, making me rock hard.
My beastly instincts took over next. I commanded her to turn around, hands on the wall and bend her halfway. I bent my knees a little, held my dick and poked at the entrance of her pussy. I can sense her anticipation and hear her slight moans. I continued to do that, poke in and out without penetrating fully. Water creates friction so I wanted to do it slowly, get her wetter, get her lips to open a bit and her cunt juice out to get some lubrication. Then I alternated between poking and fingering. Her moans got louder and she was begging for it. I complied and penetrated fully.
“ahhhh…” We both let out a sound of anticipation and build up being released. We are a bit relaxed now, I was taking it slowly, pumping slowly and sensually. Her hips moved to match the rythm of my strokes. It feels great with hot water raining down on us gently as we are fucking. The rythm is established, position is firm then I got some shower gel and reached forward to lather up her boobs, soaping, caressing and playing with her nipples. I can she is enjoying the sensations running through her body and can see her hands trying to grip onto the wall but there wasn’t much grip and she switched one hand to grab onto the shower head holder.
This one is a moaner and possibly screamer. She cannot stop moaning, really cannot not that I am complaining. I cannot tahan much longer as I felt myself getting bigger or her pussy was tightening around my dick. She was bending lower gradually, thrusting harder backwards and I have to hold on to her hips.
N: ahhh…ahhhhhh…fuck…fuck me you motherfucker…ahhhh
N going higher pitch: harder and faster…ahhhh….shiok shiok…faster
I wrapped my right arm around the front of her waist and grabbed as much of her hair as I can with my left, pulled her head backwards. She turned and I saw her fuck face, our eyes met, I could see the intensity in hers and her in mine. She was gritting her teeth then biting her lips then almost screaming, back and forth back and forth…
N: ahhhh….ughhhh…oh yes yes…yes!!!
I fucked her hard while trying not to go too fast so I can still tahan.
Me: ughhhh!!! You fucking slut.
N: Yes! Yes! I’m your slut. I’m coming!! Coming!!! harder!!
I went harder and faster, almost as hard and fast as I can go then her body stiffened, eyes wider still, mouth opened and went “ughhhh!! Yes! Yes! Yes!” she kept screaming as I continued to fuck her and her orgasms kept coming. It was too much for me. I pulled out, turned her around and pushed her shoulders down at the same time. In her state of ecstasy, she seemed confuse and didn’t realise what was going on in that few seconds then I let out a scream myself and came. I held on to my dick and came on her face, some cum went into her mouth, some on her hair. I squeezed every drop out and I came a lot.
She took it all in her stride, giving me a very pleasant surprise. After I came, my body went limp and we were both panting. She looked at my smiling seductively as the shower was raining down on us.
N: Bastard.
Me: Slut.
N: Bastard why didn’t come inside?
Me: I come where I want. You are my slut.
N: Promise?
Me: Depends how you behave.
N: How many more times can you do?
Me: You will find out.
We were both smiling knowingly at each other as we washed ourselves clean of any cum. We put on the robes, stepped out for a smoke and I checked the time. Almost 2 hours past since she arrived. I made an excuse to pour more champagne and popped a pill. This will help me go a few more times.
We sat outside on the outdoor chairs smoking, drinking champagne and chatting. One of those bare all, honest conversations after a satisfying round of sex. I believe we have all experienced it. She asked questions about my CCAs, what my wife is like, etc. Then she shared how things changed for her since she turned 40.
N: I told you how sometimes I get very horny right?
Me: Uh huh
N: But I have been so fussy you know? Like this one cannot, that one don’t want. Not that there is a lot to choose but I just strike them out.
Me: Ok, I know what you mean.
N: Then when I think I want with a guy, I get so impatient if he does not take the lead, I strike him off.
Me: Why like that? You sending wrong signals ah?
N: No la. I think I’m quite direct but I know I’m also fussy. Like last night, I won’t do it in car. I just need to feel like I need enjoy it you know? You guys just want to ejaculate and that’s it. Always will enjoy but we ladies are different mah.
N: Oh and luckily you didn’t suggest Hotel 81 or one of those types. I will strike you off also.
Me: You make all men sound like sluts. Haha
N: Man slut. Hahahaa. So many of you are please.
With that, my left hand held her right hand, we leaned in for a kiss while my right hand slipped inside her robe to caress her left boob. I feel myself erecting again.
I used my hand inside the robe to loose it and open it up then broke from the kiss. I asked her to lie back while taking one knee and lifting her her legs off the ground. She giggled and put a finger in her mouth. I plant soft kisses on her tummy down to her pussy lips then I licked her clit. She let out a “mmmm…” then I kissed around her groin and inner thigh area, avoiding her pussy. Who doesn’t love a cleanly washed pussy? Another few “mmmm…” from her. I used my lips to pinch on her inner thigh. This is a sensitive area for most people. Softly and sensually I worked at it. I love doing this because any woman who love to have their pussy eaten love it. Sensing her stiffening and shaking just so slightly, I went for her pussy.
I licked on her pussy lips to loosen them up and she open a little wider so I can get easier access. A few licks and my tongue could taste the first formations of her juice in her pussy. I continued licking slowly as she moaned a bit louder. Anyone who booked the verandah room upstairs will have heard us and then seen me eating her from their window. It didn’t bother us and I only hope no one complains.
I kept at it, licking and tongue fucking her pussy. She’s getting louder. “Ahhh…fuck…fuck…yes…fuck…you bastard…” she kept going and her cunt juice is flowing more. My face is now covered in her sweet smelling and tasting juice. I am fucking turned on I’m about to fuck her outdoors but not yet. I still want to pleasure her. I start to suck on her pussy lips which jolted her a bit. She pushed into my face, her legs closed in on my head and she moaned, very loudly. I kept sucking at them to create a throbbing kind of feeling on her pussy and she squeezed my head tighter still.
I’m getting suffocated now given she is not of slender build so her thighs are thicker than any FBs I have had. My head is buried deeply and firmly, her legs like a vice which my hands are trying to pry open so I get some air. This is turning out to be a battle and she has no idea I’m suffocating. She is in a her of her own, grabbing on her boobs, moaning away in pleasure. Finally I freed my head for a second panting, catching my breath, she did the same too. Then she purred and said “that’s so fucking good, don’t stop” so I went back to it this time I put my right hand in between her left thigh and my face so I can pry open her pussy a bit even when she grips my head. I went back at it, this time harder sucks, careful not to use any teeth. She is so far gone in ecstasy I don’t think she remembers her name. She is beyond the point of caring if anyone heard or seen and I also lost count of the number of times she came as she shuddered and jerked a lot. Finally after a long while, she begged me to stop. Totally breathless, in between panting she said “baby please stop, I need to rest. My heart is beating too fast and I think I lost too much liquids”. This has been a fucking great battle unlike any I have been in and I’m completely satisfied. I checked the time and it’s past 1am. I ate her for more than an hour!!
I went to rinse my face and when I came out, I saw her still slumped in the chair, bathrobe still open, legs still a little open, her pussy in its full glory, arms by her side and breathing heavily. I went to sit down, covered her up and lit a cigarette. She hauled herself up and did the same.
N: You fucking bastard. I almost died.
Me: You thought you almost died. I really almost died. You were suffocating me.
N: Hahaaa…so sorwee…I had no idea. Its your fault la.
Me: My credit you mean?
N: Bastard.
Me: Slut. Scream so loud now everyone knows what we are doing here. Hopefully no one complain.
N: Complain what? We give them free show. If they want to join also can.
Me: Hahaaa…I’ll make a note of that.
N: I think next door is occupied. I saw lights when I came, upstairs don’t seem occupied.
I was still having some erection and she clearly can see my dick. We kissed again after the cigarette then she reached inside my robe and started to massage my dick which prop it to full attention again.
N innocently and seductively: May I?
Me: It is my pleasure slut.
I stood up with robes opened and she sat back on her chair, took my dick is swallowed it whole. A few quick expert blows with good suction then she caress my balls and started licking my shaft and head. “ahhhh….” I let out a moan. She is good, blowing me like she is eating an ice cream. She knows exactly what she is doing. After a while, she went to kiss and suck on my balls while jerking on my dick. Then she took my dick halfway into her mouth and did the tongue swirling action inside.
Me: ughhhhh!!! Fuck that’s good!
I put one hand on her head and started fucking her mouth. “Look at me you slut” I commanded her. Our eyes locked. Such a turn on, those big dark blue eyes (she’s wearing blue color contacts) staring as she is working hard at blowing me, returning the favour, trying to pleasure me like how I gave her and it feels amazing. It’s turning her on also as she adjust her position a bit and moved the other hand to play with her pussy.
I can last much long standing up compared to lying down so I was totally enjoying every blow and suck. I picked up speed fucking her mouth and gagged her like how they do it in porn. The sight of her gagging and still maintaining eye contact is priceless and huge turn on. Sensing I may come sooner than I wanted, I wanted to pull out but she slapped away my hand then my thigh indicating she isn’t done yet. She held my very hard rod, licked my small head like licking a popsicle. I really feel like I could come soon so I commanded her to stop and she snuck in a few more blows and licks before she stood up.
I moved behind her, got her to bend over so now her hands are on the arms of the chair for support. Then I inserted her standing doggie style. I went in essily as she was wet as rain. She started moaning from the time I entered and I kept pumping. I’m not going to be soft and sensual now. I fucked her hard, slow, hard strokes. I slapped her right ass cheek once.
Me: You like it? You are enjoying it right?
N purring: Ughhh…yess…yesss
Me: Are you my slut?
N: Ughhhh
I slap her right ass cheek again. Pull all the way out, went in hard and all the way and again and again…The chair isn’t heavy and kept moving so the constant adjustments were a bit annoying. I pulled out and she seemed confused why I did that. I motioned her that we have to move the chair against a wall. Once we got there, she bent her over automatically and we restarted. The few seconds break was all I need to last longer. Perfect. She can adjust to her most comfortable position and I can go hard as I like. She is by now moaning full on again. Her hands grabbing on to the chair tightly, cursing in between moans and getting breathless again. I love how wet she is getting.
One last manoveur as I sense a few more pumps and I will come. I turned her around, I moved to sit on the edge of the chair while she straddle me. My aim is to go deeper. The cowgirl is coming soon as per her cursing “fuck I’m gonna cum…fuck fuck” as she rode me hard. I held on to the arms of the chair next to her hands on each side, timed her riding and thrusted upwards. I didn’t last very at all. A few more thrusts and our bodies both stiffened, I grabbed her by the hips, using all my strength, hoisting all 55kg of her as she grabbed me around my back, I thrust another few times and we both screamed and reached an epic orgasmic climax together.
Nothing beats the first time so I won’t drag out the story. Second night was pretty much similar. We went three rounds again. N is a good FB. She has kids, career and having someone who can fulfill her sexually without the baggage ties it all together and I see it as a win-win.
That’s how I chalked up one more FB before the year closed out. It’s been a good year on this front.
As I mentioned in another thread, I’ll jot down another FB story (now ex-FB) though and it started in 2012.
The year was 2011 September, I was single then and having the best time a single guy can have. It was a regular friday night out with 2 buddies of mine. As we commonly do, we will rock up to the vip/member line to gain entry at a popular club in town. Along the way, we will scan the line to see if there are hot girls in the line who we can help skip the queue. On this occassion, we saw 2 girls, 1 hot and the other average so we made contact. True enough, they were delighted they did not have to queue.
Once inside, we asked if they wanted to join us for a drink. Being well brought up Singaporeans, they said “sure” with a smile and also out of courtesy since we helped them skip a long line. They have friends somewhere inside the club they said so they will go look for them after one drink. Z is the hot one and B is the average one.
Z stands at 1.6m tall, has thick long black hair, fair and smooth skin. Her face shape, big, black and beautifully round eyes, nose and mouth are all put together rather perfectly. She really is very pretty, very syt-type pretty and not glamourous-type pretty. You know how a lot of girls use apps on phones to make their eyes bigger, rounder on photos? Z doesn’t need the app. In fact, if the app needed a real-life sample, it would be using her eyes as it. Her body looks to be fit and toned, much time spent in the gym probably. Very well shaped, sexy ass shown off by a tight mid-thigh length skirt and her 90mm heels accentuated her posture. BUT, there is always a BUT…her boobs seem small. It’s quite easy to tell she tried to push up to force a cleavage inside the tight sleeveless top she is wearing but the boobs are small. Likely an A-cup or a small B.
All 5 of us sat at our table big enough to accomodate another 5 persons. I was talking to Z, my buddies chatting with a few acquaintances and B was sitting next to Z, looking at her phone, largely ignoring us and so she was ignored. Typical behaviour of an unfriendly and overly suspicious/jealous friend of a much hotter girl.
Z as it turns out is quite young compared to me. She is as surprised as I was when we revealed each other’s ages. She in her early 20s and me in my mid 30s, more than 10 years difference. She is in a shitty job while studying for her degree part time and she was asking lots of questions about my job after she found out what I do for a living. I was talking up my experiences and I was drawing her in. One drink, two and Z was finishing her third when just at that moment, B interrupted us to say their friends have been waiting for a while in the non-members area. Z apologised and said she will be back. I just shrugged, tapped her on her arm and said “nice to meet you. Enjoy your night” and turned away first before she did.
The night went on well and before too long, our table was crowded with friends and friends of friends. Then in a distance, I saw Z making her way through the crowd with B tagging along. We did not make eye contact, I pretended not to see her until she came by to tap me on my arm. I acted surprise to see her, welcome her back to our little party and introduced the couple I was speaking with.
She pulled me in close to speak into my ear. I could smell her scent on her neck, unmistakeable Victoria Secret, I like it. I put my hand on her lower back, just above where her thong is suppose to be, bend a little to listen to her. She asked politely with some shyness if there was anyway I can bring her friends into the members area. I shrugged and said “sure” readily. I took her hand in mine and led her through the crowd with B following closely behind. I slipped the other hand into my pocket and took out a fifty wrapped in my palm.
(Basic party rule of thumb: Always be ready to tip or pay so always have notes in your pocket or pockets organised in a way you know which are the 10s, 50s and maybe 100s. Keep a card loose also. There are not many more unglamorous things in a club than seeing a guy fumble with his wallet)
When we reached where the bouncer was stationed, I let go of her hand, put my hand over the back to the other shoulder of the bouncer while extending my other hand to shake his. He readily extended his hand. He could feel the dollar note then I asked into his ear if he can let the few people standing just outside into the members area. He smiled, nodded and ushered them in. A well rehearsed move and he has been the beneficiary of quite a lot of 50s from my group. I held Z’s hand in mine again and led them through the crowd to our table. It took a few seconds, no negotiation or lame excuses, etc…other unglamorous acts. Simple, straightforward money for a favour, everyone’s happy.
We danced a little, we drank more and chatted even more. My friends were also chatting with Z so she was having a great time with us. Her friends were mostly left alone and it was clear one of the guys like her but Z ignored him most of the night. My friends and I left to go for supper a little past 3am but not before Z and I exchanged phone numbers. Halfway through supper, I received a whatsapp from Z.
Z: hey, where are you?
Me: Having supper at Tanjong Pagar.
Z: We just got to Mcdonalds. You want to come over?
Me: Nah. We are finishing up here and going a night cap before heading home.
Z: Where? Still partying??
Me: Somewhere nearby, quiet. Our friend’s bar.
Z: Can I come?
Me: Sure if you want.
Z: I check with my friends.
One minute later…
Z: Sorry, they all want to go home.
Me: No worries. Nice meeting you tonight. Get home safe.
Z: Thanks and very nice to meet you too.
Next day I woke up, sent her a text…
I flirted with her a bit over whatsapp and she reciprocated with a bit of cheekiness also. Just enough to get her to a point she feels relaxed enough to meet up. We agreed I will pick her up later for a casual dinner. When I saw her, I liked what I saw. She looked fresh, like she just showered, light make up compared to the night before, dressed in a t-shirt, denim shorts and slippers. She is naturally beautiful and does not need any makeup actually. She was a bit shy when she got in the car since we just only met the night before.
We talked about the night before and had a good laugh. True enough, her friend B was not happy she did not get any attention and the guys also felt it was not much of a night out. B was pretty jealous it seems and was bitching about me over supper. Allegedly about how I was possessing her and was behaving like a dirty old man. I laughed about it since she did not feel that way at all herself. After a 15 minute ride, we arrived at an outdoor bar and restaurant in the east.
It was a much better environment to talk compared to inside a club. Here, we continued to talk about things I have experienced and she is going through. Basically balancing work and studies. She is an only child and even though they live in a condo, her father is quite old and going to stop working soon and her mother is a housewife. She feels a strong responsibility to provide for them once that happens and very worried about her prospects.
I shared with her my experiences and gave her some advice. She has been looking around for another job but has not been fruitful because most employers will not hire someone while waiting for them to finish her degree. We kept talking and while I maintained eye contact, occasionally patting her arm or just light touches when dishing out advice. All this time, I was actually looking at her big round eyes “talking” to me as she was relaying her story, her ih-so-pretty face and her smooth and fair skin almost glowing, I keep thinking about how it would be like if we have sex.
We breezed through a pint of beer and some food and soon were talking like we are close friends. I was positive about my chances about sex, maybe not tonight but very soon.
As we were having our second beer, the topic switched to relationships. She asked why I was single at my age given my apprent eligibility. I didn’t reveal too much though I said a lot. I felt she wasn’t ready yet. Then I found out on top of her family and work situation, she only broke up with someone a few weeks ago. Her emotional state must be very fragile. She was with the guy for almost 3 years but eventually see no future with him. They are the same age but very immature. Guys naturally mature later. Apprently he prioritise his time for games, his beloved car, friends then her. She also does not like that he did not have aspirations at all so she called it off.
Soon, I started to feel some sympathy for her and I feel like I want to help her, sort of like a mentor to her. Get her back on her feet at least emotionally. Pretty syt like her can easily be taken advantage. At the same time, I started to feel maybe she can be a good girlfriend and I kept that in mind.
We chatted till late in the night. I was giving her advice and guidance also on relationship matters as she was telling me about a few guys who are courting her at the same time. I think she could tell I genuinely want to guide her along. I wasn’t telling her what is right or wrong, more how to react, behave so as not to be taken advantage. We were building trust and friendship, not exactly what I had in mind but I can live with it if it means she can be a stronger person with better clarity. I sent her home around 1am. We hugged and kissed on the cheeks then I left.
Monday came round and she texted me in the afternoon to ask if I’m free for dinner. I didn’t reply for a while and was thinking about it…At this stage, I was having an affair with FWB and there are also a couple of other FBs in my life. In all of them, we add value to each other meaning I give but also receive value and benefits. Sexually I am not lacking or really in need so I ask myself what she can do for me because I see myself giving a lot and not sure if I’m going to receive much or any value at all. Eventually I think about her situation and emotional state, my heart soften and I agreed.
She came to meet me at my office building since her office is nearby then we went for dinner. She was getting further and further drawn into what I had to “teach” her on handling relationships both personally and professionally. I can tell from the look on her face and her body language. I’m struggling a bit because I was thinking if she feels I am too old for her. I wasn’t in love with her, more like in the in-between stage where I’m not sure the direction I want to go with this. In any case, the possibility of sex with her has gone from positive to somewhere that is very negative.
After dinner, she asked if she can go and see where I live. I perk up a bit, maybe have a chance but I know this can also be a basic test. She wants to assess if I am what I say I am so far…single and living alone. I agreed readily, got the check and went to my place.
“Wow, nice place! So this is the shag pad you bring your girls” she exclaimed. She went to the balcony and was enjoying the bit of breeze and unblocked views. I poured us a glass of white wine each and we stood in the balcony. I found myself admiring her beauty again as she leaned on the balcony rail, smiling, a little bit of wind just blowing in her face lifting her hair up a little, she seems to be enjoying the moment of serenity. A nice moment I thought to myself. Then I went for it, no point wasting time.
Facing her on the balcony, she turned to look at me. Our eyes locked, we smiled at each other, my right hand reached out to hold her left hand gently then I leaned in to kiss her.
She siam!
Z: Hey! Hahaaa…you think I come here and you can do anything?
Me, keeping calm as hell, forcing a laughter: Just testing to see if the hours I spent talking to you worked or not.
Z: Of course! I decided I am not going into any relationship or jump into sex just because the guy wants it.
Me: Cheers to that.
Inside me I was cursing the whole night until I dropped her off at her home.
We chatted over whatsapp the next couple of days. Mostly initiated by her as I have pretty much wrote off my own chances and trying to convince myself to take on the “mentor” role for her own benefit. Thursday came and she asked to meet again after work. I sort of reluctantly agreed to meet a bit later because I have a FB coming over my place after work. I got to Z’s place a little past 9pm and we went to small bar in the neighbourhood.
She wanted to talk about this guy who just asked her to be his gf. I know she has some liking for him but she isn’t sure about jumping so fast into another relationship. So I analysed the situation and possible scenarios for her. She acknowledged and took in everything I said then…
Z: What about you?
Me: What about me?
Z: I mean you and me.
Me: You know I’m happy being single and free.
Z: Ya but you must think about settling down. You are getting older.
Me: Everyone is but I’m not in a rush to commit.
She kept silent and looked disappointed. I was disappointed also that she might be using another guy to play off me, suss out what I might do. I told her that, she kept silent then I initiated we go home.
In the car, she seemed down and in deep thoughts. I felt a bit bad but she had to know. Then as I turned to go into her place…
Z: Why did you want to kiss me? You treat me like your other flings right?
Me: If I did I wouldn’t spend all those hours talking to you and just talking.
Z: Then why? I thought after that day you might be the one.
Me: I like you, that’s clear but I’m not sure about how much yet and not sure about you. You are not ready for another relationship and I am not going to be that rebound guy.
We reached her lobby. She turned and stare at me in silence as if waiting for me to say something else. I looked straight back at her, my heart softened, I touched her on the side of her face and told her “You have all the time in the world. If it’s meant to be him, me or anyone else, you will know it in time to come”. Then we hugged and said goodnight.
Three minutes after I drove off just as I was about to get onto the expressway, my phone rang. It was Z.
Me: Hey, you alright?
Z: Yes yes. I’m sorry about just now.
Me: No worries. It’s ok.
Z: I should have asked you to come up.
Me: It won’t be right.
Z: No no. I really wanted you to come up.
Me: So do you want me to turn back now?
Z: Yes, turn back.
(Her parents are away on a short holiday so this only means one thing)