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Both of us remained silent as we looked at what was going on in that car. My van’s elevated position meant that we could see everything clearly.
The women was reclined at a 45 degree angle on the passenger seat. Her man was on top, as he furiously groped her breasts through her clothes, their lips locked, and her hands dangling in the air, arms around his neck. Soon his hands moved down under her skirt. All i could see was the skirt moving wildly with his hands underneath.
Y had remained totally silent, her eyes glued on the couple. I took the opportunity to put my arms around her slim waist. No resistance as she continued to watch the couple intently. Her thin waist, which i had fantasized so much about, felt so great to hold.
I slowly inched my hand up from her waist to her left breast, first brushing with my fingers, and then cupping it softly. No resistance. I slowly massaged it, gradually building up speed. Soon, i could hear her breathing starting to become heavier.
Seeing that she was enjoying the breast massage, i slowly went in with my lips to hers. She returned it with a few light pecks on my lips, before locking our lips together for a good tongue action. We kept it slow, tasting and circling each other’s tongue with very slow movements.
I pushed her against the backrest of the seat, and with a one swift movement on the knob, pushed her down to a lying position, our lips never broken apart. She rested one hand behind my head, pushing me in to kiss her deeper.
After a near 10 minute tongue fight, i got her to move behind to the cargo area of the van. I had a small mattress at the back for my family members to sit on when i carry them at the back. I got Y to lie down on the mattress, and we continued our tongue fight.
I broke the kiss soon, and started kissing and licking her around her neck. Y threw her head back and hugged my head tightly. At the same time, she lifted her right leg and hooked it around my left calf. I stroked the lifted leg slowly, feeling how smooth her thighs are.
Eventually, my hand moved higher, and finally, it was under her dress, caressing her small, slim ass.
In my mind, i thought to myself, “I’m finally gonna make love to the girl i like.” My months of imagining having sex with her finally seem like a reality. I could already foresee myself here making love in seated missionary position, as she move up and down my penis, hugging me like a koala bear to a tree, our lips meeting all the time.
Her dress is now hiked up to her waist level. I slowly helped her remove her lacy black panties, and looked at her pussy. It look so small. I have never seen such a small pussy. It made me wonder if she is gonna hurt when i enter her.
My lips went back to meet hers, and my hand rubbed on her pussy lips. At the same time, she unbuckled my belt and took out my dick, and stroked it very slowly.
As i could feel the moisture on her vagina building up, i very slowly insert my middle into her tiny love hole, taking care not to hurt her. I rubbed the inner walls of her vagina and pressed on her g-spot very lightly, with in-and-out, up-and-down motions. She released a lot of juices, and it dripped along my hands and onto the mattress. Her pussy looks so small and tight, and i felt i could not insert a second finger into it. Nevertheless, she seemed to enjoy very much with just one finger inside her, her eyes shut as she moaned and squirmed on the mattress non stop.
Soon, i could feel her vaginal walls contract and she held my head tightly. I realised, Y came.
(to be continued)
Sorry, gotta stop at this part for now as i need to do some things. Will continue later.
(con’t)
By then, my dick is at its full length due to Y’s stroking. Her thin hands actually looks so small around my full erected member.
I took out a condom from my bag(i had prepared for it) and capped myself. I was really horny then, feeling that i need to have Y very badly that i could not wait any longer. After all, i had already fantasized about this day for many months.
I gave Y a few kisses on her forehead before i prepared myself to enter her, in traditional missionary style. It was a little difficult to enter her due to the size of her pussy. However, once i was inside her, it was truly heaven. The size of her pussy meant that she is the tightest girl i have had sex with. I had to keep the speed of my movements down in order not to come too quickly. Every bit of movement inside her was enough to make me come, even with the condom on.
Y held her hands around my neck and pulled me in to french with her as i continued pumping her, our clothes still on. I shifted one of my arms around her back and hugged her tight, the other hand squeezing her breast through her clothes. Y responded by lifting her legs and held me tightly around my waist.
Y forced me deeper into her by pushing my buttocks with her feet, as she was on the verge of coming. It spurred me on the fuck her harder, and before long i came inside her(with condom on). Y hugged me really tight as i came. She was squirming non stop, coming at the same time as me.
Our tongues locked again, my dick still inside her as it softens. It feels great making love to someone I had been thinking so much of.
As i removed my dick from her, Y gasped in shock. She saw my dick without condom. It had stuck on her pussy, and as i drew myself out, her small pussy had kept its grip on the condom. I quickly used my fingers and took out the condom from her, to ease her shock.
“You are so small that it gripped the condom out from me,” i said jokingly.
“Well, you must have like it,” Y replied with a smile.
We moved back to our seats and proceeded to her home.
I offered to send Y up to her door, but she flatly refused.
However, our lips locked again for a good 2 minutes, before she broke it and quickly got out from my van. I stared blankly as she walked and disappeared into the lift.
I sat in my van for a while, staring into space and recalling about what had happened between us. I decided to pick up my phone and whatsapp Y.
“I Love You.”
(to be continued)
(con’t)
Within minutes, two blue ticks were formed on the whatsapp message i sent. No reply from her.
The weekend passed without any contact between us. On the following Monday, i did not go to work early to spot her like i usually did. I was feeling a little embarrassed to see her after sending the message out of impulse. Yet, her non-reply was driving me crazy.
On this day, i was at the company warehouse in the evening, near the knock-off hours. I seldom show up at the company during this timing. However, as i needed to solve some pressing issues with colleagues, i had to turn up.
As i sat in my van preparing to go home, a black ah-beng-ish car with loud exhaust zoomed past me. Sitting inside was Y with an unknown man. The car, however, looked familiar, though i had no good recollections of it.
Sensing a tinge of jealousy building up, I started my van and followed them. I tried my best not to get spotted at the same time, and the jam along the expressway certainly helped me to keep them within my sight.
My thoughts were running wild throughout, trying to figure out who this man is. Is she married? Is that her boyfriend? Is someone in the same office building chasing her? Or is he just a friendly colleague sending her back as it was on the way? This was the first time i saw her with another man. The uncertainty made me feel very uneasy. I have not felt this way since i had my last girlfriend.
Y had never told me about her relationships before, not even when i asked about it. She usually avoids talking to me about it, and i did not dare to probe further. I know i have no right to probe, as i am not her boyfriend or anyone important to her.
The car was heading to somewhere near Y’s home. I purposely went into a different direction as them to avoid getting seen. However as i U-turned back further down the road, i lost sight of them. I drove around the surrounding places, but i could not spot them anymore. I went to Y’s block. The car was nowhere to be found in the nearby carparks.
Therefore, i reluctantly gave up, heading home with wild thoughts about what could happen or not happen between them.
Perhaps, i should be thankful that we made love before, and not hope for more.
(to be continued)
Just curious, is anyone still keen in my writing? Or should i leave out the non sexual contents?
This is my first time writing erotica, so i do hope for more feedbacks.
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maddog_mlvn
TS there r many silent reader ard, waiting for ur update, but ur updating r slow and short. Post longer and update more often, like 3 x aday.
Thanks for the feedback!
I had actually thought i was going too fast! As the actual events are still unfolding, I am afraid of catching up to what is happening at the moment, and then left with few or almost nothing to continue.
Therefore, thanks for the comment! Will try to write more and catch up to what is going on now.
(con’t)
The following few days was a torture at work. I did not see Y, partly avoiding her out of embarrassment, and partly due to a busy work schedule. However, my mind kept thinking about her getting into the black car, and what she could possibly be doing with the mysterious man. They most probably did nothing, as it was normal to send people home if you drive, but i still cant help getting emotional and slightly jealous over it.
On Friday of the same week, i suddenly received a whatsapp message from Y.
Y: Are you coming back to office in the evening?
Doctrine: Probably not. Not on the way.
She did not reply after that. However she sent me a photo of herself, without her face, seated on her office chair, lacy white panties exposed through her mini skirt. I can instantly recognise the outfit, which she had worn to office before. The familiar office chair made me confirm that it was definitely her.
The photo made my mind go wild. I quickly finished up whatever work and appointments i had and rushed back to office, from one end of the island to the other. As i reached the office, i realised all of my office colleagues have left, as it was 30 minutes after the usual knock-off time. Only the warehouse was still busy, as everyone was doing their best to complete the enormous amount of work they had.
Disappointed, i turned and prepared to leave. It was at this moment that Y returned to office, standing right in front of me.
“Oh! Not going home yet?” I asked Y, breaking the silence.
“Not yet. Thought you not coming back?”
“Just realised I have some issues with my work. Came back to check on it,” i said, definitely bluffing as i made my way back just to see her.
Y was in a blue spaghetti strap top and a plain but tight black miniskirt which just covered her bum. She had put on a black cardigan as well, probably to cover herself up as her outfit was extremely skimpy. I could see the outlines of a lacy half cup bra under her top. In my mind, i was hoping it was white, matching with her panties which she showed me earlier.
Not willing to let the opportunity slip, i used my arm to block Y and grabbed her waist from the front as she walked pass me. She grabbed my hand and smiled.
“So you came back to see me right?” Y chuckled as she said this.
I nodded, and immediately wrapped my other arm around the back of her waist, bringing her close to me. I wasted no time in planting my lips on hers. However, she pushed me away.
“Not here. Warehouse still have people working,” Y said with a smile.
She held my hand, interlocking our fingers, and lead me out of the office. I wished time would stop at this moment, as i imagined her as my girlfriend, going out shopping together and holding hands.
Y took out a key from her cardigan pocket, and went to unlock the female toilet. We stepped in and immediately kissed, even before the door was fully shut. Our kiss was more rough compared to previously, as i had missed her so much for the last few days. I was licking and sucking hard on her tongue and lips, and she reciprocated by being equally rough.
My hands were busy with her breasts as we kissed, kneading it hard through her top. At the same time, she rested one hand on my buttocks, the other rubbing on my groin. My pants were rather tight, and my hard-on was pushing against it. The bulge would probably look very obvious if someone were to see it.
I unzipped myself and took off my brief and pants as i was feeling uncomfortable with pressure on my pants. Y wasted no time to hold the tip of my penis in one hand, the other hand alternating between rubbing my balls and the shaft of my penis. I took off her cardigan, and saw a very nice lacy white bra strap hanging on her shoulders. It was in sharp contrast to the dark blue straps of her top, and it certainly look really sexy.
Our lips never parted throughout. I proceed to put my hands under her top and knead her breasts again, through her lacy bra. Maybe because of the lace, my hands felt really great rubbing against it, maybe even better than feeling a bare breast. The sensation was so great, i didn’t want to remove it, but instead i just unhooked it from her back and left it on.
I broke our kiss and shifted my lips to her neck and ears. She moaned and tilted her head to one side, to allow me more access.
I brought Y up to sit on the basin. It was clean as not many people use the toilet. We locked tongues again once she was up there. I parted her legs and positioned myself in between, making Y wrap her legs around me. I always felt great when women wrap their legs around me, and especially with Y since she is extremely leggy. I made her sit on the edge of the basin, and purposely rested my hard-on against her panties to tease her a little.
The desire to go inside her was so great, but i felt i needed to stimulate her before entering. I pulled out her panties, stood between her legs again, with my hard-on touching the outside of her hole, and rubbed her pussy with my hand. She was already moist on the outside. I purposely kept the rubbing slow initially, and then suddenly jabbed my middle finger into her. It made her broke our kiss and almost yelled in pleasure, her fingers nails digging on my back as i did that. As usual, her small hole did not allow me to put another finger in, for fear it might hurt her.
I was pushing against her g-spot throughout, and within minutes, she came. She grabbed my head tightly with both hands and sucked my lips hard with hers.
She took out a condom from her skirt pocket and put it on for me. I rubbed my penis on the outside of her pussy for a few strokes, and pushed myself deep inside her. I was so horny i just wanted to enter her quickly. I kept my movements small and quick, but banging her hard with my full length inside. I did not want to draw out my penis too far out, as i wanted to feel her close to me, like lovers.
Feeling that I was coming soon, i stopped and held her hand, helping her to get down from the basin. I immediately hugged her tight by her waist and kissed. Y held onto the back of my head and my back to make me feel close to her. I pushed her against a wall as we kissed, pulled her left leg up, and rested her thigh on my hips. Y seemed to know what i wanted, as she held my penis and made me enter her. I quickly pushed myself into her, and banged her hard. Y threw her head back in pleasure. I kissed her on her neck as i saw it.
Soon, i could not hold any longer from the hard sex, and released my load into the condom. Y grabbed my arms with both hands very tightly, coming at the same time.
I held onto the condom as i withdrew myself from her, to avoid the small embarrassment we encountered during our last love making session. We cleaned up ourselves, and i helped her put her clothes back on, trying hard to be a gentleman to her.
I was actually hoping we can go for a dinner, or maybe catch a movie together, since it was a Friday night. However, her words sent me crashing into disappointment.
“I got to run. Meeting my friend nearby. Don’t need to send me as it is within walking distance.”
She checked that it was empty outside the toilet, before signalling for me to follow. After locking the door, she turned to kiss me for around 10 seconds, before breaking it up and quickly entered the lift, not waiting for me.
(to be continued..)
(con’t)
My mind was full of Y throughout the weekend, thinking about the quickies we had in my van and in the office toilet. But like most men, i am greedy, and i wanted more. I want to make her my girlfriend, and hopefully make love to her everyday.
I picked my phone, and decided to whatsapp Y.
Doctrine: Are you available next Tuesday after work? Lets have dinner at ******* restaurant. =)
No reply from Y. It was an agonizing wait. 1 hour passed. No messages on my phone. No blue ticks on the message, but it was delivered. I figured that i should just take an afternoon nap.
I woke up 2 hours later. I saw the whatsapp icon on my screen. It immediately got me excited.
Y: Sorry, i am meeting my friend that day.
I became very disappointed seeing the reply from her. No counteroffers for another day, and seemingly cold.
Her actions were confusing me. One moment, we were making love together. Yet, she became cold straightaway after that.
I was terribly mind-fucked. I had thought that i was immune to all feelings of love, at least for the last 4 years.
(to be continued)
(con’t)
I was on the verge of giving up chasing Y. I stopped checking her out in the morning when the next work week started. I guess i should just return to life as a happy single.
However, whenever i masturbated, Y is all i could think about. I thought about our quickies. I thought about making love to her in all the sexy outfits i have seen her wearing before.
In my mind, i wanted to have her for one last time before i finally leave her alone.
And surprisingly, i received a whatsapp from Y, right on the following Wednesday after our toilet rendezvous.
Y: will you be in office during lunch hours? my lunch buddy on MC today. no one to lunch with.
Doctrine: wont be around in office, but i am nearby. I can meet you up. Maybe we can go Blk *** coffee shop? Just near our office.
Y: Wow, so crowded there during lunch time.
Doctrine: We can tabao(take-away) and eat in my house. I live in the block just opposite.
I wasn’t sure why i had the guts to invite her to my house. I guess i really wanted her, so badly.
Y: Oh great. See you later then!
In my mind, i was more keen on the “lunch”. Nobody will be around at home during lunch hours, as my parents are working.
I wanted us to have the best memories, right in my house, on my bed. We will have the time all to ourselves, and no one can disturb us.
(to be continued…)
(con’t)
I could literally feel my heart thumping when i waited for Y in the office carpark. It was exciting just to think about what she will be wearing today, and how i will strip her clothes off when we reached my house. I was looking forward to a slow love-making session, one that will remain in our memories forever.
One by one, i could see my other colleagues leaving for lunch. I had parked at a corner which they wouldn’t notice, as i did not want them to know i was meeting Y.
Finally, after half an hour, I saw Y’s familiar thin figure appearing from the lift lobby. She was in a plain dark blue cotton bodycon dress, paired with a black coloured belt and plain black flats. Not extremely dazzling, but great to look at, especially that the hemline of the dress ended just below her bum, showing off her perfect legs fully. Just looking at her legs moving while walking towards me was enough to cause a slight erection in me.
I gentlemanly opened the door for her to get into my van, noticing her legs opening up as she got into it. While driving, i continuously stole glances on her legs, and she definitely knows it.
I quickly helped her get our lunch and went up to my flat. I stroked her bums and thighs while in the lift, as merely looking at those beautiful thighs, simply wasn’t enough.
Once i closed my house door, I swiftly dropped our lunch and keys on the table, engaging in a tongue fight with Y immediately. Y hugged me tightly with one hand, the other hand rested behind my head, pushing me to kiss her deeply. Whenever i stopped for a breather, her hand behind my head will push me back in, seemingly wanting to kiss more badly than i do.
Y lifted her left leg and rested on my hips, and i spontaneously hooked my right hand around the leg to offer her support. Her slim thighs felt great to hold, and i stroked on it, moving gradually up to her hips. i gently massaged her butt cheeks under the dress, feeling her soft, lacy panties at the same time.
I put her leg down and slowly pushed her to walk backward, lips never broken apart (since we entered the flat). We continued till we were in my room, and i slowly helped her down on my bed as we kissed.
(to be continued)
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Originally Posted by
sjb1994
Reading this and looking at my office gal outside will lead me to a mistake later. Some more TS
oh haha. sorry about it. Shall i treat this as a compliment?