Kristine: This good view la.
As she turns to me, the seat belt stretches across her chest. This causes her spaghetti top to be pulled down slightly showing off the top of milky fair breast and the beginning of her black colour bra cup.
The sight is exciting even though it only lasts for a short while as the car in front pulls away.
She quickly resume her driving and this makes my dick even harder and it is quite obvious there is a bulge on my pants unless I adjust it either by hand or by fidgeting around.
Kristine: Looks like someone is excited. (as she looks slightly to me)
This time I come up with a witty reply.
Me: Because of you la.
Kristine: (laugh) Later when back at home you can go masturbate lo…. Like you did earlier.
Me: This time you help me la (don’t know why I so brave)
Now is her turn to be quiet.
The car stops and she is parking her car.
Oh we have arrive at the destination. Not sure she keeps quiet because we arrive or what.
I am not sure whether but it looks kinda secluded and on top of a slight hill but there is a cluster of restaurants around. There is a Ben&Jerry shop..hmmm..I make a point to myself to go there after lunch.
She adjusts herself by pulling her spaghetti top up slightly as it is a bit low, showing off some hints of cleavage.
Kristine: Do you need some time?
Me: Huh? Time? Why time?
Kristine: For it to go down la. (while pointing at my bulge) You walk in restaurant with that bulge, people think you’re crazy.
I look down and realise the bulge is still obvious.
Me: Oh. Sorry……
A few awkward seconds pass.
Me: I think it is OK now. Let’s go down.
Kristine: (laugh) Now not so obvious. Let’s go.
We both got down the car and she decides on an Italian restaurant.
I look around and thinks to myself. Wah this area quite high class, quite a lot of ang moh frequent this place and there is quite a number of expensive cars parked.
Kristine: Today is your lucky day. I buy you lunch. Just order anything you like OK?
We take our seats on the table facing each other, order our food and drinks.
It takes some time for the food to arrive but once the food arrives, we finish it up quite fast as we are both kinda hungry as we didn’t have breakfast earlier.
The conversation throughout lunch is nothing sexual or teasing, just normal conversation of job, family, life in Singapore vs Malaysia, things in Singapore which she shares.
I also gotten a new information, my god-bro actually is having some back pain which is quite serious. Is it due to this, she is feeling sexually frustated? Me and my genius mind links everything together. Maybe I should help her.
Me and my genius mind links everything together. Maybe I should help her.
Kristine call for the bills and pay it.
As we are walking out, I ask her whether she wants ice-cream. This time I will buy.
She thinks for a second and say “Sure!”.
Off we go to Ben&Jerry which is just few shops down.
We walk into the shop and it is rather quiet. The shop is practically empty less 1 table which is finishing up.
I gesture her to take a seat anywhere and I will do the ordering. She has no preferences for any so I will make all the decision.
Looking through the menu, I order two scoops of ice-cream in 2 cups.
Paying for the ice-cream, I look around for Kristine but can’t find her. Wondering where she is, I notice a family just walk in with 2 kids. Going to be noisy I guess.
Holding the cups, one each in my hand, I finally see Kristine right behind a pillar, facing the pillar. She is sitting on a small table just fit for two people.
Taking the seat opposite her, against the pillar, I accidentally kick her legs while seating myself. I say “Sorry” and she just brush it off.
We both start eating the ice-cream, sharing, one scoop here, one scoop there. The ice-cream taste heavenly.
We are having a great time, laughing, eating and talking, like two teenagers without a care in the world.
Suddenly, I feel her feet brush a little on my calf. I jerk my body a little similar to the reaction when you think a rat just ran across your feet.
She laughs and pats her right hand on my left hand which is resting on the table to comfort me like a baby.
I look down and notice she has taken the sandal off her right feet. Her right leg is crossed over left and this is why she accidentally brushes her toes against my calf as the distance between us isn’t that far.
Kristine: Have you play footsie before?
Me: What is a footsie?
Kristine smile but in a different way. It is not your usual smile, it is a knowing smile.
I wonder what she is going to do but at this moment, I feel like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
I wonder what she is going to do but at this moment, I feel like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
I feel her toes touch my calf. Again, my body jerk up as if a rat just ran across.
She pats my right hand again and leave her hand there, on top of my left hand. It feels so soft and nice.
Kristine: Chill boy. Chill.
Slowly, her toes touch my calf again. Running up and down ever so slow. It is ticklish yet sensual at the same time.
I don’t know what to look so I look down at the ice-cream cup which contains left over watery ice cream.
Her feet or toes continue to caress or run up and down my right calf ever so soft, so slow, so sensual and arousing.
I have never tried this before but it seems like she is an expert because I can feel my dick getting hard just from this.
Kristine: Coolioalan, look at me.
I quickly look up at her and nearly choke myself. She is looking, no, staring at me without skipping a beat. She looks differently, like a seducing look or rather a come-fuck-me look.
Kristine: Now focus and spread your legs a little.
I must clarify, we are sitting in a quiet secluded area where the pillar blocks the view from other patron. She has all the power to stop because she got first look on who is walking towards us.
I look at her and this time, I notice her spaghetti top is lower than usual. It is showing the fair white top part of her breasts and a nice cleavage. Her bra is not showing but just this view and her feet teasing is enough to make my nose bleed. I think she pulled down her spaghetti top using her left hand where it is no where to be seen on the table.
As her feet begins to move and touch the inside of my calf, I remember her earlier instructions to spread my legs. I spread my legs and I can see she gives me a smile. That smile again.
As her feet moves up and down along my inner calf, she drags my pants up a little each time and then it drops back.
This is getting more arousing that I thought. Of course looking at her boobs helps a lot too.
Kristine: Now, sit forward …towards me.
As I am sitting slightly back, leaning against the pillar and spreading my legs, I think she cannot reach further, cannot reach deeper. Understanding what she wants to do, I move forward a little on my butt. It is like my butt is on the edge of the chair and my body is really close to the table, not your usual sitting position.
Feeling not too comfortable, I raise up a little and move the chair backward so that I get some distance between the table. It is much better now.
Kristine: Much better.
With my new seating position, my feet are practically resting near the legs of her chair. My left and right legs spread apart, one each on the left and the right legs of her chair.
My left and right legs spread apart, one each on the left and the right legs of her chair.
Smiling ever so seductively, her feet starts to go higher than my calf. It is now scratching my thighs.
This time, at my thigh, she does something different. Instead of moving along up and down the thigh, instead, she does some sort of a pinching moment. I don’t know how she does it but I think it is using her big toe and the second toe and do a pinching, scissor action that sort of pinches my thigh.
The first time she did this, I feel ticklish and starts to fidget.
She give me a stare, like a be serious, focus and don’t move around stare.
I try to hold in the ticklish feeling by focusing on her boobs where her spaghetti top is getting lower than before. The top of her black bra is showing slightly now. I guess I must be right. Her left hand must be pulling her top down down.
On the other hand, her right hand are caressing my left hand. Drawing circles or whatever it is she is doing with her fingers.
Her feet got closer to my hard on and my balls and at the last minute she will pulls back. Each time it goes close, she will pulls her feet back.
On her third or whatever the number is, I am not too sure, I can feel her toes pressing slightly on my crouch. Tapping on my hard on.
Kristine: Someone is really hard …hmm…. (licks her lip)
She continue to touch or tap my dick using her feet while looking at me seductively.
I feel like I can cum there if only she uses a little bit more force with her feet but still, I am enjoying this and the nice view right in front of me.
Suddenly, she sits up, pulls her top up and looks away from me.
Shocked, I turn around and saw a couple walking towards us, presumably to take seat in the more secluded area where we are currently sitting.
A disappointing look come on my face knowing that we can’t continue what we were doing earlier.
She smiles and say “Now, Coolioalan, that is a footsie”.
I nod my head and say “Thank you for the lesson”.
She laughs at my remark. “Let’s go back now”.
“Give me a few minutes”. This sentence makes her laugh louder than usual and the couple earlier looks at our direction wondering what’s so funny.
We stand up in unison, walk to her car and get in.
Starting her car.
Kristine: Wow. That was fun. Not sure when was the last time I had so much fun. Thanks for the ice-cream.
Me: No, thank you. And thank you for the lunch too.
The car ride home is quiet and normal. Nothing special. Just the sound of the radio playing. But this time, I am not shy. I look at her as if I owned her. Guess the ice is broken between us.
She knows I am looking at her and she will smile knowingly to me on and off.
My hard on is obvious as well and no effort is needed to hide it now.
She parks her car and we walk back to the unit. Don’t know why. But it seems quiet and awkward.
Are we both thinking of doing something once in the house? I look at the watch. It is 15 minutes past two. My god-bro should not be at home yet. It is still early.
She opens the grill door then the wooden door. My god-bro is still not home.
She opens the grill door then the wooden door. My god-bro is still not home.
We walk into the house together. Kristine left the door for me to close while she alone walks quickly into the bathroom. I assume, to release her bladder.
I sit down on the left side of the sofa and casually browse the TV. Nothing interesting on the TV so I focus on my phone.
Seems like the 2hrs odd I am away, a lot of chats going on in my WhatApps. So I steadily back-read all of them and type out my reply as well.
She is already back sitting on my right, although I did notice, but I did not acknowledge her as I am too busy on my phone.
After a while focusing on the phone, I finally am tired of it. So I casually glance over to Kristine and she looks lovely. Black hair, grey spaghetti top with black bra straps and long fair legs.
Kristine: Oh finally got time for me already huh
Me: What….no WiFi when go out…so now at home got WiFi, just reply messages lo.
Kristine: Cheh. Gf isit?
Me: Nah, just those group messages. Alot of them. Few hundred. Crazy.
Kristine: Sit properly. I want to lie down and watch TV. Tired.
She takes a soft throw pillow, puts it on top of my thigh, covering my crotch area and then proceed to lie her head down side ways to watch TV.
Looking at her in this position gives some stir to my crotch. I try hard not to trigger anything more in case her head resting on the pillow might feel a hard bump.
In that position, I find my right hand in awkward position as I cannot rest, so few minutes deliberating, I rest my right hand on her side waist while my left hand rest on the arm chair.
Sensing no resistance, my hands slides lower and is now resting on her tummy. She is still sleeping sideways watching TV with her hands infront of her.
After a while, my hand absent mindedly rubs her tummy through her smooth grey spaghetti top. She gives a small sigh then turns to rest on her back while closing her eye. Her left hand lying beside her body while her right hand is across her body right below her boobs.
I quickly take off my hand as she turns and then rest back on her tummy again. No response what so ever from her.
Growing a little bolder, I rub or rather caress her tummy softly and slowly in case she gives a resistance then I can stop. Still no response.
I rub a little higher until I reach where her right hand is and then go down again. Each time, I will drag her spaghetti top higher until it shows a little gap and skin between her shorts and the top. And each time, my fingers will touch her soft skin little bit by little bit.
Growing a bit boring, I remove her right hand resting across her body to the right of her body. She did not retaliate but instead just goes with the what I am doing.
The game is different now as I have full access to her body without her arm in the way.
Starting again at the tummy, I rubs up until I reach the bottom of her bra cup. I stop there for a second. Then I run my hands up across the curvature of her left breasts along the spaghetti top. Moving along her upper chest, I come back down to the tummy by following the curvature of her right breasts.
At this point, I am so hard now, I am not sure if she feels something poking on her head via the pillow.
I did this little movement for a feel times, just running my hands up and down her body and she is still closing her eyes sleeping or pretending to sleep, I am not sure.
I decided to make it bolder this time and run my hands under her spaghetti top starting from tummy.
The full touch of my palm on her bare tummy skin sends a shiver down my spine. My whole body are actually shaking from the excitement of this and from the thoughts of my next move.
The full touch of my palm on her bare tummy skin sends a shiver down my spine. My whole body are actually shaking from the excitement of this and from the thoughts of my next move.
I am not sure if she feels anything but I did caught a slight stir from her.
This time, I take it slow. I am caressing around her tummy area which is a little flabby with fats but still acceptable.
Slowly, I start to rub upwards until I hit the bottom of her left bra cup. Her black satin feel black bra cup. In the process, I exposed half her tummy. Inviting.
Sensing no response. I run my hand across her bra cup to the top of her chest, my fingers emerging slightly right from her top near her chin. And I run my hand down via her right breast, purposely slowly dragging my fingers across the gap between the bra and her breast.
Suddenly she opens her eyes and caught me in the act. Half her tummy is exposed and not covered.
I keep quiet. She is also quiet.
She turns towards me and pushes the pillow down and uses her right hand as the pillow and continue sleeping. Now she is lying directly on top of my leg. My hard-on just inching away from her face.
At this angle, I cannot run my hands across her breasts anymore. So I turn the attention to her back. Running up and down her back, across her bra strap. Stopping a few times right at the clasp of her bra.
Thinking just screw it, my next stop, I unhook her bra.
Kristine moans hmmmm and suddenly I feel her right hand which supposed to be her pillow is grabbing my hard on through my pants.
I look down and she has her eyes wide open looking back at me. Her right palm continues to work on my hard on, grabbing it, moving on my cock head, moving up and down the shaft.
Seeing that she is playing with my cock, my hand slides right into her left breast via the gap between her bra and her body.
Due to the angle, I only manage to play with her left breasts but my hands are busy at work. Rubbing, pulling, soft pinching of her nipples and of course, grabbing of her boobs.
She moans a little every time I rub and pull her nipple.
I feel my pants got loosen and she expertly unbutton my pants and zipped down the zipper.
She slides her hand through the opening of my boxer (thank god I am wearing boxer!) and she starts to play with my cock. I give a slight moan at her playing.
Kristine pull out my cock and her tongue licks a little bit of my pre-cum.
For the first time, she breaks the silence. “Tasty”.
I return the favor by working on her breasts even more in which she responded with more soft moans.
I am looking at her action on my cock and she is looking back at me.
Slowly she pulls my cock downwards right at the entrance of her mouth, blowing air at my cock and making an opening.
She moves her head forward to suck my cock, beginning with the cock head. The warm, wet feeling of her mouth makes me moan louder. And the feeling of her tongue, swirling around the cock head while inside her mouth is heavenly.
I really cannot stand it. My left and right hand now away from her body and meet at the back of her head, coercing her to take more of cock into her mouth.
Kristine understands what I need and slowly she brings her whole mouth in until the point she can’t.
She covers my dick in that position for a second or so but her tongue never stop working. Can totally feel her tongue playing with my dick.
Her right hand pump my dick a little while her mouth moves back out.
I cannot stand it. “Can you kneel?”
She looks at me. Smile and proceeds to kneel at the base of my foot. Not before, I slides my pants and boxer down to my ankle.
The feeling is much better as now there is no restriction.
My hand moves to the back of her head, hinting her to continue her blow job. She pushed back, in a way saying no. But her right hand continues to play with my dick and balls. Pumping my dick.
Kristine: Can you still cum? You just cum this morning? (teasingly)
Me: Uh-oh . Yes. Just blow me.
Kristine: Your wish is my command. Don’t regret.
With the last word, she moves in and sucks my cock. The slushing sound of her mouth, saliva and my cock as she sucks up and down my cock is like a rhythm.
All I do was lean back and enjoy the moment. And also, the occasionally sweeping of her long black back to the side so that it won’t get caught in the process.
Suddenly, we hear someone walking by and the sounds of key. As the house is the last end unit along the corridor, it is quite impossible for anyone to just walk by unless that someone has some business at this unit.
“Oh fuck!” The first word coming out from my mouth.
“Oh fuck!” The first word coming out from my mouth.
No taking chances. I quickly stand up. Taking the que, Kristine stand up as well.
We both look at each other and I gesture her to her room while I pull my pants up and run to the toilet.
In the toilet, I took a breather with my ears all opened up to hear the sound. I hear the door opened then closed. The voice of Kristine and my god bro greeting each other.
Giving a few more seconds, I flush the toilet and open the toilet door.
Standing in front of me is my god bro drinking water in the toilet.
My heart jumping quite fast and I see Kristine is sitting at the dining table reading papers.
GodBro: Eh, you didn’t go out? So early is back home.
Before I can answer, Kristine says “He just come back la dear”.
I see Kristine is wearing her plain white t-shirt again with some cartoon character infront. Her black bra slightly visible from the back.
Wondering why she changed out from her spaghetti top, I ignore that thought and walk to the room and close the door behind me.
Few minutes later, sensing the situation is clear and myself is more composed, I walk out the room.
My god-bro ask me for dinner with them and I say yes.
GodBro: Good. See you for dinner. Dear, you wake me up at about 630pm OK? 7pm we go dinner at east coast park.
With that, my god bro goes to his room to sleep. I guess he must be tired from his trip this morning.
Kristine follow him to the room and the door closes behind them.
I sit in the living room, at the same exact spot where 30 minutes ago, my god-bro’s wife just gave me a blowjob. That thought make my dick stir slightly but I just focus on the TV, the volume softer than usual so that it won’t disturb my god-bro taking a rest.
I think it is about 30 minutes when Kristine open the room door slowly and quietly.
She walks out from the room in a quiet and thief like manner. Afraid that making even the softest voice, my god-bro will wake up.
I look up at her and she smile back to me, making a hand sign to keep quiet on her lips.
I nod signalling I understand.
Now, Kristine is different. She is wearing that grey spaghetti top back again and no bra as well.
Both her nipples are protruding in an obvious manner.
Her eyes gleaming. Her face a bit flushed. Her hair a bit dishevel.
Her eyes gleaming. Her face a bit flushed. Her hair a bit dishevel.
She walks off to the kitchen to drink a glass of water then walks back with a glass of water which she sets on the dining table.
She takes a seat next to me.
Her left hand lands directly on my right thigh.
We both look at each other before she leans in and give me a kiss on my lips.
A kiss which turns into a tongue fight quickly. In the mean time, her hand has already moved up and is now rubbing my dick from the outside of my pants. My hands are not losing out as well. It is grabbing and squeezing her ample boobs through her spaghetti top. Constantly rubbing her nipples with my thumbs.
She breaks free from our tongue fight and leans on to my left ear, whispers “Let me finish my job earlier” while sneaking her hands into my pants and boxer, encircling my dick with her palm.
She kneels down at the same position while pulling my pants and boxer down. I hold on to them while looking at her and her room door, in a silence eye signal that my god-bro is inside.
She smiles again, stand slightly up and lean to my right ear, whispering.
Kristine: He is fast asleep now. Don’t worry about him. I took care of him earlier so he will be very tired and will be sleeping like a dead pig.
I turn my head, french kiss her again. And ask “How?”.
Her hands all the while holding on to my dick and she jerks my dick up and down slowly in response to my question. “With this”.
She kneels back right in front of me.
Looking up at me, she takes my cock into her mouth and her warm mouth slowly envelopes my dick. Taking all my dick into her mouth and then slowly takes my dick out in a slow sucking motion like you are sucking the air into your mouth.
Her tongue continuously licking and feeling each inch of my dick.
I flick her hair to the side and reaches my hand down to play with her boobs. I go right in through the spaghetti collar, reach for the breasts and nipples and give them a slight twist and pull. She responses back with a faster sucking motion.
It is only minutes she is giving me this heavenly blow job when I have the cumming sensation building in my balls.
My hands automatically go to her head guiding her. I guess she understands as she continues to suck me harder and faster. Taking her mouth out, she jerks my dick while looking at me.
I mouth my words to her “I am cumming. I am cumming”.
She goes straight in, putting my dick in her mouth while I just cum into her mouth.
A few times.
The feeling of your dick twitching and burst of your cum shooting out.
All the while she is still sucking my dick. More like having my dick in her mouth as it doesn’t move, just obediently taking all my cum.
With my last cum, I breathe a sense of relief and slump back on the sofa.
Kristine pull out from my dick, throw a nearby box of tissue to me and she walks to the dining table. With a few gulps, she finishes the glass of water.
I look at her astonished and wondering if she just drank my cum.
Standing at where she is, she sticks her tongue out in a cheeky manner, clearing indicating to me, there is nothing in her mouth now.
It is still early. Around 4.30pm.
And I starts to wonder whether there are more exciting things coming as Kristine sashay her way to me.
It is still early. Around 4.30pm.
And I starts to wonder whether there are more exciting things coming as Kristine sashay her way to me.
I clean up my wet softening cock with the tissue box while she sit beside me on the sofa.
Smilling, “Tastes good. Tastes better than your god-bro earlier.”
I wanted to ask but before I can speak up. “Yes, I gave him a blowjob earlier as well. That is why he will be sleeping very soundly now.”
She helps to clean up my dick or rather, playing with my soft dick. “You know, I am still feeling horny. Do you want to help me?”
I turn to look at her while both her hands snakes down to her short pants.
Unbuttoning the button.
Pulling the zipper down slowly.
Her black cotton panty slowly comes in view.
She gestures me to sit on the floor. I get her hint as she takes off her short pants off one leg, leaving it hanging on on her left leg, near the ankle.
Sitting right in between her wide spread leg. It is obvious. Her panty are soak and wet. A very obvious wet patch.
I look up at her and she looks back at me. Using her hand, she nudges my head slowly, closer to her pussy clad panty.
The impatient me, dive me. I soak in her womanly smell. My nose right at her wet spot. I stuck out my tongue. Tasting a little of her juice.
She gives a soft moan. An encouraging moan.
My hand snakes up her soft fair leg. Running up all the way to the waist band of the panty.
Slowly, I pull her panty down. She helps by lifting her butt up and taking her right leg up. The panty slides effortless down her left leg, joining where her pants was earlier.
What a sight! She is not exactly clean shaven but it is not messy at all. It is short and well kept. Looks like she is a woman who knows her sex very well.
Both my hands is at her pussy. Spreading wide her pussy lips to have a clear look at her pussy. It is glistening wet.
Looking at it for a moment, I dive in quickly and it surprises her as she gives out a loud gasp the moment my tongue touches her pussy.
I didn’t give her any chance as I lick, lap, suck at her pussy like a hungry man without food for 7 days.
Kristine trash her head left and right while both her fists clench up.
Her breath is irregular and her moans are getting sexier as she tries to muffle the sound.
My right index finger slides in as my tongue now moves up a little to attack on her clit.
Without any resistance, my first finger slides in her pussy and starts going in and out to simulate a cock.
Her right hand grabs on to the back of my hair and pushes me down further. In a way.
In between her gasping for air and moaning, Kristine manage to muffle out. “2 fingers…2 fingers.”
Hearing her, I wasted no effort and slides my middle finger together with my index finger right into her pussy.
The feeling of her pussy expanding due to the combination width of both my finger is exhilarating.
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The feeling of her pussy expanding due to the combination width of both my finger is exhilarating.
I continue my quick fingering of her pussy. My wrist and arm are getting tired. Selfish me is thinking, please hurry and cum so that I can stop.
My wish is granted as she moves her hip to meet my fingers. Sensing that she is near to cumming, I stop my licking and look at her but I continue my fingering and starts to rub her clit as fast as possible.
The ecstasy view on her face is priceless.
A minute later, her leg clamps shut, locking my hand within her pussy and her whole body shudders. Kristine cum with some soft grunt, a few soft grunt before she slowly releases her leg locking and just slumps on the sofa.
I withdraw my hand and look at the fingers. It is glistening with her juice and I lick the juice off each of my finger like a small boy eating candy.
Kristine see me doing that and she give me a wide smile and grin. I smile back at her.
A few minutes of silence falls upon us while we sit there just don’t know what to say. Me on the floor infront of her while she is on the sofa.
Kristine break the silence.
Kristine: Let’s dress up back. Now almost 5.30pm. Later your god-bro wake up sees us like this then jia lat already.
Me: Oh ya ya..okok.
We both dress up back and sit on the sofa.
Again, silence falls onto us with only the soft sound of the TV program playing in the background.
Both of us don’t know what to say to each other.
And I cannot get Kristine off my mind, her smooth fair leg. Her breasts. Her pussy. Her long black hair. All kind of thoughts come into my mind. And all forms of sex position with her comes to my mind as well.
I must fuck Kristine. Don’t care my god-bro.
That is my final thought before I hear the sound of my god-bro’s bedroom door opening.