I’m back! I’m back! Sorry for the delay! I know i said i’ll update on Wed, but i was quite sick, so spent most of my time in bed conked out with meds instead. Today no choice must go back office clear work. Heng feeling much better.
Bangkok was damn shiok! Weather was madness, but can tahan, just drink lots of cold fruit juice… Wife went crazy with her shopping, we had to buy another of those ‘china bags’ and pay for overweight luggage. But ok lah, wife take care of my house so meticulously, must reward her every now and then. We went to hoot all the good food in BKK, really just hoot only, boh pang chance. Walk every few hundred meters, stop and eat again.
Not to delay any further, here’s the next part of the story, enjoy!
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The fishing guide, John, was a Singaporean who relocated to Bangkok and ran a fishing tour business. He pulled up in front of the hotel in his MPV, and came out to say hi to us. It was obvious who we were, in the attire that we wore. We shook hands and introduced ourselves.
John: Hello Jun! Welcome to Bangkok! Hope you’ve had fun so far!
Me: Hi John! Thanks! We’ve had fun, not our first time here.
Tingting: Hi, I’m Tingting, his wife! Pleased to meet you!
Tingting smiled widely as she said that. She’s clearly enjoying this role-play to the fullest. But looking at her, any guy would die to be her husband. There she stood, in my shimano fishing shirt, with her hair tied up in a neat ponytail that came out from the tail of her cap, her hands on her hips. That posture pushed her bosom out. The oakleys she wore fitted her face extremely well, and she looks extremely sporty, yet, still beautiful.
John shook hands with Tingting and he opened the door for us as we hopped into the car. I sat in the passenger seat and Tingting sat directly behind me, leaning forward against my seat so she can get as close to me as possible.
John: So… we have 2d1n to fish! What kind of fish would you like to get first?
Me: I was thinking we can warm up with barramundi, then perhaps in the afternoon, we can go for the more exotic ones like alligator gar, arapaima etc.
John: Ahh… trophy hunter! Hahaha! Don’t worry, I will make sure you get all those fishes you want. And I will send you the videos and photos taken with a DSLR as well. Don’t worry, this will be the best fishing trip in Bangkok you’ve had!
Me: I don’t doubt that, John, you come highly recommended by my fishing kakis!
The rest of the 2hr journey were filled with chats with what we did back in Singapore. John was obviously surprised that we were actually still in uni.
John: How is it that you both are still schooling and married? Shotgun arh?!
Tingting: No lah! I where got big belly? We known each other since a long time back, and we really love each other. So our parents paid for our wedding when we announced it lor.
John: Wah seh! Young love! Good lah, as long as you all love each other, that’s all that matters! So when have baby?
Me: Not so fast lah! Hahaha! How to have baby when going to school still?
John: Oh yah, you have a point, sorry arh, keep forgetting yall are students!
We made a quick stop along the way to buy some breakfast, because Tingting and I haven’t eaten yet, and John didn’t mind getting a snack as well. We soon reached the fishing ponds. John unloaded all his equipment which we rented, and he brought us in. After we filled up some forms and made some payment, we began to fish.
The sun shone down on us mercilessly. All the things we wore to protect ourselves from the UV rays made it warmer for us. I helped Tingting tie the leader and the hooks, then did the setup on her rod for her. After that, I taught her how to cast the rod. She was a quick learner, and her first cast sailed beautifully into the huge pond. As she reeled back slowly, a gigantic splash of water appeared, and a huge barramundi leapt out of the water. Tingting’s rod shook violently as the barramundi fell back into the water and swam around in the pond at high speed.
I went behind Tingting and held her arms, giving her instructions and tried to calm her down, because she was screaming excitedly like some siao zhar bor. She was not the only one screaming, her reel was screaming as well as the barramundi tore string out of the reel at a fast pace.
Tingting: OMG OMG OMG!! JUN!!! WHAT DO I DO?!! HOW?!! HELP!!! OMG OMG OMG!!!!
Me: Listen carefully. Raise your rod up to 60 degrees. Ok, next, you need to tighten the drag a bit more.
I showed her how to tighten the drag by tightening the knob at the top of her reel, that she must feel the drag for herself, too loose and the fish won’t be stopped, too tight and the line will burst. She listened intently.
She followed my instructions, as the rod twitched and bent as the fish continued to fight.
Me: Ok, now you slowly lower your rod as you reel in the line.
She did exactly as told, and squealed excitedly when the fish didn’t cooperate and continued to fight, drawing line even though she was reeling the line in.
Tingting: I CANNOT! I CANNOT!!!
Me: You can one! Just calm down and follow as I say!
We repeated the actions again. It took quite a while. This barramundi was very fierce. We tightened the drag some more, and after a further 10minutes of fighting, we finally managed to reel the fish in as it got tired. John came to help and he inserted a lip grip onto the fish’s lower lip. Placing a hand under the fish’s belly to support it, he lifted the fish out of the water and passed it to Tingting. I instructed Tingting to hold on to the lip grip’s handle, and support the fish by its belly, so we won’t hurt it. She did as told and her photo was quickly taken by John. Following that, we gently put the fish back in the water and push it back and forth, letting the water flow through its gills. The fish regained its strength slowly, and started to swim away as I released the lip grip.
Tingting jumps up with joy and she laughed excitedly.
Tingting: Again! Again!
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Eager2enter
Lak Bro,
if u find any genuine Juagen massage parlor in BKK this round, pls share address with me pls~~~~.
Looking forward to ur update and hope u enjoy ur bkk trip
Unfortunately bro, i didn’t managed to do juagen in BKK this time also, cos my wife stick to me all the time. But if i do find any local ones that do authentic juagen, i will let you know. So far i managed to find some good reviews of Virlin and Jingjing on SBF, but have not tried them yet. Need to be tactical.
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Originally Posted by
shenlong
Bro, u have the fishing guide contact? Want to try that activity!
Great story
There are quite a few fishing tour guides in Thailand. The one i went to last time is the link below. John is the main guy. I would say he is a bit more pricey than some others, but he is very good, service oriented.
http://www.bkkfishingtour.com/
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a6gorilla
Wonder when is A appearing haha
Who is A? Ann arh? Hahaha…
Tingting started to get the hang of it, and after another 3 barramundis for her, as well as 2 burst lines when she tightened the drag too much, we upgraded to other fish. I had a good warm up with 5 barramundis myself too. As we approached the next pond, Tingting stretch her arms and massaged them.
Tingting: My arms beginning to ache a little… Think after tomorrow, I become musclewoman ready! Then box die you!
I snorted. “You can try…”
Tingting mock lands a few punches on my shoulders, to the bemusement of John.
We spent the entire day fishing away, and I doubled up as a masseuse whenever Tingting needed a few arm rubs to relieve her aching arm muscles. There were quite a lot of highlights that day. Tingting nearly got dragged into the pond by a 75kg Mekong catfish, I caught a 130kg arapaima, we both caught similar weight alligator gars, I caught a 90kg Siamese carp, and Tingting took a picture with a redtail catfish. John purposely took the photo of Tingting and the RTC such that the RTC looked like it was smiling at the camera. Most of the big fishes, we had to wade into the pond for the photo taking, because the fishes were too heavy, or too precious to be lifted out of the water, like the gars and the arapaimas.
As dusk came, John drove us to a rented apartment nearby. It was furnished well enough. Had aircon and simple luxuries like a water heater for hot showers. John excused himself to go buy dinner, as Tingting and I took turns to shower and wash our clothes. We had dinner with John before he left us alone. That night, we were both too tired to do anything more than cuddling and kissing. We slept soundly the moment our heads hit the pillow.
Friday
We woke up and prepared for the day’s fishing. Tingting’s arms ached still, so I massaged them while waiting for John to come and pick us up. As I massaged her arms, she leaned against me and curled up against my chest.
John came on time, and we were on our way to another destination. We soon found ourselves inside a sampan, and we cruised into a mangrove river. John cut the outboard engine and we casted our roads out. The activity wasn’t as quick as the previous day, because this was a natural habitat, and not a pond. But after 15mins, we got a first bite, and it was Tingting again.
She was a seasoned angler by now, she no longer squealed with excitement like a little girl. Instead, she grunted and huffed and puffed as she cranked the reel, using the technique she learnt the previous day. A brilliant splash of water appeared, and the long fish dipped underwater again, putting up a fierce fight. Tingting was more than a match though, and after 5minutes, she pulled up the fish, a giant toman, or snakehead, that had beautiful watermelon pattern. A quick check on the lip grip showed that it was a 7kg specimen. Tingting proudly paraded her catch as John snapped a couple of photos, and she showed me her tongue for catching a fish faster than me.
It was a wrong move, as I caught 2 tomans and a peacock bass in rapid succession, while she had a burst line and a few near misses. Frustrated, she challenged me to a fishing competition. Whoever loses will buy dinner. John laughed and volunteered to be the judge. At the end of the expedition, the score stood at 7 tomans and 4 peacock bass for me, and 4 tomans and 5 peacock bass for her. Quite a decent score for someone who had only started fishing yesterday.
We parked the sampan and John sent us back to the apartment to shower and pick up our stuffs. While we washed up, he burned the pictures and videos into a dvd and passed it to us when we got into the MPV. Tingting slept soundly in the backseat, while John and I talked more about fishing. We arrived at Baiyoke 2hrs later and we got out of the MPV, and thanked John again for his excellent services. As he disappeared down the street, Tingting clung on to me and we made our way back to our suite.
Tingting went to the bathroom and plugged the bathtub, then she added the whole bottle of shower gel into it and let the hot water fill up the tub. Our clothes for the past 2 days were already washed with some soap and water, but the river smell was still faint. We wrapped the clothes up in the laundry bag and called for the laundry service, along with all our previous days’ wear.
Tingting was too tired/lazy to go out for dinner, so we called for room service as well. The food arrived and the staff left with a nice tip. Alone now in our room, Tingting stripped completely and went to check on the water. I heard the tap off and some water splashing as Tingting slipped into the bathtub. I brought our pad thais into the bathroom, and I handed a plate to her. She began to eat as she enjoyed the hot water bath. I took off my clothes and got into the bathtub as well. We had our pad thai in the bathtub together, careful not to spill anything inside.
When we were done with dinner, we placed the plates at the side and she changed position so she was leaning on me instead. I hugged her as we relaxed in the tub. Her body in close proximity to mine made my 2ic stir. I coughed as it started to erect.
Tingting: Oei oei… behave yourself!
Me: I can’t help it.
Tingting: Stop thinking about it!
Me: The more I try not to think about it, the worse it gets!
Tingting: Argh!!!
My dick, fully erected, was pressing against her lower back now.
Me: Just don’t move. It will subside after a while.
Tingting: What if it doesn’t?
Me: Then… it will go home later…
Tingting: Go home? Where’s home?
I pointed at her pussy. She gasp and turned around to smack my chest as I laughed. Eventually we just hugged each other in the tub, and let the hot water ebb away our fatigue. My dick also decided to be good and took a rest.
Tingting: I know this sounds bad of me, but I hope you and Kim don’t work out. I can’t imagine you and another girl doing what we are doing now. Jun, am I possessive?
Me: I don’t know. But I do know you love me a lot.
Tingting: Remember our promise?
Me: Yup.
That satisfied Tingting, and we continue to nua in the bathtub. After an hour, the water wasn’t hot anymore, and we got out to shower. We brushed our teeth and Tingting hopped onto the bed under the comforter. I wore my boxers, and gathered up all the plates and placed them on the tray, which I then left outside our door. After that, I took off my boxers and joined Tingting in bed. She leaned against me and we watched Mission Impossible on tv. It was hilarious because the movie was dubbed in thai, and it sounds so off. After 15mins, we turned off the lights and headed to bed. It was barely 9.15pm, but we were exhausted by 2 days of fishing. Besides, we had planned to go to the floating market the next day. We cuddled each other and fell asleep within seconds.
Saturday
*deet deet, deet deet, deet deet…….*
Tingting and I stirred as the alarm rang at 6am. I silenced the alarm and looked at Tingting. Knowing it would take forever to get her out of bed, I tried another tactic. I pulled away the blanket and I carried her into the toilet. She woke up as I placed her down on the ice cold toilet bowl, well, more of literally jumped up when her butt touched the toilet bowl.
Tingting: What the Fuck!!!! The toilet bowl damn cold! Why you do that for?!
Me: Wake you up lor…
Tingting: You’ll be the death of me!
Me: It worked, didn’t it?
Tingting smacked my chest, then she sat down on the toilet bowl and promptly jumped up again. “Shit shit shit shit shit!!!”
I laughed and said I was innocent this time round and she glared at me, then she lowered her butt onto the toilet bowl extremely slowly, to get used to the temperature. As she did her small business, I brushed my teeth. After that, we swapped over. Once done, we went out and got dressed, then we headed down to the lobby to hail a cab. The cab brought us to a pier not far away, and we boarded a sampan.
Tingting sat close to me and held my hand, as was the case everytime we walked out of our suite. In the past, when we were dating, she would do the same thing as well. I thought it was a sweet gesture, although she always joked that it was so no other girls will approach me. She leaned her head on my shoulder as the uncle rowed the boat out to the floating market. The tiny canal we were at soon opened up to a bigger waterway, and we began to see a hive of activity, as vendors on their boats parked along the side of the river, hawking and selling their goods.
Tingting bought a mango sticky rice, and we watched the vendor skin a huge mango andput it on a Styrofoam tray with the sticky rice. Tingting fed me half of it. We were really there more for the experience, but Tingting couldn’t resist buying the many snacks that were readily being sold. There were rice paper wraps, fruit skewers, pork skewers and much more.
At 11am, the uncle paddled the boat back to the small jetty that we boarded from. The whole floating market experience was a good one. We got to see a side of Bangkok that we have not seen before, despite the few trips we had made individually before. Back on land, we began to walk around looking for a place to eat lunch at. We were walking along the street of eateries when Tingting spotted a Mookata restaurant and we made our way in.
The food came, and we grilled our own food and had a good and satisfying meal. Tingting kept remarking how cheap everything was and that if it were back in Singapore, we would be paying at least 3 times the price. We ate up and then we took a cab back to Baiyoke. We didn’t plan anything for the rest of the afternoon actually. So we ended up going to a 7-11 nearby and we bought 3 six packs of Heineken and retreated back into our hotel suite.
We asked for an ice bucket, and when it came, we chilled the beers to our best abilities. I stripped off everything except my boxers, and I got into bed, surfing the tv channels. Tingting also took off her clothes, and she came in to join me. She wasn’t interested in the tv show though. She pulled my boxers down, and her mouth went in for the kill, engulfing my helpless 2ic. She licked and sucked my dick, and it blossomed strongly in her mouth.
I gently rested one hand on her head, and used it to saying her head gently as it bopped up and down on my groin. Tingting looked up at me and smiled. Maintaining eye contact, she went back to work, licking and sucking my dick. She swept her hair to one side, and her natural curls at the end nestled on her breast. Her big brown eyes stared at mine with a hunger through her black plastic framed specs, a hunger of lust that needed to be satiated. She used her tongue to tease my dick mercilessly, trailing her tongue up and down the shaft, and flicking the mushroom head.
I reached down and held her arms, and gently pulled her up towards me. Her mouth left my dick, trailing some saliva, and she climbed onto me as she moved up to kiss me. She straddled my hips to get comfortable, and I felt the contours of her body with my hands. She had done a great job at maintaining her hourglass figure. Her breasts rested on my chest as she leaned in and we engaged in a french kiss. Her hand cupped my face in a tender embrace and as she kissed me, and her hair flowed off her shoulder to cover a bit of my face as well.
She rocked her hips up and down, rubbing her pussy against my dick. I could feel the moisture of her pussy lubricating my dick, making the rubbing smoother and smoother. She began to moan and move her hips faster as the rubbing turned her on more and more. Before long, she stop kissing me to sit up straight and her hands grabbed her breasts and kneaded them. Her finger nails pinched her nipples and she rubbed her nipples with the tips of her fingers.
I reached down with my hand, and Tingting lifted her hips off my groin for a second, as I positioned my dick and she sat back right down. My dick pushed into her warm and inviting pussy effortlessly and she began to ride, fast and hard. She rested her hands on my shoulders to stabilize herself, as her ass bounced wildly on my dick. Heavy moans escaped her mouth, and she began to perspire with the physical exertion. Every now and then, she slow down for a few seconds as her legs got tired, but after the few seconds of rest, she resumed the wild ride.
“Hurrgghhh…hurgghhjh….hmmmmffff… Fuck…. Haaaa……. HURRRGGHHHH!!! HYAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!” She screamed as she hit the first orgasm. Her riding slowed down tremendously, as the pleasure radiated from her pussy into the rest of her body. She basked in the moment of the orgasm. She recovered quickly.
Taking a deep breath and staring into my eyes, she started to rock her hips again, resuming the riding. She leaned forward and her face hovered above mine as she maintained her stare. I grabbed her ass and timed my hip thrusts according to her riding rhythm. She let out moans every now and then, but never losing the eye contact with me, except the occasional blinks and eyes rolling upwards with pleasure.
It started to get harder and harder trying to maintain eye contact with her, as the pleasure from below got to me. I started to lose focus, looking above her at the ceiling, looking at her breasts squishing between our chest with each thrust. She used her hand to cup my face again, bringing my visual focus back to her eyes. I couldn’t take it anymore, as she smiled sweetly at me, and her brown eyes bored into my very being. It was the look of a supposedly innocent nerdy schoolgirl sweetly smiling at you, but that smile was as naughty as it was sweet. My loins tightened and I felt the pressure build up in my balls. I gripped her ass tightly and thrust my hips up hard as I pulled hers down. Both of us tilted out heads backwards and she moaned loudly as I grunted loudly. It was a sweet, sweet release, as I exploded deep within her with a guttural moan, and she arched her back, her breasts thrusted outwards and bouncing in the air. Her pussy gripped tightly onto my dick, and it squeezed tight rapidly, at random patterns. She must have came to her second orgasm at the same time as me.
Tingting fell forward onto me and I hugged her tight as she embraced me as well. My dick still twitched in her warm, still-quivering pussy. She rested her head beside me, and she kissed my neck and the side of my face near the ear. I continued to hug her, and my hands roamed all over her back and sides, feeling the contours of her shapely body, how her width tapers from her chest to her waist, then dramatically widen again at her hips. She giggled as I roamed down the side of her waist. She was ticklish over there, and when I continued to linger there, she laughed and pulled my ear lightly.
As we lay there, we felt this connection that is hard to explain. She continued to stare at me, while playing with my ears, my nose, and my lips. In between her teasing, she would kiss me. She would smile every now and then, even though I did no funny faces. In turn, I felt bliss. I felt carefree. I felt loved. Just laying there on the bed, with her close to me, and looking at her beautiful face made my day. It’s like nothing else mattered as long as we had each other. She rested her head on the pillow beside my head, and hugged me tight as she closed her eyes. I closed my eyes too and pulled the blanket up to cover both of us and switched off the tv. We had our afternoon nap.
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Steventan
TS, up your rep; as an encouragement.
Great thread.
Thanks bro!
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It was about 5.30pm when she woke me up with kisses. I hugged her tight and kissed her back.
Tingting: Wakie wakie, hubby… it’s time to shower and go for dinner!
Me: You’re really making the most of this husband-wife mistake made by Moon huh?
Tingting: Who’s Moon?
Her eyebrows furrowed into a frown.
Me: The receptionist…
Tingting: Oh… Why do you remember her name?!
She glared at me, pretending to be angry.
Me: Cos she gave us this suite, and she gave you a perfect excuse to playact as my wife.
Tingting: Hahahaha! I’m gonna tip her generously when we check out!
Holding her, I rolled to the side and released her, then I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom with her running after me. We took a cool shower together and had fun lathering each other up. Once we dressed up and were ready to leave, she took out 2 cans of beer from the fridge and passed one to me. We drank as we left our room.
We made our way to Sukhumvit for dinner, sitting down at a roadside BBQ seafood stall. The entire street was closed to vehicular traffic, and stalls selling all kinds of food lined the street. The menu came, once again fully in Thai, and we had to resort to pointing on pictures and gesturing sizes to order our food. I ordered BBQed crayfish, salt-baked fish, clams, mussels, big head prawns and a small plate of vegetable, most of them at the behest of Tingting. Before the food arrived, however, she smelled the BBQ pork or chicken skewers, and she disappeared. Soon, she reappeared with 4 skewers of the BBQ meat, and she sat in front of me, gnawing away at her meal with a broad grin on her face.
No sooner were we done with the BBQ meat skewers, the firsts of our dishes arrived. We ordered 2 bottles of Singha beer and we ate our meal heartily. When all the food have arrived, we were worried that we couldn’t finish. But for some reason, the more we ate, the bigger our appetites became. We soon cleared everything we ordered and I drank up the beer as Tingting sucked on a giant prawn head.
Me: Wah eh, disgusting leh! It’s full of cholesterol!
Tingting: But it’s yummy and I seldom eat like this! Once in a while ok lah!
Me: That’s the 8th prawn head you are sucking liao leh! Imagine all the cholesterol swimming in your body now…
Tingting stuck her tongue out at me, and continued sucking on her prawn head. She put the prawn head down when she was done, and licked her fingers clean before taking out a wet wipe to wipe her hands. Then she began to drink her beer as I continued to give her a look of disapproval.
Tingting: Wei… cmon… it’s just a bit, and once in a while… next time I cut down ok?
Me: Hmmm? What thing?
Tingting: The prawn heads lah! You’re still giving me that look of disapproval……
Me: Kidding lah! I also not your boyfriend, can’t say anything also…
Tingting smiled widely and said “Of course you’re not my boyfriend, you’re my husband, remember?!” Then she held my hand tightly.
There was nothing I could say to retort her then, so I just continued drinking my beer. We paid up for the meal, then we took a slow walk back to hotel, walking through the night markets once again, where Tingting picked up a couple more loots, denim and khaki shorts this time. As we walked, we held hands and Tingting never wanted to let go, even if we had to go single file to get through the crowd. Back at the hotel, we opened up the beers and drank as we watched tv on our bed. 8 cans later, we were furiously humping away on the bed again.
Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol on us both. We went at it with a lot of energy, and we didn’t really care about the amount of noise we made, as Tingting moaned loudly and screamed her pleasure. We went from the bed, to the wall, then to the dressing table, to the sofa, and we ended up on the floor as I came deep inside her. I got off her and lay down beside her. The both of us panted heavily. 15mins later, it started again.
Tingting got up and rested her arms on the bed, as she pushed her butt up high. I went behind her and slotted my dick into her pussy doggystyle. I grabbed her hips and pulled her in as I thrusted into her, ensuring my dick went in fully, penetrating her deeply. She moaned and gripped the bedsheet tightly as I gave no quarter and pounded her furiously. Her hair kept covering her face, and she whipped her head up every now and then to get the hair out of her face, but it was all in vain as the hair fell back down after a few thrusts.
“Hyaaaa…. Hurrrrgghhh… hyee.. hyaaa….. urrgghhh… HYAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!” She cried out loud as she hit another big orgasm. Her hands gave way and she fell forward onto the bed. I continued to thrust deeply a few more times before I grunted and shot my load into her, then collapsed on her dramatically.
We laid there, half on the bed, and half off, with me on top of her, for a while, gathering back our breath. I got off her, and crawled up onto the bed and sprawled on it. She climbed up shortly after me, and laid down beside me. We pulled the blanket up, and fell asleep in each other’s arms.
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waahaa
on the floor? did the carpet give you a rash?
We didn’t do it on the carpet, we ended up there at the end. Hahaha… carpet rash sucks big time…
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Sunday
The rays of the sun shown into our room, and I stirred as my body clock woke me up. I took a look at my watch on the bedside table, and smiled. Not too bad, it was 9am. Would have been bad if it was 7am or earlier. I looked over at Tingting, who was sleeping very soundly. A soft snore came from her, and her back rose and fell as she breathed in and out. Her long wavy hair half covered her face.
I reached for the remote and switched on the tv, looking to see if there was anything interesting on. The moment the tv turned on, Tingting stirred and she woke up. Her eyes opened a little bit, and she frowned. She looked at me, and when she saw me looking back at her, she smiled and said “Good morning!”. It was a sweet sight that melted hearts. She pulled the blanket to her chest and she snuggled closer to me, resting her head on my chest as she closed her eyes.
I stroked her head gently with my hand, weaving my fingers in between her smooth silky hair. Her back rose and fell with the rhythm of her breathing. I looked at her face, her features. She has big eyes, longish heart shaped face, a slender nose, high bridge and forehead. If I had to rate her, she would easily be a 9.5/10, not to mention she has brains too. If I wasn’t already together with Kim, there was no doubt that I would get together with Tingting again.
We snuggled for about 30mins more, before we got up to shower. After freshening up, Tingting made sure my bag was empty, and she smiled as I held her hand and we went out together. The sweltering heat of the Bankkok streets hit us the moment we exited the hotel lobby. We made our way through the weekend crowd at Pratunam market, picking up some breakfast of wafers, pork skewers, mango sticky rice and fresh juice along the way. We made our way to the main road and hailed a cab. Destination Chatuchak Market.
The traffic wasn’t as bad as I thought. We reached Chatuchak market shortly after. Already, it was packed with human bodies. Throngs of humans jostled for space to walk around. The open spaces were already very stuffy, I shudder to think about how stuffy it was in the maze of shops. Tingting held my hand tight and pulled me straight to the vendor selling coconut and milk tea icecream. She looked at me with a big smile and I took out my wallet to buy us both a coconut icecream each. The cold icecream was a much-needed cooler to combat the heat. We started to walk slowly, looking at the stalls and their wares.
There were shops selling all kinds of things. Handicrafts, clothes, shoes, pets even. Tingting stopped in front of this shop that was selling pets. She had a soft spot for animals, and she looked at all the pets with excitement. There were kittens, puppies, bunnies, hedgehogs, lizards, tortoises and much more.
Tingting: Too bad we can’t bring back to Singapore, otherwise I will surely buy that kitten! And that hedgehog! OMG so cute!
I smiled as she pulled my hand and we continued to walk around. As we walked, she picked up a few more loots. Beaded sandals, shawls, some knitted purses to give away. All these went into my bag. We took about 2hrs and a half, but we actually managed to walked through the entire Chatuchak market, making our final stop at a stall selling dried goods and tidbits. Tingting proceeded to buy pork floss tidbits and dried cuttlefish snacks, as well as fried pork skin. Tidbits weren’t heavy, but they took up a lot of space, and my backpack was fully expanded in no time. We took a short breather at a drinks stall, before we headed out to hail a cab back to the hotel.
Back at the hotel, we unpacked all our stuff from my bag, and we immediately packed them into our luggage, to determine how much space we had left. It wasn’t a lot, and half of my remaining luggage space was actually taken up by Tingting already at this point. She gave me a sheepish grin. We took a quick shower and we made our way out, heading towards Pantip Plaza. Since there was no A&W in Singapore anymore, we found ourselves at Pantip Plaza’s A&W. Lunch was a brief affair, we made short work of some fried chicken and curly fries, as well as a large root beer float each. As we sat there lum nuaing, we looked at each other.
Tingting: Shit… I think we ran out of places to go…
Me: I know right? Hahaha… I’m scratching my head as to where to go now, and until Wednesday evening.
Tingting: I guess we could go for massage again… Then maybe eating… Go bowling, or play pool? Swim in the hotel?
Me: Swimming sounds like a plan… maybe tonight we can also go for a spa session?
Tingting: Sounds good! Maybe we can go back to the hotel and nua first, let food digest, then we go swim at around 4pm?
Me: Okay.
Tingting held out her hand and I stretched mine out to hold her hand, then she got up and pulled me up gently. We began a slow stroll back to the hotel, picking up more snacks and fruits, and juices along the way. We sat down on the bed, and channelsurfed, settling on a documentary on fishing, because there wasn’t any good movies showing. We recounted the happenings on our own fishing trip and we laughed and joked, poking fun at each other. She excused herself to go to the bathroom after a while.
Tingting: *SCREAMS*
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Chatuchak in 2.5 hrs! TS walk really fast, and Tingting not really shoperhoclic
Yah, we got out of there very very fast, because the weather was damn hot and we kept perspiring like crazy. Outside kena sun shine, inside kena stuffy hot air, really buey tahan. Partly also because Tingting by that point running a bit low on baht already, so she didn’t really buy many things. Most of the shops, we just walk past on the outside, and Tingting will only go in if she wanted to buy something she saw. If nothing caught her eye immediately from outside, she will walk past, cos u know lah, girls see things see long liao hands will itchy to buy. So we just took a quick walk through and buy souvenirs and snacks only. Most of the clothes sold there, Pratunam also have some variant. So if anything, we just wanted to get out of the crazy heat there.
Anyway bros, sorry i have not been posting regular updates lately. Some major things going on in real life at the moment. Firstly, i’m going to be a dad, again.
Secondly, my wife staying with my parents since last weekend, cos my youngest caught HFMD, then pass to her brother also, so i was busy working from home, and taking care of the 2 devils, as well as cleaning and disinfecting the house all that. Need to feed them, deal with their tantrums cos they sick and cranky, need to bathe and medicate them.
Work also got a couple of projects coming up, so i’ll try to update, but may be slower than usual. Hopefully, will have more time to write soon.
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Previously on My SYT Korean Coursemate/Neighbour
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She excused herself to go to the bathroom after a while.
Tingting: *SCREAMS*
I ran over immediately to see what was up.
Was it a cockroach? Or lizard? Or something else?
It was none of the above. The sight that greeted me was that of Tingting standing on something. Something more sinister and scary to most girls. A bathroom scale.
Tingting: JUN!!!!! I GAINED 3KG!!! OMG OMG OMG!!!!
The scale read 55kg.
Me: 55kg arh, ok what, still within your range no?
Tingting: But 55kg is the max of my acceptable range!!! I want 52kg!
Me: Okay…. Then… Swim more laps later lor…
Tingting gave me a sad face, then she got off the weighing scale, but not before taking a long apprehensive look at the number that it projected again. I thought for a second, then I stepped on it. Tingting looked at the number that showed. 72kg. I had put on 5kg myself.
Tingting: How heavy were you before the trip?
Me: 67kg.
Tingting laughed out loud and claps happily while jumping around with glee.
Tingting: Yay!!! You put on more weight than me!!! Weeeeeeee!!!!! I’m not that bad afterall!!!
I got off the scale and lifted her off her feet and carried her to the bed and threw her down on it. Then I got up on top of her and held her hands down.
Me: Time to work off the calories!!!
Tingting laughed and squirmed as I pinned her down with my body and fiddled with her clothes, trying to get them off. She stopped squirming and laughing the moment out lips met, and her lips moved with purpose, kissing me hungrily. After a long french kiss, we broke the lip lock.
Tingting: Part 1 of working off the calories gained huh?
Me: You got it.
We resumed kissing as our hands worked feverishly to remove each other’s clothes. My hands deftly lifted her top off her body revealing her black and maroon lace bra. Next to come off was her denim shorts, revealing the black T-back panties she was wearing. Her hands slipped under my shirt and caressed my back. I felt her long slender fingers gently tracing my back, leaving a ticklish sensation. Our lips met, and our tongues reached out to entwine themselves. Our breathing got heavier, and the air around us got warmer and warmer. She moved one hand down and slipped it under my berms and boxers, gently stroking my erected dick.
I unbuckled the clasp in the center of her bra and pushed the cups away to reveal her delicious C cup breasts. Her hand on my back slipped down also, and she removed her hands from under my berms. Both her hands work feverishly below, unbuttoning my berms and unzipping it. I pulled my shirt off for her and flung it to the side of the bed. Having unzipped my berms, she pulled at the sides of my boxers and berms and slipped them off my hips together. My dick was caught by my boxers and catapulted back when the boxers slipped off. Tingting would have laughed out loud, had she not been occupied with kissing me furiously.
To be continued
Previously on My SYT Korean Coursemate/Neighbour
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I unbuckled the clasp in the center of her bra and pushed the cups away to reveal her delicious C cup breasts. Her hand on my back slipped down also, and she removed her hands from under my berms. Both her hands work feverishly below, unbuttoning my berms and unzipping it. I pulled my shirt off for her and flung it to the side of the bed. Having unzipped my berms, she pulled at the sides of my boxers and berms and slipped them off my hips together. My dick was caught by my boxers and catapulted back when the boxers slipped off. Tingting would have laughed out loud, had she not been occupied with kissing me furiously.
As my berms and boxers slid to my knees, I pulled her panties down slowly, letting the fabric slide across her inner thighs. We broke the kiss and looked at each other with wanting in our eyes. I got up, and kicked away my boxers and berms, and she sat up to remove her bra. As I sat back down on the bed, she laid back down as well. I got on top of her and our hands started to embrace each other again. I gently kissed on her lips, and she returned it. After a couple of minutes of kissing, I decided to go further. From her lips, I kissed the side of her cheeks, enroute to her ear. As I gently kissed her earlobe, she breathed out deeply. I gently nibbled and licked her earlobes, each stroke getting a gasp and soft moan from her lips. Tingting squirmed uncomfortably beneath me.
I continued to nibble her earlobe with my lips, and I ran the tip of my tongue along the edge of her earlobes. “Mmmmmppphhh….” Tingting moaned. Her ears were sensitive to pleasure, and I knew such teasing of her ears will get her wet in no time below. As I teased her ears with my mouth, my hand reached for her breast and gently caressed it, feeling the fullness of her breasts. My thumb gently brushed against her nipples, and Tingting tensed up as a wave of pleasure went through her being. I kept my teasing of her up for a few more minutes. The air around us grew hot and heavy. Her hands were glued to my back, which by now was perspiring a little.
I decided I had teased her ears enough, and my lips roamed away from her ears, down the side of her neck. She was equally sensitive to such pleasure, and her moans continued unabated. I had come to my next stop, which was her neck. As I kissed her neck gently, roaming across her exposed side of her neck, she tilted her head to the other side to give me better access. I could see her well-defined jawbone, which ended in a tiny chin. Her soft, flawless skin was there for the taking. With every kiss, I could feel her moving, the pleasure building up. I hand which was kneading her breast and teasing her nipples moved further south, trailing along her taut tummy, and finally resting in between her toned thighs.
My fingers slid along her crotch, and was rewarded by a thick coating of her juices. It was time for my mouth to move on, and I did, attacking the next target, her nipples. As I licked and nibbled and teased her nipples with my mouth, my fingers went to work below, probing and rubbing her groin. She raised one of her hands off my back, and covered her forehead and moaned. The other hand of hers pressed down on my shoulder. I alternated between her right breast and her left breast, trying to even out the fun. At the same time, my fingers rubbed her clitoris and trailed her vulva, sending her into delight.
Tingting was getting extremely sensitive now. Everytime my thumb brushed her clitoris, she would move her hips a little, and she would mutter a swear word, or just say “oh my god…” I started to rub her clitoris more. After a few more minutes of teasing, I was deciding to slip my fingers into her, but before I could do so… “nnnnggggghh… ngggghhhh….. ngggGGGHHH… FUCK!!!!!!”
She raised her hips as she came, and squirted. My teasing has bore fruit and she had reached a massive orgasm. The sheets between her legs grew wet where her juices sprayed. It wasn’t much yet, but it’s something. As her orgasm subsided, her hips fell back down on the bed heavily. Her face was flushed red with the pleasure. Perspiration beaded on her forehead and flowed down her neck. Her twin mountains rose and fell as she breathed heavily. I wasn’t quite done yet.
I resumed my teasing, both on her nipples and her clitoris. Her moans resumed. My fingers, slick with her juices, felt further south, and traced the openings of her vagina. With a smooth action, I slipped my index and my middle fingers into her, penetrating her very well-lubricated love hole. Tingting gasped. She knew the penetration was coming, but it still surprised her pleasantly. I did not finger fuck her. Instead, I found her gspot and did a come hither motion, gently massaging that spot. It had immediate effect as she moaned and squirmed.
My fingers gently felt up the somewhat rough texture of her insides, where the gspot is, and I gently applied pressure as I massaged her. Her breath became faster, and she moaned, soft, yet sexily. As I massaged her gspot, I felt even more juices flowing from her slowly. As the minutes passed, her squirming became more pronounced. She reached for my neck with her hand and she pulled my head upwards away from her nipples. She lifted her head and her lips engulfed mine ferociously. I felt her tongue slithering into my mouth and furiously thrashing around, finding my tongue and twisting and probing. I started to move my fingers faster, rubbing her gspot, and also fingerfucking her. By the 3rd thrust, she whipped her head backward and moaned. “OH GOD!!!!”
Her legs cramped up and straightened out. She raised her hips momentarily as she gripped hard on the back of my neck with her hand. Her head was flushed red and her eyes shut tightly. Her tummy became taut as she arched her back. Another spray of juices emerged from her pussy as she shook with orgasm. “FUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!!!” She screamed out as the pleasure engulfed her. Once the sensations were over, her body slumped back onto the bed and she relaxed her grip on the back of my head, as if a demonic possession has been lifted.
Tingting: Jun…. I cannot… I cannot.. take it… anymore….
I stopped what I was doing and looked at her. She was a wreck. Her hair was disheveled and tangled up due to her perspiration. Beads of sweat flowed down her temples, and her body was wet with sweat too. She was breathing very heavily, and her cheeks were all rosy. I gently helped her to sweep her hair away from her face, and ran my fingers through the hair to straighten it out. Then I brushed her perspiration away form her forehead and her face. She looked at me sweetly, thinking that it was cuddling time. I leaned in to give her a long kiss. As I broke away, her eyes widened. I wasn’t moving up to hug and cuddle with her. Instead, I was moving south again. She lifted her head to see where I was heading to.
I spread her legs wide, and positioned myself such that my face was in her groin. I could smell the sweet smell of sex from her pussy juices. Without hesitation, I leaned in and licked her pussy from bottom to top, making sure to tease her clitoris with the tip of my tongue. “Ohhhhhh FUCKKKKK!!!!!” Tingting moaned as she threw her head backwards back onto the pillow.
My tongue worked tirelessly, licking and teasing her pussy and clitoris. It traced her labia slowly, sensually, and twirled around her clitoris. Each movement of my tongue brought a gasp or a moan from her. Her juices continued to flow from her pussy, and I lapped it up. It was savoury sweet. I could feel her moving her upper body in response to the cunnilingus that I was performing down below.
She twisted her upper body in response to the bursts of pleasure below, and vulgarities flowed from her mouth freely. She reached down with both hands and gently pushed the back of my head downwards towards her pussy. I took that gesture as an encouragement that I was doing something right, and I continued eating her out. Her legs started to join in the fray, narrowing themselves, almost kiapping my head sometimes, but I used my hands to pry them apart. It wasn’t long before she had the next earth-shattering orgasm.
Tingting suddenly pushed my head down hard as her legs tensed up and her back arched. “HURRRRGGGHHHHH GAWWWWWWDDDDDD!!!! FUUUUUCCCKKKKKK!!!!!” She cried out as I was rewarded with another small spray of her juices. After 30seconds, she suddenly went limp.
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Hello bros, i’m still alive, don’t worry.
Firstly, let me say that i’m very sorry for just disappearing like this without a sound. I actually haven’t logged in since last update because i don’t have the time to write any updates since then.
It’s been a crazy few months, with the news of wife being preg again, the kids demanding my attention. My dad recently went for kidney stones op as well. At work, also busy like mad, especially since my subordinate tendered cos pregnant and want to be a stay at home mum. Kid is not mine, if you’re wondering. Hur…
I’ve managed to find a bit more time now to write a bit here and there, but not at the volume that i could churn out like in the past. As such, i’m not entirely convinced, nor confident in pushing out the updates for now. Currently, by my estimate, the story is at 30% completion as of last update. Ideally, i would like to write till 75% before i post further updates, so that i don’t break your reading momentum, and that you guys will have constant updates everyday. Also, hopefully by the time i complete the story, we will both reach the 100% mark together.
I know this is going to be a long wait. I’m really sorry, but i feel it has to be done, so i can enjoy writing the story as a hobby, and not a job. And putting myself as a reader of stories, especially bro ilock’s, i like his usual rate of updates, and i can’t promise that rate now due to other commitments. If i out myself in a reader’s perspective, i wouldn’t enjoy also, cos start stop start stop.
Hope you all understand.
This story will be completed. I just need time to make good my promise. You will definitely find out more about the adventures of Kim, Hyun, Tingting, Ann, Yvonne, and Eileen, as well as the other characters yet to make appearances.
Hopefully i can find more time to write before my wife delivers her 3rd bundle of joy to my family.
Thank you for your concerns, and your support! I will be back! Hopefully soon!
Thank you guys, for the warm wishes! Indeed, children are a wonderful and taking care of a kid is something very fulfilling. Unfortunately, it also takes up a lot of time and energy. I have been trying to write when i get the time to. But such luxury of time is few and far between.
As for some of you have asked when will i update this story again. I cannot put a definite date and time for reasons mentioned earlier. I don’t want to update a few times, then run out of material to update. It’/ a feeling like a job where i have to rush material to meet deadline and i don’t like it.
It’s probably most accurate to say that i will start updating again perhaps sometime 1st quarter next year, when i have enough material as buffer to keep posting updates without worrying about running out of material to post.
I know it sucks, and as first time writer, i didn’t know how to pace. So now trying to make it right without neglecting real life. Hope you all understand.