We were interrupted 30mins later by the doorbell. I got up and opened the door, as Ann sat up and looked towards the door. It was Hyun and Kim, still in their bikinis, but with bath towels wrapped around their bodies.
Kim: Is Ann still here?
Me: Yup.
Kim walked in and saw Ann. She walked over and sat on the floor in front of Ann, cos if she sat on the sofa, she would have wet it. Kim held Ann’s hand.
Kim: Ann, I’m sorry for saying those hurtful things to you just now and called you a slut. You don’t deserve it. I was just very upset that you would let Rhee do that to you.
Ann smiled.
Ann: It’s ok, Kim, you don’t have to apologise. It was stupid of me to let my guard down and then succumb to his seduction. I deserved it for being foolish.
Kim: I insist. It’s not right for friends to call friends names. I’m sorry, Ann. It’s not fair to you.
Ann got down from the sofa and hugged Kim tightly with a smile.
Hyun tapped my shoulder. “You owe me one.” Then she smiled.
Kim’s apartment main door opened and we all gathered at my door, looking out. Rhee stood at the door, watching as a girl walked out and wore her heels. We don’t know her, probably a random pickup. He saw Ann and waved.
Rhee: You back for more, Ann? Hahaha…
Ann ignored him and walked back to the sofa and continued drinking her drink. Kim and Hyun took turns to hug me, then went back to their apartment, now that Rhee had finally finished shagging the girl. The girl looked at us, embarrassed, as she quickly scurried into the lift and disappeared. Rhee took his necktie from the handle and whistled as he closed the door.
I went back into the hall and sat down beside Ann. She was messaging away on her phone. Then she sat up and looked at me.
Ann: Jun, I’ll cook dinner tonight!
Me: You sure?
Ann slapped my chest hard.
Ann: What?! I can cook ok?! I want to cook for you!
Me: Ok ok.
Ann: Let’s go out and buy ingredients! I want to sit on your new bike!
We headed out and bought groceries from the supermarket. I saw that what Ann placed in the basket was for pasta. Fresh prawns and spaghetti. After we headed back to my place, Ann started to boil the water and prepare dinner. She kept referring to some messages on her phone. I sneaked a peek at the phone, and saw that it was Yivonne, giving her the recipe for prawn aglio olio. Ann saw me peeking and she shooed me away.
As I stood at the corner and watched her prepare dinner, I could tell that she is someone who is not accustomed to cooking meals. She has no clear system of doing things. She could be peeling prawns one moment, and accidentally cut herself with the sharp edges of the prawn’s head, then she would rinse her hand, and leave the prawns and go tend to the fire. Then she will open the spaghetti pack and try to measure out the amount of spaghetti to cook.
When the water boiled, she panicked and put down the spaghetti, then went to the pot and burnt her fingers when she accidentally touched the hot part. Seeing her like that, I decided to help her out.
Me: Ann, you settle the spaghetti, I’ll help you deshell and devein the prawns.
Ann: Okay.
With me helping her, she panicked a lot less, and she began to settle down. She measured out the spaghetti again, then put them in the pot slowly, making sure that it’s fully submerged in the water. I was done with the prawns and she watched as I chopped the garlic and sliced the red and green capsicums. She wanted to try also, and I let her do so, noting that she learns much faster with demonstration. She would look to me for approval while she was slicing, and I had to remind her to look at the board instead in case she cut herself.
When it came to the cooking, she insisted that I let her do it. There were many times I would have jumped in, but I restrained myself. She added too much olive oil, and she fried the garlic for too long. Her fire was also a little too big. Then the salt, it was a big pinch. I gulped. She continued to look at her phone, and did exactly what the instructions told her. After some struggle with the white wine, dinner was cooked and ready for serving.
Ann served out two portions of the prawn aglio olio, and we sat down to eat. She smiled expectantly at me as I took the first bite. I scooped up some of the pasta and put it in my mouth. I looked at her after I chewed and swallowed.
Ann: How is it?
She looked at my face, and the lack of response, and she panicked.
Ann: It must be quite bad huh?
She scooped up the pasta and she put it in her mouth. Before she even chewed, she knew it was already the wrong taste. The pasta was too salty. She chewed and knew that the noodles were too hard still, not cooked long enough. The garlic was dark brown, and the prawns were overcooked, so they became tough and not juicy. I saw a demoralized look form on her face.
Ann: Sigh… I can’t even cook a meal properly after Yivonne sent me the recipe.
Me: Ann, how often do you cook? And I mean a proper meal, not those maggi mee.
Ann: Erm… Never?
Me: Exactly. And for your first time, you picked this dish, and you tried your best. For someone with no cooking experience, you actually did ok. It’s a bit salty, and the pasta is a bit hard, but it’s still edible. It’s good enough especially since you did it with no guidance, except the recipe, which I think Yivonne probably didn’t tell you about how long to boil the pasta for, and how long to fry the capsicum and prawns for.
Ann: No, she didn’t.
Me: Yah, so you actually did not bad. Don’t beat youself down. Come, let’s eat, don’t waste food. The most we have a good drink later.
Ann looked up and beamed widely from my encouragement.
Ann: Okay!
We ate the rest of the pasta, draining away as much of the sauce as we can because that’s where the bulk of the salt is. Once done, we washed up and cleaned the kitchen, then settled down on the sofa with a glass of scotch each.
Ann: Jun…
Me: hmmm?
Ann: I’m really blessed to have a friend like you. Even though we will probably not end up together, I’m very happy. You know how to cheer me up all the time.
Me: What are friends for, if not to help raise each other up when we fall?
Ann sipped her scotch, then leaned in to me. When we were done with the scotch, Ann placed both our glasses on the coffee table, then pulled my hand. We entered the room and she lay down on top of me on the bed.
Ann: Jun… Please make love to me as if you would to your girlfriend…
I needed no further invitation, as I reached up to take off her shirt. We stripped each other slowly, gently. There was no rush at all as she savoured the moment. The soft touches, my warm breath on the soft, tender skin of her breasts.
We were naked completely, and she kissed me passionately, as I returned her kisses. I treated her as if I would to a girlfriend, tenderly loving her. My hands roamed her back with a little bit of pressure, feeling her up and kneading her back at the same time.
Ann’s tongue slipped into my mouth, and we sparred with our tongues for a while. She grabbed my hands and placed them on her breasts. I squeezed gently and felt the flesh of her breasts fill the gap between my fingers. I brushed her nipples and she gasped with expectancy, wishing and patiently waiting for more to come.
She arched her back, pushing her breasts upwards as I leaned down to lick her nipples. She gyrated her hips as I licked away at her nipples, feeling the hard erection sliding along her pussy. She flicked her head off to the side to get her hair out of her face, but that hard flick caused her glasses to fly a short distance away and land on the edge of the bed. I quickly took it and placed it on the bedside table.
Ann got off me, and laid down on her back. She spread her legs and did a come hither gesture with her fingers. I got on top of her and parted her legs more as she adjusted to my positioning. I rubbed my fully erected dick against her clitoris, watching as she moaned with pleasure and her vagina leaked juices.
After teasing her for a while, I pushed my dick downwards, poking into the entrance of her vagina. Slowly, I eased myself into her, pushing my dick into her soft, warm cavern inch by inch. Ann moaned as I filled her up. I leaned forward and kissed her neck. Ann instinctively wrapped her arms around my back and hugged me tight as I began to rock my hips forward into hers, sliding my dick in and out of her.
I began slowly, working up a good rhythm. I didn’t want to go fast because she had requested for a slow love-making. Her hands kept caressing my back, and her lips kept trying to find mine. We kissed passionately as the soft piaks from below continued. I felt her body warmth radiating towards me, and we both began to perspire.
She tilted her head backwards and moaned as my dick hit the pleasure spots within her, and I took the chance to kiss and lick her neck. Ann moaned loudly and cursed as she felt the signs of orgasm coming soon.
I continued to thrust my hips at hers, increasing the intensity by a bit, and she moaned loudly before she gripped my arms tightly with her hands. She clenched her teeth together and her body shook as the first orgasm washed over her.
I did not miss a single beat. I continued to fuck her as I trailed my tongue along her neck, and then her ears. Ann moaned and moaned as I pleasured her with my mouth, hands and my dick. One moment, I was french kissing her, the next, I was licking her neck and ears. My hands rubbed her nipples or her clitoris, or kneaded her breasts.
Ann suddenly pushed me off her, and as I rolled over onto my back, she went on top of me. Holding my dick tightly with her hand, she lowered herself onto it and watch my dick slide inside of her pussy. Another moan escaped her mouth as the began to ride me like a rodeo.
The both of us thrusted our hips, driving the penetration deeper and deeper, making sure that each time our hips hit each other’s, my dick was fully buried inside her pussy. Her perspiration dripped down her face and gathered on her chin, where it either dripped onto her bouncing breasts, or my chest.
I held her waist gently caressed her. Ann adjusted herself and moaned as another orgasm washed over her. After the orgasm wore off, she rode me even harder and faster, as if each orgasm was a gear shift. I held her hips down as I couldn’t hold back anymore. I buried my dick deep inside her and ejaculated my load into her womb. Ann felt the warm explosion within her, and she fell forward and lay down on top of me.
Her perspiration flowed down the sides of her face, and plastered between our bodies. I could feel her ribcage move as she sucked in mouthful after mouthful of air. She rested her hands on my shoulder and her head beside my neck, as we recover.
Within minutes, I heard Ann snoring softly. She had fallen asleep on top of me, and I couldn’t move without waking her up. So in the end I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, I woke up to find that Ann had rolled off me sometime during the night, and I got up to go pee. A quick check at the clock showed that it was 9.15am. I checked my phone after I got out from the bathroom. Bryan, Vivian and Yivonne will be coming over at 10am. Eileen and Joel will come at around 11am.
I quickly woke Ann up, and she sat up straight and rubbed her eyes before falling back onto bed. Then she wriggled out of bed and went to use the bathroom. I changed into my berms and t-shirt, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of juice to drink. When I came back from the kitchen, Ann was in a pair of red thongs, with black lining. She was wearing a matching pair of red satin bra with black lace linings. I saw the bra cup her breasts nicely, and Ann reached behind her to clasp the bra ends together. As she did that, her chest pushed outwards and I saw the glorious twin mounds straining against her bra. She managed to clasp the bra together and she turned around and saw me ogling at her.
Ann: That’s rude!
Me: I couldn’t help it.
Ann: I mean, you didn’t even offer to help me buckle up!
Me: Oh that… I didn’t want to in case I make things worse. I have trouble helping girls buckle their bras up. Kind of an inborne mechanism of my mind. The nature is to strip, not to cover up.
Ann: Tsk.
She pulled a tshirt over her head and pulled on a pair of khaki shorts. As she walked to the kitchen to rummage through my fridge for food, she swayed her hips. Her fitted clothes showed her figure off well, despite the clothes being really ordinary. Ann emerged from my kitchen with a bowl of cereal, and she sat down on the sofa and watched tv as she ate, while I mopped my floor with the magiclean wiper.
At 10.15am, the doorbell rang, and I opened it to see Yivonne, Bryan and Vivian, as well as a large icebox. We carried the icebox into the kitchen and Yivonne opened it to take out all the meats that she had bought. Over the next couple of hours, we defrosted the meat and marinated them, preparing it for the BBQ later. Eileen and Joel had come over, and they helped out as well. Kim and Hyun too. Jezebelle and Annabelle came over too, and they brought bottles of wine along.
Vivian: Where’s Rhee?
Hyun: That bum’s probably sleeping. He won’t help out anyway, so no matter. The longer he stays in Singapore, the more asshole he becomes. You better stay away from him, Vivian. Trust me.
Vivian: Hahaha… I’m not afraid of him. I’ve got Bryan.
While they marinated the meats, Kim and Ann accompanied me to go out and buy lunch in Bryan’s dad’s Lexus. We headed out to Ang Mo Kio to buy prata, and Muthu was shocked at the amount of prata and murtabak that I was buying.
Muthu: Big Party arh boss?!
Me: No lah, hahaha… just a small gathering…
Muthu: Your small gathering eat a lot arh!
We both laughed. Then Muthu made small talk with me while the pratas were being fried, he wanted to make sure the prata he gave me were all piping hot. 10 minutes later, I paid him and collected the prata, and we were on our way back to the apartment. Muthu had thrown in complimentary packets of pappadum and a packet of mutton steak.
Rhee had decided to wake up, and he was at my sofa watching tv, while the rest were in the kitchen helping to pack the meats into large ziplock bags and label them. The ziplock bags went back into the icebox. I made additional ice as well to top up the melted ice later.
Hyun helped us lay the table and we took out plates for everyone. Rhee immediately came over and commented that the food smells good and took a plate from Hyun. Hyun shot him a dirty look but he didn’t see it, or he ignored it. Before anyone touched the pratas, Rhee reached in with his hand and picked out 2 egg and 1 kosong prata.
Kim: You rude asshole, can you at least use the fork to pick the prata?!
Rhee: Sorry babe, too hungry.
He then poured a generous amount of curry on his prata and walked back to the sofa to eat. Hyun, Kim, and Ann had a look of disgust on their faces. Yivonne shook her head and everyone just dug into the prata. We sat around the dining table and ate and chatted, leaving Rhee to be in his own world. Even Bryan, Vivian, Eileen and Joel knew from the vibe that there was obvious friction between all of us and Rhee.
We finished our pratas and continued to sit around the dining table, chatting now. Bryan shared with Eileen and Joel about what they saw at the track session the last time they went up with us, regaling the both of them and Hyun with tales of how Jezebelle and I dueled on the track. We then talked to Hyun as well, and also about the penultimate semester before we graduated. Vivian suggested a grad trip, and everyone was interested. But there were way too many suggestions being thrown out. Cebu, Boracay, Vung Tau, Phuket, Chiang Mai, Maldives, Hokkaido, Taiwan, Bangkok, Seoul, Australia and New Zealand were all suggested places. In the end, we just decided to save up as much as we can, then decide nearer to graduation.
The girls went off to change into their bikins, as the afternoon sun was beckoning them to the pool. Rhee immediately went to change as well. As the girls came out in their bikinis one after another, Rhee’s eyes lighted up. It was so obvious that he was mentally undressing each one of them. He pursed his lips, mentally rating each of them. He stared at Vivian, Jezebelle, Annabelle, and Yivonne the longest. Bryan and I also changed up, and we all went down together.
The water in the pool was surprisingly warmer than expected. We all rinsed off at the shower before slipping into the water. Those who swam, swam, while those who play with water or the volleyball played. I swam together with Hyun and Kim, doing 20 laps. Then the both of them went off to play monkey with the rest. Jezebelle and Annabelle were lying down on deckchairs getting a tan. Jezebelle lay facing down, and had untied her bikini. Annabelle was lying facing up. I went over and sat down on an empty deck chair beside Annabelle.
Jezebelle: Jun, not joining them? They look like they are having fun.
Me: I could say the same for the 2 of you.
Annabelle: We did play a while! Then we decided to get a tan instead because Rhee kept trying to get lucky. He groped my sister’s breast when trying to intercept the ball, and claims it was an accident.
Jezebelle: Yeah… Sneaky bugger. I did ‘accidentally’ kick him in the groin the next time he tried it though.
Annabelle and I: Hahahaha…
Annabelle: Jun, sell me your bike leh! I getting my class 2A soon liao!
Me: Noooo…..
Annabelle: But you got your R1 liao!!!
Me: Different bike mah.
Annabelle: You see arh… You got 2 bikes now, but only one butt butt. How you sit 2 bikes? Surely one will get neglected right?
Me: I can always ride R1 on 1,3,5,7, and PGM IV on 2,4,6.
Annabelle: Tsk!
Jezebelle: I told you liao… Hahaha… Ah Hao also told me Jun won’t sell his bike one… Ah Hao say cos PGM IV getting rarer and rarer, Jun sure keep as collection de.
Annabelle: Haiz… But I want… Somemore if buy his, then I don’t need to do up already. Don’t need to go tune also…
Me: Hahaha… I promise lah, I help you find one PGM IV. And whatever parts you need, I give you the contacts to get for yourself. You want find my mechanic to do, I also can intro you.
Annabelle: Hehehehe… okay!
Annabelle blew me a kiss, then smiled at me. As I sat there relaxing and enjoying the light breeze, I caught Annabelle stealing glances at me, if not staring outright.
I excused myself and went to the toilet. When I came out of the toilet, I saw Annabelle waiting outside.
Good morning all! Hope you’ve had a great weekend! Here’s the next part!
Previously on My SYT Korean Coursemate/Neighbour:
When I came out of the toilet, I saw Annabelle waiting outside.
Annabelle: Jun, you single now hor? Hahaha…
Me: Erm, yeah… Why?
Annabelle: Well…. You’re single, I’m single… I think I like you… Do you think we can go out sometime, like on a date or something?
Me: Whoa…
Annabelle: What? Is it too sudden?
Me: Yeah… yea… it is… I mean, I’ve just come out of a relationship, but I’m not looking to start one soon.
Annabelle: It’s just dating… Don’t worry. Like go dinner, go movie? Don’t need to be together to do that right? Or if you prefer, we can go rounding together… If you feel awkward, we can always ask Ah Wei they all come along.
Me: I guess we can work something out as just friends, but nothing more than friends at the moment. I really cannot promise you anything, because I actually like someone else.
Annabelle: I know. Tingting right? Couple helmet gives it away. She told me she bought it for your birthday.
Me: Yeah. Tingting and I have something going on. But we’re both not ready to go steady yet.
Annabelle: That gives me time to change your mind, hopefully.
Annabelle turned around and walked away, purposely sashaying as she walked away. Her hips swayed naturally as she walked, highlighting her nice long legs, perky ass, and slim waist.
What the fuck did I do to get all these complications? Seriously… Some people call it a blessing, that hey, so many girls are interested in you and you can have your choice pick out of them. But dammit, the picking is the problem, especially when you hate to hurt people’s feelings. First, it was Kim and Tingting, rather straightforward, after Kim gone, Tingting take over. But before Kim gone, Ann came into the equation as well. Then now, Ann like not here not there in the equation, I haven’t decide whether to go full Tingting or not yet, then Annabelle come and chup ji kah, despite me already saying I have preference for Tingting.
I walked back to the pool, shaking my head. Most of them were already out of the pool, rinsing the chlorinated water off their bodies.
Yivonne: Jun! Let’s go and get the stuff down for barbequeing!
I nodded and along with the rest minus Rhee, Vivian, Jezebelle, Eileen and Joel, we headed up to the apartment to get the icebox, the utensils, and the firestarters and lighters. Bryan went to the Lexus to bring out the pack of charcoal.
When we returned to the pool with the stuff, Jezebelle was busy tying her bikini up, and Eileen was helping her. Rhee sat a distance away holding his hand to his face. Joel came up to me.
Joel: Holy shit… You all missed it man…
Me: Missed what?
Joel: Rhee tried to get fresh with Jezebelle. Don’t know he touched her or what, then she got up and slapped him across the face damn hard. At that moment, because the bikini top was not fastened, she zaogeng. Lucky only us around.
I put the things down at the pit and walked over to Jezebelle.
Me: You ok?
Jezebelle: Yeah, I’m fine. Bastard came over and chatted with me, I didn’t think much about it until he started to get touchy feely and rested his hand on my buttcheek and squeezed. I forgot my top wasn’t fastened and when I got up to slap him, I exposed my breasts for a while.
Eileen: It was a good solid slap though. His face will have the handprint for tonight at least.
Me: Serves him right.
Joel: He wasn’t like that when he first came, what happened to him?
Me: I have no idea. He has been picking up random girls to fuck around for the past month or so according to Kim. Probably revealing his true colours now.
Word of what happened spread quickly, and soon, no one was talking to Rhee, even Bryan the social butterfly is ignoring him. Left without friends, Rhee went back to the apartment in anger.
We got the fire started, and I started to grill the chicken wings and the steaks. Vivian brought the potato salad they had made from my fridge down to the table and those that were hungry started to eat first while waiting for the meat to be cooked. Bryan and Joel went to my apartment a couple of times to bring down the beers and wine.
We spent the next 4hrs eating and drinking and chatting. By the 3hr mark, most of us were tipsy to some extent, some more than others. Hyun, Kim, Jezebelle and Annabelle’s faces were flushed red. Much of the chat topic was on Rhee, as Hyun filled everyone in on how much of an asshole Rhee was. Hyun and Kim purposely left out the part where Ann fell into his trap and got fucked, much to Ann’s relief.
Annabelle got up to refill her glass with wine, then she found a seat beside me. She clang her glass against mine, then we both drank up. Her gaze never left my face, and she tried to get my attention by tapping her hand gently on my thigh. It was obvious that she was flirting with me.
Annabelle: Jun, thanks for grilling the food just now for us, it was perfect. Hehe…
Her hand was still resting on my thigh.
Me: Don’t mention it. Glad you enjoyed the food.
Annabelle smiled at me. Her eyes told me she wanted more. I got up and went to get more wine. She followed me.
Me: How old are you, Annabelle?
Annabelle: Me? Heh… 19… Why?
Me: Just asking, that’s all. Wondering how much younger you are than Jezebelle.
Annabelle: Don’t worry, I’m old enough to be legal, and young enough to be a virgin still.
Annabelle gave me a coquettish smile as she said that, and then a wink. I cleared my throat nervously.
Me: Erm, that’s not what I meant.
Annabelle: Why? Am I not attractive enough for you?
Me: No.. no… Not that… You are a very beautiful young lady, but I cannot be your boyfriend.
Annabelle: Why not? Tingting?
Me: Yes, I made her a promise that I will be together with her once I’m ready.
Annabelle looked towards the table where everyone was seated at, no one was paying us any attention. She discreetly reached for my groin and caressed it gently.
Annabelle: Is there any way I can change your mind perhaps?
I gently held her hand, and guided it away from my groin.
Me: I’m sorry, I don’t want things to get complicated.
Annabelle: Maybe you need to try the goods first…
She grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the toilets. Annabelle had difficulty walking straight as the effects of the alcohol had taken their toll on her. She was very very tipsy, but she could still think somewhat logically. Her inhibition was non-existent though. She pulled me into the male toilet, and into one of the cubicles.
Me: Annabelle, stop.
She didn’t care. As soon as the door was locked, she kissed me and her hands began to pull my berms and boxers down.
Me: Annabelle, STOP!
Annabelle: I’m going to become a woman tonight. And you will help me. Even if we don’t end up together, I trust and like you enough to want to lose my virginity to you tonight. So don’t ask me to fucking stop.
Her words alone sent more blood rushing to my dick, and it stiffened uncomfortably under my boxers. She squatted down as she pulled my berms and boxers down. My erected dick sprang out and nearly whipped her chin.
Annabelle: Oh my… it’s big… Ok… I’ve seen what my sister did with her ex. I can do this.
She held my dick with one hand, and she began to lick the tip. Her tongue licked part of my shaft, and teased the tip of my dick, licking along the grooves of my dick head. She was inexperienced, but she had an idea on what to do. And the plus of it being her first time made it even more arousing for me.
With her free hand, she swept her long hair to one side, letting me have a good look at her face as she continued to lick my dick. After a while, she wrapped her lips around my dick and began to blow me. As she blew me, she glanced upwards to look at me, and she was glad that I was enjoying the blowjob.
I shifted myself and sat down on the toilet bowl, and I placed my hand at the back of her head and guided her. She continued to blow and suck me enthusiastically for another 10minutes, before she disengaged and massaged her jaw.
Annabelle: Oww… my jaw is aching now…
She turned around and pulled her shorts and panties down, then removed her shirt and bra. As she stood there in front of me, I was awed. Annabelle was slimmer than Jezebelle at the waist, and she had a perfect hourglass figure. Her hips were wide but not not as wide as Tingting’s, and I could see her peach bottom butt. Her legs were also toned and slim. A thigh gap was visible, and I could see her glistening pussy. She was trimmed, but not shaved.
Annabelle helped me to remove my berms and boxers, then my shirt. She faced me and straddled me, as she sat down on my thighs. My half erected dick rested against her groin between our groins. Gently, she reached down and massaged my dick, coaxing it. It hardened, erected fully in its 7” glory. I grabbed her arms.
Me: Annabelle, are you sure about this? This is your first time you’re talking about.
Annabelle looked at me. Without hesitation, she raised her hips, and used her hand to guide my dick towards her pussy and she slowly lowered herself down. The tip of my dick caught the entry to her pussy, but stuck there. Annabelle winced in pain as she raised her hips and lowered them again slowly. Each time, my dick pushed more and more into her, but the pain made her sit up and try again and again. Her forehead began to bead with perspiration. She gritted her teeth and tried again, sitting down forcefully.
Annabelle: HURRRRRGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!
My dick broke through her hymen, tearing past her defenses. Her pussy was already well lubricated, and my dick slipped inside her extremely tight pussy easily. Annabelle threw her arms behind my back and hugged me tightly as she tried to deal with the pain of the sudden penetration and the tearing of her hymen. Her body began to perspire.
Annabelle: Urrrggghhh….. Oh my god…. Urrrrrgggggghhhhh…..
I gently began to move my hips a little, and Annabelle moaned softly as the unfamiliar pleasure began to push through the pain barrier slowly. She winced every time my dick slid in and out of her, the pleasure not quite overcoming the pain yet. I felt a warm wetness on the inside of my thighs, and the wetness flowed slowly down my groin, and started to pool under my butt.
Annabelle continued to raise her hips and slam them down back when she sat back down. She lifted her chin towards the ceiling and soft moans came from her. Her large breasts brushed against my chest, the contact stimulating her nipples. She no longer winced, but down below, her pussy was still tightly squeezing my dick as it went in and out of her.
Annabelle hugged me tighter, squishing her breasts against my chest and she put her head on my shoulder as she used her legs to push up and down. Our bodies slapped against each others’, and Annabelle’s moans became louder and louder. I reached up with a hand and cupped her mouth, muffling her moans.
The tightness of her pussy was too much for me to bear, and I barely held out long enough until she suddenly squealed out and her body shivered. She had her virgin orgasm. I stopped holding mine back, and I exploded deep inside her, filling her virgin womb with thick, hot semen. Exhausted, the both of us hugged each other for a while, before she got off me, and I got up.
My butt and my groin were splattered with her blood from the tearing of her hymen. Hers was as well. I gathered up a lot of toilet paper and sneakily wet them at the sink after I opened the toilet door, making sure no one was outside. We cleaned up as much of the blood as possible, even to the extent of using the cleaner’s hose to splash water on the toilet bowl to remove all traces. Then wearing our clothes back, she walked back to the poolside. I saw that she was walking with quite a bit of difficulty. Her legs are more open when she took her stride, and they were noticeably more wobbly. I waited another 10mins before I headed back via a different route.
Jezebelle: Wah eh Jun, you also go bomb toilet arh?
Me: Huh? No lah, I went to the carpark to adjust something on my bike.
Jezebelle: Terrible lah! Kim, when he was with you, did he do that to? Anti-social to go sayang his bike?
Kim: Hahaha… Sometimes, but not always…
Annabelle looked at me. She tried to signal to me that her pussy hurts, but she also winked to let me know she enjoyed it. We helped to pack up everything and headed back upstairs into my apartment.
As everyone was tipsy, they decided to stay over and not risk drink-driving since it was a Friday night. Kim and Hyun would go back to their room, Eileen and Joel will sleep on one of my sofas, while Ann and Yivonne took the other, Bryan and Vivianl will take my guestroom, and the Belles will share my bed with me.
We took turns to brush our teeth, and Ann whined about being relegated to the sofa from my bed. Then everyone turned in for the night.
Jezebelle slept on one side, while I slept on the other side, and Annabelle slept right in the middle.
It was a little past 2am when I was awakened by Annabelle crawling on top of me.
Annabelle: Jun… I can’t sleep… I keep thinking about just now…
Jun: What? It’s… (I checked my clock) 2.15am… just lie down and close your eyes…
Annabelle: I tried… I can’t… let’s fuck again… I now not as painful anymore.
Without waiting for my answer, she grabbed my hand and pushed it under her panties. I felt her pussy. It was wet with juices, and getting wetter still. Her hands reached under my boxers and caressed my dick, rubbing it gently, waking it up. Without a word, she went under the blanket and began to blow me.
It wasn’t long before we started getting it on again. She climbed onto me after we had both stripped and she slotted my dick into her wet, waiting pussy. Gosh, she was still so tight that even with a copious amount of her natural lubricating juices, I felt the vaginal walls restricting my dick’s entry into her.
We started off slow, with her grinding her hips so my dick slipped in and out of her slowly. But as the pleasure started to flood her, she increased the intensity. Suddenly…
Jezebelle: What… the… fuck?!
Jezebelle hissed, trying to keep her volume down, but letting us know she wasn’t pleased.
Annabelle and I looked at Jezebelle, shocked. Annabelle quickly grabbed the blanket and covered her chest with it. Jezebelle continued to stare at us with shock.
Jezebelle hissed again, “What the fuck were yall doing? “
Annabelle: Shhhhh……… I was horny, and I made Jun fuck me.
Jezebelle: Aren’t you a virgin?!
Annabelle: Oh c’mon jie… I’m 19! It’s about time I lost it. You lost it at 17!
Jezebelle: That was different!
Annabelle: What is different?! You were in a relationship first before you lost it? And then what happened? He took your virginity and treated you like shit after that. I may not be in a relationship with Jun, but he is a nice guy.
Jezebelle: You barely know Jun!
Annabelle: I know that he is nice enough to tell me that he cannot promise me a relationship when I tried to seduce him. But it’s ok, I don’t mind losing my virginity to a nice guy. Anyway, we’ve already done it. No strings attached.
Jezebelle: You what?! When?!
Annabelle: Just now after dinner. When we were gone for a while. I pulled Jun into the cubicle and told him no strings attached, and we fucked. So make me.
Jezebelle glared at Annabelle, then she turned towards me and glared at me. She began to smack me a few times.
Jezebelle: Jun! My sister may be an idiot! But you should know better! Why you let her seduce you?!
Me: Dammit, Jez, I’m a guy, and my resistance is low, especially when your beautiful sister has her hands around my dick and tells me it’s no strings attached.
Jezebelle: What the fuck, Jun… Really… What the fuck… I know guys are horny bastards, but you have a bloody shitty resistance. And I try to hint you so long liao, you also never take notice, so you mean I’m not pretty enough issit?
Annabelle: C’mon jie, don’t be a sourpuss… You liked Jun, but you didn’t make a move, and I did it first. Then now you get upset?
Jezebelle: I’m upset because you lost your virginity in a one-night stand!
Annabelle: It doesn’t need to be just one night, you know?
Jezebelle: It’s still something not serious!
Annabelle: You’re just salty cos you didn’t get to try Jun before me…
Jezebelle’s face flashed red, a combination of shame, embarrassment, anger, and shock. She proceeded to push Annabelle off me and she grabbed my half-erected dick, which was wet with Annabelle’s juices. She began to stroke it and it rapidly stiffened. Annabelle sat off at the side, stunned and watching Jezebelle stroke me.
Jezebelle: So now… Am I hot enough for you to fuck me yet?
Me: No.
Jezebelle glared at me angrily.
Me: You’re not naked yet, how do I fuck you?
Jezebelle released my dick and immediately removed all her clothes.
Me: That’s it… Now get ready to ride me like your Ducati.
Jezebelle: You better have the kind of torque my Ducati has then!
She immediately hopped onto my thighs and grabbed my dick, positioning it, she lowered herself on me. Annabelle protested, saying that she was interrupted. Jezebelle shushed her saying that she already had her taste earlier in the evening, and it was her turn now. Annabelle started to sulk.
Me: Come here. Let me show you what my tongue can do.
Annabelle smiled and straddled my face. As she lowered herself down, I licked her pussy, spreading her juices across her labia. My tongue glided across her clitoris, and Annabelle gasped. I ran my tongue back across her clitoris again and she squirmed and gasped again. I held her thighs down with my arms so she couldn’t squirm out of range. What followed was a pleasurable torture for her.
Meanwhile, Jezebelle rode herself on my dick with gusto. Her toned butt slapped against my thighs every time she lowered herself. She moaned loudly as my dick jammed against her cervix again and again. She was tight as fuck too.
Annabelle came shortly after, but I held her down and continued my tongue assault. She slowly learned to enjoy the feeling, and it was not long before she grabbed my head and pushed me closer towards her pussy. She moaned loudly as a second orgasm swept over her. Annabelle got off me, and sat down beside me, catching her breath.
Jezebelle, seeing that Annabelle had got off, leaned forward. Her breasts hung from her chest, and I reached up to grope them, pinching her nipples lightly. Jezebelle moaned and rode me even faster. I couldn’t hold it in any more and I warned her that I was going to cum, but she kept going. I warned her a second time and proceeded to push her off, but she grabbed my arms and held on tight while riding even faster.
Jezebelle: Urghhh… urgghhh… urgghh… HUUURRRGGHHHHHH!!!
She came hard. I came hard too. My load of hot, sticky semen blew deep inside her vagina. Jezebelle fell forward and leaned on top of me. Her back rose and fell rapidly as she sucked in mouthloads of air. I gently pushed her off of me, and took a piece of tissue to clean her pussy as best as I could, sticking my fingers in to dig out as much of the cum as I can.
Annabelle pulled me aside, and she went down to lick my fingers, before licking Jezebelle’s pussy.
Jezebelle: Mei… What are you…. Oooh…. Urrrrhhhhh…
Annabelle teased Jezebelle like how I teased her, and I sat at the side watching the show. Annabelle grabbed and kneaded Jezebelle’s breasts, while she continued licking.
Annabelle: Jie… Can you lick me too?
Jezebelle opened her eyes, and looked at Annabelle. She slipped under Annabelle as Annabelle crawled upwards. Jezebelle adjusted so she was in 69 position with Annabelle, and they began to lick each other.
I can’t help but stroke my dick while watching such an erotic sight. Two sisters pleasuring each other. I sat by the side and silently urged my dick to recover quickly.
The sisters moaned sensually as the both of them pleasured each other. Jezebelle knew the right places to rub, and attacked Annabelle’s clitoris relentlessly. Annabelle wasn’t too sure though, she kept licking Jezebelle’s labia, but wasn’t pleasuring Jezebelle as much as she was receiving. I pointed out Jezebelle’s tiny clit to Annabelle, and she began licking there, causing Jezebelle to gasp and moan. Annabelle caught on fast and began to attack Jezebelle’s clit with gusto. The both of them came multiple times before they both stopped from exhaustion.
I gently stroked my dick, which had recovered. It became rock hard in an instance, and I positioned myself before Annabelle, who was lying down on her back beside Jezebelle. She was already shagged out, and offered no resistance as I parted her legs and gently pushed myself into her. Gosh, still so tight. I watched her pussy clamped around my dick as I pushed inside her slowly. Annabelle let out a soft, tired moan.
Grabbing her thighs and spreading them wide, I began to thrust my hips at hers violently. She moaned and grabbed the bedsheets as I watched her breasts sway with the momentum of my thrusting. Jezebelle looked at us, but she was too shagged to do anything about us.
I stopped banging Annabelle, and I went over to Jezebelle, then I spread her hips and banged her too. I stopped when she had another orgasm, then switched back to Annabelle. I kept it up, swapping each time they reached orgasm, and when I couldn’t take it any longer, it was Annabelle I was fucking.
Me: I’m cumming…..
Annabelle: Jun….. Will… urrgggh…. i…. urrrrgghhh pregnant? Urrgghhhh….
Before I could answer her, I lost control and spewed my load inside of her.
Annabelle: HUUURRRRGGGHHHH!!!!
I pulled my dick out from her pussy, and watched as a sliver of semen began to flow out of her sweet, tight, pink pussy.
I reached into my drawer and took out a couple of morning after pills and passed it to the sisters. Then I went to get a glass of water for them. After they took the pill, they lay back down on my bed.
After I joined them, Annabelle hugged my arm, and faced me, but her eyes were closed.
Annabelle: So… This is how sex feels like…. I love it…
Jezebelle: Meimei… you are very lucky…
Annabelle: Why, jie?
Jezebelle: I had the best sex of my life today. And you lost your virginity to a damn good sex partner. Not like me, losing it to that loser ex of mine.
Annabelle: Heh… I told you… I picked the right person to lose my virginity to. Unlike your Mr 5 seconds.
Me: What Mr 5 seconds?
Annabelle: Her ex boyfriend. The first one that took her virginity. He penetrated her and began to thrust for 5 seconds before he pulled out and ejaculated his cum on my jiejie’s tummy.
Jezebelle: And that, was how I lost my virginity. There was only pain that night, no pleasure. At least the next one, the biker, could fuck. But even he was no match for you.
Me: I’ll take that as a compliment.
Jezebelle: It is.
The 3 of us got up, then went to wash up before we headed back to bed and turned in. Jezebelle hugged one of my spare pillows, but Annabelle insisted on being spooned by me, and that was what I did.
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Jezebelle hugged one of my spare pillows, but Annabelle insisted on being spooned by me, and that was what I did.
The next morning, I was awakened by my morning wood. I opened my eyes to see that I was still spooning Annabelle, who was soundly asleep. It was quite awkward as my erected dick was poking her butt cheek, and it was in a very uncomfortable position. I tried to adjust a little, and my dick slipped in between her butt cheeks. The tip of my dick slid against Annabelle’s labia, and glided effortlessly across it. She was wet.
Feeling cheeky, I decided to adjust my hips a little, and the tip of my dick glided up and down across her labia. It was a sooner or later thing, that the tip of my dick will catch the entrance of her pussy, and that was what happened, as it slipped into her pussy, just the tip. Annabelle stirred.
I moved my hips back a little, sliding the tip of my dick out a little, before I pushed my hips against her butt again, driving my dick halfway into her pussy.
Annabelle: mmmmffff….
She held my hand with hers, then guided it to her breast. I cupped her breast and kneaded lightly as she pushed her butt towards me more, sliding my dick further into her. The both of us positioned ourselves as far away from Jezebelle as possible. The pocketed spring technology from my Simmons bed will make it harder to wake Jezebelle up the further we are from her.
I lifted Annabelle’s leg into the air as I fucked her sideways, driving my dick into her again and again. My hands kneaded her breast and teased her nipples, until she was close to orgasm. She held my hand and moved them upwards to her mouth, where she then sucked and licked my index and middle fingers.
I continued to thrust away below and it wasn’t long until she came hard. Annabelle moaned very softly, controlling herself. She then looked at me.
Annabelle: What a nice way to be woken up. I learnt something new. Can you teach me more?
I grinned at her and raised her hips above her head. Standing up on the bed, I pushed my dick downwards and entered her from the top. Enter the Piledriver. I drove my dick into her again and again, the angle helping me to hit her g spot without fail every entry. It drove her nuts in no time at all as she climaxed twice in quick succession. Her face began to flush a deep red as all the blood flowed towards her head and I quickly put her hips down again.
I turned her over and raised her hips, and she automatically got on all fours for me. Without hesitation, I entered her again and grabbed her hips and pumped her. Annabelle moaned softly and began to buckle at her arms, making it harder for me to maintain the position properly. I reached forward and grabbed her hair and gently pulled back.
Annabelle did not mind, but she knew what I wanted and she arched her back and raised her head to relieve the tension on her hair. I released her hair as she also pushed up with her hands, straightening the elbows. This allowed my dick to thrust fully into her. Her large boobs swayed with the momentum, and our hips banged against each others’ with loud piaks. I grabbed her hips tight and pulled against mine as I thrusted my hips forward and held it there, with my dick fully inside her quivering pussy. I released my load deep inside her, and the both of us fell forward back onto the bed.
We panted heavily, trying to get our breaths back. I slowly pulled out of her, and rolled off her. I took a look at her pussy, and saw a small gaping hole there. I had stretched her well over the past 12hrs. another sliver of cum began to flow out from that small gap.
I got up to wash up, then I brushed my teeth and shaved before I wore my boxers and headed out of the bedroom toilet to see Bryan standing at the bedroom door, staring at the naked belles. Bryan looked at me and grinned wickedly. Then I went over to him and pushed him out of the door before I closed it gently. He continued to grin at me then whispered.
Bryan: Steady lah bro! Even the belle sisters also let you fuck liao… At the rate you are going, sooner or later all the girls in class also you can plant flag on them liao.
Me: What the hell you talking about, dude?
Bryan: You know those angmoh girls, whenever they fuck a big black cock, then they will go and tattoo a spade with a Q to say they are “Queen of Spades”, which means they have preference for BBC and are black owned? You can start yours liao. Maybe get those girls you fucked to go tattoo a J of Hearts. J for Jun. And hearts because you are not a black dude, and you flood them with loving feelings as your modus operandi.
I slapped Bryan’s back and chuckled. It was not a bad idea actually. Leaving the J of Hearts on girls as my own personal brand. But we all know that it will not happen, because Asians are more discrete, especially while living in a conservative society as that in Singapore.
We walked past the guestroom and I peeked in. Vivian was sleeping on her side, facing away from the entrance. She was also completely naked, and I could see her shapely butt, and her thin waist clearly. I gave Bryan a cheeky look and he smiled then closed the guestroom door.
The both of us went into the kitchen and sat down over a glass of orange juice.
Bryan: So how was it? Shiok?
Me: Quite.
Bryan: Who was better? Jezebelle or Annabelle?
Me: Well, Jezebelle is not a virgin, but more experienced. Annabelle was a virgin, and not experienced. Different lah, cannot compare. Apple vs orange.
Bryan: Annabelle was a virgin?!
Me: Yeah.
Bryan slapped his thighs.
Bryan: Fuck! She damn hot and you took her virginity. I kowtow to you, brother.
Me: What about Vivian?
Bryan: She’s not a virgin.
Me: But better than Eileen?
Bryan: Of course… She damn frisky. Eileen is like dead fish compared to Vivian.
We chatted about the rest of the girls, and Bryan lamented that there wasn’t any orgy last night. He had been hoping for one to take place. I told him that it would be hard as there were new people like Jezebelle and Annabelle and Rhee with us, and Joel isn’t really into the whole orgy thing. Bryan sounded me out whether he can finally go for a round with Kim or not, and I said he’ll have to ask her regarding that. We then washed our glasses and returned to our respective rooms.
I went back to my room and sat down on my bed, but not before staring at the stunning forms of the sisters’ bodies. I picked up my phone and read the messages from Tingting and replied her. Then I put down my phone beside me and felt Jezebelle stir from her slumber. She sat up straight and rubbed her eyes, giving me a good look of her breasts. Her hair was frizzled on the side that was not tied down in cornrows.
After rubbing her eyes, she slouched and squinted at me, then she crawled up to me and sat on my thighs facing me. Her pussy rubbed against my half erected dick through the fabric of my boxers. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tight, resting her head on my shoulder. Her warmth radiated up to me and I could smell her sweet natural scent.
Jezebelle sat up straight and looked into my eyes, then rested her forehead against mine before she nuzzled noses with me. Then she tilted her head sideways and kissed me softly, then again, and again. I kissed her back and my hands started to roam, as did hers. She moved her hips, grinding her pussy against my dick through the fabric, causing my dick to rapidly erect to its full length.
She reached down with her hands and tugged my boxers, and I lifted my ass off the bed enough for her to slide the elastic band under my thigh. Then she tugged at the elastic band at the front of my boxers to release my dick, and slide my boxers down to my knees, where they dropped to my feet.
Gently caressing my dick, she rubbed it gently before lifting her hips and pushing my dick down to enter her pussy. The moment my dick poked into her pussy, she slowly lowered herself onto me until my dick was fully buried in her pussy.
I held her butt and stood up on my feet, walking towards the space in my bedroom, and Jezebelle wrapped her legs around my waist. She used her strong leg muscles to start pushing herself up and down on my dick, as I thrusted my hips at hers, timing ourselves. Our groins and hips smacked against each others’ with loud PIAKS, and she held my shoulders tight with her arms.
We began to work up a sweat, and perspiration flowed down our foreheads to our chins, eventually dripping onto her breasts and disappearing into her cleavage. Jezebelle’s hair plastered against her forehead, and she lifted one hand to brush her hair away from her face. I looked into her beautiful face, and saw her cheeks becoming rosier. She looked back at me and smiled briefly, her cute dimples showing, before she closed her eyes, tilted her head upwards and moaned with another thrust deep into her.
After 10minutes, my veins were popped out all over my body. My arms, my neck, my temples and my forehead. I could feel the lactic acid building up in my arms. Jezebelle had came again and I was close myself. I walked towards the window and placed her butt down on the ledge. Jezebelle leaned against the window and I continued thrusting my dick into hers. Piak Piak Piak Piak Piak.
It took another 3 solid minutes of thrusting at least before I came together with Jezebelle. I thrusted fully inside her and she grabbed the back of my neck with her hand as she came too. My dick twitched violently inside her and unloaded my hot semen inside her womb. Jezebelle grabbed my head with her hands and she french kissed me for 5 minutes before she let me go. As I retreated, the cum slowly flowed out of her pussy and dripped onto the floor.
Jezebelle got up and fell forward onto me as her legs buckled under her weight. Her legs were all wobbly and suffering with pins and needles from the exertions earlier. I gently supported her into the bathroom so she could wash up. I took the chance to rinse my body and dick as well, then I returned to my room and wiped the cum off the floor. Changing into a pair of berms and a tshirt, I went back out to the hall. The rest were already half awake, and Yivonne was up and about in the kitchen, making breakfast. Eileen slept on Joel’s lap as Joel stroked her hair. Ann continued snoozing in a super chor lor position, with her legs spread wide. You can easily see her panties through the openings of her shorts.
As I walked past the guestroom, I heard sounds of passion coming from within. Bryan and Vivian must be going through round 2. I continued into the kitchen and helped Yivonne.
Me: Need help?
Yivonne: Morning, Jun! Not really, I’m good. But if you wanna stay and keep me company, I’m more than glad!
Me: Sure. No problem.
Yivonne: How was your night with the 2 sisters? Did anything happen?
Me: What do you think?
Yivonne: Haha… knowing you, and your charms, surely you would have made short work of them. I heard the moans when I woke up to get a drink in the middle of the night. If I were alone with you in a bedroom, I would probably end up on top of you somehow.
Me: I’ll take that as a compliment, I think? Hahaha…
Yivonne: Hahaha… I think I better find a boyfriend soon. Otherwise I might end up complicating things for you. Hahaha…
Me: You will… You will…
Yivonne: Will what? Find a boyfriend, or complicate things for you?
Me: Find a boyfriend. And you will also complicate things for me if you fail to find a boyfriend, I think. Hahahaha…
Yivonne: Idiot!
Yivonne continued beating the large bowl of 5 eggs, and she heated up the skillet. I watched as she cooked the scrambled eggs. As she worked on the eggs, I took a good look at her back view. She was more slender than Ann, even though they were roughly about the same height. But Yivonne had very toned legs and a bubble butt. Her thigh gap was more obvious as well. While Ann’s ass had the tiniest of hints of cellulose, Yivonne’s was completely smooth.
My gaze shifted upwards as I mentally undressed Yivonne. Her waist was also thinner than Ann’s, and her tummy was completely flat, except for the faint linings of her abs. The only pity would be her breasts. Yivonne wasn’t blessed with a lot of fat for her chest. Her A cup breasts barely protruded out from her chest, and she had to wear push up bras when she wears nice dresses and gowns. There were times that she lamented about her lack of assets on her chest, and had been considering going for implants, so she can wear strapless dresses and pull it off. At the same time, she was also concerned that people won’t take her seriously after knowing that she has gone for implants.