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Bro lakland! Just curious, who ever your wife is, does she know about what happened in the past? All these stories i mean? Does she know youre writing down them now as well?
She knows about my past, because she had asked about it, and i seeno reason to lie. Afterall marriage is all about trust. This one, you all need to gauge for yourself. Some ladies cannot take it, some like my wife are more acceptable. My wife told me before that whatever happens in the past, as long as it stays in the past and i don’t do it while i’m with her, she’s ok. Because we can’t change our past, but we can choose what we want to do now, and change our future.
As for this story, she has seen me typing sometime back, so out of curiosity, she took a look. It took an hour of explanation and another hour of wine drinking to defuse her. That’s one of the reasons for my long hiatus in the mid of the story. Eventually, she allowed me to continue writing, and it has also helped us in some ways. Cos sometimes i write until horny, sometimes she read until horny. Lol!
Not much time, so i’ll be quick.
Kim and I sent Hyun off at the airport, as Rhee was busy with Rebecca at home again. I passed Kim a packet of tissue as she hugged Hyun tightly and cried. Clearly, she misses her big sister very much and doesn’t want her to leave.
Hyun: Take care of my baby sister for me alright, Jun? Please. Don’t let that dirtbag Rhee lay a hand on her.
Me: Consider it done, Hyun.
Hyun: Thank you, Jun. It’s been a pleasure to know you and your group of friends. I may be back for Kim’s graduation if I can get a leave of absence for a few days. But just in case I don’t see you all, especially you, thank you for all the fun we’ve had. Do keep in touch.
Me: It’s my pleasure to know you too, Hyun. And yes, let’s keep in contact always.
Hyun gave me a hug, then passed Kim to me, and headed through the gates. It was clear that she was hesitant, but she had to go back to Korea. She waved goodbye and raised her hand to cover her face as it scrounged up and she began crying. She quickly ran out of sight. Leaving Kim crying in my arms too.
Me: C’mon, let’s go. You want some more tissue?
I offered Kim another pack of tissue, and she took it and began to use it.
Kim: Jun… my sister loves me so much…
Me: I know… She knows you love her very much too.
Kim: How do you know?
Me: I… can feel it… Trust me… I’m a single child, so I can see what I’m missing out.
I brought Kim to McDonalds and we had a meal there before we headed back to the condo by cab. Kim brought her sleeping stuff over to my place that night, and I kept her company as we slept together that night.
School had started again, and we are now in our penultimate semester. There were familiar faces in the class. There were also a few unfamiliar ones. And then there was one that seems familiar, but different.
The girl walked into class, wearing yoga pants and tank top under a hoodie. She had a good waist to hip proportion, nice shapely figure thanks to a pair of full B cup breasts. The girl was also on the slim side. She had short, brown hair that reached her chin, and violet eyes. She looked a little European, yet you can definitely tell that she has some Asian blood. The violet eyes. The girl sat down at the front at one corner. I grabbed Bryan.
Me: Eh bro, that girl, looks familiar to you?
Bryan: Eh yah sial, I was wondering the same when she walked in. She feels like someone we know.
Me: Jacque.
Bryan: Fuck me! Seriously?! But the face, looks more feminine leh. Eh wait… It makes sense!
Me: Those violet eyes. I was wondering.
A tall, heavyset Caucasian man in a classy suit entered the class clutching an office bag. He stood in front of the lecturer’s table and unpacked, pulling out his laptop.
Two girls entered the classroom after him, and the murmurs from the guys died down as they focused on the girls. They were Caucasian girls, and they spoke Russian. Both were blonde, and were wearing jeans with spaghetti tops under jackets. One of them had long straight hair, while the other one tied her long hair up in a braided ponytail. They sat directly in front of me.
The lecturer introduced himself as Prof Sachs, and the class struggled to contain their sniggles. “As in Goldman Sachs, not Oral Sex. Now that I have your attention, I will like to start with the lecture.” he said with a chuckle and he began his lecture on Communications Theory. I guess he would be one of the favourite lecturers of the class thanks to his sense of humour.
As Prof Sachs went on and on in class, the students paid a lot of attention to his lecture, and actively participated. Somehow, this charming man was able to retain our attention and made his lectures enjoyable with quite a bit of discussion.
We barely noticed that the clock hit 10am, and it was break time. My group gathered together and we went to the canteen to get some snacks. Along the way back, we saw Jacque walking back from the toilet, and we accosted him.
Me: Jacque!
Jacque looked up in surprise and blushed. “Hi Jun, Hi guys and girls…”
Ann: Holy shit! It’s really you, Jacque!
Yivonne: But… You sound… just like a girl!
Bryan: And look like a hot girl too!
Ann stretched out and handled Jacque’s B cup breasts. “omg, they feel damn real…”
Jacque quickly covered his breasts and looked around to make sure no one else saw or heard the conversation.
Jacque: Guys, girls, please… Let’s talk about this in a more private place during lunch. I’ll bring you all up to speed and answer your questions. But please, don’t call me Jacque anymore. I’m known as Jacqueline now.
We all nodded understandably. We were so excited to find out what happened to Jacque that we didn’t realise we could have exposed his, well, her secret to others who do not know. Then again, just hearing, it could be Jac, short form for Jacqueline.
We quickly entered the classroom and took our seats. There were still 5 minutes before the end of break, so we chatted amongst ourselves. The Russian girls came back to the class and walked back to their seats. The one without the braided hair accidentally knocked into my laptop cable and pulled the charging cable out. Luckily the macbook pro comes with a magnetic charging wire, and the yanking of the cable did not move my laptop.
Girl: I’m so sorry. It was accident.
Me: It’s ok, no problem at all.
I had a better look at her face, and she bore a very close resemblance to Olivia Wilde. Her high cheekbones and squarish jaw was well defined and she had dreamy eyes, and long, straight blonde hair.
She smiled and held out a hand. “I’m Svetlana, Svetlana Vasiliev!”
Me: Hi Svetlana, my name is Jun. Is there a short form for your name?
Svetlana: Usually people call me Sveta or Lana, both are fine. Oh, and this is Zoya.
Zoya turned around in her seat, and shook my hand as well. “Zoya Nikolaev.”
Zoya looked like a close resemblance to Oksana Akinshina. Her complexion was very fair, and she had a very young look about her, making her look like she was barely 16.
Quick introductions were made between Sveta, Zoya, and my group of friends before Prof Sachs entered the room and began his second half of the lecture.
After the lecture, Jacqueline joined us, and we discussed where to go for lunch. Sveta and Zoya declined to join us this round, as they had some paperwork to settle in terms of their accommodations and others. It was a good thing as well, as Jacqueline probably won’t be comfortable to share with us her story if the two Russian beaus were present.
We made our way to my place for lunch, with Bryan dabaoing chicken rice for everyone along the way. Rhee had a date with Rebecca, so he didn’t join us. In fact, he has been somewhat ostracized by my group for the things he had done.
Present at my place were Ann, Yivonne, Eileen, Joel, Vivian, Bryan, Kim, Jezebelle, Jacqueline, and I.
Jacqueline doesn’t know Jezebelle, but she was cool as she had seen how comfortable Jezebelle was with us, and knew that Jez was a member of our circle. Over lunch, Jacqueline shared her tale.
While some of us had gone to Hong Kong for our term break, Jacqueline had gone to Thailand for sex reassignment surgery. After her recuperation, she had gone to South Korea for further cosmetic surgeries, which included implants, vocal chord, and facial feminization and softening surgery. Following all the surgeries were countless administration work for passports, identity cards, updating the school system etc. There were way too many administrative procedures and Jacqueline saved us the details.
Jacqueline: So yup. That was what happened. I didn’t approach you guys this morning because I didn’t want to shock you all immediately. But Jun noticed. What gave me away?
Me: Your violet eyes mainly, height and mannerisms.
Jacqueline blushed and continued eating her chicken rice.
Jezebelle: Wait wait… Does this mean that you are really girl-girl now, and you will live as a girl from now on?
Everyone looked at Jez as if we were saying “DUH…” Jacqueline laughed.
Jacqueline: Yes, I am fully female now. I’ll have to stick to hormone replacement therapy all the way till I die, and I can never give birth to a kid. But I will pee like a girl, and have sex like a girl. I already sound like a girl and have a girl’s body.
Jezebelle: Sorry Jac, this is quite a bit for me to absorb, cos I didn’t know you prior to today. Whoa…
Jacqueline: It’s ok, I understand. If anything, I’m very happy that now I can go shopping with you girls and openly try girls’ clothes before buying them! In the past I can only take approximations and had to lie to the salesperson that I’m buying for my non-existent girlfriends. In the end, I had to take up some tailoring skills to alter my own clothes when I bought the wrong sizes.
Me: What did your parents say? Were they ok with your decision?
Jacqueline: My parents supported my decision. My stepfather even sponsored the costs of my implants, and my mum sponsored my air tickets. If anything, I think they are relieved that I finally took the step to go full female, rather than half and half.
Ann: What about your friends?
Jacqueline: I have very few real friends, yall are the main bulk of it. I have another two real friends who are transitioning or have transitioned, so it’s not a problem. They know I’m also transitioning. My main problem is that now that I’ve transitioned, I lost quite a bit of income.
Jacqueline shared with everyone that she used to be a CD/trans escort, for those who didn’t know.
Jacqueline: How else to earn money for my procedures without having to deal with discrimination? Anyway, when most of them knew that I’ve gone post-op, they told me they might try, but the absence of the sissy dick was a big difference and they no longer find the kink in me. It was perfectly understandable though. Maybe I don’t need to sell my body anymore too, can just find a proper job as a girl and stuff.
Jacqueline smiled. Ann was still curious.
Ann: How does it feel to finally have sex as a girl? Is it weird?
Jacqueline: Honestly, I haven’t tried, but I don’t think it will feel weird to me since I have been in those positions when I was working. The main difference is probably that I have another hole now for guys to fuck.
Eileen: Planning to try it soon?
Jacqueline: No. I don’t think it’s time to try yet. I’m not comfortable with trying yet, not for another few weeks. In the meantime, I’ve been massaging it using lubricant with aloe vera extract.
Bryan: Eh… Jac, ask you arh… You will get wet naturally or not? Or must always use lubricant.
Jacqueline: I will get wet, but the amount of natural secretion is less than the real thing. Doctor advised that each time I have sex, I should lubricate just to be safe.
Bryan: Wah eh… that means no spur of the moment sex…
Jacqueline: Why not? I’ll just need to carry a tube of lube in my handbag.
Bryan: Oh… cool…
Jacqueline: Yup. So I’ll appreciate it very much if from now, you all will forget that I was a guy, and treat me as a girl. Please…
We all agreed. Then Jacqueline got up and helped us clear the plates and utensils. When she stood up, her yoga pants rode down her perky butt and exposed her black g-string panties. Ann immediately pulled her pants back up to cover it, and gave Bryan an irritated look, because she caught him staring at the g-string.
After we cleared the table, drinks were passed around and we filled Jacqueline in on the happenings of the past semester. Jacqueline learnt about our trip to Hong Kong, as well as Bryan’s trip to Japan with Vivian. The breakup of Kim and I was also told to Jacqueline, and the shenanigans of Rhee as well.
Ann: Well, Rhee doesn’t know you used to be a guy, so he’ll probably hit you up some time soon. Just be careful ok?
Jacqueline: Sounds like you need someone more dom than him to put him in place. Then perhaps brainwash him with sissy hypno and bimbo porn.
We laughed, because we couldn’t imagine Rhee turning into a femmeboi. Jacqueline said that usually the more masculine they start off, the deeper they fall, and the more submissive they tend to be when the sissification is completed. But she added that she was kidding and have no intention to do that to Rhee.
At around 4pm, everyone started to leave, except Ann. When my apartment was cleared, I told Ann I wanted to take a shower, and she stripped and joined me. We showered together, and teased each other a little, but we didn’t do anything substantial. It was just a bit of touching here and there.
After we dried ourselves, I went to the kitchen to get a can of beer, and I passed one to Ann too. We then sat down on my bed. I knew Ann stayed back only because she wanted to talk.
Ann: Jun. I’m not going to be your girlfriend.
I looked at her, puzzled to some extent. That was sudden and abrupt.
Ann: I had some time to think about it over the term break. Time to study our relationship. Time to assess what we have. I know I don’t have any chance any more. So I shouldn’t make things difficult for you. I’m taking myself out of the equation totally, so you don’t have to consider me anymore. I know I’ve told you such things before, but I wasn’t that sure back then. Now, I am very sure, and have accepted my decision.
Ann: I don’t regret everything I’ve done, only that indiscretion with Rhee. But then again, even without it, I think I probably won’t end up with you anyway. I’ve enjoyed all the good times we’ve had, and those times that we went dating, they are very special memories for me that I will always remember. They are my happy pills.
Ann opened her arms wide for a hug and I hugged her tight.
Ann: But we will still be fuck buddies and good friends ok?! You know I can’t live without good sex.
I laughed out loud and agreed. Then we spent the next 45 minutes talking about guys in class that I thought could match with Ann. The list was extremely short.
We had one round of sex, before I sent Ann home. Her mum invited me into their house for dinner, and Ann asked if I was alright to join. I had to eat afterall, so I agreed.
Her family was very nice to me, making sure I had enough to eat. But they also asked a lot of personal questions about me. In the end, Ann told them that we are not dating, and that I already have a girlfriend, in order to stop the torrent of questions. If was funny, because after she said that, the flow of personal questions almost stopped completely. Ann explained that I was just a classmate and close friend from her study group, that’s all. After dinner, I stayed a while to chat with her family, and I immediately made fast friends with her brother. Before long, it was 9pm and I headed home.
I reached my condo at the same time as Rhee, watching him turn into the entrance first. He had a pillion with him. I followed behind him as he pulled into one of the lots there, and I pulled into another beside my PGM IV.
The girl got down, and removed her helmet. It wasn’t Rebecca.
Rhee: Hey Jun…
Me: Hi…
Rhee: Meet Jessica.
Me: Hi.
Jessica: Hello.
Me: What happened to Rebecca?
Rhee looked at me, then at Jessica while smiling.
Rhee: She couldn’t keep up with my energy in bed. So, I decided to upgrade.
Jessica smiled coyly, obviously pleased with his response. I didn’t buy his excuse, because from what I’ve seen, Rebecca was a freak in the bed, Rhee had probably grown sick of screwing the same girl. Rhee put his arms around Jessica’s waist and rested his hand on her butt as they turned and walked off. I followed behind and got into the lift with them. Apparently, Rhee couldn’t wait, and he began to kiss and grope Jessica right there in the lift. The lift doors opened and I walked out to open my door, while the two of them stumbled to Kim’s apartment and Rhee struggled to open the door while kissing Jessica.
I headed into my apartment and shut the door. Walking into my room, I began to strip and was interrupted by the doorbell. I looked through the peephole and saw Kim standing there hugging her bolster.
I opened the door and Kim stepped right in. Obviously, she didn’t want to be in the house alone with Rhee and his pickups now that Hyun isn’t around anymore. I led her to my room and she lay down on my bed to turn in for the night while I went to shower. After I blew dry my hair, I joined her on the bed to sleep. Since we are not together anymore, I decided to respect her, and didn’t make any moves on her, and neither did she make any moves on me that night. She snuggled close to me and I cuddled her to sleep.
The semester flew past in the blink of an eye. In the duration of the semester, Jezebelle, Annabelle, Rhee, Ah Wei and Ah Hao and I went to track weekly on our free day each week. Tingting joined us for half of the sessions as she was sometimes on call at the hospital, but she picked up very fast and was soon as good a rider as Annabelle. She kept up with Annabelle easily now, and the both of them have a healthy rivalry on the track, pushing each other to do better all the time. Rhee had also improved significantly as he tried to catch the both of them, but he was always left behind dead last.
I managed to do Jezebelle and Annabelle about 3 times each the next few weeks after our first time. It wasn’t easy to meet up with Annabelle due to our schedule conflicting with ours mostly, except that track day, and also because she didn’t want her sister to think she was a horny slut. Jezebelle was much easier to meet, but I could tell she was holding back because she didn’t want to dig the hole deeper. Eventually, the meetings with the Belles stopped completely, because of what is to come next.
Ah Wei and Jezebelle had started dating each other somewhere in the middle of the semester, and Ah Hao began to date Annabelle at the same time as well. After we had split up after a track session, Ah Hao and Ah Wei insisted on having ‘kopi’ with me, so we went home to shower and change before meeting up at a pub at boat quay. Ah Wei and Ah Hao affirmed that they were both interested in the Belles, and asked me if I could help them. We had a good chat, and I could tell both of them were very sincere, and serious, unlike the usual banter, teasing, and jokes during track sessions.
With that revelation, it wasn’t right to continue screwing the sisters then. Ah Wei and Ah Hao demonstrated to the sisters that they were were both extremely sincere in dating them, and with advice from me, both of them gave the sisters an extremely good first impression during their separate first dates. Both Belles knew that Tingting was obviously interested in me, and that I was also interested in Tingting, so they didn’t bother to wait or fight for me. By the end of the semester, both couples had become official, and their facebook updates frequently showed them enjoying each others’ company.
Sveta and Zoya became fast friends with us and we had many laughs with them when they told us about their lives in Russia. Vodka bingeing was a pastime for a lot of them, and drugs were apparently very available in nightclubs, and people there were tough and ridiculous, mostly because they were fueled by vodka. “It’s exactly as those youtube videos you see! It’s not a stereotype, it’s real! These things happen on a day to day basis there. So much that we just treat it as normal.” Sveta is a Muscovite, while Zoya hailed from St. Petersburg. Their parents were relatively wealthy people, and they grew up not lacking much things.
Sveta loves to explore the world and immerse herself in other cultures. She was extremely happy to learn about Singaporean culture and lifestyle. Before the semester even ended, she had learnt so much and felt so at home she was ordering food with fluent Singlish, “Uncle, more chilli ah! I like chilli lah!”. She even tried durian and she loved it. Sveta reminded me of those free-spirited people who only live to enjoy life. Nowadays, they term it Yolo – you only live once. She followed us to the track on a few occasions too, and illegally tried Annabelle’s bike after borrowing her suit and helmet. She joined us more often than Zoya did.
Zoya had a harder time settling in. She was not as open as Svetlana. While she enjoyed our company and was very comfortable with us, there always seemed to be something missing in her life. “She needs a dick.” Sveta had told us. “Not just any dick, but big black dick. She has a secret black boyfriend back at home in Russia.” Now that was a problem, because our class didn’t have anybody of African heritage. The next best thing was Harish, a North Indian international student. She would sometimes talk to him and disappear to some corner of the school, then they would come back, Zoya’s hair all messy, and Harish with a silly grin on his face.
During the early days of the semester, Bryan and I saw the Queen of Spades tattoo on her butt cheek when we were swimming at my place. Bryan had excitedly elbowed me in the ribs to point it out to me with a silly grin. Rhee tried to pick Zoya up, not knowing her Queen of Spades status, and Zoya just laughed at him and walked away. None of us approached her to try and pick her up. She had already put up a warning sign that she likes her men like she likes her coffee, black.
Jacqueline bloomed into the woman that she was, now that she was free from her old body. Some of the other classmates questioned her if she had a brother named Jacque, but she told them no. And when they remarked how she reminded them of an ex-classmate called Jacque, she will ask them if that means that she was manly. “No lah, no lah… Jacque was really feminine, not that you are manly… Hahaha…” was the usual reply. Some of them even asked us if it is true that Jacqueline and Jacque are unrelated, and we defended and kept her secret. With affirmation from us, and Jacqueline showing her updated school records which showed her sex as F, nobody questioned her anymore.
Jacqueline managed to find a part time job selling women’s clothes at Orchard, and she was really happy that her life is more or less normal now. She has also been dating with a couple of guys, but was not comfortable with sharing her past with them yet. She also had her brand new virginity taken away, none other by Bryan. He was interested in finding out how it feels, so one evening, while Vivian was busy, he asked Jacqueline out for dinner, and then asked to try. Jacqueline smiled and let him try that evening, but with quite a bit of lubricant.
Bryan had told me of his experience the next day, “Jun, it really feels like the real thing man, and Jacqueline’s body is damn nice seriously, better than half the girls in our class! You cannot tell that she used to be a guy, other than the faint scars at her pussy and under her boobs. Seriously. Anyway, it’s not gay arh. It’s gay only if you are fucking a man. But it’s not gay when you are fucking a girl who used to be a guy, but is living totally as a girl now, mind and body.” He tried to justify it while I kept laughing.
That evening while Bryan was trying out Jacqueline’s pussy, I had a nice early dinner with Vivian at Lawry’s. The date was Vivian’s idea, but the dinner location had been my idea, as I was craving for a good steak, and Vivian went along with it since I was paying for dinner, not that she would have any problems with the bill anyways. Following the dinner and a couple of drinks, we headed back to the hotel in her SLK. She had insisted that I drove, and I did. It felt weird to drive when the last time I drove was long long ago. Not long after entering the deluxe suite in Ritz-Carlton, we found ourselves relaxing in the bath while staring out of the window at the beautiful Marina Bay view. An ice bucket with a bottle of opened Moet and Chandon in it sat beside our bathtub. A second bottle sat beside the ice bucket.
Vivian and I raised our flutes and toasted each other, as we drank while soaking in the bathtub. She had thrown in a couple of sweet smelling and relaxing bath bombs from Bath and Bodyworks to pamper ourselves. I gently ran my hands along her body, gently massaging her as she leaned back against me and relaxed. We drained the bathwater as soon as we finished drinking the second bottle of champagne and briefly rinsed our bodies.
It didn’t take long for things to escalate, as I pressed her body against the window and began to enter her from behind. If anyone walking below at Marina Bay were to look up, they would be able to see her shapely body with her C cup breasts flat against the window and me thrusting vigorously into her. Her pussy juices flowed down my dick, and dripped from my balls onto the floor. After her first orgasm, she turned around and I carried her up as she wrapped her legs around my hips. Resting her back against the window, I continued fucking her for everyone else to see. The exhibitionism aroused the both of us, as she climaxed again under my hard thrusting and I came deep inside her.
It was the first time I came in her that evening. As per her request, I made love to her the way I would to my girlfriend, and it wasn’t unnatural or awkward, for she gave me a very GFE feeling that evening. I carried her onto the bed and we cuddled for a while, waiting for my dick to recuperate. I gently held her face and we kissed. Vivian was a good kisser. Her soft, tender lips gently pressed down on mine, and it was one of the rare times when kissing felt so erotic to me.
Our lips parted after a while, and we begin to use our tongues. We swapped saliva as our tongues glided along each other, and twirled and entwined in each other’s mouth. Vivian got more and more turned on and she got onto my lap, straddling me. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders as she kissed me furiously. We kept this up for a couple of minutes, and our breaths became heavier and heavier.
I broke off the kiss and began to kiss along her jawbone, from the ear to her chin, while my hand gently caressed her neck, exciting her. Gently, I pushed her back down on the bed and n began to kiss her collarbones, moving ever so slowly to her breasts. Cupping her breasts with my hands, I began to knead them softly.
Vivian moaned and i continued to knead her breasts for a while, before I change to suck and pop on her nipples. By this stage, Vivian was already all hot and bothered, as she closed her eyes and gripped the bedsheet, her hands opening and closing whenever a pulse of pleasure jolted through her body. A thin coat of perspiration formed on her body, and I can taste the slight tinge of saltiness of her sweat. I continued to tease her nipples with my mouth and tongue, and she moaned softly with pleasure. I reached down with my hand and barely rubbed my thumb across her clitoris when she gasped and moaned out loud as she climaxed.
Her sensual moan aroused me, and my dick recovered as it began to erect. I continued licking and sucking her nipples as I rubbed my dick with my hand, coating it with her vaginal juices. Once it was fully erected, I began to push my dick into her pussy and spread her legs wide. Vivian moaned again as I entered her. She reached up with her hands to hold my shoulders, as I began to thrust deep into her pussy. I leaned forward and we kissed as i slid my dick in and out of her pussy. Vivian reached for the back of my head and pulled my face closer to hers as she kissed me hungrily. We did it slow and steady and I came inside her after she had a couple of orgasms. I wasn’t worried about getting her pregnant, as she has been on the pill since a couple of years ago, partly to help regulate her irregular menses.
We cuddled together and chatted about our lives a little. Vivian asked me about my breakup with Kim, how difficult it was, and how did we deal with it. I told her how it wasn’t easy. She told me the difficulties she was having in her relationship with Bryan. Mainly, it was about how lazy he was in bed, and how he still has a tendency to let his eyes roam when he sees pretty girls. She asked if Eileen complained about the same things, and I said she did. Vivian sighed.
Vivian: He’s lucky I cum quite easily, so I can tolerate the short sessions. But it’s really quite stale now, because everytime we have sex, it will be without foreplay, always spur of the moment, get down to the nasty business, and wrap up 3-5 minutes later. It’s boring.
Me: I guess that’s why you proposed today’s activities.
Vivian: A girl can only go so long without good sex before looking for excitement elsewhere.
Me: Have you tried talking to him about it?
Vivian: I have. For the next 2 times, he will work harder a little, throwing either foreplay or cuddling, but by the 3rd time, things will go back to normal. Jun, I must say, the rumours about you are true. Hahaha.
Me: Which ones?
Vivian: The ones that said you were a god in bed. It took me a while before I decided to try. I was hesitant because that would be cheating on Bryan, and I was worried I’ll get addicted.
Me: Will you?
Vivian: I hope not, for everyone’s sake.
With that, she gently caressed my chest with her smooth hands. Her recently gel-manicured nails glittered under the light in the room. She teased my nipple, tracing circles around it sensually. She turned towards me and began to kiss my neck. Vivian trailed her tongue along my neck, gently tickling the skin there. I could feel her lips, her tongue, and her warm breath exciting me. Slowly, she began to move south, kissing my chest, spending a little time to nibble my nipples.
Her hands glided around my abs, gently feeling them up with her soft touches. She adjusted herself, and her hands held my dick gently as she kissed my abs. She lingered there for a while, before she went further south. I felt her hold my erected dick up, and her tongue gently gliding over the tip. She began to paint my dick with her saliva, and she looked at me while she did that to see if I was enjoying. The sight was arousing to the max. She gave me a naughty smile when she saw me smiling back at her.
She proceeded to give me a bbbj, and I saw her wrap her lips around my dick. Her lips glided along the shaft of my dick as she blew me. Her tongue wriggled against my dick as well, pleasuring it. It felt so good I was contented to just lean back against the headboard and watch her do all the work. As if she read my mind, she stopped and looked up at me while rubbing my dick.
Vivian smiled, then straddled me. She leaned forward and kissed me, while rubbing my dick all the while. Gently, she pointed my dick in the right direction, and she sat her butt down on my groin gently, letting my dick slide into her warm and moist pussy. I gently held her waist and watched as she began to ride, rocking her hips up and down slowly, feeling my dick slide against the inside of her vagina.
She leaned back a little and rested her hands on my thighs to support herself. That positioning gave me a good view of my dick sliding in and out of her pussy, glazed with our juices. She was waxed, but not totally. There was a small landing strip of short, fine pubic hair just above her clitoris.
In that position, at that angle, my dick continuously rubbed against her g spot each time it entered into her love canal, serving only to drive her crazy. She quickly sat up straight again and rested her hands on my tummy, her breath coming hot and fast. Her legs quivered and shook as they began to fatigue. Her perspiration dripped onto my tummy each time, our hips slammed together. Vivian was moaning loudly now, and I could see her determined to keep riding me, even though her thighs can barely keep up anymore.
I decided to put in my end of the effort, and I held her hips as I began to thrust upwards, driving my dick in and out of her pussy quickly. It didn’t take long before she squealed out and had a big orgasm and collapse on me. I came shortly after and we hugged each other tight as we recuperated.
Vivian: *huff huff* *pant* Jun… *pant pant* I’m.. so… *huff pant* shagged…. *pant pant pant*
Me: Hahaha… that… was the right… word to use…
Vivian picked up the room service menu, and we ordered some desserts and a bottle of wine. The staff that sent the food up must have fed his eyes full, as I let him into the room after I wore a bathrobe, and he saw a naked Vivian in bed with the blanket barely covering her boobs and lower body, giving him a generous view of her cleavage. The musky odour of sex filled the room as well, and I was sure he knew what we had been up to before we called room service. I gave him a $20 tip and sent him on his way.
Vivian and I fed each other the desserts, and we slowly drank the bottle of chardonnay, while watching tv and cuddling together. As soon as the wine was finished. Another round of sex began.
This time, I got her into doggy position, and I began to fuck her pussy while gripping tightly onto her hips. Her moans grew in volume, and I swear she was almost screaming at some point. Thankfully, she had grabbed the pillow and buried her face into it to muffle her screams, otherwise we might have to stop midway as staff or other guests came to check on us. I pulled my dick out of her pussy, and let her regain her breath a little after she had another orgasm. I looked at her asshole, which had the look of a perfect asterisk.
Me: Vivian, have you tried anal sex?
Vivian: What? No… Why you and Bryan the same one, ask me the same thing?
Me: Would you like to try it?
Vivian: You serious?
She turned around and looked at me. She saw that I wasn’t kidding.
Vivian: Is it painful? I heard it is.
Me: If you listen to me, I’ll make it not painful for you. But if you don’t listen, then it will be painful. Because the pain levels depends mostly on how relaxed you are, and how gently I ease myself in you.
Vivian: Did you do it with Kim?
Me: Yes.
Vivian: Ok, I’ll try it. But we don’t have any lube.
I got up and went to the toilet, returning with some body lotion. It will help. I gently applied the body lotion on her asshole and began to rub it in gently. As I rubbed the lotion on her asshole, I gently tested her asshole by pushing one finger against it, and feeling her asshole parting slightly before it tensed up.
Me: Vivian, relax. Take a deep breath, and just relax. Don’t resist, otherwise it’ll be painful.
Vivian took a deep breath, and I could feel her rectal muscles relax again. Slowly, I applied more lotion, and stretched her asshole more and more. One finger, then when I felt that she was ready, the second finger slid in. I gently and slowly fingerfucked her asshole, letting her body get used to the rear end entry. She forgot to relax a few times, and her rectal muscles clamped shut on my fingers, but I gently soothed her and coaxed her to relax. She began to moan softly a while after I slid the third finger in, and she got used to the feeling. She even began to push her butt against my fingers, pushing them deeper inside her and spreading her asshole more.
Seeing that she was ready, I withdrew my fingers. We got up and went over to the bathtub, because we were worried about soiling the bedsheets. As she got on her fours in the tub, I took up position and lathered my dick with the remaining lotion. Pointing my dick towards her asshole, I gently pushed the tip against her asshole. Vivian took a deep breath and tried to relax as she felt the tip of my dick gently push into her asshole.
With the generous amount of lotion, and the long time spent on prepping her asshole, it was little wonder as my dick slid in halfway effortlessly. The other half was more challenging, as my fingers couldn’t reach so deep in. Vivian moaned as I gently worked my hips, pushing my dick further and further into her asshole with a succession of thrusts. Then there was the unmistakable ‘piak’ sound as my hips hit her butt. I had pushed all the way in.
Vivian continued to take deep breaths and relax, as I began to thrust in and out of her. My arms rested on the outside of where her thighs joined her groin, and I snaked my hand towards her groin, gently pressing and grinding her clitoris as I continued to bang her asshole.
It didn’t take long for us both to come together. Her asshole was tighter than her pussy because her rectal muscles squeezed down on my dick tighter than her vaginal muscles. Vivian grabbed the edge of the bathtub and moaned loudly as she orgasmed from the anal sex and the rubbing of her clitoris. Barely seconds after, I thrusted deep into her bowels and unloaded whatever cum I had left after the previous sessions.
I pulled my dick out of her asshole, and looked as her asshole gaped and was red around the edges. Vivian slowly sat herself down on the tub, and we both rested while getting our breaths back. Once that happened, we turned the tap on and began washing up.
Vivian complained that her ass was burning, and her pussy was aching as we climbed back into bed. My dick was also aching quite a bit. We decided to call it a night and turned in for the night.
The next morning, we had to call for room service again as we had woken up too late to go for the complimentary breakfast. Then we went for one more round of sex before we checked out. When we left the room and headed for the checkout counter, I saw that Vivian was walking rather awkwardly. “My ass still hurts, so does my pussy…” She complained.
Vivian swiped her card and paid for the hotel charges and the room service. She insisted as the night was her idea, and I had thanked her by agreeing to spend it with her. I got into her SLK and she sent me home. Before I got out, she had said to me, “Thank you for last night, Jun. I enjoyed myself a lot, although I think I bit off a bit more than I could chew, hahaha… I wished Bryan was as industrious as you in bed…” She gave me a peck on the lips before I got out and she drove off. We never had sex again after that night, as Vivian was feeling a bit guilty, and she didn’t want Bryan to find out.
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thirsty
bro lakland,
just curious. Why did kim’s dad wanted her to marry rhee instead of hyun?
I’m not too sure as well, but if i had to guess, it’s mainly because Kim = youngest daughter, so the dad worry about her more.
Hyun is also more wilful, and more likely to resist parental matchmaking sort of.
Good morning bros! Hope you all had a great weekend! Here’s the next part of the story!
Kim studied very hard that semester, and she topped the class, with me losing to her by just 1.5%. On the last day of school, she went to class with her luggage, because she had a plane to catch to go back to Korea that evening. She had missed Hyun so much that she bought a ticket on impulse. I sent her to the airport in a cab and kept her company before she checked in. “Thanks for sending me off, Jun. See you in a couple of weeks!” Secretly, I was rather relieved that she was gone for the break. There was no telling what would happen to her if Rhee had been drunk and made moves on her while I was away. Kim had even passed me a set of her keys just in case the doors were locked and she needed help.
Joel went to Sarawak with Eileen, she had wanted to go back to her hometown for a break, and thought it would be nice to introduce Joel to her family. Joel had grown out of his shell as well. While he was still a little nerdy, he is much more confident than before, and his dressing sense is very modern now. He was like the Asian version of Andrew Garfield. Eileen and Joel were really close, and all of us in the group really hope that they will end up together because they were so loving.
Throughout the semester break, Ann and Yivonne met up regularly, and I would join them when Tingting was on duty. Sometimes it will end up with a threesome at my place, but those were rarer nowadays, as Ann tries to control herself a lot more now, and Yivonne doesn’t have a large sex appetite. On her off days, Jacqueline will join us too for the shopping or just hanging out at my place for a swim or chillout.
Tingting and I grew closer as we spent more time together. There were nights when all we wanted to do was to go riding together to the beach, then walk hand in hand, not saying anything, and just enjoying the cool sea breeze and stargazing or planes taking off. Tingting didn’t pressure me to profess my love for her, because she knew better than to rush things. She had waited so long already, what was another few months or a year?
Things between the both of us had progressed to the state where it can be considered that we were dating. Movie dates, pub crawling together etc. Tingting’s mum was especially happy, because it seemed to her that we had fallen into a regular pattern of dating again, only, this time, she knows her daughter is more matured and she trusts her to not screw it up again. I never failed to send Tingting home everytime we went out, and Tingting will always reward me with a big hug and a kiss before I left. Weisheng never bothered to come out anymore, although he will always stare at Tingting lecherously if he happens to be there in his garden.
Being neighbours, it was inevitable that I would bump into Rhee from time to time during the semester break. The relationship between us had soured to a point whereby I don’t acknowledge him, nor talk to him. On his part, whenever he brings girls back and he sees me, he will always boast about it, trying to make me jealous or something. Our group no longer associated with him, and he usually keeps to himself now.
And then there was his drunken form. This guy had absolutely no respect for anyone or anything, even the properties of other people. In that short 2 weeks, he had managed to make a fool out of himself and got into trouble a few times. First, there was the time when a security guard had stopped drunken him and tried to ascertain if he was a resident, and help him to his unit. Instead, he had lashed out at the kind uncle and shoved him, causing the uncle to fall backwards awkwardly and sprain his back. After Rhee agreed to pay for all the medical bills and a token compensation, the case was dropped.
Then on a different night, he and his pickup had peed on a few residents’ cars. One of the residents’ car cam caught the act, and once again, Rhee paid some compensation and apologized to make the resident drop the case. There were times when my floor mat or the common area between our units were splashed with vomit as well. I had confronted him and told him to get his act together, but only gotten sneers back. It took me a lot of self-control to not beat the living daylights out of him.
One evening, that patience ran out. You can vomit on my rug, you can pee on the floor outside my unit, I may get fedup, but I can still control myself. But mess with my bikes, hohoho….
Tingting had asked me out for supper, and I had left my unit. When I reached the carpark, I heard some hysterical laughter. One was definitely Rhee, the other belonged to a girl, and they both sounded high. I walked out of the lift lobby and got into line of sight of my bikes, only to see Rhee sitting on my PGM IV and bouncing on it.
Me: What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!
Rhee turned around and saw me. He laughed out loud and got off my bike, but forgot to kick down the side stand. The moment he released my bike, it fell down agonizingly slowly. The resounding smack of the bike falling sideways on the ground shocked Rhee and his girl. Before he had time to recover from the shock…
Rhee fell backwards onto his ass. I had ran over when I saw my bike fall slowly, and caught him with a combo of right hook to his temple, left hook to his jaw, and right uppercut to his lower jaw. While he was down, I gave his sides a couple of mauy thai kicks. His girl shrieked and tried to pull me off.
The red mist continued to cloud my senses, and I raised my hand, priming it to bring an almighty slap down on the girl. Then I snapped back to my senses, and held my hand. The girl saw my raised hand, and she cowered away, hiding behind Rhee, who by now had sat up and was raising his hands and knees to block future blows. I shouted at him to get the hell out of my sight, and he scampered away, holding on to the girl.
I picked up my bike and looked at the damage. My fairings were scratched, there were a couple of cracks at the joints where the fairings are bolted to the frame. The signal lights broke off, and my footpegs were bent. My mirror had broke off as well, and my handlebar balancers were scratched. I picked up my bike and covered it with my bike cover, then headed out on my R1. The night was only made better after Tingting tried to soothe me, and succeeded after we had a quickie at the public toilet in Bishan Park.
The next morning, I confronted him and he agreed to settle it by giving me $2k, knowing how much my accessories cost. He also apologized, but I was in no mood to forgive him. I sent my bike to my mechanic and he said he’ll get it fixed asap.
Meanwhile, Rhee went back to his usual self. His pickups also became more and more sleazy. The first few girls he picked up suited the GND type, or the SYT clubber types. Nowadays, the girls he picked up dressed so scantily there was no need to mentally undress them. Their skirts were so short that their underwear was easily seen. Their tops were so skimpy that their breasts were spilling out. Their behavior were all slutty as well. And Rhee wouldn’t just bring one back nowadays. Sometimes, he brought two at the same time.
Word began to spread in the condo, as neighbours will start to talk about him. One auntie even remarked that she can’t believe a sweet girl like Kim would break up with me and go for an asshole like Rhee. In order to protect Kim’s reputation, I decided to make use of the auntie. I told her that Kim and I broke up due to parental objection, and not because of Rhee. I also told her that Rhee is a housemate, and not in any way connected to Kim. The auntie thanked god and said she would hate for a nice girl like Kim to go out with an asshole like Rhee. In a little more than 2 days, all the gossip-mongers in the condo started de-linking Kim and Rhee.
Kim came back on a Sunday evening before the last semester started the next day. I helped her with her two luggages as she opened the door. One luggage was filled with her clothes. The other luggage was filled with cosmetics (masks, nose patches, BB cream and other make up stuff) for the girls, and some Korean foodstuff. Rhee was in his room shouting and grunting, ploughing his newest fucktoy as she moaned without reservation. Kim rolled her eyes and I helped her unpack her stuffs.
She separated the cosmetics and packed them into ziplock bags before labelling them. None of the girls were left out, and Jacqueline’s bag was the largest too. After an hour of unpacking and repacking the cosmetics, we went to the kitchen to get a drink. That was when we saw hell. The kitchen sink was in a mess. There were dirty plates, pans and pots strewn in the sink and on the stove. The tiny rubbish bin by the sink was full and stank to the high heavens. Flies and a couple of cockroaches were having a feast. There were even maggots crawling around inside.
Kim went apeshit. She stomped out of the kitchen and unlocked Rhee’s door and screamed at him. Everything she screamed was in Korean, and I could grasp no understanding. But I didn’t need to be a linguist to know she was blasting him for leaving the kitchen in such a mess. She even took his bolster and smack him a few times on the face hard, startling him and the slut under him before she pulled my hand and stomped out of the room, slamming the door shut.
I helped Kim clear up the mess in the kitchen, and it took us another 30minutes of cleaning and wiping to restore the kitchen to the state it was in before she left for Korea. We cracked open a can of coke for her, and a can of beer for me, and we went back to her room. Kim told me that she had spoken to her dad. Hyun had snucked a camera into Rhee’s room previously and showed her dad the footage. With Kim adding more testimony to Rhee’s shenanigans, Kim’s dad finally decided that it was in his daughter’s best interest to not matchmake her with Rhee.
Hyun and Kim spent a lot of time together, as usual, as both sisters have missed each other a lot. Kim mentioned that her dad has been talking to Hyun much more about company issues, and has been seeking her inputs and ideas. Mr Kim already knows what he wants, but he was impressed by Hyun’s inputs, and some of it was rather solid as well. He has started grooming Hyun to take over his business, and at the same time, Hyun seems to enjoy it.
Hyun also mentioned to Kim that she has aspirations of taking her Master’s degree after she graduates, and asked if Kim would like to take it together with her. Kim jumped at the chance, and their dad relented letting them go to their choice of school to do their Masters, instead of roping them both in to run the company immediately after their graduation. At the moment, they have shortlisted Boston.
It was getting late, so I decided to let Kim have a good night’s rest. We walked out of her room, and saw Rhee sitting on the sofa watching tv. He was only wearing a pair of berms, and was shirtless. His pickup was nowhere to be seen, and we assumed that she had gone off.
After I left, Kim quickly scooted back into her room and locked her room door. Rhee only has keys for the main door and his room door. I headed to my room and brushed my teeth, then called Tingting and chatted a while before going to bed. I told her about Kim’s situation, and she understands if I need to help Kim out from time to time. In fact, you can say that she ordered me to make sure Rhee doesn’t do anything to Kim.
The final semester started the next day, and we all headed to Holland Village for lunch. Over lunch, Joel and Eileen shared about their trip. Eileen’s parents were very pleased with Joel, and they liked him immensely. Eileen’s mum kept talking to Eileen about Joel, and urged her to quickly settle down with him as soon as possible. Joel had put on 5kg, because they had fed him at every opportunity, piling his plates and bowls full of food. We teased them and asked when the wedding date will be.
Kim unzipped my crumplr backpack, and took out all the cosmetics that she had stuffed inside. All the girls went high pitch and squealed as she began distributing the cosmetics out. After the distribution was done, Kim shared with us her trip back to Korea, and everyone was relieved when she mentioned that her dad doesn’t want her to be together with Rhee anymore due to Hyun and her sharing stories about his hookups and backing it up with evidence. She also shared about her plans to pursue her Master’s together with Hyun.
Zoya and Harish started fidgeting, and they excused themselves to ‘take a walk’. Sveta looked at them and gave a sly, knowing look, as did the rest of us. When they eventually returned 30minutes later, we continued to chat and got some finger food, then we packed and left at 5pm. Kim hopped onto my bike and we went back home.
Rhee was already at home, but he had changed and was about to head out, probably going hunting. Kim and I walked past him at the common area without acknowledging him, and I sent Kim to her room, before heading back to mine.
After a quick shower, I was playing CS when my phone rang.
Jezebelle: Jun! Are you free for dinner?
Me: Erm, yah, I guess?
Jezebelle: Good! Call Tingting along! We are going triple dating! 8pm, Gelang Patah Petronas! We are going Kulai for either Tze Char, Nasi Lemak, or Dim Sum!
Me: What?! So short notice? I don’t even know if Tingting can.
Jezebelle: Try! Otherwise you can be the 5th wheel!
I called TIngting after Jezebelle had hung up on me.
Tingting: Hey Jun!
Me: Hey babe, you ate dinner already?
Tingting: Nope, Mum and Dad went for some friend’s dinner, so Ate Laila cooked maggi mee for herself just now. Now my turn to boil water for mine. Why?
Me: Ok, off the fire and keep your noodles. I’ll come over in 30minutes, then we go Kulai for dinner. Jez and Annabelle say triple date.
Tingting: Okay!
I went to change into my jeans and tshirt, and donned my armored mesh jacket. Grabbing my helmet, I left my apartment and went to tell Kim I’m going out for dinner with friends. She was already eating Korean maggi mee with kimchi and pork slices, having an early dinner as she intended to spent the rest of the night revising the chapters that we went through earlier in class, and also to study the upcoming chapters for the next class. I headed to the carpark and hopped onto my R1 before riding out.
20minutes later, I was waiting outside Tingting’s gate. Tingting came out shortly after, wearing her jeans, tshirt, and armored jacket too. She didn’t get on her bike, instead she came up to me and wore her helmet, then hopped onto my bike.
Tingting: Lazy to ride my small bike, and wanted to hug you!
I smiled inside my helmet and gently patted her thighs, feeling her inner thighs press against my hips. She wrapped her hands around my waist and gently tapped me to let me know she’s ready, and we set off.
It took us almost half an hour to clear the custom at Tuas due to the flood of Msian bikes heading back north. We couldn’t complain as half an hour at that timing is already not bad. I had to off my engine and paddle with my foot all the way while in the queue though, as the engine would easily overheat. In addition to that, I had to fend off Msian riders who come so close that they graze my calves or hit my mirrors. Tingting was also a little uncomfortable as she felt contact on her legs.