As soon as we were pass the customs, I sped into the Gelang Patah Petronas. The Belles, Ah Hao and Ah Wei are already waiting there impatiently. It was 8.45pm. Like Tingting, Annabelle wasn’t riding, opting to pillion on Ah Wei’s bike instead. The journey up to Kulai will be high speed for sure, barring traffic.
The moment they saw Tingting and I pulling into the petrol station, they hopped on their bikes and started the engines. Jezebelle and Ah Hao led the way, while I took up the sweeper role at the back. Fast was an understatement, as the moment we pulled out into the highway, the average speed we went at was 220kmph, sometimes 180kmph when overtaking vehicles, and then up to 240kmph when having clear road.
After a short journey, we reached Kulai and pulled into a popular tze char restaurant with some groups of bikers, Restaurant Yew Meng. It wasn’t as crowded as we thought it would be, maybe because the main dinner crowd had gone already. We sat down and piled our helmets on 3 spare chairs before we started ordering.
For 3 guys and 3 girls, we definitely ordered a spread. The Msian style hokkien mee is a must as the staple (their white beehoon is also nice, but we didn’t order it this time round). We also ordered their signature salted steamed chicken (sedap!), black pepper crab, Mongolian pork ribs, kangkong belacan, and most importantly, their signature steamed prawns on steamed egg white and hua tiao wine (die die must try ok?! Bro Lakland recommend, seriously damn good!). Seriously, if you ever want to bring your family up north to Kulai for tze char dinner, these dishes will do well. They even have deep fried squirrel if you are adventurous enough.
When the food came, we began to tuck in with gusto, as we were all famished and the smell of food from other tables whetted our appetite even more. Within 40minutes, every single plate was cleared, and there was nothing left. Tingting saw another table being served fried ice cream, and she ordered a plate for our table too.
We chatted for another hour or so, mostly finding out what each couple has been up to. The other 2 couples quickly urged Tingting and I to get together, then perhaps we can all have wedding at same time and stuff. I gave a nervous laughter, while Tingting looked at me shyly, and told them that I will ask her when I am ready.
Jezebelle: Hor! See, Jun, Tingting waiting for you to say only… Don’t make her wait too long arh!
Annabelle: Yah, I’m sure Tingting has been waiting a long time already…. Like what? 3years?
Ah Hao: Wah lau wei! Jun, how can you make her wait so long?
Tingting: No no… it’s not Jun’s fault, he was together with Kim anyway, so cannot expect him to just break with her also…
Ah Wei: Nehmind, Tingting, if Jun bully you, you tell us. We 4 will go to his place dekit his bikes while he sleeping.
Annabelle: No need dekit his PGM, gimme his keys can already!
Me: Wah you all arh… sibeh jialat…
Tingting: Hahahaha…
We quickly finished our drinks, and we hopped back onto our bikes to make the journey back. It was agreed that from the point we leave the restaurant, it will be OTOT. We continued to ride together as a group until we hit the highway, then immediately, the other 3 bikes gunned their throttles and sped away, reaching speeds of 200+kmph within 10 seconds. Tingting shifted in her seat to the back a little, and she gently tugged me, and I shifted back with her. She gently patted my tummy, signaling to me that if I wanted to go fast, she’s ready.
I nodded and twisted the throttle as she held me tight and we both brought our bodies closer to the bike. We couldn’t get into ideal positioning because I was pillioning, and there was a lot of wind resistance as I shot down the highway at 260kmph. After a short sprint of 20km at that speed, I bled the speed to a more comfortable 180kmph. But I knew Tingting was thrilled by the speed, because throughout the rest of the journey, she kept signaling for me to open throttle. I obliged for a few more short sprints.
I stopped the bike at her gate and we got off the bike. Tingting was already yakking before she even took off her helmet.
Tingting: Wooooo! Jun! Damn fun! So fast! Hahaha… I saw the speed shoot up to 260kmph, then I was like wooooooo!!!! Hahahahaha… Can’t wait to get my own class 2 bike. My Xiao Bai can only hit 190kmph on NSHW. But I always short sprint only, cos you say will piston jam if hold for long.
Me: Slowly, young padawan. In 2 yrs time you will own a class 2 bike already.
Tingting: Hee….
She reached up and unbuckled my helmet, and I took it off and hung it on my mirror. Tingting opened her arms wide and embraced me tightly for a while, before planting a long kiss on my lips.
Tingting: I love you, Jun. Take care and ride safe ok? Looking forward to our next date, whenever that may be.
I looked at her for a while, while she stood there smiling sweetly at me. I couldn’t resist. I stepped closer to her and hugged her tightly as I kissed her again. While mildly surprised initially, she recovered and wrapped her arms around my waist again and kissed back.
“AHEM!” Tingting’s mum coughed out loud and pretended not to see us from the doorway, and she disappeared into the house.
We separated quickly and looked, expecting Auntie to come back out, but after a while, we decided that she wasn’t coming back out to interrupt us, and we hugged each other and kissed again. After what seemed like eternity, we separated and I touched her face gently before wearing my helmet again. She blew me a kiss before I started my engine and rode off. I rounded the corner and went out of sight before she smiled to herself and headed back into her house, skipping a little happy beat.
One of modules in our last semester comprised of project work, but as our group was way too big, we had to split into 2 groups. Bryan, Yivonne, Sveta, Kim, Yivonne and I in one group, Harish, Zoya, Ann, Jacqueline, Eileen and Joel in the other. We often met at the same time, with Harish’s group meeting in Kim’s apartment, while mine in my apartment. Collaboration was at all time high, as we helped each others’ group out with ideas and processes. Usually after group meetings, we will also take the chance to go for a swim as well.
Somewhere in the mid of the semester, during one of the post project meeting swim sessions, Sveta approached me while I was lazing on a deck chair, drinking beer. She smiled and took a seat on the deck chair next to mine and asked if she can have a sip of my beer. I shared.
Sveta: Jun, are those rumours of you true?
Fuck those rumours again. I really need to find out who the rumour monger is.
Me: Which?
Sveta: You know…. The ones….
Sveta looked me in the eyes and grinned as she did a thrusting motion discreetly with her hips.
Me: Oh god no. There’s a reason why it’s a rumour.
Sveta: Very interesting. Most guys will be happy if there was a rumour that they can fuck like a machine in bed, but you are denying it. Which means….
Me: Rumours may be true, they may not be…
Sveta: Hahaha… I know what it is now. Your face is all red… Jun, you’re bad at lying.
Sveta winked at me. I couldn’t help staring back. Sveta is a very beautiful blonde Caucasian girl, and damn, that close resemblance to Olivia Wilde, one of my favourite actresses. Her emerald green eyes were almost hypnotic in beauty as they stared back at me. Her mouth opened slightly, and she bit her lips a little. She began to move her body left and right as well, and I saw her full breasts sway.
I took a drink of my beer, and contemplated my predicament. I haven’t tried having sex with a Caucasian before, this could be my big break. Afterall, what complications could arise? Sveta was out for fun, and She won’t be in Singapore after another year once she completes her degree. I made up my mind. Sveta continued to look at me expectantly. I got up and opened my mouth, about to speak…
Zoya came up to us and called for Sveta excitedly, then quickly pulled Sveta away towards the pool. Sveta was a bit reluctant, but she ended up following Zoya. Bryan had gone up to bring the breach volleyball down to play monkey, and Zoya wanted Sveta to play too. Ah shit… there goes my chance.
I watched as Sveta joined them for the game. I know for a fact that Zoya and Sveta spent at least 3 days a week in a gym, working out to tone their bodies. The result shows, as they both have nice legs and perky round butts. Their height gave them a considerable advantage in the oerall looks department, as it accentuated their slim waist. They were also naturally gifted on their chests as well. Sveta was a C cupper, while Zoya was a D cupper.
I headed back into the pool to take a swim, and was joined by Kim. We swam slowly, just enjoying the cool water gliding over our bodies. Kim and I decided to stop the swim after a while, and we headed back to the apartment first.
As soon as the main door was closed, Kim hugged me tightly and kept walking me towards the master bedroom toilet. My boardshorts came off quickly, as did her bikini, and we found ourselves kissing each other furiously. I could sense Kim’s hunger for me, and I reciprocated.
I gently cupped her perky breasts, and kneaded them softly, feeling them fill up my hands. Her hands grabbed my butt, and one hand slipped to the front to caress my dick as we continued kissing each other. As soon as Kim started to breathe heavily, I brought one hand down to her groin and felt her up. She was soaking wet and ready.
I grabbed her thigh and brought it up to my hips, and she hooked her leg around me, bringing her bald pussy closer to my erected dick. She gently pushed my dick with her hands towards the entrance of her pussy, and I felt the tip of my cock brush against the entrance of her pussy before sliding right into her love canal.
Kim threw her arms around my shoulders as I picked her up and rested her butt on the vanity top. Without hesitation, I began to thrust vigorously as I pounded her pussy again and again, causing her to moan out in ecstasy. It has been a while since we both had sex together.
She held my shoulders and looked towards the ceiling as I pounded her pussy relentlessly, driving my dick in and out of her quickly. I watched as her breasts jiggled with the impact of my groin against hers. Her moans began to pick up in volume and pitch. Her fingers gripped my back tightly, and I could feel her nails starting to dig into my back a little.
Quickly, I reach up and held her hands, peeling them off my back and holding on to them. I thrusted a few more times before she reached orgasm. She gripped my hands tightly and I could see her tummy flex as she climaxed.
Gently, I helped her down and turned her around to face the mirror. I positioned my dick at her pussy, and pushed it back into her pussy. Grabbing her hips, I began to do her doggystyle, while she rested her arms on the vanity top and looked into the mirror. The bathroom filled with the sounds of PIAK PIAK PIAK PIAK…
I watched the reflection in the mirror as she grimaced, smiled, moaned and gasped on her way to another orgasm from the sex. I quickly pulled out of her when I felt my own climax coming, and Kim slid down onto the floor, kneeling as she held my dick in her hands and suck on the tip gently, willing it to release its cum into her waiting mouth. I felt my body tense up as I shot my load into her mouth in a few violent spurts.
Kim sucked me dry, and swirled the cum in her mouth a bit before she swallowed it slowly in one gulp, locking her eyes with me all the time. She got up and hugged me tightly and kissed me. After that, we both headed to the shower area to take a shower.
After changing out, we began to prepare dinner. I had boiled stock for fried hokkien mee that afternoon. I opened the lid of the stock pot and smelled the aroma of the clams, prawn heads, pork bone and garlic. The stock had broiled into a brownish fragrant fluid now, and I saw Kim smile when she smelled it. Kim watched as I slid a few narrow slabs of pork belly into the stock and cook them, then fished them out again.
Kim helped me sliced the pork belly into small slices, and removed the soft bone from them. Next, she sliced the fish cake while I poached the sliced sotong in the stock pot. The sounds of chatter came from the common area, and I knew that the rest were all done with their swim and were coming back. All of them entered my house, and half of them took the keys from Kim to go to her apartment to wash up in turns. The rest who had to wait for their turn gathered in my kitchen, sniffing away at the aroma of the food.
Once the pork belly and fish cakes have been sliced, and the fresh prawns (minus heads) deveined, I turn the stove on at the wok side on the biggest fire. Pouring in some lard, I swirled the wok, oiling it thoroughly. Cracking 4 eggs into the wok, I began to scrambled the eggs for a while. The aroma of the eggs overpowered every other smell in the room, and I can see my spectators licking their lips hungrily. I quickly threw in the yellow noodles and the thick beehoon and mixed it up with the eggs, frying the noodle, making sure that all parts are fried equally. I added some fish sauce, soya sauce, and oyster sauce diluted with water, and mixed the noodles again under the high heat, watching as the noodles began to take on a slight brownish hue.
Once the noodles began to emit the limited wok hei I can get from my stove, I scooped stock from the pot into the wok, flooding the noodles. Then I left it to simmer away. I lamented that I did not have the wooden cover that most hawkers have, but I did what I could without it. As the stock evaporated, the essence was left behind, giving the noodles the umami that was needed. I scooped more stock into the wok, and let it simmer a while. Then I added in the ingredients, the sliced pork belly, the sotong, the prawns, and chives.
Once I was satisfied, I scooped out portions of the hokkien mee into 6 plates. I will need to cook another round for the rest who didn’t get to eat the first round. Kim went to the fridge and took out sambal belacan that was specially pounded by my mum for the rest to add to their noodles. She also sliced the lime for them.
After I had cooked the second batch, we left everything on the stove and tucked in for dinner, deciding to wash up only after dinner was done. The group that ate first was almost done with their dinner, and a couple of them wanted seconds, but I had already finished cooking all the noodles and ingredients I had prepared, and the stock pot was dry already. “No luck, sold out. Come back another day.”
The hokkien mee was a hit, and I received a lot of positive feedback about it. Only Eileen complained that it might be a little too umami-ish, a bit on the salty side, but it was good nonetheless.
Once dinner was done, Vivian handed me and Kim a can of beer, and Yivonne led the rest into my kitchen to help clean up. Eileen and Joel washed all the plates, utensils, stock pot and wok. Bryan and Vivian wiped down my stove. Sveta and Zoya helped to stack up the items washed by Joel and Eileen for drying. Ann and Yivonne helped to mop the floor, while Harish and Jezebelle wiped down the dining table.
We chilled over some drinks before everyone made their move. As I sent them all out, Svetlana came up to me. She smiled as she said her next words.
Sveta: Let me know if you change your mind, Jun.
She turned around and walked off to join the rest. As they squeezed into the lift to go off. Kim went back to her apartment after giving me a hug, and I went back to mine. Before I slept that night, I got an MMS from Sveta. It was a picture of her sitting on her bed in her lingerie. I made up my mind that night. Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
A few days later, during break time in the midst of our lesson, I sent Sveta an SMS, and headed out to the 5th floor toilets. Sveta joined me there shortly, and we retreated into the men’s toilet and hid in a cubicle. It didn’t take long for us to pull down our jeans and underwear. She placed her hands against the wall and I took up position behind her and rubbed her pussy. Her pussy quickly got wet, and I began to insert my dick into her pussy.
I heard her let out a soft moan as my dick began to slide into her tight pussy, and I felt her vaginal walls clamping down on my dick even as I continued to push in. She is as tight as Kim. I held her hips as I thrusted in and out of her slowly, working up a rhythm. We tried to keep the noise down to a minimum. Although the toilets at level 5 were seldom used, but we never know if a cleaner or some other student might come and discover us.
Sveta stopped me, then she changed position. Facing me, she lifted one leg and rested it on my hip, then she guided my dick into her pussy as she held on to me tightly and I fucked her in standing position while staring straight into her eyes. Her eyes burned with lust, and we kissed each other furiously as I continued to thrust below.
She threw her arms around my shoulders and held on tightly, as she lifted her other leg and wrapped it around my waist. I held onto her butt and straightened my back. We continued to fuck and I upped the pace, as our break time was almost over. She quickly reached orgasm, and she moaned out loudly for a second before she quickly shut her mouth and tried to muffle it. I soon climaxed as well, and I wasn’t in time to lower her. I deposited my load inside of her, to our alarm.
Sveta: Shit, Jun! I’m not on pill!
Me: I’m sorry! I couldn’t pull out and put you down in time!
Sveta: Oh my gosh! Eh toh peez dietz!
Me: What?
Sveta: Eh toh peez dietz! This is fucked up… Shit I need to go count my period. Maybe not yet at fertile stage…
Me: Sorry sorry.
Sveta: It’s ok. If I get pregnant, you will marry me, yes?
Me: erm…
Sveta: No worries, I’m kidding. I know about you and Tingting. But if I’m pregnant, I need to abortion secretly, unless you want my dad to come and find you. He don’t play well with people who fucked his daughter.
Me: Ok, we take one day at a time, hopefully your period comes soon.
Sveta: For your sake, it better.
We quickly cleaned up and headed back to class, separately, of course. The rest of the day, I was barely concentrating on the lesson, as I was wondering what to do If Sveta had really gotten pregnant.
It was a nervous 3 weeks for me as I tried to appear normal in front of everyone else, and Sveta tried to convince herself that she had counted correctly and she wasn’t ovulating. It was especially challenging to stay focused while on dates with Tingting. She is a very observant person, and I had to be at the top of my acting normal game to not give anything away.
Morning bros. I just got back to work. Let me clear my emails and settle some urgent work stuff first. Once i’m done, i’ll post an update in the afternoon today, or tomorrow morning if my afternoon today is taken up by work. Sorry to keep you all waiting for so long.
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I’m kind of disappointed that TS didn’t get any Belles to be wifey… It’s one of the fantasies for me to have fucked SIL too. Hahaha
Fucking SIL on the sly, surely is one of the top fantasies for all guys. But if your wife knows that you have fucked her sister, it is going to be extremely messy unless she is super liberal. Hahaha…
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madmax8888
Bro TS, who would be the top 3 FB in your ranking and why? Lol. The brothers woould love to hear this aspect of your pilgrimage. It would be interesting to hear from your loyal fans as well. Lol.
Purely FB, and not so much about gf/wife material… i would say 1) Tingting, 2) Hyun, 3) Ann.
As to why, it all comes down to how wild in bed they can be, as well as how good they look. I rate Tingting as first because while she looks like a lady in the streets, with a respectable career as a doctor, she is as perverse and as freaky in bed as me. Her willingness to experiment and try new things keeps things spicy too. Hyun second over Ann despite her B cups vs Ann’s Cs is due to her kinks and preference for dominant sex. I’ve always enjoyed sex with Hyun because she doesn’t mind one bit about how rough we can go. Ann is great if you just want to have sex anytime, anywhere, but the sex is more or less pretty SOP.
And here it is, the long awaited update. Sorry for holding this out on you guys so long, but i had some urgent matters to settle in real life. And after being away, naturally, my wife and kids demanded my attention over the weekend.
But here it is, the final part of My SYT Korean Coursemate/Neighbour. It has been a long and awesome journey, writing this story, and i’m glad you all enjoyed it a lot.
Without further ado….
Sveta called me at the end of the 3 weeks. She had started menstruating. We both breathed a sigh of relief, and we headed out to a pub to drink and celebrate. That night, I sent her home in a taxi and ended up in her room. Zoya and Harish were screaming their brains out in the other room. Sveta had hugged me and pulled me into her bathroom, turned on immensely by the screaming from Zoya’s room. That night, I sailed the red sea as we fucked without protection. It was bloody, and it was quite gross as blood coated my dick and flowed down her thighs, pooling on the shower floor. We fucked twice that night and then showered before I left her house, but not before sneaking a peek into the other room. Zoya was sleeping on top of a snoring Harish, both of them stark naked post coitus.
We felt an immense sense of achievement after we had submitted our final project reports, and looked forward to the grad trip that we had been planning. In the end, Maldives was a clear winner on all fronts, as we bought into the reviews of great service and clear, sparkling waters. The trip wasn’t cheap, and Ann had some trouble coming up with the money despite saving very hard over the semester. In the end, Vivian topped her up, telling Ann not to worry about returning her any money despite Ann’s insistence on coming up with a loan repayment timetable. Tingting managed to apply for a leave of absence to come along. Annabelle was also on school holiday, so she could come as well. Ah Wei and Ah Hao took leave from work to join us too.
On the last day of school, there was a lot of phototaking with all our classmates who had toiled with us through sweat and tears and completed the degree programme. Then we had all headed out to lunch at a mala steamboat restaurant near bugis. We ordered up a feast, and we all left with round bellies.
A few days after our last day of class, Rhee had sold off his bike and flew back to Korea with his stuff. His dad wanted him to start working immediately to groom him to take over the reins at his company. The last days he spent in Singapore were fueled by alcohol and sex, as he engaged escorts in the daytime, and he went clubbing every night to pick up girls and spend the night screwing them in their homes, hotels, or at Kim’s place. The Parks and the Kims, who already had a strained relationship due to Kim’s reports on Rhee’s behavior, eventually fell out when a business deal went sour after Rhee went back to Korea, and they became rivals, with Hyun helping her dad, and Rhee helping his dad.
Kim’s dad had also arranged for a realtor to begin taking clients to Kim’s apartment and begin the sales procedures. A few families, and some singles came over to view the apartment. There was this particularly pretty single lady who came to view the apartment, and I had secretly hope she would buy it. The first time I saw her, she was wearing a powersuit, and had her assistant around with her to carry her bags. She had a haughty air about her, as if she was someone who looked down on everyone else. It would be such a turn on if I could tame her and put her in her place. The second time I saw her, she had her hair tied up in a ponytail, and was wearing a lycra top and pants, her toned and taut midriff bared. But alas, the price wasn’t right. For all the Prada and Hermes bags that her poor assistant carried for her, she had tried to undercut the price by 50k. There was no deal. In the meantime, Kim packed her stuff and shifted in with me for the time being, staying in the guestroom, as sometimes Tingting came over.
It didn’t take too long for a buyer to agree on the price, and I saw the family viewing the apartment. The mum and dad were my parents’ age, and they had a son and a daughter. The son was studying in RJC, and the daughter studies in NUS. During the viewing, I had happened to come home after lunch with Bryan, and ran into them at the common area. The realtor introduced me as their potential new neighbor, and I greeted Mr and Mrs Chiang, and their kids Randy Chiang and Rachel Chiang. They looked friendly enough, and Rachel kept smiling when she saw me look at her. Rachel was good looking. She had shoulder length hair and a heart-shaped, unblemished face with smooth beige skin. When she smiled, there were dimples on her cheeks. Seeing her in her jeans and spaghetti top, she seems to have a pretty good figure as well, at least a B cup, and her butt clearly bulged out. If there was any flaw about her, it has to be her height. She was at lease a head shorter than me. I went back into my apartment, leaving Kim and the realtor to entertain them.
I started preparing dinner for Kim and myself. The night’s menu was noodle soup. I began to boil some pork bone stock, and added the chunk of pork collar, fresh unshelled prawns, and let them cook while I sliced the cai xin vegetable. Once the prawns were cooked, I scooped them out and deshelled and devein them, then fished out the pork collar and sliced them too. Next, I fried some onions and garlic with oil to garnish the noodles at the end. Kim opened my door and came into the kitchen.
She told me that the Chiangs have agreed on the price for the apartment, and they will settle the paperwork another day. They were more curious about our relationship, and Kim told them that we were classmates and used to date, but have broken up cos she was returning to Korea soon. Most of the questions about us were from Rachel, and Kim laughed. I began to cook the yellow noodles in a pot of boiling water.
Kim: Y’know, Rachel isn’t bad-looking. And she seems genuinely interested.
Rachel honestly isn’t bad-looking. She looks like Ann Kok, and has B cup breasts. Her figure wasn’t as nice as Tingting’s, but her hips to waist ratio is good enough by my standards. If I were single, I wouldn’t mind giving it a try, but…
Me: Kim, you know Tingting and I are dating…
Kim: Yeah, I do… But it’s going to be funny seeing her try from a third person perspective. In the past, I was your girlfriend who had to fend someone off. Nice to be on the outside seeing someone else fend off someone else. Hahaha…
I scooped the noodles into the empty bowls and scooped a couple of teaspoons full of the fried garlic and onions, along with the oil onto the noodles. I then poured the sliced vegetables into the stock pot and let them cook, before I filled the bowls up with soup. Then I put the prawns and pork slices into the bowls and voila, two bowls of noodles soup.
Kim and I ate up and then headed to our own rooms to pack for the Maldives trip. We didn’t bother to bring much in the way of long sleeved or long legged clothes. We brought shorts, berms, tshirts and more swimwear. Most of the planned activities were to do with the sea anyway.
The next evening, Tingting came over with her luggage, cos the three of us planned to take a cab down to the airport together.
We reached the airport even before the sun rose the following day, as our flight was early in the morning. While we sat at McDonalds and had our breakfast, the rest started to come. Sveta held onto Zoya as Harish pushed a trolley with their luggages. Sveta greeted us happily and gave everyone a hug. She pressed herself onto my body for my hug discreetly. Next was Joel and Eileen, then Jacqueline, then Ann and Yivonne. Bryan and Vivian came next. Last to arrive were Ah Hao, Jezebelle, Ah Wei, and Annabelle. As I looked at the big group that we had, I can’t imagine how we are all gonna stick together for all the activities. Bryan looked at me a grinned, I wonder what he had up his sleeves. If it was an orgy, it’ll be very hard to pull off, especially when so many of us were attached and our partners are here with us.
After we were done with breakfast, we went to walk around in the transit area for a while and took some group photos before we boarded the plane. The flight itself was uneventful. There was a slight turbulence at some point, but other than some minor shaking of the plane, it wasn’t anything serious. We landed at Male International Airport and took the resort’s ferry transfer. Along the way, we were treated with the magnificent view, the crystal clear waters, the refreshing sea breeze. We can even see the fish swimming in the sea, and the rainbow of colours from the corals on the seabed.
We’ve all heard a lot of great things about Maldives, but we’ve all not experienced it before, until now. To put it simply, we felt like kings and queens the moment we stepped out of the ferry. Staff welcome us left and right to the resort, offering to help with luggage, and offering us drinks and towels as we checked in. I have never seen such high quality of hospitality, not even from the Thais. Then again, there’s a reason why we paid so much to go to Maldives.
We were shown to our accommodations. Tingting and I took one lagoon suite, as did Bryan and Vivian, Joel and Eileen, Zoya and Harish, Kim and Sveta, Ah Hao and Jezebelle, Ah Wei and Annabelle. Ann, Yivonne, and Jacqueline shared one villa.
First order of business after we had settled down in our rooms was to head to the café for a continental buffet meal, for we were all famished. We ate to our hearts’ content, piling our plates full of seafood and meat and gorging ourselves. Drinks were also free flow, and we had a healthy amount to drink.
In the afternoon, we swam around in the lagoon and suntanned. We also borrowed a ball and played some beach volleyball before heading back to the villas for a shower. Dinner was a beachside barbeque, and we headed to the bar for more drinks.
Tingting and I made our way back to our villa after everyone decided to call it a night. We closed all the doors and began filling the tub with water. Tingting and I stood in the middle of the room and embraced. We began to kiss each other and our hands roamed across each other’s body. Our kisses were soft and tender, and our touches were sensual and electrifying.
I felt my hands run over her smooth skin, and Tingting moaned softly in approval. Her hands felt my back up, and she slowly ran a hand down to the small of my back.
I bent down and hooked my arm under her thighs, and lifted her up easily. Carrying her in a bridal carry, I brought her to the bathtub, which was already half full, and gently lowered her into the warm soapy water. Tingting sat in the tub and waved her finger at me in a come hither action, and I stepped inside to join her.
The tub wasn’t as spacious as the one in the suite at Ritz-Carlton, so Tingting got up to let me lie down, and she lay on top of me. I gently embraced her as she seemed to melt onto me.
Tingting: Jun… You remember that time when we booked the suite at Shangri-la? It feels so good to take a bath with you all the time. Just nuaing in the tub with you, feeling your body’s warmth. Then you will massage my shoulders and neck, then we will kiss. Then you will massage my breasts. And somehow we’ll end up fucking each other silly.
Me: Yeah, I do. And I got a feeling it will end up that way tonight too.
Tingting: I want it to end up that way… don’t you?
Tingting smiled at me as she said that, and I smiled back at her, a grin actually. We kissed as she turned so her front laid on my front, and she held my head with her hand as she kissed me. As we kissed, I gently rubbed her back, washing it with the soapy water. I got up after a while, and ordered a bottle of wine from the room service. As we laid in the tub and enjoyed our wine, I gave Tingting a nice shoulder, back, and neck rub.
We sat in the tub for an hour or so, drinking a bottle of wine, and making out with each other, before the water turned cool and the wine bottle emptied. We unplugged the bathtub to drain the water, and rinsed off the soapy water before I carried her to the bed.
Tingting: I love you, Jun…
Me: I love you too, Tingting…
I crawled on top of her and kissed her softly as I felt her hands reach up and hug my shoulders, pulling me down gently on top of her. Automatically, she spread her legs wide, and our groins met. My dick rested on her pussy and rubbed against her clitoris. I felt our bodies plastered against each other’s, and her warmth radiated upwards towards me.
Tingting reached down with her hand and held onto my dick, gently pushing the head downwards towards her pussy. Once the tip of my rock hard dick caught the entrance of her pussy, it forced its way by sliding inside her pussy halfway. Tingting breathed in deeply when she felt my dick slide into her moist and warm love hole. As she exhaled, she murmured “Jun……”
I leaned in to kiss her, as I thrusted my hips in slowly, fully. “mmpphhh…” Tingting moaned as I filled her fully, and our groins touched each other’s.
Tingting’s eyes met mine, and they burned with desire. She bit her lips and began to thrust her hips, then she kissed me again, with tongue this time. As we frenched each other, I kneaded her breast with my hand, and thrusted my hips in and out of her, going deep each time.
A thin coat of perspiration began to form on our bodies, and we slid on each other as we made love to each other passionately.
Tingting gently pushed against my shoulder on one side, indicating that she wants a positional change, and I rolled onto my back. She got on top of me and straddled me, then held my dick and pushed it into her pussy.
Tingting sat straight up and kneaded her own breasts with her hands, while she raised her hips with her thigh muscles and brought her hips back down again, riding me at her own pace. She likes to do this time and time again, because I had told her before that I always liked admiring her beauty and her shapely body while we are having sex.
As she rode me, I could see her taut tummy flexing, her slim waist that was devoid of love handles, that thin center part of her hourglass figure. As my eyes roamed upwards, her body began to widen again. The very slight imprints of her ribs against her skin as she arched her back, and her C cup funbags that she was kneading tenderly. Her long hair hung down at one side, resting against her right breast.
Further up north, I saw her well-defined collarbones. I’ve always thought that girls with nice-looking collarbones were extremely sexy, but of course, not to the anorexic state. Just enough to see the definition of the bones is enough. It brought out the best in tube and strapless dresses and tops.
Finally, my eyes focused on her face. Her heart shaped face, with the slightly pointed chin. Her super kissable full lips. The thin nose and well defined nose bridge. Her big eyes with the long eyelashes. Her perfectly sculpted eyebrows. Her high cheekbones. It was as if looking into the face of an angel.
Tingting gave me an impish grin as she saw that I had given her a positive appraisal with my eyes. She slid her hands upwards from my thighs to my shoulders, and she gripped my shoulders as she leaned in and kissed me.
Her riding picked up pace and intensity, as she slammed her hips into mine again and again faster and faster. Sweat began to flow down the sides of her face to her chin, and from her forehead to the tip of her nose. The sweat then began to drip onto me.
Tingting moaned out loud and lay down on me fully suddenly as she climaxed. I felt her vaginal walls spasming against my dick, and I held her hips and began to thrust myself into her to bring myself to orgasm too. We hugged each other tightly and I felt her warm breath on my neck. She moaned unabatedly as I plunged my dick into her pussy again and again. I climaxed shortly after and deposited my load deep inside her pussy as she moaned softly.
We looked at each other, and we smiled. Tingting slid off to the side, and she rested her arm across my chest. She gently kissed my cheek.
Tingting: Back to old times, Jun… Back to old times…
I held her hand with mine, and our fingers interlaced each others’.
Me: No, babe… Not back to old times… A new chapter begins…
I turned my body to face Tingting, and she beamed at me with happiness. She reached up to hold my head with her hand, and she leaned in to kiss me. That night, we slept embracing each other, as we rekindled our relationship and a new chapter began in our lives.
The next day, we held hands and went for breakfast together. We were the last to wake up, so when we reached the cafe, the rest whooped when they saw us holding hands. The rest of the morning was spent enduring ribbing from the rest about Tingting and I getting back together.
I had expected Kim to be sad and affected, but outwardly, she was extremely happy, coming over to congratulate the both of us. She proposed a toast for us, and we quickly swapped our fruit juices for glasses of champagne, to celebrate Tingting and I getting attached.
In the afternoon, we went snorkeling around the resort, taking photos of corals and the many beautiful fishes in the sea.
Time always flies when you’re having fun, and before long, we found ourselves back in our villas, bathed and prepping for dinner, which was a barbeque by the beachside. Tingting fed me from time to time, eager to play her girlfriend role, and I helped her slice her steak into bite sized chunks. I headed to the inside of the café to get some soup for Tingting and myself when Kim had the same idea and followed me. I took the chance to sound her out.
Me: Kim…
Kim: I know what you want to ask me, Jun. Don’t worry, I’m not upset. I’m really happy for Tingting and you.
Me: Really?
Kim: Yes, really. Since I can’t be together with you, the best for you would be a girl who can take care of you well, and loves you wholeheartedly. Tingting seems like that sort of girl, so I’m happy for you, and I know I don’t have to worry about you settling with someone worse.
Me: Thanks, Kim, it means a lot to me.
Kim smiled. Then she leaned in and whispered.
Kim: Of course, I expect a night of passion as my send off gift, like what Hyun got. Please tell me you won’t say no…
I smiled.
Me: I won’t, Kim.
Kim smiled, then held my hand and squeezed it once. She then picked up her bowl of soup and headed back to the tables.
The rest of the trip went by very quickly. We played a lot of watersports, trying our hands on jetskis, wakeboarding, jetskiing etc. We kayaked around the island and snorkeled somemore. In fact, we were even regretting having come here for so long, because there was hardly any shopping, and most of the activities had to do with the sea. Eventually, the group activities dwindled as couples peeled off and decided to do their own things in their own villas. I had went up to Bryan’s door to jio him for a drink, but left without knocking after I heard loud grunts and moans coming from within.
One of the key highlights for me was the last minute charter of a boat for some deep sea fishing. The famed waters of the Maldives was home to some of the most exciting fishing action, and since I was already here, I convinced the rest to let me off for 2d1n to do some fishing. Tingting, Kim, Bryan and Vivian decided to come along, while the rest stayed back in the resort to do their own thing, fucking their brains out by the seaside, or doing more watersports and spa treatments.
The equipment was all rented, and consisted of PE4-8 rods for jigging and popping (different style of fishing). On the first day, we spent the afternoon sitting in the boat and travelling out to the open ocean. I thought the rest how to tie the various fishing knots and lines, and the crew helped us to prepare the lines as well.
Once we were in position, we started off with popping. I taught them how to cast their line far out to sea, and explained that the whole theory behind popping is to retrieve the line fast, so the popper will bounce on the surface of the sea, causing a ‘pop pop pop’ sound, and entice fish to bite.
It didn’t take long for the first fish to bite. Tingting was reeling in the line on her Shimano Stella reel when suddenly she screamed out excitedly. I turned to look and saw her rod bending as the fish began to swim out and draw line from her screaming reel.
The rest of us reeled in our lines so it won’t tangle with Tingting’s if the fish swam through. I hung my rod at the rod holder and walked to her, standing behind her as she huffed and puffed. The lessons of Bangkok had survived well, as I watch her slowly tighten the drag on the reel, and she began to fight the fish, pulling back on the rod slowly, then quickly reeling in line as she lowered the rod then repeat pulling the rod up slowly again.
Kim: Wow! Tingting looks like a pro!
Bryan: Hahaha! Can tell that Jun had brought Tingting for fishing before and taught her well.
Tingting’s cheeks became red as she continued to fight with the fish. It must be a really big and strong fish, for it never got tired or gave up. I began to wonder if it was one of the prized giant trevally. Those strong fishes could sprint at high speeds for a long time, and are amongst one of the best fights a seasoned fisherman can have.
After an epic 20-minute fight, I saw the distinctive shape of the giant trevally as it tired out and gave up, allowing Tingting to reel it in. The crew opened up the door at the side of the boat, and we hauled the fish in. Quickly, they weighed the fish, and passed it to Tingting, who was seated in a chair, for phototaking. It was a 40+kg giant trevally. Once the pictures were done, we quickly lowered the fish back into the water and let the sea water rush through its gills. Revived, the fish swam away with a flick of its strong tail, whipping water into our faces.
For the next 3hrs, we continued fishing, and everyone managed to get at least one fish. Bryan was able to catch a yellow-fin tuna, and it ended up as part of our appetizer for dinner. The crew had bled the 6kg tuna, and proceeded to gut and clean it. After that, they had fillet the meat off the fish and sliced it into super fresh sashimi for us. If you’re a fan of sashimi, it doesn’t get any better than this. The meat was so fresh and sweet.
The chef on board the boat brought out dinner soon after, and it was a lavish spread. There was steak, rack of lamb, lobster tartar, and herb baked fish with butter sauce. There was even bangers and mash and fresh steamed prawns. Every plate was cleaned out by us and the crew, and we sat down to share stories with the friendly crew.
Night time soon arrive, and we proceeded to a different game now. We attached 200-300gm jigs on our lines and I gave a tutorial to the rest on how to jig. Bryan was the most amused, as he said it was like doing bicep curls. Little did he know bicep curls were so important to build strength for jigging.
Our jigs went into the water with a soft slosh, and down they dropped to the depths. We began to reel in as we jigged, with Bryan and I retrieving the lines much faster. But faster, didn’t work. Vivian shrieked first, followed by Kim in quick succession. Fish on for the both of them. Bryan and I retrieved our lines and Bryan went to help Vivian. A crew member was already beside Kim, and telling her calmly what to do.
Tingting was almost done retrieving her line when suddenly, her line jerked a little. She jerked her rod back, and the line went out screaming from her reel. It was a last minute fish on for Tingting as well! Now we had a problem. The boat wasn’t very big, and we had to separate the girls as much as possible to prevent crossing lines.
Kim kept laughing hysterically as her arms struggled to support the rod after the afternoon’s exertions. The crew helping her couldn’t restrain himself and laughed hysterically as well, while helping her. Vivian was whining as well and Bryan helped her support the reel. They took turns to take over the rod and reel in the fish. Tingting on the other hand, was silent. She gritted her teeth and worked the rod with iron determination. Her arms were flexed, and I could see the lines defining her muscles.
Me: Do you need me to help take over a while?
Tingting: No. I can do it!
She continued fighting the fish as I stood beside her, encouraging her. 5minutes later, Kim reeled in a 10kg dogtooth tuna. She quickly took her photo and released the fish, just as Vivian reeled in her 15kg dogtooth tuna. Photos were taken and the fish was released as well. Tingting continued to toil, and she was rewarded 10minutes later, as a long, beautiful, odd-shaped yellowish green fish was pulled into the boat. Weighing was done, and Tingting took a picture with her prize, a 30kg Mahi Mahi.
Kim and Vivian decided they had enough fun for a day after they caught a giant trevally each, and they retreated to the cabin to shower and change. Meanwhile, Bryan, Tingting and I continued jigging for fish. At around 1am, we took a 2hr break to drink beer and chat with the crew. The chef whipped up a midnight snack of meatloaf for us, and went to sleep. Bryan went to check on Vivian and Kim, and found them sleeping soundly in the cabin. He went to shower as well, calling it a night, and joined Vivian on her bunk.
Tingting and I ate the food, and chatted with the crew. I continued to jig for another hour after that, catching 2 GTs and a mahi mahi before I was contented to call it a night. The crew took the rod from me and told me to go rest, while they took care of the rods and stuff. Tingting showered first, then me, and we retreated to the bunk and slept together.
The next morning, we had pancakes with honey for breakfast, as well as eggs, toasts and sausages. Once we were done with breakfast, we started another round of jigging. I will never forget my first and only catch that morning.
Gunning for a big fish, I had picked out a PE8 rod and a 500gm jig with a Daiwa Saltist reel. After reeling up the jig without a snag four times, I was about to question myself if I had aimed over the moon. On the 5th trip down and up, the line started screaming outwards while I was in mid retrieve. Fish on!
I tightened the drag on the reel slowly, amazed that line was still peeling out when I was almost at full drag. Surely this must be a HUGE fish. The rest of them retrieved their lines and watched me battle the fish. The crew were watching intensely as well, one of them remarking that I was almost at maximum drag and yet the line still went.
Slowly, the clicking on the reel slowed down as the fish began to lose some steam, and I was able to start retrieving the line. I did it patiently, but it was not easy. For every 10meters or so that I retrieved, the fish pulled out 5meters in comparison. Midway through my retrieve, the fish went on another burst, and dragged out a good 100m of my line again, and I had to slowly retrieve again.
Once again, I was at mid retrieve when the fish went on yet another sprint. This time, however, the fish’s burst brought it near the surface and the fish broke through the surface of the sea, and I saw a huge, majestic marlin hanging in the air a while before falling back down into the water with a magnificent splash. Voices rang out on the boat as everyone got excited and started remarking about it.
Tingting wiped my forehead as my perspiration began to flow down my temples and nose, hitting my eyes. I continued to fight with the fish for a total of almost 40minutes, my arms nearing their limit as they began to cramp a little, as the rest looked on nervously. The fish gave up first, and the crew brought the marlin up onto the deck, and I squatted beside it to take a photo. By our estimates based on its size, it was a specimen of about 80-100kg.
After we released the fish back into the water and watch it swim away, I sat down on a chair and hung my arms down on the sides. The lactic acid in my arms let me know that that was the end of fishing for me that morning, and I decided to heed it. The rest continued fishing while I helped give advice, and everyone caught another 2 fishes at least before we took a shower and break for lunch. There were more mahi mahis as we dropped our lines right smack into a ball of sardines, and Tingting managed to catch a 50kg sailfish.
The crew turned the boat around and headed back for the resort, as the chef brought out yummy food food for our lunch.
We thanked the crew for the super enjoyable fishing experience, and they wished us a great time for the remainder of our stay in Maldives. Over dinner, we joined up with the rest and exchanged stories about our adventures. We showed our polaroid photos of us and our catches to the rest of the group, and they lamented that they should have followed us.
Over the next few days, we surfed, we kayaked somemore, and we snorkeled a lot. We were lucky enough to encounter a whale shark, and we took pictures with it as we snorkeled beside it.
If there was any downside to the Maldives trip, there wasn’t any group sex. Sure, there were plenty of sex within the various couples, but threesomes and group sex were out of the question. Ann had brought her trusty double dildo along, and Yivonne had acquiesced to her needs. Even Kim managed to get some sexy time with Sveta on a couple of days towards the end of the trip.
We got onto the plane and departed Maldives, each of us easily gaining between 1-5kgs during our time there, having gorged ourselves with great food. Tingting cuddled up to me on the flight home and fell asleep for the duration of the trip.
I sent Tingting home after we landed, and broke the news of us being attached to her parents. Her mum was ecstatic, and kept piling my plate with food during dinner. Her dad also commented that he doesn’t need to worry about Tingting anymore, as he is already very familiar with me, and knows that I will take care of Tingting well.
Tingting’s mum was so excited that she even called my mum to tell her the news. As expected, my mum was also thrilled about the news. I had heard over the phone “AH BOY ARH!!! WHY YOU NEVER TELL ME FIRST?!?!”
I kissed Tingting at the gate before I got into the taxi with my luggage. She stood at her gate and watched as the taxi turned the corner and disappeared before she went back into her room.
I opened my door and greeted Kim, who was watching tv on the sofa. She had a pint of ben and jerry’s in her arms, but it was already empty. Kim turned off the tv and walked over to give me a hug before disposing the container and heading back into her room to sleep.
I went to take my shower, then I unpacked my luggage and dumped the dirty clothes into the washing machine for washing, before I retreated to my room. I called Tingting for a while, and we chatted for a while, affirming our love for each other before we ended the call and headed back to sleep.
People began to come over to Kim’s apartment over the next few days to view and buy the furniture, as the Chiangs had mentioned that they had their own furniture. The Chiangs did choose to keep a couple of pieces of furniture that they felt they could use.
Kim managed to sell of most of the furniture, and for those that she couldn’t sell in time before the Chiangs moved in, she donated to the Salvation Army. Our group of friends had spent one entire day helping to clean the house after the Salvation Army had hoisted the last pieces of furniture off from Rhee’s room.
There was some commotion as when they shifted the bed away, a couple of used condoms were found wedged between the bed and the wall.
While cleaning the house, I pestered the girls to reveal who the source of the rumours were. They all claimed to hear from someone who heard from someone, and they had been trying to find the source of the rumours as well. In the end, there wasn no pinpointing who the person was with an absolute degree of certainty, but Rhee was the most probable source of the rumours. There was motive afterall. If girls had known that I had been fucking around, I would be labelled a manslut and maybe, girls will be less interested to start relationships with me. Only, Rhee’s plan had backfired.
One month later, Hyun and Kim’s parents came down to Singapore for our Uni’s convocation ceremony. While Mr and Mrs Park stayed in Mandarin Orchard Hotel, Hyun had opted to come over to my place and share the guestroom with Kim.
After a dinner of home cooked bak chor mee, Hyun, Kim, and I settled down on the sofa and shared a pint of ben & jerry’s. Hyun kept disturbing me by poking me and stroking my legs, and I knew what she wanted, even though we just did it that afternoon. Kim saw what Hyun was doing, and she held Hyun’s hands.
Kim spoke softly to Hyun in Korean, and Hyun looked at me, then back at Kim. Then Hyun nodded and picked up the pint of ice cream and headed to the guestroom, leaving Kim and I alone.
Me: What’s going on?
Kim: Nothing. I just want to claim the last night of passion tonight. I told her she can have you tomorrow night before we fly off the next day, if Tingting doesn’t come over.
Me: Oh…
Kim smiled at me, then stood up and held my hands. “Are you ready?”
Me: I’m always ready.
I got up on my feet and let Kim lead me into the bedroom. She closed the bedroom door and locked it, then retreated to the bed slowly. I followed her at her own pace, and as she laid down on the bed, I crawled on top of her.
Kim and I took it slow that night, very slow. It took us nearly 30minutes just to get our clothes off, as we were caressing each other and kissing passionately for that long. Once our clothes were off, we proceeded to foreplay.
I gently cupped and kneaded her tender breasts, feeling her flesh bulge between my fingers when I squeezed softly. Kim reached up and kissed me, and her breath became hotter. Her hands kept touching my abs, and she ran her fingers up and down my chest and abs, feeling the grooves.
I began to run my hands down south, trailing across her taut tummy, and moving further south, feeling her smooth, hairless groin. My fingers touched her clitoris, and I pushed my fingers in gently between her labia, spreading them. There was a little wetness there, and I gently rubbed her clitoris, willing her body to produce more juices to lubricate her.
Kim moaned sensually, and her hands went south as well to hold my erected dick. She got up and turned around, so she was facing my groin, and her butt was facing me. I gently pulled her thighs down so I could lick her pussy, and she began to suck on my dick. I could feel her saliva dripping down the sides of my dick, before her tongue lapped it back up.
As she blew me, I probed her pussy with my tongue, licking the edges of her labia for max sensitivity, and gently brushing her clitoris with my tongue tip. Sometimes, I prodded with force, sometimes I lingered at the edge, barely grazing her clit and pussy with my tongue. Kim’s juices kept leaking out of her pussy at a slow ooze, nonstop.
Kim suddenly sucked my dick dry, and swallowed all her saliva. She rotated again, straddling me. Softly, she kissed me as she reached down to push my dick into her wet and ready crevice. My dick slipped in smoothly, massaged on all sides by her tight vaginal walls. She sat down fully on top of my dick, letting it slip fully into her pussy. She moaned when she felt the tip of my dick pushing against her cervix.
I rubbed her thighs with my hands gently, and she rested her hands on my abs as she began to ride me slowly. I watched as her hips raised and lowered in a motion that was almost hypnotic. Our groins slapped lightly when she lowered herself fully, and the soft piak piak sounds fought with her moans for airtime.
The smooth gliding of my dick inside her made her feel good, but it was the rubbing of the tip of my dick against her g-spot that was her undoing. After 10minutes of solid riding, Kim was screaming out her pleasure in Korean, and she came heavily after that. Her shoulders slumped, supported only by her straightened arms pressing against my abdomen. Her hair hung low and covered her face. Kim breathed heavily, gasping for breath. Her vaginal muscles contracted wildly, and she twitched every few seconds, as residual waves of pleasure flooded her again and again, within the next couple of minutes.
After she had rode her orgasm out, she began to ride me again, this time, without the slow start. It was rapid, with urgency. Barely passed an orgasm, her pussy was extremely sensitive, and she began squealing and moaning loudly a minute or so in. The rapid riding soon brought me close to an orgasm, and I held her butt with my hands, thrusting my hips into her as well, timing it with her riding. I felt the pressure building up down below, and my loins tightened as my body tensed up. A few bursts of cum spurted from my dick deep inside of her pussy, each spurt the result of a violent twitch of my dick. Kim moaned out loud and fell flat on top of me, exhausted, as another orgasm overcame her.
We hugged each other in that post-coitus pose for as long as she needed, which was almost 45minutes. She kissed me and ran her hands across my shoulders, arms and chest, feeling them up, as she won’t get the chance anymore two days later. Gently, she kissed me on my cheeks, lips, and neck a few times. There was a hint of sadness in her eyes, as she pondered what could have been if her parents hadn’t objected to us being together. Then she kissed me on my lips again.
The second round came after another 30minutes of cuddling, as we could no longer ignore the raging erection after my dick had recovered. I laid her on her back as I mounted her in missionary position. Kim brought her legs up for me, bending them at her knees. As I entered her, I bent forward and her legs kiapped my sides. I watched as her breasts swayed with each thrust of mine, her tiny nipples fully erected and pointy.
Kim moaned as her body began to flood with pleasure again. As I drove my dick in and out of her at a steady rhythm, I stared at her beautiful face. She opened her eyes momentarily and stared back into my eyes, then she slowly closed her eyes and tilted her head upwards, biting her lips and then licking her lips. Her hands reached up to try to hold my shoulders, but couldn’t reach them. Instead, she brought her hands behind her head and gripped the corners of the pillow hard.
I placed my hands against the sides of her thin waist and held her firmly as I began to up my thrusting tempo. Kim gasp as she sensed that I have picked up speed, and her moans became slightly louder. She rested her hands on my arm and squeezed them. Her moans increased in pitch and she close her eyes shut and panted heavily.
Her body soon shuddered as she climaxed with a shout of exclamation, followed by a long, loud, sensual moan. I thrusted into her another few more times before I came deep inside her as well.
I pulled out of her once our breathing went back to the noamal pace, and I laid down beside her. Kim turned to face me, and she threw her leg and arm across me and hugged me tight as she closed her eyes. Within minutes, soft snores were emitted by her. I covered our bodies with the comforter, and shut my eyes. I joined her in dreamland shortly after.