She laughed.
Gwen: haha… no wonder you are still sitting down. Faster get the batteries for me!
Her arms akimbo now, sticking out her chest at me, as if offering me to suck her boobs.
Gwen: SAM!
I stood up immediately. There was no space between us, and the top of my head bumped into her breasts, accidentally brushing those erected nipples against my face.
Gwen: oh….
Me: oppsss….
She took a step back instantaneously almost falling down. I reached out and held her arm, helping her regain her balance.
Me: Sorry….
Gwen: haha…. It’s ok… please… get me the batteries….
She giggled and spoke softly. I watched her boobs bouncing from her movement. I reminded myself that this is Kevin’s wife.
Me: errm… do you think it’ll be better if you don’t walk around topless in the house?
Gwen: haha….. Why? Scared you cannot take it? …. Haha
She looked down at my tent.
Me: errm… not that… just that neighbours might see…
She looked at the balcony and then rolled her eyes.
Gwen: the nearest house is so far away. They wont be able to see. Furthermore, I am not going to the balcony….
Gwen: you are very naggy. Can you stop talking and get me the batteries?
I walked away from her, and collected the batteries and pass it to her.
Gwen: thanks….
She went into her room, without closing the door. I went back to the sofa, looking at the opened door. I decided to call out.
Me: don’t you think you should close your door?
Gwen: Can you come in for a while?
Me: errrm…. No…..
Gwen: Please…….
I hesitated.
Gwen: sam…. Come here please…..
She called out in a cute voice and as I determined that she was not trying to seduce me, I apprehensively made my way there. I paused once more at her door steps.
Gwen: sam?
This time, her voice was soft. I was finding it like a siren leading me into an abyss of unknown. Unable to think, I took a step forward, even though I know I am in danger.
Gwen was sitting on the bed, naked. She had since removed her bottom as well. In her hands, was the vibrator. She was struggling to open the catch for the batteries.
Gwen: can you help me with the batteries?
I took a deep breath and crossed the remaining few steps until I reached her bed. I was staring at her, unable to decide and alternating between her breasts and the clean shaven triangle between her legs.
Gwen: can you help me first?
I caught myself, took the device, opened the catch and placed the batteries in it. I tried the switch and it hummed softly, the vibration passing through my hand. I switched it off and passed it to her.
Gwen: thanks…
I turned around very slowly, reluctant to go out of the room, but because she did not speak further, I walked out and went back to the sofa. I placed the TV on mute and not long after, I heard the familiar buzz from the vibrator.
Gwen: ummm…. Ohhh….. wow……..ohhhhhh…..
I heard her moans from the opened door. My dick was throbbing in my pants and I put my hands into it and started to stroke, hoping to elevate some of the tension in there.
Gwen: AHHH………..
She gave a rather loud and short moan. I would not determine it as a moan. Rather a sexy scream, which made me curious if she was fine. I made my way to the room door and peep in.
She was lying down with her back prop up by the 2 pillows. Her legs were in the air, and the vibrator was in one hand. With the other hand, she was spreading her clit, dapping the device on her clit, not 100 percent on it. I could see juices cluttering the area between her love hole and anus.
Gwen: Can you come help me?
She had noticed me, and spoke softly. I did not move.
Gwen: sam?
I slowly made my way to the room, and sat on the bed, near her pussy. I cannot take my eyes off it. She spoke softly again.
Gwen: Can you help me push the dildo in? I don’t have any hands. Please….. I need to get off now…..
I hesitated and gulped.
Gwen: AHHH!!!!…… please…..
She gave the same scream that I heard earlier, as the vibrator landed on her clit. I could see a new gush of fluid emerging from her hole. I took a deep breath and held it in and then took the soft dildo in my hands, before looking at her. She nodded.
Slowly, I placed the tip at her entrance, and push it. However, because it was soft, it curled to the side, making no progress into her hole. I tried again but the same thing happened. I cleared my throat and spoke, but my voice still came out hoarsely.
Me: I cant. It’s too soft…..
Gwen: ahhh…… you… hold the vibrator…..
I took the vibrator from her and passed her the dildo. I continued what she as doing, putting the device on her clit and taking it away almost immediately. Each time I did this, I noticed she squeezed her hole tightly.
She opened her lips, exposing unashamedly her inner folds to me, and manoeuvre the dildo into her tunnel.
Gwen: ennghhh…… ahhhh…… ahhhh….
She let go of the dildo and took the vibrator back from me.
Gwen: use the dildo… use it…. Ahhhhh ….. ahhhh…..
With her command, I started to push it in and out of her tunnel. Each time the dildo exited, I could see more juices coating it. I pump her, and soon, her juices were turning white from the friction. She was panting faster and I know she was near her climax. Without thinking, I held her hand and push the vibrator down on her clit and hold it there.
She exploded into a round of intense orgasmic pleasure, hips pushed off the bed, spread her legs apart widely. I could see her inner thighs as well as her tummy quivering from the uncontrollable spasm as she reached the peaked.
Gwen: AHHHH…..UGHHHH……. UGHHHHH…….
I did not remove the vibrator, and continued holding it there. Her hands push the device away, while she continued to have her spasm. The dildo was already pushed out of her tunnel from her contractions. With both tormenting devices gone, she fell onto the bed, limped. Till now, I still had not touched any parts of her body, but my manhood was engorged with so much blood that it was painful for me. I could also feel my boxers coated with my pre cum from wetness I felt.
Looking at her laying there, taking one last glance at her freshly penetrated pussy, I left the room. Even though I wanted to fuck her, but I am not willing to take the consequences of losing my fostered brother. I quickly went into my room and jack off, remembering the scenario that had just happened.
After I cleaned up, and all my horniess gone, I sat down in the room and think. What the hell was Gwen thinking about.
Why is she doing this? She is horny
Was she desperate for me? I don’t think so.
Then why? Seemed to me that she is a exhibitionist.
Isnt she afraid that I will rape her? I think she trust me too much.
I felt that this is not right. And I wanted to talk to her.
I made my way out of the room, and found her sitting in the living area. She was dressed in a singlet and her black shorts again. I could see that she was not wearing a bra. Her pokies was still showing. I presume that she is not wearing anything underneath her shorts as well.
Me: Gwen, we need to talk.
Gwen: I know what you are going to tell me. I will respect your decision as this is your place.
Me: Thanks. Kevin is my brother, even though not by blood. But this cannot go on. Something will happen sooner or later.
Gwen: I trust you sam.
Me: I know, but still….
She reached out and touched my face. Not a sexy feel, but more of a sisterly touch.
Gwen: I understand….
She smiled and I nodded.
boys and girls. (Notice that not “guys”).
Please stop asking if this is friction or real. My Goodness!
Seriously, please do your homework and read my other stories. This is getting ridiculous from all these questions. If you had done your homework, you will know that there cannot be so many Sam, who have different life and it is me. There is only 1 me, and I cannot be suddenly having so many background in life with different sets of parents.
Everything in the forum is virtual and to me, it’s all friction. If you only want “Real Life Story”, perhaps this is not the place for you.
some others who write story and “claimed” that those are real. But well, how do you determine if it is real or friction, even if they said it is real? hmmm……
If there are no one reading my stories, I am fine. Ultimately, if that is so, this will be the last story for SBF. Of course, if there are people who appreciate a good read, then I will continue to write more stories. I don’t need to canvas for support for my writing. It is part of my interest to write, and also providing everyone a good read, a break from the mundane life.
life is complex, and there are definitely more things to do than trying to find out what is real or not in the virtual world. I have also many other hobbies, so even without this, there are more things to do anyway,
Ps: But perhaps one of these of my threads actually is telling the truth about my life? you make you decision on your own if any is real.
“take the blue pill—the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill—you stay in Wonderland, and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes. "
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bro ignore them, they are too fascinated with your really really great stories that they would think everything is real haha…
One question, I do not understand and need help from everyone to explain.
why does it matter if it is real or friction?
Just then, Gwen’s phone rang. It was Kevin. She hung up shortly, telling me that he is on his way. We sat there watching discovery channel.
Not long after, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and he was standing there without his luggage. He looked terrible. I asked him as he walked into my house.
Me: what’s wrong?
Kevin: Everything.
He sat on the sofa besides Gwen and I offered him a glass of water.
Me: tell me.
Kevin: Sam….. I am sorry…. I lied to you….
Me: slow down…. tell me….
He drank from his glass.
Kevin: It is true that Vic is a contractor, but he is also a loan shark…..
I remained quiet. I wanted to hear the story.
Kevin: I lost 100k on soccer bettings and he loaned me the money to pay the bookies….. but then he is now chasing me for money.
Me: what the hell?! why did you borrowed money from him?
Kevin: I needed to pay off my soccer debts…..
I shook my head.
Me: then why you still get him to do Pa’s house?
Kevin: it was the best price in the market….. further more, I thought giving him the project, he will stop chasing me for money.
He looked on the floor.
Kevin: but just now, he told me both are separate issues. I gave him the project, is for the project. but he still wants me to pay the payments for this week. It is due soon.
Me: did you negotiate with him?
Kevin: yes…. but there is no negotiation.
I looked at him and he was looking bad. Gwen was still quiet now, absorbing what he just said.
Me: when did you borrowed from him?
Kevin: before our marriage. That was also the reason why he became the brother. He requested for it for a delay of 1 cycle.
Me: why?? Why did he wanted to become a brother specifically?
Kevin: he saw Eva when we were trying gowns together.
When I heard him mentioned Eva, I wanted to know more.
Me: so what about Eva?
Kevin: He was interested in her…..
Gwen: oh!
Me: NO! Kevin, I tell you, you better don’t let him have any funny thoughts on her.
He nodded.
Kevin: If I don’t pay him the 100k, after renovation, he will splash paint and hound me for the payment.
I don’t have 100k since I just purchased my EC. All my money is already in the house.
Kevin : tell me what I should do?
He buried his face in his hands.
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drag28nick
to me real or not, no issue with me as long as i’m reading a really good story…
to some people, if they think the story is real and find it abusive or offensive they will start to get mad at the writer or say negative comments about it… i just don’t get it why they come here in SBF create an id and start mocking at others who contribute in this forum…
we have these kinds of people here in SBF bro…
I always thought that reading good literature is all that matters, not whether if it is real or not. I still cannot comprehend the mentality of such.
I read many stories here, some claimed to be real, some fictitious. But some of those “real” stories, does not even make me want to read past the first 2 posts.
Like bro ilock stories, I would say that I craved every single bit of it, looking forward to his updates, because the story stimulates the mind, which in turn is the biggest organ that cause multiple emotions + respond in the body.
Well, I guessed to each of their own.
Me: how much do you still owe him?
He looked up.
Kevin: 70k. I used my savings and paid him 30k already.
Me: this week?
Kevin: 2k
Me: lets go to the police.
He shook his head and put his hand on my arm.
Kevin: i cant. Can you lend me 2k to pay him?
Me: i can, but what about next week? And the week after next?
He released my arm and look down again.
Gwen: lets try to speak to him again. He is your friend right?
Kevin nodded.
Kevin: thats why i cant go to the police.
Me: if he treated you as his friend, he would not hound you so badly.
He kept quiet.
Me: lets speak to him first.
I made him make the call. Surprisingly vic agreed to meet up immeidately.
He agreed to meet up at the coffee shop outside geylang lorong 8.
Gwen changed and we made our way there.
As we walked to the coffee shop, he was sitting in a corner, wearing a surgical mask, trying to protect himself from the haze. But then, he took out a cigarette to smoke when he saw us.
I sat opposite him.
Vic: hello, we meet again.
He smiled.
Me: lets talk.
Vic: i already told kevin. He need to pay up.
Me: its 70k. He need some time.
Vic: 70k? Haha…. more like 80k
I looked at kevin. He was looking on the floor.
Me: why 80k?
Vic : interest. Haha….
Me: also cant be increase by so much.
Vic: i am running a business.
Me: he is your friend.
Vic: so?
He sneer at me.
Vic: friend borrow money no need pay?
Me: give him some time.
Vic: i need to survive also right? I also got bills to pay.
He turned at look at gwen, who was sitting on his right. She was wearing a tshirt and shorts. He stared at her c cups, leering at those peaks. She saw him doing that and held her bag up, covering her chest. He lean back on the seat and stared at her slender legs.
Me: hey… look here…
He laughed.
Vic: Either he pay up fully or pay the weekly payments.
Me: its not that he is not paying. Give him some time.
He stopped laughing and stared into my eyes.
Vic: i already gave him time. If he dont pay up, then my guys will do their job.
Me: give me 4 weeks.
Vic: what 4 weeks? You think i charity?
He laughed again as if i am telling uim a joke.
Vic: tell you what.
He put a hand on gwen’s shoulder.
Vic: if she spend 1 night with me, i’ll give him 2 months… but he pay 80k by then… haha….
Kevin did not react. Gwen push his hands off.
Me: no.
Vic: then pay me fill 80k this week or interest 2k.
He narrowed his eyes.
Vic: unless you decide to take over the loan from him.
Kevin: no.
He smiled again. I felt like punching him.
Vic: or you let your wife, eva, spend the night with me. I give you 4 months for 80k…. haha….
He raised his hands and silenced me before i can reply.
Vic: or both your wives for 2 nights together… i give you 4 months to pay 40k…. haha…. good deal for you. Fucking big discount. Outside where can you find 40k for 2 girls. I can get for 500 if i want easily…. haha…
Me: fuck you.
He did not stop smiling and got up. He turned to kevin.
Vic: kevin, as a friend, i give you one more week. After that my guys will do the standard. Friend also no give face… but if you like my offer, let me know…. haha…
He reached out and touched gwen’s hair.
Vic: gwen, agree to my suggestion. You can help your husband and i can give you a good time…. haha..
She retracted from him in disgust.
Vic: kevin next week.
He left and the 3 of us sat there in silence.
I text eva and she wanted to meet us immeidately as she understands the gravity of the situation even though it is still office hours
We picked her at her office and made our way to east coast. We selected a spot and seated ourselves.
Me: dear how much do you have in your account?
Eva: not much left. Everything went into our house. Maybe 5k
I had about 3k
Me: you 2?
Gwen: i have about 5k
Kevin: i got nothing. Maybe a few hundreds.
He sounded dejected.
Kevin: i dont know what to do.
Me: we’ll think of something. Dont worry.
We only had 13k. Even if kevin took a loan for his renovation, it would be about 15k based on his pay. Thats only 28k. And i already took a reno loan with eva. The banks will not entertain us.
Lets say if we used dad’s money of the 40k remaining for the renovation, it would be 68k. Surely i could find a 2k easily.
I told them my plans.
Kevin spoke very softly. It was barely audible.
Kevin: i loss 30k. Only remain 10k.
Me: what?! Why?
Kevin: i thought i could win back some. But i lost again.
Me: kevin fuck, you should stop gambling.
Kevin: sorry…
We have only 38k. Even if we skip the interest, we still need to cough up with another 32k.
Considering all aspects of stretching our credit cards, even we know of the high interest rates, we are still short of 15k.
But then my foster parents house cannot remained uncompleted from the renovation as well.
Seemed like we are stuck.
Me: i think we should go to the police.
I repeated again.
Kevin: we cant.
Me: then maybe you borrow from pa and ma.
Kevin: no. I dont want them to know.
Me: then how? We dont have enough. And the house still need to complete the reno.
He looked at gwen and then eva.
Kevin: he is giving me a big discount for both of you. Just for 2 days. Can?
Me: kevin what the fuck are you talking about?! This is my wife and yours!
I heard a soft voice
Gwen: i am ok to help.