Even though we walked hand in hand along the main street, there were still wolf whistles at her when we walked past the coffeeshop.
“Look at those butts”
“wow. nice butt cheeks”
“show more”
“can we be friend”
“grabbed her butt for us”
These were some of the shouts we heard but she ignored them and crossed the road. I wanted to grab those buns of hers but definitely not here.
Finally, after more stares and whistles, we arrived at the gate of an old building. A signage showed that the parking lot was only for residents. Hazel spoke to the old security guard and he did not even bat her an eyelid and allowed us in.
We walked up the stairs to Hanna’s apartment. Hazel rang the bell and the door opened. Hanna was halfway through her make up but was already dressed in her party dress.
I was totally unprepared. Even though I already knew about her twin but seeing Hazel and Hanna together shocked me once more. I looked from one to the other. They were basically replicas of each other. I had known some twins before but the 2 of them were identical. Their features and body shapes were the same. Even their hairdos were similar. Recalling the night in the office, fuck, they even sounded similar.
It was little wonder I could not differentiate their differences.
Haz: hi Hann….
Hann: what are you doing here?
Then she noticed my presence.
Hann: So you found out….
Haz: can we come in and talk?
Hanna opened the door wide.
Hann: ok… for a short while. I am going out.
The apartment was a small one, a studio apartment. We took a seat and Hanna did not even offered us drinks.
Hann: ok… what is it that you want to know?
Haz: how did you know Mr Ong?
Hann: Kenneth? I got to know him at a pub….
Haz: so why did you agree to help him?
Hann: offered me 5k to pretend to be you and have sex with him.
She pointed at me.
Haz: And you did?! don’t you think that this is prostituting yourself?
Hann: come on. You should know that I had fun almost every week. Furthermore this time I am getting paid. Why not?
Hazel sighed.
Haz: Do you know he had a video of you and sam?
Hanna waved it away.
Hann: I am not too bothered even if he masturbates to it. haha….. even if he put it online, I don’t care.
Haz: So how did you get to the office and how did you know he was in the office?
Hazel gestured at me.
Hann: Kenneth called me that night and told me there was an opportunity for the 5k. On my way there, he told me his plans. I used the spare keys that you guys kept hidden under the flower pot to get into the office and I helped him set up the camera. The rest you know…..
Haz: Are you still in contact with Mr Ong?
Hann: Nope…. why should I? I received my payment….
Haz: did you sleep with him?
Hann: har…. the dirty old fellow tried to come on me …. but I rejected him…..
Haz: did he offer you cash?
Hann: yeah….. 10k…. but there is no fucking way for me to sleep with such an old, fat and ugly guy…. at least this guy here is quite good looking…..
I blushed.
Hann: Is he your boyfriend?
Haz: yes…
Hann: opps…. sorry… hey… hmmm… what’s your name? …..errm…. sebastian…. errmmm…. oh….ya… sam…. have you fucked my sister?
Haz: stop it.
Hann: I guessed he had not….. haha…. but anyway, we are basically the same, not only in terms of physical appearance. You know, fucking me is just the same as fucking my sister….. you want to fuck me again? hahaha…..
Haz: shut up Hann….
Hann: haha….
Haz: so when are you going home? mum misses you.,…
Hann: I’ll be home when I want…. anything else? I am late already.
Haz: Remember to come home and visit mum….
Hann: ok…ok…. bye bye….
She ushered us out of her place and slammed the door.
Haz: let’s go….
Hazel did not held my hand or speak as we walked down the stairs. Even once we arrived at the ground level, she still did not hold my hands as she walked ahead of me. We crossed the road and still she was in front.
I followed her behind and dared not go up to her as she seemed angry with me but I could not figure out the reason. Before we reached the coffeeshop, she took a detour and walked into Lorong 20, hoping to skirt around it via Westerhout Road.
She was a little taken aback as there were quite a few South Asians in the lane. She slowed her pace but did not turn back and continued walking into the Lorong.
They noticed her and due to the way she was dressed, they probably mistook her for a working lady. A few of them started to approach her and she quickly sidestep them to the other side of the road. They followed and crossed the road.
They started to block off her route as they congregate around her and she was quickly being surrounded.
I pushed my way through the crowd.
“how much”
“$20?”
“$40”?"
“$50?”
They were bidding for her and I could see fear from her eyes. Finally, I managed to get to her through the crowd and told them loudly.
Me: this is my girlfriend. Leave her alone.
They looked at me, unsure of what I had said is true. Some of them started to jeer at me. To convince them, I turned Hazel towards me and hugged her, kissing her directly on the lips but She did not respond or even try to open her mouth.
The jeers turned to cheers as they clapped their hands and laughed. Slowly one by one, they moved away to look for other girls. Hazel pushed me away once they had left.
Haz: what was that for!?
She spoke not too friendlily.
Me: saving you?
Haz: there are other ways of doing it.
She stormed away from me and this time, I caught up with her.
Me: Why are you so angry?
Haz: All because of you!
Me: what did I do?
She stopped, turn around and slapped my chest.
Haz: who ask you to get involved with Hanna!
Me: I thought she was you!
She knew that I was right and she stormed off again. We did not speak again until we were inside the car.
Me: sorry…. If I had known, I would not have done it….
Haz: you would still do it…..
Me: No I wouldn’t
Haz: she is much sexier and cuter…. you would still do it….
I knew she was being ridiculous. Both of them are identical. But the one I like was Hazel. I had to thread carefully.
Me: Physically you are both the same. You are equally sexy and pretty. Dressing wise, you are doing fine. But most importantly, both of you have totally different characters and I like yours. And it’s you whom I like. That’s what is most important.
She did not respond.
Haz: We need to get back the video from Mr Ong.
Me: It’s Hanna right? you shouldn’t be too bothered….
Haz: He could always post online and say that it was me. Furthermore, I don’t want your “thing” to be all over the web.
Me: There’s no way he will just return it unless you get him the projects that he desire. He needs to save his ass.
Haz: Even if I did as he requested, he could still keep a copy and blackmail you whenever he wants. We need to get it back.
Me: How?
Haz: I have a plan
By now, it was almost close to 10pm. Hazel went out of the car and made a few calls before coming back in.
Me: So what’s the plan?
She did not mention anything about her plans and remained quiet along the way as she drove straight to her house.
Haz: come…..
This time, she held my hand again as we stepped into her house. Her parents were home and smiled at me when they saw us holding hands. She brought me to the other room, the one which had its door closed the last time I was here.
Her room was different from Hanna’s. It was tidy and clean and had a new coat of paint.
Me: Why did we come back to your place?
Haz: wait here.
She went into Hanna’s room and came back later, dressed in her sister’s clothes. A sexy spaghetti black dress that had a plunging V neckline that came with a flared short skirt. In between the V, I could see the fair colour of her cleavage contrasting against dark fabrics, bringing more attention to her breasts. She had also worn black stockings and the skirt was so short that I believed it it moved more than 1 cm up, it would show the colour of her undies and there was no sign of a bra. Basically she was dressed like a slut.
Me: Why are you dressed like this?
Just then, I heard the doorbell rang. Her parents opened the door and I heard someone came in. He appeared at the door to her room.
Haz: Thanks Alan for the short notice….
They hugged and she introduced us before closing the door to the room. Alan was a good looking guy and from his physique, I could see that he went to the gym frequently
Haz: Did you bring the stuffs?
Alan: yeah…. all here….
He lifted the bag that he was carrying and proceed to take the stuffs out. As he removed the electronics equipment, I realized that they were not some things that could be bought in Sim Lim Square. The first seemed like a microphone with tiny box attached to it.
Alan: This is the microphone and the transmitter. It will send your conversation to my receiver here for recording. Here……. put it in your bag…..
Me: So what’s the plan?
Haz: Mr Ong has a thing for Hanna. We will get him to talk about his offer of 10k to Hanna. We can use that as evidence and get it to exchange with the video.
I tried to get her to share more information but she refused and we headed out.
We took Alan’s car and he drove to Mount Faber without her prompting him. Obviously they had discussed it earlier when she called him in Geylang. He dropped Hazel at the top of the hill and parked his car further down the road. Alan and I walked back the direction we had just driven past before taking a position behind some shrubs. I sat down beside him in the darkness. I looked out from the bushes and could see Hazel sitting alone on a bench.
Me: What are we doing here?
Alan: Hazel got Hanna to call Mr Ong. He is meeting her here.
Me: Hanna? Was she willing to do it?
Alan just shrugged his shoulders and took out another piece of equipment that seemed like a recording receiver.
Me: So what do you do? Why do you have all the equipment?
Alan: I am a PI.
Me: why are you helping us?
Alan: She is my friend….
Alan passed me a earpiece and took out a high-powered video camera, directing its point of focus on Hazel. I saw Mr Ong approaching Hazel’s bench, taking a seat beside her.
Alan: ssshhhh…..here we go….
I put the earpiece in my ear and listened.
Mr Ong: Hi Hanna…. sorry I am late. Did you wait long?
Haz (pretending to be Hanna): Hi Kenneth…. luckily you can make it….
Mr Ong: So… what’s up?
Haz: I am in need of some money….
I realized that Hazel was speaking like Hanna. Very crude and direct.
Mr Ong: I believed you had received my payment.
Haz: Yes. What about the 10k to fuck me….
He laughed as if she had told a funny joke .
Mr Ong: hahahaha…….Hanna…. Hanna…. no……
Haz: What the fuck?! You made an offer that day and I need the fucking money….
She stood up and pretended to walk away. He reached out and held her forearm, stopping her.
Mr Ong: wait…. sit…. don’t be so impulsive…. we can still talk…
She sat down again.
Haz: What’s there to talk?
Mr Ong: Well, you know, I made some enquires and I know you sleep around alot……
He laughed again.
Haz: what do you want?
Mr Ong: Didn’t you say that you were in need of money?
Haz: You said you are not interested….
Mr Ong: I need to check the goods first…… haha
She hesitated.
Mr Ong: well? So, Hanna, what do you do? haha…..
Haz: here?
Mr Ong: Are you shy? I thought you are open-minded? Anyway, it’s up to you. I don’t repeat my offers……
So far he had not done or spoke about anything that she could use against him. But the sudden skewed in conversation had turned the situation on her. She could either choose to walk away and we could think about other plans or she could continue and try to collect the evidence that she would need.
Hazel considered for a moment and look around. The area they were in was off the only road and at this moment, it was deserted except for them.
She stood up and flipped her hair, leaving one side of her neck exposed. Then she lifted one leg and placed it on the bench, with her stilettoes on the seat. Her skirt went up and because her skirt was short, her black undies peeked out from under her skirt.
She slowly traced her finger of one hand from the wrist of the other, upwards, across her forearm, her biceps area and stopped at her shoulder. Without hesitation, she reached out to her spaghetti top and slowly pulled one of the straps down her arm. She did the same with the other and did not stop until her entire top was sitting around her waist. Her breasts gleamed in the moonlight incandescently. Her nipples stood up proudly in the night without the protection of her blouse.
I wanted to rush out and stopped her but Alan put a hand on my shoulder. He merely shook his head. I thought for a moment and knew that Hazel would definitely blow of her top if I spoiled her plans now. I calmed myself down and continued watching from my location. Surprisingly, Alan was calm and did not seem to have any reaction except being focused on capturing everything in his video cam.
Mr Ong looked at them and smiled.
Mr Ong: nice tits….
I thought she would stop there, but if she did, the whole scenario would seemed just like Hazel was seducing him and it would be useless evidence. She continued with her seduction as her hand slowly grabbed one boob and twirled her manicured finger around her nipples, drawing circles around it and lightly pinching her nubs between her own fingers.
Mr Ong adjusted his pants and I did the same as well. However, Alan did not have any reaction.
Hazel continued to tease him.
With one hand still playing with her breast and nipple, with the other, she reached across her creamy thighs and pulled the hem of her skirt further up her thighs until the lacy black thongs was fully exposed. Her hand continued to move down, in between her thighs, and stopped at the intersection between her legs. She slowly rubbed herself.
Mr Ong gulped and so did I. Alan showed me a thumb up sign and grinned at me. I turn back my attention to Hazel.
She slowly pulled aside the bottom of her thongs, showing him the protruding lips of her pussy. Sensually, she guided a finger across her clit before letting her thongs fall back in place, covering her pussy. She lifted her finger that was glistering with her juices and she stuck the finger into her mouth, sucking it.
Slowly she put her leg down from the bench and pulled the straps of her blouse back in place. I thought she would stop there, instead, both her hands reached underneath her skirt and she slowly pulled down her thongs. She held the thongs in her hand and threw it into his face.
Immediately he put it on his nose, taking in all her womanly smell, before stuffing it into his pocket.
She returned to the bench and sat side ways, facing him. Again, she lifted one leg up and lifted her skirt to her tummy area so that her pussy was fully exposed to him. Slowly she put a finger down on her clit and started rubbing it. As she spread her labia, even from where I was, despite the low lighting, I could see that her hole was caked with her juices.
Hazel continued to look at him as she inserted a finger into her tunnel and let out a soft moan.
Haz: ern…..
He bent forward towards her bottom to get a better look at her nether bits. But she was fast. Even as he was bending down, she immediately retracted her finger and closed her thighs as she pulled her skirt down, covering up.
Haz: NO touching……
Mr Ong: …ok….ok… no touching…. show me…..more…..
Haz: no…. that’s all…. how?
Mr Ong: errmm…. You are very wet……
She put her legs down onto the floor and stared at him.
Haz: So?
Mr Ong: I’ll give you $100 now. Let me touch it….
Haz: no….
She replied firmly.
Haz: not here….. well?
Mr Ong: ok…. $500. let’s go to my car. I just want to touch.
Haz: fuck you. I am not a whore….
He put his hands in his pocket. I could see him fidgeting with her panty in his pocket.
Mr Ong: ok….. let’s go to a hotel. I’ll pay for the hotel. 1 night. Tonight. $2000.
That was the evidence that she needed. Alan immediately picked up his phone and called her.
Haz: errm…. oh fuck…. wait… my phone is ringing…
She answered it but Alan remained silent.
Haz: hello? oh James….. now? ok…ok…. which hotel? can…. thanks! you are my saviour! see you later….. bye!
She hung up and stood up.
Haz: sorry Kenneth…. I have another appointment. Got to go….
Mr Ong: wait….Hanna…. wait… how much is he paying? I am willing to offer more….
Haz: sorry…. your fucking chance had past….. you had it earlier and you should had taken the opportunity. Perhaps next time when I am in need of money again, I’ll look for you….
Mr Ong: bitch…..
Haz: oh…. and you can keep that as a souvenir….. haha…. bye…..
She pointed to his pocket, turned and walked off, back the way she came earlier. We continued to remain in our post so that he would not see us and also to make sure that he would not harm Hazel. He stood there for a moment and then walk back the way he came, complaining loudly about her.
Once he was out of range, Alan called Hazel again.
Alan: Yo babe…. just continue walking to my car. I will follow behind until his vehicle had passed us.
He hung up and turned to me.
Alan: Sam, you remained out of sight from the road. I will let you know when he had driven pass.
In this manner, we slowly got back to Alan’s car.
Haz: Alan, did you get the recordings?
He played back the conversation and the zoomed in video that he had taken.
Haz: good…. now we have the evidence we need….
Alan: A very good display of seduction……. haha…. good job….
Haz: hmmmphhhfff…
I could see her stole a sneak peek at me. I frowned and look at Alan, who still did not have any reaction to the videos.
Haz: Sam, are you jealous?
Me: errm…..
Alan: hahaha…. I am not attracted to girls. So don’t worry. ok… you got what you need. I’ll compile both the video with the sound and pass it to you by tomorrow.
Haz: Thanks! you are so sweet…..
Alan: ok…. then case close for me.
She turned to me.
Haz: I made some calls earlier and Sam…. things are not as simple as the just the video….
Me: what is not that simple?
Haz: I called up HQ….. there was no pressure from the top to get the big projects. As per the projects we had, they are happy. I am sure he has some reasons for wanting to target the off-shore projects. Something’s not right here….
Me: ok? we could just use what we have and then ask him back for the video and leave the company….
Haz: No…. like I said before, how can you guarantee that he won’t make copies? You can tell him about this video and let him know that if yours get published, then his will end up with his wife. I am sure he will take you seriously and not do anything more with the video…. Remember to tell him that Hanna helped you on all these. I will speak to her….
Me: So what do you intend to do?
Haz: I don’t know. I still don’t know why he still insisted to get those projects after what happened the last time. Let’s wait and see
Alan: Ok. Since there is no plan…. Let’s go for beers as I already helped you with the stuffs. You promised….
Haz: now?! No! Did you forget that I am not wearing anything underneath? And this stupid dress is too short and revealing. It’s too obscene and uncomfortable. No way…. next time perhaps….
Alan: That’s your problem. You owed me the drinks….. I’ll be away after tomorrow and back only 1 month later….. Sam, you ok?
I was not sure. Hazel was in a vulnerable state currently.
Me: I’ll leave it to her to decide.
Haz: what about Mark? No need to accompany him?
Alan: I already told him I’ll be late.
To my surprise, she agreed.
Haz: ok….. only for a short while. I don’t feel comfortable in this….
I laid down on the backseat as he started driving.
He drove straight to Raffles place and we went up to 1-Atitute. Even with the DJ playing the latest music, for once, the place was not crowded.
We got a seat on the upper floor and ordered our drinks.
Initially, Hazel put her bag on top of her legs to protect her modesty but as the night went on, we were getting tipsy and Hazel’s inhibition diminished as well. She put her bag beside her and a few times without realizing, her skirt went up a little, offering us a glimpse of her pussy. I had to remind her that she was exposing herself before she pulled her skirt down again.
At about 2am, we left the place and went downstairs to grab a taxi. Alan got into 1 first and mentioned that he will collect his car tomorrow and pass the evidence to us.
I flagged down the next taxi and both of us got in.
Me: Uncle, Holland V….
Haz: no…no….. it’s 2am. Not good time……. my parents would be sleeping and if I go home now, I will wake them and they will nag none stop. Your place…..
I gave the driver my address and once we started driving off, she put her head on my shoulder and slept.
When we arrived, I woke Hazel up and paid the cab fare. As she got off the cab unsteadily, she unintentionally gave the old driver a good view of her butt. I held her waist and we staggered to the lift.
Once we got to my place, I let her sit on the sofa while I got a towel and some of Sonia’s old clothes. I ushered her to the bathroom in the master bed room and handed her the items while I took my stuffs and bathe in the common bathroom.
My place was not big. Just an old rented 3room flat. My parents had migrated overseas and I wanted to try out my luck in Singapore before deciding if I would follow them.
I finished bathing and headed to my room to see if she needed any stuffs as I presumed she was still in the shower. However, once I opened the door, she was sitting on the bed, wrapped in the towel and combing her hair. Sonia’s old clothes remained folded on the bed.
I sat down beside her.
Me: The clothes wouldn’t fit?
Haz: they belong to your ex, don’t they?
Me: yes…. but we had broken off long ago…..
Haz: I won’t wear anything that belongs to her or any of your ex…..
She pushed the old clothes back to me.
Me: I only had 1. Anyway, if you are not wearing these, then how are you going to sleep? Mine are too large for you.
Haz: seemed like I have no choice.
Looking straight into my eyes, she removed her towel. My eyes automatically wandered down to her boobs and then down at her pussy and back to her eyes.
Haz: Why do you still looked so shock when this is not the first time you had seen me naked? hehe….
Me: every time…. I could only see from afar…..
She spoke softly as she leaned over to me.
Haz: tonight, they are all yours……
For the first time since the incident in the vessel, our mouth locked. Her tongue probed into my mouth hungrily as I held her waist, supporting her weight.
Slowly, I guided my hand across her smooth skin, moving up towards her breasts. As I held her boobs in my hands, I was surprised they felt firm yet soft. I remembered one specific description, they were full and bouncy, just like well filled water bags, and I realized that this was the first time I was grabbing her melons.
Instinctively, my fingers found her nipples and as I teased them, they slowly became fully erected. Suddenly, she stopped her Frenching and moved only her head away from me. My hands remained on both her breasts.
Haz: I never did the earlier performance before…. I did not like it, and especially do not like to expose myself to others….. but it was necessary. So, I thought about you and decided to perform for you…..
She lowered her mouth to mine again and started Frenching.
Haz: urmpgh….thinking of you…….. smoooocccch……while doing it…muacccckkksss…..made me….urmpghh…. very…horny…..
She moved herself, put her hands on my shoulder, opened her legs and straddle over my thighs, while I was still sitting on the edge of the bed. Slowly, my mouth left hers and I moved it towards her cheeks. She turned her head the other way, offering me to neck her.
I nibbled slowly down her neck.
Haz: umm…umm….
My mouth continued to kiss her along her body, against her smooth silky skin. She lifted herself up from the bed, fully kneeling down. Her breasts were now on the same plane as my mouth and she pushed them towards me. Finally after so long, I managed to suck on her breasts.
I ran my tongue across the tiny goose pimples around her areolas and slowly ran it across her nipple, while massaging the other breast with my hand.
Haz: umm…umm….
She sat down on my thighs again and our lips found each other once more. Her hands went down to my shorts and easily found my erected cock. She wrapped her hand around it and gave it a few gentle tugs.
Hazel got down from the bed and slowly removed my shorts as I continued to sit by the bedside. Once I was fully naked, she squatted down in front of me, between my legs. I watched her as she slowly used the tip of her tongue to tease my tiny pee hole, all the while looking into my eyes. I could feel a jolt of electricity moving up my spine as she started to circle her tongue around my helmet head. Pre-cum slowly formed on my tip and she lapped it up like a hungry puppy.
She slowly engulfed the tip of my helmet with her mouth and as she held onto the base, she took in the whole length of my shaft. The feeling was heavenly, especially if it was your colleague in the office, whom you could only dream of her doing this to you. But now this was real.
*smuacckkkk…. summmmarckkkk….*
She was skilful and her suction was good. As her head bobbed up and down, sucking my tool and trying to drain me, my balls started to contract. She felt it too and moved her mouth away.
Still looking into my eyes, she moved forward, took my dick and placed it between her breasts. Her hands pushed her C Cups together and started to breast-fuck me. Although I felt the compression by her boobs, there was not too much physical feeling but seeing my dick between her breasts was erotic enough.
After a short while, I could not take it anymore. I wanted to feel her. I needed to feel her. To fully explore each and every nook and crevice that she had.
I helped her up and laid her down on my bed. Without any verbal indication, she opened her legs for me. I looked at her shaven pussy and she was already so wet that a stream of her juices had flowed down the side of her thighs.
I went forward and could smell her womanly smell. Gently, I put my hand on her folds and spread her nether lips open. The pinkish interior of her vagina was ready any time for my entry.
Haz: lick me…..
Instead of licking, I used my fingers and explored her clit slowly, feeling every petal of her inner lips. As I was playing with her clit, more juice flowed out and my hand was soon coated fully with her lubrication.
Haz: ummm…. lick me…… baby….. lick me….
I had seen those juices many times and had also imagined about how she tasted. Without further prompting, my tongue touched the little knob at the top of her slit.
Haz: ahh….yes…….
I started to paint her with gusto and inserted 2 fingers straight into her love tunnel. Her body emitted a short shiver as she was attacked by my tongue and fingers.
*slurppppp…… sllluuurrrrpppp…..quuuueeeakkk…..ssqqqquuuaaac cchhh……
She was very wet and both my tongue and fingers were producing noises in tandem with my licking and fingering. She started to moan loudly.
Haz: uuuummmmmmm…..errnnn…..
Hazel started to grab her own breasts as I continued what I was doing. She squeezed her breasts together and played with her nipples. I could feel her getting more and more arouse as she pushed her breasts upwards and started to lick her own nipples. This was a little too much for me.
I stopped what I was doing and positioned myself on top of her. She spread her legs wider and held my dick with one hand.
Haz: come…… fuck me…. fuck me now……
I moved forward and she guided my dick into her tunnel.
Haz: errrrrnnnnn….. ughhhhh……
Even though I had not started to pump but she was already moaning loudly. I remembered the time we had in the shell scrape and how she was moaning now. It was only now that I realized that she was not sensitive on the exterior but only when something was inserted into her. With this realization, it got me very stimulated as it was such a personal experience.
I started to fuck her and just as I expected, she moaned regardless I was entering of exiting her; there was no rhythm to her moans.
Haz: urrnnnnnn…..urrrnnnnnn……urrrrnnnnnnn…
I started to increase my tempo and that only increased her volume. The faster I went, the louder she moaned.
Haz: URRRRNNNNNNN…………..URRRRNNNNNNNNNNNNN…… …….URGNNNNNNN………….
She continued to grab and lick at her nipples. I could feel her pussy starting to get tighter as her tunnel grabbed onto my shaft, even though her juices continued to flow out.
Suddenly, her legs clamped around my waist and she shook her head side to side wildly. Her hands pinched her nipples and looked like she was try to pull them out from her breasts. Her hips buckled and her eyes rolled back in their sockets, showing me only the whites.
Haz: UGGGHHHHHHH……. FUCKKKKK…… ME……UGHHHHHHH…….
As she climaxed, her tunnel had tightened to the point that my penis could feel all the ridges inside her. Every push or pull was an intense sensation for me and I could not hold back any more.
However with her legs clamped around my waist, I could not withdraw.
Me: Let me go…. I am cumming…..
She was so engrossed in her own orgasm that she did not hear what I said. Without control any more, I ejaculated into her pussy. Even after I had finished my last drop, she was still panting as I laid down on her body.
Finally she released the grip on my waist and I pulled myself out from her. A thick white blob of my sperm flowed out from her pussy and she cleaned it off.
Physically spent, we laid down side by side on the bed. I looked at her and her eyes were closed.
Me: shit….. I shot my load into you….
Haz: don’t worry…. I am in my safe period….
Me: baby…how many boyfriends did you had in the past?
Haz: 1…..
Me: Did you every use toys before?
Haz: nope…..
Before I could continue to ask, she got up and took my deflated dick in her mouth.
Me: wait…. I haven’t cleaned it…….
She looked at me and just winked before sucking on it, swallowing whatever remaining cum I had and trying to bring it back to life.
That night, we had another 4 rounds before we slept.
During that night of passion, Hazel confessed a few things to me. She had already took a liking to me even before we got onto the vessel. However because she had a boyfriend at that time and I did not made my move, she did not as well. And even though she was together with her boyfriend for the last few years, they only had sex during the first year. After that, their relationship had went downhill and just like Sonia and myself, they kept it going, even though their love had almost become none existence.
In the morning I was awakened by a strong suction on my penis. She had started to suck me off and as I woke up, she offered her pussy to me as we got into a 69 position. But because I had already emptied myself regularly throughout the night, the doorbell rang before I could ejaculate.
Haz: It must be Alan.
Me: Alan? how did he know where I stay?
Haz: He called earlier and I gave him your address….
She got out of bed and got dressed, or rather try to cover herself up. Hazel did not want to wear what she was wearing last night as I had stained it unintentionally during one of our session and since she did not want to wear Sonia’s old clothes, she just took one of my largest work shirt and wore it. The bottom of the shirt just barely managed to cover her bottom but because it was a shirt, every time she moved, the bottom flaps would open up and I could see her pussy quite easily. Furthermore, it was an old shirt and the 2 top-most buttons had already dropped off. She buttoned up the remaining ones.
Me: where did you get that?
Haz: I got it when you were sleeping…..
She started to walk to the door of the bedroom.
Me: Baby, wait…..are you sure you want to open the door dressed like this? I could see your pussy every time when you walk…..
Haz: It’s the longest shirt I could find. Anyway, it’s only Alan and don’t forget he is….
Me: Yes. I know. but still he is a guy…..
Haz: I can’t find anything else and you dirtied my dress…..Unless you had something else that I could use. Anyway, the Tshirt covers up well unless when I walk. I won’t be walking because I will be at the door.
The doorbell rang again.
Haz: I had already washed up. I’ll go open the door while you wash up….
I wanted to continue but I could see that she was getting irritated by my protests. Not feeling too pleased, grumpily I went into the toilet in the master bed room as she went to get the door. I knew that Alan was not interested in woman but you can never be too sure.
When I came out, I could still hear them talking. As I went out to the living room, she was at the door and the gate was opened. Alan was standing by the door. Even though she was not showing off any parts, I was still mighty unhappy.
Alan: good morning Sam. I see you 2 had a good time last night….
Me: Ask her….
She hit me softly on the chest.
Alan: haha… ok… I don’t want to disturb you love birds any more…. here, the details are inside…
He handed the thumb drive to her and she passed it to me.
Haz: thanks….. you are so sweet. You must have worked throughout the night….
Alan: it’s nothing…definitely not as much as the 2 of you….haha….. ok… babe…. gota go. Have a plane to catch….
Haz: have a enjoyable trip with Mark…. bye…
With that, he walked off.
Just when I was about to close the gate, I saw my 60 year old neighbour, Uncle Tan, coming out from his flat with 2 bowls of food in his hand. He was a nice guy and had always brought food over to spend time with me as he was living alone as well. His wife had long passed on and he lived alone as he had sent his children to America to study and they had since settled down there.
I am going to split the next few postings into 2 scenarios.
It does not matter how each one goes as it will not affect how the story ends.
So you can choose how you would want to decide Hazel is.
<<Scenario 1>>
Hazel turned to go but I held her hand.
Me: My neighbour is bringing food over.
Haz: now?
Me: yes. Uncle Tan is a very nice person and he lived alone. Normally he would bring food over to share with me.
She stuck her head out of the door before coming back into the house.
Haz: why is he limping?
Me: His leg is no good as he got into a accident long ago.
Haz: And you are not helping him?
She pushed me aside and went outside to Uncle Tan. I looked from just outside my door.
Haz: Hi Uncle Tan? Please let me help you.
She reached out and took over the bowls from him.
Uncle Tan: oh…and you are?
Haz: I am Hazel…. Sam’s girlfriend….
Uncle Tan: Sam’s girlfriend?
Haz: Sam…. come here….
I went over and she passed the bowls to me as she held on his arm, supporting him into the house and sitting him down on the sofa. As he got seated, I saw him talking a peek down her shirt as she leaned forward to support him, even though she was holding onto the top of her shirt with one hand.
Putting down the bowls on the coffee table behind her, I could see the hamburger-shaped of her pussy below her butt as the bottom of the shirt rose when she helped him.
She straightened up and was about to take the seat furthest away from Uncle Tan on the sofa because my armchair was filled with my clean laundry, leaving me with the centre seat.
Uncle Tan: errm… sam, since Hazel is here, do you want to split the noodles into 3 portions?
Haz: You stay with Uncle Tan. let me do it.
She collected the bowls and went into the kitchen. I took over the seat that she had just vacated.
Uncle Tan: Her first time staying overnight at your place?
I nodded and he laughed.
Uncle Tan: haha….no wonder….. and last night I thought who was watching porn and left the volume too loud.
Me: Oh…. did we disturb you?
Uncle Tan: no… don’t misunderstand….. it’s just that it’s been too long since I have heard this. So I seriously thought a neighbour was watching porn….. anyway, she had a very good figure and reminded me of my wife.
Obviously he had been checking her out.
We continued to make small talks before she came out of the kitchen with the noodles separated.
Pulling down the hem of the shirt, she took the middle seat and put a cushion on her lap. We started to eat and he asked her about her job and stuffs.
Uncle Tan and I finished our food first and left our bowls on the coffee table.
When Hazel finished hers, probably she was engrossed in the conversation with him and got careless, she forgotten about what she was wearing. She got up from the sofa and bent forward to collect the bowls from the table. As she bent forward, once again, her pussy was shown to both of us.
Before I could warn her, Uncle Tan tapped her butt with his fingertip. Immediately it caught her attention and she realized what she had done. She stood up and adjusted her top quickly, while blushing.
Haz: oppss… sorry…. that was rude…..
Uncle Tan: sam…. can you help her instead?
She went back to her seat while I collected the bowls to the back. I tried to keep as silent as possible while in the kitchen so that I could listen in to their conversation.
Uncle tan: Hazel, you should be wearing more stuffs when you have guests at home…..
Haz: sorry… I don’t have anything else to wear.
She proceeded to tell him the reason and he laughed.
Uncle Tan: I see….. you probably need to remember to leave some spare clothing here the next time you come….
Haz: I definitely will!
I came out and returned to the sofa.
Uncle Tan: Sam, this top needs to be thrown away. Even for you, it’s already too used and old, just like me…..haha….
Haz: Please don’t say that…. you are not so old….
Uncle Tan: haha….. I haven’t seen a woman’s body since my accident and since my wife passed on….. I don’t even know how it looks or like any more ….. if that’s not old, then what is?
Even though he was laughing, I could sense a tinge of sadness in his voice.
Uncle Tan: when I see you, you made me miss my wife….. sorry, not you… I mean…. hai…. never mind…..
I could see tears forming up in his eyes.
Haz: what is it? You can tell us….
Uncle Tan: haha….I guessed I am just feeling lonely…. it’s ok….
He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. When he put it down, his elbow brushed against one of her breast. She did not move away and allowed the back of his upper arm to rest on her pillow.
Uncle Tan: Hazel…You are a very kind young lady…. and Sam, you have a very nice woman….. make sure you treasure her……
He got up slowly, collected the bowls and started to leave.
Uncle Tan: I am tired. An old man need his rest…..
Once he had left, I turned to Hazel.
Me: why did you do that?
Haz: Do what?
Me: you did not push him away.
Haz: Push him away?! he is an old man!
Me: but then you should not have done that.
Haz: What did I even do?! You are being unreasonable.
She got up from the sofa angrily, went into the room, changed and left.
<<End of Scenario 1>>
<<Scenario 2>>
I was still pissed with her when suddenly a thought floated into my mind as I wondered if she was a closet exhibitionist. An evil plan quickly hatched in my mind.
I took a step quickly back into the house without closing the gate. Hazel was about to walk back to the room but I held her waist and stopped her. As she turned to face me, I planted my mouth over hers and started to French her. She responded.
Moving my hand quickly, I reached into her shirt and grabbed her breasts. This caused the remaining of the top buttons to drop off, leaving the shirt hanging only by its last 2 buttons. I undid the remaining buttons, allowing the shirt to drape freely over her body. Once the buttons were off, she tried to hold her shirt together but I managed to pull off her top and threw it on the sofa, leaving her totally naked. I bent down and started to suckle her nipple but she tried to push me away.
Haz: sam….ernnn…. no….wait….ernnnnn…. close the door…… ernnnnn…. people will walk pass…..ern….
Over the course of the past night, I had gotten to know her erroneous zones. There were 2. One behind her ear lobes and the other was inside her tunnel. The rest of her body, even licking her clitoris or nipples, would cause her to be horny but these 2 specific zones would make her lose most, if not all her inhibitions, especially if she was penetrated with rapid follow up actions. Of course when she was near her big O, she would lose all controls.
I took advantage of her weakness and inserted 2 fingers into her pussy. Immediately, she lost all resistance to fight back and started to moan softly.
Haz: eurnn….. eurnn……. eurnn…….
Her legs wobbled and she put a hand on my shoulder for support while the other covered her mouth to stifle the noises she was emitting. I laid her down on the floor, just inside the opened door, with her legs facing it and proceed to work my fingers inside her as well as continuing to lick her nipples. All this while, I was looking at the door, waiting for Uncle Tan to appear.
Haz: ugh…..ugh….. ugh… ugh…..ugh….ugh…
She had closed her eyes and as my fingers picked up the pace, so did her moans and pants. After so many rounds between us last night and based on her physical tell-tale signs now, I knew that she was in the process of having an orgasm.
I also knew that between now and until her orgasm subside, she would be entirely oblivious to the surroundings. Her body would only focus on wanting to fully arrive and complete her climax, shutting out her mind completely.
I heard the footsteps getting nearer to the open door and I increased the speed I was fingering her with purpose. Subconsciously, she lifted her legs off the ground and spread her thighs fully. With one hand, she started to squeeze the breast that I was not sucking on and somehow, her other hand was still covering her mouth.
Haz: ennnn….ennnnn….ennnnn….
She was almost there as her toes began to curl.
At the same time, I saw a silhouette at my door.
Uncle Tan: Hi Good morning Sam……..
I lifted my mouth from her breasts and looked at Uncle Tan standing at the door, holding the 2 bowls in his hand. He stood there completely shocked as he watched me finger fucking Hazel, who was lying on the floor completely naked.
Suddenly I felt bad about exposing her to Uncle Tan without her permission. However, at that point in time, it was because I felt that she had tried to expose herself again to Alan and I wanted to find out if she was an exhibitionist, that all my remorse took a back seat since I had already gotten her so far.
As per my expectations, she did not hear him speak as she started to pinch her nipple and her eyes started to roll back. It was a clear sign of her reaching her orgasm. My plan was just to stop short of her getting off. It had happened to me before and had made me extremely frustrated and I wanted to also see what her reactions would be.
I pulled my fingers out from her and leaving him an unobstructed view of her pussy as her juices followed out.
Uncle Tan remained at the door with his eyes transfixed on her lovely hole as she continued to lay there panting with her eyes closed. Her hand reached out frantically to search for mine to finish the job, still unaware of his presence.
Me: errmmm…..Good morning….. Uncle Tan….
I broke him from his fixation and he turned his eyes on mine. Hazel was still panting but I could hear her breathing slowing down.
Uncle Tan: sorry…sorry for disturbing…… I’ll come back later….
As he turned to go, I got up and hurried to the door to stop him.
Me: Uncle Tan… Uncle Tan…. It’s ok….. I see that you had brought breakfast… Come in…..
As I held his arm and guided him into my house, she finally opened her eyes and looked at my previous situated location, still searching for me to complete my task. She was confused for a moment, before looking down between her legs at us.
When she saw him stepping into the house, immediately she closed her legs, covered her breasts and screamed. She got up and rushed into the room.
Uncle Tan: oh dear…. I think you better see how she is doing…. I’ll make my move first….
Me: no…. wait here…. we’ll have breakfast together….
I took over the bowls from him and put them on the coffee table. I settled him down on the sofa, collected the shirt she was wearing prior, before heading into the room. As I entered, she was hiding behind the door with a towel wrapped over her body and did not sound too pleased.
Haz: Who is that!? and why is he here!? why did you let him in!?
Me: My neighbour, Uncle Tan. He is a very nice person and he lived alone. Normally he would bring food over to share with me. I did not let him in. His eyesight were not that good and unfortunately today because our door was opened, so he just stepped in. Oh and he brought me breakfast this time.
I acted innocently but she was still whispering angrily but not screaming as she did not want to let him know about our discussion.
Haz: but….but…. you should not leave me lying there! He saw everything! everything!
I knew she had another soft spot and I made use of it.
Me: His leg is no good as he got into a accident long ago. As you can see, he was limping and so, I went forward to help him. You wouldn’t want him to fall right? Anyway, I told you that we had a guest earlier but I don’t know if you heard me.
She put her face in her hands.
Haz: He saw everything. This is so embarrassing.
I passed her the top.
Me: I am going out to accompany him. I can’t leave a guest alone in the living room. If you are not comfortable to meet him, perhaps you can stay in the room until he is gone.
I did not wait for her answer and went out and sat beside Uncle Tan on the sofa as my other only armchair was full of my clean laundry.
Uncle Tan: Is she ok?
Me: yah…. she’ll be fine.
Uncle Tan: You 2 shouldn’t leave the door open when you are getting intimate, you know? Luckily it was just me but anyone could walk pass.
Me: oh sorry…. She just came over for the first time last night and I guessed we were too engrossed and I forgotten to do it. I’ll remember the next time.
Uncle Tan: haha….no wonder….. and last night I thought who was watching porn and left the volume too loud.
Me: Oh…. did we disturb you?
Uncle Tan: no… don’t misunderstand….. it’s just that it’s been too long since I have heard this. So I seriously thought a neighbor was watching porn….. anyway, she had a very good figure and reminded me of my wife.
Just then, Hazel walked out from the room apprehensively. She had worn the shirt over the towel which was still wrapped around her like a sarong and she did not look very glamourous in such a dressing.
Me: Uncle tan, my girlfriend, Hazel.
Haz: Hi Uncle Tan….
Uncle tan just nodded his head and smiled at her. She blushed and looked uncomfortable before settling her eyes down on the 2 bowls of noodles.
Haz: I’ll get them separated into 3 portions….
I left Uncle tan sitting in the living room as I headed into the kitchen.
Initially, my evil plan started because of my curiosity to find out if she was a closet exhibitionist instead I found out about something else unexpectedly after what happened over the last few minutes.
I thought about the time in the vessel where she pranced around mostly naked and then also at the performance she did in front of Mr Ong. Although I was interested in her body but I was still not too turned on at that point in time. Now that she was my girlfriend and exposing her to Uncle Tan without her consensus started to stir something deep down inside me.
Someone said that “with great power comes great responsibility” but that was bullshit. I would rather say that “Power corrupts, absolute power corrupt absolutely”.
Although I could still not conclude whether she had exhibition tendencies but I knew I could manipulate her by just using the knowledge of her weaknesses and working on it; the question was how easily and to what extent.
After previously reading so much about mind-control, having experienced some degree of control over her mind’s sexuality, it gave me a sense of power. So now with this new sense of power over her, it gave me a weird feeling.
I was not too sure if I had become a pervert by taking pleasure to show off the intimates of my girlfriend or was it because I had control over her. I needed to understand about myself and decided continue with the experiment.
She was still separating the noodles into 3 bowls as I went behind her and hugged her waist. She continued with the noodles.
Haz: let me finish up here and I’ll be out to accompany you guys…. be good…. go and….
I started to neck her.
Haz: baby… don’t…. let me finish up… and after he go you can….
Instead of stopping, I went for her other sensitive zone. I started nibbling behind her ear lobes and she stopped whatever she was doing as her hands held onto the table top. She started to breathe heavily again. Although I knew that some time had passed since I fingered her but because she did not get past her climax, her body would still be readily responsive.
I tugged at her towel and let it dropped onto the floor, leaving her remained dressed in the shirt with the 2 bottom buttons securing it. I knew that if I removed her top now, she would resist, so I left it in place. I turned her around and she opened her eyes droopily looking at me. She started to push me away.
Haz: baby…. no… that’s enough… the uncle is still outside. You can fuck me however you want later…..
Once more, before she realized, I pushed my fingers between her legs and deep into her vagina even before she could resist. She just managed to take in a deep breathe before covering her mouth. Her face contorted into a frown as her eyes displayed both lust and fear at the same time. Lust, as her body waited in anticipation for that climax that had not arrived. Fear because she was afraid she would scream when she attained it.
I ignored her expressions and fingered her hard. She had trouble trying to suppress her moans and had to use both her hands to cover her mouth.
Haz: e….e…..e…..
Her legs wobbled again and gave way as she succumbed to my probing. I quickly held her waist to support her while continuing to finger fuck her. I watched her face closely which was now contorted in agony for not able to release her moans, waiting for the signs.
her eyes started to roll back and that was what I was waiting for. Immediately I pulled my finger out from her. A stream of her juices flowed out from her pussy and dripped onto the towel that was on the floor. I released her and let her sit on the towel as she slowly caught her breath. Twice I had prevented her from coming and I was sure her body was screaming for a good fuck. She just sat there and looked up at me with a please-come-fuck-me now face.
I kiss her on the forehead, cleaned my soaking hand on her towel and went out. She was ready for my final experiment.
As I went out, I sat at the other end of the sofa, away from Uncle Tan.
Uncle Tan: Is everything ok?
Me: yup… I was putting the laundry into the washer….
Uncle Tan: oh…ok….
I spoke loudly next so that Hazel could hear and would not stay in the kitchen to finish off what I had stopped on her own.
Me: sorry for making you wait. You must be hungry. Hazel will be out soon with the food.
Uncle Tan: haha….no need to talk to loud. I am not deaf…….
Within a minute or so, she came out of the kitchen with the bowls and was just wearing the shirt without the towel. I did not ask her about it because I knew it was stained with her own juices. Uncle Tan checked her body out as his eyes went up to her cleavage and then back down to her legs. She was looking down as she set the bowls on the table and did not notice it.
Hazel stood up and looked at the only available seat. She turned to the armchair and saw the pile of laundry on it. Then she looked at the floor and she hesitated for a moment to consider her options before walking around the table.
Once she sat between us, with both her legs on the floor, she put a cushion on her lap and ensured that nothing peeked out from her top so as to protect her modesty. We held the bowls in our hands and started while Uncle Tan made small talk with her, asking her about her job and so on.
I finished the noodles first. Hazel was a slow eater and she had hardly finished half her portion. Her hands were still occupied with her food, left hand holding the bowl while right hand the chopsticks. They were still engaged in conversation.
I put my hand on her thigh that was nearer to me and I could sense the tension in her. Uncle tan did not seemed to notice the slight change in her demeanour and continued to speak.
Slowly, I moved up her thigh and under the cushion. I stopped at her pubic area. She tried to clamp her legs tighter together but she could not cross her legs without causing the cushion to drop. However, because she was slim, there will always be a gap at the top of her legs. Her breathing pattern changed and betrayed her as I moved my middle finger downwards until I touched the top of her slit.
Hazel left the chopsticks in her bowl as her hand came down and caught my forearm, trying to prevent me from proceeding.
Just then, Uncle Tan turned sideways and looked at her. He did not notice where her hand was.
Uncle tan: Oh…. sorry, I didn’t know you don’t like noodles…..
Haz: Oh…. it’s nice….
Her hand quickly went back up to the chopsticks so as not to arouse his suspicion and he turned back to his noodles. Without her hand to stop me, my finger managed to go lower and touched her clit. She turned to me, with an angry look on her face, mouthing a soundless word to me.
Haz (s): STOP!
I replied by giving her a naughty grin.
She changed to a pleading expression, just like what I saw in the shell scrape.
Haz (s): baby… please stop……. no…….
She shook her head briefly to reiterate her point.
With my free hand, I put a finger to my lips and she turned away from me with a half-convincing, angry expression.
Her thighs were still tightly clamped together and my finger was stuck but I preserved. Like a miner, little by little, bit by bit, I pushed lower and along her slit until I reached the entrance to her hole, but that was the most I could proceed.
When she felt my hand there, she panicked as she thought I could drill straight in and moved backwards to try to cross her thighs.
That was the opening I need. In the instant that she moved backwards, she had to apply force downwards and backwards rather than sideways. Her thighs opened up briefly and before she could cross her legs, I pushed 2 fingers directly into her. She sucked in a deep breath and stopped moving. Apart from that, there was no other indication from her as she was still holding onto the food.
In this position, once in, there was no way I could finger fuck her. I did the only thing I could. I started to wriggle my fingers inside her, exploring all the ridges in her tunnel, stroking her from the inside. My palm was already wet with her juices as I continued my actions under the cushion, still oblivious to Uncle Tan.
Uncle Tan: So Hazel, do you think companies should continue to employ FT?
She was not concentrating.
Uncle Tan: Hazel?
Haz: oh…. sorry… what?
He repeated his question and she answered him. He continued to ask her questions and in order not to appear rude, she focused on her replies.
Either her were legs getting tired or she was losing her concentration, her thighs started to relax.
Although her thighs were still together but they were not clamping down on my hand anymore. This tiny allowance gave me the opportunity to move my fingers in and out of her tunnel.
Hazel’s breathing increased and started to stammer in her replies.
Haz: I think….. errrm…. think….. they…. do…do…. not have the proper errrmm…. pass.
Uncle Tan: Har? what pass?
Haz: Pass….. I mean….. errrm….. certs….yah….certs….
She bit her lips as she tried to fight the feeling in her loins while also give proper answer to Uncle Tan. His continuous talk with her was actually a good distraction for me as she could not multi-task properly. As her mind was busy with his questions, it allowed her body to take over. I knew it was only a matter of time.
Her legs started to part slowly. My hand could now move freely between her legs as I started to finger fuck her gently so as not to cause the cushion to drop too soon from my vigorous actions. Like a surgeon looking for vital signs in a patient, I watched her carefully and waited for the right moment.
Haz: urn….ahhemm….
A soft moan emitted from her but she cleared her throat to try to mask it.
She put the bowl of remaining noodles on the table and held my wrist with both hands in her last feeble attempt to stop me. Her grip was not as strong as before and her legs remained opened.
Gently, with my free hand, I pulled her hands away from my wrist and continued to finger her freely in slow motions. Her hands did not return and I knew it was almost time.
Her eyes were glazed as she leaned into the backrest of the sofa with her hands by her side. Her motions had caused a very erected nipple to expose itself but she did not realize or make adjustment to hide it. Under the cushion, her legs opened slightly wider. Her breathing came in rapid short burst.
Uncle Tan was finishing up with his last mouthful of noodles and had still not notice anything amiss.
Even with my fingers penetrating in such slow speed, I could sense that she was only a few seconds away from her orgasm. All the previous teasing I had did on her had done its work. Her body was now just waiting to explode into life due to the frustrations I had helped to build up. Her mind had stopped functioning as she succumbed to her physical self. Now only one thing was in her mind and nothing else mattered.
He put the bowl on the table and started to turn to look at her, wondering why she had not answered him again. Just at this time, her eyes started to roll back and as she stuck out her chest, pushing the fabric away, leaving her boobs free. Her 2 erected nipples peeked at us in their full glory.
At the same instance, like before, I stopped fingering her and started to withdraw my fingers from her pussy. She felt my intentions and her hands shot out to grab my wrist causing the cushion to fall onto the floor. With her hands on my wrist, she spread her legs wide and pushing her thighs against ours, while trying to pull my finger back into her again.
Haz: pleeeaaasssse….. pleeeeaaassssse….. I need to cum…..
Uncle Tan had fully turned around and her eyes darted between he and I, pleading desperately, as I held firm in my position.
My intention was to wait a bit before proceeding to finish off the job. I could see her frustrations starting to boil over and her lust had built up to the point of no return. She released my wrist and stuck her fingers into her slophole and started to finger herself.
Haz: ugh….ugh….
That was not what I wanted. I held her hand and pulled her finger out.
Haz: RRRGhhh….let me go….. SAM….leeettt..meeee …. ggoooo…..
Me: ok…ok…. I’ll help you…..
Haz: urnnn….urrrnnn…..ughhh….
Both her hands were in mine but she had started to moan again. I looked down and Uncle Tan had stuck his fingers into her vagina and had started to finger her.
I released her, unsure of what I should do, as squashing noises started to emit from her pussy. With her hands free, I thought she would pushed his hand off. Instead, her hands went straight to her breasts and started to pinch her nipples. Her eyes rolled back and she let her leg rest on our thighs as she started her orgasm.
Her body buckled on the sofa, pushing down towards his fingers that were in her soapbox.
Haz: UGHHHH…..UGHHHHH….. SoooooOOOOO…. GOOODDDDD…….UGHHHHHHH….
He fingered her harder and pushed her hand away from her breast as he took over, pinching and pulling at her nipples. She continued to buckle and cum.
Haz: UGHHHH….. UGHHHHH…….
I sat there in silence as I watched her explosive orgasm.
After 1 min of arriving at her climax, her body finally stopped moving and she laid there with half close eyes. Uncle Tan’s hand was still in her pussy and his other hand was still grabbing her breast, toying with her nipples.
Her breathing slowed down but he continued to finger her with his thumb rubbing against her clit. Within 30 seconds or so, her breathing increased again.
Haz: UGHHHH…..UGHHHHHH…..UGHHHHHH……
Her body rocked again as she had a 2nd orgasm. It was longer than the first and after this, she laid there exhausted but still he continued to finger her. Not once did his fingers left her pussy since he inserted into her.
Her rest was even shorter as she started coming again just 15 seconds after her 2nd orgasm subsided.
Haz: UGHHHH…… FUCK ME….. UGHHHH…… FUCK ME PLEASE!
She moaned as the third one went through her body. It lasted longer than the 2nd. Finally she fell back into the sofa. Uncle Tan released her breasts and pulled his finger out of her. It was fully caked with her white juices.
He looked at Hazel.
Uncle Tan: My wife had passed away for a long time and for the last 15 years because of my leg, I had not seen a woman’s body. And I am so old that I don’t even remember how a woman body feels or looks like any more…..
He looked up at me.
Uncle Tan: Thanks Sam….. I know you did this for me.
It was not my intention but I nodded.
Uncle Tan: Hazel, don’t blame Sam…You are a very kind young lady…. and Sam, you have a very nice woman….. make sure you treasure her……
Hazel still looked to be in a daze.
Uncle Tan: I am tired. An old man need his rest…..
He got up slowly, cleaned his hand on his shorts and collected the bowls and left.
Hazel remained on the sofa with her energy all spent. As I had not released, I went over and doggy her. She came easily as I emptied myself into her.
As I laid there on the sofa besides her, she regained herself.
Haz: why did you do that?
Me: Do what?
Haz: you put me in a compromising position.
Me: I did not…. I mean…..
Haz: yes. you did. I am leaving.
She got up from the sofa angrily, went into the room, changed and left.
<<End of Scenario 2>>