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Met my FB one day.
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Achieve KPIs.
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Take stock and measure returns against NAV.
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Repeat if favorable
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costs for achieving the KPIs?
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the budget for achieving long term patronage?
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the possible growth of investment?
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the potential pitfalls and risks involved?
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Pearl
Good thread going here buddy..
New camper here..
On my uplist
thanks for the support. do let me know if u have any suggestions to make it better, besides the storyline, that is. cheers…
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yinyang
AXL, nice refreshing revelations on your wayward youth and getting on right track. Relate to your ability to mix with others across society’s strata
Which more than explains your lobangs from real estate to movers. Only plumbing seems to in-house service.
aye… i had a 2nd chance which i was glad i grabbed with both hands. as for lobangs, guess it helps to keep in contact. and yes, u r right with the plumbing being exclusive, even for my lil mistress. too possessive, i guess, but that is just me. would rather die trying than to sub-contract out to bro surfer…
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surfer888
Yes. We all know now.
no, not really. my OC is korean and my very life-sapping side dish is m’sian. yet to find a sg girl who could measure up. not that i m looking for one now though, unless i m looking at a glorious early exit from my life… kekeke…
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Have you seen a Finance professional write a report? It’s normally in bullet points and charts. Don’t think it would go down well with bros here
hey, this is a good idea. easy to read and straight to the point, with lots of illustrations!!!
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ml1138
Wahhhhhh!!!! see also mouth water dropping liao, is the price standard for you or!!!!!!!!Kekeke.
Never mind take a big rest and cont. later when you are fully charged.
With your writing I think you can compile a book and make some money..hahaha.
no lah, the price was only for her lah… and i also knew that she was just playing a game with me. to me, she is worth any price, actually…
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surfer888
Anal, Bukkake, Menage A Trois….
read… besides the storyline…
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Yeah… don’t want to clog the pipes at this point.
clog the pipes with? yr cryptic humour?
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Gives new meaning to “die cock stand”.
ya, tell me about it. hands full liao…
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Here’s a teaser on what to expect:
hello, u financial guru, not accounts clerk leh!!! where is your:
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block11
waa bro, you better not be looking for more… leave the girls to us.
looking forward to more updates.
for once, i agree. but what if the girls come looking for me??? kekeke… just kidding. thanks for your continued interest.
Continuation…
Tuesday came and we were allowed to book out again. As we got off early, I managed to pick up the car at chris’ place before picking OC up from work. I went to dinner with her before going back home for a shower and a fresh set of clothes. I hinted to OC that I was kinda tired, so OC left me alone and even offered to try to massage my aches away. Knowing that she also had a long day, I declined the lovely idea, probably also due to the fact that my guilt-ridden conscience. After hanging around for a while at home, I bade OC goodbye and went to pick chris up at bugis junction. After picking her up, we went for dinner. Haiz… the truth is that it is really torturous to have 2 dinners every nite but I had to do it cos chris probably wont want to eat if I didn’t want to. Damn, people go reservist to lose weight. I go reservist and ended up gaining 4 kg during that week!!! The worst part was that I didn’t really have time nor strength to hit the weights room or go for a game or two.
While sending chris back, she told me that she would have her weekly off-day on Thursday and I guess she told me for future reference. So, I kept it in mind. I then hung around chris’ apartment for about 10 minutes, had a smoke break with her in the living room before deciding to make my way back to camp. Chris wasn’t too keen to let me off scot-free but due to the fact that I got off easy for returning to camp late the nite before, I didn’t want to chance that again. finally agreeing to let me off without surrendering my bullets, I kissed her goodbye and promised that I shall find one day to go shopping with her for some essential furniture for her new place. I never thought I would be happy about not getting some action but damn, it felt great to pass an evening without any sexual exertion. Could this be the proverbial “too much sex” syndrome? I certainly don’t hope that it happens too often!
While enjoying a leisure drive back to camp, I began to think about what chris said about her off-days being on Thursdays. Maybe, I could do something about that for that coming Thursday. After reaching camp and doing the necessary, I called chris to report strength. After a short conversation consisting of a lot of sweet nothings and confirmations about us missing each other already, I told her to get some rest early. Then, I proceeded to join my buddies for drinks at the mess and right away, I was labeled as a rare guest and was made to buy drinks for them. Luckily, the drinks were dirt cheap. After about 2 hours of talking cock, we retired for the day.
The following morning, I went to my camp OC, explained my current job requirements to liaise with my colleagues in the states and their different time zones and was hoping that I could get that nite off and report to camp only on Thursday morning instead of Wednesday nite. Well, he was a nice guy and approved it almost immediately. It was probably also due to the fact that we had never given him anything to worry about our excellent attitude in camp. Yes, a little lie but I guess no harm done in this case. He had allowed those married personnel the same treatment too, but not many took up that offer, preferring to avoid the morning traffic or their wives!!! (I don’t know, u got to ask them yourselves…so, jake, which is it???) kekeke…
Armed with the generous permission, I was excited about booking out that nite but decided to surprise chris rather than to tell her about it over the phone immediately. I spent the whole day playing “big 2” in the bunk in between answering calls from the office and OC. I even got a game of football under my belt in the evening just to burn off some unwanted fats accumulated from the constant double dinners. but surprisingly, there was no word from chris, not even an SMS. Deciding that I should not call her in case she was busy, I just sent a short message saying that I missed her. finally, just before I booked out, I got a reply from her telling me that she was busy the whole day and might have to work later than usual that nite. In my reply, besides telling her that I was already out of camp, I also said that it was okay that she had to work late and that I would still wait for her to knock off to go dinner with her.
I then proceed to pick OC up from work before going to her parents’ place for dinner. Knowing that I still couldn’t get used to Korean food, OC was worried that I wouldn’t like the idea but I told her it was okay since I knew that OC might be missing her family a lil bit. After dinner, we just hung around and exchanged info about what was happening in our lives, with OC’s dad hinting that we should make our relationship official. I guess I was betrayed by OC’s sis in this case. I mainly agreed to their views but OC, sensing that I was getting a bit too polite and thus noticing that I was getting a bit uncomfortable, interjected her parents’ views by saying that she needed more time to really know if I was the right one and not some perverted wife-basher!!!
soon, it was time to make my exit and OC having decided to stay the nite at her parents’ place, I was free to leave for “camp”!!!
Like clockwork, chris called me at 9.30pm to tell me that she could finish up in 5 minutes but she was lugging some decorations she bought for her new place during lunchtime. So, she asked me if I was okay to pick her up at the building she was working at instead of carrying it all the way to bugis junction. Thinking that since most of her colleagues had already seen me and there was no harm in that, I agreed and reached the building just in time to see her struggling with some big red plastic bags consisting of 2 new pillows, new bedsheets and the best part was that she was dragging a DIY bookshelf. Immediately, I got down the car to help her to load all those stuff in my boot and luck has it that we had to run into her colleagues. Most of them recognize me immediately and those who didn’t were reminded instantly. Damn! where is that rat hole again? but I could sense chris was getting uncomfortable during the short chat and I realized that one of her colleagues there was actually a friend of my ex-gf. It was quite obvious she recognized me cos she asked if I had seen joan recently and I said “no” very firmly.
The other colleagues, oblivious to the tension, were still teasing chris for keeping her new bf from them and some of them were checking my car out. Luck has it that one of them supports the same footy team and thus we exchanged views a bit before we tried to make an exit from them, as graceful as we could, but not before promising to buy them a ktv session to celebrate her new relationship. In the car, chris apologized to me for their rowdy behaviour (they were loud, by the side of the road) but I told her it was alright. I would prefer that than those people who would spy from the side and gossip about it in the office the following day. But coming to my ex-gf knowing about our affair, chris was a bit uncomfortable about it. So, I told her whatever had to come, had to come and there was no point in avoiding when the truth was already out in the open. We would just had to take my ex-gf face on and I certainly had no qualms about doing just that.
my typing speed improved by leaps and bounds during the past week due to this story… beginning to appreciate the other story-tellers in SBF. really a lot of work and concentration required. do forgive me for any typos, grammar and spelling mistakes cos i m too lazy to check for them.
continuation…
No more than half an hour later, right after I have parked the car to go for dinner, my ex called me. Not wanting to keep anything from chris, I put my ex on the speaker phone but did not tell her about it. Yes, I know I m evil but all I wanted to do was to let chris see what kind of person her friend is. My ex started to bombard me with accusations of taking out my anger for her on her innocent friend (chris) and that I was a bloody bastard for letting her down. That left me with no choice but to retort that I already got over her long, long ago and she was the one who was fooling around outside, jumping in with the guy who offered to come up with the $ to help her open a beauty salon. I even went ahead to press her when she was going to be her own boss. When that drew a blank reply, I commented that she got her just desserts for being involved with a married man, a broke one at that. I further went on to ask if she could get used to being a ktv ger again, after not working for whole period of time when she was with me.
Yes, I was ruthless and might have gone a bit too far but chris’ perception of me was extremely important to me then and still is. So, I continued to question her whether I have had ever ill-treated her when we were together (no), whether she ever had to worry about not having enough money to spend (no), whether I took out money when her parents wanted to move to JB and rebuild the whole house (yes), whether I had done my part as a faithful bf and not fool around (no, but she didn’t need to know), whether I had ever laid my hand on her, even when I found out that she was involved with another man (no), whether I did scold her when I found out her infidelity (no) and whether I packed her things nicely so that she could just go to my parents’ place to pick them up (yes). I even specially went home to help move the things out of the rain and into the house cos my maid left all her stuff in the exposed part of the driveway. I commented that even my maid didn’t like her very much.
With all that said, I guess it was my own closure as well. But I added that the only good thing out of our relationship was that I got to know chris through her and that was about it. Finally, I told her whatever it was, chris and I were not her problem at all and that we were only getting to know each other and had not committed to each other yet. I said that cos my ex knew that I already had a new Korean gf and I didn’t want my ex to go around bad-mouthing chris about being a third party like herself.
It is one thing being a bloody shameless gold-digger, but they will always have that one trait:- that is to drag everyone else around them to their own level. I guess they probably do that to feel better about themselves, knowing that they r not alone in this. Strength in numbers? Not really. I feel it is due to the fact that if they surround themselves with fellow gold-diggers, they wouldn’t feel so cheap or think that whatever they r doing is alright. Bros out there, be forewarned:- if yr gfs have good friends who would do anything for money, be afraid!!! Be very afraid!!! Don’t underestimate the power of “friendship”.
Chris heard the whole conversation and was trying to soothe me down. I began to tell her that I wouldn’t even want to defend myself unless someone comes to me and demand the truth from her, like what she did the first nite in St James. I would let her be and I didn’t mind being the bastard, so long as I knew knew the truth, already done my best in the relationship and I could move on without regrets. We proceeded to have a simple dinner after assuring to chris that I was alright already. After dinner, as there was still time, chris asked if I was interested to go for a short drink, claiming that she needed a drink badly after the incident.
So, feeling that she needed some good news to perk her up again, I asked chris if I could stay over for the nite at her place. After explaining that I had got permission to stay out for the nite, she was so happy that she hugged me in the car and refused to let go of me for the longest time. Since we had got time on our hands and there was no need to rush, she asked me if she could go home first to freshen up, have a change of clothes then go for drinks. So off we went to her place. As expected, we ended up showering together and started “disturbing” each other again. But this time round, we took it easy and nothing else happened cos I asked her if she still needed the drink. I guess she was quite keen on drinking as she agreed that we would continue where we left off after the drinking session. But I cant help but to wonder what new tricks she had on her sleeves when she flashed me her cheeky smile.
Although not having any further action, we still ended up going out only at about 1am. But at least, I got to decide what she would wear cos she said she would only want to look good for me and me only. But wanting to make her feel comfortable and not wanting her to take too much trouble with dolling herself up as I still preferred her with just light make-up, I picked out a pair of vintage jeans and a green spaghetti strap blouse. I also chose out a matching shawl for her in case she felt cold in the pub. Chris immediately commented that it was a matching colour to my attire as I was wearing the same colour combination. She also commented that she noticed I loved to wear green as well, which was spot on. Knowing that I was going to drink, I left my car at her place and we took a cab to the TP pub we went the last time round. Chris then said that that would our personal pub.
Once we reached there, we managed to get a nice cosy corner. Chris then ordered beer on purpose even though she knew of my condition… we had a great time there, as everyone left us to our own devices. So we played dice, pool, cards betting on drinks and the time the pub was closing at 3am, we realized from the bill that we had already polished off 5 jugs and the 6th half finished jug was still staring back pleadingly at us. The boss of the pub came over and helped us finish the last half jug but very nice to charge us for 5 jugs only. It was a nice gesture although both of us were not looking for cheap deals. But his gesture coupled by the fact that the service staff left us alone for most of the nite, he had just confirmed our long-term patronage, well at least for as long as chris and i r together. Chris insisted that she wanted to pay, and even told the boss and the waitress there that I m her “small white face” (gigolo, toy boy!)
, but adding that I was the best ever cos I m the only one who could sextify her. hmmm… I suspected that she was almost drunk but damn, that was a nice ego boost again!!!
On the way home, we were snogging all the way in the cab until taxi uncle complained that after dropping us, he had to go geylang to release also liao. We immediately stopped the kissing and apologized to the poor taxi driver. Wanting to return the gigolo compliment, (not anyone can be gigolo, u know? Must look damn good one leh!!!) I explained to the taxi driver, “sorry, uncle… we didn’t do that on purpose to disturb u. just that we just got married and now I m in reservist, so my wife here couldn’t see me for the whole week. that’s why we lost a bit of control.” Hearing that, the taxi driver congratulated us on our recent marriage and I could see that chris was really pleased to hear that. “damn!” I thought to myself, “I was getting real good at saying the right things to please her!” on the way up in the lift, we were kissing each other hungrily again until chris broke away from my kiss and said, “lao gong, I m hungry again!!!” I replied instantly, clearly pleased with her new term of endearment, “who is yr lao gong? Later I cook noodles for u, u want or not?” “u lah!!! We just got married, remember? and of course, I want u to cook noodles for me!!! Hmmm… don’t know why I get hungry so easily leh??? Maybe, I m pregnant already!!!” she teased. I gave a curt “KNS” reply and kissed her.
Back in her apartment, I went to the kitchen immediately to boil water for cooking the instant noodles. Chris joined me in the kitchen after taking off her heels. While waiting for the water to boil, we helped each other to relieve ourselves of our clothing. Soon, both of us were stark naked again and were kissing each other hungrily. But alas, the water boiled and I had to concentrate on getting the noodles just right. I guess I insisted that I must have pride to do everything well, not to mention that it was for such an important task of feeding my lover. So, I told her to get into something comfortable while I wore my boxers back. She just grabbed my shirt, put it on and went to the bedroom to put on a dvd.
Supper served in the bedroom and she commented that the noodles were nice, not soggy at all.
So there we were, 2 of us sharing a bowl of noodles while watching a movie with richie ren and miriam yeung. It was quite funny actually with miriam yeung supposedly getting breast cancer in the show. But there was a nice song in the movie that chris made me promise to go find it and buy the CD for her. how hard could it be right? So I promised and damn, it was real hard to find, trust me.
After supper, we just hugged in bed and the movie continued but we started where we left off in the kitchen. But this time round, she said she wants to start teasing me first and she went direct to my love tool, “mmmhhh, dessert!” she said and started giving me her most irresistible blow. I just laid back and enjoyed the sensation as I knew that beer would have had the “desired” effect on me. She was clearly enjoying it until she made the bad mistake of trying to go deepthroat and nearly choked!!! Laughingly, I told her that I m not some porn actor and she didn’t need to go to great lengths to perform such life-threatening manoeuvre!!!
With that short break, I told her that it was my turn for dessert and I went straight to nibbling on her 2 wonderous mounds while my fingers made the dash for the preparation of the promised land. That was when I realized that chris was already super wet. I smiled and teased her that she is one horny girl! But she replied, “I know u hear this a lot but u should really check with my ex. He always complained that I m like a dead fish! It is only with u. Everytime, I think of u fucking me hard, I would feel wet already. Nowadays at work, I have to keep changing my panty liner!!!” how could I not feel a surge of pride, right? She has got me, hook, line and sinker. I guess this is the proverbial “kong-tau” lor, and I have fallen hard into her trap, be it whether she has set in intentionally or not. I smiled and told her that she is the proud co-owner of my best ever sex experience ever! It was the truth, which made it hard for me to say and made even more difficult when I whispered to her in Cantonese!!!
I went back to licking her nipples and chris sort of guided my head down to where she really wanted my mouth to me. As her “small white face”, I could say no and proceeded to attempt to dry her pussy by licking them with relish. While licking and sucking her clit, my finger went into the moist cave in an attempt to locate the mysterious and elusive MS. G. I guess I found it when she gasped suddenly and was once again moaning louder than usual. I was determined this time that I would not stop despite no matter how much she was going to protest or beg me to do so. It was only a short while later that my finger could feel her walls contracting and it was getting real warm and gushing with fluids. I finally made chris cum without any penetration!!!
Her spasms was unabated and her cum juice was really in abundance. She was already begging me to stop but had no physical strength to make me do so. Her moans had already turned to stifled screams and soon, she couldn’t control her volume and with all her strength (whatever was left of it), she shouted, “STOP!!! INSIDE NOW!!! NOW!! NOW!!!” but I ignored her and continued with my finger, but harder this time while my tongue alternated with licking her clit and tasting her extremely tasty cum juice. I only stopped when I felt chris’ body go limp, devoid of any energy. My job was complete, at least for that round.
I moved to kiss her and met with her lips which were filled with red, hot passion. Her arms coiled around my neck and refused to let me go. We held each other and frenched for a long while before chris realized the mess she made to the sheets. “wah lau, I just changed it today leh!!! Don’t care, u must change for me! It’s all your fault!!!” she commented mischievously. “Basket,” I replied in mock anger while I walked over to the wardrobe to get new sheets, “even at home, I don’t need to do housework lor. Come here, I must cook for u, be yr sex slave and change your bedsheets ah??? U damn big shot hor???” not wanting to lose probably, she commented that she is trying to make me a better son to my parents and a better husband for my future wife. I retorted by saying, “Future wife? Training me to be your good husband hah?”
Seeing her blush, I continued while changing the bedsheets, “I will get a part-time maid to do the housework lor, then we have more time to make babies mah!!!” that was when the blushing chris ran over to me and jumped on my back and said, “cannot!!! U must help me with the housework, I want a man who would help me with the housework cos I think such a man would look very sexy and make me horny for u mah!!! Employ maid so unromantic!!!” “lidat also can???” I replied, mentally agonizing over it cos I absolutely bloody hate to do housework!!!
After changing the bedsheets with a 50kg koala bear still perched on my back, I took towels from the wardrobe and piggybacked the koala bear to the bathroom for a shower. When I saw chris putting on her shower cap, I silently thanked the inventor of the shower cap cos that meant I didn’t have to blow dry her hair afterwards. We proceeded to have a quick shower before we adjourned back to the bed. my didi was still hard after all this while and chris needed no invitation to stroke it to make it even harder than before before plunging her mouth into it again. However, I decided not to waste time anymore and told her that I wanted to enter her then. When she heard that, she beamed with pride, knowing that I wanted her badly. Without further ado, she sat on me and immediately slid my aching rod into her warm lovehole.
She was squatting this time round, moving up and down, making sure that I could see my didi slide in and out of her pussy. Her lovehole was still quite tight and I felt a bit of strain on my rod. But he sight of my “love warrior” appearing and disappearing into her pussy turned me on to no end and the sensation of filling up her tight lovehole was pure ecstasy! But it didn’t last long as her legs got tired after a while and went back to her familiar grinding, still sitting on me. Chris, without a doubt, loved that position more, cos the volume went up again.
When I asked her why she liked that position, she replied in a panting tone, “cos I can control where to go and sometimes can touch spot, sometimes cannot, makes me want even more!!!” with that she leaned down to kiss me but I got up to sitting position so that I could still kiss her while she was still grinding. A minute or 2 later, I decided that chris is ready for harder action and in one swoop, I carried her up and thrusted my rod deeper into her, causing her to gasp at the sudden deep penetration. With her not in control, I could thrust harder and deeper and ignoring her pleas to go slower. Soon her pleas just turned to loud moaning, until she virtually screamed in my ear, “doggie, doggie!!! NOW!!!” like shouting out an order.
So I lowered her back into the bed, turned her around and entered her doggie style. Starting softly and slowly but maintaining the deep penetration, chris moaned softly. But less than 10 strokes later, she moved up, still kneeling on the bed (I was standing at the side of the bed), she used 1 arm to hold on to my neck, turned around to kiss me before saying, “like that can hit spot…” returning her kiss with slurpy frenching, I moved my hands to her ultra-sensitive C-cup boobs and started to pump her without breaking away from her mouth. She was now screaming into my mouth, both hands grabbing on to my hair (whatever that’s left of it…) “don’t stop, ok?” she whispered to my ears before going back to her screaming for dear life. I obeyed and didn’t stop even when I could feel that she had cummed again, from her contractions and the unmistakable free flow of cum juice flying everywhere due to the hard pumping.
With that, I asked chris, “baby, u came already. Want to stop???” “no, no, no!!! continue… very shiok still! If I want to stop, I will tell u!” she replied in mock anger. With the added lubrication, there was indeed lesser friction but due to her tightness, I could still feel my rod occupying each sq mm of her cave. Then she stopped me, turned around, and said, “carry, carry” in the most “sy-nai” (can any bro think of an appropriate proper English word for it. I racked my brains for like 10 minutes and yet cannot come up with one) voice she could conjure up. With no intention to disobey my sex goddess, I carried chris up while she proceeded to use her hand to guide my didi back into her lovehole. Upon succeeding with her guidance system (her hand!) and my didi safely tucked into her pussy, her arms around my neck and her legs wrapped around my waist, she said, “dear, I need a drink, let’s go to the fridge. There I was again, the walking tree, moving to the kitchen with a 50kg koala bear.
After sharing a can of coke, chris suggested that we christen the kitchen since that was the only place we did do it the last time round. Letting her lie down on the dinner table, with her butt just at the edge of the table, and her legs resting comfortably on the chairs, I started to penetrate her again. She was still very wet with the cum juice and thus, the more I thrust, the more sensational it was. As the dinner table was slightly above my didi level, there was an upward motion which led my didi straight to her G-spot.
And there it went again with the moaning symphony. I was kinda worried as the neighbours could actually see her from where we were if they were to step into their own kitchen and switch on the lights. With that I reached for the kitchen light switch to off it, relying on just the down-lights from the living room which made the environs more romantic actually. True to my worries, due to chris’ screams, the neighbours did go to the kitchen, switch on their lights and looked around, probably wondering where the noise was coming from. I had to carry chris off the table and hid in the shadows until they switched off the lights and went out of the kitchen.
While hiding in the shadows, chris whispered to me,” I still want! That position very nice and relaxing for me…” and then she giggled. I commented back, “of course lah, u just lie down there and relax while I do all the hard work. Must be the height of the table. Must get u a bed of this height or else we will end up doing in the kitchen all the time!!!” we had a good laugh and went back to the same position, as per demand. It was almost 10 minutes later that I could feel her spasms but this time round, there wasn’t much natural lubrication. Slowly I stopped the pumping and leaned down to kiss her, asking “came again?” “mmm hmm (yes!), very nice… and not messy.” She replied with a giggle.
With that, I carried her to the living room, put her down, slid my tool out and we both took a smoke break. We tcss a bit about the furniture (the lack of it) and what possible additions she could look to add on to. Then she whispered to me that she loves making love to me cos I never fail to make her happy. I replied jokingly, ‘that’s bcos u r in love with me what!” but her immediate “yah lor! Thought u don’t know” reply made me realize that I have dug myself a hole and jumped right into it.
Sensing the tension, I laughed and commented, “think u must be blind! After my reservist, I must bring u to get new glasses and contact lenses. U r so beautiful! U deserve someone very handsome, much younger and can “tahan” your high sex drive lor!!! If I continue on with u, I will definitely die after donating all my sperm to u!!!” she pouted and said, “my ex called me cold fish leh! Only with u then I always want lor… u not a bad choice what, still got 6 pack (this is true hor!!! Been training for the past year…
) looks not bad, very decent and best is that u look much younger than your real age.” Ya, ego boost again. Clasping both my hand on her face, I gave a smacking kiss and said, “thanks for making me feel so good about myself. Let’s go wash up, ok?” I then had to carry her on my back, back to the bedroom, got the towels and went to wash up.
Nothing special about the shower except that chris was commenting that I haven’t cum yet and that she had a surprise for me. Damn, pls don’t tell me that she is going to bring out some toy and start giving me anal probes. I was game but not that game. Probing me was definitely out of the question. When we came out of the bathroom, chris went to get something out from a drawer. When she showed me, she whispered to me, “bought it at a sex shop yesterday during lunch. It is a gel. Now u can try my behind again…” wow, I guess we both blushed at that instance, and I was totally lost in my imagination which was probably in running riot in Timbuktu within a split second. Damn, when is this girl going to stop surprising me like that???
As chris nodded her head when I asked her “u sure?”, I started reading the instructions but couldn’t really concentrate. Chris then said, “aiyah, no need to read lah. Just apply some on the hole and use your finger first, slowly. Wait for me to get used to it or else I’m scared it will be painful like last time…” so I applied the gel on her anus and some on my finger and started to run rings around the opening. Slowly, bit by bit, my finger slipped inside and gosh, it felt warm too. Then chris told me to lie down for a 69 to prime my rod for insertion by giving me a heavenly blowjob. While fingering her asshole, her pussy was right in my face. Not wanting to waste the chance, I began licking her clit and labia. Damn, I love to hear her moan.
ok, last instalment for the day. sorry, dont think i have the energy to post anymore for today. going to have a nice dinner (read singular) and probably going back home to catch some more zzz… enjoy the rest of the evening, ya? cheers.
As my rod got hard in a jiffy, I could feel chris using the gel on my rod and then turned around to tell me to switch position. So, there she was in her sexy doggie position, with her round, fleshy and sumptuous ass teasing my already damn horny and sexcited appetite, i tried to ease my hot burning rod into her anal opening. Slowly, bit by bit, I slid in and out until I managed to get about half my tool in. chris was now moaning slightly. I asked if she was ok, and she replied, “ya… continue, quite shiok…” so, I continued and a few more strokes later, I managed to get my whole rod in. gosh, it was really tight but I continued to pump slowly. Chris by now, was moaning quite loudly and telling me that, “shiok, shiok, shiok!!!” in Cantonese and told me not to stop. Soon, she was arching her ass towards me in unison of my thrusting and with that, I got bolder and increase the strength of my thrusting and intensity. I reached a point that I was fucking her ass real hard and for some reason, I still wanted to fuck her harder. So harder I went.
By now, chris was thrashing around and screaming for dear life. I asked her if she wanted to me to stop and she shook her head. Before long, I finally felt the urge to cum, so I told her that I was cumming. She just said “ok! Inside…” once she said that, I came. i could feel waves and waves of ecstasy when my little “axl”s rushed out of my penile opening. Oh dear, that really felt good. Chris by then was already slumped on the bed, unable to move. I kissed her and asked her if she wanted to wash up, she just nodded her head and so, I carried her to the bathroom and let her sit on the toilet bowl for a while.
While she was waiting for my sperm to flow out, I asked her if she was in pain. She replied that it was painful at first but after a while, the pain was replaced by pleasure. When I was thrusting her, her vagina walls could feel it and they too sent out a tingling sensation too. The sensation soon spreaded out slowly but surely to the rest of the body. She said it was just like sex, the sensation was similar but not that fast spreading. But the intensity at the end was about the same. For the first time in my life, I have finally heard from a woman the most detailed description of how she felt during love making. Most of them just tell me, shiok lor, very shiok lor and the best description of them all :”aiyah, very difficult to describe to u one lah!” (machiam got say like never say like that!)
After that, we washed up again (fast one but the gel was a bit oily, thus making it unsuitable to use with condoms, I guess) and I carried her to the bed cos her legs were feeling wobbly. I guess she was really not pretending to be drained out when she asked me to bring the ciggies and ashtray into the bedroom so that we could both have a smoke inside the bedroom. Knowing that she doesn’t allow anyone to smoke in her bedroom, I still went to get the stuff into the room, thinking it wise not to challenge her after such an “interesting” activity.
While smoking, I tried to make sure that she was alright and I confirmed when she was then able to sit up and complained to me that her ass was feeling sore. Then with a cheeky smile, “axl, now I really have your virgin ass bonk!!! Yeah!!!” with that, I replied her, “yah, and I have your virginity! Don’t let me catch u saying that yr ass still virgin hor???!!!” we both had a good laugh cos chris liked to say that when I was still with my ex-gf. After the smoke break, I checked the time and it already showed 5.45am. as I had to reach camp by 7.30am, I asked if she was interested in going for breakfast at a nearby famous hawker centre. She said okay but yet again, told me to pick out clothes for her to change into, but must match what I was wearing as well.
Damn, that gesture to me, was another masterstroke on her part to capture my affections for her. many bros here would agree that many women out there tell their men that they dress well for their men but most of the time, they don’t care even if her man tells her that he doesn’t like her to wear that!!! agreed?
While going through her wardrobe, I found a white NIKE tennis skirt and asked her if she plays tennis but unfortunately she didn’t. she bought it but her ex-husband didn’t allow her to wear, thus it was put in cold storage for almost 2 years already. Damn, that was my weakness. Finally, I got her a denim skirt and a lime green top (to match my colour as well
) and went out to the living room to pick out her only pair of adidas sneakers. Well, it was a simple choice as I m an adidas man and the rest of her sneakers were all NIKE. Kekeke…
We drove to the hawker centre and walked hand in hand like a couple very much in love as she was constantly leaning over to me to steal kisses. Chris was also complaining that she couldn’t walk very straight cos her ass was feeling the strain. After a very delicious breakfast, we did some marketing as chris was not to keen to step out of the house for the rest of the day. With that, I sent her back to her apartment. While kissing her goodbye, I told her that I would not be able to book out for the next few days until I outprocess on Saturday afternoon. (which was the truth, outfield lah…) after promising her that I would try to look her up during the weekend, I told her frankly that it would be difficult for me to do so. With a long lingering kiss, we bid goodbye and I began my F1 style trip back to camp.
Once I reached camp, I messaged her that I have reached camp safely and told her to get some rest. she replied that her ass was so painful now that she couldn’t even sit straight. Sorry, but I couldn’t stop laughing then. But I replied her that we should not really try that too often from now on, just stick to the normal love-making for it was already the best I have ever experienced, more than I ever dared to hope for.
to be continued…
2 bros without any rep power just “upped” my points again, thus i can give up any hope on u guys really upping my points when u gain any rep power in future. actually, u can just post yr comments here on the thread leh… just click on the “post reply” button on the bottom left corner of the page…
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surfer888
“sy-nai” means “I’m acting so cute now just to get a point across and would even risk hemorrhoids! Love me and marry me, you idiot!”
err, officially, she is still married.
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For the record, coquettish is the word
for the record, thanks. i can sleep soundly tonite liao..
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thomas88
Wow…..bro AXL, your input skill is really at top speed. Good job and good writing.
totally drained out but since i didnt have much to do at the office in the afternoon, might as well just type as much as possible. really good training for my typing sia…
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killer_pussy
Nice story bro!
thanks. pls continue to support. cheers…
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soberguy
Thank you for sharing, bro! Your story update is faster that my reading rate.. keep it up with the sharing! Cheers!
thanks for upping my points. i was trying to break tradition mah… instead of being like the local drama serial (every nite 1 episode), i was trying to be the hong kong drama serial, all together in dvd… but alas, like today, i was so swarmed at work that i could only log in now and still have another meeting at 6pm. so any further updates will be have to be tonite liao…
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ml1138
Wah!!! bro your update too fast liao, only have time to read it this morning,
now my neck already very painful ( sorry not like chris type kekeke…), think have to go down today for a massage to release some of the pain and…….. pain pain also must finish reading if not my mind cannot RIP.
kudo to bro and do tells us more and thanks……
hello bro, dont blame me hor… u were aching all over cos u r posting in your own pic and vid thread at 5am in the morning hor… kekeke… i also feel like going for a good massage, hopefully can find some time during the weekend.
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singexpat
bro, u no need to sleep siah..
can bonk till 5plus mornin.. guess i’m e older one..
ever since working with my present boss, i had to refine the art of sleeping to whenever and wherever i could… as for bonking till 5plus in the morning, old man when faced with a young and beautiful woman, anything also can.
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hellwarrior666
I have no problem with that!! hahaha… keep it going and dun break your momentum!! reading your thread always makes my day..
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Camry69
wow bro your story is good man, keep it up.
thanks for the compliments, bro hellwarrior666 and camry69…
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icesmoke
bro, i hate you… because of your stories, i cant get any work done in the office,,,
bro, thanks to your points, i hit 300!!! so just for you, should i just post new instalments during working hours???
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yinyang
Bro, you hit sound barrier 300… supersonic liao. Man, you posting like a man possessed… this old cock hard to keep up, hehehe. Kns, catching up with yours during working hours risks my breaching IT policy.
You true to life graphical account is shiokadoo. Like they say, real life can be stranger than fiction. Kudos, you got new fans
since i had time, then just type out lor… since i hate to reading stories that left me hanging, especially until the juicy part, so finish the whole session before stopping. but didnt realise it was so long. i tried reading it just now and nearing got cross-eyed. sorry about that, guys.
forgot to tell u that must pr your IT guys… they r very important cos they can block out sites leh… luckily my IT kaki also samster!!!
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thomas88
That’s true…….His rep point is now like Patriot Missile shooting high and far……
paiseh, bros give face lah…
but will return favour soon…
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pokeman71
Where is the next installment.
We need more
will try my best, ya? just came back home only. will start writing at once after my shower, ok? cheers.