Hi all. I have returned back to SG after almost a year of being MIA. My life has been nothing but lots of down. My divorce in 2014. The death of my beloved in 2018. But here is to my return in 2020. May 2020 be more forgiving to my tortured soul.
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The last I left in SG was in Feb last year. I return back to my second home in New Zealand working my life to handle the team and build up a stronger and more fruitful team just like the home base in SG.
Working without Pris by my side was painful. But work is the only thing that I can get my mind off this past painful year. Life is short. You never knew when you will kick the bucket. My heart is still with Pris. But I have moved on with my sexual life. After all, I’m still a man. And I still need sexual relieve.
There I was lying on the bed as it’s getting colder in NZ. The heater turns on slightly to warm my ageing body. Starting at the ceiling thinking nothing more than my life back in SG. Missing my home. My balcony of joy and pleasure. My wine and mixes. And of course, my lovely Pris.
Beth: Good morning dear. You are up early.
My attention turns back to Beth. Beth is the landlady whom I’m staying with while I’m in NZ. She is a year younger than me. I turn my head to face her with a full view of her large breast and pink nipples. Yes. I was bedding my landlady. A kiwi by birth. As I said, I still have sexual needs.
Me: Good morning Beth. I hope I wasn’t too rough with you last night.
Beth: Not at all. It was awesome.
She got up from the bed, plant a deep kiss and went to the showers. As she walked past the window, the morning sun shined on her white body and ass as I had a glimpse of her fair skin. As she strode in her walk, I can see the condom I used sticking out of her fine pussy. The more steps she took, the more I can see my cum dripped out and rolled down her thigh.
Beth: Woops! Looks like I need to clean the floor.
Me: Don’t worry. I will handle it. In the mean time, please get yourself ready while i go prepare breakfast.
Breakfast in NZ is like those typical western breakfast. Toast with different types of spread. Scramble eggs. Bacon. Coffee. My cooking have become sloppy. It was no longer a passion. It was another routine. It wasn’t my best with effort put in but it’s to fill the stomach and feed the hunger and my landlady. I was seating down reading the papers and drinking my coffee.
Me: Beth. It’s time to eat breakfast and not my cock. So could you get up from between my leg and have your fill?
With that, she stop sucking my cock, giving one last long like and a kiss on the top of my fully erected 6 inch penis (During my time here, I did some pulling and taking of supplement to enlarge my penis). She got up, lick my face and took a sit next to me.
Beth: So what’s your plan for today? If you ain’t going to work, perhaps you can stay home with me and we could do more merry making.
Me: I’m intending to go and work although it’s a Saturday. I can’t slow down not with the momentum of how the company is growing.
Beth: Awww. But it’s so cold and I want your warm body to heat me up.
Me: Not now. But let’s pick it off tonight when I’m back.
Beth: Bitch…that’s what you said last night. And in the end, I had to fuck a drunken Asian bastard that treated me like a whore.
Yes. I was drunk. I picked up heavy drinking of late to drown my stress and sorrow. But that’s the only medicine that numbs me. And the sex was my lust. I’m surprised that I only had safe sex with Beth. I would have done her raw but I only saved it for special people. People like Pris.
I got dressed and walked to the car. Choosing to ignore Beth temperament, I got to the car and start the engine. I glanced back and saw Beth flashing her knockers through the window and saw that the condom was still stuck in her pussy. Damn that fucking horny bitch.
The drive to office was about an hour. I was unlucky. After burying Pris, when I returned, my former temp house was only 15mins drive to my office. But the owner thought I moved away and rented out to another person. I was without a house and stayed at a motel. That’s where I saw Beth ads of house rental. What got me attracted to it was the fact her house is along the beach side with slightly cheaper rates than the former.
I remember when I met her for the first time, she was in her tank top showing off her 38D size cleavages. She showed me around and I sign on the dotted line. I moved in the next day and she was so happy that I took her offer.
Beth: Hi burgle. Welcome to my crib and your new home. I do hope that you made yourself at home.
Me: Thank you Beth. To be honest, I was really attracted to your place sue to the location near the beach. I love having walks down the beach.
Beth: Me too! Shall we do that some days and maybe I can show you around like the best place to rest under the trees, lay on the sand and maybe go skinny dipping without anyone noticing!
Skinny dipping? I know the whites are very open about this but coming from her on the second day we met is very daring.
Me: I will consider your offer. In the mean time, do you cook a lot? I can offer extra payment by cooking you some meal and maybe try some Asian cuisine?
Sold. She was so happy that she gave me a big hug. Big enough that I felt her breast pressing hard against my belly (Yes. I’m taller than her.). I haven’t felt that sort of touch and compassion in a long time that it started giving me a hard on.
Beth: Oh my! What are you packing in there?!
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Originally Posted by
sexcision
Welcome back! And with a new story!
But, I think u have another story left hanging somewhere?
Yes. But I do not have the heart to continue with that. Like the title, I want to let it rot.
Happy Valentine’s day to all brothers and sisters.
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I’m packing a nuke warhead in my submarine. Its been a while and having another lady, who is good looking with a wonderful asset (she has good curve and best of all, big breast), gave me a hug. Nature takes its course as how we humans are been program and of course blood came rushing down to the other brain.
Me: Oh! I’m sorry. Its just that you are pretty and sexy that er…I…
Beth: Oh dear me. Haha. I understand. I will just…not mention it again.
As she release me of her hug, she looked down and looked back up at me giving me a wink and walked back into her own room. I quickly grab my items and fast march to my own room to unpack and “unload”.
I closed and lock the door. Drop my baggage and pull down my joggers and kept stroking my dick. And I was imagine boinking Beth. Just a few mins in, I heard a knock on the door. In shock, I jumped and pull up my jogger and took deep breath hoping my little john will return to sleep but it ain’t helping.
Me: Give me a sec! I’m changing into something light!
Beth: Sure thing. Just wanna let you know I’m heading out to town to get some grocery! Wanna ask if you want to come along.
Me: Sure thing. Please give me 15mins to unpack a little and change into something else and I will join you in the living room.
After saying that, I heard tiny footsteps as I know she walked away. Thank goodness she knocked rather than open. I remember the first time Pris walked in on me as I was masturbating in the toilet and I did not locked the door. It ended up with her been “blessed” by my seedlings.
Wow. The streets around my office is so quiet due to the nCoV. Here is hoping to you all a good health and not falling sick.
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15 mins past and I got changed. Wore a 3/4 berms to hide my little John from becoming big John again seeing that Beth is physical person.
Me: Beth. I’m ready. Would you like me to drive down to the super mart?
Beth: No silly. It’s just a 5 mins walk. Let’s get going before it gets dark.
It was 6pm and it’s already dark in NZ. I don’t understand how she define the meaning of “dark”. Non the less, I help grab her coat and wore it over her as it was getting cold.
It was a peaceful walk. The streets are quiet with little to no car in sight. The rest of the kiwis (NZ call themselves that) are either entering their home or walking to the nearest eatery.
Beth: So Nurgle, tell me more about your life. What brings you here to NZ.
Me: Well, I’m here to ensure our company NZ branch grows and develop well. I was originally the manager of our SG branch but I took the chance to come over here and oversee the branch here.
Beth: I see. I bet your family misses you back in SG?
Me: Oh no. I’m alone. My parents passed away when I was young.
Beth: Oh you poor thing. I’m so sorry to hear that. Any girlfriend or wife waiting back home for you?
I paused and stopped moving for a moment. Beth was taken aback and looked at me.
Beth: You ok Nurgle?
Me: Oh yah. I’m sorry. I was caught off guard by your question.
Beth: Oh! So you do have a love one waiting for you back home!
Me: I’m sorry Beth but…well…my wife passed on too just last year.
Beth: Oh you poor thing.
She frown from the depressing news and she spread her arms and embraced me. I return her embrace with a hug. The smell of her sweet shampoo tickled my nose as the scent was overpowering. It was strong but yet sweet.
Beth: I feel your pain. I’m so sorry for your loses. If there is anything you want or need, please feel free to ask me for it. I will try my best to get it for you.
Me: Thank you Beth. Thank you for your kindness and hospitality.
In my heart I’m touched. It felt like someone pampering me and giving me their attention. Something that I seldom have. But in my wicked mind, I only thought of banging Beth as I felt her breast once again pressing against me. It’s a good thing I wore a baggy berms giving it enough space to grow and not poking through for all to see.
It’s Monday. I’m back to SG office and everyone is glad that I’m back I guess. But it’s so different in some senses too.
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Grocery shopping. My favourite activity. Once again, my old habit of purchasing too much food followed me to NZ. Beth wanted to buy at least a week worth but ended up enough of food for 2 to 3 weeks.
Beth: My god. Do you eat that much?
Me: Not really. I just love to stock up the fridge with food so that I do not worry much about lack of food. It’s always good to be prepared.
Beth: But that is like a portion for 4 to 5 for a week!
Me: Really? Maybe we Asians like to have lots of food. Never know when you will be hungry like let’s say…3AM in the morning?
Beth couldn’t close her mouth. Her jaw hits the floor. But I told her that I will offer to cook her a meal and let me pay for this 3 week’s worth of food as a way of thanking her.
As we were paying for the grocery, she turn and quickly grab a box of condom. That surprised me a little as I know she is staying alone.
Me: Oh? Having a special time with your special someone?
Beth: Nah. I’m just stocking up. Just in case I get to make love with anyone outside. I do love to hang out and sometimes one thing lead to another if you know what I mean?
She wink at me assuming that she is giving me hints of having sex with me. But in my mind, I was thinking that she was having sex with another white guy. Which white girl wanna have sex with an Asian guy that doesn’t pack much down there?
I grab the box and pass it to the cashier. The cashier took the box and gave me a dirty look. I know. It’s common. Racist attitude that I get to have sex with a white lady? Bet the cashier was degrading me in her eyes.
I took the heavier bags letting Beth carry the lighter one. I should have drove. It was lots of bags. The 5mins walk back became a 10 to 15mins walk as she was a little slow down from all the bags.
We got back and it was close to 730PM. I told her to unwind and relax while I prepare her first Asian meal from an Asian guy. She smiled and just lay on the living room sofa. She grabbed the remote and turn on the TV.
I head down to my favourite place in all houses, the kitchen. I’m glad she kept her pots, pans and plates clean and in order. It was a breeze taking them out and preparing everything. I cooked sweet and sour pork, Kai Lan with oyster sauce, tofu with egg and some rice. Took me a good hour to cooked and prepare dinner as I lay it on the dining table.
Me: Hey Beth. Dinner is ready. Beth?
I went to the living room and saw that Beth was asleep on the sofa. I went up to her and tap her to wake her up. As she turn and and stretch, I had a good view of her body. A well ton 4 packs and with an pear shape hips. Her boobs were huge and her nipples were hard through her tank top. Couldn’t see anything in her pants but I can imagine her clam like pussy waiting for me to penetrate.
Fuck what was I thinking!?
Me: Time for dinner. Sorry it took so long.
Beth got up and pull down her tank top that was exposing her 4 pack. She was shivering a little as she slept without a blanket, hence her harden nipples. I turn and grab my jacket and pass it to her.
Beth: Thank you Nurgle. Oh my! That smells great!
Me: Yes. And it’s waiting for you. Come on. Let’s feast.
I offer my hand and support her and escort her to her chair. Pull the chair out for her and guide it back. That’s been a gentleman. Took 2 cans of beer, open it and cheers to our health.
Beth: Goodness! I never knew vegetables could taste so yummy! And the pork! Sweet and sour taste at the same time! You just changed my mindset of Asian cuisine. I’m glad to have you as my tenant.
Honestly, I’m very please and proud of myself. I always knew that I’m a good cook. But having a white girl taste and gave loads of praise set my ego to the next level.
Me: I’m glad you enjoyed it. Now eat up. And once you are done, please have a rest while I do the dishes.
Beth: Thank you sweetie. Tell you what, while you wash up, let me treat you to one of my special bath bomb that I have. It’s my favourite and it will help you relax. Let’s not think about your past and relax and think about the future.
Me: That would be lovely. Now eat up. The food doesn’t taste nice when it’s cold.
Bath bomb. I actually love to soak in a tub with one now. It does help unwind and relax.