Garden of Nurgle

Our kissing got more aggressive. She stick her tongue deep into my mouth trying to fish out my tongue. I response back by sliding my tongue into hers and we were hooked. Frenching was never so intense before in my life and Beth gave me the best frenching I ever experienced. With all that is going, surprisingly, I wasn’t getting hard. It was weird. I wasn’t feeling very sexual about this but more emotional.

We release our lips and she just looked deep into my eyes. I was speechless and I just stare back at her, gazing into her blue eyes. She moved closer and started to sniff my face and lock my neck. A shiver went down my back as I enjoyed every tongue flick on my neck. She proceed to kick down my neck towards my shoulder and gave me a soft bite. As she was devouring my neck, she slide her hands through my shirt and place her hand on my chest. With a quick action, her fingers went for my nipples and started to fine tune it slowly like a radio nob.

I was starting to get turn on by her actions and felt a stir in my pants. It felt good been on the receiving end of it for once. Been pampered. She got off her side of the sofa and sat on my legs. While sitting, she slide her dress off her shoulder, showing me her ample breast without any bra on. Her nipples were in direct height with my eyes as I lock onto them. I raised my head up and put one of them in my mouth and sucked on it.

She moaned from the suction and pushed her breast harder into my mouth, forcing me to suck harder hoping that I could suck up her breast milk if she was producing any. I sucked hard and when I release my mouth, I left a suction sound that send her shaking and sundering on the spot. She moaned louder and from what I saw, she rolled her eyes back till I can see the white of her eyes. With that, I knew I made her cum just from sucking on her breast and nipple. She slumped over onto me panting hard.

She regain her senses and return back to kissing my lips. As we kissed, she starts circling her hips on my groin area. The kissing, the grinding are all recipe to get me hard and she was successful. I became rock hard that it form a perfect tent on my joggers. And the tent was directly poking her vagina. I couldn’t take it anymore. Forget the blowjob. Forget the intense foreplay. I want to have sex with her.

With her on top of me, I lift her up gently and a little, giving me enough room to pull down both my joggers and my boxer to expose my dick. I position it between her and attempt to poke her pussy through her panties. But to my surprise, the feeling and sensation was not of a panties but that of a wet, moist and tight pussy. With just one trust, I did not poke her panties but I entered her pussy. Raw.

I was shocked! I was in disbelief! I was on cloud 9. I was fucking my landlady, raw. I looked up to her waiting for the worst. Waiting for her to slap me across the face as I know she was persistent on having protective sex. But no. What I saw was joy. Happiness. Pleasure. Sadness. She gave me a weak smile and lean forward and whisper me in my ears.

Beth: Surprise. You are the first gentleman to have me raw. Happy birthday Nurgle.

Birthday birthday? Oh yes. The day I’m leaving is also my birthday. And it was past midnight in NZ. So technically, I’m another year older. And this was my birthday gift from Beth. Her tight, warm and moist pussy.

Hi all. I have return after a long break from lots event that is happening in life. I apologize for stopping in the midst of a heated story plot. With that, shall we continue?

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Its been so long that I felt the sensation of a wet, tight and sloppy pussy. More like 6 months after my last sexual experience with Beth as she decided to enjoy herself with the other tenant dick. But the feeling of having unprotected sex, its been too long. The last time I had that was together with my beloved Pris. To be honest, I almost blow my load. Like a kid again, having sex for the first time, the excitement almost made me cum.

Her warm breath as she whisper in my ears, wishing me a happy birthday and especially telling me that I’m her first to enter her raw, turns me on and of course I felt my rod getting bigger inside of her. That and of course her tight entrance and her folding and clamming down on my ever growing dick.

I was happy. I started to against myself to a more comfortable sitting position and also to make sure Beth is comfortable. I start moving my hips up and down, trusting my piston into her but slowly. I want to enjoy this very moment. I gently pull her head towards my face and we locked lips, kissing each other like lovers. We naturally stick out our tongue and spoke in the language of France. I place both my hands on her hips to guide our tempo and she wrapped both her arms around my head as we kissed. We were making love.

A few mins of slow sex in sitting cow girl position and we wanted to change our position. I pulled out of her and felt the chill on my wet sloppy dick, covered in her sweet nectar. I shifted her to so that she is on all four and her perky butt facing me. As I was removing my clothing to get myself comfortable, she grind her butt onto my dick, sideways and moving it up and down trying to self plunge and plugged her hole up herself. It was erotic and I guided my tip to her entrance. She backed up her pussy and it slide down on my rod. She let our a mourn and arch herself up higher, turning her head and looking at me with her mouth drooling for a kiss. I responded by kissing her and trusting her doggy style.

We were having sex just like dogs in the heat of the moment. My energy was not going away but Beth was giving in to my trusting and she started to slump forward laying flat on the sofa. While in her, I place both her legs together and got on top of her and started doing her in a prone bone position, never letting my dick exit her and continue trusting into her. Her mourns got louder and heavier.

I start to turn her over and brought her legs over my shoulder and entered her in a good old fashion missionary. Her breast bounce with each trust and pounding. I lean forward, licking and sucking her left nipple, craving for the wholesome breast milk while my other hand grab a hold of her right breast as support as I push my hip harder and deeper into her pelvic. I knew my time is almost up. I felt the build up and I want to release everything. But I don’t know. Should I do it in her or outside? Of course I would love to spray my child into her and get her pregnant. But I’m leaving and I do not know what the outcome will be.

Just as I was about to ask her, she locked her legs around my waist, brought me nearer to her and whisper this sweet words into me.

Beth: Cum inside me. Give me your sperm and let me bare your child.

Forget about responsibility. Forget about future thinking. Forget about everything. Those words, seal the deal. With one last trust, I blew my load into her. I forcefully push my hips hard and I felt waves of my sperm leaving me into the womb of a beautiful white lady. The image of my sperm swimming and penetrating a fresh egg got me so excited that I kept on cumming and pounding her. Even if I’m shooting blanks, I still kept on pounding her and making sure she is accepting all my sperm.

After that violent pumping, I withdraw my dick from her and witness her pussy overflow with my juices. Beth was laying there, tired but used her finger to scope the spilling sperm back into her pussy. What a sight…

I moved myself up towards her and cuddle with her. Hugging her from behind and kissing her soft neck. My hands roam towards her bare breast and each hand cupping them gently as I cross my arms around her.

Me: Beth. That was the best birthday gift that I have gotten in a long time. Thank you.

Beth: It is my pleasure my dear. This is my very first raw sex and my very first creampie as well.

Me: Thank you for letting me be your first. But ain’t you afraid that I could get you pregnant? You know I will be leaving right? What will happen if you happen to carry my child?

Beth: Oh don’t you worry sweetie. I took pre caution and took a pill before hand and I got some morning after pills.

That was a slight sign of relieve but yet a little disappointment. I guess I always wanted to have a child and it would be awesome to have a mixed chinese / western kid. And yet, I knew that I wouldn’t be back here in NZ to continue to support Beth. I don’t even know when I will return.

Beth: Sweetie. Can we just stay in this position? I just want your warmth and your touch. I will miss my first experience with an Asian guy and frankly speaking, you are just a wonderful person in my book.

I did not respond to her. I just hug her tighter and push my face deeper into her neck and took a deep sniff of her neck and we stay locked in there. Enjoying our bodies together as we both drift off into a sleep.

I woke up with Beth still in my arms. She was sleeping close to me and I just gently woke her up with a kiss to her soft lips. I got up and cover her with the blanket that was together with the sofa and make my way to the bathroom. That very same bathroom that I remember how Beth gave me a bath bomb and how it all started with our childish, sexual and marathon experience.

I got myself ready and getting ready for the airport. I went over to Beth to try to wake her but she was not responding. She was in a deep sleep. I shook her a little harder but all she does was roll over and drifted off to sleep. I smiled and just gave her a long soft kiss on her lips again.

I move on to the kitchen table and wrote a thank you note to Beth. Telling her how much the experience was staying with her and the time spent. I apologize for any time that I was out of character and how much I would love to keep in touch with her. I left her my Singapore contact number and my email. With that, I grab my bags and step out of my 2nd home in NZ and also with another woman in my life. Heading towards the airport and onto a plane back home.

It is 5pm SGT. I touched down. The busy movement and the all so familiar environment of home. The usual airport counter checking my passport and the so familiar sound of Singlish. Home.

As I was waiting for my luggage to roll on the belt, I kept looking out at the arrival area. I was there wishing I could see any familiar faces. But I spotted none. Then again, I wasn’t surprised. I didn’t inform anyone of my arrival. I was hoping that I either saw my buddy Ace. I was hoping to see my parents but that was wishful thinking. I was hoping to see Pris. A tear rolled down my eye.

I saw my luggage and picked it up. I rolled it out and finally exited the airport. Alone.

Step out to get a taxi and damn! Hated our hate and humid weather. A big old slap to the face. Our heat and our humidity. That is the only thing I don’t like about our country. I manage to get a taxi and a good drive back home. Nothing much change as I was looking out at the surrounding. Feels just like home. Reached my condo and greeted our friendly security guards whom remembered me. They waved in excitement after seeing me. I wind down the window and greeted them. Telling them that I will drop by shortly as I bought snacks from NZ for them. They gave me the thumbs up as my driver drove towards my block.

I got off the taxi, took my belongings and took the lift up. Reaching my place and I reached for my keys to unlock my sweet cave. I was home. Alone. The all so familiar quiet of my unit. A little dusty but still home. Alone. I set aside my bags and brought the gift down to the guards. We had a short chat. Catching up with them and asking how are they and what are the latest thing that was happening. Nothing much. They thank me for the snacks and we parted ways.

Guard: Oh yes! There were a few people that were looking for you while you were away. This is their numbers, maybe you can give them a call.

I took the numbers from him and glance through them. 4 numbers. 1 was my insurance agent. Forgotten to inform her that I was out of the country again. Better get in touch with her. The other was my usual wine and cigar supplier. Again, forgotten to inform him that I was out. The 3rd number was familiar, I dial it on my phone and it was Pris parents. I should call them later and update them. The last was a unfamiliar number. I will give it a call later. Right now, I just crashed into my cave. Open a bottle of wine and pour it into the glass. Took out a cigar and a lighter and was heading towards my favorite part of my home. The usual balcony. But as I walk towards the balcony, I saw a photo frame of Pris. My love. I took the frame along, sit on the hammock, drank my wine and press the frame tightly into my chest.

I miss you so much.

I awoke to the heat and light shine into my eyes. It would seem that I had a good sleep at the balcony. I never finish the wine or smoke my cigar. I was still holding onto the photo frame tightly. I brought the frame up and have a good look at my lovely Pris. Giving it a gentle kiss as I try not to let my emotion get the better of me.

Its a new day back home and I was thinking what to do and how to start my day or week. Laying in my hammock is not going to be productive. Got my lazy ass up and start my morning with a quick trip down to the nearest hawker for breakfast. A good cup of local kopi should do the trick.

I was shock as the whole Singapore was on lock down and almost all the stores are not opened. Thank goodness that the usual coffee shop I regular was open and I went ahead and bought my coffee and some toast for my day. A sip of our local kopi was good and its something that I need to get my brain going. First on the list of things to do, call my in laws. Within 2 ring from the phone, my mother in law picked up the phone. The usual heartfelt greetings and worries of the elder. She and my father in law were worried for me as I was not at home and never answer their calls. I apologize to them and told them that I switch over to a NZ line and never check back on my SG line. I assured them that I am doing good and that I am back in SG. I told them that I will drop by their house and to visit them. I’m not the only one that is grieving. They too, had to buried their daughter. I took a mental note to buy food and gifts for them when I visit.

Next I called my boss. He was glad that I return and he told me that everyone is working from home nowadays. He will arrange for our tech personal to get my laptop running and operational ready for my WFH. I requested for my buddy Ace to be the one to help me with the setup. Granted.

The next call is to my supplier. Apologize for the radio silence and told him to resume delivery of the same items.

I called my insurance agent, Jill. She was happy to hear from me and thought sometime happened to me. She wanted to inform me that she is stopping her practice as an agent and that my account will be transferred to her colleague. We arranged another day to meet and to introduce my new agent handling my account.

Which leaves the last mysterious number. I was against calling the number but since my security guard inform me that the person was a lady and attempted to try to reach me, I thought I should give it a try. Dial the number and the oh so familiar voice of my first wife. Damn it. I shouldn’t have call that number.

For those who didn’t read my first story, my first wife left me for another person. Me and Pris had an encounter with her and it left a sour taste in my mouth. I do not want to continue to contact her after that incident and I wished that I hadn’t made that call.

Ex: Hey Nurgle.

Me: Oh. Its you. Didn’t know it was you till I hear that familiar voice. I’m surprised that you changed your number.

Ex: Well, lots of things happened and I just want to cut off ties with some people.

Cut off ties with some people and yet you are still looking for me? Something fishy is going on and I don’t want to be any part of it. And yet you still remember my mobile number.

Me: Well, I heard from my security guard that you were looking for me while I was at work overseas. What is it?

Ex: Well, firstly, I want to say that I’m sorry for your lost. I heard it from our mutual friend and…you do not deserve it. You are a better person and I’m sorry that you lost your loved one.

I wanted to lash out at her. She doesn’t have the right to apologize after what she did previously. But that’s in the past. I’m a grown man. A better man.

Me: Thank you. I’m doing ok and I’m moving on with my life. What’s the other thing?

Ex: I know it is not right but I’m in a pickle. Can I burrow some money from you? $10K max. I need to clear some debts and I got no one to look for or to help me. I know I don’t deserve the assistance but I wish you could help me out.

Me: $10K is a lot. Please explain to me what are the debts for?

Ex: If you must know, my previous boyfriend took my savings and ran off. I needed the money to help pay for my father’s surgery. I know don’t deserve it and that amount is big but it will lighten my load and see my father recover.

Me: Let me think about this and get back to you. *Cut the line*

What my ex didn’t know is that I am still in talking term with her parents. I treated them like my very own parents and I never forget about the love they shown to me. I called my ex mother in law.

MIL: Nurgle. Its been so long. Why the sudden phone call? Can I help you with anything?

Me: Mother. I heard from ex that father is not doing well. What happened?

MIL: Oh. I’m surprise she called you. Sorry but I didn’t want to worry you so I did not tell you anything. Father have kidney failure but we manage to find a donor to replace his kidney. But we are short for the surgery.

So she was telling the truth.

Me: Mother. How much are you actually short for?

MIL: Please ah. Don’t need to give any money. We can handle this. God will provide and we will find a way.

Me: Mother. You know I’m not religious and if you think God will provide, you look at it this way. God sent me to you. How much more do you need for the surgery?

MIL: $50K.

I was puzzled. If the amount my mother in law told me is so much more compare to what my ex told me. Something is not right.

Me: Mother. Which hospital are you both at? I come over and see you both.

With that, my mother in law told me which hospital and I made a bee line to the location. Before that, I dropped by the nearest bank and transfer $50K of my saving out in cash to prepare to hand it over to them. They are still my in laws after all this years and I still respect them. They are my very first parents I never had after a long time.

I reached the hospital. Register myself and explain to the very strict reception that I’m here to visit my in laws and rest assured I will make my way out the soonest. I’m thankful that they let me through. I made a mad dash for the lift and press the floor my father in law was located. I was nervous. It’s been a while that I have seen them and I am fearful of how bad my father in law will be. I do not want to loose another parents. Also, I am hoping I do not see my ex along the way.

I reached the ward and the bed and there my father in law lay. Lesser hair and thinner. My mother in law, still looking the same, got up and we embraced. I miss them so much.

Me: Mother. Father. I am here. Please sit down and tell me how did this happen, what is the next step and why the huge amount needed for the surgery?

Basically, to summed it up. My in laws are not earning any income due to Covid. They have to close their business which leaves them to very little income. My ex surprisingly have been providing for them and I’m thankful that she is treating her parents well. I told them that my ex was asking me for only $10K and I wonder where the other $40K comes from.

MIL: Son. I believe she took a loan from the bank and they are only able to provide $10K. And the other $30K she has been burrowing from other people. So the last resort was asking you for that money.

Me: Mother. Father. Here is $50K. Please use the money for the surgery and to return the amount to others. I am willingly to pass you this amount because you are still my parents even though we are not married.

FIL: I cannot accept this amount. It is too much (He was weak and his voice was very husky that it kind of broke me).

Me: Father. If not me, then who? And I don’t want you all to worry even more after what you gone through.

MIL: Then how are we going to pay you back? That stupid girl, she shouldn’t have cheated on you on the other useless men and stick with you.

Me: Mother. What happen in the past is past. You are still my parents no matter what. Please use this money. And if you want to pay me back, can. But at your own timing. I do not need the money for now. I still have plenty in my savings and it is fine.

My father in law took the money with his weak hands and grab as hard as he can onto my hand and cried. Both my in laws were weeping and I cannot hold back my emotion and weep together with them. I love them like my own parents. I told them to inform my ex that she can don’t return me the amount but please do not do anything stupid to get more money. With that, I promise that I would visit as much as I can and I left their bedside.

I apologize if I tend to MIA from time to time as I’m pretty loaded with work and life experience. Now only do I have to ensure my life is in check but those close to me as well, especially my in laws.

Not to be confused, since I was married twice, my first set of in laws will be known as In Laws 1 and my second (Pris Parents) are In Laws 2.

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I left the hospital with teary eyes. I still cannot grasp the fact that I may loose my father in law to sickness. The lost of my own parents at a young age still struck a cord in my heart. I do not even wish that on any of my enemies.

Jump straight to my car and decided to drive home after the eventful day at the hospital. I told myself that I would make more effort to visit my in laws no matter what. While waiting at the traffic light, I took a mental note of my to do list.

1. Visit my In Laws 2.

2. Meet up with Jill to settle my insurance.

3. Arrange with Ace for a meet to get my work laptop running.

4. Arrange a call to Beth to inform her I am safe and sound in SG.

5. Stock up my fridge.

6. Stock up my wine and cigar.

I called my In Laws 2 and inform them that I will be heading over to their place and they welcome me with open arms. I was assured I will not leave the place till they are satisfied with catching up with me. It would be a great pleasure.