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Yes, Dear !!
I went to the little boys room. Just as I was about to enter, I saw Sarah walked out. She looked surprised to see me. She mouthed the words what was I doing there. I just pointed at my group of half-pissed friends. She nodded and pointed a table further away. Seated there was 2 more ladies dressed in office wear and 4 guys. Among them I could recognise the guy she had made out with at the staircase of our block much earlier. She gestured for me to join them.
I looked at them and then at her. I wondered if I should join Sarah.
I waved no and told Sarah I would be joining back my friends. Actually I wanted so much to join her but felt that it would not be apprioate as Sarah’s group were a bit older and I knew none of them. And I think I might feel uncomfortable seeing Sarah get comfortable with the guy she made out with.
So back I went to my table. A bunch of very pissed undergrads partying away, I downed a few shots consecutively. Just wanted to get drunk too and maybe forget about Sarah. After a while, I hit the dance floor with one of the girls in my group. Was one of the guy’s younger sister. anyway as we danced, I could not help but look towards the direction of Sarah’s table. But Sarah was not there. I looked around me, trying to spot her. and then I saw her. She was dancing with the guy (she made out with), I probably need to come out with a better way to refer to the guy. Let’s just call him Guy A. Well Sarah and Guy A were dancing pretty close. Sarah’s back was facing him as she grinded her hips and sexy butt on Mr A. and the guy was moving his hands all over Sarah’s body as he thrust his pelvis towards Sarah. The two of them were practically dirty-dancing. Occassionally, Mr A will reach forward and plant a kiss or two on Sarah’s lips.
And seeing all this action was making me more than a bit jealous but also a bit excited as I could feel my cock starting to get hard.
It was only then that I realised I was dancing with a gal, as I was engrossed at spying on Sarah that I bumped into her. She held onto me while I said sorry. I looked at her and I still don’t know what went over me till this day, but I just placed one arm behind her back and scooped her up in my arms. And the funny thing was the gal also did not resist me and I just leaned forward and kissed her. I could taste the alchol in her salvia as my tongue snaked into hers. I was now frenching a gal who I just met a few hours earlier in the midle of a crowded dancefloor. But in my mind I was actually frenching with Sarah. Holding Sarah in my arms. Exchanging salvia with Sarah.
A rude push woked me up from my day dream. One of my classmates, Eric was pushing me. And he was angry. In my half-drunken haze I did not know what was happening until I realised that I had been having a heavy tongue-session with Eric’s baby sister. Well things got a bit heated and a few words were exchanged. In the end, Eric stormed out dragging his sister along.
Well the mood with my group of kakis were a bit tense after the whole “kissing my sister” incident. I decided to go out for some fresh air and to clear my head. As I stood outside the quiet street, I heard the familiar sound of Sarah’s voice. And she was talking rather loud too.
I moved towards the sound of her voice and spotted Sarah and Mr A. They seem to be having some sort of fight. The guy seem a bit agiatated and was gesturing a lot. Sarah was now quiet, her face showed anger as she silently looked on as Mr A raved about. As Sarah turned to leave, Mr A grabbed her by the arms. I did not even know when I moved forward cause before I knew it, my arms were on his wanking his arms off. Guessed I was empowered by a whole sense of frustration, frustrated at being ticked off by my lectuarer in the day, frustrated at seeing Sarah behaving intimately with Mr A, frustrated at the whole “kissing” incident earlier. Mr A pushed me against a wall. I felt my body hit the wall with some force, but in my frustration I felt nothing and pushed him back. Mr A lost his footing as he was taken buy surprise both from my instant recovery and the force of my push. He tumbled to the ground. Sarah rushed up to me, grabbed my hands and lead me away.
I don’t remember how we got home but the next thing I remembered was Sarah applying some iodine on the bruises I got from the push from Mr A. It stinged a bit and as I slowly got down from my adrenaline rush, I could feel my back and shoulders aching a bit from the earlier impact. I was bare-bodied as Sarah helped rub some medicated oil at some of my bruises. I gritted my teeth and did not utter a word.
Sarah looked at me and scolded me for trying to be a stupid macho idiot. I suddenly realised how close Sarah was to me, as my mind turned off her words. Instead I was looking at Sarah’s young oval face and smeeling her perfume mixed with the strong scent of alchol. And for the 2nd time in the night, I mustered the courage to lean forward and kiss a gal. this time my lips were touching Sarah, the one gal I’ve been fantasing about for so many weeks.
Good build up… let it flow ..
Right now there are 2 interesting stories i following: yours and the Mr. Bergamo.
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Yes, Dear !!
…this time my lips were touching Sarah, the one gal I’ve been fantasing about for so many weeks.
Woah! Ok sorry… you were right not to have joined her friends earlier… This way the story is much better by far!
DAMN! Bro TS, u better dun stop at the most important time! everytime read until lil’bro stand then stop…leave my poor bro bu shang bu xia….
Pls stop at those boring times
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ChuiTaLan
DAMN! Bro TS, u better dun stop at the most important time! everytime read until lil’bro stand then stop…leave my poor bro bu shang bu xia….
Pls stop at those boring times
Tats wat ppl called cock-teasing mahh … like soap dramas .. always end at the most exciting moment then say wait until the next episode …
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lightning
Have upped u 6 shots and I demand more stories
You are demanding, bro…