It was not long after Chinese New Year in 2019. I was in the office when an unfamiliar local mobile number called.
“Hello”, I answered. “Jiu ji dao shi ni” (I knew it’s you), the female caller said. I have not heard that voice for months and suddenly memories of Jade came flooding back.
“Hui lai la?” (you’re back?), I asked, though I knew the obvious answer. But I just needed to hear her voice a little more to reconfirm it was her.
“Jin wan guo lai”, she replied. We agreed a time and she texted me her address. It did occur to me that she kept my mobile number as she was no longer contactable on WeChat.
That night, I reached her vicinity much earlier than scheduled as the place, near Geylang, was notoriously difficult to get a parking lot. As I was circling around, someone drove off and I quickly took the only available lot. I was 20 minutes early but decided to text Jade anyway. Her reply was immediate and in two minutes, I was upstairs at her place.
Jade was in a little black dress and heels. But no make-up. I had never seen her dressed up like that. It appeared that she just moved in, alone. As soon as she locked the door, she knelt down, partially showing me her tits as she bent down. Stroking my cock through my jeans, she looked up at me and swiftly unzipped me. As she fiddled to drag my cock out of my underwear, my cock hardened instantly and she gamely gave me a short BBBJ.
After bathing together and for each other, we cuddled in bed. Needless to say, my hands were all over her, and my cock was rock hard and salivating. There was no massage that night. Jade allowed me to finger her until my fingers were wet with her cunt juice. Then she licked a substantial portion of my neck, down to my crotch before stuffing my throbbing dick into her warm mouth. Her BBBJ was energetic. We switched to 69-position so I could also pleasure her orally.
“Tao ne?” (where’s the condom?), she said. I sprang up from bed and grabbed the rubber from my jeans. Jade took it upon herself to cap me with her mouth before she climbed on top of me. After a little bodily alignment, she began to ride me. Then she leaned forward and licked my nipples while gripping my cock inside her pussy. We switched positions and I returned the same favour. When my tongue sensed that her nipples were suitably hardened and pointed, I began to pump her.
As I had been less active sexually since Jade left a few months ago, there was a degree of pent-up demand from me. I also wanted to “punish” her for leaving abruptly without a word. I wouldn’t say it was a “violent fuck”, but I went overdrive and had her in missionary and doggie, before finishing off in missionary position. Her moans were loud and clear, drowning out the watery sound emanating from her pussy though the “piak piak” noise was still obvious from two lower bodies charging at each other.
Jade removed the soaked condom and sucked the residual sperm from my flaccid cock. She walked away to rinse her mouth and came back with cigarettes and ashtray. After a satisfying high intensity fuck, we had a relaxing smoke in bed. It had become a common habit for us both.
Around this time, post CNY 2019, I was assigned an additional project at work, which meant more travelling. While it was professionally gratifying, it meant lesser time for me in Singapore. It was another two weeks before I got to see Jade again, and ironically, it was Jade who initiated the meet.
“I’m not happy. I’m leaving”, she declared to me via WeChat. I remember well I was at the Singapore Airlines lounge at HKIA, savoring the satay and peanut sauce after consecutive days of all-Chinese meals.
“When?”, I shot back. “Tomorrow morning”, she replied with an exclamation mark. I told her I’m on a late flight back and would like to meet her… at 12 midnight or later. “Come over then”, she agreed.
I arrived back at Changi Airport just before 11pm. By 12.30am, still fresh from a cold shower at home just half an hour ago, I found myself parallel parking along Jalan Masjid. It was an unfamiliar location for me, but it was the address the Jade provided when I was 40,000 feet in the air (inflight wifi).
I literally parked next to the apartment where Jade stayed. The surrounding was so quiet it almost felt a little eerie. Upstairs, Jade opened the door wearing an oversized t-shirt covering her thighs. I walked in and was pleasantly surprised another lady was in the living room watching TV. A beautiful, albeit slightly older than Jade, lady with a warm smile. I apologized for intruding at such a late hour and she nodded understandingly. I observed it was a one-bedroom apartment… and Jade held my hand and led me into the room.
(Belatedly, I found out who this beautiful lady was. She was also a popular ML, one who looked like a submissive mistress blessed with attractive features).
“What’s happening?”, I asked Jade gently as we sat on the edge of the bed. She did not answer, instead she asked if I missed her. Hand to heart, I missed her – not just sexually, but also her unpredictable yet entertaining demeanor.
I must have delivered my answer in a most convincing and sincere way. Jade wrapped her arm around my shoulder and we both leaned back, landing softly on the comfortable queen-sized mattress.
Her eyes shut as she started kissing me, at first gently, and soon passionately as I ran my fingers around the golden triangle from outside her panties. I easily detected her increasingly wetness as my fingers worked overtime.
In spite of the frenetic lip-work we engaged in, we undressed each other in a civilized way, not tearing off our clothes or rushing. Partly because I set the tempo, to control the pace, to enjoy the process and the journey towards climaxing.
True to form, my thick cock was inside her warm, slippery mouth as soon as we both got stark naked. The smooth, continuous and effortless BBBJ she was providing was familiar yet highly desired. I felt my whole body being enveloped by her lust. I was beginning to feel the pent-up demand of not having had sex for two weeks. Jade stopped momentarily to gasp for breath. I looked at her lovingly and almost simultaneously, telepathically, we were in position 69. Her cunt juice was already smeared all over her pubic hair…
I had to stop her from sucking me off as I really, really wanted to ejaculate while fucking her. Nudging her aside, I reached for my chinos at the edge of the bed and took out the condom. Jade was giving me long-stroked licks from my neck down to my chest as I expertly tore open the condom pack without looking. She took the condom from me, placed it at the tip of my long, hard cock soaked with her saliva and my pre-cum, and rolled the condom along my shaft with her mouth almost elegantly.
I leaned towards Jade and kissed her lips lustily, dragging my tongue out as I lashed it past her nose. I planted soft, wet kisses on her forehead, then moved sideways and blew gently into her ears. I nibbled her earlobe playfully, progressing south until my tongue contacted her hardened nipple.
I could not help but notice that Jade was playing with her pussy, her fingers creating a discreet sloshing sound. Her other hand held on to my throbbing dick, occasionally squeezing it. I re-purposed my mouth to help Jade out in the pussy department. As my tongue explored the wetlands and into the tunnel of her love hole, her sticky fingers grasped my hair. She had also let go of my dick and her free hand was now squeezing her own breast. I wriggled into position and squeezed her other breast with my hand.
The gush of cunt juice graced my nostrils as I felt Jade shiver unashamedly. “Wo yao” (I want it), Jade begged. I was amused. In the past, she would “firmly instruct” that she’s ready to be penetrated, or she would simply climb on top of me and start riding. This time, I saw a different side of her – a gentler side, a vulnerable side, a young lady who seemed desperate to be loved. I was filled with both torrid lust and empathy.
In a missionary position, I began by stroking her messy (head) hair lovingly while my cock traced the edges of her pussy. Balancing on one hand in missionary pose was not my forte. I knelt down and lifted her legs over my shoulders. She was so wet, my cock slid into her pussy naturally, and gleefully.
Slow and steady I went in, making sure my thick tool drew a circular motion to interact with the walls inside her love hole. There was no rush. I was pacing myself well, and Jade’s face told me she was enjoying my tease. It was beautiful to see her submissive expression.
“Wo zai shang mian?” (I be on top?), Jade suggested, not long after I raised my thrusting speed up a notch. I saw my cock disappear, bit by bit, into her pussy as she eased herself onto me. Locking fingers with both hands, she began her ride. I was impressed by my ability to hold from firing, maybe because in my subconscious mind, I thought this would be the last time I make love with Jade, not knowing if we would meet again. I wanted the journey to last longer.
I closed my eyes and let Jade dictate as she saw fit. It also meant I don’t get to see her voluptuous breasts swaying side-to-side as she soldiered on, which hopefully would help me “last longer”. But it was wishful thinking. Even with eyes shut, her impressive riding conjured extreme images of sexual exploits in my mind. I let her continue and ejaculated majestically in a short while. Joy herself was spent, retiring next to me with heavy breathing.
It was close to 2am when I tip-toed out of the bedroom. The living room was dark save for street lighting through the windows. The TV was switched-off, and the beautiful lady I saw earlier was fast asleep on the sofa. Speaking in hushed tones, Joy added me on her personal, non-work WeChat. I hurriedly took out a wad of cash from my wallet. It was a combination of HK and Singapore dollars, and stuffed it into her hand without counting. It was probably altogether 300 Sing dollars or so, as I tend not to carry much cash. She planted a sharp peck on my lips and we bade farewell, silently, in the dark.
Joy was leaving at 5am to go to the airport. She had earlier declined my offer to send her to the airport, saying she wanted to be alone. I drove home safely, the tiredness of the long day setting in. I wish I could see Joy again.
Adventures at The Hill
Through the years - pre-covid, the covid years and post-covid - I’ve visited ML’s operating out of apartments/condos in an area colloquially referred as “The Hill”. Sure, there were one or two disappointing sessions, but overall, I had a great time at The Hill.
In no particular order, I’ll be sharing my adventures at The Hill as I recall them.
The Three Close Friends.
Once upon a time, there were three close friends – let’s call them Cissy, Elle and Belle.
I have noticed Cissy’s ad on SgLonelyGuy for a while, the one with her face portion blurred out. Subsequently, after having read other bros’ MR’s, which confirmed she’s definitely a looker (though with limited playability), I decided to check Cissy out.
Stepping into Cissy’s one-bedroom apartment, I could tell immediately she is tidy and hygienic – and is a great cook! She is just shy of 1.6m, of fair complexion, has short hair and a sweet, smiley face. A real cutie. She wore a loose floral spaghetti strap dress, which did not hint at what’s underneath.
I remarked to Cissy that she’s really beautiful, an immense relief as her face was not clear in the ad. Furthermore, the cooking smell amazing, she must be a good cook! Her face lit up with a wide smile and just like that, the mutual feel-good was established in a few seconds.
Cissy massaged me in her dress as I lay on the disposable bed towel. Having read MR’s that she’s of low playability, I did not ask that she undress at that stage. When it came to the sensual part, she lay beside me – still in her dress – oiled my tool and started breathing sexily into my ear.
“Can I remove your dress?”, I interrupted her in Chinese. “Just the top”, she replied shyly. I gently pulled down the top half of her dress and my cock’s reaction literally sprang a surprise!
Cissy was braless – and her white, creamy breasts – probably a good 34B topped with erected, pinkish nipples, was stunning!
My cock, which was already hard, sprang up excitedly. Cissy chuckled as its reaction. I “blamed” her for the reaction and she spent the next several minutes coaxing my dick to puke, which was not difficult, as I caressed her soft, luxurious breasts (she did not allow mouth contact).
What I liked about Cissy is her gentle and engaging manner. She also laughs easily. It was like chatting with a friend who can also wank you off as you play with her tits. The end-of-session bonus was a bowl of delicious home-made soup or dessert, depending on what’s available. I would see her every two to three weeks.
Then on one occasion, Cissy was unable to match my preferred timings, so she recommended her good friend – and neighbour – Elle.
If Sissy was the cutie next door, Elle would be the sporty neighbor - about 1.62m tall, slim, light tan complexion, with a mischievous face just like her character.
Elle’s massage was barely passable, but she was jovial and playful. With Cissy, I could only play with her naked breasts (she’s always in a dress which covered her body from the stomach downwards). With Elle, she gamely removes her t-shirt, showing off her tiny pair of 32B’s, but her pussy area was strictly restricted. After one more session, I dropped Elle, for more endowed and more “roam-able” options.
One fine day, I was surprised to receive Cissy’s WeChat message. Except for making appointments, we had no contact by phone. Cissy asked for a favor – if I could be the subject/model for her friend, who will take over her apartment as she would be returning to China. Cissy wanted to “train” her friend – called Belle.
On a balmy night, I made my way up the hill. I was happy to do Cissy a favor, and at the same time have a preview of Belle. I was also interested to see how “transfer of knowledge and skills” transpired from one ML to a would-be ML. “Trainee” Belle was fully clothed throughout, but I had already taken a liking to her visually, and she’s real friendly After the “training session”, I told Belle I would meet her in a couple of days’ time.
My appointment with Belle was in familiar surroundings – Sissy’s previous unit – clean and tidy like before. Even the modus operandi was the same – appetizing smells from the kitchen, and the disposable bed towel.
Belle looks like she’s about 26/27, similar to Cissy and Elle. However, Belle is the tallest of the three, close to 1.7m. As she started working on me, she asked if her massage was ok (it was mediocre, but I did not say so). Instead, I cheekily suggested that she should be in bra and panties from the start. To my pleasant surprise, she obliged, though she was quite shy about it. It was “progress” for me, since with Cissy, it was just pulling down her dress to access her breasts only, and Elle never removed her shorts.
I liked what I saw – though not quite model-like, Belle had a sexy body including a respectable set of 34B’s, accentuated with long legs. Her light-tan complexion suited her overall look and feel. For me, Belle was the most attractive of the three close friends, and also the easiest to talk to.