I’m not exactly sure what possessed me, but watching April ride Mike made me ache for his cock inside me as well. Or maybe just a cock. Didn’t need to be his. I don’t know why I was reacting this way. Even when watching porn, I didn’t seem to be this aroused.
After 5 minutes or so, April decided to go reverse cowgirl on Mike. It was then I could actually see a lot more clearly just how tight her pussy was as it swallowed his cock inch by inch. He definitely must be enjoying it. And yup, a two female threesome really sucked. Was I supposed to be playing with myself while watching? Was I supposed to sit on Mike’s face? But he was on the sofa, that would prove extremely difficult. So I did the next best thing, which unfortunately did nothing to help my own horniness. I went over and suckled on April’s nipple while squeezing her breast.
April: Ahhh! I thought you weren’t into this?
Me: I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do now besides watch.
April: Yes!!! Rub my clit!
I reached down to her clit. It was already engorged. Somehow I could feel Mike’s cock pulsing with each stroke. Was that how it felt when it was inside me? Still, it was kind of irritating that April was getting all the pleasure and I was contributing to it.
April: Don’t stop! Don’t cum yet!
Mike: I’m trying!
I think I had enough of it and went to the bathroom to wash up, hearing April’s sexy moans all the way.
I called Mark.
Mark: Hello?
I put him on speaker and held out the phone in the direction of the living room, letting him hear April’s moans and Mike’s groans.
Mark: Haha. What’s going on?
Me: April’s fucking my husband.
Mark: Oh? Why are you calling me then?
Me: I don’t know what I should do.
Mark: Join in?
Me: How?
Mark: Torture him?
Me: She’s already torturing him.
Mark: Sure sounds like it?
Me: Come over?
Mark: Me?
Me: I need your cock.
Mark: Woah…. We’ve never gone that far yet. Haha.
Me: I know.
Mark: I don’t want to. Not this way.
Me: Oh. Yeah. Expected.
Mark: Just join them. Take turns using him.
Me: I really don’t know how.
Mark: Use your intuition.
Me: Huh?
Mark: Just go with the flow la. Do what you want to do.
Me: You mean like push her off and take back ownership? Haha.
Mark: I suppose so? But change condoms ya?
Me: I don’t use condoms with Mike. Unless it’s with Tom.
Mark: Same concept.
Me: Yeah. I know.
Mark: Be safe.
Me: But if I fuck him raw, it will make her jealous.
Mark: This isn’t a competition.
Me: Well…
Mark: Just be safe la. I’m actually driving now. So have fun ok?
Me: Ok.
Mark: Bye!
He hung up and I called Tom, it sounded like he was out in a big group.
Tom: What’s up?
Me: Come over and fuck me.
Tom: Now?
Me: Half an hour ago.
Tom: Huh?
Me: Listen to this.
I held the phone out again.
Tom: Hahahahaha! That sounds like April! And Mike?
Me: Yup. Not enough cocks.
Tom: Hahahaha. I’m out now. With friends.
Me: Bring them all over.
Tom: Huh?
Me: April loves many cocks.
Tom: Hahaha. Yeah. I don’t deny that.
Me: So you’re coming?
Tom: Hang on ah.
I heard him telling his friends he was going to make a move first. I heard them sort of berating him for playing them out. Then I think he pulled one of them aside and asked him if he wanted to come over.
Me: Hey. Who are you asking? Hello?
There was no response.
Me: He better have a nice cock…
Still no response.
I waited for awhile.
Tom: Ah…. He definitely has a nice cock. Fucks well too.
Me: Who???
Tom: But he said no.
Me: Who?????
Tom: EoS. I’m at an army gathering.
Me: Oh. Right.
Tom: And yeah. Don’t think it’s very nice if I leave now.
Me: Sure. It’s fine then.
Tom: Didn’t you ask anyone else?
Me: I did. He declined.
Tom: I bet it’s Mark. Haha.
Me: Yeah.
Tom: You want me to ask Darren?
Me: Nah. It’s fine.
Tom: Just go have fun la. Go explore your bisexual tendencies.
Me: Right.
Tom: I’ll catch you next week or something.
Me: You free on Wednesday?
Tom: Work under you while you work from home again?
Me: Yes please. I’d like that.
Tom: Ok. I’ll let you know again.
Me: I hope I recover by then.
Tom: You’re still sick?
Me: Yeah.
Tom: Oh no.
Me: Just the flu.
Tom: Yeah. The flu bug’s been going around.
Me: That’s what the doc said.
Tom: Drink more water, vitamin C, rest more.
Me: I think maybe sex will help. Haha.
Tom: You’ve got a fit husband.
Me: I know. Tried yesterday. It didn’t work.
Tom: If he didn’t work, it’s unlikely I’d be able to cure you. Haha.
Me: Maybe both of you? Haha.
Tom: Maybe. But just go rest la.
Me: I’m jealous.
Tom: Oh?
Me: April riding my husband.
Tom: You allowed it. Accept it.
Me: It’s making me super horny.
Tom: Haha. So how would me being over help?
Me: I don’t know. I could ride you beside them. Moan more sexily than her. Make Mike want to fuck me too.
Tom: You’re funny. It doesn’t work that way.
Me: Oh?
Tom: Yeah it doesn’t. Mike would fuck you well anyway after April is gone.
Me: I sure hope so.
Tom: Just go and join them la. Have fun! By the way, April’s neck is really sensitive, just under her earlobe…
Me: Why are you telling me???
Tom: Lick her there. She’ll scream.
Me: Oh.
Tom: I got to go now. Have fun!
He hung up.
Armed with the new knowledge, I strode up to them. She was still in reverse cowgirl. She sure had stamina.
I pushed her hair back and nibbled on her earlobe while squeezing her breast.
April: Ahhh…..
I flicked my tongue under her earlobe and went down her neck and felt her whole body literally convulse.
April: Ohmygodohmygodohmygod!
I think Mike realised what I was doing and attacked the other side of her neck. I moved my hand down to her clit which was still engorged.
April: FUCK!!!!!
After a couple of seconds of us licking her neck and me rubbing her clit, April practically jumped up, letting Mike’s dick free as I continued rubbing her clit. I felt the warm gush onto my hand but kept rubbing.
April: AHHHH!
She squirted uncontrollably for a couple more seconds before scrambling off and collapsing on the floor.
Mike looked amused.
I ripped off the condom and slid him in, kissing him deeply as I rode him my own way, moaning as sexily as I could into his mouth as we kissed.
Sadly, I guess he was already so aroused by April that within minutes, I felt another warm gush, this time inside me, as he filled me with his seed.
Me: That was fast.
Mike: Sorry. You never really fucked me this intensely before.
Me: Oh yeah. Usually you’re the intense one.
I got of him slowly and grabbed the tissues.
April: I want to taste his cum. Come over here.
Me: What?? No!
April: Fine.
She scrambled up and took his deflated cock into her mouth.
Mike: Oh shit.
She had gotten him hard again.
April: May I have another condom please?
I passed her one and she capped him, before lying down on the sofa.
April: Please fuck me as intensely as you fuck June.
Mike looked at me.
I sighed.
Me: Go ahead. I’m going to shower.
I tried to shut out the sounds of her moans and his flesh smacking against hers but I could not.
I guess I better get used to this in case it became a regular occurrence.
I went to straight to bed after my shower. All I could hear were April’s moans which hilariously sounded very much like it came from a porno.
Perhaps I should just tell to to use the bed while I slept on the couch.
I didn’t know how long or how hard Mike fucked April for as when I woke up the next morning, there was a McGriddles meal on the dining room table for me. Mike and April were gone, and so were the car keys. Was it even possible that they fucked the whole night? Last I checked, there were only 2 more condoms left in the box, and Mike definitely didn’t come to bed. Either that, or I was so knocked out that I didn’t realise what was happening.
The McGriddles was still slightly warm so I guess they probably just left with Mike sending her home.
I ate and stoned in front of the TV while waiting for him to return. He was taking an awfully long time though. Did he get into an accident due to the lack of sleep and overexertion from sex?
I fell asleep on the sofa and when I woke up again, I smelt my favorite hokkien mee from Kovan.
Me: Did you fuck her the whole night, send her home and fuck her again?
Mike: Well…
Me: I don’t know if I should be angry, jealous, or envious.
Mike: John was home.
Me: Oh god. What’s wrong with her?
Mike: I have no idea. She should be sore. But…
Me: You fucked her the way you fucked Rebecca?
Mike: Way worst.
Me: Worst? Or better?
Mike: Well, I already came with you… so it took a very very long time to cum again.
Me: April must have been pleased.
Mike: I think she’s jealous.
Me: Huh?
Mike: She kept saying how lucky you are. Haha.
Me: Well, I’m going to assume this is going to be a regular thing now, so she can start saying how lucky she is.
Mike: I don’t really want to though.
Me: Really?
Mike: I don’t get what’s the big deal about having so many partners. I’m with you. We have great sex most of the time. That’s enough for me.
Me: Ah. Are you upset that I have Tom as well then?
Mike: Nope. If anything, Tom, and even Dan previously, have somehow enhanced our relationship?
Me: I see.
Mike: But of course, now that Tom has so many other partners, I’m getting a little worried.
Me: I trust he plays safe with the others.
Mike: Well, I trust you. And when I was with him, yeah, he does play safe. He probably spends a ton on condoms.
Me: That’s good.
Mike: Anyway, eat before it gets cold, I’m going to shower and take a nap.
Me: You’re supposed to fuck me well. Hahaha.
Mike: I know. But I need to recharge first.
Me: I’m just kidding. I’m still sort of unwell. Let’s just nap.
Mike: Sure.
I ate while he showered then we went to bed. Nothing else happened that weekend.
I was still ill on Monday so I saw the doc again who gave me some different medications as it seemed like my cough was getting worse.
It was so bad that I had to cancel on Tom on Wednesday. But he still showed up anyway with some cans of chicken soup for me and he sort of hung around for awhile to see if I was alright. Part of me thought he was just waiting for me to jump on him but he surprisingly pushed me away when I unbuckled his berms. He even heated up the soup for my lunch before heading off. That was odd. I didn’t think he had it in him to be this caring towards me. It seemed like something Mark would do.
In any case, I had no idea why I was still working from home even though I was on MC. I cleared as much emails as I could then lazed around the entire day. Thursday I was still feeling like shit so I went to the doctor again and got a third round of different medications. I was coughing so hard it felt like chunks of my lungs were being expelled. The doctor was considering ordering a chest x-ray but when he listened to my lungs he said it sounded ok. But he told me come back again if I still wasn’t well. I guess this was like the fabled chronic cough army boys got when they went to Tekong.
I spent the rest of the day sleeping and watching TV. I wondered how much my work would pile up.
Perhaps I should just head back to work on Friday.
I took a precautionary MC on Friday. Wasn’t coughing that badly, but was feeling rather fatigued in general. Took another ART again, at least it wasn’t covid.
I seriously lazed around the entire day, watching everything and anything on Netflix until I got bored and just randomly watched YouTube videos on my phone until I fell asleep. The weather was extremely warm though, so I was practically naked on my sofa with both the fan and aircon turned on. Would probably be a prime target for voyeurs since I didn’t really close the curtains. But it was not as though I was having sex in my living room in the middle of the day. Unless I was getting fucked by my own hand. Besides, I hadn’t had sex since that romp with April and Mike on Saturday. It was going to be an entire week of no sex if this kept up. Furthermore, Mike was busy that night and I was going to be left on my own. I kind of suspected he was going to meet April or something, but never asked to confirm it. I would know anyway, if he came home and fucked my brains out.
I texted Tom to see if he would be free but surprisingly he said he was busy too, although he didn’t specify what he would be doing.
My last option was Mark. Obviously, we probably wouldn’t end up having sex, but I was sure with enough drinks, he probably would pleasure me with his fingers or mouth. If that happened, I probably could take the next logical step of stuffing his cock inside me.
Unfortunately, Mark was busy too. He was having a BBQ at Jasmine’s place that night. That sort of surprised me. Did that mean that they had made up already? Or was he merely helping out? He did ask if I wanted to drop by but I told him I was still recovering and possibly infectious. He said it didn’t really matter. Everyone was almost fully vaccinated, and he was sure they wouldn’t mind taking MC. I told him I’d think about it. No doubt everyone would be there, and I was pretty sure I wouldn’t get to spend much time with Mark since he’d most likely be bbq-ing. Then again, I probably didn’t want to act like a slut and throw myself at him in front of all of them. They probably knew or at the very least suspected what happened behind closed doors, but that didn’t mean that I should do it openly.
Since I doubted anything was going to happen that night, I went back to sleep, only waking up for dinner and stoning in front of the TV again.
My doorbell rang around 1030pm. I wondered who it was. Mike wasn’t going to be home till late, and I was sure deliveries didn’t happen that late.
I peeped through the peephole, wondering if I needed to put on a bra or something. Seeing who it was, I opened the door anyway.
Me: Hello! What a surprise.
EoS: Erm. Wear a bra please.
Me: I’m at home. Who wears bras at home?
EoS: Fine.
Me: You wanna come in? Or?
EoS: Nah. Just dropping off some food for you on my way back.
Me: Oh how sweet!
He passed me a bag of stuff wrapped in foil. I don’t know why, but I purposely pulled the back of my t-shirt tighter, enhancing my chest slightly.
Me: I’m home alone…
EoS: And? You’re afraid of ghosts?
Me: Loneliness perhaps.
EoS: Can’t help you there.
Me: I’m horny.
EoS: Use your hand.
Me: You’re a tough one.
EoS: So I’ve heard.
Me: I’ve got alcohol…
EoS: I already drank with you guys before.
Me: Don’t say you didn’t enjoy it.
EoS: Well… No more.
Me: Ok.
EoS: He’ll probably be free after midnight. After he cleans up.
Me: Oh.
EoS: Well take care then.
Me: Am I not desirable?
EoS: I’m sure you are. Ten years ago, I’d probably have you calling out to whatever god you worship.
Me: You sure are confident. You might be the one screaming instead.
EoS: Highly unlikely.
Me: Oh ya. You barely had any expression when I was playing with it. Weirdo.
EoS: Some semblance of self-control.
Me: Last chance. Are you coming in or not?
EoS: Nope. Enjoy your supper. There are hot dogs in there.
Me: Very funny.
EoS: Good night June.
Me: Night.
I closed the door after he left. Maybe I wasn’t what he wanted. Then again, nobody knew what he wanted. He was just like Mark. Except Mark was ok with doing some stuff with me, just never crossing the line. Maybe I should really get Tom to drag EoS to April and let her have her way with him. Maybe she might be what she wanted. Who knows.
I unwrapped the foil package and there were indeed hot dogs, some crabsticks, satay, otah, what looked like a chicken chop, some beef. I guess there was too much food.
I grabbed a bottle of soju to down with the bbqed stuff while watching TV. Fuck my throat and whatever funny illness I had. At least I stopped coughing for now.
It was slightly past midnight when I dropped Mark a text.
Me: You wanna come over?
Mark: Sure. Let me shower first.
Me: You can shower here.
Mark: I’ve got no clothes there.
Me: And you have clothes at Jasmine’s place?
Mark: Yup.
Me: You moved back in?
Mark: Nope.
Me: Then just shower here. Shower together. I want to eat your hot dog.
Mark: Hahahahaha. What.
Me: I’m fucking horny.
Mark: Can tell.
Me: Come over?
Mark: Not to have sex.
Me: How about oral sex?
Mark: I guess that’s fine.
Me: Please come over faster.
Mark: You should have grabbed EoS.
Me: I should?
Mark: All you need to do is force him. He’ll go with the flow.
Me: Yeah I think I read something like that.
Mark: Why didn’t you?
Me: Didn’t feel right.
Mark: You might have enjoyed it.
Me: I don’t have that same feeling that I have with you la.
Mark: I know. By the way, any soju?
Me: Few bottles, waiting for you.
Mark: Ok. I’ll be over shortly.
He arrived just before 1am and still smelt smokey. Like a piece of bbqed meat. It was probably just his clothes though. I saw that he had brought a duffel bag. He put it on the dining table and took out a towel and a pair of boxers.
Me: I have towels here you know?
Mark: I know.
He headed to the shower.
Mark: You coming?
Whatever illness I had immediately disappeared as I removed my t-shirt, panties and shorts in a flash.
Mark: You’re really eager.
Me: I haven’t been touched for awhile.
Mark: Your husband?
Me: That’s different.
Mark: Different feeling.
Me: Very different. You excite me in a different way.
Mark: I guess Tom excites you in a different way too?
Me: All of you excite me in different ways.
He turned on the shower and tested the temperature before pulling me in. I immediately reached down and tugged as his flaccid penis.
Mark: So fast?
I nodded. But maybe I was a little too eager. He soaped me up sensually with the shower gel, paying extra attention to my breasts and thighs.
Me: Argh. Can you just touch me there already?
He slid his hand in between.
Mark: Here?
I shuddered and nodded at him, looking at him with wide eyes. I stroked his manhood with soapy hands. Yeah, he wasn’t as big as Mike, Tom or EoS, but it was definitely big enough, and he definitely knew how to use it. I felt his fingers circle around my clit, probing it gently.
Me: Fuck…
Any other guy with a hardon as raging as his would have already flipped me around, stuffed it into my wet and waiting hole, and start pounding me hard. This guy merely rubbed me slowly and gently, his other hand cupping my breast. I wanted to kiss him badly, but I also didn’t want to pass him whatever virus I had. I wanked him furiously, hoping to get him aroused enough to want to fuck me. But it obviously wasn’t working and he deflated shortly after, yet he continued pleasuring me with his fingers.
Me: What happened???
Mark: Told you I need pills. Hahaha.
It really was funny how he could joke about it like that. Other guys would probably be devastated if they had ED. Or PE, or hairloss. But Mark was so happy go lucky.
We rinsed off the soap and dried ourselves before heading to the living room. I sat down on the sofa while he headed to the kitchen.
Mark: Mind if I take the soju?
Me: Go ahead.
He took a bottle and I heard him open it. It was probably going to be half gone even before he returned to the living room. And I was right. He returned and set the bottle down onto the coffee table as he knelt between my legs, pushing them apart, I tried pulling him up but he resisted.
Me: I want to blow you.
Mark: No. Just relax.
Me: I’m too relaxed. Need to work out my mouth.
Mark: Haha.
He ignored me and dived in, two fingers inserted and probing as he licked and sucked on my clit. Around five minutes in, I suddenly got flashes of April down there the previous weekend but immediately snapped myself back to reality. I pushed his head away.
Me: Fuck. I need your dick now.
Mark: Huh? You don’t like it?
Me: No. Just got this image of April eating me out.
Mark: Hahahaha what?
Me: Seriously.
He wiped his mouth. I was dripping wet and wanted his hard cock in me. Unfortunately it wasn’t. He sat down and I took it in my mouth, swirling my tongue about. I felt it twitch a little. At least it was growing a little.
Me: Can I put it in please…..
Mark: No.
Me: What if I force myself on you?
Mark: I wouldn’t like that.
Me: But would you stop me?
Mark: Probably not.
Me: Ok then. Can I rub myself on it?
Mark: Sure…
I mounted him and started grinding my clit on his shaft.
Me: Argh…
Mark: You need a cock inside you?
Me: Yesssss….
Mark: What time is Mike getting home?
Me: Who knows. After he started with April…
Mark: He hasn’t had sex with you?
Me: Not this week.
Mark: I thought he usually fucks you damn well cos of the guilt.
Me: I think he’s been very busy at work recently.
Mark: Work? Or…
Me: Maybe April. Haha.
Mark: And you’re ok with it?
Me: At least it’s April and not one of your girls.
Mark: Right. They’re not mine. And I don’t think he’s been over recently.
Me: Really?
Mark: Heard them talking about it. How he disappeared. Like got them all excited for nothing.
Me: What about Tom?
Mark: What about him?
Me: He still meets up with them right?
Mark: Yeah. I probably need whatever drug he’s taking.
Me: Ya right! His stamina is crazy!
Mark: Good for him.
I must have had a couple of mini orgasms already just by rubbing myself on him for the past 5 minutes.
Me: What’s it going to take for you to fuck me?
Mark: Huh?
Me: Why are you holding back? What are you afraid of?
Mark: Nothing?
Me: Then why?
Mark: I’m not hard?
Me: I can make you hard.
Mark: I really don’t want to cross that line.
Me: Yet you’re ok with everything else we’re doing.
Mark: Yup.
Me: You’re weird.
Mark: Definitely.
It was my turn to kneel between his legs.
Me: I’m going to suck you dry.
He didn’t protest so I carried on, licking and caressing his shaft, teasing his head, fondling his balls.
Mark: Slowly. At the head.
I did as I was instructed.
Mark: Just like that. Don’t stop.
I felt his balls sort of retracting. With a soft moan, he spurted and I quickly took him into my mouth, covering the head and swirling my tongue around as I caught a couple more waves of his ejaculation. I coughed and choked a little as his cum filled my mouth.
I crawled onto him and let it pour out of my mouth onto his chest and stomach, forming a sticky pool. I resisted the temptation to start rubbing my clit on him again.
Me: What the fuck? How long did you store?
Mark: A week?
Me: Didn’t you have sex with Nat just now?
Mark: Nope. Bbq.
Me: Fuck. No wonder you were so sensitive today. I should have just put you in.
Mark: And what if I cum inside?
Me: I’ll take the pill.
Mark: Really?
Me: I’ll put a condom on first la.
Mark: Thought you liked raw sex.
Me: Of course I do. With the right partner.
Mark: And cumming inside?
Me: With the right partner.
Mark: And you think I’m right?
Me: I don’t know. Haven’t tried.
Mark: Haha.
Me: I can wait. Until you’re ready.
Mark: Why?
Me: I think it will be worth it.
Mark: I think you’re crazy. You have so many better ones to choose from.
Me: You know sometimes it’s really not about the size… I like the feeling you give me.
Mark: I’m not willing to cross that line yet.
Me: As usual. I think you’re just worried you can’t satisfy me.
I wondered if reverse psychology would work on him.
Mark: Haha. Maybe. Who knows.
Me: Can we cuddle before you go back?
Mark: Sure. But let’s shower first.
Me: Ok.
We went to shower again.
He didn’t really make me cum this time around, but the feeling I got with him was worth it.
We cuddled naked for awhile before he left and I went to bed, somewhat still craving for his cock inside me. It might not fill me up as well as the others, but I wanted to know at the very least what it would feel like having sex with Mark.
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Originally Posted by
junior_cannibal
June, if you have known and met Mark earlier, you should already be one of his FB. Now that he is the other opposite, wants to reject you cause he’s not ready.
Ready for what? I think he’s still confused what becomes him and Jasmine.
Not wanting to cross the line? Hmm.. He’s afraid he might be addicted? Or afraid of losing you as a good friend? Frenching, finger fxxxing… All done, just short of penetration. Ain’t the line between friends and FBs already crossed? Mark sounds like a hooker that offers everything to his client but no frenching.
He’s like a fuck buddy who doesn’t fuck. What is that called?
But yes, I think he’s confused over the whole Jasmine situation.
Mike came home really late. He practically stayed out the whole night, and came back the next morning. I was awakened when the quilt flew off my body, my legs spread apart, and a warm, wet tongue started probing my nether regions.
Me: You fucked April.
Mike: Yeah…
Me: Expected. Haha.
Mike: Wasn’t just me.
Me: Not surprising. And I’m wet already, just put it in please.
He slid in. It felt really good to have a substantial cock inside me after so long.
I thought he was going to pound me hard the way I liked it, the way he usually did after he fucked someone else, but surprisingly, he went slowly, thrusting in and out with purpose, letting me feel every inch on the way in and out. It was vastly different from his jackhammer-like pounding that I enjoyed so much, but this was different.
Mike: You like that?
I nodded.
Me: It’s different. And are you twitching???
Mike: Yup.
He was flexing his cock as he thrust slowly.
Me: Don’t stop. Just keep doing that…
He rubbed my clit slowly in circles. I never really felt such sensations from him this way before. Perhaps I was too used to his hard and fast ways. Then it struck me.
Me: Eh. What the fuck. Did you learn this from April?
Mike: Huh? Nononono.
Me: You don’t usually fuck me like this.
Mike: It was Tom and Darren. I was watching them.
Me: Oh.
Mike: Only Jason fucks hard and fast consistently. Tom and Darren will slow it down.
I thought back about how Tom pleasured me. Mike was right. Tom liked to mix it up, add in his fingers and tongue as well.
Me: Ok. But did you try it on April?
Mike: Nah. I just fucked her hard.
Me: Right. I don’t care who else you fuck, just make sure you save the best for me.
Mike: Don’t I always?
Me: You better.
He bent down to kiss me and I kissed him back. I felt him tensing up halfway, then a single spurt inside me, but he didn’t stop and continued thrusting slowly.
Me: Oi… it’s leaking out.
Mike: We can wash the sheets.
Me: Argh…
I don’t know why but his continued thrusting even though he already came inside me was rather arousing. I could feel his warm cum being spread around, and of course leaking out onto the bedsheets. It was amazing he could still maintain a semi-erection hard enough to make me feel good.
Me: Stop stop…. I want to blow you.
He pulled out and the remnants of his cum seeped out slowly as I pushed him to lie down and took his sticky, salty, a little bitter cock into my mouth.
I got him fully hard again and climbed on. I was already so aroused by rubbing myself on Mark the night before so having Mike fill me up this way now was exactly what I’d been craving. I rode him slowly, grinding my clit against him as his dickhead probed my cervix.
Me: Fuck…..
I brought myself to orgasm again and again, riding him until he deflated. I lay down on his chest.
Mike: I’m glad we still enjoy each other.
Me: Me too.
He pulled me towards him and hugged me tightly, both of us ignoring the sticky and damp sheets, and promptly fell asleep again.
We woke up again sometime just before lunch and took a quick shower before sending the sheets to the laundry and heading to the coffeeshop for lunch.
The rest of the afternoon was spent watching TV as usual.
On Sunday I decided to try something new and actually asked Mike to bring me for a jog early in the morning. Maybe it wasn’t too late to work on my physical fitness. Or was it?
Based on my fitness tracker, I was “jogging” at the extremely casual pace of 12 minutes a kilometre, for less than a kilometre. Mike was probably walking faster than I jogged and he was barely sweating while my entire t-shirt was already wet, thighs burning, knees feeling odd. And obviously I was out of breath. But that could be due to the fact that I had just recovered, or potentially still recovering, from whatever respiratory disorder I was having. We stopped at a fitness corner and Mike started doing some pull-ups and sit-ups to work up a sweat. I watched him like some teenager lusting after the school hunk. And I was getting horny.
We took a stroll back home holding hands. The second Mike shut the door I practically pulled down his tights and swallowed his cock. It was salty but oh so tasty.
Mike: You seem really horny.
Me: Uh-huh.
I got him hard, pushed him onto the floor and climbed onto him, pushing my FBTs aside and sliding his meaty pole into my juicy hole. That was the first mistake. My thighs tensed up weirdly as he went in. I ignored it and started riding. That was the second mistake.
Me: Ow ow ow ow ow ow.
Mike laughed as I rolled off him and onto the floor.
Me: Help! Cramp!
Mike got up and straightened my leg, holding them up, stretching the back of my thighs. It didn’t help obviously.
Me: The front! Cramp at the front!!!
Mike: Oh.
He put my legs back down and bent them at the knees.
Me: Ow ow ow ow ow ow.
Mike: Just relax and lie back.
I was in this super odd position, like kneeling, but lying back. But it helped with stretching the front of my thighs. I probably should have paid more attention in PE classes.
He straightened my legs out after awhile and started massaging my thighs.
Mike: Better?
I nodded, and guided his hands to the middle.
He looked at me incredulously.
Mike: You still wanna fuck?
I slid his finger in.
Me: I’m so wet.
Mike: Ok then.
He lifted my legs and placed them on his shoulders after removing my shorts, then slid his semi-erect pole in deep. He went slowly again, but probably not on purpose this time as the hard floor probably wasn’t doing wonders for his knees, or my back. Perhaps it was time to get a yoga mat.
Despite the slow pace, he knew exactly where else to rub as he stimulated my clit and nipples.
Mike: Where do you want me to cum?
Me: Anywhere you want.
He pulled out and released a thick stream onto my belly. I spread it around as he came again onto my fingers. I tried to be seductive as I stuck a finger into my mouth and sucked it. But he laughed, and lay down next to me on the floor.
Me: That was nice.
Mike: Yes it was.
Me: The floor sucks though.
Mike: I agree.
We both laughed and got up to shower, leaving sweat stains on the floor.
I went back to work on Monday and Tuesday, there was so much shit to do that I was eagerly anticipating my Wednesday. Tom had texted to see if I wanted him to come over. Of course I did, but I was also worried that I would have too much work to do, and he’d be spending most of his time under my table.
My fears were unfounded of course, and my Wednesday work from home was as boring as usual, with the exception of Tom pleasuring me while I cleared the bulk of my emails. I was beginning to wonder why he still did it. After all, he had so many other choices to choose from, all slimmer, younger (with the exception of April), and possibly more willing to please him. I guess it was the familiarity with me that he enjoyed. Or perhaps he was under the delusion that he was god’s gift to women, of which I definitely wouldn’t dispute that. He was absurdly good at sex, and I was sure the rest of the ladies wouldn’t disagree.
We ended the day with him pounding me hard for way longer than before, probably around half an hour or so, cementing my belief that he indeed was taking some sort of performance enhancing drugs. I checked the condom as well, as despite having cum 4 times already throughout the day, he still had a substantial load, and it looked really thick.
I took a shower then stoned on the sofa, but I was still feeling a little unsatisfied.
Was my sex drive really still so high at this age that even though I had Mike and Tom, and the occasional non-penetrative sex with Mark, I still felt something was missing? Then I thought about April and yeah, I guess I was normal. Or she was just a really late bloomer who was making the most of her time now.
Whatever the case was, I was decidedly happy with the current arrangements, but if Mark decided it was finally ok for us to have proper sex, I obviously wouldn’t mind. Now if only he would get around to sorting his issues with Jasmine and the others. Not that it was all his fault, but I wished he would stop dragging his feet on the matter, and settle things on his end once and for all so at least he could move on.
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junior_cannibal
About Mark, let me guess, given another 12 months, he probably will still be at same spot.
Unless something drastic happens from Jasmine’s. Eg she informs him she decides to just remain in open relationship with the same or even more partners. Or Jasmine wants a super exclusive one with him, perhaps a marriage and both stop all FB they have. The latter is least likely to happen though.
Well, hopefully it’s 12 months and not dunno.how many years like the first time he disappeared from the forum.
It ended up being a rather slow end to the week. For some reason or another, lots of my colleagues seemed to be taking leave, despite the march school holidays already being over.
I was practically alone in the office on Friday so I decided to see if Jasmine was available for lunch.
Turns out, she was, and I met her at a cafe nearby our respective workplaces to avoid the usual lunch crowd at the hawker centre.
She looked pretty fresh-faced and happy and it didn’t feel good to me that Mark was in the state he was in and yet Jasmine seemed to be getting along fine.
Me: How’s everything with Mark?
Jas: He’s ok. Busy with work. Busy on Fridays. Sometimes with you.
Me: Right.
Jas: Come on, everybody knows the relationship you have with him. Surprised that you two haven’t fucked yet.
Me: I don’t think that’s the main point.
Jas: What is then?
Me: What about the two of you?
Jas: I’ve not settled my divorce yet. I’m still with Kate. Alicia joins in sometimes. It’s funny. Mark doesn’t sleep with her anymore either.
Me: Maybe he doesn’t like being used by all of you.
Jas: Maybe he doesn’t like being used by you either.
Me: Ok fine.
Jas: Just fuck him already. I know you’re extremely curious.
Me: He doesn’t want to cross the line.
Jas: Then just cross it for him. But don’t you already have enough sex with Tom and Mike?
Me: I do. Mark is… special.
Jas: He is. To me as well.
Me: Then why not just be with him officially?
Jas: I do want to. He… doesn’t?
Me: Are you sure?
Jas: I thought he would say yes immediately.
Me: Maybe it’s your divorce. Maybe it’s Kate. Maybe he wants Alicia instead?
Jas: Oh. I’ve no issue with that. Alicia wants him too. Although the age gap is… kinda large.
Me: What about Shirlyn? I thought she wanted him too?
Jas: Oh please. She’s having the time of her life now. Sexually at least. You seriously think she would give it up for Mark?
I thought back about what Shirlyn said to me previously and wondered how much of it I could trust.
Me: You know, it would be good to know what Mark really wants. And not just what you or anyone else wants.
Jas: You can try talking to him then. He rarely talks about what he wants. As in truthfully. He’s still sleeping with Nat and Crystal at the moment because he says they’re very clear in what they want from him. But what if suddenly I say I only want sex from him? Is he going to sleep with me too? I don’t think so.
Me: He has feelings for you. He doesn’t have feelings for the others. Not the same kind of feelings he has for you.
Jas: Or you.
Me: He doesn’t have feelings for me la.
Jas: I’m sure he does. Just not the same kind.
Me: Right.
Jas: If you cross that line with him, you’ll see.
Me: See what?
Jas: Either he’ll keep fucking you, or he’ll push you away.
Me: Oh. I don’t want that.
Jas: Sex? Or being cast aside?
Me: Obviously being cast aside. Mark is very special. The way he treats me.
Jas: Yeah. I can agree with that. He cares too much about others.
Me: Have you two actually had a good talk yet?
Jas: About what? We still hang out, as friends of course.
Me: About your future la! What else? You obviously don’t need sex from him.
Jas: Hahaha. Yeah. Tom’s been fantastic. Wish I had Mike more though.
Me: Go ahead.
Jas: You sure? Haha. Wonder where Tom finds the time though.
Me: I’m sure he has a strict schedule. Like on Wednesdays he’s mine.
Jas: Oh? I just saw him on Wednesday too.
Me: At night?
Jas: Yeah.
Me: How in the world…
Jas: He told me he’s on maca. Asked me to try it too. It just made me feel hot.
Me: Can’t just be maca.
Jas: Probably there’s other things as well, who knows. But we benefit right?
Me: Right.
Jas: Anyway, I know for a fact Mark won’t do anything until I’m finally divorced. And as long as I’m with Kate… he’s going to have second thoughts.
Me: Shirlyn and Alicia?
Jas: Like I said, Shirlyn won’t bother at the moment. Alicia… well… I think she’ll be happy even if Mark ends up with me.
Me: Will you two really still be seeing others even if you’re married?
Jas: I don’t see why not. I’m cool with it.
Me: Oh.
Jas: I’ll just let Mark sort out his thoughts. Then see how things go.
Me: That’s probably the best idea.
Jas: Please tell your husband I would like to see him more often. Rebecca was saying he’s the scariest guy she’s ever been with. I don’t recall him being scary at all.
Me: Why can’t you tell him yourself? Or experience it yourself?
Jas: I didn’t get his number. Usually he just comes with Tom. Haha. And he’s so… considerate?
I rolled my eyes and half considered telling Mike to fuck her the way he did to Rebecca.
Me: Right. Give me your phone.
She handed it over. The lock screen was a couple picture of her and Mark. I found that quite hilarious that they looked so happy there yet their current situation wasn’t as such. I keyed in Mike’s number and handed it back.
Me: Just make sure you don’t drain him too badly. Haha.
Jas: Oh I won’t. Crystal on the other hand… and Shirlyn…
Did Mike really fuck all of them so well that they were all craving for him? Perhaps I should just tell him to give all of them the Rebecca treatment.
Me: Don’t need to tell me the details. I don’t need to know.
Jas: He doesn’t talk to you about it?
Me: No. But I know whenever it happens cos he fucks me super well after that. It’s been like this for quite some time. Especially when he suspected I was with someone else.
Jas: That sounds super unhealthy. Aren’t you glad it’s all in the open now?
Me: I am actually. It’s tiring to try to hide.
Jas: But why would you need anyone else when your husband is already fantastic?
Me: Why would you need Kate when Mark is fantastic?
Jas: I asked you first.
Me: I have no answer.
Jas: It’s because we’re greedy and will never be satisfied with just one. We always want to know if there’s anything else out there without sacrificing what we already have. Or rather that’s how I felt with Mark the first time.
Me: Oh. You make us sound just like men.
Jas: I think we are. Just that some of us are better at hiding it.
Me: I never really thought about it this way.
Jas: I think it’s pretty accurate and applicable.
Me: Perhaps.
Jas: Well thanks for chatting.
Me: Should I really just have sex with Mark?
Jas: Yes. Just go for it. Don’t hold yourself back for fear of what happens next. If it happens, it happens, then you deal with it.
Me: Is that how you approached it the first time?
Jas: Well… I was dry for so long, Mark was a nice guy. And he wasn’t someone who was just in it for his own pleasure.
Me: Yeah. I already know that.
Jas: Let’s just say despite having so many guys recently, Mark still gave me the best experience ever.
Me: Stop tempting me. Haha.
Jas: You were already tempted. And I’m jealous of you!
Me: Huh? Why?
Jas: Cos you went further with EoS than anyone else!
Me: What the.
Jas: I read his stories ok. Mark showed me. He’s legendary. But the man doesn’t match the stories. Hahaha.
Me: I’m sure he was what he described himself as back then. Now who knows.
Jas: You know my colleague was his poly junior right? The stories she told us about him. Wow. If only I went to that poly. Might have been fun.
Me: Right.
Jas: Anyway, thanks for catching up and giving me your husband’s number. Don’t worry. I’ll return him in one piece. Haha.
Me: You better.
We finished our lunch and I headed back to the office.
As I was walking back, out of nowhere, I got a text message from Mark.
Mark: You met with Jasmine? Saw you guys.
Me: Yup.
Mark: Why?
Me: Just to catch up
Mark: Oh.
Me: Also cos I’m concerned about you.
Mark: Haha. You don’t need to be.
Me: Right.
Mark: Seriously. Anyway you free tonight?
Me: Soju?
Mark: Yeah. And catch up too?
Me: And sex?
Mark: Hahahaha. You know my stand.
Me: I do.
Mark: See you at 10?
Me: Sure.
I went back to work feeling rejuvenated. As it the excitement of meeting a guy I liked had given me the energy to get through the rest of the day. Of course, there was nothing much to do for the rest of the day anyway and I pretty much stoned at my desk until it was time to head home.
When I reached back, Mike was doing some exercises in front of the TV.
Mike: Hey you.
Me: Hey.
Mike: Why did you give Jasmine my number?
Me: Hahaha oops.
Mike: You know what she wants right?
Me: Yup. Is that why you’re working out now? Hahaha.
Mike: Of course not. I woke up late today so didn’t get to do my morning exercises.
Me: Ya right. You’re buffing yourself up so you’ll look good to her.
Mike: Haha. I don’t need to do that.
Me: I know. But I like it.
I went to him and pulled his shorts down, swallowing his sweaty cock.
Mike: Can you at least let me finish my work out?
Me: No. You can do you pushups on top of me.
Mike: Very funny.
Me: I’m serious. Fuck my mouth.
Mike: What…
His voice sounded reluctant, but his cock was twitching madly.
I lay on the floor. I really should tell Mike to get a proper yoga mat. He was doing his exercises on the floor and it was sticky and sweaty. He positioned himself above me in the 69 position, thrusting his cock into my waiting mouth while attempting to do his pushups.
Mike: Argh. Stop…
I guess he couldn’t concentrate with my tongue swirling around his dickhead.
I dragged him into the shower and stripped quickly, turning around and facing my butt to him.
Me: Fuck me.
Mike: Sure.
Me: But don’t cum. Save it for Jasmine.
Mike: Huh???
Me: I want you to give her the Rebecca package.
Mike: Oh…. Ok….
He slid in and fucked me slowly. Concentrating on the supposed g-spot area while rubbing my clit.
Me: Fuck…….
I was so horny and aroused that I practically squirted in a couple of minutes.
Mike: That’s fast.
Me: I know right. I’m so confused right now. It used to take ages.
Mike: Yeah.
He slid in again.
Me: Shit…. What are you doing???
Mike: Making you squirt again?
Me: Fuck fuck fuck!
He did the same thing over and over again, pulling out when he felt me tighten to let me squirt, then immediately thrusting it back in. I was already getting dizzy and the floor looked like we had just taken a shower. I tried pushing him away. My legs were weak.
Me: I’m pretty sure that’s pee.
Mike: It doesn’t smell like pee.
He thrust in again.
Me: Oh god.
For someone who usually fucked me well after I or he had fucked someone else, Mike was turning the tables on me this time.
He finally let me go after 45 minutes. My legs were trembling, the floor was wet, and he was still hard. Was he taking the same drugs as Tom?
I smacked his chest.
Me: Idiot! Why torture me like that???
Mike: But you liked it.
Me: Of course I did.
Mike: I guess I’m practicing for later?
Me: You better kill her on the bed.
Mike: Why?
Me: I don’t know. Punish her a bit. I’m not happy with the way she treated Mark.
Mike: That’s the weirdest punishment ever. And I’m not so sure you should be the judge and jury. You’re treating Mark practically the same way.
Me: Oi!
I sighed.
Me: I guess you’re right in a sense.
Mike: Either he becomes another FWB or he remains a friend. Don’t leave him hanging in between.
Me: I hate it when you’re right.
Mike: I already bought more condoms. They’re in the drawer. And… we can just wash the sheets again.
Me: Haha. You know I avoided moving to the bedroom with him because I don’t wanna tempt myself cos he doesn’t wanna go all the way.
Mike: The things you’ve done, might as well go all the way. Trust me. Don’t leave him hanging. Either do it, or don’t even do everything else.
Me: Nah. He sees Nat on Fridays. Probably won’t have anything left for me anyway. Haha.
Mike: Who knows. Anyway let’s just shower and grab dinner. I’m getting hungry already.
We showered and headed to the coffeeshop for dinner.
I was getting confused. Even my husband was telling me to go all the way with Mark. Was there something I was missing here?
I guess I’d find out later.
I actually fell asleep on the sofa after dinner after Mike left for his tryst with Jasmine. Or at least that’s what I assumed.
I was awakened by the door bell ringing and I sleepily went to answer it. Hilariously, Mark was there holding an NTUC plastic bag.
Mark: Freezer! Lend me your freezer!
Me: Huh?
He rushed in and went straight to the kitchen, unloading 6 tubs of Haagen-Dazs ice cream into my freezer.
Me: What’s the occasion?
Mark: It was on offer. I decided to grab some on the way over.
Me: 6 is not some.
Mark: I got some for you.
Me: Ah. Fuck. I’m already so fat. No….
He reached over and rubbed my tummy.
Mark: That’s not really fat. Can be fatter.
Me: What the fuck???
I reached down and rubbed his dick through his berms.
Me: Could be bigger.
We both laughed.
Mark: Genetics wouldn’t allow that.
Me: I can make it bigger temporarily. Just add saliva…
Mark: Haha. Sure. Maybe later.
Me: Can I rub on it too?
Mark: Sure… but I gotta warn you. I’m actually quite horny today.
Me: Oh?
Mark: Didn’t meet with Nat.
Me: Why not?
Mark: She didn’t feel like having period sex.
Me: Oh? I’d be extra horny if it was my period.
Mark: Well… don’t wanna force her.
Me: What about Crystal?
Mark: I rarely meet her these days actually.
Me: Why not?
Mark: Tom’s taken over. Haha.
Me: And you’re ok with it?
Mark: Yeah? Why not? She only wants sex. She’s got someone better now.
Me: You seem pretty chill about it.
Mark: I have two hands. I can take care of my own needs.
Me: Right. Tons of girls want to have sex with you and you’re using your hand…
Mark: Nothing wrong with that. Just because they want to sleep with me doesn’t mean I’ll reciprocate.
Me: That’s true I guess. But you poor thing.
I rubbed his cock over his berms again.
Mark: Eh… stop la. I might just make you blow me.
Me: You know I enjoy that.
Mark: I might just cum from your blowjob.
Me: Yes please.
Mark: What if I can’t get hard again after that?
Me: Haha. Just add saliva!
Mark: Hahaha. So which flavour do you want?
Me: Cock!
Mark: The ice cream.
Me: Oh. I don’t know. I was always more of a Ben & Jerry’s girl.
Mark: Explains why you like bjs.
Me: There’s no link.
Mark: Oh well.
I looked at the flavours, probably only the Dark Chocolate Ganache & Almond caught my eye. I pointed to it.
Me: This one.
Mark: Damn. Should have gotten more. That’s my favourite.
Me: Oh. I can have another one then.
Mark: Nah. It’s fine. It’s really good.
Me: Is it good with cock too?
Mark: Er…
Me: You never had food play before?
Mark: Seems like a waste.
Me: Haha. It’s quite fun.
Mark: And messy. Sticky.
Me: That’s what showers are for.
Mark: I don’t like to waste food.
Me: Oh it won’t go to waste. Trust me.
He shrugged and took the ice cream from the freezer, opened the fridge and got a bottle of soju. I went to get spoons.
He had already sat down on the sofa and opened the ice cream to let it thaw. I decided to let him have some appetizers first so I removed my t-shirt and straddled him.
Mark: Woah… I already said I’m quite horny today. Don’t make it worse.
I could actually feel his dick twitching a little in his berms under me. I guided his face to my chest.
Me: Eat.
He cupped my breasts gently and took a nipple into his mouth, suckling a like a baby, except babies didn’t usually flick on them with their tongues. Or did they? I wouldn’t know. I moaned softly as he moved over to my other tit, leaving a trail of saliva as he ran his tongue across my chest.
I had just been fucked a couple of hours ago but now, all I wanted was Mark inside me. I reached down and unzipped him, sticking my hand in. There was a huge sticky spot on his boxers from his precum. I grabbed the shaft and ran my thumb around the head. He bit down on my nipple lightly.
Mark: Fuck… don’t do that… it’s sensitive.
I wanked him slowly, using his foreskin to stimulate his dickhead.
He pushed my head down. Frankly speaking, I was actually waiting for him to do that. I scrambled off the sofa and popped his throbbing shaft into my mouth, swirling my tongue around as I massaged his balls. I went all the way down, deepthroating him, his size was just perfect for that. I held it there for a couple of seconds, before coming back up.
He looked at me.
Mark: Do you want to have sex?
Me: Yes!
Mark: Are you very sure?
Me: Only if you want to.
Mark: I’m so horny right now. But I don’t want to destroy whatever we have now.
Me: Yeah. Me too.
Mark: You understand right?
Me: Yup. But I also understand that you’re fucking horny. So now I’m going to suck you dry.
I swallowed his cock again.
Mark: Oh shit!
I went slowly at first, teasing his dickhead, feeling him twitch as I hit his sensitive spots, and release a little precum each time. The poor guy was already slumped back onto the sofa just enjoying my blowjob. He really must have been super horny.
Within minutes it felt like he was going to cum so I increased the pace, massaging his balls lightly.
He practically exploded into my mouth. I felt the forceful spurt of his cum hitting the back of my throat as he came vigorously and copiously. I took it all in, kept it in my mouth, and cleaned up his cock nicely.
I let his cum out of my mouth onto my hands.
Me: Oh wow. Is this the topping for the ice cream?
Mark: No. Haha.
Me: I’ve never seen you cum this much..
Mark: Like I said. Horny.
Me: Wow. If you came this much inside me, it would flow out immediately.
Mark: It probably would.
Me: Did you like it?
Mark: Of course.
Me: Can I make it hard and rub on you?
Mark: Maybe later? Need to rest.
Me: Ok then.
I went to wash my hands and rinse my mouth. Perhaps I should have just passed it back to him.
I went back and took my t-shirt, intending to put it on, but Mark stopped me, laying me down on the sofa, removing my shorts and panties and spreading my legs.
Mark: Let me pleasure you.
Me: Ok.
Mark went down on me. I was somehow still sensitive from Mike’s rubbing just now and I instinctively clamped my thighs onto Mark’s head the second his tongue touched my clit.
Mark: Woah. Sorry. Did I hurt you?
Me: No… just sensitive.
Mark: Oh.
He licked me gently, more gentle than usual, and he inserted a finger, then two inside me. He started probing around, probably trying to find the g-spot. I doubt anything would happen, after all, I probably squirted myself dry earlier.
But he was down there way longer than I was giving him a blowjob. Was he trying to make me squirt with his fingers and mouth?
Me: Eh… stop la… you’re making me want your cock inside.
Mark: Nah.
He continued making me moan softly with his deft tongue and finger skills.
Me: Please… don’t torture me… just fuck me…
Mark: Nah.
I had half a mind to pounce on him and rape him, but luckily my saner mind prevailed and I just let him eat me to his hearts content. He finally stopped after half an hour and left me there panting as he went to wash his face and fingers.
I was still in the same position when he returned.
Mark: Damn. The ice cream has melted.
Me: You don’t say.
Mark: Oh well.
He scooped a little of the melted ice cream and dribbled it onto my breasts, before licking it up.
Me: Hey!
Mark: Is this how you do it?
Me: Nono. Coat your cock in it and feed it to me.
Mark: Seriously?
Me: Yeah.
He dribbled it onto his cock and brought it near my face. I gobbled it up hungrily.
Me: Oh. It does taste nice.
Mark: The ice cream?
Me: No, your cock.
Mark: Right.
Me: I really really want to get fucked by you.
Mark: I know.
Me: Do you wanna cross the line?
Mark: Nah.
Me: I’m going crazy already. The way you tease and pleasure me.
Mark: I know.
Me: Then why?
Mark: I’m testing you.
Me: Why?
Mark: For fun. Just to see how far you wanna take this.
Me: Urgh. You’re so dead.
Mark: But I really really don’t want to cross that line with you. Yet.
Me: Fine. I’m going to eat the ice cream and your dick until it falls off.
Mark: Very funny.
But I did so anyway, along with drinking soju, until we were both tired, eventually going to shower before taking a short nap on the sofa naked.
I awoke around 4am. Mike still wasn’t home so I blew Mark, got him hard, and started grinding on him. I was sure he was pretending to be asleep but I couldn’t tell. His hard cock was twitching away as I rubbed along his shaft, moving closer and closer to his dickhead.
Mark: You can put it in if you want.
Me: Nah.
I continued grinding myself to many mini orgasms.
Mark: Really. I’m ok if you want to.
Me: Nah.
I must have rubbed and grinded for half an hour. Mark’s dick would probably be full of abrasions if I wasn’t wet at all.
I got off him.
Me: Shiok right? Denying me with one word.
Mark: Haha.
Me: But honestly I wanted to slip it in. Raw.
Mark: Oh.
Me: That’s how horny I am.
Mark: What if I cum inside?
Me: Cum lor. I’m that horny.
Mark: Right. You’re living dangerously.
Me: So are you.
Mark: Where’s Mike by the way? He hasn’t been home all night.
Me: He’s out. Doesn’t matter. I get to spend time with you.
Mark: Yeah. I enjoy spending this time with you.
Me: Even though we don’t have sex?
Mark: Especially since we don’t really have sex.
Me: Oh.
Mark: I don’t mind the sex obviously. But I don’t want everything to be about sex.
Me: Nat and Crystal?
Mark: Those two already made it clear it’s for the sex. And I agreed.
Me: Shirlyn?
Mark: I don’t know what she’s up to these days, but I don’t think we can have the same relationship we had before. If I can even call that a relationship.
Me: Jasmine?
Mark: We’ll see. She’s not divorced yet.
Me: You really ok if she’s still with Kate?
Mark: Of course. As long as I’m not asked to fuck Kate. I don’t really enjoy that.
Me: But she blew you? You gave her oral sex?
Mark: I’m fine with that actually.
Me: Interesting.
Mark: Why?
Me: Nothing. Just interesting.
Mark: Right.
Me: Anyway… you wanna go to the room and sleep properly?
Mark: Nah. I should be getting home soon. Before Mike comes home.
Me: Oh please. Even if he comes home while you’re fucking me on the bed, I’ll just ask him to join in. Double penetration. Hahahahaha.
Mark: Haha. I thought your curiosity was already satisfied.
Me: Yeah. But it was kind of fun.
Mark: I’m sure it was.
Me: So you’re going now?
Mark: Yup.
Me: Ok then.
We got dressed and he packed the remainder of his ice cream into the bag.
Me: You wanna do this weekly?
Mark: Do what? Almost have sex? Haha.
Me: Hang out.
Mark: If I’m free, sure.
Me: Ok. We’ll play by ear.
Mark: Ok. I’ll make a move first.
Me: Good night Mark.
Mark: Good night June.
I took another shower and went to bed.
Mike was probably fucking Jasmine’s brains out. Maybe Crystal too. I hope he left some for me.
As expected, Mike didn’t come back until it was nearing lunch time the next day. And for some reason or another, he had bought me the hokkien mee from Kovan again. He looked extremely tired though, and I let him go to bed after he showered. Was I perhaps too demanding in my request to give Jasmine the Rebecca package? If Crystal was there too, he probably had to do the same for her as well.
After my lunch I headed out to the NTUC as well, to check out the ice cream offers. I never really had Haagen-Dazs on a regular basis before, but based on what I ate last night, it was pretty good, and at that price point during the offer, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to stock up. And of course, have some spares to eat with a side dish of cock when desired.
Maybe I went overboard, but I did manage to get 6 tubs of the Dark Chocolate Ganache & Almond flavour. Boy was Mike going to be surprised. Maybe I should get some Ben & Jerry’s too, but my freezer space was limited.
I reached home, dumped everything in the freezer then jumped on Mike, waking him up.
Mike: Woah.
Me: How was your night?
Mike: Bad.
Me: Why?
Mike: I did as you asked me too.
Me: With Jasmine?
Mike: Yes?
Me: Oh. I kind of expected someone else to be there.
Mike: Then I wouldn’t be lying here right now. I’d be in the hospital.
Me: Really?
Mike: I fucked her hard. Non-stop. For as long as I could. Same way I fucked Rebecca.
Me: And?
Mike: When I was done, all she said was “That’s it?”
Me: Are you serious?
Mike: Yeah. Then she said “Again.” So I went again. And again and again.
Me: Wow.
Mike: It must have been hours.
Me: Without rest?
Mike: Of course I rested in between. She just blew me or wanked me.
Me: Damn.
Mike: When I left she asked when I’d be over again.
Me: Hahaha. I really wasn’t expecting that.
Mike: She’s quite tough and fit.
Me: So what did you tell her?
Mike: Nothing? I can’t. It’s crazy. She’s crazy. Good luck to Mark. Or Tom. Or whoever.
Me: You poor thing.
Mike: Indeed. So how was your night?
Me: It was ok.
Mike: The condoms are untouched.
Me: We didn’t have sex.
Mike: Still?
Me: Yeah.
Mike: You must be pretty horny.
Me: I was… still am. But I think I better let you rest. Haha.
Mike: Yes please.
Me: I’m going to scold Jasmine. I told her to return you in one piece.
Mike: What the.
Me: I should have specified I needed the one piece alive and working.
Mike: Wow. Don’t treat me like an object.
Me: Do you feel that way?
Mike: Not really. But I guess this is how Mark feels?
Me: I see. But more importantly, did you enjoy it?
Mike: Honestly?
Me: Yes.
Mike: I don’t see the need to have sex with anyone else. But when I did, I think it’s somewhat thrilling? But not so many others la. Maybe just April?
Me: Ah ha! You like big boobs?
Mike: It’s not about that. At least I know or rather we know April for so long. There’s things to talk about or do besides sex. With the other girls, it’s just sex. But yeah, I guess I did enjoy it. Probably would enjoy it more when I was younger. Right now, these things shouldn’t be forced, or demanded. As with our relationship, I think it’s better if everything is mutual.
Me: Ok.
Mike: One more thing.
Me: Yeah?
Mike: Don’t offer the Rebecca package anymore. It’s madness.
Me: Haha. I hope you didn’t get her addicted then.
Mike: I hope not.
Me: Go back to sleep.
I left him in the room and went back to the sofa.
I was beginning to understand a little bit more.
In some ways, Mike was like Mark, doing what I wanted to do, whether he wanted to or not, he just wanted to make me happy. Also, his response didn’t seem like he was reluctant, but more contemplative.
Similarly, Mark was doing everything he could in order to make Jasmine happy. I guess she went a little overboard there. I assume for most guys, having tons of sex with multiple women is like a dream come true. But some of them probably had a limit, and once the threshold was crossed, they would probably end up the way Mark was now. Disillusioned. Maybe that was what happened to EoS. The way he was before as he described in his story compared to the way he was now. I think there was a little part of him that still wanted part of his old life but something happened along the way to make him reevaluate. Perhaps what he was doing now was just a test to himself? I should be glad then that I didn’t lose control and push him over whatever his limit was. Perhaps Tom had told him that I could be trusted? At least that’s what I hoped. Maybe Mark is going through the same process of reevaluation now and I really shouldn’t do anything that would push him over the edge.
Perhaps I should share this new revelation, accurate or not, with Jasmine to see if she felt the same way.
But everyone is different, we’re all made to think and act differently, and if there was something I could do to help Mark move on with his life, I would definitely do it.
I didn’t get Tom over on Wednesday. It wasn’t because I wasn’t horny or anything, I guess I’m always horny, but I think it was more because I was somehow evaluating my situation as well?
Of course he texted me to ask if everything was ok, but I just told him I had a lot of work to clear.
Friday soon came as well and I’d have to disappoint anyone who was looking forward to updates of my Friday shenanigans with Mark. I told him I didn’t really feel like hanging out and was sorry. Of course, he too asked if everything was ok and said I had nothing to be sorry about. I didn’t say much but left it at that and he didn’t probe further.
I spent the entire Saturday out with Mike, exploring new food places, he somehow was having a craving for noodles so we ended up having so many different kinds of noodles. Ramen, hand-pulled noodles, pasta. I swear I was feeling so fat from the overloading of carbs. I probably needed to have more sex just to burn off those calories since I didn’t really do any other kinds of exercises anyway.
I think April and Jasmine sort of sensed that I wanted to spend time with my husband so neither of them actually asked if he was available to meet them.
It was like we were dating again, having spent so much of the past years not actually dating. Mike was still pretty much the same, doing mostly whatever I wanted to do, trying his best to make me happy.
I was feeling a little guilty though, with all the things I did before. First with Dan, then Ben, then Dan again, then Tom, and of course now Mark.
Was this the person I really was? Back then I could probably excuse my behaviour with youthful impulsiveness. But what about now? I was nearing the age where if we actually had kids early, they would be teenagers. How would I react if I had a son or daughter and they were doing the same things? I guess that was something I would never know as we never really intended to have kids.
Sunday was spent at home doing chores. Surprisingly, Mike never turned on his computer. I was so sure that whatever football club he was managing now was calling out to him. Instead, we spent most of the time at home in each other’s arms, teasing each other, having amazing sex almost everywhere except on the bed. For almost a second there I actually didn’t crave for Tom, or even Mark. It was indeed strange considering what we both had been doing the past few months.
Hilariously, April did contact me on Sunday and asked if we wanted to have dinner with her and John. I wanted to decline, but Mike was ok with it so we headed out to this seafood place somewhere in Sembawang. It wasn’t the most idea considering all we heard along the way was thunder, along with the darkened skies. At least it was a coffeeshop, but I hated being out in the rain. Such weather would be best for rolling in bed.
Dinner was good. I avoided noodles but we had crab, clams, prawns among other things. I wondered what the occasion was.
Apparently, John was getting posted overseas for a while and he wanted Mike to take care of April’s needs. Seems like he didn’t really trust Tom that much I guess. Needless to say, I wasn’t that pleased, knowing April’s current appetite. Of course Mike tried to decline but I sort of okayed the arrangement. Was I treating him like an object? Maybe. Perhaps. He could always talk to me if needed. We weren’t having problems with it anyway. Not that I knew of. In any case, John said he felt more at ease if it was Mike and not some random dude who fucked well. Hilarious really. How the both of them went from almost divorcing to having an open marriage.
After dinner Mike and I went home but took a long slow walk around the estate to work off the calories.
Walking with him hand in hand felt so comforting.
Me: Are you really ok with what John suggested?
Mike: I’d rather not. But if it makes you happy, you know I’ll do it.
Me: Well… Honestly, I’d just let Tom do it. And whoever else he can come up with.
Mike: Haha. Yeah. She and Tom have a great sexual chemistry I think.
Me: I think Tom has a great sexual chemistry with everyone…
Mike: No doubt about that. Or April is really too horny.
Me: Well, he’s getting old. One day, he’ll probably be suffering from the exertions.
Mike: Well, there’s so many guys. Darren, Jason, Mark maybe. EoS too, assuming he decides to join in.
Me: I doubt he will. At the most he’ll just let her play with his cock. Then leave. I bet she’s gonna be so pissed if that happens.
Mike: Why? Were you pissed when it happened?
Me: Nah. Was just a little confused. Like he could have asked for more. But he didn’t. Weird guy. Rejected me so easily. Made me feel like maybe I wasn’t good enough or wasn’t doing it right.
Mike: Mark rejects you all the time.
Me: Oh that’s different. He actively reciprocates. Just not with his cock in me.
Mike: Maybe he’s feeling inadequate.
Me: I suspect that too. Plus I keep saying I like big cocks.
Mike: Lucky me then.
Me: Ya la. It’s all your fault. The first cock I had was already so big. But you know it’s not all about that.
Mike: Yup. So I’m doubly lucky. Haha.
Me: Indeed. I’m also lucky there aren’t tons of girls addicted to your cock.
Mike: I don’t need tons of girls addicted to my cock. Just one will do.
He stroked my arm.
Me: So sweet. And don’t turn me on now. I’ll drag you into the handicapped toilet and ride you.
Mike: It’s really really far away.
Me: Ya. So don’t turn me on now. Haha.
I practically dragged Mike home and stripped him the second the door was closed. It was funny how a simple sentence of validation and a light stroke of my arm could turn me on like this.
I pushed him onto the sofa and showed him my appreciation with my mouth, then my pussy, riding him till I came a couple of times before we went to shower.
It was nice spending so much time together with Mike for a change.