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Originally Posted by
haikim999
Wow that’s really nice… Pls share more stories of him fking other ladies…. Wonder how she looks like? Any lookalike photos of her?
Do u get jealous of him fking another lady?
Not anymore.
In the past I’d get jealous even he even if he was only talking to his classmates. Now I’m different.
So apparently I had no clients for the next few hours so I spent the time surfing the web and watching youtube. It was a good idea bringing my laptop.
I headed out around the area looking for an early dinner but couldn’t find anything I was interested in, eventually just getting cup noodles from 7-11.
Dan texted around 5pm, my next client would be at 6pm. This time the agent fee was 20% and the client had booked me for 2 hours.
I freshened up and waited.
At 545pm the doorbell rang and I opened it.
If I had testicles, I swear they would had retracted into my body when I opened the dooe. Shit.
John: June????
Me: John????
He turned to leave. But I needed to get him back. He was, after all, Mike’s good friend. What if he told Mike what I was doing? Although he seemed ok with me fucking Dan and Tom, I dreaded to find out what he would think about this.
I dragged him into the room and shut the door.
Me: Does April know?
J: Does Mike know?
I think we both knew the answer as neither decided to answer.
J: I won’t tell him if you don’t tell her.
Me: I rarely talk to her nowadays anyway.
We sat down on the bed.
J: So why?
Me: Money issues. Mostly.
J: The bond? It’s paid back in installments. It’s manageable.
Me: That asshole already broke two bonds. And I had to take a pay cut at work.
J: Yeah… Well… aren’t there any other options?
Me: Our savings are being depleted. We have to pay for the house stuff and car.
J: Well… can’t really say anything about it. He’s my bro. I have to support his decisions whether they make any sense or not.
Me: Fine. Whatever. So are we going to do this or not?
J: Err…
Me: You’re already here.
He handed over $800 and I kept it in the safe.
Somehow this was turning out to be a perfect yet warped opportunity to take some revenge on Mike.
Imagine me fucking his best friend behind his back. And getting paid for it. But April… I wouldn’t know how to face her if she found out.
I hurriedly unbuckled his jeans and removed his t-shirt. He still maintained his body even at this age. Perks of being in the armed forces I guess.
I fondled the famous bulge through his briefs. The bulge that got April interested in him in the first place. I pulled down his briefs and it sprung out.
And it wasn’t very impressive. Mike was bigger. Dan was bigger. Tom was bigger. It probably looked big due to his toned body. But whatever, I had taken his money. Now I was going to fuck him well.
I didn’t even bother to bring him to the shower, pulling back the foreskin and taking his dick into my mouth. It was slightly salty. To be fair, he was thick, but not that long. I deepthroated him with ease.
He held on to my head as I sucked him, thrusting my mouth slightly. I caressed his balls, then felt them tighten. He released his load into my waiting mouth and I swallowed it.
J: Damn. That was fast. Mike’s a lucky guy.
Me: He rarely touches me these days.
J: Oh? Sounds exactly like April.
Me: Tell me all about it later.
I dragged him to the shower.
He played with my breasts and rubbed my clit as I soaped him. I could tell he was very eager to stick his hard cock into me. But I guess he sort of respected me in a way as we didn’t have condoms in the shower. Or maybe he was afraid I might have some disease as I was in this line now. Whatever it was, I tortured him with my mouth and fingers in the shower almost milking a second shot out of him but he stopped me. He wanted to fuck.
We dried up and went to the bed. He capped himself first before going down on me. It wasn’t bad, but he wasn’t as good as the others I had. But I was still very wet anyway. Perhaps it was the thrill of this revenge thing.
He entered me in missionary. His thick cock stretched me a little. It was nice, and the length was good enough to stimulate my g-spot. He fucked me hard and fast while rubbing my clit. I don’t know why or how, but he was one of the rare few who came close to making me cum in the missionary position.
Me: Don’t stop. I’m cumming.
J: Me too.
Unfortunately he came first and the feeling disappeared. I figured it out.
Mr. One Position. Maybe that’s why April hardly had sex with him. He was so vanilla it was boring. Even though he ate pussy at a relatively reasonable level, his penetrative game was bad.
He pulled out and removed the condom.
We went to shower again.
I tried to blow him but he pushed me away, saying his dick was too sensitive and his two shots were done. How considerate of him.
We lay in bed after showering.
Me: So about April…
J: Yeah. I don’t know why. Everything was fine for the first couple of years. Then suddenly she lost interest.
Me: How often do you do it?
J: Twice a week?
Me: You always cum in missionary?
J: Yeah.
Me: I think you need to try other positions.
J: She doesn’t want to.
Me: Really?
J: Maybe she doesn’t know how? Or not adventurous enough to try?
Me: I’ll show you. You teach her.
J: And where am I going to say I learnt it from?
Me: Porn?
J: Right.
I mounted him. He wasn’t hard so I just sat there on his flaccid dick.
Me: So woman on top. Either kneeling or squatting. Both work. She can face either way too. Try it.
J: Ok.
I got on my knees.
Me: Doggy style. You’re in control of the depth and pace.
J: Ok.
I lay on my stomach.
Me: I like this a lot. Don’t know if she does, but you can try.
J: Ok.
I lay down and motioned for him to come over. I placed my legs on his shoulder.
Me: This let’s you go deeper.
His dick was slowly getting hard.
Me: Do you want to put it in and try?
J: Sure.
He went to get the condom and I nearly stopped him. Forgetting that he was now a client.
He tried the new position.
J: Oh wow. Ok. Now I get it.
Me: Want to try the rest?
J: Sure.
I showed him a couple more positions that I did with Tom the night before. John was pretty impressed. I was like his personal sex therapist now.
He didn’t cum for the third shot and hence didn’t offer more money. It didn’t bother me though. It kind of felt good helping out a friend, and of course taking my small revenge on Mike.
John left shortly before his two hours were up and I transferred Dan his fees, then waited for the next client information.
So apparently I had no clients for the next few hours so I spent the time surfing the web and watching youtube. It was a good idea bringing my laptop.
I headed out around the area looking for an early dinner but couldn’t find anything I was interested in, eventually just getting cup noodles from 7-11.
Dan texted around 5pm, my next client would be at 6pm. This time the agent fee was 20% and the client had booked me for 2 hours.
I freshened up and waited.
At 545pm the doorbell rang and I opened it.
If I had testicles, I swear they would had retracted into my body when I opened the dooe. Shit.
John: June????
Me: John????
He turned to leave. But I needed to get him back. He was, after all, Mike’s good friend. What if he told Mike what I was doing? Although he seemed ok with me fucking Dan and Tom, I dreaded to find out what he would think about this.
I dragged him into the room and shut the door.
Me: Does April know?
J: Does Mike know?
I think we both knew the answer as neither decided to answer.
J: I won’t tell him if you don’t tell her.
Me: I rarely talk to her nowadays anyway.
We sat down on the bed.
J: So why?
Me: Money issues. Mostly.
J: The bond? It’s paid back in installments. It’s manageable.
Me: That asshole already broke two bonds. And I had to take a pay cut at work.
J: Yeah… Well… aren’t there any other options?
Me: Our savings are being depleted. We have to pay for the house stuff and car.
J: Well… can’t really say anything about it. He’s my bro. I have to support his decisions whether they make any sense or not.
Me: Fine. Whatever. So are we going to do this or not?
J: Err…
Me: You’re already here.
He handed over $800 and I kept it in the safe.
Somehow this was turning out to be a perfect yet warped opportunity to take some revenge on Mike.
Imagine me fucking his best friend behind his back. And getting paid for it. But April… I wouldn’t know how to face her if she found out.
I hurriedly unbuckled his jeans and removed his t-shirt. He still maintained his body even at this age. Perks of being in the armed forces I guess.
I fondled the famous bulge through his briefs. The bulge that got April interested in him in the first place. I pulled down his briefs and it sprung out.
And it wasn’t very impressive. Mike was bigger. Dan was bigger. Tom was bigger. It probably looked big due to his toned body. But whatever, I had taken his money. Now I was going to fuck him well.
I didn’t even bother to bring him to the shower, pulling back the foreskin and taking his dick into my mouth. It was slightly salty. To be fair, he was thick, but not that long. I deepthroated him with ease.
He held on to my head as I sucked him, thrusting my mouth slightly. I caressed his balls, then felt them tighten. He released his load into my waiting mouth and I swallowed it.
J: Damn. That was fast. Mike’s a lucky guy.
Me: He rarely touches me these days.
J: Oh? Sounds exactly like April.
Me: Tell me all about it later.
I dragged him to the shower.
He played with my breasts and rubbed my clit as I soaped him. I could tell he was very eager to stick his hard cock into me. But I guess he sort of respected me in a way as we didn’t have condoms in the shower. Or maybe he was afraid I might have some disease as I was in this line now. Whatever it was, I tortured him with my mouth and fingers in the shower almost milking a second shot out of him but he stopped me. He wanted to fuck.
We dried up and went to the bed. He capped himself first before going down on me. It wasn’t bad, but he wasn’t as good as the others I had. But I was still very wet anyway. Perhaps it was the thrill of this revenge thing.
He entered me in missionary. His thick cock stretched me a little. It was nice, and the length was good enough to stimulate my g-spot. He fucked me hard and fast while rubbing my clit. I don’t know why or how, but he was one of the rare few who came close to making me cum in the missionary position.
Me: Don’t stop. I’m cumming.
J: Me too.
Unfortunately he came first and the feeling disappeared. I figured it out.
Mr. One Position. Maybe that’s why April hardly had sex with him. He was so vanilla it was boring. Even though he ate pussy at a relatively reasonable level, his penetrative game was bad.
He pulled out and removed the condom.
We went to shower again.
I tried to blow him but he pushed me away, saying his dick was too sensitive and his two shots were done. How considerate of him.
We lay in bed after showering.
Me: So about April…
J: Yeah. I don’t know why. Everything was fine for the first couple of years. Then suddenly she lost interest.
Me: How often do you do it?
J: Twice a week?
Me: You always cum in missionary?
J: Yeah.
Me: I think you need to try other positions.
J: She doesn’t want to.
Me: Really?
J: Maybe she doesn’t know how? Or not adventurous enough to try?
Me: I’ll show you. You teach her.
J: And where am I going to say I learnt it from?
Me: Porn?
J: Right.
I mounted him. He wasn’t hard so I just sat there on his flaccid dick.
Me: So woman on top. Either kneeling or squatting. Both work. She can face either way too. Try it.
J: Ok.
I got on my knees.
Me: Doggy style. You’re in control of the depth and pace.
J: Ok.
I lay on my stomach.
Me: I like this a lot. Don’t know if she does, but you can try.
J: Ok.
I lay down and motioned for him to come over. I placed my legs on his shoulder.
Me: This let’s you go deeper.
His dick was slowly getting hard.
Me: Do you want to put it in and try?
J: Sure.
He went to get the condom and I nearly stopped him. Forgetting that he was now a client.
He tried the new position.
J: Oh wow. Ok. Now I get it.
Me: Want to try the rest?
J: Sure.
I showed him a couple more positions that I did with Tom the night before. John was pretty impressed. I was like his personal sex therapist now.
He didn’t cum for the third shot and hence didn’t offer more money. It didn’t bother me though. It kind of felt good helping out a friend, and of course taking my small revenge on Mike.
John left shortly before his two hours were up and I transferred Dan his fees, then waited for the next client information.
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Originally Posted by
Tomb
come to think of it.. u describe the gals very well..
I only described what I saw. When it comes to writing about the sex… I think it will be something like I made him hard, he put it in, he shot inside. The end.
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Originally Posted by
Tomb
come to think of it.. u describe the gals very well..
I only described what I saw. When it comes to writing about the sex… I think it will be something like I made him hard, he put it in, he shot inside. The end.
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Originally Posted by
faithfooly
Then the story will be very short lol
That’s why I got a writer to help me write. Haha.
So apparently my next client was for 3 hours, 3 shots at 9pm. I guess that would be my last client of the day, seeing as it would extend till midnight.
I went to get a quick bite at 7-11 again.
In between, John had thanked me over WhatsApp and reminded me not to tell April about his infidelity. I didn’t really respond to that, but at least I had that over him. He could tell Mike about what I was doing too, but I trusted that he wouldn’t.
I was getting a little horny though, considering I didn’t really have much satisfying sex.
The next client arrived slightly late.
He was a young-looking guy, dressed in office attire. I greeted him at the door in my black nightgown with my cleavage showing. I swear his eyes nearly popped out when he saw me. He quickly passed me the cash.
C: You look just like a JAV actress.
Me: Oh?
C: Sofia Takigawa. One of my favorites.
Me: I have no idea who that is.
We sat down on the bed and he took out his phone and googled her. I squinted at the tiny screen. Ok maybe there was some resemblance. Except her eyes and boobs were bigger. And she looked more exotic.
We chatted for a while longer before I brought him to shower.
He was 25, just started work in a foreign bank as a client manager or something.
He looked rather frail and skinny though, I wondered if his cock would follow his body size.
I removed my clothes and started to strip him. As I got down to his belt and pants, I sensed a disturbance down below.
As in lowered his pants and briefs, his erection sprung out and smacked me in the face.
It was the largest cock I had ever seen. I gulped. It was the size and length of my forearm. It was so huge that I was already getting wet just looking at it.
I wanked him gently, super tempted to pop it in my mouth. I estimated it was at least 8-9 inches long. This guy would tear me apart if he fucked me hard.
I took him by the dick to the shower. In my mind I was wondering which condom might fit him. All those that I bought seemed tiny. Oh well, at the most I’d give him his three shots by hand or mouth.
I soaped him up nicely in the shower. His monster cock was throbbing. He caressed my breasts, gently tweaking my nipples. He certainly knew what he was doing. He tried to kiss me, but I didn’t allow it. That was something a little too personal for me I guess.
Once clean, we headed to the bed. I went over to my condom stash. Nothing seemed to fit.
C: Don’t worry. I’ve got condoms.
He went to his bag and took out a box. I almost burst out laughing. There was a picture of an elephant on it and it was called Big Boy XXL.
B: Are you going to blow me bareback or?
I was honestly salivating already. I took the condom from him and pushed him onto the bed, attacking his bare anaconda with my mouth. I guess he was a little surprised. All the while I always enjoyed cocks that filled my mouth nicely. This one was ripping my mouth apart. I tried to deepthroat him, but all I got was like one-third cock before I started to gag. Even wrapping my lips around the head was a little tough. I was sure he wasn’t Chinese, or even Asian. He lay back and closed his eyes. Soft moans escaped his lips as I teased certain spots with my mouth and tongue. He knew the power of his cock so he didn’t try to force my head down.
I decided to be on top, so I could control the depth. I capped him with his aptly named condom. It was black, probably for blacks.
I lowered myself gingerly into it. Three quarters in and it hit my cervix. How was I gonna ride him?
I think he sensed it so he grabbed my waist and thrust into me. I had never been fucked that way. In this position, usually I was in control. But it felt so good being impaled on his cock.
B: You’re so fucking tight.
Me: You’re so fucking big.
I probably needed practice saying that phrase, especially with those less than ideal cocks. But this was for real.
I felt him pulsating. He pulled me off. He came. I looked into the condom. He came a lot. I was seriously impressed.
He was still hard, and there was cum on his dickhead. I decided to be naughty and suck him. His eyes widened as I wrapped my lips around it and twirled my tongue around while massaging his balls. I think he wasn’t expecting it and he shot again after a few minutes of my teasing tongue, before going soft. I swallowed and wiped my mouth.
Me: Don’t worry. I’m not counting that as a shot.
B: I need to rest.
Me: Sure.
I lay on his stomach and played with his cock, teasing it with my mouth and fingers. He was hard in no time.
B: I’m not ready.
I pointed at his dick.
Me: He is.
I capped him and rode him again, thoroughly enjoying his massive cock stretching my insides. It was indeed a good workout. I think he was trying to control himself, but a few minutes of me riding made him cum again. I guess I was really too tight for him.
Me: Don’t worry. I’m not counting that as a shot.
He looked a little afraid. Perhaps he was very used to dead fish or partners who wanted to get it over and done with quickly due to his massive size. But I was different. His cock was great and I wanted to enjoy it, even though I knew I would regret it in the morning.
I let him take more control for the next few rounds, with me on my back, doggy style, flat on my stomach, and even standing up.
All in all, he probably had 6-7 shots in 3 hours. He seemed really pleased. I too was extremely pleased. It’s not every day that you encounter such a glorious cock and get to use it. For him, he was probably glad that there was someone willing to take his massive cock. Only he had to pay for it.
I took another shower after he left and transferred Dan his fee.
He texted me back almost immediately.
D: You’re done for the day. Same thing tomorrow. I’ve actually booked the room the entire week.
Me: You did? Oh ok..
D: You can stay there if you want. But I guess you have to get home?
Me: You should have told me earlier. I could have drove here.
D: Oops. I’ll come pick you and send you back.
Me: Ok. Let me know when you’re near.
So apparently my next client was for 3 hours, 3 shots at 9pm. I guess that would be my last client of the day, seeing as it would extend till midnight.
I went to get a quick bite at 7-11 again.
In between, John had thanked me over WhatsApp and reminded me not to tell April about his infidelity. I didn’t really respond to that, but at least I had that over him. He could tell Mike about what I was doing too, but I trusted that he wouldn’t.
I was getting a little horny though, considering I didn’t really have much satisfying sex.
The next client arrived slightly late.
He was a young-looking guy, dressed in office attire. I greeted him at the door in my black nightgown with my cleavage showing. I swear his eyes nearly popped out when he saw me. He quickly passed me the cash.
C: You look just like a JAV actress.
Me: Oh?
C: Sofia Takigawa. One of my favorites.
Me: I have no idea who that is.
We sat down on the bed and he took out his phone and googled her. I squinted at the tiny screen. Ok maybe there was some resemblance. Except her eyes and boobs were bigger. And she looked more exotic.
We chatted for a while longer before I brought him to shower.
He was 25, just started work in a foreign bank as a client manager or something.
He looked rather frail and skinny though, I wondered if his cock would follow his body size.
I removed my clothes and started to strip him. As I got down to his belt and pants, I sensed a disturbance down below.
As in lowered his pants and briefs, his erection sprung out and smacked me in the face.
It was the largest cock I had ever seen. I gulped. It was the size and length of my forearm. It was so huge that I was already getting wet just looking at it.
I wanked him gently, super tempted to pop it in my mouth. I estimated it was at least 8-9 inches long. This guy would tear me apart if he fucked me hard.
I took him by the dick to the shower. In my mind I was wondering which condom might fit him. All those that I bought seemed tiny. Oh well, at the most I’d give him his three shots by hand or mouth.
I soaped him up nicely in the shower. His monster cock was throbbing. He caressed my breasts, gently tweaking my nipples. He certainly knew what he was doing. He tried to kiss me, but I didn’t allow it. That was something a little too personal for me I guess.
Once clean, we headed to the bed. I went over to my condom stash. Nothing seemed to fit.
C: Don’t worry. I’ve got condoms.
He went to his bag and took out a box. I almost burst out laughing. There was a picture of an elephant on it and it was called Big Boy XXL.
B: Are you going to blow me bareback or?
I was honestly salivating already. I took the condom from him and pushed him onto the bed, attacking his bare anaconda with my mouth. I guess he was a little surprised. All the while I always enjoyed cocks that filled my mouth nicely. This one was ripping my mouth apart. I tried to deepthroat him, but all I got was like one-third cock before I started to gag. Even wrapping my lips around the head was a little tough. I was sure he wasn’t Chinese, or even Asian. He lay back and closed his eyes. Soft moans escaped his lips as I teased certain spots with my mouth and tongue. He knew the power of his cock so he didn’t try to force my head down.
I decided to be on top, so I could control the depth. I capped him with his aptly named condom. It was black, probably for blacks.
I lowered myself gingerly into it. Three quarters in and it hit my cervix. How was I gonna ride him?
I think he sensed it so he grabbed my waist and thrust into me. I had never been fucked that way. In this position, usually I was in control. But it felt so good being impaled on his cock.
B: You’re so fucking tight.
Me: You’re so fucking big.
I probably needed practice saying that phrase, especially with those less than ideal cocks. But this was for real.
I felt him pulsating. He pulled me off. He came. I looked into the condom. He came a lot. I was seriously impressed.
He was still hard, and there was cum on his dickhead. I decided to be naughty and suck him. His eyes widened as I wrapped my lips around it and twirled my tongue around while massaging his balls. I think he wasn’t expecting it and he shot again after a few minutes of my teasing tongue, before going soft. I swallowed and wiped my mouth.
Me: Don’t worry. I’m not counting that as a shot.
B: I need to rest.
Me: Sure.
I lay on his stomach and played with his cock, teasing it with my mouth and fingers. He was hard in no time.
B: I’m not ready.
I pointed at his dick.
Me: He is.
I capped him and rode him again, thoroughly enjoying his massive cock stretching my insides. It was indeed a good workout. I think he was trying to control himself, but a few minutes of me riding made him cum again. I guess I was really too tight for him.
Me: Don’t worry. I’m not counting that as a shot.
He looked a little afraid. Perhaps he was very used to dead fish or partners who wanted to get it over and done with quickly due to his massive size. But I was different. His cock was great and I wanted to enjoy it, even though I knew I would regret it in the morning.
I let him take more control for the next few rounds, with me on my back, doggy style, flat on my stomach, and even standing up.
All in all, he probably had 6-7 shots in 3 hours. He seemed really pleased. I too was extremely pleased. It’s not every day that you encounter such a glorious cock and get to use it. For him, he was probably glad that there was someone willing to take his massive cock. Only he had to pay for it.
I took another shower after he left and transferred Dan his fee.
He texted me back almost immediately.
D: You’re done for the day. Same thing tomorrow. I’ve actually booked the room the entire week.
Me: You did? Oh ok..
D: You can stay there if you want. But I guess you have to get home?
Me: You should have told me earlier. I could have drove here.
D: Oops. I’ll come pick you and send you back.
Me: Ok. Let me know when you’re near.
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Originally Posted by
junior_cannibal
Now I could understand why bro Shrouded hardly update his thread. He’s spending so much time helping you to write yours.
If he’s mostly the one, if not the only one that help you to write yours, I am impressed by his writing skill as though its really from a woman’s perspective, except the bit about Mike’s army regular bit. Also, am a little concerned with Bro Shrouded might turn gay writing about your love for big cock and stuff.
With the number of ladies waiting to warm his bed, I don’t think he’s in any danger of turning gay. At the very least, he’ll be bi-curious.
I think only an army regular can write about being an army regular. He’d be familiar with the terminology and what. I’ll admit I still don’t understand that mindset and why anyone would want to be in the army for so long when clearly it’s not the right job (hint: all his injuries). Thank goodness he’s out and at least working in a decent-paying job now.
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Originally Posted by
junior_cannibal
Now I could understand why bro Shrouded hardly update his thread. He’s spending so much time helping you to write yours.
If he’s mostly the one, if not the only one that help you to write yours, I am impressed by his writing skill as though its really from a woman’s perspective, except the bit about Mike’s army regular bit. Also, am a little concerned with Bro Shrouded might turn gay writing about your love for big cock and stuff.
With the number of ladies waiting to warm his bed, I don’t think he’s in any danger of turning gay. At the very least, he’ll be bi-curious.
I think only an army regular can write about being an army regular. He’d be familiar with the terminology and what. I’ll admit I still don’t understand that mindset and why anyone would want to be in the army for so long when clearly it’s not the right job (hint: all his injuries). Thank goodness he’s out and at least working in a decent-paying job now.