Short Stories written for fun

[antyhowacc]

The Village Bicycle

It was one thing fantasizing about random influencers you see on Instagram or Tiktok, quite another to be salivating over someone’s profile whom you’ve seen and spoke to in real life.

“Oi see which chiobu? Bojio?” Max, my roommate, exclaimed as he peered over my shoulder.

“Kanina, scare me la. This one lo. Amber, like chio leh.”

“Amber? Eh she damn slut one you know?” Max dropped to a whisper.

“Zhun bo? Don’t people pose sexy pictures on Insta then you say she slut leh.” I retorted. It’s true though, I’ve known quite a few girls who seem to be perfectly decent women but are somehow more than okay with posing in revealing clothes on social media when I don’t actually see them wear anything near as outrageous in real life.

“Really la. You see she like fitspo, but she super lot of friends with benefits in the hall one. Got one time, someone say they saw her coming out of her shower, then Max just went to lead her to a corner where she just sucked him off, no questions asked. Not even in his or her room leh, just some fucking corner in the dorm.”

“Cannot be la. These kind of rumour anyhow one. Anyways Mark so handsome, so rich, any girl also wanna suck his dick la”

“Really la. Her nickname is the “Village Bicycle”. Everyone in this village also can ride.”

“Hahaha fuck you la. Kampong bicycle more better sibo.”

“Kanina tell you lobang you liddat. You still virgin right? Try la. Maybe she can be your first.” Max suggested.

Staring at her Instagram profile, I couldn’t help but be obsessed over the idea…

…

I’ve tried to think of different ways of how I could do it, but it didn’t quite work out the way I had envisaged. After all, they did say all battle plans go to shit when the first bullet is fired right? It certainly felt that way.

It was a rather quiet Friday evening when I chanced upon her getting out of a cab coming back into hall. She was wearing a white sports bra, black kydra tights and slippers while carrying a bunch of stuff. It instantly had my eyes fixated on her, my loins beginning to stir.

Most people had already left for the weekend, so I was somewhat surprised to see her. I tried to recall the various conversation starters that I’ve thought of, or those that I’ve googled, but my mind could only draw a blank.

She was closing the distance to the hall and I know she would quickly disappear into her room, so I knew I couldn’t lose my best chance. After all, even if she rejected me, no one (or less people) would be around to see it right?

“Uh hh- Hi!!” I stuttered.

“...Hi?” Amber responded, a little puzzled at the greeting.

“Ahhhh, not going home for the weekend?”

“Haha, I’m Malaysian, this is my home.”

“Wow Malaysian girls do have bigger boobs…” I thought before quickly uttering “Oh. Just came back from spin class ah?”

“Hahaha, yes. Is there something I can help you with…?” Amber queried, seemingly getting a little irritated.

“Uh, uh, just wanted to say that you look great haha. Your figure very good.” I muttered, blushing and cursing myself for whatever I just said.

“Hahaha, thank you. You’re so cute. Here, let me help you. You want my number or are you already following me on Instagram?

“I… I… I…”

“Hahaha, you’re such a cutie. Well, my room is on the 3rd floor, and Friday nights are kind of boring, so if you’re free maybe you can come hang out later? Unless, of course you’re going home for the weekend?”

“Oh my god? Really? I’ll be there!” I answered, a little too enthusiastically.

Amber just smiled and left, giving me a wink before returning to her room.

I was completely starstruck, to say the least. Can’t believe whatever happened worked. Or is she really just as easy as Max described?

Preparing myself, spraying whatever cologne I have and grabbing whatever snacks or drinks I had, I hurried to her room only to find myself stuck at the staircase. In my haste I had totally forgotten that males do not have access to the female floors. Thankfully, Amber quickly came to let me in.

To be honest, we didn’t do much for the first hour or so, just watching Netflix, chomping on snacks and having a few drinks here and there. I did keep stealing glances at her body though. Her nice smooth legs (she showered and is in FBTs now), her voluptuous chest and somewhat surprisingly, her nice jawline.

My experienced comrades would tell me to try and get her drunk and honestly the thought crossed my mind as well. But it was 1v1 and I’m not that good of a drinker myself, so I didn’t dare pursue the strategy.

What if she outdrinks me? What if she gets drunk but I’m myself too drunk to do anything?

So it was actually Amber who took the first step when she asked me, out of the blue, whether I was still a virgin…

“Errr… yes la actually. How did you know?”

“Guess la. You’re so shy and green hahaha. Like don’t know how to talk to girls.”

“Haha is it? You’re too pretty, I can’t help it. What about you? Are you still a virgin?”

“Hahaha oh my god. Did you just ask a girl you’ve met for the first time whether she’s a virgin?” Amber replied, seemingly offended.

“Ehhh but you ask me first what?”

“Haha just teasing you la.” Amber leaned forward and whispered in my ear, “are you really asking because you don’t know?”

I blushed crimson red at the comment. Does she know the reputation that she has? Does she expects me to know it too? How am I supposed to reply this? Panic rose in my chest as thoughts raced through my head.

Before I could think of a reply, Amber simply pecked me lightly on the lips and said “I’m not anymore but I’m still pretty tight oh.”

You could imagine the raging hard-on I had instantly. And therefore the tent I was pitching right away.

Instinct took over rational thought as I quickly jumped on Amber instead, but struggled to make any progress. After all, I’ve never stripped a woman before nor unclasped a bra before. But Amber quickly guided me and in no time, I found myself butt-naked, suckling on Amber’s generous peaks.

But the moment her hand went down south to stroke me, I found myself tensed and firing bullet after bullet into the air. Needless to say, I was extremely disappointed at myself but instead of being mad, Amber simply chuckled.

“Hahaha you’re really a virgin!”

“I’m… I’m sorry.” I apologised, defeated.

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll get you back up in no time.” Amber stated, and moved downhill, stroking and swallowing my mushroom head into her mouth. It was my very first blowjob, and the warm sensation of her mouth, with the flickering mouth was too much to bear and I found myself instantly hard once again.

Not to add that the angle which she went down on me allowed me a great view of her hanging boobs as well as her much fuckable face.

“By the way, I’ve also asked for some help if you don’t mind.” Amber added, as she picked out a condom and capped me up.

“Wha… What? Oh my god!!!” I exclaimed as Amber climbed atop me and slipped me between her legs.

The feeling was heavenly as I tried my best to thrust, but Amber was totally in control as she rode to the pace she wanted, her breasts bouncing alluringly to my eyes as I reached forward to contain the perky nipple in my mouth.

Thankfully, my little brother held up a little better this time, allowing Amber to moan louder and louder in my ear as she grinded, my arousal heightening dangerously close to another peak.
My thoughts were rudely interrupted when Amber’s room door abruptly swung open.

“Oh hey you guys already started!” a male voice boomed as a male figure stepped in.

I was at a loss of what to do, butt naked and wanting to scramble for cover but Amber was not perturbed at the least, continuing her momentum.

“Sorry I was worried you wouldn’t be able to last, but I’m sure you’d love this too.” Amber smiled as she said this, before the new guy simply went behind her, pushed her head down to me and popped into her other available orifice, drawing loud sensual shrieks from Amber.

He didn’t even bother to close the room door when he came in, perfectly at ease…

[Tong75]

Love your short stories bro, keep it up!!

[tamperman]

Great shares bro,

[antyhowacc]

Spectrum of the Shades

Have you ever gotten hard with one look at a girl while being out and about, minding your own business?

I have, because that was exactly what happened when Annie, my girlfriend, walked into view at the canteen we were rendezvousing at. To be honest, it was nothing special. A cute white crop top that showed off the curves on her chest and waist nicely, wrapped in a thin cardigan with a short skirt that would raise a few eyebrows but nothing more than that.

Annie seemed to know the exact effect on me however, as she beamed with pride as she held eye contact and approached.

“You’re going to get it later.” I whispered in her ear as she left our bags and lined up for the usual fare.

“You seem pretty pleased.” she teased, giving my crotch a light tap.

I could barely concentrate on the meal, or the conversation as I stared at her lips, my own thoughts running wild as to my next plan.

Annie made me no heed, and happily chatted away as she engaged in her own monologue. Something about someone she met yesterday doing some ridiculous things. I couldn’t care less.

With the calories ingested and the trays cleared, I led her away to the most secluded spot on campus that I knew, on the top floor of a less-frequented building overlooking the gorgeous greenery. Putting her in front of me against the railing, my fingers quickly worked their way underneath her skirt and pulled aside her panties.

She was already wet.

It was broad daylight, with a great view when I plunged myself in, earning a soft but audible gasp from Annie.

Annie leaned back to nuzzle me, sliding sideways to give me better access to her neck as she held her moans in. I was having none of that and only focused on ramming into her, again and again until I felt my release coming.

Annie also seemed to have quite the build-up, as the erotic nature of the situation really enhanced both of our senses. She was starting to lose her grip of holding herself in, her hands searching wildly behind for my skin as I prepared to finish. Clutching my hand over her mouth, I tugged hard as I sprinted towards the end, not wasting a single drop outside.

We quickly dressed ourselves and left the crime scene, although Annie kept giving me the teasing look, knowing what we had just done.

Really, it was enough to make me hard again.

Needless to say, the strategy was an overwhelming success.

The idea was simple, we had dated for about a year and while all the sex in the first six months was wild and passionate, it was beginning to feel like a chore, specially since she had a single room on campus, which meant that we could always use it whenever we had the urges. Make no mistake, Annie was hot and her young and nimble body would easily make most guys ogle and fantasize about having her.

I knew I did when I first met her.

But as some would like to say, women are like food, deliciousness will always be second to freshness or variety. (think of that great hawker stall near you that you no longer eat at anymore since you’ve been there for years)

Can’t remember whether it was Annie or me who first saw the idea, but we instantly loved it. Two distinct shades of lipstick, one playful bright red (think Taylor Swift) and another muted nude color for her two distinct modes. Bright Red means she’s okay for me to do whatever and anything I want with her, on my terms and muted nude means she’s closed for the day, sex or anything related is on her terms.

We had to ensure the two shades were distinct enough or I couldn’t tell though, which was hilarious when we first tried it out.

So far, to no one’s surprise, some of the best sex we had were on Bright Red mode. Fingering her in an elevator full of people, a handjob in the cinema where I finished in her mouth and outdoor sex like the one we just had to name a few.

We even got caught a few times, like the one where she was blowing me in the staircase of her dorm where we simply took off and laughed it off later.

In short, it was great and we decided to continue doing it ever since. It was our little secret, until it wasn’t.

As the saying goes, if you play with fire, you’re eventually going to get burned.

I didn’t realise it until it was too late, but our great idea wasn’t really that great.

For one, an exposed secret code is no longer secret and liable to be leveraged upon. It’s worse if you didn’t know that it was already exposed and continued using it.

For my part, I was in blissful ignorance. Whenever I see Annie with her Bright Red, I still get excited. Aroused beyond belief. I often forget how desirable a woman Annie was, only that she was mine.

The security was also my downfall, as I would later find out…

Somewhat comically, it was the most common way this happens in today’s day and age. Our phones hold so much of our identity, know much more about us than we knew and in turn leaks more of our privacy than we can ever believe.

Basically, I chanced upon it when Annie went to wash up one evening and her phone lit up.

“Okay, come to me first before going over to him.” some guy named Chuck sent. Curious, I quickly sought to open up the chat, only to be stopped by the phone’s verification. Thankfully, Annie’s password was easy enough to guess (her birthday) and I slid past the phone’s defenses easily.

Chuck: You meeting him on Tuesday?
Annie: Yah.
Chuck: Bright red?
Annie: Yep, probably.
Chuck: Okay, come to me first before going over to him.

My heart sank as it dawned upon me. Panicking, I quickly scrolled up to see what else has been discussed before.

The first thing that caught my eye as the chat flew by in the most recent history was an image. I quickly scrolled back to it and saw that it was a picture of Annie. Her face to be exact, and her lips in Bright Red wrapped around a dick, her big eyes looking into the camera.

She didn’t seem to be wearing much (or anything for that matter) though through the image one couldn’t really tell. What was clear is that first, that dick wasn’t mine. I didn’t even think of filming her all this time and second, the damning caption underneath.

“I think he will like this. Send it to him?”

“Crazy. But it’s a nice shot, so I’ll let you keep it xD” was Annie’s reply.

Time wasn’t on my side, as Telegram no longer had the “Export Chat” function so I couldn’t take my time to analyse it. Besides, Annie was going to be back any second.

What was clear was that the damage was done. I had no idea how to “unread” the message. We can’t go back in time. She would easily realise that I had read the latest message. My only play left was to confront her.

But I get to decide how to do it.

If I gave you the impression that there was some grand, master plan, there isn’t. I had like 2 minutes to think before Annie came through the door. So I did what many men would do in my shoes.

I fucked her again.

In the most punishing way I could think of. Gave her no pleasure and made her clean up my cock with her mouth after I was done. Annie wasn’t pleased or pleasured, but she didn’t quite complain either.

As she dutifully licked me clean. I came clean. I dropped the thunder.

“Babe, I saw your chat with Chuck.”

Annie visibly shook with shock at the declaration. My little brother still in her hand, she froze for a moment and decided that I wasn’t bluffing. After all, she knew I didn’t know who Chuck was, so I couldn’t be lying.

What surprised me was that she resumed her licking.

“Okay. So? What do you want to do now that you know?” she asked, before popping the mushroom head into her oral cavity.

I don’t know if it’s because she was holding my dick or that she was sucking my dick, but I didn’t feel the urge to scold or hit her despite the outright admission. Instead I just said that I wanted to know what happened and who Chuck was.

Her lips curled into a sly smile as she popped it out of her mouth and continued playing with it using her hands instead, slow and teasingly.

“Hmm, well Chuck is one of my hallmates who stays at level 2… “ Annie began narrating, her hands staying busy.

“One day after he caught us fooling around in Bright Red in the staircase. We quickly took off but he later slid into my DM on instagram to ask me what all that was about. Like how was I so daring, am I secretly a slut, etc”

“I really thought long and hard about what to reply, since he did clearly catch us red-handed. But in the end I just told him that no, I am not a slut, it was just like a kinky thing that we do with the lipstick.”

“He told me how hot that was and how lucky you were so I didn’t think too much about it. But a few days later when I wore Bright Red again and ran into him, he just dragged me into his room. He didn’t even say anything, just started kissing me all over.”

“Before I could really register things, he was already working me pretty hard. Like, you know, I was already in a playful mood for Bright Red anyway, so he kinda just preyed on that. He ended up eating me out on his bed and got me moaning so hard that when he climbed atop me, I just let him. I kind of wanted it too. To be honest, it was pretty good sex as well…”

“I’m sorry babe…” Annie apologised, her hand still stroking lightly. My dick however, was iron hard at the narrative she had put before me, something I didn’t realise, which Annie was very much cognizant of.

“How… how long has this been going on?! How many times have you done it with him?!” I exclaimed.

“Not too long babe, just a few weeks ago.” came the reply

“What about those pictures?!”

“Oh! You saw those too?” Annie admitted sheepishly. “He didn’t ask for my permission when he took those videos either.”

“There were videos?! You never ever let me film you!” I retorted.

“Babe you never ever asked. I’m sorry, okay. Now that you know everything, could you let me sort this out with him please?” Annie pleaded, pausing her stroking and tightening her grip on my ever-erect member.

“I… I…” I could barely formulate a sentence as Annie tugged hard at my foreskin, stretching both my skin and my swollen mushroom head to its maximum tension as precum oozed and trickled.

It was in this moment that weakness slipped through the cracks. Without Annie even doing anything else, at maximum tension, I felt myself begin to spurt. Messy, intense sprays all over the place as Annie beamed happily at me.

“That sounds like a resounding yes to me.” Annie stated before she gave one last lick and left, leaving me spent and exhausted in her room.

When I got my senses back a few minutes later, I could barely process everything that had happened. Annie’s infidelity, her nonchalant demeanor at being caught, how she literally manhandled me and the situation in the aftermath. Videos?! They had taken videos?!

My thoughts were running wild but the strongest underlying theme at the moment was the unease that she went to “sort it out” with Chuck. I had no idea what that meant, nor would I have agreed to let her go if I was thinking straight to be honest. But with each passing minute my anxiety increased exponentially.

What’s taking so long? Is she going to just end it with him? Is she going to suck his dick again or whatever they did in those videos? Dammit she took her phone with her.

When she finally texted, I jumped onto my phone to look at what she’d sent.

“Spoke with Chuck. Coming back now.” was the simple text.

I heaved a sigh of relief. It sounded like everything had worked out well. Except nothing did.

When Annie stepped through the door a few minutes later, my heart sank. First, she was wearing Bright Red. Second, she was in an army singlet, the kind that showed way too much, and was not the top she was wearing when she left. Third, I could see her nipples saying hi to me through the singlet and last but not least, I couldn’t spot anything below the damned singlet.

To add insult to injury, Chuck was right behind her when they both came in and unceremoniously stuck a finger into Annie once the door closed behind them.

My jaw dropped at the wanton sight of Annie moaning at the intrusion and grinding right back while Chuck began to maul my girlfriend’s breast, right in my fucking face while sliding one of the singlet’s straps off in the process.

“Babe ungh ungh… Chuck and I talked about it and UNGH! Decided how we should do this…” Annie started, moaning hard when Chuck squeezed in a second finger.

“Fuck me while I tell him” I heard Annie whisper to Chuck as she came forward to me and pulled out my dick.

It was unbearable when Chuck haughtily obliged her as Annie told me about how they had settled the situation by introducing a third shade of lipstick - Playful Peach - where she was free for Chuck to use, whereas Bright Red remains for my use. It was gut-wrenching to hear her moan intermittently as she explained, trying to tell me how she still valued our relationship which is why she is not suggesting we break-up.

She ended her monologue (frequently interrupted by her moans and Chuck spanking her ass while he doggied her) by suggesting that a threesome was always something I’ve said I wanted to try and that now we’re all for it. She hoped I didn’t mind that they started first in Chuck’s room, but not to worry, they took a video for me so I could easily catch up.

My brain was too exhausted to think much of the situation, so my body took over when Annie simply popped me back into her mouth, completing the spitroast …