A Relationship With 2 Spinster Sisters

[lostbird]

Bro, your writing skill sibie ho

[Sg35Drew]

wah lau i take to read like 1 hr in italy here man see ya later in 10hrs time now go out

[Sg35Drew]

Originally Posted by Sg35Drew

wah lau i take to read like 1 hr in italy here man see ya later in 10hrs time now go out

love all ur joints

[boob_man]

Chapter 18 – “Sorry seems to be the hardest word…..

I’m beginning to feel awkward in front of Alice and Amy now, especially when meeting them face-to-face on weekend mornings. I mean, how often is it that you can get to be intimate with two sisters and pretend that nothing’s going on? Either they’ve not told one other yet or, they’re in the running for “Best New Comer” in next year’s Star Search awards…..

“Eh, why you look so moody ah?” asked Alice that Saturday morning as our paths crossed at the junction. “Where got?” I replied, trying to act normal. “Hiya, I can tell one” she replied. “Why? Last night wife don’t give you is it?” she teased. “Don’t give your head ah!” I answered indignantly. Continuing with the teasing, she added “Aiya, never mind lah, don’t give can get from elsewhere mah, right?” with a glint in her eyes and a wicked smile. Smiling, Amy just kept silent while Sarah didn’t seem to understand the exchange between us. Quickly changing the subject, I turned to Sarah and asked “Apa khabar?” In her usual sheepish grin, she nodded and replied “Khabar baik, sir”. “Aiya, tak usa pangil sir. Pangil Chan da boleh…..”. She nodded, still smiling. I stole a quick glance at her breasts and again, could only see the shape and outline of her bra on her green Baleno tee. “Patience, my boy.....” the devil in me seemed to have awoken. Funny, my inner voice was nowhere to be heard…..

The weekend passed without any further contact or interaction with the sisters.

“Amy no more wiz Lim” the sms read. It was sent by Winnie. “Since when?” I texted back. “Yest. She told him she not ready 2 marry. Say she 1 a break 1st”. Not too familiar with sms lingo, I was wondering why would Amy want breakfast before breaking up? Reading the message a second time, I noticed the “a” after the “1”. Ah, now it made sense! Lucky thing I didn’t text and ask Winnie or else she’d probably die laughing…..

I called Amy on the pretext of asking her what’s she doing? At home, she was catching up on some missed episodes from a Korean drama that she’s been following with her sister. They rented the series from a nearby video rental shop. “Lim called you?” I asked casually. “Ya. I told him better we don’t contact for now,” she said, sounding a little dejected. “Why?” I asked. “You know right? I already told you a few times already. He want us to get married but I don’t want. So, the best we break lor.....” she said, voice cracking. Attempting to console her, I asked “But, is this what you really want? Break up with him?” Pausing, I continued, “If you got feelings for him then it’s better that you talk to him right? Tell him how you really feel and see what he say lor”. Sighing, she replied, “No use one lah, I also cannot tahan his temper. That time in the casino, make noise with me until I so pai seh. So many people see also he don’t care…..”

“Did he say sorry to you?” I asked. “Sorry so what? Everytime he feel like, he scold, then after that say sorry. Got use meh?” “Maybe he very stress, that’s why he like that. Work and some more have to look after son, where got easy?” I said, She just sighed. “Your period come already?” I asked, as I felt a sudden stirring below. “Why?” she replied, sounding curious. “No lah, remember that day you told me he cum inside you…..” I left it uncompleted. “Oh, that one. Aiya, lucky menses got come. If not, I sure chiat lat one” she replied matter of factly. “Good lor, you lucky…..” I said. “Just over is it?” “No lah, at least got more than one week, maybe two. Aiya, I never go and count lah”. I tried to calculate her ovulation period using the calendar on my desk but couldn’t as I wasn’t sure of her cycle, and, I dared not to ask her just yet. Not sure of how to bring up that episode in my car the other night, I asked “Er, that night ah…..”. “Eh, I want to watch my show leh,” Amy muttered, obviously focusing on the drama and not hearing what I said. “Ok lah, don’t disturb you. Anything call me,” I replied and hung up.

Picking up the phone again, I called Winnie this time. “She told you?” she asked knowing that it’s me through her caller ID. “Ya, but didn’t talk much. She’s watching her drama series” I replied. “So how’s your night calling?” I asked her. “Wah, not easy one man!” she remarked, “Damn hard to get appointments one. Ask if want to sell their house, kena suan somemore. Say if they sell then they stay where? My house ah? Wah lau eh, damn pek chek one…..” Empathising with her, I said, “If so pek chek, then don’t call already lor!” “Ya, don’t call then go where find extra money?” she asked, adding sarcastically “You give ah?” “Can!” I replied, seriously joking, “How much you want?”

“Aiya, don’t talk nonsense la. Eh, later can pick me up go Toa Payoh?” she asked. “Pick you up??” I asked, with a double meaning. “Ya,” she replied innocently. “If you can come and pick me up, then I don’t have to rush to the MRT like mad woman like that. Always crowded one, at that time. Somemore sure no seat one, kena stand. And some men like to stand very close to you one…..” she replied sounding annoyed. “Train always packed like sardines, what to do?” I said, recalling and missing those moments when I was also one of those who loved to join the squeeze. Cheap thrills, I thought to myself now, but nonetheless, can be a real turn-on at times! “Ok lah, I come and pick you up. 6.15?” I said. “6.00 can, no need 6.15. I told my boss now I start and leave fifteen minutes earlier” she replied.

Dressed in an office lady attire with a jacket, Winnie looked every bit an executive. Never mind that she’s a PA, she projects an image that of being a professional, until she opens her mouth to speak…..spewing forth a verbal diarrhoea of singlish. “You tonight free ah?” she asked while adjusting her short skirt, tempting me to steal a quick glance. Grinning and keeping my eyes back on the road, I replied “Aiya, when Winnie ask hor, not free also must be free!” “You always like to talk nonsense one hor?” she replied with a pout of her lips. “So, you want to go and make phone calls tonight is it?” I asked, while turning right into Stamford Road. “Ya lor. If don’t, then go where?” she replied. “I think you better go and make your calls. Maybe tonite got luck and can get an appointment, how?” I suggested. “I’m going home for dinner but after that, I’m free. If you want, then I can come and fetch you home lor. Want or not?” I asked as I drove into the CTE tunnel. “Anything lor…..” we both said the same word and at the same time. Laughing, she playfully hit my left shoulder and exclaimed “You very naughty one hor!” Unable to control the urge to comment, the devil in me then said, “Hmph, I naughty? You haven’t yet seen me when I really naughty…..”. “Ahem,” I cleared my throat and quickly shooed him away, lest I cause an accident in the tunnel…..

“Sorry ah, waited long?” Winnie asked as she approached me, at the atrium. “No lah, not really” I answered as I subconsciously lifted up my hand to look at my watch. It showed 10.10. “You hungry?” I asked, “If you want, down here got Burger King, McDonalds…..” I suggested. “No lah, not hungry. Just now my agent got buy some bread from Delifrance and give me some. Eh, tonite I lucky you know!” she exclaimed excitedly. “Why, got appointment ah?” I asked. “Ya lor! Earlier you say ask me to call tonite right? Maybe can get appointment. Wah chun chun man, manage to get one!” “Good for you!” I congratulated her. “Can get some com already lah! So you don’t feel like eating is it? Don’t want to eat, then I send you home, ok?” I said as we headed towards the carpark.

Even after a day, the scent of her perfume was still emanating from her, though I couldn’t tell if it’s from her clothing or from her body. “What perfume you using?” I asked her. “No special one lah. See my mood before I leave the house lor. This one is Estee Lauder Eternity. Why, nice ah?” “Ya. The smell still there after one whole day. Must be you spray a lot is it?” “No lah. Eau de parfum is supposed to last quite long one, not like cologne. Cologne cannot last long, more for men. You spray after awhile, the smell no more. Somemore, I just spray a bit on my neck and on my jacket. In the office got aircon mah, so never perspire. That’s why the smell can last longer lor…..” she rattled on. How I wished then, that I could sniff her neck…..

“So look like Amy and Lim really break off ah?” I casually asked Winnie. “Aiya, don’t know them lah, like small children like that. Quarrel, quarrel and then say break off. Few days later, patch back again. So many times like that, see also headache!” she remarked tapping her forehead lightly with her left hand. I was trying to get a confirmation if Amy and Lim had really broken up. If they did, then I could strategise my next move…..

”You mean, they always like that?” I continued asking. “Ya lor! So many times until I also lost count…..” she replied sounding bemused, “Hiya, really like small boy small girl”. If that were the case, it would only be a matter of time before they patched up, and how else will they do it? In a room, I guess. So, should I “poison” her thoughts by suggesting to her that Lim may attempt to impregnate her again so that she’ll reject his advances? But, what if she also feels like having it?

[boob_man]

“Don’t be so cruel ok?” this familiar gentle voice sounded from within. “Why you want to mess up other people’s lives? They’re both adults and should know how to think for themselves. Don’t need you to kaypoh or sabo……” Ever willing to counter attack, the other voice cried out “This is your chance!! Wait for what? She’s angry with him and you should console her. Carry on from where you left off with her…..” Deep in thought, I almost missed the turning into Winnie’s carpark. “Oi, dreaming ah you?” her voiced jolted me back to reality. ”What you dreaming off ah? Never see the carpark is it?” “Huh…..?” I stammered, “Sor…sor…sorry. My mind was thinking of something else” “What? Thinking of me ah?” she teased. “Ya lor, thinking why you so cute” I replied, turning in.

Setting the brakes, I left the engine running because of the air-con. As she was unbuckling her seatbelt, I suddenly leaned towards her and planted a kiss right on her lips. Boy, was she caught by surprise. She jumped in her seat and stared at me, still holding on to the seatbelt. Without saying a thing, I leaned towards her again and placed my lips on hers. Hesitating initially, she loosened up and returned my kiss, offering her tongue to be suckled. The sound of the seatbelt whirring back to its pocket mixed with the soft groaning escaping from our lips. Seemed like this was going to be a replay of that night with Amy…..

Lip-locked for more than a minute, my right hand slowly glided to her left breast. As she still had her jacket on, I slid my hand under it, placing it directly on her breast. Feeling the fabric of her bra against the soft material of the blouse, I started squeezing desperately. She made no attempt to stop me, her body squirming and moaning softly. I kissed the side of her face, making my way down her cheeks to her ear. Licking gently behind her earlobe, she shuddered, as if a pulse of current went through it. Instead of unbuttoning her blouse, my hand moved towards her thighs. Touching bare skin, my cock was throbbing like crazy now. Recalling how Amy retracted her hand when I tried to place it on my dick, I decided to take it slowly with Winnie. If she wants to, she’ll reach out for it herself without having me to prompt her. Reacting to my touch, she spread her legs slightly as she was wearing a tight skirt. I ran my fingers in a circular motion on the inside of her right thigh, slowly moving higher with each circle and it sent shivers up her spine.

Shuddering with each circle, Winnie’s breathing now became louder and laboured, almost panting. My hands were under her skirt now, just centimetres away from the object of most men’s desire. Extending my forefinger to graze against her panties from the bottom up, I felt something hard, instead of something damp and soft. Using all four fingers now, I pressed against her panties and I felt…..a sanitary pad. Fuck! She was having her period. “Ha ha ha ha ha…….” I could hear my inner voice laughing out heartily.

Just then, she reached down and pulled my hand away. Panting, she whispered “Sorry darling, cannot. Menses still not over” “DARLING??” I mused. Since when did I become “darling?” It seems that all humans are alike, when in a sexually aroused state – the mind usually goes blank for a second and the other mind takes over…..

She leaned back, shedding her jacket and throwing it over to the back seat, She then began unbuttoning her blouse, while pulling it out of her skirt. Mind you, we were in a parking lot right below a block of HDB flats. Anyone standing by the kitchen window, would have an unobstructed view of the action taking place on the front seat. She reached back to unclasp her bra and deftly pulled it out, one strap at a time from each sleeve. Now braless, and with her blouse unbuttoned, my hands moved to cup her breasts. Throwing her head backwards slightly, she gasped as my thumbs and forefingers tweaked her nipples. Unable to control the sensation that was surging through her body, she pulled my head down towards her breast, her hands pulling apart her blouse, opening them just wide enough for me to suckle. I didn’t get a chance to see her breasts as my head was pressed against her chest. Busy suckling from one breast to the other, she moaned seductively into my ear, fingers ruffling my hair. I was beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable, as my body was contorted left from the waist up. Starting to feel a cramp building up, I stopped and leaned back against my seat.

She then leaned over and started to grope me. Fumbling with my belt, she managed to unbuckle it and hurriedly unzipped my pants. Reaching in, she grabbed hold of my throbbing cock and squeezed it tightly, while it was still being suffocated by my briefs. It was an erotic sight indeed – seeing her lean to her right, blouse opened and both breasts juggling gently with every squeezing motion she made with her hands. Her nipples, already erect were getting even harder and bigger as they reacted to the coolness of the air con blowing directly onto her breasts.

I reached for her breasts as she slid her hand under my briefs at the same moment. As if in a telepathic act, we both began squeezing at the same instant, both jolting from the sensation at the same time too. She freed my cock as I tweaked her nipples. Moving closer to it, I thought that she was going to take me in her mouth. She brought it near her nose and sniffed. Perhaps the musky scent of urine was too much for her and she withdrew her head. Wrapping her fingers fully round my shaft, she started to masturbate me. Slowly at first in a light stroking momentum, she increased her speed and pressure as I squeezed her breasts harder. Too turned on to hold back the impending tsunami, I grabbed hard at her breasts and told her that I was about to cum very soon. Pulling out several tissues from the box on the console, she positioned them below the tip of my cock while her right hand continued pumping away like a runaway freight train.

“Uurgh!!!” I groaned out loud as the first wave of sticky fluid came gushing out. She was careful in not letting it squirt all over the place by placing the tissues directly at the tip of my dick head. My body shook as wave after wave of cum shot out while I grabbed on tightly to her right breast for dear life. Now jerking in a measured and controlled manner, she slowed down and stopped as the remaining fluid dangled from my cock. Crumpling and tossing the soiled tissues onto the floor mat, she quickly pulled out some more and gently wiped my dick. That sent another jolt through my body as my cock was still throbbing from the massive eruption. “Wah, you cum a lot hor” she commented softly as she wiped her sticky fingers. Looking bewildered and amused, she spread her fingers apart to look closely at the stickiness. “Ee er…..” she squirmed, looking nauseous.

While I was leaning back and catching my breath, she buttoned up her blouse and lifted her hips to tuck it into her skirt haphazardly. She then reached for her jacket, put it on and picked up her bra, chucking it into her bag. Looking into the mirror of the sunshade, she quietly rearranged her hair. All this, while I was still sitting there, with my limp cock in full view, fast asleep…..

“Sorry ah…..” I muttered. “Sorry for what?” she asked while still tidying her hair. “Sorry for just now lor…..” I continued. Opening the door, she stepped out, turned to me and said with a smile, “Sorry no cure…..” as she closed it. I just sat there and watched her until she disappeared into her block. Sigh, sorry really seems to be the hardest word…..Tucking my bro back in, and after wiping the seats, steering wheel, gearshift and brakes with wet tissues, I made my way home.

That was my first experience with Winnie. It was unfortunate that I couldn’t get to “home base” tonight, but third base isn’t that bad. I’ll reach there soon enough…..

Next chapter – “You can’t hide, your lying eyes…..”

[eeemen]

Bro TS, your writing is addictive! , thanks for the daily updates! cheers ..................

[xxFTOxx]

Lolz Bro Calvin Klein Eternity u mean. I also love that scent man...ex used to use it and drives me wild lolz

[Rasta Marley]

Originally Posted by boob_man

It was unfortunate that I couldn’t get to “home base” tonight, but third base isn’t that bad. I’ll reach there soon enough…..

This is really an awesome and enticing write up TS; excellent build-up in each episode so far Hmmm....wonder if there is any potential Threesome in store later on in the story. We'll standby for the next instalments to find out!

[moder]

nice one...........keep it up

[jamesrockwell]

wah...sudah stim liao me....

good story brooooo....guess you still have 2 homerun to score eh...nvm nvm..be patient

[boob_man]

Originally Posted by xxFTOxx

Lolz Bro Calvin Klein Eternity u mean. I also love that scent man...ex used to use it and drives me wild lolz

Tks TS for pointing that out! Just goes to show that age is really catching up. sigh

Anyways, hope you'll enjoy the rest of the narrative, especially the next chapter coming up.....

[boob_man]

Chapter 19 – “You can’t hide, your lying eyes…..”

My wife was beginning to feel suspicious – women’s intuition…..”How come nowadays you seem to be going out more often at night?” she asked one evening as I was just getting dressed to go out. “Where got often?” I replied, “Told you already, I’m going for drinks with Wong and some clients” as I put on my watch. Keeping her eyes on the TV, she kept silent. “Shouldn’t be home too late tonight” as I closed the bedroom door.

Tonight’s outing was an excuse. I was going to meet Michelle, the Indonesian woman whom I saw the other day at the apartment in People’s Park Centre. I happened to remember the wrapper in my wallet that afternoon, and out of curiosity, called the number to see if she was still around. “Lu si siang?” she asked as she answered. “I’m Chan, you forgotten already ah?” I said. “Ah Chan?” she replied quizzically, “Which Ah Chan?” she asked. “The other day when I was with Lily and Ah Chen, you gave me your number, remember?” I replied, helping with her memory. But, I definitely wouldn’t like to be associated with the “Ah Chan” from the once-upon-a-time popular “Man In The Net” HK series that propelled a youthful Chow Yun Fatt to fame. You remember that Ah Chan? Ee yer…..I don’t look like him, ok!

“Orr, Ah Chan!” she exclaimed, sounding unsure if she really remembered who I was. “You haven’t go back to Indonesia ah?” I asked. “Not yet. Maybe tomorrow or day after. Why? Want to see me is it?” she asked. “If you’re free, I don’t mind” I said. “What time you can come?” she then asked. “Not so early. Maybe tonight, after dinner. You can?” I replied. “After dinner means what time? I’m meeting someone later and don’t know if I can come back on time or not?” she said. Thinking that she might be servicing another client, I said “If you busy then never mind, Wait next time you’re free first…..” Quickly interjecting, she replied, “No lah. I’m meeting my tau for awhile. I can tell him I’m not free, it’s ok. You tell me what time you want to meet me can already.” Feeling sorry for her benefactor, I said “About 8.30 like that, can?” “Ok, 8.30, 8.45. Where you want to meet? Upstairs or you want to go 81?” I presumed that there wasn’t an attached bathroom in her room, so I suggested that we go to 81 across the road. “I get the room and sms you the number” I told her before hanging up.

“Ding dong” the doorbell sounded. Peeking into the peephole, I could make out the image of a woman outside. Opening the door ajar, she asked “Ah Chan ah?” Unlatching it, she walked quickly into the room. “Hmm, not a bad looking body…..” I thought to myself as she brushed past me.

She placed her handbag on the small dresser seat and sat on the bed. Looking up at me, she asked ”Wah, how come you can call me today? Why never call Lily and Ah Chen?” “They both still here meh? I thought they told me they’re going back already” I replied, walking towards her. “I think so. Didn’t see them,” she said. I had already showered by then and was naked, save for a towel wrapped round my waist. Sitting beside her, I remarked “Wah, you not bad looking hor!” Smiling, she got up and began undressing. “Wait, not so fast,” I stopped her from going further. “Huh?” sounding puzzled, she looked at me. “I want you to take off your clothes slowly,” I said, as I climbed higher onto the bed. “How to take off slowly?” she asked, with a bemused look. “Imagine you’re doing a strip show for me…..” I suggested.

Grunting, she crossed both hands and gripped the hem of her tee shirt, pulling it slowly over her head, revealing a red lacy bra. Tossing it onto the bed, she tilted her head forward slightly and looked at me in a seductive manner, long hair covering her left eye. She then cupped both breasts and squeezed them, while shaking her hair back and licking her lips. Reaching back, she unclasped her bra and held on to it. She then reached for the strap on her left shoulder and pulled it off her arm. Still supporting her bra, she then pulled the other strap off and in one quick motion, flung it towards me. I instinctively caught it with both hands. Holding it against my nose, I took in a deep breath, inhaling the musky smell of perspiration in both cups. My cock was already awake and silently enjoying the erotic sight while my brain cells processed the smell from her bra…..Her breasts now free from being encased, swung gently to her body movement.

Gyrating somewhat awkwardly, she then unbuckled her belt. Touching herself between her legs, her hands then inched slowly towards the zipper. Unzipping her jeans slowly, she pulled them open to reveal a matching pair of red silky panties. “Hmm, nice material and good colour co-ordination,” I thought to myself. Wriggling her hips, she removed her jeans and left it on the floor. Taking a few unsteady, sexy steps towards me, she now stood at the side of the bed, clad only in her underwear. I slid over to the side of the bed and guided her to stand before me. Eyes level to her breasts, I pressed my face deep in between her bosom while my hands caressed and squeezed her butt. Moving to the front, I began to rub on her pussy through her panties, feeling the silky material wrinkling and slowly becoming damp. Reacting to the sensual rubbing, she pushed me away and said that she needed to shower first. Bending over, she reached under the towel and squeezed my cock twice before heading to the bathroom. “Wah, so hard already ah!” she remarked with a grin.

I tiptoed to the bathroom and slowly opened the door when I heard the shower come on. Surprised, she continued wetting her body, front and back. “Want to come in?” she asked invitingly. “I already showered. I just want to see you bathe” I said. She’s obviously used to having others seeing her bathe as she didn’t show any hints of embarrassment. Slotting back the showerhead, she dispensed some soap onto her hands and started lathering her body. Beginning from the neck, she worked her way down. With both hands lathering her breasts together, she gently soaped them, moving to the sides and under. Her nipples, reacting to the rubbing, soon became rigid. After her belly, she dispensed more soap and began to lather her pussy. Suds soon covered the entire area and her pubic hairs were clumped together with soap.

Knowing that I was looking at her pussy, she spread her legs slightly apart and inserted her right forefinger into it. As if finger fucking herself, she was cleaning the interior of her vagina, inserting as deep as her finger allowed. Mesmerised by what I was seeing, I glanced at her and saw her observing my expressions. She smiled and winked at me. Reaching for the shower, she turned it on and began washing off the soap from her body, gently “slapping” her pussy several times and directing the spray directly into her vagina to wash away the suds inside. I went back to bed when she reached for the towel.

“Did you enjoy the show?” Michelle asked as she pulled back the sheets and climbed into bed. We laid there for a few moments, staring blankly at the program on CNA showing on the TV. “So you going back tomorrow?” I asked, turning to face her. Shaking her head, she replied “Not sure yet. Why? You don’t want me to go back is it?” I swallowed hard and quickly replied “No lah, not that…..” “Then why you ask?” she countered. I’m already up to my neck with three women now and I certainly don’t want to add another – at least not someone who’s moonlighting on the side…..”Cannot ask meh?” I replied and quickly brought my mouth to her right breast. “Hmm…..” she moaned softly as I suckled and licked her tit. Under the sheets, her hand moved to grab hold of my cock. Feeling it harden in her grip, she started squeezing and stroking it slowly.

Relishing the pleasurable sensation of being squeezed and stroked, my mouth now moved to her other breast. “Urrgh…..” she shuddered as my tongue came into contact with her nipple, her hands stroking my hair and pushing my head deeper towards her breast. My right hand meanwhile, was now on her tummy, inching slowly towards her cave of a thousand treasures. Finding her clit, I started rubbing against it. With her moans getting louder, she turned towards me and curled up in a foetal position, clamping my hand tightly between her legs. Not wanting to free myself, I continued rubbing, increasing the pressure and momentum. “Urgh…..” she groaned, her hand now tugging aggressively at my rod.

Feeling somewhat adventurous, I got up and knelt beside her. Turning her to lie on her back, I spread her legs wide apart. She’s rather bushy down below, I noticed, wondering if my bro would get lost in the forest later. Imagining myself cast as a porn actor filming on set, I inserted the middle and fourth fingers of my right hand slowly into her pussy. It slid in easily because she was already well lubricated by then. “From her own juices or was it KY?” I wondered. With palms facing up, I started rubbing against the top of her pussy, trying to locate her G-spot. Seems like I found it! She let out a loud groan and began buckling her hips up and down wildly. Increasing speed, I was determined to make her squirt, just like in the videos I used to view. Screaming now and buckling like a woman possessed, she was on a complete high with sexual excitement. Using my left hand, I alternated between tweaking her nipples, squeezing her breasts and thumbing her clit.

[defman]

Boob Man, your story really no horse run.
I no power, if no sure upzzz you gao gao.

I enjoyed your story thoroughly and its a form of relaxation for me as in keeping me away from work at night.

Keep it up !

[svs_hire]

Bro...one word which i can say.....SOLID!!!! keep the stories coming....!!!

[boob_man]

Sensing that she’s about to climax, I pumped my hand rapidly, even as it was starting to feel cramped. Boy, Lady Gaga’s “little monsters” symbol really can create monsters, I smiled to myself, while looking at Michelle. I could hear clearly, the squishing sound of her juices building up in her pussy.
Her body tensing, she lifted her hips and screamed - as her juices broke through the restraining walls of her internal reservoir.

It wasn’t exactly like in the videos where you actually see a squirt – Michelle didn’t squirt but her juices kept flowing until it soaked the sheets. With her chin facing the ceiling, and eyes rolled upwards, she looked exactly like she was going through an exorcism ritual! Body shuddering, inaudible sounds like deep grunts escaped through her quivering lips and nostrils. I was truly worried then, that she might go into fits as a result of that intense orgasm. Unable to withstand the onslaught of explosive spasms, she reached down and pulled my hand away.

Still shuddering from the aftershocks of a magnitude 10.0 mega cum, she stayed silent, panting heavily, almost to the point of hyperventilating. “You ok?” I asked her. Gasping for air, she just nodded and closed her eyes again, her body limp. Feeling her wetness on my fingers, I held it up against the light and admired a pattern resembling a sticky spider web. “Hmm, if I could put my fist in, there may be enough juice to form a spidey glove!” I sadistically sniggered to myself.

After she has caught her breath, it was my turn to be serviced now. As I laid back, she got up and leaned towards my dick. Limp due to inertia, she quickly put it into her mouth and began sucking hungrily. The action was enough to jolt my bro from his slumber. Fully erect now, Michelle was devouring my cock like some hungry ghost who went AWOL! Hmm, seems like the devil has not been fully exorcised yet…..

”Arrgh…..” I cried softly as she relentlessly slurped away, head bobbing like it could drop off any minute. Unable to hold on for much longer, I stopped her. Wiping her mouth with tissue, she laid back and spread her legs for me. Tearing the wrapper (Yes, I came prepared this time…..), I hurriedly put on the condom and got into position. Guided by GPS(?) (Got Pussy Smell(?)…..), my bro managed to find his way into her cavern without any problems. Laying down to rest on her, I began pumping while she crossed her legs over my bum. Gripping my shoulders tight, she was jerking like a mad woman. Afraid of getting scratch marks, I stopped momentarily and signalled her to switch positions.

Motioning her to get on all fours, I moved and positioned myself at her butt. Swaying her butt, her ass then looked particularly inviting to me but unfortunately, or fortunately, I’m not into asses. Can’t imagine my bro being greeted by a foul smelling brownish body substance upon entry…..She reached under her body and got hold of my dick, guiding it urgently into her soaking love nest. Holding on to her butt cheeks for support, I began pumping again. Her juices could be seen, stuck onto the condom in little sticky clots as my piston was ramming at full speed. She responded by jerking backwards, meeting each forward thrust. “Ergh…..!!” she cried as I looked at the reflection of her breasts in the mirror, swinging like a pendulum to the copulating rhythm.

Wanting to try other positions, I pulled out my dick and slapped her on the bum. “Ow!” she exclaimed and turned round to look at me. I then asked her to stand, facing the mirror of the dresser. Bending her over slightly, I penetrated her from behind. Looking at both our reflections in the mirror while fucking was truly an experience by itself - Facial expressions resembling pain while in fact it was the opposite. Grimacing expressions of torture while in fact was pure unadulterated pleasure. Breasts bouncing in every direction and beads of perspiration forming in spite of the air con…..

I then got her to lie on the edge of the bed and entered her while supporting both her legs. Not being able to bear the onslaught on her pussy and desperately wanting to climax a second time, she buckled like a wild horse and slammed her pussy into my dick with such force that my pelvis started to hurt. “Kan wa tua tua lat!” Michelle begged, voice cracking, eyes shut tight and biting her lips. “Wa ai lu kan wa hiong hiong!” she gasped. Feeling my cum building up, I increased my speed and she matched it with equal tenacity. “Arrgh…….wa choot liow, wa choot liao!” I panted, droplets of perspiration dripping onto her body. Slamming hard against my hips, she too screamed, “Wa pun choot, wa pun choot liao!!” We both climaxed at the same moment, bodies shuddering and hugging one another tightly. Ejaculating my last droplets of cum, I fell on her, both of us gasping for air.

Again, I wonder - if nature intended for us to enjoy sex, why then, especially in the throes of passion do we all grimace as if we’re in pain? Anyone of you ever noticed that? The shuddering, screaming, moaning, groaning and whimpering, as if crying or sobbing – is that supposed to be pleasure? Also, why must one close our eyes when we kiss? Is it to prevent us from getting a shock at discovering how our partner really looks, up close?? Why don’t we try smiling instead, the next time we’re reaching orgasm? On second thoughts, better not do that! Or else our partners may think they’re fucking an idiot…..

“You sure you went out with Wong?” the wife asked as I entered the bedroom. Looking at her, I replied “Ya! If not, then go where?” “You yourself know lor, you go where. Your eyes like don’t tally with your mouth” she answered cynically while looking at the TV.

“Michelle, ma belle…..” the devil in me was humming the song. Funny though, I kept seeing an image of a silver hammer coming down whenever I closed my eyes…..

Coming up next – “Do that to me one more time, once just isn’t enough…..”