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Unbelievable Story
As i am lying naked on the hotel bed facing small streaks of rays emitting on my body, i can't help but to pan out this fortunate series of events that led me here. Please forgive me for any grammatical mistakes. First time writing here.
I'm just a typical guy in the 30's, struggling to cope with everyday life just like rest of the bros here. I'm married for a couple years, have a gorgeous wife but sex life wasn't as remotely interesting as in the past. I was on my way to work when a girl caught my eye despite me engrossing on my phone, she was in her 20's. Wore a light yellow sleeveless top with a cropped denim shorts, not the ones that exposes butt cheek but just down below. Could see her fleshy thighs as she made her way to the seat in front of me. She was probably 1.7m in height and sports a glowy dark tan. I could have been too obvious with my stare that our eyes met and i immediately broke off eye contact and continued with my meaningless home screen swiping on my phone. I made my way to the mrt and she was walking in front of me, without warning my body acted on it's own and decided to follow her. Throughout the mrt journey, i kept thinking of her and took the occasional glace at her. I decided to act it out and get her number, having the courage to do so after watching many of vitalyzd's videos on youtube. She alighted at novena mrt and i quickly did the same. I walked past her and stopped in front of her, she was taken aback. Some other passengers must be thinking, WTF is this creep doing. I showed her my phone with the new contacts opened under the name "most gorgeous girl" with of course the number field empty. She didn't know what to react upon this sudden intrusion and said "thank you" with a nervous smile. I just uttered the word "Please" with a smile and she quickly punched in her number. She said bye in a hurried fashion and i waved back. As she was making her way up the stairs, i could see her tan fleshy thighs and butt cheeks out. It was a risk that i took, not knowing if she could have given me a fake number. Thinking it was too fast to immediately text her, that's when whatsapp proved to be very useful. Refreshed my list of whatsapp contacts and a new 89 contacts showed on my list. Moment of truth, scrolled down and saw her display picture with the status "A beautiful day", yes i concur. |
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First one to support.
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Second.
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i'm third
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Days turned to weeks, i was engulfed with both work and my ever straining relationship with my wife. I had long forgotten about my daring but successful attempt in getting her number. By the way her name is Melissa, i will just call her M.
It was another one of those petty fights with my wife that escalated to sleeping separate rooms. The night was still and hot, i was bored to the max. I needed to go out to take a breath and was browsing through my whatsapp on which kaki to ask out for an all beer fest. I chanced upon M's display picture and was sorely disappointed to see it was with a guy. I called Kenny and we met at clarke quay, talked about our work, our married life. Kenny has a couple kids hence he was financially strained at times. Bought him a few more rounds. Feeling tipsy, i began to tell him about M and he was taunting me to go after her. While taking a while to sober myself before driving, i decided to text M. "Hey Gorgeous". It was till the next afternoon, i received a reply "Hey.." I spent the next few months texting her and she was a wonderful person in many sense. She had an older sister as her dad left her mum when she was 10. She started working part time while the rest of her class mates were busy goofing around during secondary school and jc. She didn't make it to Uni due to her failing grades through all the part time jobs. She is a yoga instructor. She is very filial to her mum and very sensible. I thoroughly enjoyed conversing with her as she is a very positive and optimistic person which is a far cry from my wife who gets depressed at the slightest of things. And of course she had a bf who was a doctor at some neighborhood clinic, doc was in his 40's and married with kids. We began sharing more of our problems and what could had been different in life. I felt i was gonna be friend zoned by her soon and i ended all communications with her abruptly as it began. At the same time, my relationship with my wife improved oddly enough and i decided not to pursue M anymore. We went cold for a few weeks till she called me late one night, we have never spoken on the phone before and i hesitated for a bit before picking it up. Her mum had a stroke and no one was there for her including the douchebag doctor who was too chicken shit to leave the house in the middle of the night. I drove to the hospital and M hugged me when i arrived at the ICU. M was in tears and her mum was in critical condition. Her elder sister was there too with the husband. Thereafter we began to meet one another and our first date was some cartoon movie about blue parrots at Cathay. Upon meeting M outside Starbucks, i got nervous. M was dressed in a white tank top with daisy dukes, her long hair and big eyes further complimented her long tan fleshy legs which were all exposed. M was an avid swimmer and her tan lines showed. I pretended to be norm but i was constantly checking out her thighs and butt cheeks and i knew the rest of the guys ranging from teenagers to uncles were also checking her out. I even caught some of them leering at her ass and M seem oblivious when the daisy dukes she had on shifted even higher to the waist making her round butt cheeks even more exposed! The moment was magical and i began to understand a little on how some exhibitionists felt when they exposed themselves outside. I felt bolstered to have such a young and fine specimen next to me, looking at me, talking to me, laughing with me. It was like being in love all over again. M cuddled right next to me in the cinema and leaned her head on my shoulder. She had such a wonderful sweet smell on her. I felt my groin getting harder when i tilted down to smell her hair. The sweet smell of sunshine, youth, legs and ass was all in my mind, the things that i would do to her. Last edited by storm1980; 07-09-2014 at 05:36 PM. |
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Bro, more pls
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I love how descriptive you are in your stories! It's really good! Hope to read more of your works.
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more please...
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The more time I spent with M, the lesser I cared about the outside world including my wife. It became solely an obligation to go home. Due to the nature of my work, I do get to travel from time to time. An idea formed in my head one day, a short getaway to krabi with M. Nothing better than the sun and beach with her and of course bikini is a must. Gotten a week's leave from my company and so did M. I do have to elaborate at this point, I have concealed the fact that I'm married and my ring goes inside my wallet whenever I'm with M. My vision is narrow minded and I can only focus on one thing, to taste her. Of course she has quizzed me on my previous relationships and it was easy telling her the truth of all my ex's MINUS my wife. And also at the same time, she have stopped seeing the doc. Very much to my delight!
With all the trip planned and booked, I was hoping time would pass faster but everything else felt like an eternity. Truth be told, I had masturbated to M during showers. Imagining I was banging her sun tanned ass doggy style with her back fully arched and her bikini G-string still on by the side while I was furiously putting the shower gel on my dick to good use. Masturbation never felt better and I get rock hard easily whenever I thought of her during work or at home. Whenever we met, we can only talk about the trip and we were like 2 excited teenagers all over again. M made me feel young and most importantly alive again. A week before the krabi trip, I decided to bring M to the new attraction River Safari. My wife was using the car during the weekends and I thought it would be a great idea to take public transport with M. She stays in bishan and I went to her void deck to pick her up. M looked amazing as she walked down the stairs with a smile, a white dress on with a sunflower hat. I said "Hi" with the widest grin and she replied "Hey!" , M took me by surprise when she reached out her hand and it was the first time we held hands. I flustered and I could feel her soft delicate hands on mine. She smells wonderful and was constantly giggling as we slowly made our way to bishan mrt. I simply love the way M would look at me with those hazel eyes of hers whenever she talked or laughed, it wasn't pretentious but genuine. It was a sunny but windy Sunday afternoon, her skin was glistening golden brown. M was tidying up her hair whenever the wind blew them ever so gently, I could see that her armpits were very clean and a shade lighter. She is a very well groomed individual and knows how to take good care of herself. I also loved the way on how she would cover her small lips when she giggled. While walking down the narrow passageway, there were a multitude of cyclists zipping through. Enveloped in our own world, one uncle riding past almost ram into us. I quickly pulled M towards me and the next thing I knew, I could smell her sweet breath on my face and one of my palm was grabbing onto one of her ass cheeks through her silk white dress. It felt big and supple. I immediately let go of M and she was blushing as the cyclist uncle was still busy ringing his bell on other pedestrians walking towards the mrt. I said sorry and she replied it was ok...as if quickly enough, we began to walk again and conversed as before but my mind was elsewhere. My groin began to harden again. Last edited by storm1980; 08-09-2014 at 12:50 PM. Reason: grammer |
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Could it be I am the first Camper here ?
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Thanks bro, i do try my best to squueze in every detail as much as i could recollect.
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Uhoh she doesn't know you're married.
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Please continue..
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We arrived at the river safari after a tedious but fruitful bus journey from Amk interchange. I could really feel M opening up to me even more, she has so much more going on inside her than her physical attributes. The more I realized that, the more guilty I felt for thinking about her as a piece of meat. I promised myself to be a true gentleman and filter out those naughty thoughts but only time will attest to that. To our dismay, the place was jam packed with tourists and what not. While i was still looking at the peril of situation we are in, M was witty enough and suggested logging into the website to purchase the tickets. I got the e-tickets almost immediately and went straight in, good job girl! And fuck the queue.
The boat ride was disappointing and we got a bit wet from it, her dress was drenched. I tried not to peek and afterwards I bought a river safari t-shirt with the pandas on them. She was joyous after changing to it and didn't mind the wardrobe malfunction of a t-shirt onto of a dress, we had a good laugh out of it. We went to the zoo and again I realized how much of a child M was inside, commenting why the polar bear was so dirty, pressing her nose when we were near the zebra habitat. All those small gestures were so child like yet not pretentious. I was falling in love with her. We bought the hopper special so of course night safari was included. We sat on the tram, the night was quiet and cold...M inched closer to me and rested her head on my shoulder. Suddenly something struck my mind, it was a reminiscence of the past. I was here too when I dated my wife, I felt guilty and uncomfortable at this sudden realization of predicament. We got off at the end of the tram ride and I told M I wasn't feeling well. We went off in different taxis and she texted that she felt something amiss. I went home and saw the same woman that I have vowed to love till the end. She was clearly disinterested and casually asked if I had fun with the boys. I nodded my head and went into the study. Why did I come so far as to be seeing M behind my wife's back for months and even had a trip so meticulously planned out. I was in a dilemma till my wife went inside the study to remind me of the dishes and laundry that needed attention. Yes I do household chores as well but as of late, I was the maid. Took a cold shower and was clearly not in a mood for any masturbation or thereafter sex which not as if I am expecting any. Went to bed shortly after clearing out some client's paperwork and resumed the same routine I have with my wife almost every night, me watching youtube and her facebooking. Was about to switch off the lights when she went under the covers and began to remove my boxers. I removed the covers in time just to see her flicking her tongue on the tip of my cock. Soon she took my 9 inch into her mouth and halfway was as deep as she usually could manage without gagging. As if it was a re-run of the golden girls, after a couple mins. She was already riding and grinding her way to her own climax oblivious to my own needs as usual. The last memory of that night was me dragging myself to the toilet to wash up and to return with her fast asleep. |
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camping for more..appreciate the details bro..
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