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#166
29-08-2013, 03:11 PM
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Re: My wife's good friend's sleep-over
Thanks for waiting. Here's my 18th instalment. Enjoy!!
================================================= Without any warning, I pulled her to me by her waist and gave her a kiss on the lips and held it there; pressing her back with my hand. Staring into her eyes and gave her a wink. Before I moved away, I whispered again, “Now we are even.” She looked stunned and I walked off. I knew Ryan was looking but continued with his conversation with his friend. While walking out, gave him a mild smile and nodded my head. I guessed the morning scene made me wanting Faith again. Sigh…men. ================================================= That Monday was the same as any other Mondays. Sitting in the office checking the invoices coming in and out, checking emails and meeting my regular clients in the afternoon. Kate rarely comes in now because of our boy. We decided she would stay with the boy, coming in once in a while to have a look. However, she has not come in for nearly a year. Later that afternoon, I was having lunch with a client near my office when my phone buzzed. It was Faith. “U made mi very bz tdy! My colleagues been asking mi who u r!” “Lol…mass email em will save u lotz of time” “Hahahaha…xiao ar! Then my hoe dept wil noe!” “Then take ur time to explain to em lor  ” I replied with a smile on my face.“Who’s that? Girlfriend ar,” my client asked. “Haa, maybe,” I replied with a smile. Some how, that message left a sweet taste in me. Had been like dinosaur age since I felt that. That perky ass in that sexy lacy black G-strings came fading in. My didi had a twitch. It had a twitch despite there was an old man in front of me, telling me his experience doing business in China. To me, he was just mouthing his words, which I did not take in a single bit. My mind was able to block out the noise in the coffee shop and the world seemed muted. Interesting. The power of the mind. I had an urge to see her. I wanted to see her. I wanted her. I excused myself to the toilet and at the back of the coffee shop I called Kate. “Hi mama, tonight no soccer liao. What time is the viewing with Faith?” “Ya about that. I wanted to call you. Anyway, I am now at my parents’. They missed Keane and wanted to see him so I brought him here. And about tonight, you arrange with Faith bah. Come fetch me when you guys are done,” Kate said, with me smiling and punching in the air behind the phone. “Oh alright, I’ll call her then. I’ll come pick you up at 9. Most probably will be done by then. Bye.” I went back to the old man who was still talking about his China expedition. Luckily shortly after rejoining him, someone called him and he had to go. “Wa lau eh, everytime like that. Last minute cock up.” My client whined while gathering his wallet, lighter and cigarette pack on the table. “Oh…so you got to go,” I said and stood up feeling rather relieved. “Ya la, I’ll call you tomorrow to settle the documents. I’ll get my son to meet you. All the best young man.” “Thank you Mr Ng. See you again. Bye.” I had nothing to do for the rest of the day. I sat back down, ordered a tea with less milk and a pack of cigarette. That previous pack had gone stale. I started to plan my short evening with Faith. Should I bring her somewhere with nice ambience for dinner and perhaps with a bar? However, Kate might find out we had been drinking. I could not decide. I messaged her. “Yo babe, Kate's not joining us 2nite 4 ur viewing. I'll go wif u. Wat time is it?" "Cancelled alrdy. Owner not free 2day lei. Postponed 2 tmr. Wru nw?" Faith replied. Thinking it would be a longer night, I replied, "Oo...Kate at her parent's plc. U wan makan? Im near my opick." "I need 2 go hm get somethings. R u free nw? ""I gt nothing le. Kk...15 min rch ur office." "Ok...see ya *muack*" She included a blow-kiss whatsapp emotions at the end of the message. I ditched that hot tea, grabbed my cigarette and went off. I reached her office but she was not down yet. I messaged her again. "Rched." "Wa so fast! Ok ok...3 mins." I do not know why, but I was so nervous, anxious and excited while waiting for her that I whipped out a cigarette again for the third time that day. Went over the limit I set for myself. Stood by the bin within the yellow box and puffed my nervousness away. Just then a group of 5 walked towards my direction, 3 guys and 2 ladies. One of the guys was Ryan. "Hey hi Patrick. Waiting for Faith?" Ryan greeted me and asked. "Hi, ya waiting for her." I replied, smiling and nodded to the others. "I saw her packing, should be down any minute." "Ok, thanks. Sorry, I can't remember your name." I replied and lied while Faith walking towards us behind him. "Haa, Ryan la." "Ah ya, sorry. Busy day." I said and offered my hand out to Faith who had reached us. Placed my hand behind her waist and leaned forward. Faith who caught my hint, followed my lead, leaned forward too and received a kiss from me on her cheek. "Hi darling," I greeted my "girlfriend". "Bye Ryan, see you guys around." I said to all. I walked Faith to my car and holding hands. I said to her, "Now you really owe me a hundred bucks." She turned and looked at me, giving me a big fake smile and said while trying not to move her lips too much, "heh heh heh, in your dream ar." I opened the door for her and drove off. Off to her place, just the two of us. -To be continued 
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#167
29-08-2013, 03:12 PM
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Re: My wife's good friend's sleep-over
Bro Thug,
I am usually a silent reader but I can't help myself but to write you a complimentary note. Your story is well written, full of actions erotica and yet not missing the emotional parts of the characters. Think this completes the story very much. Very well written. I look forward to be your loyal reader soon again and wonder if the fantasy of having kate, faith and you under one roof will be the very nice ending.... Superb!
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#168
29-08-2013, 04:01 PM
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Re: My wife's good friend's sleep-over
many doses for today. yeah.
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#171
29-08-2013, 10:35 PM
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#172
29-08-2013, 10:41 PM
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================================================== I walked Faith to my car and holding hands. I said to her, "Now you really owe me a hundred bucks." She turned and looked at me, giving me a big fake smile and said while trying not to move her lips too much, "heh heh heh, in your dream ar." I opened the door for her and drove off. Off to her place, just the two of us. ================================================== It was 4:24pm when I met up with Faith. I still had approximately 4.5 hours to be with Faith alone. While driving, I was trying to think where to go while Faith going non-stop about her work, bitching about her colleagues and her presentation earlier. "...you know what she did after that? That bitch, she..." “What are you getting from your house?” I interrupted Faith, trying to calculate the time. “Oh, just some clothing. Looks like I’m staying till Wednesday at your place. Why?” “Nothing. Just thinking where to eat before fetching Kate at her parents’. Any suggestions?” “Aiyah, we buy up to my place and have it there lo. Save time.” Faith said and went on, "That bitch, she went to...." Kind of disappointed on my end after hearing that suggestion. I thought she did not treasure the time we get to be alone. I agreed to it reluctantly and let her finish her bitching. We managed to packet some simple food up to her place. “Wa, I’m done. Full liao. Wei, you finish my portion hor, don’t waste. I’ll go bathe now.” “…orr ok.” I replied still feeling imbalanced. I finished up the remaining food and cleared the table. Washed my hands and sat down at the couch to watch some shows. Nothing interesting was on and I began to roam around her house. I entered her study room. There were papers piling up on files and the files on more papers. I started to help her tidy up her desk. As I was straightening up the papers and files, a folder stood out and caught my attention among the rest. It was an option to purchase contract for an apartment. I read through and it has the same address as my house. Faith has decided on an apartment in my vicinity. “Eh…then why did she say she has viewing today?” I thought still holding up the papers reading through one more time to confirm. Perhaps she wanted to show us one last time before signing? I checked again, it was already signed and dated 4 days ago. I did not want to impose in her decision so I left the papers and files in however they were found and went out. As I was making my way to the kitchen to get a drink, Kate called out to me from her room. “Hey, can you come in for a while? Help me with this thing here.” Faith called out to me.
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#173
29-08-2013, 10:42 PM
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I knocked on the door and entered the room. Faith had her bathrobe on and was drying her hair with a towel, bending down forward at the door of the bathroom. Although I could not see it very clearly, but the opening of the bathrobe at the top was giving me a lot of imaginations. The fragrance from her shower foam filled the room, pleasing my sense of smell with the bathroom door opened. Water dripping could be heard from the showerhead slotted in its holder and the light in the bathroom was flickering. Her white hugging dress was in the laundry basket in the corner and I am quite sure so was the lacy G-strings that had been hunting me the whole day.
“Your bathroom light ar?” I asked after surveying the room and enjoying my sight on her. “Ya, I have a new one in the storeroom. Can help?” Faith asked while drying her hair with the towel still. “Ok.” I said and went out to get the new bulb. “Alright done!” I reported after 2 or 3 minutes of work, trying out the new bulb by switching on and off the light. Faith was sitting at her dressing table and drying her hair with her hairdryer. With that noisy machine working beside her ears she said, or rather, almost shouting, “What?” “I said I’m done la,” I replied, walking up behind her looking at her into the mirror and continued, “You need help?” “You know how or not? Don’t spoil my hair hor.” “I used to do it for Kate at home lei.” I took over the dryer, pulled her back and rested her head on the back of the chair. Straightened her hair over the chair. Using my fingers to stroke through them gently, to untangle the tangled and started the blow dry. Initially, Faith was worried, monitoring the action through the mirror. Then she gained some confidence in me and closed her eyes to rest. I joked by creating a conversation with her like how normally a hairdresser would to his customer. I know it was lame but still managed to make her smile and laugh at times especially when I mimicked the accent of a Malaysian, speaking mandarin. I stopped the jokes and she was resting there on the chair. She looked so beautiful in the reflection, closing her eyes and with her hair still damp. The cool lightings in her room really made her skin looked even fairer. That obvious collarbone showing in between the opening of the bathrobe made her looked even sexier. The neckline gradually smoothened out downwards and into the darkness under the bathrobe after merging with the contour of her cleavage. I put down the dryer and she opened her eyes and lifted her head slightly. “Shhhh…,” I hushed, with my index finger over my lips while I pushed her head back gently to the resting position and I whispered in her ears, “I’m giving you a head massage. Close your eyes and rest.” She rested her head back on the chair, interlocked her fingers and placed them on her lap. I gave her inner corner of her eyes a gentle rub with my fingers, slowly moved up to her forehead, giving it some gentle pressing. “How’s the pressure?” “Good,” Faith replied with a soft voice. I continued with the strength and moved on to the top part of her head and then down to the side above the ears. After spending some time at the head, I moved down to her shoulders and slowly made my way to her neck. She was enjoying all these while. I slipped down to her shoulders again but this time, my hands were under the bathrobe. The rubbing action from my hands had disturbed the position of bathrobe and the opening was made bigger and bigger until the left side of the bathrobe fell over her shoulder showing that smooth and shiny shoulder under the cool lights. I was looking down all these while. She did not pull it back up. The bathrobe dropped further and passed the pit and her left nipple was almost in the open but from my angle, I could see it clearly. It was rubbing with the movement of her breathing against the bathrobe. Faith showed a slight smile on her face and my cock was pushing my jeans crying out for freedom.
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#174
29-08-2013, 10:48 PM
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I pushed down the bathrobe on her right and said, “Opps.”
Her eyes remained closed and gave me a smirk. I stretched my fingers further down and massaged the upper part of her chest. Her breathing started to quicken. I bended down and gave her neck a big kiss and followed by a lick. I said, “You smell really nice,” and continued to kiss her neck with me biting it slightly. She pressed my head against her neck with her hand behind it, brushing through my hair and started to tilt her head more to her left. “How was the massage? You like it? You want more?” I asked her. “Yes, I want more.” She replied while opening her eyes, looking at me. “Ok, but I would like to bathe first. Can you to wait?” I asked sensually, looking straight into her eyes. Faith nodded. I slipped out of my clothes while Faith watching the strip show. The moment I closed the door behind me, I went into flash mode and washed the more important parts, my face and gargle my mouth with the mouthwash. It took me only 3-4 minutes. I was worried she might change her mind. As I was drying myself, Faith off the lights outside, I could see through the underside of the door. “Ho seh liao, its fun time!” I thought to myself. Double up on my drying and entered the room. Faith was standing by the bed facing me. Her bathrobe was proper. She just stood there and looked at me. With the help of the 2 table lamps by her bed, she slowly untied the waist belt and her bathrobe parted in the middle. She was not wearing any bra but…she was wearing a red lacy panty. Its side was high up by the hipbones creating a V shape. She slowly dropped bathrobe off her shoulders and onto the ground, she said, “You like to see me in my G-string right?” “No...I love it,” I replied, staring straight at her groin. She was looking at my raw cock growing harder and bigger like watching a motion-stop video. She continued with a smile, “I knew you were awake and watching me this morning. I let you watch me change on purpose.” Upon hearing this, I went up to her in big steps, hugging her and kissing her all over. Our tongues met in passionate deadlock and passing our saliva to each other, making it as wet as possible. Our lips were out of shape during the french style kiss. Tasting and licking the inside of our mouth; feeling up the teeth and gums. Oh god, I wanted to eat her up. I want her inside me. I want her to be part of me! In her house, we need not to silent our pleasure. Both of us let it all out. She was moaning in hunger. I attack her neck, bend my knees slightly, cupped her butt cheeks and caressed them while still standing. Calling out her name. “Ahh…Faith, I want you,” I moaned. Slotted my hand in between her legs and felt them right up to her pussy and gave it a hard rub with her Gs still on. I turned her around and guide her into her doggy on her bed. I knelt down behind her on the floor admiring that divine piece of ass with that sexy lacy G-string, stroking her thigh with the back-side on my fingers. I started to draw circles at her pussy and used my nails to stroke it along the crevice, deliberately spending more time on the clitoris area. She let out a huge whine. I pushed her down, requested to arch her ass and spread her legs slightly, Downward Dog style as they called it. I went for the pussy straight. Giving it my sensual rub with my tongue in circles. Licking the side of the groin at times. I flicked under the Gs and licked her vagina which caused her to have a couple of quick inhales and followed by moans. Her pussy was already super wet and my favorite drink was on free-flow. I continued my licking on the Gs and finally parting it to the side and inserted my tongue fully into it. “Oh my god, I love this…ahhhh…don’t stop please…” she moaned and whined. The Gs started to become an obstacle for my access to her love hole, I removed them and threw them one side on the bed. I sped up and gave it a thorough suck, burying my face into her wet underside. I stuck my tongue so deeply and wriggling in it that the wet sucky noise could be heard again. “YES…YES…THAT’S’ IT!! DON’T STOP!” She shouted, “DON’T STOP!” She came and there was a little squirting. I slurped up the juice that was flowing out and continued to bury my face into her super wet femininity. I tried to breathe in and some of the wetness was sucked in into my nose. Her hands grabbed the bed sheets so tightly that the corners came off and her butt cheeks vibrated with the shivers created by the orgasm. I finally can breathe again. My face was so wet that there was a drop on my nose threatening to drip off. Still kneeling, I turned her over and pulled her down the bed. She was kneeling too, facing me. “You see my face, so wet.” “Eeeee….hahaha” “Wa…eeeeee ar. These are your juices you know!” That drop on my nose was shaking left to right making it very itchy. I lifted up my hand and wanted to wipe it away when Faith stopped me. She leaned in placing both her hands on my cheeks and licked her juices up with her tongue, sucking on my face as well. We were kissing again. I was so aroused by her action, I said, “Faith, can I fuck you now…please?” “You don’t want me to help you first?” “You can help me when I’m cumming,” I said with a cheeky face, trying my luck. “Fuck me then, fuck me raw now” Faith pleaded with her come-fuck-me face while crawling up the bed. We climbed up to bed and lay her down on her back. I lifted her legs up, spread them and pushed them upwards; lifting up her hip at the same time. I had her dripping wet pussy fully exposed. I rubbed my dick on it before inserting slowly. I love the warmth in her pussy. I retracted back my erected penis out again and went in slowly once again. She loved it so much and was begging for more. “Ahhh…huhhh…give it to me please,” Faith begged. “Yea? You want it? Beg for it.” “Please, uhhhh…huhhh…please…” “Suck my tongue then I’ll give it to you,” I demanded, stick out my tongue and lowering my head. Faith sucked frantically tilting her head side to side. I went in without any warning and officially started my pumping. She went crazy. With every pump I made, my dick went stiffer and stiffer. I kept pumping non-stop. I found the lacy G-string lying beside her on the bed. I picked it up and sniffing at the pussy area. It was damp. I wiped it all over my face while still pumping Faith below. I was damn high. I could not have enough. I retract my dick and dipped the Gs into her vagina, dug out a lump of slime and I put it in my mouth, sucking on the pussy juice with the rest of the Gs hanging out. I continued with my pumping. I pulled her up sitting on me. I hugged her around the waist and pile driver her in and out my stick. That feeling was great. Especially when my raw dick entered her hole spreading the lips of her wet vagina. I shared the Gs with her. She sucked on it too. I could not take it any more. I was about to cum. The load was going to be a huge one I know. I stood up on the floor, pulled her down with me and had her sitting at the edge of the bed. I lifted her legs up again and insert my dick in again. The feeling intensified with every thrust I made. “I’m cumming Faith, arhhh….I’m cumming soon! Where do you want me to shoot? Oh fuck…” I cried after throwing the Gs on the floor. “In my mouth…shoot in my mouth…huhhhhh.” I pulled her down to the floor and gave my cock a few hard strokes. “Cumming….ahhhhhh….cumming!!” I screamed. Faith knelt up, placed her hands on my buttocks and stuck my dick into her mouth and I blasted my load into her mouth. She sucked the hell out of it and went crazy again. Moaning in pleasure and fulfillment. She began to slow down as the interval of my finishing thrusts got longer. She held my dick in her hands and continued with the sucking. Not letting any of my semen go into waste. She opened her eyes with my cock still in her mouth and giggled. She wrapped her lips around my cock and slid my cock out of her mouth; took extra caution when reaching the tip. She opened her mouth and showed me my own dairy product rolling her tongue in her mouth. She closed her mouth and swallowed my load, licking her lips after that. Came up to my dick and gave it a few sucks again. Spending some quality time with my dying cock in her mouth. “How’s the taste?” I asked, noticing there was a drop of semen on her lower lip that she missed licking up. “Hehehe, yummy. Especially from you.” "Yummy? There's a drop here," I said to her pointing at my own lip. "No...let me," I stopped her when she wanted to wipe it off with her hand. I got down and lick my own semen with my tongue, mixed it with my saliva and transferred the cocktail in my mouth to hers. She licked it cleanly and swallowed it again. Oh god, I love doing it with her. I went down and gave her a big hug and a huge kiss. I did not care if I have my sperm in my mouth, I just did not care. -To be continued
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#175
29-08-2013, 10:54 PM
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19th instalment is a super long episode. 2700+ words to be exact. If you bros don't like to read big chunk of words do let me know. I'll try to break them into smaller parts in the future. Thanks.
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#178
29-08-2013, 11:59 PM
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this is getting more and more interesting
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#180
30-08-2013, 01:38 AM
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