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Re: the 3 that changed me
Sis HiddenAngel,How are u.Miss yours leggy
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Bro Ah Rat, been great, miss my leggy meh? Thgt you always say you wan to teh neh neh leh
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Sis, got neh neh to teh
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nice story bro!
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This for e compliments! But erh...me is female kitty.... not bro... |
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While I'm playing around with ideas for my fiction thread, I decided to post on my non-fiction thread on updates with Mr.T
This was where I left off http://thesbf.shop/showpos...&postcount=734 So how did things progress with Mr.T? Read on P.S: Mr.T, this is part 1 of ur return Xmas gift... ------------------------------ We parted reluctantly. It wasn't something we both wanted but it had to be done. Fate however wasn't done with us. In the days that ensued, both of us tried our best to ignore what we felt inside and be purely platonic friends. If we met, hugs...ok, try not to hold hands, and even more, not to kiss or,anything else. It was also a time when we could really hang out with each other without anything sexual happening. Well, we succeeded.. At least for awhile... One evening, we arranged to meet for dinner. I cannot recall the circumstances clearly, but I do recall that before that, I was being rather emo. I do get emo easily....and it was raining me and my pals- the doggies....:s didn't help my mood. But somehow, seeing Mr.T brightened me up. Perhaps it's that effect he has on me. He makes me smile. Happy. Just being with him. So we had dinner, and as usual, he saw me back home. Usually he'd park and we would chill abit, sometimes hug, or kiss abit before we made our way up. Today was no different. Except, perhaps we had spent considerable time apart from each other, Mr.T and his monster missed me...even till now, I'm still amused when his monster comes poking out from just lip locking. And yes, in public places. Lols. But I digress. It began really innocently, just wanting to hold each other. We thought we could be content with that. Then there was the suggestion to move to the backseat. It's quite tough stretching across from the driver seat to the front passenger seat and vice versa. So we hugged. We cuddled for abit. And not really being aware of it, it became a make out session. To say we kissed each other hungrily is a gross understatement. We literally devoured each other. And as we began to get into the mood, hands began to wander. It didn't help that the dress I was wearing was a little on the short side, ending around mid-thigh, which had begun to snake up to butt level, allowing Mr.T many avenues for exploration, which he fully took advantage of. As the dress I was wearing was quite clingy, I had opted to wear a thong instead. The lack of material thereof, told me how increasingly damp I was becoming. Perhaps it was the moon again. I did something I never expected myself to do. I climbed across Mr.T and straddling him, began undoing his pants. Whether he was surprised, shocked or in joy, I really couldn't decide. Lols My only thought was simply to get him in me ASAP. Besides, T didn't resist either, he enjoys having me on top- so he can sit back and enjoy. Plus, there was the familiar dampness on his boxers as well. The monster was oozing pre-cum. Pushing my thong to the side, I positioned myself over Mr.T's monster and slid down slowly, grimacing as I felt that familiar pain as my entrance muscles slowly relaxed to take him into me. Deep into me, filing me wholly. It was quite an experience, riding him in the backseat, in a public carpark lot. Even more so as Mr.T became slightly paranoid some passing car or person would catch us in the act. Lols. That I had chosen to leave my thong on in the process somehow made it feel more kinky than totally removing it. However, it was somewhat challenging as well due to space constraints. Thus after awhile, Mr.T suggested the nearby stairway. That way, he would also have to 'work' I hesitated abit before following him out to the stairway. But not before removing my by now thoroughly soaked thong Checking that we would hidden from any passer bys on the outside, I bent over the stair railing as Mr.T positioned himself to take me from behind. As he worked at pumping into me, his hand found his way up to my boobs and began squeezing them. But due to the cut of my dress, it was impossible to reach in and caress them directly. Another rash idea came to mind. With shaky hands, I reached for the side of my dress and unzipped it, and gave Mr.T a Cheshire Cat like grin. Now, he had proper access. With His thrusting and at the same time massaging my boobs, I couldn't resist but let out a few moans. It echoed through the stairwell. I was suitably embarrassed, and became abit worried someone would investigate the source?.or maybe catch a free show but Mr.T, being him, always successfully renders me incapable of thought as he brings me to my climax. Shortly after, he too quickly withdrew and shot his load, most of it spilling on to the concrete floor. "Wa...that was alot" We both kinda agreed on that. I wondered how long had he accumulated all that..hmm. Perhaps that was also the reason for his extra horniness. As we were cleaning up, T suddenly said: "Ey, I don't think we're the only ones doing it here lo" Hearing T's comment, I glanced at where he was pointing at. Sure enough, there was faint marks on the walls...of some substance dripping from a certain height down to the floor. We grinned at each other. As T walked me back home later, I felt jelly like in the legs. If I wasn't holding on to him, I might have wobbled and collapsed. But I couldn't help think to myself, if T was that open to experimentation...hm.... Ideas began forming in my mind Assuming of cos, there would be a next time. Last edited by kittymae; 28-12-2012 at 01:27 AM. |
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Well, this is actually my favourite thread of your story set. Glad to see an update from you =).
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Better get to zzz soon yeah |
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It's a good thing I am on leave for a little while. I should actually be working on my own thread... but yeah, it's a tendency to be abit lazy although I already know what to write...
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AHHHHH HAHAHAH OMG LOL. Anyway! Doggies huh? Your pals Hahaha is it a reference to whats coming up next?
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Sis kitty, applaud u for being brave enough to recall and share ur hurts.
What's important is u learn from ur experience and live life to the fullest! Open ur heart and I am sure u will one day find the man in ur life who will love you and treasure u for who u r. |
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Woo car sex woo carpark staircase Wooo miss those days....
Good update
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Lets doggieee~~~
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Ok sis....u definitely need ..... [pls fill in blanks accordingly to ur imagination] Hahahahahah Still a few more days till end of Xmas...maybe Santa will drop a surprise in ur stocking. Haha |
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I have one at home la.. lol Perhaps.. perhaps.. perhaps ~~ |
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