Her sweet scent

bruceJKD · #1 20-03-2013, 09:20 PM

Greetings everyone, this story is FICTIONAL, I say again: FICTIONAL. All parts of the story are not real. Reason why I would wanna write this fictional story is becuase I've always fantasize about having a really submissive girlfriend, like those in jap av. Don't expect a fast update on this as I'm using this web via mobile. So here it goes:

I felt great stepping into my new office. My name is Clyde, Clyde Ang. I went in as an understudy of a man called Gordon, whom I'll be taking over from him as he will be resigning. The first few days were eventless, basically just trying to adapt to the new environment and new people. When I say people, I refer to ladies. Yes, majority of the firm's HR branch's workers are ladies, only a small fraction of which are men including me. I spend most of the lunch break alone at the cafe below the building, reading a book after my meal or simply just oogle at the fantastic OLs my building has to offer. Not that I'm a pervert and a loner. It's just that some of the OLs dress really nicely, with those tight skirt of theirs and the wonderful white office blouse where sometimes, you can see the pattern and the colours of their bra.

In the office at my sector, I'm the only male, sitting with 7 other ladies. Every now and then, I received lots of attention from them. Well, you can't blame them as male species in that HR branch are facing extinction.

Just a little bit of myself. I used to have a girlfriend, now broken up, named Wendy. Wendy is a really pretty girl with large eyes and pink soft lips every man wanna kiss. Being a B cupper, her slim waist and perky bum makes her B cup breasts look like a C. She loves to wear tanks, spag and camisoles which will reveal her luscious cleavage, attracting lots of attention from guys. During her stay over sessions at my home, I would always fuck her hard as a form of "punishment" for wearing revealing clothes. The reason for breaking up with that hottie is the insecurities she gave to me. One day, my insecurities proved to me that our 3 years 7 months relationship should come to an end ...

Lucifypunk · #2 20-03-2013, 10:49 PM

campu~~

tripleaxe · #3 20-03-2013, 11:05 PM

FICTIONAL is actually good.

Better than the so called "real" stories claimed by some writers HERE, which is highly exaggerated that it becomes so fake.

bruceJKD · #4 21-03-2013, 12:02 AM

No responses?

bruceJKD · #5 21-03-2013, 05:19 AM

One day, my insecurities proved to me that our 3 years 7 month relationship should come to an end ...

I still remember on 26th July 2011, just slightly after my birthday, Wendy fell sick and took medical leave and stayed at home to rest. Being a romantic guy, I decided to cook her some fish porridge and go to her place to surprise her. So I started preparing and left once the porridge is ready.

Upon arrival at her door step, I fished out the set of house keys she gave to me for her home and unlock the gate and door slowly, steadily and silently. I can't help but to notice a pair of brown crocodile leathered shoes and a pair of her favourite heels were thrown on the floor like as if someone had hastily taken them off. Then I heard it. The obvious moans of ecstasy of a female with occasional murmurings of a male. I stealthily crept to the source of the moans and it led me to her room, unlocked. Turning the knob and pushing the door open slowly, I saw a sight to behold. A Caucasian guy was kissing and pumping Wendy missionary.

Wendy: Mmmmfffhh .. Mmmmfffhh .. David ! Oooh! You're so much bigger than my aaaaaaahhhh! Boy .. Mmmmfffhh .. Friend!

David: oh yeah I'm coming baby! Quick! Where should I unload?

Wendy: I want your ooooohh ! Cum ahhhh on my face baby!

With that, the Caucasian guy, David (I only knew he was David through her moanings) withdrew his thick, long rod and ejaculated his Caucasian sperm all over Wendy's face with Wendy sticking out her tongue like a slut. She then began licking and sucking it clean for him. While sucking it clean for him, Wendy glance to her left side towards her door and saw me standing and watching them.

She stopped sucking that Caucasian dick and gasps in surprise with my presence, with cum all over her face. I immediately took action. Without hesitating, I splashed the hot porridge on that bloody caucasian's dick before treating him with my right upper cut followed by several knuckle sandwiches from me while mounting on him when he fell onto the floor like a sack of potatoes. With that I turned around and began walking out of the room.

Wendy chased after me to her living room, still naked. Cried and begged me to stay and let her explain. Guys, you should see her face, it's filled with cum and tears. Come to think of it, it's absolutely priceless! Anyway, I refused to listen to her at that moment and left her home a mad and angry man ...

bruceJKD · #6 21-03-2013, 05:22 AM

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Originally Posted by tripleaxe

FICTIONAL is actually good.

Better than the so called "real" stories claimed by some writers HERE, which is highly exaggerated that it becomes so fake.

Yeah, sometimes I will feel that it's added with salt and several spices. Sometimes sex life will not be so eventful one. Singaporean girls are still quite conservative, for a handful of them.

bruceJKD · #7 21-03-2013, 05:24 AM

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Originally Posted by MichaelSanz

We all busy pccing

Haha! Nice answer bro.

tripleaxe · #8 21-03-2013, 07:47 AM

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Originally Posted by bruceJKD

Yeah, sometimes I will feel that it's added with salt and several spices. Sometimes sex life will not be so eventful one. Singaporean girls are still quite conservative, for a handful of them.

HaHa.

As a cooking analogy:-just a little sprinkler of "salt and spices" goes a long way to enhance the taste.

The food is still the main ingredient, not the salt or spices.

Problem is this "real" story writers throw handful of "salt and spices" instead until it becomes inedible.

Pity they have cook-up such so called 'real' stories to boost their ego.

Sad man! Sad

bruceJKD · #9 21-03-2013, 10:16 AM

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Originally Posted by tripleaxe

HaHa.

As a cooking analogy:-just a little sprinkler of "salt and spices" goes a long way to enhance the taste.

The food is still the main ingredient, not the salt or spices.

Problem is this "real" story writers throw handful of "salt and spices" instead until it becomes inedible.

Pity they have cook-up such so called 'real' stories to boost their ego.

Sad man! Sad

Yeah, over-seasoned dish is not very nice but rather turned off. My sex life wasn't too eventful like theirs. Maybe I'm a boring guy? I don't know but theirs is over emphasized.

bruceJKD · #10 21-03-2013, 02:24 PM

Anyway, I refused to listen to her at that moment and left her home an angry man ...

I went home and cried after that, rejecting her spam calls and ignoring her multiple composition style messages. Not long after, I received a call from my BMT buddy, Travis, asking me out for a drink at Acid bar. Quickly got changed and head towards that bar for a drink.

When I reached the destination, I heard the live band playing Oasis' Stop Crying Your Heart Out. For bros and sis (if there is) who don't know that song, the lyrics for the chorus goes:

"For all of the stars have faded away so try not to worry, you'll see them someday. Take what you need and be on your way and stop crying your heart out."

Listening to this song at this moment when this happened to me is like rubbing salt on my open wound and smearing caramel on it, waiting for ants to feast on my wound. It's really really painful to lose a relationship with a girl, whom once claimed and promise to love me a lifetime.

Travis: Eh Siao eh! Over here!

I turned around to acknowledge and I was amazed. He had 4 other girls with him that night and they are all beauties. Immediately made myself comfortable at the sofa seat, seating beside a girl called Shimin. I won't mention the rest of the girls as they are not part of the story. Anyway, I briefly introduced myself and began pouring the blue label into my glass.

We chatted a lot as a group, cracked lame and silly jokes. I excused myself to the washroom at the bar next door and went out for a smoke. Then Shimin came out from the toilet too and she came to have a solo chat with me outside the bar.

Shimin: why are you smoking alone? Where's Travis?

Me: just decided to smoke alone after using the toilet. And sorry, didn't really catch your name ..

Shimin: why are you so heartless? I'm Shimin! You're Clyde right?

Me: yeah ..

Shimin: see! I remember your name and you don't remember mine.

Me: sorry, wasn't in a good mood previously

Shimin: why? Mind sharing?

Me: caught my girlfriend red handed with a Caucasian guy on the bed you know .. ? Then I just broke up with her

Shimin: awww! Don't be sad! You still have me right?

She smiled and placed her arms around and consoled me ...