WND (Woman-Next-Door)

[<<totally>>]

Originally Posted by callmebad

I saw you writing - May I
Must you need to ask permission to have sex?

I believed TS is showing his gentleman attitude toward his lover and to show he placed her on top priority before anything by asking before he seek to continue.

To resembles in a ball, if a guy wishes to ask another girl he fancy. He will move up and lift his hand (waiting to hold manner )and ask her :" May I?"

If i interpret wrong dun laugh hor

[tomyum65]

TS, good writing style. Things have changed, people have moved on and outcomes may not be in favorable.

Do sum up your thoughts and finish up the story. Sex is not always the essence of any story (IMO).

Chancing upon your post of the "What If..." let's me relates to "To Risk".

"To laugh is to risk appearing a fool,

To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.

To reach out to another is to risk involvement,

To expose feelings is to risk exposing your true self.

To place your ideas and dreams before a crowd is to risk their loss.

To love is to risk not being loved in return,

To live is to risk dying,

To hope is to risk despair,

To try is to risk failure.

But risks must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.

The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing.

He may avoid suffering and sorrow,

But he cannot learn, feel, change, grow or live.

Chained by his servitude he is a slave who has forfeited all freedom.

Only a person who risks is free.

The pessimist complains about the wind;

The optimist expects it to change;

And the realist adjusts the sails."

All the best to you!

[pendragon_sg]

thread has potential

[KNScucumber]

Nice read.

[RegainedMojo]

I like this thread

[Horsemann]

Dude..thanks for reviving this thread.
I have to agree that this thread is indeed different from the rest of the threads.
I can almost feel the kind of roller coaster emotions you have been through.
And somehow, there is something different from the way you wrote 2 years ago.
Probably not as enthu..but who can blame you.
Anyways itz an enjoyment reading your writings.
And of coz...Hens nite plss!!

[SexyStan]

Originally Posted by callmebad

I saw you writing - May I
Must you need to ask permission to have sex?

Originally Posted by <<totally>>

I believed TS is showing his gentleman attitude toward his lover and to show he placed her on top priority before anything by asking before he seek to continue.

To resembles in a ball, if a guy wishes to ask another girl he fancy. He will move up and lift his hand (waiting to hold manner )and ask her :" May I?"

If i interpret wrong dun laugh hor

Thanx Bro Totally, ur interpretation is correct. I knw it sounds a lil stupid to ask, but I'm writing what happened back then. And I did ask.

Originally Posted by xiaosiong

Ts,

You are simply brilliant!! How much worse can it be to be kissing the girl u love, yet you can't be with her. Every kisses u 2 make it just like magnet attracting each other, yet knowing both cannot be together forever.

Ya, I was so farked at that point in time. I knw... Lol.

Originally Posted by tomyum65

TS, good writing style. Things have changed, people have moved on and outcomes may not be in favorable.

Do sum up your thoughts and finish up the story. Sex is not always the essence of any story (IMO).

Chancing upon your post of the "What If..." let's me relates to "To Risk".

"To laugh is to risk appearing a fool,

To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.

To reach out to another is to risk involvement,

To expose feelings is to risk exposing your true self.

To place your ideas and dreams before a crowd is to risk their loss.

To love is to risk not being loved in return,

To live is to risk dying,

To hope is to risk despair,

To try is to risk failure.

But risks must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.

The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing.

He may avoid suffering and sorrow,

But he cannot learn, feel, change, grow or live.

Chained by his servitude he is a slave who has forfeited all freedom.

Only a person who risks is free.

The pessimist complains about the wind;

The optimist expects it to change;

And the realist adjusts the sails."

All the best to you!

Thanx for "To Risk", & ur sppt.

Originally Posted by Horsemann

Dude..thanks for reviving this thread.
I have to agree that this thread is indeed different from the rest of the threads.
I can almost feel the kind of roller coaster emotions you have been through.
And somehow, there is something different from the way you wrote 2 years ago.
Probably not as enthu..but who can blame you.
Anyways itz an enjoyment reading your writings.
And of coz...Hens nite plss!!

Hi Bro.. glad to see supporters of past coming back. Hmm, I appreciate u noticing e change in "style", perhaps some of e past followers wld do so as well. Yea, kinda different I guess. Back then, it was joyful sharing my story of Lorraine w/ u guys as there was so much to look forward to. Sppt from Bros egged me on in my courtship & made me fearless I guess. Then, towards the end, it was just painful and I stopped posting. These pangs of pain still follow me today, though in more manageable degrees. Hopefully, I will find closure, w/ the close of all my updates... once and for all. And yes, Hen's nite... is coming up soon.

To the rest of the Bros who like my story, &/or sppt it, I thank u.

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upz for u again, mr sexystan!

one thing must salute s yr style of english, though it s a common language for all of us here, u pour it out in an elegant way.

good stuff once again!

[imax88]

Stan
A detail story and nice build up. Glad u come back after such a long break.

[SexyStan]

Story Continued... The Passionate Pilgrim

Lorraine's eyes were closed as she bit her lips, in anticipation or reluctance I do not know. I planted my lips on her cheeks that seemed to be glowing that instance while my nose sought comfort in the sweetness of morning dew-liked fragrance from the beads of perspiration that formed at her sideburns, a stark contrast from the still, musty inside the car.

Lorraine froze in her seats, both her palms on my shoulders, as I traced gently, with my tongue, the abstract silhouette of the line that formed her tilted face, jaw & shoulders that are now bare. Lorraine’s shut eyes squeezed more tightly than before, she gave my body a gentle tug, willing me closer towards her. Her small hands were now ruffling my hair, as my head nestles on her chest, gently kissing the contours of her womanly breasts, as they moved up & down to the rhythms of her breaths. I still remember what she smelt like then, with faint whiffs waffling up my nostrils as I relate my story now.
Done w/ admiration, I now badly wanted to see what laid beneath the cups once more; Its been a long time after all. Seizing her left cup with my teeth, I pulled it downwards slightly while my hand dislodged a strap from her slender shoulders. My tapered pants threatened to burst in their seams, as the pressure mounted within them as I felt my heartbeat right there, in the zips, the tempo of it racing translating into pulsing pain & discomfort with the popping out of a pink blob, literally right under my nose (in a nostril actually). “Helloooo.... Long time no see...” I greeted it w/ mock respect before giving it a slight sniff accompanied by a tender nibble that was followed quickly by a series of grateful, hungry chews growing in intensity. Lorraine’s giggles in response to my quirky (or lame) sense of humour quickly turned into coughing chokes. Bearing in mind to keep it wet & hydrated at all times, I chewed & tugged while my tongue flicked quickly at its tip, occasionally encircling the aureole.

W/ such luxuries, it'd b easy to presume I had forgotten about the other half of the twin peaks; a case that was not to be. I may have only one mouth (I really wished I had 2 then), but I have 2 free roaming hands, one for support in fear of crushing her petite frame accidentally (post mortem of that wouldn't be glorious really when it appears on Lianhe Wanbao in the event it really happens), and the other one massaging (and later on squeezing) the other ample bosom of hers, in an attempt to coax it out of jealousy for the neglect it was suffering as a result of space constraints.

Lorraine's lips pursed and pouted, soft beckoning moans of pleasures out between them before filling the emptiness & ringing serenity of the car. As the intimacy wore on, with nibbles becoming bites and massage becoming grabs, her moans emulated the phases & movements of the performance of a symphonic orchestra going into a nimble crescendo at the stubborn insistence of their conductor.

I egged her on repeatedly, making sure that she receives my dominant & primal male intents on her end. I’d have clubbed her on the head & dragged her to my cave if I could & at that exact moment, I told myself, Darren can go to hell. The Orchestra is now in a Scherzo, roaring & lively. Nothing was spoken between us, much was moaned. I planted a hand in between her thighs, attempting to work my way up her zips as she resisted with an instant clamp, as they closed tightly on my palm. Lorraine was now beginning to resist my advances, squirming & ducking in response to my moves. I couldn’t care less really, once my clamped palms reached her groin, greeted w/ a unfamiliar warmth & hint of moistness I knew was no property of any fabric. I fidgeted aggressively, abeit clumsily, with that one stubborn button of her pants & the zippers of her fly, frustrated but undaunted by each failed attempt one after another.

A slight glimmer of light pierced through the windows, illuminating the interior of the car and her face momentarily. We both ducked instinctively, simultaneously, as adrenaline coursed through our veins. It grew, as we slid deeper down our seats, & as Lorraine hurried to redo her buttons, now in complete disarray, clinging on to her undone shirt in fear, her face hot and flustered w/ either excitement, or fear, a lone car looming & turning into our direction.

Thrift & Clumsiness is a Virtue... Lorraine’s eyes widened as she turned around to look at me... Small car & ur lack of experience just saved our sorry asses... She whispered...

Oh yes, tight pants too... as she shifted her glance from her pants, to my bulging manhood, before busting into girlish laughters...

U've improved I must say, but still clumsy thankfully... Lorraine stroked it gently w/ her palms, her small pixie head on my heaving chest, as we peered out to a bunch of wandering teenagers on the prowl for unsuspecting couples to punk & embarrass; My manhood retreated instantly in defeat, but not after a few indignant throbs.

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[SexyStan]

Story Continued...

Still reeling at the initial shock caused by the abrupt entrance of a car, as well as a group of nosy, boisterous, teenagers, Lorraine laid on my chest, her finger doodling circles on my tummy. Her body quivered intermittently, giggling, stopping, before breaking out into chuckles repeatedly, obviously amused by how the both of us behaved when caught by the “spotlight”. We peered out at the motionless, isolated vehicles dotted all around us, wondering if those cars, had been rocking presumably due to really hot action in them and were now still, coz 2 of the teenagers had flashlights that they were now using to shine into their windows from a safe distant from any potential assaults from irritated male wildlife like me, having their sanctuary broken.

I glared outwards, obviously irritated for a split second when the lights caught my eye directly, only to have my gaze soften immediately by Lorraine’s lulling voice... “So good to be young huh?” Lorraine hit her phone once & it displayed 5:02 a.m; Day Break was coming soon. Still stroking my now shrivelled manhood, she looked up lovingly...

Thankfully we weren’t caught...Almost though...

Uhmmm... I grunted, obviously frustrated & irritated that my plan was now spoilt...

Well... Lorraine laughed as she buried her head in my chest, snuggling as it swayed quickly to & fro from her vibrating, laughing, feminine frame... We are both wearing tight pants... Car’s small... not very easy...
Good try... Haha... But wasn’t meant to be... She paused a little before continuing... Besides, if I did ride u, we’d have been caught w/ our pants down... literally... Before breaking out into a hysterical cackle at her own joke.

I grunted & stared outwards at the disappearing effigies of the teenagers, now starting to melt into a distance. How I wish could voodoo pin them to death... Really. Lorraine gazed at my straight face which was now devoid of any expression, grinning lovingly...
Somebody’s disappointed things didn’t go his way... Lorraine’s taunting voice breaking the momentary wee hour peace as she stroked my groin... No reactions? She quipped... as her taunt continued...

Quickly swivelling her head left & right for a quick peek just as a Police Patrol passed us by at a brief distant, Lorraine puts her tongue where my mouth was, kissing me briefly as she undoes my belt buckle & fly.

So u said u want me?... Her voice steadfast... so much...?

I want u to want me so badly as well... coz I want u too... Her voice ringed on in my ear after her hissing whisper, as my head goes into a complete whirl when my limp libido felt the warm wet sensation of her mouth engulfing it. She breathed a lil on it, slurped a lil, & hey presto... libido-mon grew & evolved, gaining in size & power rapidly & steadily.

My head whirled on... and hers bopped on, just like how I’ve seen it do minutes ago in my mind.

I never liked getting caught w/ my pants down... but I'm ok w/ u suffering that fate... She laughed (& slurped) evily as I saw my shaft disappearing into her mouth again.... Awakened now huh? Now duck lower please, unless u really wanna be caught...

Instead of laying lower, I found my hands reaching for the handlebars above...

[SexyStan]

I really hope u guys (& gals... I tend to forget mentioning gals... its not tt I'm sexist... just habitual...) like e story thus far, and are able to draw e past few scenes to my intended fishing analogy (tender nibbler, 小鱼咬, u knw fishing bros, e kind tt's impossible to "set". Both Lorraine & I are like these small fishes then, & e appearance of cars & "monkey"-catchers startled us like how they'd b when there's a tremor in the line...)

Updating as much as I can... will try to do more later... Bros who have followed this thread 2 years ago, where are u guys... Shark89 & gang..., Bro YP & some of the more senior bros like Frankiestine, Vectra, otamay, fatfart, e.t.c (Pls don't blame me for not being able to type all ur nicks out. I haven't forgotten u guys, or e sppt u've shown me... just too many nicks to type)... I need ur brotherly sppt more than ever now... And pls forgive me for breaking my thread for 2 years... unforgivable, I know... I wldn't mind zaps really... but I hope for understanding... it was painful... very actually. Hope I'd complete e story one day soon & shed light on those missing days, months, years...

Bros have actively commented thus far, but I'm really dying to hear the female perspective from sis as well. Lorraine, is a woman, afterall.