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Re: Which "F" is more important? Fuck or Friend?
friend is more important of course......... you wan fuck anytime can go street and find a hooker, dont becasue of a short period of " SONG" later many problem arise..........
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Re: Which "F" is more important? Fuck or Friend?
朋友妻,不可欺。
always remember this as i think when guys bond it goes a long way and chicks really do come n go. I have a good friend's GF that i would love to bonk even since we were introduced, everytime when we were out on gatherings, she would put on this CFM face everytime she talked to me, and believe me, the force is strong on this one, neverthless i didnt make any moves on her as she was my friend's bitch. I waited a good 2 years before i get to bonk the living day lights out of her when she finally broke up with my friend, but after a few bonks on and off with her, she finally choose not to contact me after. Whereas for my good friends, we are still in close contact after a good 10 years. |
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Re: Which "F" is more important? Fuck or Friend?
agreed with thumbs up with u bro...... dont play with fire...........
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Re: Which "F" is more important? Fuck or Friend?
lols! i understand your point but i have to say again. this is a story only. it's fiction and i'm only 19. (:
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Re: Which "F" is more important? Fuck or Friend?
wats a pussy compared to a real fren?
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Re: Which "F" is more important? Fuck or Friend?
PART 3.
----------------------------------------- Irene: Why are you here alone? Me: Nah, I just feel like spending some time alone. And you? Why are you alone too? Never meet Charles? Irene: Don't talk about that bastard. Can I join you? Me: Sure. Take a seat. *sats down* Caught a glimpse of her cleavage while she bends down to put down her shopping bag Me: What happened? Irene: We quarreled. Me: Because of .. ? Irene explained and I finally got the picture. Charles before marriage and after marriage (Charles and Irene married early) is a totally different person. Frequently, he would go home reeking of alcohol and occasionally, he would disappear into the kitchen and talk on the phone, giggling and whispering. Irene suspected that he is having an affair but has no solid proof. She claimed that some of his work friends brought him to a karaoke at Geylang and he has been going there very often. Me: How do you know whether he's been frequenting there? Irene: I followed him. Me: What? You followed him? And yes, Irene followed Charles and found out that he's frequenting there. She approached him about this and this issue infuriated Charles. He threatened her with a divorce and that sent Irene sobbing her hearts out. When she finished her tale, she began crying. I offered her tissues and I related my experience with Kathy and almost immediately, she stopped crying. Irene: It seems like we're on the same boat. Me: Yeah .. Shall I order a drink for you? Irene: Mocha please. We took a walk at the new malls along Orchard Road after the drink and along the way, we cracked many jokes and I've enjoyed the fun and laughter. Suddenly, she hooked her arm around mine and started calling me darling. Right at this moment, I have an evil plan up in my mind. I've decided to wait till the time is ripe before carrying out, which is to fuck her upside down. Occasionally, her boobs would rub against my arm and when that happens, I pretend to adjust my arm position so as to "elbow" her boobs. There was once I did it very deliberately and she slapped my arm and made the "tsk" sound. Well, one day, you won't even complain about this small little stuff. You would ask for more fucks. I sent her home and we frenched under her flat, slowly savouring her nice, sweet tongue and at the same time, enoying her soft luscious boobs crashing on my chest. Irene: Bye, hope to see you soon. Me: Yeah. Let's plan for another meet up. Keep it from Charles ok? Irene: Ok darling. Hurry before Charles come home. Me: *waved goodbye* "Hope to see you soon?" I'll see you very soon, I thought to myself. That night, I went home fantasizing about all the things I would do with her, what kind of positions would she love and how would she blow me. Immediately, I got an instant hard-on and went to the toilet and masturbate. Ah .. tonight's gonna be a goodnight. I went to sleep with a wide grin glued to my face. I checked my handphone the moment I woke up and found out that Charles messaged me. I can't help but to wonder, has he found out about me and Irene? I opened the messaged and it says: Bro, meet up for lunch? Urgent. I agreed and replied him the details. Due to my day off, I have all the time in the world. I got a shock after logging on to my Facebook account. I saw Irene requesting to be my friend but she has the "same same but different" user name. "Hey, isn't Irene already in my friend list?" Nevertheless, I accepted. Immediately, the Facebook chat appeared. It's that Irene earlier on. Irene: Hey darling, I created another Facebook account just to communicate with you and plan our outings. Me: Aren't you afraid that Charles might find out? Anyway, I'm meeting him later for lunch Irene: If he can do this to me, I can do this to him too. Did he say why? Me: He just mentioned that it's urgent. Irene: Ok, whatever it is, don't grant him anything ok? Me: Why? Irene: Listen to me and everything would be fine. Shall we meet at night? Me: Alright .. Where? Irene: Swisotel Westin, Room 4309. Me: Ok, see you there. TO BE CONTINUED.
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Re: Which "F" is more important? Fuck or Friend?
as chinese we value those traditions, dont leann from the England football player ass holes 红毛 animal, we are gentle and need to act in gentleman's way
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Re: Which "F" is more important? Fuck or Friend?
hey guys! sorry for the frozen period as i'm really really busy. As for those who still think that this is true, let me repeat again. this is NOT a true story. as for those who think by revealing that the story isn't true would destroy the fun, let me tell you: when you go to any bookshop and see, i'm sure the shelf will indicate whether the book is FICTION or NON-FICTION.
---------- PART 3. --------------------------------------- Next, I got really really excited as the time is coming near. I can't help by thinking: What would we do inside? Is she horny? Why of all places but a hotel? There are just too many questions overwhelming my scheming mind. I'm starting to build a Plan B, in case her intention wasn't sex. I took my time to dress up, spray my favourite "female-killer" cologne and left the house excitedly after waxing my hair with Tony & Guy's hair gum. As I walked towards my car, a few young girls who walked past me began to whisper among themselves. Among them had 5 girls. 3 pretty ones and 2 fat ones. Oh, how I wish I could have my cock penetrated into those 3 pretty girls' pussies! Their legs are silky smooth, coupled with the right shape and skin tone. It would just make you feel like "missionarying" them. I shook off my thought and anticipated my meet up with the beautiful and sexy wife of Charles. I drove off confidently to the location. (I did not drive when I went to meet Charles for advise the other day) Upon reaching, my heart suddenly increased it's tempo. It's beating so hard and fast what I could almost hear it pumping. When I was right at the doorstep of room 4309, I was hesitating. Yes, I was hesitating. Finally, I summed up enough courage to ring the doorbell. I was greeted by the most wonderful sight of my life when the door swung opened. Right in front of my eyes is Irene, clad in a translucent lacy pink nightie with her cleavage as deep as Grand Canyon. I can help but to stare at her luscious boobs. *Snap of fingers* Irene: Wei! Wake up! Me: Oh! Oh! Hi! Erm .. Irene: Come in hubby. *smiles* Entered the room and realised that the room smelt fresh. Irene: Honey, *hug* you smell really really nice. Me: *hug back* You smell fresh too my dearest .. With that, our lips started locking, almost as natural as a magnet's north pole meeting another's south pole. She sucked on my tongue and that creates the sucking noise. She caressed my back and breathed heavily. Slowly and steadily, I slide my hands up to her breasts and gently caressed them in a circular motion. Sometimes clockwise and changing directions with a slight squeeze. She let out a soft moan and I nibbled on her ear and breathing into it, doing the same action on her soft and fair boobs at the same time. Her breathings got even heavier and moans are turning louder. I slid her nightie straps off and poof! She's naked right in front of me. I frenched her again, slowly guiding her to the bed and pinned her down. Licking and kissing her sensitive neck, I shifted downwards to her cleavage and started licking her deep deep drainage. next attack was on her reddish and hard-on nipples. I cupped and caressed her right breast with my left hand and at the same time, teasing and circling my wet tongue on her left nipple. This time, she's moaning at a constant rate already. I did the same to her right breast and continued my journey to the south. Her pussy is the nicest thing I smell in my entire life. It's really difficult for me to explain the smell in details but all I can tell you is, you'll never forget the smell of your friend's wife's pussy. I pawed her clit with my tongue and occasionally sucking it and followed by circular movements around it. Her moans are really loud this time. I didn't expect her to be such a noisy fucker. Literally. Inserted a finger or two into her pussy had caused my hand to be stained with lots of her juice. I penetrated her pussy with my middle and ringer finger. I changed the motion to up-and-down and she began moaning in an even hornier way and gave me the: "Hurry fuck me la! I can't take it any longer! I need your hard dingdingdong in me right now!" face. Irene: Oooooh ~ ooooooHHHH ~ Hubby .. my .. ahhhhh .. G-sp .. ahhh .. ot! *Increasing my up-and-down motion speed* She came within 3 mins but it NOT going to be over. It's my turn. I rolled her over and she catbathed me. Giving me $$$$$$$$$ all over, she used her soft, tender and bouncy C cup boobs (I asked for her size after sex) to rub me all over and thus, I felt her erected nipples going up and down my body. Now, My dick is as hard as a Chinese Gong Stick. I think hitting a Gong with my dick now is possible. She used her hard nipples and played with my dick hole. Ah! What an amazing feeling from this slut! As she did that, CFM faces are given again. She slowly let my reddish dickhead into her wet mouth, enjoying my dingdingdong like an ice-cream melting soon. She slurps her way up and down my cock sideways and looked at me a few times, as if she's asking me: Am I doing it the right way? My balls are the next in line. She is also good at sucking balls, just that that kway I had. She climbed on me and started putting my dick into her. Yes, no doubts, I did her raw. For each time my dick head touched the end of her pussy, satisfying moans could be heard from her. At first, she started slow but not long later, her speed and intensity increased and not just only moanings and groanings. Loud "piak" sounds also rang through the room. She rode on me like as if there's no tomorrow. I then sat up and let her continue riding on me. At this position, her bouncing C boobs are rubbing at my face. That just made me feel like a beast. We changed to Doggy style after we grew tired of cowgirl. I gave her the most ruthless penetration ever. I banged her really hard and at the same time, squeezing her fleshy, curvy and tight butt. *piak piak piak piak piak piak piak piak* Irene: Ahhhh .. ahhhh .. ahhHHHH .. aahhhhh .. AHHHHHHH .. ! AHHHHHHH! ~ Me: ohh .. ohh .. *breathed heavily* Irene: You're .. ahhh .. s .. o .. much .. AHHHHH .. bigg .. er .. aaaaaah ~ than .. Chrls .. I couldn't make out the last word but I concluded that it meant: Charles. Well, it looks like she did not enjoy sex with Charles and got deprived due to Charles having an affair. I adjusted her body angle upwards and rested my hands on the bed while my dingdingdong is still inside her in the doggy position. I pumped her as hard as just now and sometimes, leaning my weight on her and cupped and squeezed her boobs while still pumping. I then moved my dick in the up and down motion, just like how i fingered her just now. The only thing is that, we're still in doggy. This up and down motion greatly teased her G-spot and soon enough as I predicted silently, she squirt. I was totally taken aback. This is a motherfucking rare honey wife gem! What the fuck is wrong with Charles to give up this beautiful, charming, hot, sexy and most importantly of all, horny wife, for a PRC bitch! With Irene laying slump on the bed with a pool of sweat, I flipped her over and proceeded with my favourite position of all time: Missionary. This time, I did missionary slow. She moaned in extreme satisfaction each time mt dingdingdong is deeply penetrated into her. I increased my strength and depth but still maintain my speed. Soon, it's my turn to come. Out of a sudden, I increased my speed tremendously and aloha! I shot my wonderful commandos into her pussy. CREAMPIE! CREAMPIE IT IS! NO REJECTIONS! I reserved some cum and went to her face and shot them onto her still CFM and yet satisfied face. Subsequently, she sucked me dry and I lay on the bed, almost breathless .. TO BE CONTINUED.
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Re: Which "F" is more important? Fuck or Friend?
This story doesn't appeal to me. Even as a fiction I find it a sick idea.
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Re: Which "F" is more important? Fuck or Friend?
dun bother to read...
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