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hi bro, nice story...pls cont...thanks
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It is good to hear some encouragement from bros here. I was starting to get worry that my story might be boring as unlike many juicy stories in the forum, mine is slow warm type. I prefer to give full details account. Anyway, still pleased that some bros here concurred with what I said as we all have been thru the same path before. So here is the next installment...
We arranged to meet at People’s Park centre, 9am. I arrived at 8am, too eager to meet Karen. I have rehearsed in my mind countless time the topics I wanted to say and the jokes I wanted to crack. Nervous leh. Karen arrived 8.30am, half an hour ahead of time. She is dressed in a black dress that fits her like a glove, revealing her admirable body. Her hair is still slightly damp, and the shampoo smells great. She is shocked to see me waiting for her already. When we met, we just look at each other, lost of words. It is as if so much has happened between us. Her eyes are so damn beautiful. Feeling a bit funny, I suggest we cross the overhead bridge and have breakfast at the other side. While climbing up the stairs, I intentionally let Karen walk slightly ahead of me. I was debating inside me whether I should hold her hands, but don’t have the courage to do that. Even though we are officially dating now, this kind of things is still new to me. So while walking up the flight of stairs, my inner voice was fighting “Should I?”, “Shouldn’t I?” When we are almost reaching the top of the overhead bridge, I summons all my courage, reached out my left hand and grab her right hand. I must be too nervous, caused the moment I get hold of her hand, my left foot hit my right and I almost fell. Karen quickly tightens the grip and pulls me up, preventing me from falling. Our hand interlocked tightly, and from then on, it never gets separated. That day passed by briskly. I send her home at about 9pm. At the void deck of her house, there is a set of stone table and stone chair. The stone chairs are those round type that arch around the table. We sat there and chat for a long time. I put my arm around her and she rested her head on my shoulder. This remains me of the bus ride we had the other night, but this time is different. Now, we are physically very close to each other. I can feel her body next to me, her breast pressing against my chest. We are just separated by our cloths. Occasionally, when she raised her head to look at me, I would plant a kiss on her lips. Not those deep frenching type, but more of a light and slow kiss. I can feel that I am having an erection and my didi is pressing against my jeans. Sometimes when her hands accidentally touch my didi, I have the urge to take my little bro out and ask her to jerk for me. After a long chat that lasted late into the night, she gave me a light peck on my cheek before saying “good night dear”. (She addressed me as dear from that day onwards). I have to rush home to soften my stiff organ. to be continued... |
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Nice job bro. In my point of view, u are UP there together with the top writers of the forum. Hope you will continue this story as long as it can get.
Keep it going man!! CHEERS!!! |
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Yea bro,
Keep writing! Let us all relieve our first love experience.. everyone can identify with the kia si attitude; should i? should i not? Cheers! |
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ya man.. the first love experience.. the unforgotten one relationship.. let's relive those memories with this thread..
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Good lines...Please cont'n...
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I have to burn midnight oil to write this next installment, hope bros like it...
Karen called me very early the next morning and said that she need to meet me. There is something that she wanted to tell me. Sensing the urgency in her voice, I changed in a haste that would make army changing parade pale in comparison. I then took a cab to her place, even though it cost much more than taking a bus. While in the cab, negative thoughts seep in; "Did I say or done something wrong yesterday?" "Maybe she finds me not her type and wanted to call off the relationship" "She is just testing me on behalf of Adeline. How can she fall for a guy like me?" "She already has a bf and think we should just stop here..." The ride seems to take forever. When I finally reached her block, I saw Karen already waiting for me at the void deck. She was pacing up and down anxiously. The moment she saw me walking towards her, she run into me and buried her head on my chest, hugging me tightly. I felt an instant relief and hugged her back tightly in return. Whatever the problem might be, to me, it is like I have found my lost gems again. I stroke her head gently, like sayang a little girl. After a brief moment, I asked her what has happened. She kept shaking her head violently without saying anything, other than "eeeee….." After a while, she regains her composure and started to talk. Karen: “Last night when I reached home, the house was dark and I thought my family was already asleep. So I closed the door quietly and make my way to my bedroom. I then heard some noise coming from my parents' room. So out of curiosity, I walked over to their room, and I saw….eeeee….” she could not continue Me: “What did you see?” I asked curiously. Karen: “eeee..pls don’t ask…” Me: “Ok, ok, cool down” After a while, she looks into my eyes and I kiss her lightly and asked in an extremely gentle manner: “Dear, tell me what happen? I am worried for you” Though there was no one around us, Karen signal me to lower my head and she whisper into my ear, “I saw my parents…they are…making love.” I felt another relief. So, after all it is not something terrible that has happened to her or our relationship. Me: “Oh, you naughty girl, how can you peep on others?” I am lighthearted now and try to make fun of her. Karen: “No! I didn’t. They did not close the door properly. It wasn’t my fault!” She is getting excited. Me: “Ok, ok, not your fault. I am joking with you la. Tell me what you saw” She didn’t want to reveal much initial, but after some persuasion, she finally relented. Karen: “They are both naked, my dad was lying down facing up, my mum was sitting up, but was crouching down and was…was…sucking my dad’s thing…eeeee…. " Me: “Sucking what thing?” I purposely asked that redundant question even though I know her mom was giving her dad a blow job at that time. Karen gives me a snort and says: “You man still got what thing? That little brother down there la”, pointing her finger downwards at the same time. Me: “Oh I see, then how?” Karen: “After sometimes, my dad pulled my mum towards him and they kissed for a long time. Then my dad rolled over and was on top of mum.” She stopped. Me: “Ya, after that?” Karen gives me a why-you –so-Kai-Po look, then said: “Why you so interested?” Me: “Ai ya, just tell me la” Karen: “Then I saw my dad gets up, reach for his…thing…do something with it…and then I heard both of them making some weird sounds lor.” Me: “Wow! This is exciting, then how?” Karen hit me gently on my chest and continues: “I saw dad lifting mum legs up and rested them on his shoulder, then he began moving his lower body. Mum was holding on to his arm with her head tilted backwards. Eee. Yucks!!” Me: “Then, then?” Karen: “Hmmm...then mum got up and was on her four. Dad goes behind her, and continued his action” Me: “And then?” Karen: “You cheeky fellow. No more then, after that I run back to my room already la” Me: “Why didn't you finish the show? Wasted lei..So, how do you feel after seeing this?” Karen: “Hey, what do you mean wasted?! I feel disgusted! Yucks!” Me: “But this is a very normal thing what. If your dad don’t make love to your mum, then you won’t be here, right?” Karen: “I know, but I still feel that this is disgusting, exchange of body fluid, yucks!” Me: "Exchange of body fluid??? This is the first time I heard this" We are still hugging each other, and I wonder if she can feel my erected bro. I placed both my hands on her cheeks and said: “Dear, one fine day, we will have to do the same thing as well” Karen sticks out her tongue and says: “I don’t want!” It is so cute. After that, we went for a movie together. Got to stop here for now, will continue as soon as I can. |
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very interesting story! good for a sleepless nite..
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very sweet mah
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cute reaction by the gal..
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We went to Marina for the 11am show. I went to get some pop corn and drinks while Karen browsed the movie posters that were hanging on the walls. On my return, I was shocked to see three guys crowed around Karen. Initial I though they are friends, but from their body language, I soon realized that these guys are trying to hook up with Karen. While feeling a little bit of fear, I still walked over to them bravely; wanting to free Karen from her pesters. Karen saw me walking towards her, and she quickly excuse herself and walk towards me hastily. She curved her arm over mine and we walked towards the entrance of the cinema without looking back. The three idiots were making some nuisance comments behind but I couldn’t really make out what they said. I think is something like this flower already has an owner in mandarin.
When we settle down onto our seats, I was quiet and still trying to recompose myself from this ordeal. It seems that I am more affected by the whole event than Karen, what a joke. Karen: “Dear, why are you so quiet?” Me: “Oh, nothing” She leaned closer and says: “You jealous ah?” looking at me intensely. Me: “Ya lor, you so popular, so many men wants you” Karen pinched my nose and whisper into my ears: “You are the only one in my heart, dear” I am deeply moved, and we kissed passionately. As it was a morning show, they are not many people around at that time. Fortunately no one was seated around us, so we are a bit daring, kissing and hugging each other. This is the first time we watch a movie together. I wasn’t really paying too much attention to the movie. I was concentrating on Karen, holding her, feeling her, touching her. Midway through the show, Karen says she feels a bit cold. So I hugged her closer, unbutton one button on my shirt and asked her to slide her hands inside me to keep warm. She complied and the feeling of her hand roaming my body is so damn arousing. Occasionally, she would pinch my nipples mischievously, siok man. After some time, I decided to make advances. I placed my right hand on her leg and told her my hands were also feeling cold. She didn’t stop me. Better still, she was wearing a mini skirt that day and I am now touching her smooth flesh. I just rub gently on her thigh for a while, and then slide my hand in between her two legs. She automatically closes her legs together and thereby sandwiching my hand. The feeling of being trap in between her legs was so wonderful. It is so warm and soft. We kissed while she continues her roaming of my body. My left hand was over her shoulder and gripping her arm, and I can feel my fingers pressing her soft boobs. Oh man, the thought of my hand just a few centimeters away from her pussy is enough to keep my blood boiling. After a while, I felt her opening her legs slightly, and I took the opportunity to make inroad towards her pussy. Slowly, very slowly, inches by inches, I am almost reaching there. So far so good, no resistance yet. Then suddenly, I felt Karen using her other free hand to grab hold of my hand. Have I gone too far? I was thinking to myself, but to my astonishment, she actually pull it further in! At the same time, she slides herself down a bit and spread her leg apart. With this, my hand is just at the entrance of her pussy, and I am feeling her panty now. I used one finger to rub her outside, and can hear her moaning softly. After some rubbing and touching, she lowers down further and opens her leg wider. I can even see part of her undies. It was white with red poker dot. That turn me on and without hesitation, I used two fingers to pull aside her panty and one finger went in to touch her restricted zone. She let out a small cry, but didn’t stop me at all. My finger found her clits after some searching and it was wet already. I run my finger up and down, along the crack of her pussy opening, tickling it. It is getting more wet there, and I can also feel precum from my bro. So that how a pussy feel like. After some rubbing, I can feel and sense her hole where about, and naturally began to slowly probe my finger into her virginal hole. She let out another small cry, and I can feel her sinking her nails into my body. I inserted about half my finger in and stop there. The feeling is beyond description. My finger is engulfed in Karen warm virginal, enjoying the tightness and wetness. Having seen how they do it in prono movies, I then started the pull-out-insert-in motion, but take extra caution not to fully insert all the way in as I do not want to break her hymen using my finger. That job is reserved for my little bro. And I was thinking to myself, here I am, digging Karen love hole. Something that is beyond my imagination just a few weeks back. Sorry bros, I have to stop here for today. Memories is flooding back and making me hot all over again. I need to go cool off a bit. I will continue writing when my body temperature goes back to normal again. |
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ur description sure is hot.. makes me uncomfortable while reading the post.. keep up the posts..
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oh man, u rawks la bro! your story reminds me of my ex 4 years ago!
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After the show, we went to a fast food restaurant for late lunch. This movie has brought us to a new physical level, and we are more intimate than ever. We shared the same burger, eat the same stick of fries where each of us bite on one end and finished it up, usually end up locking lips. After in dreamland for an unknown length of time, Karen broke a news that shattered my heart to a zillion pieces.
Karen: “Before we get to involved, I need to tell you something” Me: “Yes dear?” She looks straight into my eyes, then turned away and took a deep breath before saying: “I am not a virgin anymore” My heart felt a bang and I was dumbfounded for a while. Me: “Are you joking with me?” Karen: “I will not joke with this kind of thing!” From her facial expression, I know she is telling the truth. Me: “You had a boyfriend before?” Karen: “No” Me: “Then how come you …?” I couldn’t finish the sentence. Karen: “Ok, to be fair to you, I will tell you the whole thing. I used to have a steady boyfriend, but it turn out that he was a two timers. On the day I broke off with him, I was feeling very sad.” I listened intensely, didn’t interrupt her. Karen: “One of my close friends brought me to a drink, trying to console me. I got drunk after that. The next thing I know I was sleeping in a hotel room, totally naked and laid next to me was him. He admitted that he was secretly in love with me for a long time and could not control himself…” Karen is sobbing now. Karen: “That was my first time and I lost it to a guy I don’t love. I don’t even know how it happens, I..I..” sob sob… I am also weeping deep in my heart. Her honest confession is like a knife cutting through my heart, it is awfully painfully. I felt that I was being thrown down into a dark alley. I am totally lost and confused. I do not know how to console her, as I myself badly need consoling. Karen left me after that, asking me to think carefully if I still want her as my girlfriend. She will fully respect my decision. I sat at that fast food restaurant for a long, long time, thinking of a lot of things, thinking of nothing. |
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wow.. a honest gal.. bro, wat's ur next decision?
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