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[junebaby]

After 2 hours, Dan probably owed me thousands of dollars if he was a paying customer. The receptionist had called and asked if we wanted to extend. Dan decided to add another hour just so we could chat. If Mike didn’t propose, I probably might be with Dan for real.

He was amazing by the way, just letting me blow him to completion countless times. Actually it was probably just 6 times in those 2 hours.

D: Are you serious? About being an escort I mean.

Me: Nah. It’s interesting though.

D: What do you mean?

Me: The money’s good, the job seems easy…

D: How many guys have you slept with?

Me: 3?

D: Yeah. Not every guy is the same. What works for one guy may not work for the rest. I mean you’re hot and all but…

Me: You think I’m hot?

D: Of course. Your body is amazing, slim, nice rack. Nice features. Fucking horny…

Me: You flatter me.

D: I have no doubt many guys will want to sleep with you. Pay even. But is that lifestyle what you really want?

Me: What do you mean?

D: You’re engaged for god’s sake. And fucking me. And the other guy. What if he finds out?

Me: What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

D: That’s not the point.

Me: Look. I’m not serious about the whole escort thing ok?

D: Good. What about your fiancé?

Me: We’ll work things out. Once he finishes school.

D: He’s going to be a teacher? Seriously?

Me: Well… why not? Government job, stable pay and benefits.

D: You know why I’m still technically unemployed after more than a year from graduation?

Me: Cos your family has money and waiting for you to take over the business?

D: Shit. Did I tell you all that?

Me: Yeah?

D: I don’t remember. But that’s not the main reason.

Me: What is then?

D: Interest. I want to do something that matches my interest. Everyone wants to. I remember you told me he wanted to be a career soldier? Special forces? What happened there?

Me: He isn’t an officer. Felt he wouldn’t go far.

Dan started laughing.

D: Hahaha. What? That’s so wrong.

Me: What’s wrong?

D: His thinking.

Me: How so?

D: I was an officer in Commandos during my NS.

Me: Oh that I didn’t know.

D: I know these Special Forces guys. Nobody cares about rank there. It’s the passion they have. They are doing the things they love. Interested in.

Me: Ok. I get it.

D: So are you sure he’s really interested in being a teacher?

Me: Who knows.

D: You guys really need to talk you know. Talk the way we do.

Me: He’s the quiet type.

D: So? Communication is essential.

Me: He doesn’t like to open up about his problems, if any.

D: I guess one day you’ll figure it out.

Me: I’m sure we will. But for now…

I wrapped my lips around his flaccid cock again.

D: Oh shit. Again?

Me: This is my interest. This is what I love.

He was probably already so drained by me that despite my best efforts, he was only semi-erect. I mounted him.

D: I don’t think I can…

I shushed him as I rode him, grinding my clit on him.

Me: Shh… I’m going to use you any way I see fit.

Our marathon sex session got me thinking. Or rather marathon blowjob session. If what Dan said was accurate, I could be earning way more money doing what I loved instead of struggling with commission-based jobs.

But could I really do it? Use my body to make a living. Probably not. Not in the current circumstances anyway.

Anyway, my anniversary was coming up soon and I decided to surprise Mike. He seemed to be struggling a little in school and perhaps a short getaway would help. So I booked a staycation for us one weekend.

On Friday night, I was blowing Dan again at the staircase.

Me: So… I’m going to talk to him.

D: Ahh.. that’s good.

In between mouthfuls of cock, we chatted.

Me: How I approach the topic?

D: Huh? What?

Me: Wait.

I released him from the oral prison and lay down, spreading my legs. He got on top of me and entered.

Me: So? How?

D: Err… just ask him what he really wants… I can’t do this. Can’t concentrate.

Me: Fine. Lie down.

I got on top of him.

D: That’s better. Ask him what his plans are. Short term and long term. How you figure in the picture.

Me: Ah… yes…. ok….

D: Do you know the real reason why he proposed?

Me: Ahhh… fuck…. he said…. he wants to take care of me… god.. I just came..

D: Yeah I felt it.

I continued grinding.

D: So why?

Me: Shit… I really love your cock…. I think he’s guilty…

D: Of what?

Me: Ahhhh… maybe cos he took my virginity? Fuck! Yes!!

I came again. My clit was still super sensitive.

D: So… is that what you want?

Me: What I want right now is to cum again…

I continued grinding my clit against him.

D: Don’t you want to get fucked?

Me: Nah… this is good…

I finally got off him. He pinned me down flat and entered from behind, just the way I liked it.

D: You need to know what you want as well.

Me: Harder!!!

D: You don’t want to be stuck in a relationship or even a marriage based on taking responsibility for some act that happened in the heat of the moment?

Me: Oh shut up and fuck me harder!

He thrust so deep I nearly screamed. But it felt so good. It felt even better when he filled me with his warm cum. He didn’t stop thrusting even after he came. I could feel the cum sloshing about inside with each stroke. Then he came again with a loud groan. He pulled out and rolled over. I stayed in my position, preventing his cum for spilling out.

D: Are we going to continue like this even after you’re married?

Me: Why not?

D: Is he bad at sex?

Me: Oh no… he’s great actually. Nice cock, knows how to pleasure me.

D: Why do you need me then?

Me: It’s different with you. I can talk to you about anything. You don’t hide your true feelings.

D: Then you should marry me instead.

I sat up. I felt his cum leak out.

Me: Say what?

D: I’m serious. Don’t marry him because of guilt or responsibility. Marry him because you want to. And because he wants to as well.

Me: No no. You just asked me to marry you.

D: I didn’t mean it that way.

Me: I’m sure you didn’t.

I grabbed his cock again.

Me: I’m going to punish you. Don’t say things you don’t mean.

D: Go ahead.

I made him hard and got on him again, coating his dick with his own cum and my juices.

Somehow I was thinking if the staycation tomorrow was going to be a good idea or not.

[RISKEM]

Camping for more! 😄

[Scombridae]

Sis, you have some amazing blowing stamina.

[Durategra]

Cause words make you imagine, just like how a lady just needs mental stimulation to get turned on and not a dick pic… something like that[/QUOTE]

Very familiar phrase...



Hahah! Coz i think it’s a common trait among most ladies. Reading, hearing rather than seeing pictures and stuff

[yang punk]

Sis. I love bj...wish you can be my bj buddy.

[captainofthewin]

Nice write up sis. Reading your stories makes me feel that why I don't have such a friend like you, who loves to give sexual pleasure.. I love To receive blowjob too. Hehe

[caromant]

Fucking good story!

[lianbeng]

Originally Posted by junebaby

Thanks!



Not linked.... I'm not part of his story. Only my husband and FWB. Haha.



Thank the actual writer. I'm just the editor. Lazy to write like this.

lianbeng thanks the editor lah!

[junebaby]

Originally Posted by RISKEM

Camping for more! 😄

Originally Posted by Scombridae

Sis, you have some amazing blowing stamina.

Originally Posted by Durategra

Cause words make you imagine, just like how a lady just needs mental stimulation to get turned on and not a dick pic… something like that

Very familiar phrase...



Hahah! Coz i think it’s a common trait among most ladies. Reading, hearing rather than seeing pictures and stuff[/QUOTE]

Originally Posted by yang punk

Sis. I love bj...wish you can be my bj buddy.

Originally Posted by captainofthewin

Nice write up sis. Reading your stories makes me feel that why I don't have such a friend like you, who loves to give sexual pleasure.. I love To receive blowjob too. Hehe

Originally Posted by lianbeng

lianbeng thanks the editor lah!

Thanks all for the support!

[junebaby]

Mike and I checked into Pan Pacific hotel around 3pm. The view was fantastic. The room was pricey but totally worth it.

He was pretty surprised about the staycation, but I could tell he was pretty happy.

I ran a bath for him, and threw in a relaxing bath bomb. As the tub was filling up, I started to strip him.

He kissed me, gently at first, then fully passionate. It had been so long since he was so full of passion and energy. He tugged at the string of my halter dress and it fell to the floor. He unhooked my bra with one swift motion. He cupped my breasts the second they sprung free, planting soft kisses, teasing my nipples with his tongue, twirling it around my areolas, flicking at my nipples. Oh god, I was so wet. I tried reaching down to grab his hard cock, but he held my hands in place, pushing me onto the bed, spreading my legs and giving me a huge lick down below. I shuddered as it made contact with my clit. He was in total control and I was loving it.

Me: Wait. The tub.

He ran to turn it off and returned to me. My heart was beating so fast.

Me: What’s up with you today?

M: You’ve always been the one pleasuring me. It’s my turn now.

He got between my legs. I ruffled his hair.

Me: You silly boy. I love pleasuring you. Oh god!

He went to work on my pussy, running his tongue up and down the lips, pulling back the hood, lightly sucking on my clit. His magic fingers entered, one at first, then two, finding what he assumed was the g-spot. Even I didn’t know if it was a real thing. But the way he rubbed it, probed at it, and licked my clit at the same time, it brought a new intense sensation that was somehow unfamiliar to me.

Me: Stop stop! I’m going to pee!

M: Just relax.

Me: Oh shit!

I released some liquid from below. He kept fingering me and licking my clit. A couple of streams hit his face and he savoured it.

M: Doesn’t taste like pee.

He continued licking. My legs were shaking uncontrollably. He finally released me.

We took a quick shower and went to soak in the bathtub.

M: Baby?

Me: Yeah?

M: I know I haven’t been around much for you as usual.

Me: Uh huh?

M: I will try my best ok?

Me: Concentrate on your studies please. You’re going to be a great teacher one day.

M: I actually don’t know if that’s what I really want.

Me: What do you really want?

M: I don’t know. Teaching is a safe job.

Me: What about Special Forces?

M: I’m only a Sergeant. How far can I go? Besides, I only have A Levels. That’s not enough right?

I hugged him.

Me: If you put your mind to it, and show dedication, I’m sure you can do it.

M: I’m bonded. Can’t afford to break it I think.

Me: I’m sure there’s some instalment plan to pay back.

M: Too risky.

Me: We can support each other.

M: Err..

Me: We’re going to be married someday. How can I call myself your wife if I don’t support you?

He kissed me. I kissed him back. We got out of the tub, frantically drying ourselves as we made our way back to the bed. His mouth still plastered to mine, he lay me down and entered. I moaned into his mouth. I never really liked the missionary position but his cock was large enough to make it feel good. We never stopped kissing for the time he was thrusting into me, occasionally teasing my nipples and clit.

Unsurprisingly, we came together. Or rather, I somehow came when the first spurt of his semen hit me. As usual, he was full of cum and he didn’t stop thrusting or pull out even after his balls were empty.

M: I love you.

Me: I love you too.

He pulled out and passed me some tissues to wipe myself.

M: By the way, that guy Dan? I know you’ve been fucking him.

My jaw dropped. I felt an ache in my heart. Tears welled up in my eyes.

Shit.

I had never cried for a long time prior to this. But the revelation that Mike knew about Dan and I was too much. The tears flowed freely.

Mike wrapped his muscular arms around me and I buried my face in his chest. He stroked my hair.

M: Shh… it's ok.

Me: What do you mean it's ok??? I am fucking someone else…

M: I know. I suspected for awhile.

Me: Why didn't you say anything?

Mike was silent for awhile. He just let me cry until I stopped.

M: Because it's my fault.

I was getting confused.

M: I didn't spend enough time with you. I didn't take care of all your needs.

Me: Why tell me now? Are you breaking up with me?

M: No.

Me: Huh?

M: I won't. I said I'll take care of you. You are my woman.

Me: I don't understand.

M: Dan contacted me.

Me: He what???

That asshole. I knew something was up when he asked to borrow my phone. Little did I know he had used my phone to get Mike's number. But that was so long ago. Mike quietly accepted what I was doing without so much as a complaint. And Dan, that asshole. He still continued to let me use him even though he claimed he was against it. All men are jerks. This just proved it. Mike too, for knowing about it and not doing anything, instead just letting me do as I please.

M: I want you to be happy.

Me: And?

M: Even it is means you need to find someone else to take care of your needs when I'm not around.

Me: What the fuck?

M: It's still my fault.

Me: How the fuck is this your fault?

M: We went too far too fast. I made you realize your sexuality and your physical needs, yet I couldn't fulfil all of them. I pushed you away.

Me: That doesn't make any sense.

M: Dan contacted me because he was worried about you.

Me: Ya right. And he still continued to let me use him.

M: I told him to carry on. As long as you wanted it and you were happy.

I couldn't take it anymore and I slapped him.

Me: WHAT DO YOU THINK I AM??? SOME KIND OF SLUT?

He just kept silent. But he didn't need to answer that question. I knew what I did. I deliberately kept it from him. And yet he quietly accepted it. But I was wrong as well. And I probably shouldn't be taking out my anger on him. Instead, we should probably try to work things out.

Me: What now?

M: I love you baby. Nothing will change that. No matter what you do.

I started crying again. This guy was unbelievable.

I texted Dan telling him what an asshole he was.

D: At least you talked about it. What now?

Me: I don't know.

M: If that's Dan you're texting, please ask him to come over. We should all have a face-to-face chat.

I didn't know if I should. But I texted him anyway.

Me: He wants you to come over to chat.

D: Sure.

Me: What if he kills you?

D: Haha! Unlikely.

Me: Are you sure?

D: Yeah. Will drop by after dinner.

Me: Ok.

I told Mike that Dan would pop by after his dinner. And we probably should find some dinner too.

We didn't really have any plans so we just walked around Marina Square and Suntec area looking for something to eat, eventually settling at Carl's Junior.

I wasn't looking forward to Dan coming over to be honest. I was pretty sure something would happen.

[heyloser]

Fantastic stuff. Camping here for more updates!

[lmaolmao]

Sensing a wonderful staycation threesome.

[AhJappy]

Nice story

[hare2023]

Very nice story, support ...

[junebaby]

Originally Posted by heyloser

Fantastic stuff. Camping here for more updates!

Originally Posted by lmaolmao

Sensing a wonderful staycation threesome.

Originally Posted by AhJappy

Nice story

Originally Posted by hare2023

Very nice story, support ...

Thanks all!