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Wow, what a update, read already didi also hard...lol. Imagination run wild lor.
Mark really not the same Mark anymore. Not 'helpful' anymore. We, the reader so anxious to wait for it to happen between Mark and June. Haha. |
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June, you better have good sound proof door and windows. Otherwise, your neighbours must be thinking you guys are running a whore den.
Nice update. Didn't expect April to be the one to super spice up the boys and you, even unearth the bi side of you. Anyway, life is short, never say never. Just enjoy to the fullest.
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I went to straight to bed after my shower. All I could hear were April's moans which hilariously sounded very much like it came from a porno.
Perhaps I should just tell to to use the bed while I slept on the couch. I didn't know how long or how hard Mike fucked April for as when I woke up the next morning, there was a McGriddles meal on the dining room table for me. Mike and April were gone, and so were the car keys. Was it even possible that they fucked the whole night? Last I checked, there were only 2 more condoms left in the box, and Mike definitely didn't come to bed. Either that, or I was so knocked out that I didn't realise what was happening. The McGriddles was still slightly warm so I guess they probably just left with Mike sending her home. I ate and stoned in front of the TV while waiting for him to return. He was taking an awfully long time though. Did he get into an accident due to the lack of sleep and overexertion from sex? I fell asleep on the sofa and when I woke up again, I smelt my favorite hokkien mee from Kovan. Me: Did you fuck her the whole night, send her home and fuck her again? Mike: Well… Me: I don't know if I should be angry, jealous, or envious. Mike: John was home. Me: Oh god. What's wrong with her? Mike: I have no idea. She should be sore. But… Me: You fucked her the way you fucked Rebecca? Mike: Way worst. Me: Worst? Or better? Mike: Well, I already came with you… so it took a very very long time to cum again. Me: April must have been pleased. Mike: I think she's jealous. Me: Huh? Mike: She kept saying how lucky you are. Haha. Me: Well, I'm going to assume this is going to be a regular thing now, so she can start saying how lucky she is. Mike: I don't really want to though. Me: Really? Mike: I don't get what's the big deal about having so many partners. I'm with you. We have great sex most of the time. That's enough for me. Me: Ah. Are you upset that I have Tom as well then? Mike: Nope. If anything, Tom, and even Dan previously, have somehow enhanced our relationship? Me: I see. Mike: But of course, now that Tom has so many other partners, I'm getting a little worried. Me: I trust he plays safe with the others. Mike: Well, I trust you. And when I was with him, yeah, he does play safe. He probably spends a ton on condoms. Me: That's good. Mike: Anyway, eat before it gets cold, I'm going to shower and take a nap. Me: You're supposed to fuck me well. Hahaha. Mike: I know. But I need to recharge first. Me: I'm just kidding. I'm still sort of unwell. Let's just nap. Mike: Sure. I ate while he showered then we went to bed. Nothing else happened that weekend. I was still ill on Monday so I saw the doc again who gave me some different medications as it seemed like my cough was getting worse. It was so bad that I had to cancel on Tom on Wednesday. But he still showed up anyway with some cans of chicken soup for me and he sort of hung around for awhile to see if I was alright. Part of me thought he was just waiting for me to jump on him but he surprisingly pushed me away when I unbuckled his berms. He even heated up the soup for my lunch before heading off. That was odd. I didn't think he had it in him to be this caring towards me. It seemed like something Mark would do. In any case, I had no idea why I was still working from home even though I was on MC. I cleared as much emails as I could then lazed around the entire day. Thursday I was still feeling like shit so I went to the doctor again and got a third round of different medications. I was coughing so hard it felt like chunks of my lungs were being expelled. The doctor was considering ordering a chest x-ray but when he listened to my lungs he said it sounded ok. But he told me come back again if I still wasn't well. I guess this was like the fabled chronic cough army boys got when they went to Tekong. I spent the rest of the day sleeping and watching TV. I wondered how much my work would pile up. Perhaps I should just head back to work on Friday. |
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Hope you are fully recover now.
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Thanks for the shares great story of your life you got going!
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GWS. BTW is Mark going to update his story?
I am kinda off waiting to see his updates too on Jasmine and him. |
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Eos is enigmaofsorow? Who is Mark btw? Which story did he write here.
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That would be interesting to read too
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Mark is Baby June friend who she always want him but got rejected.
Mark is one of the lead of the starter, and he helped Baby June on the starting of her story. |
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I took a precautionary MC on Friday. Wasn't coughing that badly, but was feeling rather fatigued in general. Took another ART again, at least it wasn't covid.
I seriously lazed around the entire day, watching everything and anything on Netflix until I got bored and just randomly watched YouTube videos on my phone until I fell asleep. The weather was extremely warm though, so I was practically naked on my sofa with both the fan and aircon turned on. Would probably be a prime target for voyeurs since I didn't really close the curtains. But it was not as though I was having sex in my living room in the middle of the day. Unless I was getting fucked by my own hand. Besides, I hadn't had sex since that romp with April and Mike on Saturday. It was going to be an entire week of no sex if this kept up. Furthermore, Mike was busy that night and I was going to be left on my own. I kind of suspected he was going to meet April or something, but never asked to confirm it. I would know anyway, if he came home and fucked my brains out. I texted Tom to see if he would be free but surprisingly he said he was busy too, although he didn't specify what he would be doing. My last option was Mark. Obviously, we probably wouldn't end up having sex, but I was sure with enough drinks, he probably would pleasure me with his fingers or mouth. If that happened, I probably could take the next logical step of stuffing his cock inside me. Unfortunately, Mark was busy too. He was having a BBQ at Jasmine's place that night. That sort of surprised me. Did that mean that they had made up already? Or was he merely helping out? He did ask if I wanted to drop by but I told him I was still recovering and possibly infectious. He said it didn't really matter. Everyone was almost fully vaccinated, and he was sure they wouldn't mind taking MC. I told him I'd think about it. No doubt everyone would be there, and I was pretty sure I wouldn't get to spend much time with Mark since he'd most likely be bbq-ing. Then again, I probably didn't want to act like a slut and throw myself at him in front of all of them. They probably knew or at the very least suspected what happened behind closed doors, but that didn't mean that I should do it openly. Since I doubted anything was going to happen that night, I went back to sleep, only waking up for dinner and stoning in front of the TV again. My doorbell rang around 1030pm. I wondered who it was. Mike wasn't going to be home till late, and I was sure deliveries didn't happen that late. I peeped through the peephole, wondering if I needed to put on a bra or something. Seeing who it was, I opened the door anyway. Me: Hello! What a surprise. EoS: Erm. Wear a bra please. Me: I'm at home. Who wears bras at home? EoS: Fine. Me: You wanna come in? Or? EoS: Nah. Just dropping off some food for you on my way back. Me: Oh how sweet! He passed me a bag of stuff wrapped in foil. I don't know why, but I purposely pulled the back of my t-shirt tighter, enhancing my chest slightly. Me: I'm home alone… EoS: And? You're afraid of ghosts? Me: Loneliness perhaps. EoS: Can't help you there. Me: I'm horny. EoS: Use your hand. Me: You're a tough one. EoS: So I've heard. Me: I've got alcohol… EoS: I already drank with you guys before. Me: Don't say you didn't enjoy it. EoS: Well… No more. Me: Ok. EoS: He'll probably be free after midnight. After he cleans up. Me: Oh. EoS: Well take care then. Me: Am I not desirable? EoS: I'm sure you are. Ten years ago, I'd probably have you calling out to whatever god you worship. Me: You sure are confident. You might be the one screaming instead. EoS: Highly unlikely. Me: Oh ya. You barely had any expression when I was playing with it. Weirdo. EoS: Some semblance of self-control. Me: Last chance. Are you coming in or not? EoS: Nope. Enjoy your supper. There are hot dogs in there. Me: Very funny. EoS: Good night June. Me: Night. I closed the door after he left. Maybe I wasn't what he wanted. Then again, nobody knew what he wanted. He was just like Mark. Except Mark was ok with doing some stuff with me, just never crossing the line. Maybe I should really get Tom to drag EoS to April and let her have her way with him. Maybe she might be what she wanted. Who knows. I unwrapped the foil package and there were indeed hot dogs, some crabsticks, satay, otah, what looked like a chicken chop, some beef. I guess there was too much food. I grabbed a bottle of soju to down with the bbqed stuff while watching TV. Fuck my throat and whatever funny illness I had. At least I stopped coughing for now. It was slightly past midnight when I dropped Mark a text. Me: You wanna come over? Mark: Sure. Let me shower first. Me: You can shower here. Mark: I've got no clothes there. Me: And you have clothes at Jasmine's place? Mark: Yup. Me: You moved back in? Mark: Nope. Me: Then just shower here. Shower together. I want to eat your hot dog. Mark: Hahahahaha. What. Me: I'm fucking horny. Mark: Can tell. Me: Come over? Mark: Not to have sex. Me: How about oral sex? Mark: I guess that's fine. Me: Please come over faster. Mark: You should have grabbed EoS. Me: I should? Mark: All you need to do is force him. He'll go with the flow. Me: Yeah I think I read something like that. Mark: Why didn't you? Me: Didn't feel right. Mark: You might have enjoyed it. Me: I don't have that same feeling that I have with you la. Mark: I know. By the way, any soju? Me: Few bottles, waiting for you. Mark: Ok. I'll be over shortly. He arrived just before 1am and still smelt smokey. Like a piece of bbqed meat. It was probably just his clothes though. I saw that he had brought a duffel bag. He put it on the dining table and took out a towel and a pair of boxers. Me: I have towels here you know? Mark: I know. He headed to the shower. Mark: You coming? Whatever illness I had immediately disappeared as I removed my t-shirt, panties and shorts in a flash. Mark: You're really eager. Me: I haven't been touched for awhile. Mark: Your husband? Me: That's different. Mark: Different feeling. Me: Very different. You excite me in a different way. Mark: I guess Tom excites you in a different way too? Me: All of you excite me in different ways. He turned on the shower and tested the temperature before pulling me in. I immediately reached down and tugged as his flaccid penis. Mark: So fast? I nodded. But maybe I was a little too eager. He soaped me up sensually with the shower gel, paying extra attention to my breasts and thighs. Me: Argh. Can you just touch me there already? He slid his hand in between. Mark: Here? I shuddered and nodded at him, looking at him with wide eyes. I stroked his manhood with soapy hands. Yeah, he wasn't as big as Mike, Tom or EoS, but it was definitely big enough, and he definitely knew how to use it. I felt his fingers circle around my clit, probing it gently. Me: Fuck… Any other guy with a hardon as raging as his would have already flipped me around, stuffed it into my wet and waiting hole, and start pounding me hard. This guy merely rubbed me slowly and gently, his other hand cupping my breast. I wanted to kiss him badly, but I also didn't want to pass him whatever virus I had. I wanked him furiously, hoping to get him aroused enough to want to fuck me. But it obviously wasn't working and he deflated shortly after, yet he continued pleasuring me with his fingers. Me: What happened??? Mark: Told you I need pills. Hahaha. It really was funny how he could joke about it like that. Other guys would probably be devastated if they had ED. Or PE, or hairloss. But Mark was so happy go lucky. We rinsed off the soap and dried ourselves before heading to the living room. I sat down on the sofa while he headed to the kitchen. Mark: Mind if I take the soju? Me: Go ahead. He took a bottle and I heard him open it. It was probably going to be half gone even before he returned to the living room. And I was right. He returned and set the bottle down onto the coffee table as he knelt between my legs, pushing them apart, I tried pulling him up but he resisted. Me: I want to blow you. Mark: No. Just relax. Me: I'm too relaxed. Need to work out my mouth. Mark: Haha. He ignored me and dived in, two fingers inserted and probing as he licked and sucked on my clit. Around five minutes in, I suddenly got flashes of April down there the previous weekend but immediately snapped myself back to reality. I pushed his head away. Me: Fuck. I need your dick now. Mark: Huh? You don't like it? Me: No. Just got this image of April eating me out. Mark: Hahahaha what? Me: Seriously. He wiped his mouth. I was dripping wet and wanted his hard cock in me. Unfortunately it wasn't. He sat down and I took it in my mouth, swirling my tongue about. I felt it twitch a little. At least it was growing a little. Me: Can I put it in please….. Mark: No. Me: What if I force myself on you? Mark: I wouldn't like that. Me: But would you stop me? Mark: Probably not. Me: Ok then. Can I rub myself on it? Mark: Sure… I mounted him and started grinding my clit on his shaft. Me: Argh… Mark: You need a cock inside you? Me: Yesssss…. Mark: What time is Mike getting home? Me: Who knows. After he started with April… Mark: He hasn't had sex with you? Me: Not this week. Mark: I thought he usually fucks you damn well cos of the guilt. Me: I think he's been very busy at work recently. Mark: Work? Or… Me: Maybe April. Haha. Mark: And you're ok with it? Me: At least it's April and not one of your girls. Mark: Right. They're not mine. And I don't think he's been over recently. Me: Really? Mark: Heard them talking about it. How he disappeared. Like got them all excited for nothing. Me: What about Tom? Mark: What about him? Me: He still meets up with them right? Mark: Yeah. I probably need whatever drug he's taking. Me: Ya right! His stamina is crazy! Mark: Good for him. I must have had a couple of mini orgasms already just by rubbing myself on him for the past 5 minutes. Me: What's it going to take for you to fuck me? Mark: Huh? Me: Why are you holding back? What are you afraid of? Mark: Nothing? Me: Then why? Mark: I'm not hard? Me: I can make you hard. Mark: I really don't want to cross that line. Me: Yet you're ok with everything else we're doing. Mark: Yup. Me: You're weird. Mark: Definitely. It was my turn to kneel between his legs. Me: I'm going to suck you dry. He didn't protest so I carried on, licking and caressing his shaft, teasing his head, fondling his balls. Mark: Slowly. At the head. I did as I was instructed. Mark: Just like that. Don't stop. I felt his balls sort of retracting. With a soft moan, he spurted and I quickly took him into my mouth, covering the head and swirling my tongue around as I caught a couple more waves of his ejaculation. I coughed and choked a little as his cum filled my mouth. I crawled onto him and let it pour out of my mouth onto his chest and stomach, forming a sticky pool. I resisted the temptation to start rubbing my clit on him again. Me: What the fuck? How long did you store? Mark: A week? Me: Didn't you have sex with Nat just now? Mark: Nope. Bbq. Me: Fuck. No wonder you were so sensitive today. I should have just put you in. Mark: And what if I cum inside? Me: I'll take the pill. Mark: Really? Me: I'll put a condom on first la. Mark: Thought you liked raw sex. Me: Of course I do. With the right partner. Mark: And cumming inside? Me: With the right partner. Mark: And you think I'm right? Me: I don't know. Haven't tried. Mark: Haha. Me: I can wait. Until you're ready. Mark: Why? Me: I think it will be worth it. Mark: I think you're crazy. You have so many better ones to choose from. Me: You know sometimes it's really not about the size… I like the feeling you give me. Mark: I'm not willing to cross that line yet. Me: As usual. I think you're just worried you can't satisfy me. I wondered if reverse psychology would work on him. Mark: Haha. Maybe. Who knows. Me: Can we cuddle before you go back? Mark: Sure. But let's shower first. Me: Ok. We went to shower again. He didn't really make me cum this time around, but the feeling I got with him was worth it. We cuddled naked for awhile before he left and I went to bed, somewhat still craving for his cock inside me. It might not fill me up as well as the others, but I wanted to know at the very least what it would feel like having sex with Mark. |
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June, if you have known and met Mark earlier, you should already be one of his FB. Now that he is the other opposite, wants to reject you cause he's not ready.
Ready for what? I think he's still confused what becomes him and Jasmine. Not wanting to cross the line? Hmm.. He's afraid he might be addicted? Or afraid of losing you as a good friend? Frenching, finger fxxxing... All done, just short of penetration. Ain't the line between friends and FBs already crossed? Mark sounds like a hooker that offers everything to his client but no frenching.
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But yes, I think he's confused over the whole Jasmine situation. |
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Friends of (In)Convenience...?
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He has dug a hole for himself to jump in. It can be endless if he chooses to remain in it. No one can help him. He's totally confused about what love is, just being naive and sweet to think that he should always make others happy, then suddenly trying to put a stop to all these, yet he also not exactly sure that makes himself happy. To marry Jasmine, to date her exclusively or these two plus open relationships with a selected few ladies. What if Alicia or others want more of him, he can't fulfil and they are further heartbroken, would he be guilty? My take of him is, not only he doesn't know what he really wants, he's not even aware at the rate he's going, some ladies will be hurt. Not many of us can truly enjoy open relationship. The most difficult part is to have some ground rules and abide to them. Cause rules are meant to be broken. That's where things get rather complicated. Even Tom is no longer that readily available. Plan B? Like the staying, Tom, Dick or Harry. You might want to scout for a Dick and/or Harry soon.
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