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What satay? Haha. I wish! Would have been a mind blowing birthday! |
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I guess the same yardstick wasn’t applied to herself and Mark. And yet, she asked him to wait. Lol. 🤦♂️
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what a joke that woman is.
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can only imagine what a sight it must be and the face of enjoyment u would be making thru the night
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I agree. But Mark likes her. I think I watched so much porn and it made me want to try it out. And after trying it out... Let's just say it's not something I can do every day. It is enjoyable though. And now I've got two more dildos to play with. |
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I couldn't even describe the sensations that I was feeling. Mike and Tom were thrusting in unison, while Mark actually held on to my head as he thrust into my mouth. It was a fucking turn on, having the the three of them take liberties with me, within reason of course. And with the added stimulation from the clone on my clit, I kind of lost count how many times I had cum from this one position.
Mark was right. It was taking forever for him to cum. He was super hard though, and it made me wonder why he was even bothering to consider those pills. Anyone would have been pleased with his cock, me included, even though I preferred something slightly more substantial. I felt a tingling inside as I imagined Mark's cock inside me. Would it finally happen? Would he finally want to have proper sex with me? Or were the other two too much of a distraction? Twenty minutes or so into having all my holes filled, Mike and Tom stopped, changed condoms, and decided to switch places. Before they slid in, I looked at Mark. Me: Do you wanna fuck me? Mark: Nope. The other two just laughed and carried on. Another fifteen minutes of synchronised thrusting made my entire body go numb and I could barely support myself up while trying to blow Mark. Was this what a ragdoll felt like? It was like I had no control of my limbs at all. I finally decided I couldn't take it anymore and got off Tom. His dick was very very wet and there was a large wet spot under him. Did I squirt unknowingly? Mark sensed I was so out of it that he pulled out and gently held my head as I rolled over and flopped onto the bed. Me: What just happened? Tom: You got your birthday wish? Me: Oh. Mark went to wash up. Me: But nobody came… Mike: Except you. Tom: We're saving it. To torture you. Me: What??? Tom: Pleasure. I meant pleasure. Me: Oh. I can't feel my legs. Tom: Can you feel this? Tom spread my legs and dived right in with his mouth again. Of course I felt it. My clit was super sensitive. I clamped my thighs around his head. Me: Stop stop! I need to rest. Please- My cries for help were cut off by Mike's cock in my mouth. Fuck. It was so arousing. I heard Mark come out of the bathroom. Mark: I'm, erm, going to take a nap. Mike: You sure you don't want to carry on? Mark: Nah. I'm good. You three have fun. Tom: Well then… He dove back down while Mike fed me his snake. Somehow it felt way more intense than the few times prior to today. I just couldn't explain it, but I was going out of my mind and feeling drained already. By the end of the session, they had gone through an entire 12 pack of condoms and used up half a new bottle of lube. I was sore everywhere. And neither of them had cum. The bedsheets were soaked with sweat and other fluids. I lay on the wet sheets with them beside me, Mike gently rubbing my clit which felt like it was on fire, Tom sucking on my breasts. A few years ago, I would have never expected this to happen at all. Now, it was really something that I looked forward to. Sex with them individually was great of course, but together, extremely mind-blowing. I must have fallen asleep for a short while despite the stimulation above and below. I woke when Tom practically carried me to the shower as Mike removed the wet sheets and put on fresh ones. I could hardly stand as Tom soaped me up and he started teasing me with his fingers again. Me: Don't. I'll want you inside. Tom: I didn't take the condoms. Me: Then stop rubbing me! Mike came in and took over. Tom: She wants it. Mike: Oh? Ok. For some reason, Mike was still semi-hard and he slid it in while pinning me against the wall. Tom sat on the toilet bowl and watched. By this time I wasn't even moaning, but more like concentrating on breathing so I didn't pass out. I suspected Tom had given Mike some supplements, or he somehow found the secret to last this long without cumming. Or maybe he was like this all the while. Me: Are you going to cum? Mike: Not yet. Me: I feel like I've been ripped apart by both of you and neither of you want to cum yet? Tom: We're just making your birthday unforgettable. Me: What's going to happen next year then? How are you going to top this? Mike: Oh ya. Tom: We'll get Mark and EoS for you next year. Me: Ya right. Mike: Hahaha. You might just be sleeping with Mark way before that. Me: I wish. Tom: Do you need a sub bro? I'll go get a condom. Mike: Nah. I'm good. Me: Can you please just cum??? Mike: A while longer. Me: Oh god. You took maca is it? Mike: Yup. Me: Tom you ass… Tom: He only took one. Me: What the. How many did you take? Tom: Three? Me: You're crazy. I like having sex with both of you. I love it when you two pound me hard. But not cumming just makes me feel like you're not horny enough. Or I'm loose. Or something. Mike: You're definitely not loose. Tom: Especially your ass. Hahaha. Me: Then cum? Please? Inside me? Mike: Soon. Me: Grr…. He continued pounding. I shut off the water. Our utilities bill was probably already skyrocketing. Tom left the bathroom and went to the other bathroom to shower as Mike continue. Me: Baby… please cum… I want to die already. Mike: Ok. Maybe I shouldn't have taken the maca… Me: I'll use my mouth? Mike: Nah. It's not that. I feel a little less sensitive. It's harder to cum. Me: Argh… just concentrate? Or you want my ass instead? Since it's tighter? Mike: Hmmm… let me get the lube then. He slid out with a pop. He was still hard as a rock. What the fuck was this maca thing and how was it turning them into machines? For Tom he'd been taking it for a long time, and he did show me before that he could cum fast. I guess Mike just wasn't used to it. He returned with the lube and prepped me for rear entry. I was really damn sore but he felt good. Me: Just cum ok? Mike: I'm trying. Haha. Me: Seriously. Don't take maca anymore. Mike: Yeah. This is quite funny. Me: Funny? You're killing me. Imagine if April found out. Mike: Ah. You think that would get her off my back then? Me: No. She'd be asking for you every night. Mike: And I thought women were hornier when they're younger. Me: Not us apparently. Are you going to cum? Mike: Not yet… You want me to stop? Me: No. Carry on. Mike: You sure? Me: Fuck me till you cum. Mike: Ok. There was nothing to hold on to as he thrust into my ass from behind and I braced myself against the wall. At least on the bed I could be grabbing the bedsheets. I wondered where was the point it would stop feeling good and start to hurt so bad. I reached down and rubbed my clit, causing involuntary contractions. I was sure he could feel it. Ten minutes later he let out a grunt and I felt his warm semen inside me. He twitched a couple times more as he unloaded his entire supply deep inside my ass before pulling out. I quickly limped over to the toilet bowl with my weak legs as it was already seeping out. Me: Finally. Mike: That was intense. Me: No more maca for you. Mike: We'll see. Me: No! Mike: Are you going to make Tom cum? Me: I can't. I'm dying. I want to sleep. You can go make him cum. Mike: Huh?? Me: Go wank him or something. Haha. Mike: Erm. Me: Just kidding. I'm going to shower. We took a quick shower and I quickly dried my hair so I could sleep. Tom popped back in. He was already dressed. He kissed me on the cheek. Tom: Hope you had a great birthday! Me: I did. Thanks. Tom: I'll be going now. Me: See you on Wednesday? Tom: Oh. I'm starting a new job actually. Won't be so flexible anymore. We'll play by ear? Me: Oh. Ok. Let me know then. Mike went to check on Mark who was already dead on the sofa. Mike: I guess I'll do the laundry tomorrow. Me: You wanted to do it now? Mike: Yes actually. I'm still super awake. Me: Oh. Go ahead then? Mike: Don't rape Mark. Let him sleep. Me: I'm too tired to rape anyone. Mike: Hahaha. He packed the sheets into a large bag and headed off. I went to the living room. Mark was really dead to the world. I wondered if he would even know if I made him hard and used him. But I couldn't do that to him. He was too nice a guy to do that to. I sat on the sofa and watched him sleep and slowly felt myself drifting away as well. |
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camping for more
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Start of a new week. Bring this thread back to page 1
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bring it back
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I wasn't sure what happened but I found myself in bed the next morning when I woke up. I found Mike in his room playing computer games as usual, and Mark was no longer on the sofa.
I flopped onto the sofa and started to think what was for breakfast or brunch rather, given the time that I had woken up. My whole body was aching and both my pussy and ass felt like they had been thoroughly abused, not that I was complaining. The two of them had really outdone themselves this time. It was so unlike the previous threesomes where at least I had some control. This time, it seemed that they were bent on giving me as much pleasure as my body could take. I promptly fell asleep on the sofa waiting for Mike to come out and discuss brunch plans. I was awakened when I felt my shorts being pulled down and his tongue started working on my clit. Me: Woah! What's going on? Mike: Waking you up? Me: Hahahaha. I'm sore. Mike: I know. Me: But don't stop. He didn't, and soon enough, he was pounding away at me. I reached around for the aircon remote but couldn't find it. I wondered if this was the reason why I kept seeing ads for Prism aircon. By the time he was done, we were both wet with perspiration and went to take a shower. Mike: Hope you had fun last night. Me: Of course I did. But how are you going to top it next year? Mike: We'll see when next year comes. Haha. Me: So what's for lunch? Mike: Any cravings? Me: You. Haha. Mike: Right. You sure you aren't craving for Tom or Mark or EoS as well? Me: Good question. I guess I'll settle for… Thai food? Thai wanton mee? Mike: Hmm.. ok. That's not hard to find. Me: Alright. And then life just went back to normal. Sort of. It was kind of boring not having Tom around on Wednesdays anymore after he started his new job, so my work from home days were mostly spent clearing emails and watching Netflix. In case anyone is wondering, no, I'm not looking for another FWB unless it’s someone I already know and comfortable with. I'm more than satisfied with what I have currently. Yes, it gets boring on Wednesdays, but I'll live with it. Towards the end of the month, the inevitable happened. Mike's computer finally decided to give up on him. I wondered if it was due to me overworking the graphics card with my previous endeavours in creating AI images. He didn't seem irritated though, even though now his source of entertainment was gone. He didn't even contemplate getting a new PC and I had to practically drag him out to take a look. I showed him the specs I was discussing with a bro over PM before but he declined as it didn't fit his budget. In the end, he didn't even consider one. On my work from home day, l was researching PCs, somehow Aftershock kept popping up on my social media and I decided to surprise him with a suitable one. After all, he had not asked for anything for his past few birthdays. I spent less than $2k on what seemed like a reasonable PC. Luckily for me, I picked the ready to ship model and managed to receive it that night. Needless to say, Mike was thrilled. He was like a little kid who received some fancy new toy for Christmas. As expected, I was going to lose my husband for awhile it seemed. I sat behind him and watched as he added his old hard disks into the new computer and installed all his games. Mike: Hey, do you want my old PC? Me: I thought it’s spoilt? Mike: It is, just need to change the power supply, graphics card, maybe motherboard. Me: Oh? Mike: Yeah. I was looking at parts, but it doesn't seem worth it. Me: Then it’s fine la. I have a laptop. Mike: Thought maybe you wanna game together. Me: Say what? Mike: Play games together? Me: I like our sex games. Hahaha. Mike: I mean computer games. Me: Like what? That football thing? Mike: I play other games too. RPGs. Me: Role playing games? So you want me to dress up? Like a sexy maid? Mike: No… on a computer. Like you create a character and run around doing quests? Killing monsters? Me: Oh! Like Maple Story? Mike: Erm. Not exactly. But something like that I guess. Me: You got play such games meh? All I see is that football thing where you only read text and see some people running around. Mike: I do la. In fact there’s a new one that I wanted to get. But the old PC didn’t seem to be able to support it. Me: Oh. I thought I killed your PC cos of my AI thing. Mike: Hahahaha. No la. I was trying to overclock. Think I probably didn’t do it right. Me: Huh? Mike: Trying to make the computer run at a higher specification than it is supposed to. Me: Huh? Mike: I think you know what I’m talking about la. Me: Hahahaha. How did you guess? Mike: You were talking to some guy on the forum about computers right? Knowing you, you probably went to read up a bit. Me: Yeah. I did. Mike: You know you don’t need to act blur or helpless around me right. Haha. Me: I know. But I thought it would be fun. Anyway, hope you like the surprise? Mike: I love it. A little expensive though? Me: Nah. It was on sale. Mike: Hmm. Based on the specs, I don’t think I could have built it cheaper. Me: So you know what to do? Mike: Let you use it for your AI thing? Me: Besides that… Mike: Fuck you well? Me: That’s a given right? Mike: Huh? Then what am I supposed to do? Me: I kind of lost my train of thought. I guess I want you to be happy. Mike: I am happy. Me: Even with the things I’m doing or want to do? Mike: We already discussed it. It’s fine… Just… Maybe… don’t make me fuck April so often… it’s damn weird since I know her for so long. Me: Oh. Well… Can’t help it if she craves for you right? Mike: Yeah. Kind of wish she didn’t. Me: It’s too late for that. Mike: Probably should have declined. Me: And you’d still let me see Tom? And Mark? Mike: I really am ok with it as long as we talk about it. Communicate. Me: And you’ll tell me too if you wanna fuck some other woman right? Mike: Of course. Me: Do you? Mike: Nope. Me: Yeah. Not really fair then. Mike: It’s not about being fair, it’s about being happy. As long as you’re happy, I’m happy. Me: Ok. Yes. I get it. You said it so many times. Mike: Yup. Me: How can I make you happier? Mike: Do you wanna play computer games with me? Me: Er… Sure? Mike: Diablo 4. Me: Why does that sound so familiar? Mike: The guys were talking about it previously. Me: They were? Mike: Yeah. During your birthday celebration. Me: They were? When? I don’t remember at all. Mike: We were. Tom and Mark are thinking of getting it. But I told them my PC probably can’t support it as I tried the beta and it was so bad. Me: Well, now it can right? Looking at the specs? Mike: Definitely. But what about you? You don’t have a PC. I don’t think your laptop can handle it. Me: Then too bad. Can’t play with you. I could sit on you play. Hahaha… Mike: The chair will break. Maybe I should fix up my old PC for you. Me: Don’t need to la. I don’t even know if I’ll enjoy it. Mike: But it’s pay-to-play. So I’ll need to buy 2 copies of the game. Me: Huh. Then don’t want la. Waste money. How much do you think it will cost? Mike: The game is $90+, to fix the PC… Let’s see, new graphics card, power supply, motherboard, processor, hard disk, RAM…. maybe $1k+? Me: Eh, then confirm don’t want la. Haha. Can buy another Aftershock PC with that amount. You just play with them. Have fun. Just don’t play until forget me ah. Some more it’s the 3 of you. I’ll end up totally sexless. Maybe I’ll go find EoS. Hahaha. Mike: Sure. Go ahead. Haha. Me: You don’t regret ah. Haha. Mike: Why should I? You have informed me of your intentions which are duly noted. Haha. I doubt you can convince him though. Me: Damn. You’re right. Mike: Maybe ask Tom to ask him. He seems more agreeable to Tom’s suggestions. Like the last time we drank together. Me: Hmm… Yes. I should guilt-trip Tom into doing it since he doesn’t meet me on Wednesdays anymore. Mike: You must be really bored on Wednesdays. Me: It’s fine. Netflix helps. Mike: Ok. Then I’m going to buy one copy of Diablo 4 ok? Me: Yeah. Don’t worry about me. I left him alone with his new game and I went to the living room. I called Tom. Me: Hey, do me a favour? Tom: What? Me: Help me ask EoS if he wanna be my FWB. Tom: Hahahahahaha. You already know his answer. Me: I do. But maybe if you ask, and I keep asking, he’ll say yes? Tom: Highly unlikely. But sure, I’ll ask. But why are you looking for another one? Me: I’m not. It’s just that Mike told me about your Diablo plans. Tom: Oh? He said his PC can’t support. Me: I just bought him a new PC. Tom: Wow. So nice of you. Buy me one too? Hahaha. Me: Funny. Tom: Fair trade. PC for sex. Hahahaha. Me: I didn’t know you were a gigolo. Tom: You can be my sugar mummy. But really? Another FWB? And EoS? Me: You three are going to be gaming so much and forget about me. Tom: We won’t. I think. Me: Ya right. You know how Mike is with his gaming. Tom: And? Me: I still want to have sex with someone. Happy? Tom: We’re still around. Me: You already don’t come over on Wednesdays. You hardly come over on weekends now too. Must be the game right? Tom: Hahahaha. Me: Help me ask him la. Tom: I’m 99.99% sure he won’t agree even if I ask him. Me: I’ll take the 0.01% chance that he’s agreeable. Tom: I'll ask him. Give me a few minutes. Me: Huh? You're gonna ask him now? Tom: Why not? You sound super desperate. Who knows, maybe he'll come over now too. Me: In the middle of the week? Tom: Did you forget tomorrow is a public holiday? Me: Oh! Tom: Anyway I'm meeting EoS soon. He should be arriving already. Me: Bring him over. Hahahahaha. Tom: And do what? Watch Mike play Diablo while EoS fucks you? Me: Yes please. Tom: Dream on. Me: All three of you then. Tom: Haha. That will never happen. I'm very very sure. Oh he's here. Hang on. I heard him ask EoS. EoS: No. Tom: You sure? EoS: Yes. Tom: Not even once? EoS: If I sleep with her, she won't want to sleep with the rest of you ever again. Tom: Hahahahaha. He put me back, on speaker this time. Tom: You heard that? Hahaha. You won't want to sleep with any of us after that. Me: Please la. He can't be that good. EoS: You'll never find out. Me: Fine. EoS: Why though? Me: Cos those 3 idiots are going to be playing Diablo. EoS: I'm playing Diablo as well. Me: What's this with guys and gaming? Sex is more fun right? EoS: No comment. Tom: Eh. I'm gonna hang up now. Our other friends are arriving. Me: Fine. I'll use the toys then. Tom: Shall I ask EoS if he wants to make one for you too? EoS: Make what? Tom: Clone-a-willy. EoS: Crazy. Tom: You heard the man. Have fun with your toys. Bye! He hung up. Now I really was getting irritated. I went back to the room. Mike was already killing his monsters. I squeezed between the chair and the table and whipped out his cock, wrapping my lips around it. Mike: What the- Me: Oh just shut up and play your game! I made him hard, then sat on him, plunging it deep, grinding him. Somehow he still could see what was happening on the monitor. I didn't care. I was going to get fucked one way or another. If this was how it was going to be until the Diablo craze died down, then so be it. |
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Damn. U make me want to buy a PC and get a copy of diablo 4 too....
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fuck some other woman right? nice one
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I guess the same
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bring it back !
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get a copy of
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