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Re: My Fucking Stories (over 30 women)

Thanks for all your support. Looks like we need to expand the campsite soon. Just like you can't wait to read, I can't wait to write too. So here comes the penultimate episode...

After a few outings, and drinking sessions, we were like brother and sister. Everytime I got close to her, I wanted to kiss her pouty lips so much, but I know it might just change everything. So I waited for my chance. The fateful day was to be my graduation night. We were from different faculty, so had different grad nights. Just as the dinner ended and everyone was dancing away, I started to get bored. So I sent her an sms asking where she was, and if she wanted to go for a late night drink. While waiting for her reply, I went around, snapping pictures with the babes of my faculty for one last time. When her reply came and said "ok! come pick me up" there was not hesitation at all to leave.

I drove at full speed to her house, and there she was, appearing in a low cut spaghetti black top and mini white shorts. Simple and sexy. She flashed a wide smile when she saw me.

Her: Woah, just a drink with me, need to dress up so nicely meh?
Me: I just came from grad night la. Of cos must dress up. You too, why wear so low cut. Wana seduce who?
Her: Hahaha. Is it very low? I thought its quite ok. They can look all they want, but no more than that.
Me: Ya true, must flaunt when you have it right.
Her: Yeap! You don't nose bleed k. haha
Me: Please la, i've seen more girls than you think. What is this man. (in fact my heart was throbbing already)
She let out a naughty grin as we drove off to a pub at bukit timah.

The pub was quite empty with soft music playing. She had mostly cocktails, while I had my favourite Bailey's on the rocks. I tried to recommend her the higher alcoholic content but sweet ones. Indeed, she was high after 2 glasses. I kept my limit at 2 glasses on the excuse that I was driving her home, so she kept ordering. After the 4th glass she was blabbering about everything from ex bfs to family problems, laughing loudly as if no one was looking. The pub was about to close at 2pm, so I put her arm over my shoulder as she staggered the way to my car.

Upon reaching her house, she said she didn't want to go up in this state. Her mum or dad will give her a thrashing if she came back drunk. She I accompanied her to sober up while sitting below her block. Instead of sobering, she fell asleep. I tried to wake her up after a while, but she was motionless. As her head laid on my lap, eyes closed. I could have the full view of her body, not to mention full liberty to touch it without her knowing. So with my left hand supporting her head, my right hand started to roam. Placing my palm on her waist, I gradually moved down to her hips, then her ass, then down to her thighs. When I finally got to touch the smooth skin of her legs, there was no turning back. I let my hand run down all the way to her feet and up again. Little brother in my pants shot up like a baseball bat. I had to adjust it so it doesn't hurt. I knew it wasn't right to do this, but I couldn't help myself (could you?) I caressed her ivory skin and slowly moved back to her waist. Her tummy was firm, no fats under that tight fitting top. Moving up some more, I slowly cupped my hands around her round tits. Even with her bra and top in between, I could feel the softness of her breasts. Making sure she is still in deep sleep, I gently squeezed her tits, rubbing them in a circular motion. Ooh...that feeling of finally touching her seems like a fantasy come true. My dick was already in battle mode, ready to spring out anytime. But at that moment, it was only a hard on pressing at the back of her head as she lay on my lap.

Gradually, she shuffled and woke up, disoriented. Suddenly, without and warning, she puked! (ya, I know anti-climax. Cock went down immediately) Luckily my reflexes were still sharp and shifted her to puke on the floor. It wasn't a lot, nothing messy. After she finished, I cleaned her mouth with some tissue and brought her to another bench at the garden. It was darker there and no one was walking around at 3am in the morning. She was barely awake, but started talking softly, drinking some water. Saying that she'll be ok after a while. I hugged her as she lay on my shoulder.

After a while, she said she was sober enough to go home. But as she stood up, her legs were wobbly, I immediately grabbed hold of her waist and held her close to me, standing. My arms were wrapped around her back and hers around mine. Her face was only inches away form mine. I don't know what came over me, maybe it was the alcohol. I grabbed her face and kissed her, over and over again. She did not resist the least bit, in fact she responded quite well. I kissed her lips, cheek and her ears. She still smelled good on top of the alcoholic aroma. Then, as if nothing ever happened, I walked her to the lift. As the lift door closes, I turned and gave myself a high five. Yes! I knew more was about to come. But didn't expect it will come so much sooner.....

~end of part 4~
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