Cinderella

“Do you think Rick would wanna have a threesome?”
That question still haunts me. I have not thought about it before. I never realized that I have been in his shadows.

Rick is my best friend. The jerk that asked me that question was a guy I was trying to woo. Apparently, he was only interested getting Rick and he figured I was the way to go – the best friend.

I knew that Rick is far superior from me in terms of, well, everything. He comes from money. He is very beautiful, athletic and charming. I, on the other hand, am all the things that he is not. I guess that is why we became friends in the first place. People say opposites attract right? Yup, we were drawn to each other like moths to a flame. But we were not sexually attracted to one another, mind you. We both like chasers and so there would be no hanky panky between us, thank you.

Anyway, we were in this trip to an exotic island and I had my eye on this one new guy that came with our group. He is quite fair, very hot and very easy on the eyes. But I knew he would be better matched with Rick. They both are very athletic and very active. I guess I never really thought of it that way since Rick is happily betrothed and I am the single one. I should have taken on the mentality of a chaser.

I was having my lunch alone when he sauntered up to the buffet line. I asked him to eat with me and he agreed. We got to talking and by the time we finished talking, we were in his room getting hot and heavy. I thought it was a good sign because we had an amazing connection during the meal and the talk. Then he popped the question! No, not “Will you marry me?”

I mean, come on! We are in Malaysia after all. It’s not like we are in Europe or something. It was that threesome question. I was so hurt and ought to just get up and leave right? Well, it has been months since I last made out with a hot guy so I stayed and made out. That is, until his roommate came back from snorkeling.

I went back to my room and gave Rick a piece of my mind. In the end, I felt bad because it was not his fault but I just had to vent. This was not the first time it happened. There was this one other guy that I liked but he had never given me the time of day. However, when Rick is around, he would shower me with so much attention that people would have mistaken him as my loving lover. In reality, he has no interest in me whatsoever.

I so feel like one of Cinderella’s ugly stepsisters. Maybe I should start calling Rick Cinderella from now on. Sigh. I should be grateful though right? Because of Rick’s fabulousness, I get to make out with hot guys and people tries to get close to me. I gotta get my priorities sorted out I guess...

Three's Company Part 2

Argh! Yup, it was frustrating! No one wanted to tell me what they wanted to be. They just kept saying that they don’t mind. Don’t mind what? I asked ‘top’, I got a ‘don’t mind’ answer. I asked ‘bottom’, got the same answer. Dammit.

Maybe I should just fuck them both then. But I am not a mean gurl. So I asked them again nicely. Since both just shrugged. I put on my rings and said “Wonder Twin powers, activate! Form of… Dominatrix! Shape of… Whip!” Heheheh, kidding.

But I took charge and told the Cute Mixed Guy to go ahead and prep his cock to fuck my FB. I also told him that I’d be fucking him after he was done fucking the FB. Both of them agreed. Did not object was more accurate I guess.

While Cute Mixed Guy was sheathing his cock, I nibbled on FB’s nipple which I knew would drive him crazy. I stopped and watched as Cute Mixed Guy raised both of FB’s legs to gain access to his asshole. FB moaned as he was being penetrated. I watched the action from in between Cute Mixed Guy’s legs. Looks good. I kinda wanted to grab my camera and film it but I did not wanna freak them out. So I just settled for watching instead. Real live porn. Nice.

After a while, Cute Mixed Guy collapsed off of FB. He wanted me to fuck him, even though he has not spurted yet. I got myself ready and turned him over and penetrated. Nice. We kissed while I was fucking him and the FB was playing with my backside. Once I came, I kissed him and FB and went to the toilet to clean up.

While I was peeing, Cute Mixed Guy came into the toilet. No, not for a golden shower moment. Actually I don’t know why he came in. He started kissing me. Lucky I was done with peeing, if not he’d have himself a real golden shower right there. He asked if he could take a shower. I redirected him to the bathroom and went back to the room to take a towel.

I found FB all dressed up. Hey, wait a minute. Both of them had not climaxed and yet, they’re both getting ready to leave. Weird. I asked him why he was all dressed up when we’re not quite finished. He said that he was satisfied with the ass plowing that he’d gotten. And Cute Mixed Guy also said the same thing so I let them get ready and let them leave. But not before kissing Cute Mixed Guy at the door. FB said it was cute and sweet. Do I detect a tinge of jealousy? Maybe not. But I know that these two get along and they can play together so my mind already begun planning future romps.

Tun Razak Chronicles Part 4

It felt kinda good so I let him finger me for a while. But he wanted more. He took his finger out and wanted to fuck my ass there and then. No lube, no condom, no foreplay, no anything. Just a straight up fuck. Like I am some sort of ho.

I pushed him off and turned around. He started to devour me. Or attempted to devour me. His skills have not improved. His attempt to bite my nipples were more like him pressing his chin on my man boob. And it kinda hurt, not the good kind. Sigh.

Then he raised my legs onto his shoulder and tried to enter me again. This time he managed to lube his cock a little bit via spit. Son of a bitch. He was so horny that he did not even ask if it was okay. I told him that I did not want to be fucked but he was off in his own little world, trying to push the head of his dick through. Good luck...

He insisted though and kept at it. I got irritated so I just pushed against him with my legs. I guess I applied enough pressure coz he finally looked up. I got up and told him there would be no fucking. He said I enjoyed being fingered earlier. So what? I was not in the mood to be fucked, especially not to a guy who could not even do nipple play.

I pushed him flat on his back and went down on him. After a while of him moaning and squirming, I started to jack him off. Again, he told me not to. I immediately stop and just lie back. I guess he got the message and we cuddled. As soon as he reached for his shirt, I went to open the door. He asked if I would call him coz even though he did not climax, he thoroughly enjoyed himself and enjoyed being with me. I was touched. Not.

I told him the standard answer, “If I am free, I’ll give you a call...”

Tun Razak Chronicles Part 3

Before that night, and before I asked him to come over, he had been messaging me a lot. Asking if he could come over. As flattered as I was with the stalker-ish attitude, I remembered that he was not very good. He even admitted he was not good. I don’t wanna go through that trauma again.

He also never failed to remind me that he bought me dinner the first time we met. And how I owe him a dinner treat. Dude. It was only dinner at a mamak restaurant. Not like it was Shangri-La or something. How cheap can you get? Sigh…

Anyways, I was online and so was he. I could not really come up with an excuse fast enough to not see him so I kinda agreed to buy him dinner. I told him to come by the mamak area and once he was there, he needed to message me and I’d leave the cybercafé and meet him.

He went to my place instead. I told him to come to the mamak area, yet again. I finished up my Internet surfing and left for the mamak restaurant. When I got there, like 5 minutes later, I could not find him so I called him. He said he had already left. WTF?

He said he did not like being lied to and that he felt like a fool looking around for me. I told him off. First of all, my instructions were clear. Go to mamak and wait for me. Not my fault you can’t read a simple SMS. I so did not lie. He went on again about the lie and about how he felt foolish and about how he could not trust a liar like me. I did not want to argue and stoop to his level so I just bade adieu and hung up.

Think that’s the last of him? I wish. After a couple of weeks, he messaged back, apparently forgotten completely about the whole mamak-lying incident. He still wanted to come over. God, I must be good. Or, he must not have many friends AKA fuck buddy. It’s probably the latter eh? Sigh.

I gave in and let him come over that one night. He came and wanted to watch porn. He was extra, extra horny and tore the clothes right off of me. I just lied on my belly, cool as hell, and kept on watching the porn. His hands were all over me and settled at my ass. He groped my ass and started to play with my asshole. He licked his finger and pushed it in...