Hidden Talent - My Wild Nature - A Story

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Bros this story is taken from the internet and modified to suit local tastes. Modifying & polishing takes hours, hope you would appreciate the time & effort by your replies/comments & up my points if possible.

I am Julie, age 32, with vital statistics of 34 B, 28, 34, my asset is my porcelain skin and very fair color (attached a sample photo that looks like me). My hubby Alex is a director in one of the well known companies, I studied at the top girls school and was a national debater. I have two children, a maid & mother-in-law to look after, as my hubby was extremely well to do I had no reason to work but rather than sit at home or lead a tai-tai life style I started working for a charity organisation as a volunteer.

About 10 years ago when mobile phone was just gaining popularity but kampungs didn't have them it was always seen in awe and compared with latest models, it was the best of times as well as worst of times when I was volunteering for a charity in a ulu ulu kampung approximately 100kms from our city. It was the last day of the completion of the volunteer services by our charity organization so for conclusion they had arranged for dinner & some local dance and music by the time we finish it was almost 9pm. Since I was driving they asked me to leave early while others will pack up and leave by the mini bus.

As I was driving in the narrow local roads there was lightening and thunder and by 10pm it started to rain cats and dogs. I couldn't see much and worried about colliding with the oncoming traffic and hoping the rain to stop soon, so I just pulled over by the side of the road and stopped under a tree. Half an hour later and the rain still had not let up. I was completely soaked, even under the tree.

I thought of calling home for a rescue from my predicament. As I reached into my purse to take my mobile phone out, I felt a certain dampness. That's when I realized I had taken my fabric purse, which was obviously not waterproof. The phone was also wet, and had conked off. Great, I thought to myself. Stuck here on a highway late at night. Some vehicles were passing by. I thought of flagging one down. But there had been so many stories about a group of men in their cars or SUVs kidnapping women from the roadside and raping them, that I did not feel comfortable doing so. I
decided the best course of action was to drive until I reached some kampung, and then make a call from there.

As I started to drive after 15minutes my car started to give some ominous noises and stopped. I tried to restart it. Did not work and I went out to look under the hood but couldn't figure anything.

Great. As if things couldn't get any worse. Now I was soaked to my skin and phone refusing to work, stranded on a deserted road at almost 11 pm. I stood there re-evaluating the option of flagging down a car. The rain had gotten even harder now, definitely the heaviest downpour in the region in years. Maybe there will be flash floods.

Finally I decided to take the chance and stood by the edge of the road waiting for some vehicle to pass by. Nothing. Not a single car or truck. Was I in the twilight zone, I wondered.

That's when I noticed a guy on one of those old rusty bikes approaching from the city side. He was wearing a raincoat, and had his eyes on the road, so did not notice me immediately. I called out to him and he stopped. Crossed the road and came close to me.

"Hello.... my car has broken down and my phone isn't working either. Do you have a mobilephone with you?" I asked in Hokkein.

The man pushed his hood back. He was bald and in his 50s. Wiped the water from his face and shouted at the top of his voice in Hokkein,"phone? No. I don't own a mobilephone. But I am a mechanic. Want me to take a look?"

I was caught off guard, what he wanted to look, then I realized he meant my car and then I quickly replied "Oh, thank you. It will be great if you can fix it."

He parked his bike on the side of the road, and started examining my car.

"Why are there no cars at all on this road?"

"It's a pretty bad storm, Madam. Trees fallen all over. The road is closed so No traffic.I was just riding back home from the garage I work at. It's just about a km from this corner."

This did not sound good. If the road was closed both ways, how was I to get home? The man realized what I was thinking from the worried look on my face and said,

"Don't worry about the city side. They were saying it will be cleared within an hour. It's not a very big tree, they say."

He looked under the car hood a few times. Took the toolbox out of the side-box and puttered around. Tried to start it a few times. It started, moved and stopped And then he said to me,

"Sorry, Madam. There is thingummy thingummy with the thingummy of the thingummy and we need a thingummy". Well, that's not exactly what he said. But I am a total dunce when it comes to automobiles so he might as well have said that and I wouldn't have understood it any less.

"Alright, so can you fix it?" I asked.

"No, not here. Don't have the tools and parts for it. But if you like, we can go to my garage. It's just a km away. We'll get there in no time. There's also a phone in the garage, so you can call someone and have them pick you up."

That sounded like the best possible option. So we set off on towards his garage. He on his bike while I in my car which stopped after every 100meter or so, finally we managed to arrive at the garage which seemed like an eternity. It stopped about 10 paces before the garage and didn't move, so we need to walk from there in the rain, with him walking beside me pulling along his bike.213176

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"So Madam, if you don't mind. What is your name?"

"Julie" I replied, and out of courtesy asked him, "and what is your's?"

"I am Tan Ah Kow. If you don't mind my asking.... what is a young lady (I almost giggled as I was in my early 30s and he thought I am in 20s) like you doing here at this time? We usually don't get (he struggled to use the word beautiful or pretty) ladies like yourself in our parts."

"I had some work in the kampung. Was driving back when this rain started."

"Yes, this rain is really unexpected. Never seen it rain like this."

He stayed silent after that, but I noticed that he'd keep stealing glances at me. I had been so preoccupied with thinking about the car and how to get home, that I didn't realize how completely soaked I was. Fortunately, as I always do while on kampung assignments, I was wearing a very conservative white blouse-khaki pants, with a long scarf around my neck and chest. But even so, being as soaked as I was, the fabric was hugging some curves of my body more tightly than it ever would.

Nothing too scandalous, mind you, but I am sure it was titillating enough for a middle aged car mechanic like Tan. I must have been quite a sight for him. I tried not to think too much about it though. Apart from a few glances, which were perfectly normal for any male, he had been very polite and well-behaved. I did not feel threatened by him at all.

Finally we reached the "garage". I use quote marks because calling it a garage would be too effusive. It was just a small tin shack, probably no bigger than the average bedroom. There was a rusty signboard on top saying "Tan karraige" with some Chinese phrases on it.

Tan banged the metal door of the shack.

"Who is it?" came a thick voice from inside.

"Subaru, it's me Tan. Open up."

I looked quizzically at Tan. Then Tan said "Subaru was abandoned as a boy and he took him in so that he has a shelter, food and don't fall into wrong ways, as he couldn't pronounce his name he started calling him Subaru"

The door creaked open and out peered a man I guessed to be Subra. He was shirtless and wearing a dirty pair of boxer shorts. He was a small man, dark, shorter than me, and I am just 5 ft 5. Had a thick beard, and curly gray hair. I'd guess him to be younger than Tan, maybe in his 30s or 40s but later I came to know he was only in his 20s.

"What happened?" he asked in hokkien, staring at me. I was surprised that he could speak hokkien but guessed it must be due to Tan's upbringing.

Tan replied "This is Julie Madam. She was driving back to the city when her car broke down. I saw her when I was going home, so brought her here."

"Hmpfff... OK.." Subaru said and opened the folding doors completely. Tan and I walked in. It was, as I said, a small shack. There was a small mattress in the corner where I guess Subaru slept. The rest of the shack was filled with tires, batteries, automobile parts and other tools. The whole place also reeked of something I couldn't quite place... probably just grease and male sweat. In another corner was a chair with a table, and on top of the table, a telephone.

"Can I use the phone?" I asked.

"Yes sure." Subaru said as he started taking out some tools and a tattered rain coat to go towards the car.

I picked up the receiver and held it to my ear. Silence. No dial tone.

"There is no dial tone" I said.

Subaru came over and took the phone from me. As he did, I could not help but notice his still shirt-less torso. It was hairy, and he had a big pot belly. There were some stains of grease on his belly, chest and arms.

"I guess the storm knocked the lines out."

"Oh. Is there someone close by with a mobile phone?" I asked.

He seem lost then I said hand-phone?

"There's just our garage and two other shops here - one a mama shop and another for makkan. Both are closed, and the guys who run them don't stay in the shops like me. You will have to walk a couple of km that way for any other shops or houses."

I weighed my options. It was still raining pretty hard. I could walk to the other shops. But maybe I could just wait for these men to fix my car and then drive. Tan was already working pretty hard at it. Subaru went and stood next to him and they started discussing whatever was to be done. That's when my sneezes started. About a dozen or so.

"Looks like you are catching a cold because of your wet clothes." Subaru said looking at me. "If you want, I can give you a clean t-shirt and a sarong to change."

"No, that's fine. I can wait. It won't take long to fix this anyway, right?"

"It will take about an hour, and..."

He was interrupted by another bout of sneezing from me. After my sneezes subsided, he looked pointedly at me. I could feel the sneezes getting worse. I decided that it would be stupid to risk getting pneumonia when there was an option to change out of my wet clothes.

"OK I suppose I should change."

Subaru went to the corner and opened a box. He took out a towel, a relatively clean t-shirt, and a sarong.He gave it all to me and said, "As you can see, there is no other room. You can change in here. Tan and I will wait outside." They walked out and I went to close the door. It was just a rusty bolt which I slid into the loop.

There was a nail hanging from a thread from the bolt. The purpose of the nail, as I later realized, was to be inserted into a hole at the end of the bolt, to act like some sort of a lock. I didn't realize it then and left the nail hanging as it was instead of inserting it into the hole. Which, ironically, lead to further events.

I should have moved to the back of the shack to change. But whether it was the greasy smell or just laziness, I did not. I started changing just a couple of feet inside the closed door. I then took off my blouse and pants which were by now dripping with water. I thought for a second about keeping my bra and panties on, but they were too wet. So I took them off too, and got completely naked. I took the towel and started drying myself. I was drying my hair when it happened. The wind suddenly picked up, and the door started shaking from the wind.

A big and audible gust of wind came and as if in slow motion, I saw the bolt sliding back under the pressure. In what must have been just a second, but felt like an eternity, the bolt slid back completely and the folding doors opened with a bang.Tan and Subaru who had been standing with their backs to the door were startled by the noise and turned around.

I stood there motionless with my hands holding the towel to my hair, they stared at me dumbfounded. There I was, completely naked. In front of two men I had just met.

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I was caught in two minds about what to do. Whether to cover myself up or close the door. My first instinct was to grab whatever I could and cover my nakedness. I had grabbed and picked up my blouse and pants which were bundled together on the floor at my feet. I held them in front of me and then ran forward to close the door again. Which was a big mistake.

The gusty wind which had blown the door open was still blowing strong. My hands were wet and slippery, as were the clothes. In my rush, my legs slipped and I tried to hold the nearby wall at the same time I let go off my blouse and pants which the gust of wind blew outside on to the street and into the darkness. And once again my nakedness was visible to the two men who were still standing rooted to their spots, a few feet away from the door. I now decided to close the door first. Because of my hair getting in my face, I was struggling to pull the door back against the wind gusts when ..... something else flew by me. The t-shirt, towel and sarong that Subaru had given me had also flown out. Those were the last possible things to cover myself with. I could now think of no short term fix to my visible nakedness.

I sank to the ground, wrapped my hands around my folded knees, and hid my face in them, hoping this would at least hide my chest and pink jade. The face was hidden mainly out of shame. In a few seconds I heard someone walk in and close the door. I also heard a chuckle, and then realized, I had heard only one set of footsteps. I looked up and saw Subaru putting the nail into the hole of the bolt.

"You didn't put this nail in, did you? I thought it was obvious that's what it was there for." he said. I just started at him, red-faced. "Well, Tan is out there running after your clothes to get them back. Good man, that Tan. Always does the right thing. I, on the other hand, just had to have another look. Hehe. Come on, don't be shy. I've seen everything anyway."

Subaru was now standing right above me. He was fully drenched, as were his boxer shorts, and his erection was adding to the effect, leaving little to imagination. I could not help but stare at his penis and testicles outlines through the wet shorts. Which turned out not to be a smart thing because he noticed what I was looking at and said, "Oh, that interests you? Well, fair's fair. You showed me everything, so the polite thing would be to do the same." and in one motion he slid his shorts down. I stared even harder. I was motionless that was a mistake I just went numb, he seemed at a loss for a few seconds. So far his behavior was mostly about bravado and arrogant needling. He probably expected me to feel shy and shrink back. And frankly, I would have expected the same from myself. But my unexpected reaction had surprised him as much as it surprised me. We were motionless like that for a few seconds. If I had shrunk back, or maybe yelled at him, he would certainly have backed off. But my motionlessness gave him the opening he needed.

He bent down, grabbed hold of my hair and pushed my face towards his dick. It hit me on the cheek. He pushed my head back and pulled it again, this time the dick hit my closed lips. I looked up at him, and our eyes met. He gave me a stern look, a primal dominant male look which I tried to return with a laboriously mustered up look of resentment. Then he smiled and cocked his head to turn his gaze lower. I followed his gaze and was shocked at what I saw. My left hand was fingering my clit. And I was now on my knees. My body was reacting entirely on its own without keeping me updated.

"Heh..hah...hahaha" Subaru started laughing. I couldn't help breaking into what they call a shit-eating grin. I felt his grip on my hair get tight again. He pulled my head towards his dick. This time I opened my mouth and let it in. Immediate reaction - gag reflex. A combination of the strong stink of his dick as well as the fact that he had thrust his cock all the way in and probably hit
my tonsils. He took the dick out. I turned my head coughed a little. Then turned back to face his dick. Took it in my right hand and started sucking on it slowly, using my usual blowjob technique. It felt like a big lollipop. I took it out occasionally to glance at it, gave it a peck or two. I was like a little kid transfixed by a new toy.

Subaru was now moaning in pleasure and running his hands through my hair. His eyes were closed and he seemed to be enjoying this blowjob. I had been sucking for a couple of minutes when there was a knock on the door. Subaru clucked his tongue in annoyance, and said, "That is Tan. Damn, I forgot about him."

He took the three steps to the door, and opened it. Tan rushed in, holding just my bra in his hand, and closed the door.

"Sorry Madam, the rest of it just flew away. This was stuck in a tree so......." his voice trailed off as he took in the scene in front of his eyes. Subaru was standing there naked with his dick erect. I was on my knees with my left hand still fingering my clit. He looked at Subaru and me turn by turn, and then said, "Oh.... I see."

"Been years since I banged a chick." Subaru said. He then walked past me towards the mattress and lay down on it. He then beckoned me to go to him.

"But... is she... I mean..how come.." Tan tried to string a sentence together, "You're not forcing her, right?"

There was silence for a couple of seconds. I realized Tan was looking at me for an answer. With this break in the proceedings and Tan's question, I had suddenly become doubly aware of the situation. I had been willingly sucking a strange man's dick, a stinky hairy mechanic's dick, and had been fingering myself while at it for good measure. Had I been forced? Tan's question gave me an exit route if I were to take it. I momentarily even considered it. But the work my fingers had been up to down there had put me in a different state of mind altogether. The normal demure Julie who had struggled a few minutes back to cover herself up and close the door had seemingly been carried away by the gust of winds with the clothes. This Julie was possessed, consumed by the most animalistic and basic instincts.

I got up from my knees and stood up. Slowly walked towards Tan. Took the bra from his hands and flung it into some corner. Then I turned around, and walked towards Subaru, swaying my hips exaggeratedly, giving Tan a great look at my butt. I reached the mattress and got down on my knees between Subaru's spread legs. Bent down and resumed my blowjob.

Tan did not need an engraved invitation after this. He was out of his clothes in a jiffy and was on his knees behind me. He fondled, pinched and slapped my tight round butt for a while. Then put his finger in my pink jade, and chuckled at the wetness. And very soon, ahhh... a cock in my pink jade. It had been weeks. After experiencing how a cock feels in the mouth, I was now experiencing it in the pink jade. Not too different in the pink jade, I must say. But there was much more to Tan's cock than Subaru's. There was girth, the sort that I had never experienced before.

Tan drilled me hard and fast. His hand kept moving from around my waist, up my back, playing with my boobs, back to my waist, grabbing my butt flesh and so on. His intense fucking distracted me from my sucking and I was just holding Subaru's dick in my mouth. Subaru took the lead then. He got on his knees, grabbed my hair and started fucking my mouth. I was being pistoned hard at both ends, and was experiencing a never-before bliss. Subaru then started with his smack talk,

"Oh yes, oh yes, you keh, you slut. You like this don't you, you bitch? You like being fucked by two rough dicks. Don't you? Don't you? Answer me, slut." and he took his dick out of my mouth.

"Mmmm...hmm...AHHH" I moaned in response as Tan was hitting the right spots and the right tempo.

"Say it, bitch. Say you like being fucked."

"Yes...OOOO...AAHHH...I like...AHH..MMMM...being fucked....AHHHHHHH... Ohhh Taaaaaaaaaannnnnn" I yelled as the first orgasm hit me. I don't know if Subaru making me acknowledge the taboo nature of this encounter played a role in it, but I had an extremely intense orgasm. I yelled and shuddered as it lasted longer than usual.

Tan was still at it. His longevity amazed me. Alex my hubby was never able to keep going this long at this pace and tempo. My first boy friend With some starts and stops, and some change in pace, yeah, may had lasted longer but Tan was able to keep going at the same pace, even with the friction that his thickness and my relative tightness must have generated. Amazing.

Subaru meanwhile resumed fucking my mouth. In a couple of minutes, his grip on my hair tightened even more and I realized what was about to come. Within seconds, my mouth was flooded with a big load of his cum. It took me three gulps, but I swallowed it.

"Wow, look how easily she swallows." Subaru said. He took his dick out of my mouth, and used my hair like a napkin to wipe it off "Good for fucking and for cleaning, HAHAHA" he added. He then backed away and sat there looking at us. Tan continued fucking me. It was now close to twenty minutes, I thought to myself in the lustful haze, and he hadn't paused at all, even for a second. As if on cue, he paused and took his dick out of my cunt with a small plop sound.

"Get on your back." he said, "I want to look at your face."

I turned around and got on my back. Tan put his knees on either side of my butt. He then took my feet at put them on his shoulder. Then with his hands grabbing my boobs hard, he rammed his dick into me again. And I almost came again. At this angle, he had reached even farther inside and touched places that had never been touched. And he started yet again, at that hectic pace, fucking me.

"Tan-san." Subaru said, "Good to see your stamina has only grown with age. But remember, you already have four kids. You don't want a fifth, do you, if you know what I mean."

"Yeah, I know." Tan replied even as he kept fucking me. "I'm not planning on cumming inside her. Unless she wants to give me a boy." Tan very old fashioned was upset that he had four daughters but no boys even though he had no inheritance to pass.

"AHHH....I am...MMMM....OHHHH... on the pill. You aAAA....can..MMMHHH... cum inside." I managed to get the sentences out. I really was on the pill, and the way this man was fucking me, I wanted him to cum inside me.

"Haha, of course she is. That's how all these city sluts are. Taking pills so they can go around screwing as they like." Subaru said.

"Will you shut up about degrading her? I'm sick of it. Such a chio bu and you speak like a gutter" Tan said in hokkien, partly in embarrassment. But it probably did have some effect. He took his hands off my boobs and put them around my thighs. Still on his knees, he straightened up from the waist, lifting my butt off the mattress, and started ramming my pink jade even harder. I sensed what was about to happen, and realized this change of posture had started my own orgasm. Tan thrust his hips ahead, then back, ahead then back. My whole body moved with him as we both had our orgasms.

Tan exhaled loudly, let go oh my feet and stayed like that on his knees. I was still writhing with the after-shocks of my orgasm. I could still feel his dick hard inside me for about a minute more.

He finally took it out and sat there. I took my hand to my pink jade and could not believe the amount of juice that was coming out of it. I sat up, unsure of what to say. Tan seemed to be thinking the same thing. And Tan's rebuke had temporarily shut Subaru's mouth too. Subaru did however, come close to me and start playing with my breasts.

"Let's work on her car." Tan said, and Subaru reluctantly let go of my boobs and followed him. They both put their clothes on and started working on the car.I lay there on the mattress for a while to regain my breath. It was still raining, but the intensity had clearly waned. I got up and walked towards the table. Picked up the phone's receiver. Ah. The dial tone was back. Phone lines were back up. Dialed my home number using the country code.

"Hello. Julie here." I said.

"Julie, where have you been? I was worried sick!" my mother in law said, clearly worried. As usual my hubby was travelling and not in town.

"Ma." I replied, "It started raining very hard and the roads got dangerous, so I decided to turn back and return to the kampung to wait the storm out. But my mobile phone got wet and stopped working. And the landline connections were down too, so could not call."

"Oh okay. Thank heavens you're safe. I was really worried. So should I send someone to pick you up? or I can call Alex."

I felt something poke my butt. I turned around to see Subaru, naked again, with his dick erect once more, grinning at me. He put his finger on my clit and bit my ear, silently chuckling.

"No, that's fine." I said, struggling to sound normal. "They have put me in a small guesthouse of sorts here. I will be fine. I don't want anyone to get lost or drive in these conditions. I've heard there are many fallen trees blocking the road. Plus, you must be tired. Just go to sleep. I'll come back in the morning. Hope the kids have eaten & slept.Good night, ma."

Subaru's finger at my clit had now found just the spot and it took monumental effort to say that whole statement normally.

I banged the phone down breathlessly, and yelled at Subaru,

"What the hell were you trying to do?"

"Hehe. So slut is a married lady too. Where is your wedding ring? You take it off when looking for men to seduce?" he said.

"I don't wear one. What do you want anyway?" I looked over my shoulder at Tan who was still working on the car.

"As great as your mouth was, my dick would like to taste your cunt too like Tan did. Something to keep us busy while Tan fixes your car. Also, I was thinking, let's not distract Tan in here. So here's an idea...."

Fifteen minutes later. Wet grass feels really odd and squishy on the bare back and butt, I thought to myself as Subaru lay on top of me, his pot belly frequently brushing against the bottom of my boobs and his bear brushing against my face, as he fucked me gradually. The rain was still falling, but was now down to a drizzle. We were fucking under a tree, I had never fucked outdoors in the rain before. Subaru was not as good at fucking as Tan, but was decent enough.

"Ahh...that's a tight little cunt you have, What's the matter, your husband's dick is too tiny?" With Tan not around, Subaru had returned to his offensive smack talk. But the offensiveness was oddly turning me on. And making me talk back some smack too.

"Unhh... why are you so obsessed with cussing, you dirty uncle? You must have been starved with no real women around is it." I said as I put my hands on his butt and pulled him deeper inside.

He seemed surprised at me talking back esp calling him uncle. He paused for a bit, and took his dick out. He pushed my butt sideways and said,

"On your knees, whore. I will now fuck you like a dog fucks a bitch."

I smiled wryly at him him and did as he said. He first spanked me for a bit, mouthing more obscenities. Then he pummeled my pink jade for a while more. I was about to orgasm. Probably sensing that, he suddenly stopped and pulled his dick out.

"Argghhh... why did you stop?" I yelled at him at looked back. "I was so close."

"Give me your left hand" he said.

"What?"

"Just give it to me."

I did as he said.

"Now your right hand."

It took some effort but I did. He held my wrists together behind my back, and my shoulder was mid-air. He gently pushed it down. My face was now on the wet muddy grass, with my left cheek touching the ground. That's when I felt it. His dick touching my asshole. Surely he wouldn't.

"No, not there!" I yelled and tried to struggle. But his grip was strong.

"Yes there. That's what you get for talking trash to me, bitch. Know your place."

And he pressed it into my asshole. I never had anal sex before. It started to hurt initially. Subaru started to spit and rub more spit into the hole and then it got relaxed.

It felt the weird kind of good that anal sex always feels. The pleasure more mental than physical. As it happened, he didn't last too long after that. Shot his load into my asshole and then just lay there on top of me. We walked back to the shack. Tan was sitting there, and my car had been fixed. I checked the clock. It was almost 2 am.

"The car is fixed. And the rain has almost stopped You can go if you want. But somehow I doubt you will leave this soon." Tan smiled at me. I smiled back and said,

"Well, you heard what I told ma. I am supposed to be in the Kampung. So I can't go home right now. Is there room for me to spend the night here?"

"ahh... considering what we have in mind, we don't need too much room." Subaru interjected. His member was flaccid.

"Hope you don't mind us getting a head start then." Tan said as he took me to the mattress. He took his clothes off and lay down on his back. I climbed on top of him, took his dick in my pink jade and started riding him. He started thrusting upwards. Subaru stood close to us, staring, and rubbing his dick.

They did sandwich me in a while. Tan in my pink jade and Subaru in my ass. And it felt fulfilling. We took a nap after that. But Subaru woke me up in an hour and started fucking me. Tan also woke up and joined in. That's how it went all night.

In the morning, my pink jade was sore, as was my asshole, so I slept in and they kept the garage closed. Tan and Subaru went and searched my clothes and brought them back. I had one farewell fuck each with both of them, and left for home. I promised to come back and spend another night with them, but never did. But often when I on the expressway I remember the exit and the garage which reminds me of that crazy night. And I feel tempted to exit, stop and look in on them.

So far I have resisted the temptation. But my internal desires want more let us see if ever something else comes up, Bros I will keep you posted.

Part 2 coming up after CNY. Happy CNY.

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Part 2
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That day was the best of times and worst of times, many a time I wanted to go back but family, dignity and many others kept me going back to the "garage". Alex had a business deal to do at a hill station in our neighboring country. As it was only for a month or two we left the kids with mother-in-law and the maid and we both went over.

I stretched my body and glanced towards the screaming alarm clock, 5.30 AM it's time to get up, lazily I reached for it and punched the stop button. The early morning sun was pouring in through the window and slowly slipped out of the bed. Without disturbing Alex, I quickly freshened up and before six o'clock was out of the house for my regular jogging.

Outside the small bungalow was a vast stretch of greenery as it was hill station, I loved the place which was full of forest all around and colonial style main building at the center. In front of the main building lies a large lush green field and on sides were many bungalows, all very far apart from one another. And Alex had rented one of them for the next two months.

I wore a tight-fitting track pants with matching top and tied the shoulder length hairs in a ponytail. Adjusting the headphones and tuning in my favorite music I started to run towards the fields.

I saw the usual people walking or jogging and greeted the uncles and aunties from neighborhood. Two rounds of the large field were enough for my regular exercise. I whisked past several people out for morning walk and even the grandpas couldn't help but stare at my rear view in those tight slacks. As I jogged, the back must have produced an exotic view with every step I took (I have posted a picture of my rear view, do you think it is shapely?). I had kept myself in a great shape with this daily routine but at times I am not confident if I still got meat around the waist.

As I finished jogging and reached home around quarter to seven and after relaxing a bit set about the daily routine. After the quick shower, prepared the tea and went into the bedroom.

"Rise and shine," I spoke cheerfully and kept the tea on the bedside table. Alex listened but feeling lazy he tried to ignore until I climbed on the bed and shook the wet hairs on his face. I thought being as a couple we would have more private space but it seems he was more interested in making money then me.

"Um... no... let me sleep," he murmured as the small drops of water splashed on his face. I giggled and some more drops of water sprinkled on his face. He opened his eyes and in mock anger he tried to grab me but I slipped away.

I went about preparing the breakfast while Alex got ready to go into the nearby town to meet his business partners. Once he gets into the mood of business, no one knows what time he will come back, most probably into the late night with heavy smell of alcohol. This is the time I was very alone and was free to do whatever. Mostly went for shopping to the city as the hill station had no shopping malls but mostly bungalows, mama shops and few offices, some residences and vast area of forests. The back of the forest area stretches far and I love to walk deep into the forest, all alone with my thoughts.

Today was no exception, I walked out of house and saw the gardener busy in the small garden of the bungalow. He was a boy named Adam (a foreign worker from one of the well known countries for workers), not more than twenty two years.

"Good Morning Madam," he greeted me while I walked by him.

"Good Morning Adam, what are you doing today," I queried.

"Just watering these plants and then will mow the lawn," he answered respectfully.

I nodded and walked towards the forest area. I wore my favorite long skirt with a top and carried just the keys of the house. I walked admiring the nature and soon the offices and the bungalows were left far behind and what was around was just tall trees and small bushes. The April sun was not hot and cool shade of the trees was chilling unlike our climate which hot, hotter and hottest the hill station was cooler. The cool breeze started to blow the skirt, the jungle was quite except for some occasional chirping of birds. I stepped behind a large tree and rested my back on the trunk.

My heart beat increased and I glanced around the place packed with trees and bushes limiting the sight to a few yards.

All memory of Tan Ah Kow came rushing back and I fumbled with the hook on the skirt and opened them letting the skirt fall to the feet. I was standing in middle of the jungle in just my small panty and top. With increasing excitement I stepped out of the bunched skirt and slowly pulled the top out and placed it over the skirt. A squirrel squeaked and after looking at me, ran from the top of the branch to the other side.

I felt aroused and my nipples were tout begging to be freed and that is exactly what I did, threw the bra over the rest of the clothes. The long and pointed boobs were standing proudly on my chest with nipples so erect that they started to give an itchy feeling. I grabbed one of my neh neh and massaged the erect nipple between the thumb and finger. The other hand pushed between my legs onto the wet pink jade which was starting to soak the panties. I quickly pulled it out of my slender legs and threw over the pile of clothes.

I Julie, a wife of a respected business man was standing nude in middle of the jungle. I understood the danger and the scandal it would cause, if someone found out but this was making it even more thrilling, risk makes it more exciting. I grabbed both my breasts and pulled the nipples hard.

I looked around and strained my ears to listen for any noises that would alert of anybody approaching, but heard none. I looked towards the pile of clothes then slowly walked ahead on the uneven grounds. As I moved farther from clothes the danger increased and so did the excitement. I reached behind bushes, far away from the pile of clothes. If someone happened to come by I will not able to get to the clothes immediately and will be caught totally nude, the thought itself increased the excitement. I slid down on the soft grass still massaging my neh neh and pinching the nipples. I moved one hand between my legs to touch the aching clit and a groan escaped.

I spread the legs wide as if opening up for Tan Ah Kow to get between them and fuck my brains out. The danger of being caught in such a state was making me horny, the only thought in my mind was 'If someone caught me lying spread eagle, all alone in the jungle, he will not let me go without fucking me.' and that thought made me shiver with excitement and I rubbed my clit vigorously.

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[brundt]

Nice story TS, and what a sexy back view too! :)

[NastyThaiboy]

I really like this story!

setting up my tent here for more updates. :)

[FS14148]

Wow, really likes your adventures!

[Informer]

this is a nice story, do keep the updates coming. :)

[MikeHooper]

I know what I'll do if I happen to see a naked girl fingering herself in the jungle :D

[vicks]

To give the story a different view, it moves from first person to third person.


Lying in the woods naked, she rubbed her pink jade imagining someone watching her and stroking his large penis.

She remembered the incident when she was travelling with her parents in a train to Europe. It was an overnight journey and she was wearing a knee-high skirt along with a t-shirt. The t-shirt was tight around her bust and the shape of her round boobs were producing a mouthwatering scene. She was busy reading a book when she noticed a man in the opposite seat was checking her out. He was a grown-up nerdy man in his forties and she noticed that he was surreptitiously glancing at her legs and breasts. Julie felt a chill run down her spine and she looked at her parents who were busy talking among themselves.

She checked herself and found that her skirt has ridden a bit over the knees as she sat on the seat with legs pulled up and folded. She innocently moved her legs a bit giving him a better glimpse of her thighs deep inside the skirt and from corner of her eyes she watched for his reaction. The man saw the movement of her legs and the delicate thighs exposed for a split second giving him deep view upto her black panties and then they were closed again, but still the skirt rode higher and he was mesmerized by the sight of her soft and creamy legs.

Julie saw awe on his face and felt the tingling sensation between her legs. She continued flipping pages of the book and in between opened and closed her legs giving him fleeting glimpses of her gorgeous thighs. At one point their eyes met and he smiled but she looked away. The game continued till it was time to sleep and Julie was on fire. Her parents went to sleep.

By this time, it was clear to the man that she was deliberately teasing him and the guy didn't mind the show, but he was getting greedy for more. He got up from his seat and signaled her to follow him as he walked towards the toilets. She now understood that he was asking her to come to the toilets at the end of the carriage and continue the show, maybe in the toilet. She felt scared at the prospect of being alone with him, but then the excitement overpowered her, the taboo nature of the act made her breath heavy. She peeked in the gallery and saw him standing at the far end. He signaled her to come to him when he saw her looking.

Hesitantly she got up and checked on her sleeping parents, when she was sure that they were fast asleep she walked down the aisle. Her heart started to beat hard as she reached the toilets.

"Why you called me," she whispered acting all innocent.

"I was not able to look at this beautiful body in the dark over there," he too whispered in a french accented English voice, "I want to see you properly."

Julie's face turned red and she looked down at the floor unable to meet his gaze. There was no one around and he slowly opened the door of the toilet. He held the door open and looked at her meaningfully.

"Come... here no one can disturb us," he whispered. Julie's was feeling excited and nervous at the same, however she hesitantly stepped in. He closed the door behind and they were cramped in the small space.

"Show me," his voice was barely audible.

Julie was trembling as she lifted her skirt and pulled it above her waist.

"Now the panty."

She shook her head.

"Please," he whispered, "you are so sexy... now don't hide yourself... I want to see all of you."

Her heart was beating so hard that she thought the sound could be heard by her sleeping parents. After he coaxed again she let go the skirt and put her thumbs in the elastic waist band. She pulled the panty down to her knees and then inched her skirt up to reveal the soft pink jade mound partly hidden in small pubic hairs.

"Ah... wow," he gasped as the pink jade came into view and Julie shut her eyes tightly. He looked fixedly at the swollen pink jade lips which were pressed tightly leaving a line between them and he was sure that he was looking at a virgin cunt. His cock twitched and was rock hard.

"le buste"

I asked what and then he repeated "the boobs."

Julie let the skirt fall and started to pull back the panty.

"No... no... leave it like that," he held the skirt up, "I want to see all of you."

"Leave it," she pulled the skirt out of his grip and looked alarmed.

"Ok... Ok... no problem... but I want to see you fully nude."

She relaxed a bit when he stepped back and then she held the skirt with one hand and with other pulled the t-shirt up. He waited patiently as she slowly revealed her slim and beautiful body. She finally pulled her bra above her boobs and he got the first glimpse of her pointed boobs and the erect nipples.

Julie felt very dirty in exposing to him completely.

He watched in amazement at the young beauty just two feet away and then he wanted more. He wanted to touch them, he wanted to squeeze them. With a single step he was onto her and placed a firm hand on her left boob and his other hand went around her waist pulling her tightly against him.

"No... no... leave me," she panicked and tried to move back but there was no space.

"You are amazing," he groaned while squeezing the tits, he didn't seem to listen to her protests and moved his hands over her body mauling her tits and ass.

Julie was terrified now and all her playfulness vanished, she never thought that if she is alone with him he will try to take advantage of her. She cursed

herself for being so foolish and literally started to fight him away.

He was in frenzy and the protests hardly have any effect on him. He had her pinned between him and the toilet wall and the pointed soft orbs on her chest

were repeatedly pumped and squeezed. He tried to kiss her on lips but as she violently shook her head he was only able to lick her cheeks.

"What!!!" suddenly he realized that she was crying and fighting with him for her dear life, "what are you doing," he looked puzzled.

"Leave me... let me go," she cried, tears flowing freely.

"Why!!! What is wrong!!!"

"Let me go... please... I don't want this."

"Ohh... common don't show the attitude now, I know you want this," he brushed aside her protests and once again tried to kiss her this time he managed to grab her lip in his mouth.

"Uggg... moo... uggg...' she tried to speak but her voice was muffled. Julie was now shit scared and tried her best to avoid him but met with little success,

his hands were now probing her cunt and spreading the lips.

"Don't worry... don't worry," he spoke in a hoarse voice and unzipped his pant.

"No... no... mummy," Julie started to howl as she realized that he was ready to fuck her, the cock rubbed between her legs.

"Shhhh... keep your voice down."

"Mummy," she howled louder.

"What are you doing... do you want to wake up the entire compartment," he tried to calm her, "I will be real slow you have no need to worry."

"No... no... leave me," she continued to fight him.

"Bitch," he tried to turn her around in order to take her from behind but he met with bitter fighting and shouting.

"What do you want," he was now a bit alarmed himself and feared someone might hear her, "Shhh calm down I am not doing anything."

As his grip loosened Julie quickly pulled her panty up and arranged her clothes while he looked at her in anger.

"Bitch... cunt," he vented his anger while she quickly opened the latch and ran out of the toilet. She almost ran to her seat and pulled the sheets over her as she sat in the corner, still panting.

The man didn't bother her after that and was gone early in the morning. The incident left Julie really scared and she promised herself never to do this again. For next one year, she never thought of exposing herself not even 'accidentally' but then slowly the incident started to fade in the memory and she was tempted again, however she was careful not to let herself into such a situation. Her exhibitionism remained 'accidental' and she never ventured further than that until she was married.

As she lay there thinking about the past, she rubbed her clit spreading her legs wide, her finger moved in circles occasionally slipping in the wet hole as slow moans escaped her mouth as she neared climax.

As Alex was discussing business he had little idea that his lovely wife was lying naked in the woods rubbing her pink jade.

Julie had maintained her figure by regular exercise on one hand and during dating & early years of marriage she was experimental in bed. Every other night she will have something new to do, she would do a strip tease for him. She will wear sexy lingerie (attached is one of the photos) and would make a show taking them off, she will do something or the other to spice up the things in bed and the result is sex, almost five times a week. Alex was often surprised at her energy and the enthusiasm she shows. But now lot of things had taken priority that he was getting less interested in Julie and hoping that
something would spice up his sex life, but he didn't know what or how.

Alex remembered an incident at a shoe store where Julie was trying a branded shoe and Alex was busy looking at the men's shoe. He was at some distance and saw his wife sitting on the stool bending forward adjusting the shoe and the salesman sitting on the floor in front of her. Suddenly he saw that the first two buttons of her blouse had come off and her breasts were visible to great depths. Even though he was at some distance but he can also clearly see the cleavage deep down. He looked at the salesman and found him staring at the site before him in an awe.

'Oh my god' he was rooted to his place and watched Julie who oblivious to everything, was busy fiddling with the shoe. It looked like she was presenting her delicious breasts on platter to the salesman. Alex was mesmerized and his first thought was for the salesman 'lucky bastard' then he thought of warning Julie. But before he could act he saw her straightening and adjusting her button on the blouse. Alex looked around to see if anyone else was watching but found none as the only other shopper, a lady and was facing away.

He found that his heartbeat increased and he was feeling aroused. Julie kept on trying different shoes and continued to expose her breasts to the ogling eyes of the salesman. Alex wanted to warn Julie but he was feeling aroused watching his innocent wife unknowingly expose herself in front of this man. The salesman was happily bringing shoes for her to try and enjoyed the view.

Alex never mention this to her as he felt ashamed of himself that he knowingly allowed to continue the show. Later in the night he was excited beyond control and even tried to bite her tits, it gave him added pleasure that the salesman could only drool over them while he can have them.

His train of thoughts were broken as the business partner brought him a peg of hibki.

To be continued....

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[vicks]

Julie returned from her 'walk' in the woods, it was almost quarter past one in the afternoon.

"How was your day dear," she inquired as Alex got down from his car about 9pm.

"Are you tired," Julie spoke meaningfully and Alex felt a tingling sensation as he understood what she was hinting about.

Later in the night when Alex came to bedroom he found Julie was wearing a flimsy night dress which was reaching just below her knees. The material was so thin that he could clearly make out every curve on her body and can also see the bra and panty she was wearing. He looked at her admiringly while Julie had a mischievous smile on her face.

"This arrived today," she pointed towards the night dress, "and also what I am wearing inside."

Alex remembered that they ordered a set of fancy bra and panty few days ago and she must be wearing the same. Julie pushed him on the bed and stood beside with a naughty smile.

"You want to see," she asked. Alex nodded eagerly feeling his blood rushing to his crotch. Julie stepped back a bit untying her hairs and shook her head seductively letting the shoulder length hairs fall on her back. She put on some light music and turned on the night lamp then sensually started to sway her hips. Alex watched in dim light the little show she put up and felt his cock getting hard. Julie slowly pulled up the night dress to give him a peek at her creamy thighs and the purple panty, then quickly pulled it back. She teased him until she saw a tent building in his shorts. She pulled the night dress all the way up and out of her head and stood before him in the purple bra and panty.

Alex rubbed his crotch and saw that the material was so transparent that he could see the tout nipples and the fluffy pink jade lips. Julie swayed and turned a full round displaying her body.

"You want more," she whispered, "then show me your hard cock."

Alex quickly peeled his clothes off and rubbed the erect cock.

"Mmmm... lovely," she approached him and planted a kiss on his throbbing penis.

Julie continued the teasing by showing glimpses of her body and in between playing with his cock with her tongue until Alex could take it no more and pulled her onto the bed. Julie moaned loudly as he quickly mounted her. The room was filled with the noises of lovemaking. Alex came within 10 minutes (the national average being 6 minutes), rolled over & slept. Julie felt was very lost as she felt the clouds gathering but before rain it had cleared leaving her unsatisfied.

The next day after Alex left, Julie was relaxing and enjoying the weather with a hot cup of coffee. The weather was romantic with clouds in the sky and she was feeling naughty, she thought of going to shopping mall and have some fun at any of the local shops with the salesmen. Last time, she remembered in her country the salesman got a deep look at her cleavage, today she thought of wearing a skirt and can let some salesman have some view down her thighs. The thought sent shivers down her spine and she felt the familiar sensation building inside her. She finished the coffee but was still not able to decide where to go.

Finally, she decided to have a walk in the forest as being in the birthday suit made her feel very wild, relaxed, excited and calming. Wearing a jean and a top she locked the house. Adam was as usual working in the lawn and she inquired about his family in his country and did small talk about his financial situation (which not any different from most workers), then she walked towards the woods.

The sky was partially filled with clouds and the sun was playing hide and seek in the clouds. Julie walked more deeper until she reached a spot with some natural flowing water from some stream, it was clear and smelled natural so she started to slowly undress, the cold breeze make her nipples stood erect (can you see that in the attached picture?). After keeping all her clothes below a tree, she walked naked into the water stream and started slowly playing with her pink jade and nipples.

She was lost in her fantasies, eyes closed, legs spread wide and two fingers buried deep in her pink jade when she heard rustling sound close to her. She opened her eyes and saw a large water snake which was coiled near her legs. Her eyes spread out in fear as she saw him brandish his tongue.

"Mummmmy...." She screamed on top of her lunges as her body trembled and she was unable to move. Her eyes were fixated on the creature which appeared to be looking at her cunt believing it to be the opening of his pit.

"Oh God help me... please go away," the creature was so close to her that she feared even to move a muscle.

Suddenly from nowhere a man appeared beside her, he jumped into the water stream and holding a stick he scooped the snake and sent him flying into the bushes.

"Oh God... Oh God," she was still trembling.

"He is gone," he spoke. Julie looked at him for the first time and her heart sank as she recognized Adam.

"O my god... O my god," she trembled and tried to cover her boobs and pink jade with her hand while Adam looked on at the naked wife.Then she quickly covered with a small towel that was lying near by but it hardly covered her.

"My clothes," she was barely able to say these words.

"I'll bring them," he said and ran towards where she has kept her clothes.

Julie was feeling numb and her mind was not working, 'he has been watching me,' was all that he could think. Then she got out of the water stream.

Adam was quickly back with her clothes, she quickly started to dress. In the haste she tripped while putting the panty on and fell face forward. Adam was standing in good position and he didn't let her fall on the ground and held her in his arms.

"Leave me..." she spoke in a wobbly voice as she felt his hands on her naked shoulders and waist. Adam let her balance herself and watched as she quickly dressed and rushed towards home.

Julie almost ran to her home. She was looking behind to see if Adam was following her but he was not to be seen. By the time she reached home she was able to regain some of her composure.

"O God... O God," she was shaking as she locked the door, "What was he doing there... of all the people... this Gardner...this foreign worker ... Adam... how could I ever face him again."

She sat on the couch and tried to catch her breath. The more she thought about it, the more foolish she felt and she cursed herself for being such a stupid ass. Now the whole idea of getting naked in the jungle seems so absurd, she always thought that she would know if someone is approaching and could hide or something, but she never expected what happened today.

Julie spent the afternoon locked in the house and thinking about the incident. 'He came forward when she shouted for help, it means he was watching me masturbating all this time,' she helplessly crushed the cushion in her hand. She shivered at the thought that Adam must be boasting about this to his friends and that he has touched her naked body almost hugged her. She was lost in her thoughts and almost forgot about lunch.

By evening she was restless again. But she consoled herself - 'even if he tells no one will believe him,' she went to see if people neighborhood are gossiping about her, as she walked her eyes were looking for Adam. She knew he must be somewhere around or working in some other bungalow. She casually walked on looking into the lawns of other bungalows for any sign of Adam.

Then she spotted him cleaning a flower bed. Walking close to the fence she hoped he will look at her so that she can signal him, but he was busy and didn't raise his head.

"Adam," she called him after mustering enough courage.

"Yes Madam," he saw her and quickly came to the edge of the fence.

"I need to have a word with you."

"Sure madam," he looked on.

"Not here," she looked around, "over there," she pointed towards a deserted lane and walked on. After sometime she heard hurried footsteps behind her.

"What were you doing in the forest," she spoke as he came beside her. She cannot look him into eyes and continued to walk.

"I... I... was there," he stammered.

"I know you were there... but why?"

"I use to follow you."

"You mean earlier also you have followed me," she was terrified, "Why?"

"I saw you going into the woods and I was worried because it is not safe ... so I followed you... in case..."

'O God,' he has been watching her all the time and she has no idea.

"You mean you would have saved me if someone attacked me," she giggled nervously.

"Yes sure... I would have," he replied confidently showing a machete hidden in his pants.

Julie didn't know what to say, she nervously fidgeted and kept on walking without realizing that they have walked into bamboo bushes which were hidden from the road.

"I never wanted to spy on you... I just followed you to warn you... but... but... when I saw you... I didn't... I don't want to interrupt," he spoke slowly while Julie looked at the ground.

"I hope you have not told this to anybody," she spoke.

"No madam... I can never do that," he quickly replied.

Julie relaxed feeling the sincerity in his voice and also that he was behaving respectfully as he used to. Not a cheap glance or a sleazy comment, as Julie was dreading.

"Thanks a lot... please don't tell anyone," she spoke meekly.

"I would never do that."

"You are so sweet... Madam," he spoke getting closer to her.

Julie first time looked at him closely and found him to be just about her height, a bit shorter for a man, but was sturdy built. He had strong arms and legs and the facial feature were fine, looked sweet and innocent to her. The manual work he did showed in his physic and as she glanced down she saw a bulge in his pant.

'Is he having a boner,' she thought and realized that just couple of hours back she was totally nude before him and probably he has never seen another woman naked. The thought made her feel ashamed as well as aroused.

Adam was so close to her that he can smell her scent, he can feel the heat emanating from her body and he was not able to control himself. He moved one hand on her back and pulled her in his strong embrace.

"What... what," she was taken aback.

Adam had one hand on her ass and pulled her sharply into him. Julie felt his hard cock on her thigh and before she could react she felt his other hand on the back of her head.

"No... no... what are you doing," she squealed and shook her head left and right as he tried to kiss her lips. Her boobs pressed flat onto his chest.

"What do you think you are doing," Julie shouted and pushed him hard.

"Madam... Madam," he was in a frenzy and managed to kiss her cheeks.

"Let me go immediately," she started hitting him on chest.

Adam was startled and his grip on her ass loosened. Julie quickly pushed him back and looked fiercely in his eyes.

"How dare you!!!" she shouted.

"Madam..." he tried to speak but she cut him off.

"What do you think!!! If you have seen me naked, you have the right to fuck me?" she was panting in anger while Adam looked on like a scared puppy.

"No madam," he looked down.

"I will kill you if you ever touch me," and she stomped back towards her bungalow.

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Alex was telling about his day but Julie's mind was still occupied by the thoughts of the day's events. She absentmindedly nodded to whatever he was saying.

'He must be thinking that I am some kind of cheap woman who will be willing to take any cock that comes her way or else he would not have dared to touch me,' she thought and continued to cook the dinner.

Julie went to bed after finishing dinner. By now her anger had subsided and her mind was working differently, 'he has been watching me doing all those nasty things for so many days, OMG, I have masturbated several times,' she felt ashamed, 'he had a hard on and I was staring at it no wonder he thought I wanted him.'

When Alex joined her in bed she was imagining Adam watching her hidden in the bushes and was getting excited. When Alex put a hand on her back she snuggled close to him. He didn't have to ask twice for she was already wet. She put her face on the pillow and went pro asking Alex to fuck her doggy style. At the peak of copulation, she felt as if Adam has a grip on her ass and when she had orgasm his face was in her mind. Alex was surprised that Julie had her orgasm so fast and it had happened the day when she flirted with the salesman, so he was wondering who did she flirt with today.

They cuddled together after the satisfying sex when Alex spoke, "I don't know if it's true or not but there is a rumor that the worker Adam was involved with one of the wife who stayed here before on vacation and he even got her pregnant. It seems that the husband was not having good number of sperms to father a child and her getting pregnant made the husband aware of her relationship."

"Ohh... then."

"Then they left this place and I don't know what happened, but many neighbors got the whiff of the things before they left."

"Hmm," that made Julie a bit nervous.

"I am not sure if it is true but its all rumor ... anyway I don't like his overall appearance either, so just want to warn you as he works in our garden and you should have as little as possible connection with him."

Julie nodded but she lay awake for a long time and finally when she slept she had dreams of Adam impregnating her.

Next three days went uneventful. Adam came for work as usual and stuck to his work only and didn't tried to come near to Julie or talk to her. Julie was apprehensive initially and was thinking of the ways to handle him if he tried to come onto her, but her fears proved wrong and Adam didn't try anything. During this period she remained at home and saw him working in the garden.

She was very much relaxed now and felt that whatever her husband said about him must be rumors only, he looked so innocent. Although she has seen him checking her out whenever she was in the garden, but this didn't annoy her rather she felt proud.

On fourth day Adam was working in the backyard and collecting the home-grown strawberries while Julie watched him working from the kitchen window. He collected basketfull of strawberries and knocked on the kitchen door to give it to her.

She opened the door, "put it in the refrigerator."

"I am sorry madam," he spoke as he opened the refrigerator.

"Sorry for what."

"The way I behaved the other day," he spoke looking down.

"It's ok," Julie felt happy that he was behaving like a gentleman.

"Would you like to have some tea," she spoke happily as she felt a burden lifted from her chest.

"No... no... Madam, please don't bother," he spoke hesitantly and got up to leave.

"Sit down," she ordered, "it's no trouble I was going to make for myself."

"Thank you, Madam," he looked elated.

"Remember to always behave like a good boy... Ok."

He nodded and both of them continued to make small talks until the tea was boiled.

"Here," she handed him a cup.

"Madam can I ask you a question if you promise not to get mad," he spoke.

"What," she was a bit skeptical.

"Why you stopped going to jungle."

"Are you mad," she was furious, "after I know you will follow me, you think I am stupid to go there."

"Please madam don't get angry, I will not follow you."

"No need to be so generous," she scorned, "I am not going there."

Adam nodded quietly and sipped the tea. Julie was furious, ashamed as well as aroused all at once.

"You had fun watching me, didn't you?"

Adam kept quiet. Suddenly Julie had an idea.

"Ok now it's your turn to get naked."

"What?"

"Yeah, you heard me... get your clothes off... it is quite fair that as you have peeped on me now it's my turn to watch you."

"No Madam," he looked nervous.

"What no? Now get up and lock that door," she pointed towards the kitchen door.

He looked unbelievably towards her but found she was serious. After Julie shouted at him he quickly closed the door. She made him follow her to the guest bedroom.

"Now off with your clothes," she spoke and sat on a recliner. Adam stood there looking at her sheepishly while Julie enjoyed his nervousness.

After Julie persuaded him couple of times he took his shirt off and his strong chest came into view. She looked at the broad shoulders and tanned smooth skin and was surprised that it looked good.

Next, he unhooked the pant and let it fall on the floor, inside he was wearing a home stitched long underwear (the old kampung type underwear). Julie smiled looking at the underwear and felt happy that he was embarrassed. He stood there motionless.

"Now take that thing off," Julie scolded. She was feeling like having a revenge of short, in shaming him.

He undid the cord of the underwear and it fell on the floor.

"Ahh hum," she looked at the impressive cock and was speechless for a moment. The semi erect cock hung between his legs and it was thick. It looked like the rest of his body, strong and sturdy and was hanging between his legs, coming out of thick bush of black hairs with the big balls hanging behind. Julie was surprised to see his cock as she expected it to be boyish. She moved her gaze to his face as she felt embarrassed that she was staring at his cock. The idea was to make fun of him and not the other way around.

"What is this with the bush... can't you keep it clean," she taunted finding nothing else to say.

He nodded still looking at the floor. Julie's gaze returned to his cock, it was not erect but still looked impressive. Her mind compared his cock with her hubby, Tan ah Kow, Subaru and others but this was different, 'It must be even bigger when erect,' she thought and immediately felt ashamed. What next, she had no idea what to do now. 'Must ask him to dress and leave,' she thought but didn't speak and kept on staring at his nude body.

Adam felt ashamed initially to be naked like this but slowly he lost his inhibition. He saw Julie looking at his cock intently and felt happy. He slowly caressed it as there was no foreskin it looked clean.

"Ahem," she cleared her throat, "what are you doing."

He kept quiet but slowly stroked his cock looking at the hot wife in front of him.

"Is this what you do when you saw me in the jungle," she giggled.

"Yes Madam," he spoke in a low voice.

"Do it... make it big," she wanted to see the erect cock.

"Madam in jungle I saw you nude but now you are fully clothed, this won't get hard."

"Shut up.... Do you think I will get naked for you?"

"Please Madam... I want to see your lovely body.... You are so hot," his voice was hoarse imagining her naked.

"Shut up," she wanted to sound angry but was barely able to speak. Getting nude for an audience was her thing, a kink which leads her to do unthinkable.

"You will not try to touch or I will kill you," she spoke making up her mind.

Adam quickly nodded not believing his good luck.

Julie's heartbeat increased as she fidgeted with her long skirt. What is she doing? or why is she doing? she had no answer, all she could think of was, how hard this will make him. As she lifted her skirt above her knees she could feel the piercing eyes of Adam on her body and she felt very ashamed of herself.

Adam stroked his cock which was rapidly inflating as those two smooth pillar of thighs were exposed. He had never seen another woman who had such an amazing body, as Julie had no hair any where in her body, no black heads or spots, just fair, smooth & creamy. He had cummed by just looking at her natural body. Even though she had less hair naturally, Julie still did IPL regularly to keep her pink jade clean and shine. She applied natural products like Aloe Vera to keep the scent of her pink jade fresh and natural.

She arched her body on the recliner and felt like a cheap whore and the look of pure lust on the face of Adam made her groan in pleasure. She wanted that her audience is aroused by her body. This is much better than doing alone in the jungle. She remembers the last time she deliberately exposed in front of a man in the train and he tried to rape her but today she is in control.

She looked at his fully erect penis. It was large and thick, like a log in between his legs.

"You want more," she groaned.

"Yess... yes madam."

She bunched her skirt at her waist and spread her legs wide, "Remember you cannot touch me," she repeated her warning.

Adam nodded, his face was a mix of pleasure and torture. He had looked at her nude body many times in the jungles but it was nothing in comparison to this, when this goddess of a women knowingly exposing herself to him. He wanted to take advantage of whatever she is willing to give and not to jeopardize his chances by acting against her will.

His gaze was fixed at the lovely mound between her legs covered by a red panty. He saw a letter 'A' engraved in the middle of the panty and just below the letter he could visualize the thick pink jade lips. Precum oozed out of the tip of his cock as he stroked it.

She hooked both her legs on the arm rest of the recliner and spread wide. Adam noticed the damp spot on his panty,

"Take it out," he moaned.

Julie looked at him with her half-closed eyes and nodded. She caressed her pink jade mound and then put both her thumbs in the waist band of his panty. She lifted her ass a bit and slide down the panty out of her legs and threw it on the floor.

Adam soaked in the sight of the beautiful and hairless pink jade. The thick lips were sticking together hiding the labia within. Julie moved her fingers over the lips and parted them.

"Did you masturbated when you saw me in jungle."

"Yesss."

"Then do it now," she asked and watched him as he increased his pace of stroking. She herself inserted one finger and then the second, inside her pink jade and started to play with herself.

Both of them watched each other pleasuring themselves and got more and more excited. Julie was pleased to watch the carnal desire on the face of this boy. The room was slowly filled with moans of

Julie while he wanked without noise.

"Ahh... ssss...ouuu," Adam moaned softly as the first jet of cum landed on the floor. Julie also reached her peak watching him spurting cum and closed her eyes in ecstasy.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Adam standing with his cock in his hand and cum splashed over the floor. He was unsure of her reaction and looked sheepishly towards her.

Julie gave him a reassuring smile, "go and fetch the tissue box from kitchen."

She put back her panty and watched Adam get dressed. He looked very happy, like he had won 4D.

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After Adam left she regretted for what she had done but the more she thought about it the more aroused she became and ended up masturbating again before Alex arrived.

She had cum twice since morning, however when she was in bed with Alex she was horny again and literally attacked him. Alex was wondering what happened again to find her so aroused, she climbed on him and fucked his brains out.

After the most intense cock breaking experience, Alex was resting when she broached the subject of Adam.

"You know next month Adam the gardener will be going on vacation to attend his sister wedding but he has no decent clothes to wear."

"Humm ok... you can give him some of my old clothes," he replied.

"What!?! you want me to give him your old clothes and you expect him to wear them for the wedding," she spoke in an agitated tone.

"Oye... Oye, what are you getting so upset for, people always give their old clothes to people who have less than them" he looked surprised.

"This is not the way to help by giving out old useless clothes, besides your clothes may not fit him," she replied.

"I guess we have enough that spending shouldn't be an issue," she was still upset.

"That's not the issue."

"Then what is the issue" she was adamant.

Alex wondered why she was getting agitated and thought not to start a quarrel as he was very sleepy.

"Nothing, you buy him new clothes... ok."

"Humm, I guess it's because you don't like him," she spoke.

"Come on, you know it's not true," he somehow wanted to end this discussion.

"You know.... I talked to him about that wife and him"

"What!!!" he turned towards her on his elbow, "you talked about his affair."

"Yeah and guess what? He didn't deny it but the truth is he didn't seduce her but she tricked him into this. They wanted fun that is why the wife fooled him, even her husband knows about it and was into this. Once she got pregnant and the relationship came to light she dumped him."

"O God!!! You talk to him about all this, are you out of your mind?"

"Why, what is wrong with it, at least I found out the truth," she looked at him in surprise.

He shook his head unbelieving, "anyway it's true then that he made that wife pregnant and that's makes him a cheap guy who is willing to go after married women and I don't like this type of guys."

"Well it's your opinion but for me he is innocent as that woman used him."

He shrugged his shoulders and the conversation ended. He wondered why women esp spouses always win arguments, in business he always had an upper hand.

Next day Julie tried to keep herself in control as she didn't want a repeat of yesterday. She knew that if she continues to expose to him things will go further and she would be tempted for more.

Adam came to work at his usual time and looked very happy. He started his work in the backyard but was clearly distracted, he kept on looking at the bungalow to have a glimpse of her. He smiled when he saw her in a night dress but Julie kept a straight face.

She was having a hard time controlling herself as whenever she saw him looking at her in lust, she felt like teasing him and wanting to find out how hard he is. Adam was looking for an opportunity to talk to her and maybe more but she stayed reserved. Finally, he came to the kitchen door and knocked.

"What?" she enquired.

"Can I get a glass of water," he asked and Julie opened the door. She pointed at the fridge and asked him to help himself.

"Madam... today I have shaved... upto my balls," he spoke hesitantly.

"Ok, good for you," she replied but this was not the reaction he was expecting. He took a long time fetching the bottle and then glass, hoping for some encouragement from her. Julie knew what he wanted and it was turning her on. "I cannot continue this,' she thought, "I am a respected married woman and he is a worker.' But then, "I am only having some innocent fun,' she reasoned with herself.

"I haven't showered today," she spoke casually and Adam looked at her in a confused manner.

"So, I am going to take the shower now," she spoke and walked out of the kitchen looking him in the eyes.

"Lock the kitchen door," she shouted from the living room.

She knew he would follow her and she didn't lock the bathroom door.

Adam understood the signal and quickly followed her into the bedroom without locking the kitchen door. He heard the sound of running water coming from the attached bathroom and saw her gown lying discarded on the floor. He found the door slightly open and his cock started to grow in anticipation.

He pushed the door and his cock sprang to full attention at the sight. Julie was standing under the shower, fully nude. Her silky fair body shining as the water ran down the smooth surface. He grasped in the sight of the most beautiful and curvy woman he has ever seen, the pointed milky boobs stood straight with nipples protruding like pencil erasers, a toned flat stomach and full ass.

His eyes followed the droplets of water flowing down her stomach onto the perfect V between her legs and then running down those shapely slim thighs. He was desperate to feel that rosy pink jade lips between his palm, he so badly wanted to part them and rub between them. But he knows better not to rush or to lose whatever he is getting.

Julie saw him watching and felt the very familiar carnal desire to display herself, building inside her. She picked up the soap and started rubbing it over her body. She made an effort to make a show out of it by rubbing the soap all over her neck, boobs, abdomen and finally between her legs. Adam meanwhile got rid of his clothes and stroked his very painfully erect cock.

Julie saw the shaved pubic and felt that the cock looked even bigger now. She wanted to touch it, feel the girth and length between her hands but she immediately shook the thoughts out as she knew that if she touches him then he will also be encouraged to touch her and then things will be out of control. She didn't want to fuck him, she reassured herself.

She started to apply soap to her feet by bending down and felt real slutty with her back to him. Adam felt his heart will stop beating when he saw her bend down and her ass opened to reveal the soft puckered ass hole and pink jade. He gasped for air, just two steps and he could grab that waist and pull it over his cock. The pink jade looked so tight he was sure that it will milk him dry in no time.

"Madam," he groaned as if in pain and started to stroke in frenzy. Julie stayed in bending position longer that required and enjoyed the effect it had on him. She straightened and went under the shower and smiled seductively while rubbing around her tits.

After thoroughly washing herself she closed the shower and looked for the towel which was hanging where Adam was standing. She simply stretched her hand for it.

"Yes madam," Adam quickly grabbed it and gave it to her.

"Good boy," she cooed and turned around presenting her back to him, "put it on my back."

"Yesss... Yesss."

Adam put the towel on her back with trembling hands and she started to dry herself. He watched in amazement as she rubbed her boobs dry and then her legs and pink jade. Finally, after drying herself completely she hanged the towel on his erect cock.

Giggling, she walked out of the bathroom and went to the bedroom to dress up. Adam followed her and watched her fetch clothes from the wardrobe.

"Are you free today around three," she asked him.

"Yes," he looked at her questioningly.

"We will go to the nearby shopping mall downtown, I want to buy you some clothes," she spoke and pulled the panty up her legs.

Adam watched in awe as she looked all the more beautiful with the black panty over her white ass. "But why? I have clothes," he spoke.

"I know but I want to buy you some as your sister's marriage is next month and I want you to have some new clothes."

"It's not necessary madam," he replied feeling shy in accepting gifts from her.

"Just shut up and be here at three," she shut him up.

Adam nodded in agreement and watched her put on a matching black bra over her pointed boobs. He was amazed as he didn't know that elegant and cultured woman wore matching bra and panty. She walked to the dressing table and started combing her hairs. Adam noted that her black panty had a letter 'A' embroidered with white threads.

"Madam, what is this 'A' on each one of your panties," he asked.

"A stands for Alex, my husband and it means that this belongs to him," she pointed towards her pink jade, "always remember it."

Adam nodded, however he didn't seem to agree with it, 'only a matter of time, very soon you will have my name 'M' there,' he thought. Because Adam was the name he used in the foreign country as it sounded neutral and was easy to pronounce.

Julie drove to the nearby town with Adam and stopped at its largest shopping mall.

"What kind of clothes you like," she asked Adam, but he looked confused.

"No problem, I will pick for you," she smiled as they entered a shop. Adam was lost in that beautiful smile, the white teeth shine as she smiled and the dimples on the cheeks made her look the cutest girl on earth. Adam was wondering how on earth this elegant lady can behave like a slut when alone with him.

Julie was wearing a tight jean, equally tight shirt and high heels. The jean was so tight that it looked like a second skin and every curve of her body was accentuated. She walked into the shop with a slight sway of her hips, closely followed by mesmerized Adam.

She selected few pants, shirt, jeans and t-shirts and asked Adam to try them. He came out of the trial room wearing a pant and shirt.

"Ummm, looking good," Julie remarked examining him closely. She stood close to him facing the mirror.

"What do you say," she asked looking at the image of the two in the mirror.

"Yes good... but they are very expensive," he was hesitating.

"You are not allowed to look at the price tag, you just concentrate on the clothes," she put her arm around him.

"Now you look like my boyfriend," she laughed out loud while Adam grinned.

She picked up three sets of pants, jeans and shirt and have him wear one of them while the old one's were packed. While making payment Adam noticed that she has also picked two trunk style & two thong style underwear for him. He looked questioningly towards him but she just smiled.

After dinner they came back home, Julie was tired and went to sleep. Alex came late and saw his wife sleeping so without disturbing he went to bed.

Next morning after Alex left, Julie was alone and she thought about her shopping experience with Adam and how she behaved with him. When Adam arrived for his work she again started to feel butterflies in her stomach. She remembered how big and hard his cock was and how it had swelled looking at her body.

"Good morning madam," Adam greeted her as he entered the kitchen. Julie just nodded in reply and noticed that he looked very happy and why not only yesterday she had given him a free show. She saw he already had a bulge in his pant.

Her subconscious mind was warning her that she has already gone too far with this boy and she should not risk her marriage over some stupid fun. This isn't game anymore its serious adultery if she continues to play with him. Alex is already suspicious, what if he finds out? He would surely be hurt and even her marriage would be in jeopardy. But then her evil mind convinced her that her husband would never find out as he had not found out about her previous flings, maybe she should treat this a fling and not an affair.

She looked at Adam who was leering at her, "What are you doing in the kitchen, don't you have any work in the garden."

"I am admiring you," he had a disobedient grin on his face.

"I am noticing that you are becoming very bad these days," she spoke.

"All because of you," the grin never left his face, "why are you wearing so many clothes," he looked at the long gown she was wearing.

"Shut up, I am not here to put up a show for you every day."

"Oaa..." he made a bad face.

"I am not like the other woman you fucked and impregnated."

"Certainly, madam you are not like her... you are special... beyond words," he looked admiringly towards her.

She felt happy when he praised her. She walked towards the living room while Adam followed her looking at the round swaying ass, he could make out the panty lines under the thin material of the gown. He felt a strong urge to grab those soft globs and pull her onto his cock. Julie sat on the chair while he sat down on the floor beside her feet trying to look under the gown.

He gestured her to pull up the gown.

"You are totally mad," she giggled, "go outside and work in the garden."

"Please madam, I want to see those creamy legs."

"Shut up...." She felt the adrenaline rush and looked around the room as if to be sure that they were alone. She felt a bit guilty as she saw the picture of her husband in the photo frame on the side table, but then the lust took over. She saw Adam trying to peep under her gown and her legs automatically started to spread.

Adam was having a great view of the soft white thighs but he wanted more, he could not be satisfied with just the nude show. He let her spread wide and then he swiftly pushed his hands inside the gown and grabbed the black panty.

"Nooo... what are you doing," she was taken aback by his sudden assault.

"Let me take it out," he spoke in a shaking voice.

"No... no... leave it," she grabbed his hands as he tries to pull it down, "I told you never to touch," she tried to be tough.

"Please... madam," he didn't let it go.

A small scuffle broke out between them which eventually she lost and he peeled the panty out of her smooth legs. Julie let out a groan as he spread her legs wide by grabbing her thighs. Adam looked between the legs and saw the most beautiful sight of his life. The smooth shaved pink jade was wet and glistering, the pink jade lips were all swollen and spread giving a glimpse of pink labia. He pulled the gown upto her waist and pushed his face between her legs.

"Uggg...," Julie let out a low grunt as she felt his tongue on her inner thighs, "Noooo... please." He traced his tongue on her thighs moving forward and flickered his tongue on the wet pink jade lips.

"Ogg... umm..." she grabbed his hairs.

He drove his tongue inside her causing her to moan even louder. The moaning sound felt like music to his ears and he knew that if he played it right he will have this woman to use as he pleases.

The room was filled with the most glorious sounds, raw, intense and delicious noises of pleasure as he plundered her with his tongue. He thrust one finger inside her, crooking it and hitting her in the spot that turned her moans into one long high pitched squeal. She lifted her legs high and placed it on the shoulders of Adam and pulled her face into her crotch.

Alex was busy in in the town settling some farm investments but he was feeling restless, an uneasy feeling like something bad has happened and he was not able to find out the reason. His mind drifted to Julie and he was sure that she would not fall for Adam, she is an educated and sensible woman, but then was the wife of other business man whom Adam had fucked. What if Adam is an asshole on lookout for seducing young and willing wives? What if Adam had already seduced her?

The though sent shivers down her spine. The picture of his wife with Adam made his heart beat faster. 'He has to do something about it,' he thought.

He unconsciously started to drive towards his house. Parked his car far away near a mama shop and started to walk as if he was stretching his legs.

Julie's eyes were closed as she was lost into the wonderful sensations emanating between her legs. She shuddered with multiple orgasms and held his head pressed between her legs. Finally she pushed him back, his mouth was glistering with her juices which he wiped on her gown. She looked into his eyes which were filled with joy.

"I want you to kiss me," she whispered. Without hesitation, he leaned closer to her and put his lips to hers. He felt her hands wrap in his hair pulling him closer and kissing him. He sucked on to the juicy lips and darted his tongue inside her mouth.

Her one arm went around his back pressing him closer to her and her other hand slipped lower and grabbed the bulge in his pants. Adam groaned in her mouth.

She fiddled with the buttons and pulled the pant and underwear down his legs in one swift motion. The thick cock sprang free and she grabbed it in her fist. Julie kissed him with open mouth and caressed the length of his manhood. At this point Adam felt the warmth of love, the desire by her, not just a pawn in the game of sex.

He grabbed the fabric of the gown and pulled it over her head. She was now totally nude, her milky boobs were proudly resting on her chest. Julie pulled his shirt away and caressed the chest. Both of them started to explore each other, he nudged at the erect nipples and squeezed them between his thumb and fingers. She pulled him by his cock and nudged him to stand straight. As she was sitting on the chair his cock was in level with her face. She wiped the drop of pre cum with her thumb and kissed the head.

Adam looked at the beautiful wife kissing his cock and let out a groan. She rubbed the hard cock on her checks, nose and lips and looked up at him smiling mischievously.

"Yessss...."

"What yes," she teased.

"Please ma'am," he pleaded and moved his hand onto her head trying to pull her face over his cock.

"What please?"

"Please mam... suck it..." he moaned pulling her hairs sharply.

"Ahh, easy boy... easy." She opened her mouth and slipped the large head onto her tongue.

"Ahhh... Oh God... mmmm," Adam groaned loudly as he felt the hot lips wrapped around his shaft. She held the cock at the base and slipped in her mouth as she felt the pressure on the back of her head. She felt the thick cock swell even thicker inside her mouth and she has to stretch her mouth wider to accommodate him.

"Bllmmmfhh!" mumbled Julie as her mouth was filled with cock.

"Oh yes, that's it!! Your lips feel so good," moaned Adam in delight.

The wife of a respected business man, bobbed her head on the cock at a steady rhythm. Her soft lips slid smoothly over the smooth skin of the erect cock causing Adam to moan in pleasure. As Julie licked, sucked and slurped with increasing pace, Adam held her head and started to face fuck her.

Alex reached the bend to his house and can clearly see the garden and locked doors beyond but Adam was nowhere to be found. He walked towards the house then suddenly remembered what would he say if his wife spots him, why is he wandering around instead of doing his business.He paused for a moment to think of an excuse then marched towards the house.

He entered the lawn and saw the front door of the house was shut and the windows have curtains drawn. It was quiet, very quiet and he didn't feel comfortable, 'where is Adam.' He tried the front door but it was locked. 'Maybe he is working in the kitchen garden,' he thought and walked around the house.

To be continued.......

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Adam meanwhile had spread Julie on the carpet in the living room and was on top of her. He had both her boobs in his hands and was squeezing them as if trying to milk them. Julie felt crushed under his tough body and his cock rubbed between her thighs.

For a fleeting moment her entire life flashed before her eyes, she remembered how she used to flash her body to strangers but was too scared of actually having sex. Then her encounters on the highway at the garage. How she masturbated when alone thinking about those incidents and wished if she had the guts to actually go through with it. Face of her hubby flashed before her eyes, 'he would be devastated if he knew what she is doing,' she felt guilty for a second. Then the moment, when Adam saw her nude in jungle and how she was scared and how she enjoyed exposing to him. Now, Adam was spreading her legs, she is going to feel that thick cock inside her, she shuddered.

Adam looked at the prim and proper wife under him, all sexed up, ready to be fucked by him. He lifted both the legs in air and lined up his cock on the pink opening.

"Ouchh.... Slowly," she howled as he plunged in, and tried to push him back with both her hands.

"Ahhhhh.... ," she wailed loudly and her eyes were closed as the entire cock was rammed inside her. The pink jade was so lubricated that the thick cock slipped to the hilt easily, spreading her wide and hitting places that were never reached by her husband's dick. Adam's cock felt so big to her now.

Adam looked into her eyes for a few moments and bent down and kissed her on lips. He moved one hand behind her head to have her positioned better for a passionate kiss. Julie eagerly opened her mouth and sucked his tongue. With his mouth locked on her lips he started to fuck her. The large shaft swiftly moved in and out of the lubricated cunt. Julie opened her eyes and saw the wild and resolute expression on his face, and moaned.

As he kept fucking her, the fire in her cunt was being intensified and she thrusted her ass up to match with his strokes. Adam finding her so aroused, started to hammer hard.

Alex saw the kitchen garden all deserted and no sign of Adam, 'maybe he has not come for work today,' he thought. Then he heard a faint cry as if someone was in pain, he concentrated on the sound and found that it was coming from the house. His first reaction was whether Julie was hurt. He rushed towards the kitchen door and found it to be unlocked. The voice was clearer now as he entered the kitchen.

He froze as he glanced inside the living room. Right in the middle of the room, on the carpet, his innocent wife of eight years was spread naked. Adam was between her legs ramming his big cock in her cunt. The room was filled with muffled cries of Julie as Adam was sucking her lips while pounding her. Although Alex had an intuition and suspecting something, but was not at all prepared for what he saw. At the most he thought that Adam was trying to get into her pants and Julie being an innocent girl was unknowingly encouraging him, but he never thought that Julie would actually be fucking him.

'Why... why is she doing this?' He realized that he was not able to satisfy her and maybe she wanted more adventure, 'does she want a younger cock, am I not able to fuck her properly.' He felt his head spinning and held the door frame for support.

"Ahh... Ahh... Ahh... easy..." he heard her moan loudly as Adam released her lips and was now alternating between her titties, sucking, nibbling and biting them. He saw Julie raised her legs in air and scratched his back with her nails, encouraging him to be harder. He never saw her so aroused.

He wanted to barge in and kick this Adam's ass, but he stopped, he felt his self-esteem so badly crushed that he could not fathom the courage to stand face to face with the guy half his age. This guy has scored over his wife and his wife is happily presenting her cunt to him. He could not take it anymore and walked out into the kitchen garden.

The two, unaware of the presence of Alex kept on fucking like bunnies. Every time Adam pinched her or bit her on boobs, she moaned loudly and squeezed her pink jade around the fat cock, she knew that it will leave bruises but she enjoyed the rough treatment.

Alex walked far away from the noises that were faintly audible outside also and stood motionless in the corner. He stood there for a long time not knowing what to do when he saw Adam walked out of the kitchen door, his wife was right behind. He ducked behind a tree and saw Julie smiled and closed the door as he bid good bye.

Adam walked happily not noticing anybody and without realizing Alex picked up an iron rod and followed him in back alley. It was deserted in the afternoon and the sunlight was also dim due to thick cover of trees above. Adam walked oblivious to his presence and was whistling and jumping with joy. With every passing moment Alex was losing his control, the naked image of him between the legs of his wife flashed before his eyes. Without thinking he raised his hand and swung the iron rod.

"Ahhhhhhh...." Adam's chilling scream shook the quite neighborhood and along with the scream he can clearly hear the horrifying noise of cracking of his skull. Adam fell face down on the road and blood started to gush out of the wound, spreading on the street.

to be continued .....

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"Oh God!!!' He realized what has happened as he looked at the motionless body of Adam, 'he will die,' he shivered. Then he heard a door banged opened and someone shouted, "What happened?" Alex traced his foot back and ran in the opposite direction, as fast as he can. He didn't stop running until he reached the main road and threw the rod into the grasses. Without looking back, he walked quickly towards his car.

After reaching a cafe, he was still shivering and then took a glass of water and sat down in the chair. After couple of minutes he started to think about his situation, 'has anybody seen him hitting Adam? will he die?' He trembled with fear and remorse as he realized that he didn't want to hurt anybody but if he dies no one will believe him and also the infidelity of his wife will be known to everyone. He found his situation glum.

Alex was still controlling his breath when his mobile rang, it was his wife. He felt his heartbeat increased and he feared for worse, nervously he took the call.

"Hello... Hello..." Julie's anxious voice filled his ears, "come immediately... someone has hit Adam and he has to be taken to hospital immediately." She spoke in one breath.

"What... Who has beaten Adam," Alex was dreading that someone might have seen him hitting him.

"No one knows.... Don't waste your time come immediately," she shouted.

Alex felt a bit relaxed knowing that no one knows about him. When he reached the spot, he saw a small crowd has gathered and someone has already tied a large cloth on the wound to stop the bleeding but Adam was still unconscious.

They put him in his car and some workers accompanied him to nearby hospital. Julie also insisted on accompanying and he could not persuade her otherwise. Someone also informed the police.

In the hospital, the doctors took him into a room while they waited outside. Alex now relaxed a bit and looked at his worried wife.

"How can someone do this," she spoke with a pain in his voice, "he is such a nice and obedient boy."

Alex just nodded his head, he was no longer angry but was feeling remorse. After sometime the doctors came out and everybody rushed to him for update, he informed that wound is deep but he has stitched it, the skull has a hairline fracture and could cause any damage which he cannot foresee now and have to pray that he regains consciousness as soon as possible. Julie insisted in calling the workers boss and informing Adam family and Alex called the workers boss. The boss just brushed off Alex and said not to worry and assured him that these workers always got into trouble and he will handle the police.

It was five in the evening when Adam opened his eyes and everyone was relaxed. Julie insisted on paying all the expenses for the treatment. Alex was more relaxed that Adam was awake and told that he could not see his attacker.

Afterwards the doctors assured that Adam was out of danger and will be fine in a week. As Adam was resting both Alex and Julie went home.

The next day Alex said that they need to go back urgently as he need to take care of some business. Hence Julie & Alex left the hill station without seeing Adam.
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I would appreciate if bros can up my points so that there is some motivation to continue the story. Thank you.

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Thanks to bros for upping me.

Part 3

I Julie was sitting on the bed in the small room, literally twiddling my thumbs and waiting. I was dressed in a black knee length wrap-around skirt and a snug white t-shirt that accentuated my boobs. There was no bra underneath (attached picture of me before removing my bra), so my nipples were poking through the fabric. A rusty old aircon was at full speed, making a low whirring noise. The room was still a bit stuffy. I got off the bed, and walked to the only window in the room, which was closed. Struggled with the tight bolt a little, finally slid it open, and opened the window. With my face against the window bars, I looked out into the night. There was some sparse traffic on the narrow street below me, not too much. As much traffic as you would expect close to midnight in the seedy parts of the city. I kept staring outside, shifting my gaze from the passing vehicles to the run-down buildings on the other side of the road. Occasionally, a mild pleasant breeze would blow, mitigating the heat in the surroundings.

I was standing like that for about five minutes when I heard the door open. A bald middle aged man dressed in a visibly old and slightly tattered shirt and a dirt-stained white pyjama (just like the bottoms of sleeping pyjamas, worn mostly by workers in china) stepped inside. I turned around and looked into his eyes, and he started back, his hands still on the door.

"Oh... I am sorry." the man said in an uncertain voice. "I think they sent me to the wrong room." and started to back out of the room.

"No, wait, wait!" I replied leaning against the wall. "I think you are in the right room. Come inside."

He just stood there, uncertain of what to say or do. Finally he managed to string some thoughts together and said,

"No, you see. I only paid $50 to the mamasan. I think you would charge way more. Actually.." he looked embarrassed "..I am not even sure you are a...."

"A what?" I asked, with a wry smile on my face.

"Well no offense.....a whore." he said, his face ashen with shame.

I took a few steps and was across the small room and next to him. With my finger, I beckoned him to step inside. Then I closed the door behind him. He just stood there, trying to comprehend the situation. I smiled at him again, walked towards the bed, sat on it, and pulled my feet up and folded them under my thighs.

"Well, I am not yet a whore. I do work for the mamasan. But this is my first time doing this." I said.

"You work for the mamasan? Really?" he said, looking around suspiciously.

"Yes, I do. is it difficult to believe?" I asked.

"This is not a joke? Not a police trap or something? Not some sort of a prank by the TV people?" he continued, still looking around.

"No, will you just relax? I am nervous as it is, what with this being my first time. You don't need to add to the nerves in this room." I tried to assure him.

He stopped looking around and looked at me. Then, for the first time, he really and truly looked at me. His eyes wandered down to my breasts and lingered on the nipples poking through the shirt.

Involuntarily, his tongue jutted out and ran over his lips a few times. His gaze then shifted down to the sideways curve of my hips highlighted by the wrap-around skirt. He ended his inspection by staring for nearly five seconds at my milky white, waked and smooth shins and calves. Inspection complete, he looked up at my face again, and said, "Wow. You...well... you don't really look like a whore, much less a $50 one. Even if you were to be a whore, I would expect you to be working with on of those Madams in highclass clubs and escort services, charging thousands of dollars a night. Don't you know that?"

"Yes, I know. In fact, I was offered two thousand dollars a night by one of those Mamasans if I worked for her." I replied.

"Two thousand a night? Oh my God!! So what are you doing here? Did the mamasan's goons kidnap you?" he asked, as he walked closer to the bed and sat down on it, still a respectable two feet away.

"No, I am here of my own will." I said staring down at my hands.

"But... why?? If you know what you are worth, why are you selling yourself short working for the mamasan for just $50 when you could be making".... he paused, seemingly to calculate and wondering as his monthly salary could very well be less than two thousand.. but probably could not and said, "when you could be making like many times more?"

"What's your name?" I asked him.

"Peerapat" he replied.

"Listen Peerapat. Are you more interested in eating the fruit or counting the number of trees the fruit came from?" I said. "How is it any of your business why I am working for the mamasan? You paid her $50 for a f**k, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"And you were sent to this room for the f**k, weren't you?"

"Yes."

"Right then. Let's get on with it." I said. Moved my hands to the seam of my t-shirt and with one swift motion, took it off and threw it on the floor. My breasts, constrained so far in the tight t-shirt, broke free and bounced a couple of times. Peerapat stared at them wide-eyed and hungry. And finally lunged forward, knocking me on my back on the bed. His rough callused hands assaulted my tits, pressing them so hard, it hurt a little. He then lowered his head and put his face between my boobs, and then started biting them all over, slobbering them with his saliva.

I looked downwards and found myself staring at his dark bald head, with a few remaining gray hairs. I put my right hand on it and started running it through the few hair gently. I placed the left hand on his shoulder as he continued his interaction with my tits. He was lying on top of me, supported by his knees. His crotch was pressed against my thigh, and I could feel the erection growing by the second. Finally, he was fully hard and straining against his pyjama. I moved my thighs sideways to rub his dick. He felt and looked up in my eyes, with a hungry smile on his face, his hands still grabbing my breasts like two huge mangoes. He squeezed my tits really hard one more time, smiled as I winced with pain, and got up.

"I don't know how I got this lucky, but I am glad I did. I am going to love banging you and making you scream, my dear." he said as he undid the knot of his pyjama and pulled it off. He also removed the tattered loose striped underpants he was wearing, and his dick sprang up. It was not too big. Maybe 5 inches, if a little less. Not much in terms of girth either. But seeing this old dirty man's hard cock fed my fetish and made me wet instantly.

He jumped on to the bed again and on top of me and his hands went to the waistband of my skirt. That's when I said to him,"Shirt."

"What?" he asked, surprised.

"Take your shirt off. I want you completely naked. I need to feel my big tits rub against your bare chest,Peerapat ." I said in a throaty breathless voice.

"Ooooooohhh!" my straightforwardness was clearly a turn on for Peerapat. He unbuttoned his shirt in a jiffy and threw it by the side. Now, completely naked, he proceeded to try and get me in a similar state. I doubted if he had any experience with wrap around skirts, and not wanting it torn off in the rush, I unhooked it while he was taking his shirt off. His fingers dug into the
waistband, and as he pulled, the skirt unraveled. He pulled it out from under my ass and threw it on the floor.

I was now on the bed under him, tits wet with his saliva, completely naked apart from the thong panties I had on. I often wear thongs with pant suits or tight skirts to avoid panty-lines. He stared at the thong as if he had seen it for the first time. Ran his fingers on the thong over my pink jade and under to the bottom of my ass crack. He then pushed me sideways to roll me over. I did, and my thong-clad butt came into his view, and his reaction was similar to when he had seen my tits. He leaned forward, started grabbing and pinching both of my ass cheeks. he pulled the thong down in one swift motion leaving it bunched around my ankles. I kicked it off and it fell to the ground. Peerapat then dug his fingers into my ass crack, parted both cheeks and ran his tongue up and down it, slobbering over my asshole, and making his spit drip down to my cunt.

Finally satisfied, he rolled me over again, and got on top, facing me, with my tits rubbing against his hairy chest. I parted my legs and he pushed forward from the hips, his dick first hitting my mound and then the inside of my thigh, searching for the opening. At the third attempt, he found the target and pushed hard. His 5-incher was buried inside me in just one stroke, as I gasped instinctively.

"Like it, do you?" he said hoarsely.

"Yes, I do, Peerapat. I love it. F**k me. F**k me hard!" I said as I wrapped my hands around his neck. The significance of his dick entering me finally sunk in. After weeks of dilly-dallying, self-doubt and prevarication, I had done it. Here I was being fucked by a smelly old man, like the $50 whore that I was. I was exhilarated, not just by the sex, but also by the dexterity of it all. Peerapat kept ramming me harder as I squealed in pleasure and he said between strokes,

"What....is.....your.....name?"

As I rode the waves of pleasure surging through my body, I completely forgot the fake name I had decided to give my "clients" in the brothel, and blurted out my real name -

"May!"

"May... you are a hot May.... you are my dream come true!" Peerapat said as he kept banging me.I wondered to myself if this guy, from a similar economic background as Tan, would last as long inside me as Tan had.

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[vicks]

The build up to this night started two months back. Well, technically, it started almost a year back. It started on that rainy night (refer to the earlier part of the story in this thread) that I lost control and f**ked Tan and Subaru, the two mechanics from the kampung. I had promised them I would go back again, but I never did. I was scared of the consequences. What if they decided to blackmail me for money? What if they wanted me to be a permanent part of their lives? What if people came to know about this? I had too much at stake in terms of a reasonably happy marriage and a great career. There's no way I could go back to them, no matter how much my well meaning and sweet husband was unable to satisfy me.

However, the episode did bring back the slut in me. Before I fell in love with my husband and married him, I had had a very active sex life. I dated and even had some one-night stands. By the time I was in my mid-20s, and met my eventual husband, I had slept with close to two dozen men. I had one-night stands, became an expert at oral sex, did it anally, and even had a couple of threesomes and foursomes. But I had also had a couple of heartbreaks and bad break-ups along the way, and encountered my share of complete jerks.

So when I met Alex, he was rich and successful. He supported my career. In bed, he was decent initially. He tried hard, but did not have the natural talent or the size to be anything more than just an average lover but I suspected he had a lot of affairs during his business trips but I never brought it up. I decided that I had already had my share of wild sex, enough to last me a lifetime. So it was time to grow up and move to a more mature and what I then thought, a more satisfying phase of life. I fell in love, got married, and we had been happily married with kids when the rainy night incident & the incident at the hill station happened.

Both the incidents brought to light one undeniable fact - as great as my married life with Alex was, it was sorely lacking in the sexual realm. I had been in denial, pretending that everything was fine, but that one wild night exposed me to myself in more ways than one. I convinced myself, quite perversely I know, that the only way to be be happy with Alex for my whole life, and keep him happy, was to satisfy my sexual needs with other men. Many times, I considered telling Alex this, but from whatever I knew of him, he just did not seem like a guy who would be happy with an open marriage. He would be nice about my cheating on him, not lose his temper, but would firmly suggest a divorce.

So I would have to cheat on him. But it could not be with men like Tan and Subaru. It was all too risky, with the possibilities of blackmail and scandal. It would have to be done discreetly, esp with others from different economic class or social background so that meeting them or crossing their path is unlikely.

I had no idea what I was exactly looking for and how to move forward when Alex seeing me bored asked me to do a CSR project for one of the well known large corporations in which he was a director.

And then they wanted to do something different and hence assigned the prostitution research project to me. A British sociologist was writing a book for which he needed some research and information related to prostitution. He needed someone to interview pimps, mamasans and working ladies using some questionnaires and formats he had sent. The organization thought that a man would not be able to get working ladies to open up and be very frank, so they decided it must be a woman. That left me and a couple of staff assigned to help me, an older lady, and a young fresh-out-of-university girl. But the older lady opted out saying she would not feel comfortable, and although the young girl was all for it, her parents whined her out of it. So it fell on me. I asked my husband if he was OK if I worked alone, and as usual, he was very sweet, supportive and understanding about the whole thing. Said he trusted my judgment and that I can call him if any help is needed.

My brief was to talk to people in two different types of businesses that existed. One, the high class rings, whose clients were rich industrialists, office-goers(mostly middle managers who try to satisfy their fantasies) business men, tourist, sports legends, CEO types, and other moneyed sorts. These were usually run by madams and pimps who were well-connected at the top. The women who worked for them came from the middle or upper middle class, were college educated, spoke English, and very often were spoilt housewives trying to make an extra buck because their husbands had cut their allowances. The amount charged by those women for a night ran into thousands of dollars, enough to pay an entire poor family's bills for the year.

The other was the regular low-end working ladies. Many women were either forced or sold into the business and kept into it using threats and muscle. They were usually from poor families of neighboring provinces/countries/small kampungs and hardly educated. Their clients were people like drivers, waiters, construction workers.... in other words, economically lower classes.

And my job was to interview a lot of people from both these segments. I won't bore you with all the details of all the interviews. Suffice it to say that the interviews opened my eyes, destroyed many of my own myths and misconceptions, and made me empathize with the working ladies as well as their handlers in ways I had never thought possible. But more relevant to the story are two episodes which played the biggest role in leading up to what you read about in the beginning of part 3.

The first episode happened when I was interviewing Susan, one of the top mamasans. I met her in a five star hotel. I was surprised at how professional and executive-like she was. And how business-like her manner was. I almost fell of my chair when she very nonchalantly said, "According to our latest estimates, we have a 42 percent market share of the high-end-escort industry in the city, and our projections indicate it to touch 48 percent by the end of the year." It was as if she was on a news channel!

The interview went quite well. I got a lot of useful stuff. Finally when I got the answers to all my questions, I switched the dictaphone off, and started gathering my things.

"So May... how is your financial condition? Any money problems?" I heard Susan say to me. I turned around and looked at her and said,

"Excuse me?"

"I mean, are things OK moneywise? This recession is hitting everyone hard."

"Yes, things are great moneywise." I replied, unsure of where this conversation was going.

"Well, I just asked because..... and don't get offended. You are a very attractive woman. If you joined my little business, I am sure you could easily get two thousand dollars a night after my commission." Susan said.

"What???" I asked in a raised voice.

"Don't get upset. It's just an offer. It's up to you to reject it if you don't need the money. But a lot of women like you are on my payroll. Educated pretty upper middle class women who are having problems making car payments or mortgage payments. They work a few nights every month and everything is taken care of. And sometimes you don't need to sleep with anyone just give some rich old men company for their events or accompany some foreign business guests to tour or eat with them" Susan smiled.

"Umm...no...that's fine. I don't really need the money. Thanks for the interview, I should get going now."

Susan started laughing and kept laughing as I hurried out of her door. I was very outraged by her suggestion. Firstly, I really did not need the money. And secondly, I thought to myself, I may be a slut and sleep around, but I would never stoop so low as to actually have sex for money. How disgusting! And that's how it ended.

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The second episode happened in the working ladies district. I had interviewed the mamasans, the bosses and some of the pimps, and they were all perfectly polite and respectful towards me. Had answered all my questions, shared some more information, and had gotten some of the ladies to talk to me. Most of the ladies I interviewed said pretty much the same thing. They got into this business because they had no choice or they were too poor, so or had family problems on and so forth.

The one interview that stuck in my head and got me thinking was with a woman named Terry. She actually seemed to enjoy what she was doing. She was not really from a poor family or small kampung, infact she was from the city. She had grown up in a middle class family and married a guy who was either gambling or getting into fights all his life. So out of boredom and to escape the stress she started cheating on him. Got caught, and her husband divorced her. She then stayed with one of her lovers without marrying him, but grew tired of him too. Finally, one of the guys she was sleeping with
turned out to be a pimp. He got her into this business and she loved it.

"Let me be honest with you." she said towards the end, "Sometimes I do feel guilty and cheap that I am selling myself for sex. But it also turns me on. I especially love having sex with the poorest clients - the $50 men as we call them. They are so rough, dominating, wild... almost like animals. In comparison, the educated and richer guys seem tame. I don't know why, but as a man is more and more educated, he seems to satisfy me less and less in bed. You probably won't understand.... but there's a perverse and intense pleasure in being a $50 whore for those wild, uneducated penniless men."

Somehow that struck a cord with me. And I realized why I had been so unsatisfied even after having sex with those other men in recent times. They were good in bed, but they were too gentle, too nice, too..... normal. Apparently, I did not want that. I wanted men like the ones Terry mentioned. Men like Tan and Subaru whom someone like me normally would not even look at, much less talk to.

Maybe it was the taboo of the situation. Maybe it was the masochistic instinct of giving myself up to ugly, uncouth and uneducated men. Whatever it was, that was what I wanted.

A week later, as I got off the plane in the city for the interviews there, I had given this a lot of thought. Weighed the pros and cons of my desires. The cons were fairly obvious, and the same ones that had kept me away from Tan and Subaru after that one night. the fear of getting blackmailed, and of my reputation getting besmirched and my marriage and career being destroyed. But as I thought about my recent visit, Susan's proposal combined with what Terry had said, and a solution presented itself in a flash of brilliance.

There was no better place to have sex with the kind of guys I wanted, than in the sort of brothel Terry worked in. Obviously, I could not go there, because everyone knew me now. Word would get out.

But no one knew me too well in this neighboring city. If I went to one of the many brothels in the city, and instead of interviewing people ...well...undercover, so to say... I could kill two birds with one stone.

I first finished all my interviews with the high class ring people. That took two days. I had 4 more days before my return flight. It was with an intense desire to go through with my plan, and spine-chilling fear and doubts over what I was doing, that I went to the lower class working ladies district that night.

My presence there drew many stares. The scene was similar to anywhere, ladies calling out for men, displaying their wares, houses with bright red lights and so on. Narrow street, with a lot of men milling around. Old ramshackle buildings with windows. Ladies sitting or standing trying to either attract the attention of the men, or then negotiating. And some pimps standing around, with some men around them trying to strike deals. I walked around a bit and got a lot of stares. In my formal pantsuit, I did not look like I belonged there. I seemed like some hotshot female investment banker who had walked out of the CBD office, taken a few wrong turns on the street, and was lost.

Most of the pimps were surrounded by many men. One pimp was talking to only one man. I saw the man give him back a stack of pictures, and $50. The man walked into the building, and the pimp stood there, whistling. I walked towards him. As he saw me approach, he stopped whistling and got a serious look on his face,

"Yes Miss, how can I help you Miss? Reporter, Miss?"

He had assumed I was a reporter. The only women who looked and dressed like me and came here must have been reporters covering some story or seeking "human condition" stories.

"I need to speak with the chief person here." I said.

"Oh, you want to talk to the mamasan?" he said. "Newspaper story? Interview?"

"mamasan is it? Can I meet her please?"

Five minutes later, I was sitting on a cheap imitation velvet couch in a clean, but garishly decorated room, waiting for the mamasan, i.e. the Madam of the brothel. Finally she walked in, and I stood up to greet her. The mamasan was an overweight lady dressed heavily. She was also wearing some really heavy make-up, and was smoking a cigarette. As I stood up, she motioned me to sit down, and took the seat on an armchair next to the couch.

"Yes, which newspaper are you from?" she asked.

"I am not from a newspaper." I said. I started to say something more but the words didn't quite come out.

"Not from a newspaper? Then what are you doing here?" she said, her chest heaving as she took another puff.

"I am actually...well.... this is a little embarrassing... I want to try this business for a couple of nights." I said. mamasan looked at me with piercing eyes, and said,

"I am sorry, we don't deal in gigolos. But I can make some calls to a friend and..."

"No, no. You misunderstood me." I looked around, then moved on the couch until I was very close to her and said in a low voice, "I want to work here."

Mamasan gave a start, just as she was taking another puff, and that made her cough violently. As her coughing fit subsided after a minute or so, she said to me in a loud voice,

"WHAT??? YOU??? WORK HERE????"

"Yes, mamasan." I replied as she stared at me with her mouth open. Finally she closed her mouth and then said,

"OK, I get it. You are some rich woman with money trouble and you think you can earn thousands of dollars a night in this business. Well, looking at you" she paused and checked me out for a few seconds, "Yes, looking at you, I would say you can. By my guess, you could make at least two or three thousand a night if not more. You are very pretty. Very pretty. And a great body too."

"Thank you, mamasan." I said politely.

"But my dear, you have come to the wrong place. We don't deal in that high class market. If you want, I can make some calls and get you in touch with them."

"I know what my worth is in the high class market, mamasan." I said, not believing how easily I had started talking business like a working lady. "I am not in this for money. I don't need money. I don't want to do anything in the high class market. I just want to be here for a couple of nights. Then I will leave this city."

The mamasan clammed up again, trying to compute this bizarre and unprecedented situation.

"Let me get this straight. You are clearly an educated woman, and probably a career woman. You say you don't need any money. But you want to work for me here for a couple of nights....as a working lady? Why? Just for the sex?"

I did not say anything. When the mamasan spoke next, it was in a very gentle and caring voice,

"Are you sure you know what you are saying? What you are willingly getting into?"

"Yes, mamasan, I do." I replied meekly.

"Okay well... I don't know what you motivations are, but you have come here of your own free will. I won't look a gift horse in the face. You are very beautiful. I don't get the super rich clients like those high class Mamasans do, but I am sure I can get some of my well-off Johns to pay as much as a two hundred for one time with you..."

"No, that is not what I want." I interrupted her.

"Excuse me?" she said puzzled.

"I am not here for your well-off clients. I want to be one of the women people pay the lowest amount...which is what $50?" I asked, and she nodded. "I want to service the $50 clients."

"Are you insane?" the mamasan said, "You clearly have no idea how this business works. We mostly have our oldest and not much wanted ladies working for $50. The kind of men who go for them are smelly, fat and uncouth barbarians, often old goats. they can be very rough and abusive."

"I don't care. That is what I want. Consider me as one of the $50 whores. And don't try to trick me by sending in men from whom you have taken more money just by telling them about me. I will be able to spot those men. I want the $50 guys only."

The mamasan looked at me with a shocked expression on her face, as if trying to figure out what was making me say and do all this. Finally she put out her cigarette in an ash tray and said,

"I think you are the most insane woman I have ever met. But fine, we'll have it your way. Tonight, you are a $50 slut. I won't try to upsell you to any of my richer clients. I'll send the abusive and crazy $50 guys to you. But trust me, one swift buggering from a burly giant who works in construction industry, and you'll either beg me to send you the richer clients, or then run off with your hands on your asshole."

I know she said what she said to scare me or warn me, but somehow the matter-of-fact way in which she described the scenario actually turned me on a bit. She asked me to accompany her and I followed her up a rickety flight of wooden stairs. She asked me if I wanted to wear the clothes I was wearing or change into something. I thought about how expensive the pantsuit was and opted for changing. She took me to a room with a cupboard full of clothes. I picked out a black knee-length wrap-around skirt and a white t-shirt that was actually one size too small for me.

"Remember to take your bra off too. None of the women here wear a bra while working. Your customers will never want to unbutton one or might not know how and might just tear it off."

I changed right there in front of her. The mamasan looked at my almost-naked body as I changed and said.

"Oh God... those buttocks... those breasts.... those legs... that milky complexion... you could earn enough to live like a queen if you wanted. I still don't understand why you want to exclusively service the $50 guys."

I didn't say anything. What could I say? It had taken me ages to come to terms with my own fetish with these "fifty dollar guys" as she called them. There was no way I could explain it to her. I folded my clothes, put them on a chair, and stood up, my breasts jutting out of my tight t-shirt. The mamasan led me up another flight of stairs and took me to a small room. All it had was a folding chair, a small table and a bed. There was a small sink in the corner that the mamasan told me I could use to wash up. Hanging next to the sink on a nail was a small handtowel.

"Let me ask you this one last time. Are you sure you want to go through with this" mamasan asked me. I paused, and genuinely did think it over. After about thirty seconds, I said,

"Yes, I want to do it."

"Okay, then. What name should I tell your clients for you?"

"Constance....Connie for short..." I said.

"Connie... OK...weird name." said the mamasan, clearly a woman unfamiliar with D.H.Lawrence.

She left, closing the door behind her. I walked around the room a bit, and then sat down on the bed waiting for my first client. Mostly excited and titillated, but somewhere inside, also disappointed at myself for willingly becoming a prostitute at a brothel, even if for a couple of nights.

To be continued...

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[vicks]

Back to Peerapat, I was wondering if he would last as long inside me as Tan was able to. I got the answer in the negative very soon as he started groaning, thrusting harder, and filled me with his hot liquid. Maybe it was the excitement and pleasant shock of fucking someone as young and beautiful and I daresay, unattainable as me.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh" he said, as he collapsed on top of me, without supporting himself on his elbows or anything, and I felt like my ribs would crack under the pressure. I pushed him off me and lay there....feeling the cum drip out of my pink jade. Peerapat stared at me with bloodshot eyes as I put my fingers into my pink jade and took out a gob of cum. I looked at it for a few seconds and then swallowed.

"Wow, you really are unbelievable."

I smiled at him and sat up. The depraved pleasure I got from fucking a sleazy man like this had been awesome, but he had cum too soon for my liking. I needed to do something about it. So I got on my hands and knees next to him and took his limp dick in my mouth. He started at me with a wide grin as I started sucking on it.

"Amazing.... you really are great at this."

I took his dick out, and put his balls in my mouth one at a time and sucked on them as he moaned in pleasure. Within a few minutes, I had gotten him hard again. Once he was fully erect, I turned around, still on my hands and feet, and thrust my ass towards him. With one hand I pulled a butt cheek and said to him "Peerapat... take me as you please... this hole is waiting for you."

Peerapat did not need a second invitation. In a flash, he was on his knees and pushing his dick into my sphincter. He was not very big, so it did not hurt at all when he entered. As he started ramming into my butt hole, I reached a hand back and started playing with my clit. This time, Peerapat lasted a fair bit longer. He kept ramming my hole for about five minutes after which he said he wanted to f**k my pink jade again.

I stayed on my hands and knees as he took his dick out of my asshole and plunged it into my soppy pink jade. He then pulled my hair and held me like that, my head facing up as he increased his tempo and kept f**king me as if he were riding a horse. Five more minutes and he started cumming inside me again.

After the f**k, I sucked his cock clean. He then spent about 15 minutes attacking my body with his pinches, bites and licks. Finally, after biting my nipples really hard one last time, he got up, and started getting dressed.

"I guess my half an hour is up. Don't want to mamasan charging me double. By the way, I want to say something." he said.

"What do you want to say, Peerapat?" I replied.

"I don't know how or why a elegant lady like you is a $50 whore.And I don't care. But one thing is for sure. I have f**ked many whores before.... but all of them were just women having sex for money. You my dear," he said as he came close to me, caught hold of my hair, and pulled my head up until it was close to his face. "You are the first real whore I have fucked. A true $50 whore."

And then he slapped me hard on my face. On one cheek and then another. I sat there stunned as tears welled up in my eyes.

"No need to cry, $50 whore." he said and then spat in my face. His spit hit me on my stinging right cheek. He then started laughing as he pushed my head away and dragged my hips closer to him. And then he started spanking me. Hard. Really hard, even as he kept laughing. These were not playful spanks. These were administered with force and were meant to hurt. Finally, after about 20 blows to each of my ass cheeks, he stopped. Spat on my butt, and started walking out.

I had never been manhandled like this ever in my life. I lay there, weeping, my face hidden in my arms. Peerapat opened the door and as he walked out, I heard him say, "Nice one mamasan. Really good bitch, this one. Next time I come, I want only her. And next time, I am coming with a friend."

"As you say, Peerapat." the mamasan replied.

She then walked into the room. I looked up and saw her alternately staring at my face and my butt, both of which were clearly red.

"So, had enough? Is your high class fantasy fulfilled? I am sure you want to get out of here now."

I stopped crying, got up, went to the sink and started washing my face.

"This was Peerapat. The girls say he likes slapping them around and spitting at them in the end. And you know something? He is still one of the preferred customers. One of the less barbaric ones.

If you think Peerapat was bad, wait till you see some of the others."

I took the hand towel and wiped my face clean. I also wiped off the sweat on my ass and the cum dribbling down my thigh. I finally went and sat on the bed. Even I was shocked at the words that came out of my mouth next,

"I am ready for the next guy."

The mamasan didn't say anything. Just stared at me incredulously for a few moments. Then shook her head, turned around and walked out of the door.

to be continued...

[3rdFifth]

Very nice, do keep your story coming!

[vicks]

Ten minutes later, I was wearing the t-shirt and skirt again. I threw the thong in a corner and sat down on the bed. The door creaked open, and in walked a man about six and a half feet tall, with a thick beard and dark eyes. From the orange jumpsuit he was was wearing, and his looks, he seemed like a marine sailor from the ship or one of the oil rigs. I remember the mamasan mentioning these oil rig workers who come for a short visit are merciless in their attack, and wondered if mamasan had sent this dark big guy just to break me. Because unlike Peerapat, he was not at all surprised to see me there. Plus what he said to me next seemed a bit rehearsed and forced.

"OK, you look new here." he said as he started removing his jumpsuit. "So I am going to tell you how I do it. I only do it in the ass. I don't care about your cunt, get it, you cunt? I only do buggery."

And bugger me he did, for a good half hour. His dick was big and wide, and I felt at several points that he would tear my anus apart and make me bleed. Fortunately it did not happen. He also kept slapping and spanking me hard throughout the f**king. After about half an hour of ramming my ass in various positions and slapping me around, he deposited his load in me. I was lying on the bed, my ass pointing up in the air, delirious in pain as well as pleasure. Without a word, the dark big guy put his jumpsuit and left with a smile on his face.

The mamasan did not visit me again that night. But eight more men did. Young and old, thin and fat, tall and short, with dicks of all sizes. Two of them banged me together, like Tan and Subaru had. I was f**ked in the pink jade, in the mouth and in the ass. I was slapped and spanked, bit and mauled. One man made me keep my clothes on while he f**ked me, and made me scream english expletives as he did it. Another said I should call myself Susan. Finally when the sun rose, and my tenth dick for the night came inside me, my whole body was sore and aching. But beyond everything, the most dominant feeling was one of contentment and satisfaction.

I got up and went downstairs. Went to the changing room, where the mamasan was talking to two women. I changed out of my "whore clothes" and into my pantsuit in front of them un-self-consciously, even as the three women kept staring at my naked body covered with bruises, hickeys and bite marks.

"Here are your earnings for the night." The mamasan came to me with a small wad of currency notes, "450 dollars for ten men. We keep ten percent as commission."

"She f**ked ten men on her first night? I wasn't able to do ten in my first week!" one of the women whispered to the other.

I took the money. I didn't need it, and I could have asked the mamasan to keep it. But somehow I decided to keep it for now.

"I will be back tonight." I said "And the night after that. I will leave the city after that."

"Alright. See you tonight. I get the feeling your first customer tonight is going to be the same as your first customer last night, but this time he will bring his friends." the mamasan said as I walked out of the room and down the stairs.

As I walked outside and on the street, I must have been quite a sight. I did not have a black eye or any major bruises on my face, but the smaller marks made it amply obvious that I had been slapped around. Sure enough, I drew a fair share of stares.

I walked for about a kilometre and finally hailed a taxi. Got in, asked him to take me to my hotel. On the way, the taxi stopped at the traffic lights where a little girl came to the taxi window selling some trinkets. I took one trinket and gave her 450 dollars I was still clutching in my hand. She looked at with with shock.

"Keep it." I said.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!!! You are a very nice woman!!" she shouted as the light turned green and the taxi pulled away.

As I heard the words, tears filled my eyes and I started crying uncontrollably. Bawling, is more like it.

"I am sorry Alex, I am sorry" I kept repeating.

The taxi driver was looking at me in his rear view mirror, but not saying anything. After about five minutes I stopped crying, rubbed my face clean. The taxi pulled into my hotel and stopped in front of the entrance.

"That will be 20 dollars." the driver said.

I put my hand in my purse to pay him...paused for a second, smiled to myself and said,

"Umm... I gave away all the money to that little girl. I have money in my room upstairs. Come up with me and I'll give it to you."

"That's OK Madam. I'll wait here. You can bring it down, or then send it with some bellboy."

"No No, I insist. Park your taxi here and come up. And I'll really give it to you." and I winked at him.

The driver parked his taxi in an alley next to the hotel, and we went into the hotel together. The receptionist looked at us with a curious expression on her face as we stepped into the elevator together.

I put my hand on his shoulder, felt his taught body, and said,

"I know I owe you 20 dollars, but I am going to pay you in service."

The elevator door closed and it started moving. Life moves on again....

THE END

[newfoundland]

Nice story and thanks for the nice ending.

[oxcai]

Nice story TS and thank you.

[KTVbuddy]

setting up my tent here for more of this nice story.