Chapter 5
This happened a few years before I met Kelly.
I was invited to attend the wedding of my primary school friend, Faizal. Faizal and I were close; we served in the army together, faced challenges, and remained in touch ever since.
The wedding took place at the void deck in the Redhill area. It was a lavish Malay wedding with live bands, an extensive spread of food, free-flow seafood and drinks, and a large gathering of guests. Faizal's network of relatives was vast and even he found it confusing.
Assigned to a table, I felt utterly lost whenever Faizal was away. Not being an extrovert, I sat quietly, engulfed in social awkwardness.
Atika: You're Faizal's friend?
A soft, feminine voice caught my attention.
Atika: I am Atika, Faizal's cousin
She extended her hand, which I shook.
Me: Nice to meet you, I'm Frank, Faizal's primary school friend
Atika was fair-skinned, with thick makeup accentuating her large, beautiful eyes and a sexy deep red lipstick. Her eyes shimmered, captivating me momentarily. She had a pretty face and well-conditioned hair.
We engaged in casual conversation, mostly led by her, while I admired her beauty.
Atika's younger brother interrupted us.
Brother: KaKa! Mummy asked you to get five packets of ice. We're out
Me: I'll drive you there?
Atika and I walked to the car park where I beeped my navy blue Mercedes E-Class, a company car from Uncle Bobby's fleet. He believed that driving a Benz to meet clients showcased our company as premium and successful.
Atika seemed surprised as I opened the door for her, probably not expecting someone in a Giordano polo, Bermudas, and slippers to be driving a Mercedes.
During the drive to NTUC for ice, Atika shared about her job in the events sector, her bubbly and extroverted nature filling the silence comfortably.
Atika: Events are very tiring, long working hours, and even weekends. The pay is low too. But no choice sia, good jobs nowadays require at least a diploma. I want to save money to study for a diploma
She continued talking as I drove.
On our way back, Atika mentioned her new part-time job as a sales representative for a "big company," which turned out to be an MLM scheme. She enthusiastically explained the benefits of a water ionizer machine.
Atika: This water can ionize your blood so your blood pH value will be more alkaline. The food we eat has many chemicals, making it very acidic
I tuned out as she continued.
Atika: The machine is made in Japan and has helped many people improve their health, even those with diabetes and cancer
Atika: I've been using it for three months. I have more energy, and my skin is smoother
Throughout her pitch, my attention was drawn to her curves under her tight top.
After returning to the wedding, Atika stuck close to me, following me around like a shadow. She probably saw me as a potential big client. But little did she know, she was the catch instead.
After the wedding, I offered to drive her home. Along the way, she went on and on about her MLM products (again) and tried to persuade me to join as a member to collect points.
I simply listened to her and took occasional glances at her enticing, slutty face and her perky tits now and then.
Me: Ok, we reached already
Atika: You wait here! I'll take some samples for you!
She went up and came down with three bottles of a "power berry juice" that she had talked about. I was quite annoyed by her persistence, so I reluctantly accepted. The only juice I wanted to slurp in my mind was her caramel milkshakes.
Atika: You try, ok! You will realize your health will improve!
She asked me for my number before we parted ways.
She was walking away when I decided to stop her.
Me: Atika! You want to come to my office next Wednesday night? Tell me more about the ion water machines. I'm quite interested in buying
Atika: OKAY!
We agreed and set a date for her to drop by my office at night (when everyone is gone, of course).
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Wednesday Night, Office somewhere in Pasir Panjang.
Atika: Hi Frank! This place is quite hard to find sia
Atika was sweating a little, dressed in a blue office lady blouse and a matching black short skirt, looking slightly busty, probably due to a push-up bra. Her makeup was meticulously done, with a nice dash of faint eyeshadow, cherry pink blush, and a deep shade of lipstick on her thick lips. Her luscious long hair draped over her shoulders—the perfect length to grab onto while banging.
Ah, imagining her thick lips sucking my cock just turns me on so much!
Atika: Frank?
She snapped me out of my daydreaming.
Me: Come in, come in
We chatted happily over random topics for about 15-20 minutes. She pulled out some product brochures for me to look at and started explaining the products.
Atika: Sooo, have you tried the juice already? Any difference you feel? Many people drink it for a while and feel more energetic
Me: Hmm, not much effect leh
Atika: Oo is it? Maybe you must drink it longer
I was looking for a chance to make a move, but it seemed so hard until an opportunity presented itself. I was reading through the brochure when I saw an interesting line.
Me: Hmmm soooo, what are some benefits of this power berry juice?
She started reading off the brochure.
Atika: Rich in antioxidants
Me: What's that?
Atika: Actually, I also don’t know
She chuckled and looked at me with a cute smile.
Me: It's ok, continue haha
Atika: Promotes healthy cardiovascular health
Me: Haha, all the big words. You don’t know what cardiovascular means either, right?
Atika: Haha, I can check for you
Atika: Maintaining healthy bones. Improving skin health
Drum rolls
Atika: Improves sexual health
Me: Hmmmm... this one looks quite important to me. Could you tell me more?
Atika: Haha! I think the berry can help improve blood flow?
She tried to make up something.
Me: Hmm... from your professional viewpoint, since you're an expert in the product, how do I feel the benefits of sexual health improvement?
Atika: Ehm... maybe you feel stronger down there hehe?
She came up with something.
Me: Hmm... if it really can improve sexual health, I don’t mind signing a 1-year package to try the juice
Her eyes lit up instantly after hearing the prospect of sealing a 1-year deal.
Me: But now I am not very convinced yet. I've been drinking it for 2 weeks already. I don’t feel even a bit of difference
Atika: Sometimes, actually, benefits go into your body. Just maybe now you don’t feel it. Once you drink two weeks, this berry already digests into your blood
She tried to smoke me with her sales line.
Me: If you can prove your theory correct, that after drinking 2 weeks of the juice, the benefits have already gone into my body, I don’t mind signing a package with you. You seem to be so sure and confident
Atika: How to prove?
Me: I have an idea... want to hear it?
Atika: Ok!
She listened attentively.
Me: I have been having male problems for many years (of course not)... my kuku bird cannot stand and also cannot shoot. If all you say about this berry juice is true... it should help fix this problem, right?
I rolled my chair slowly closer to her and pulled down my shorts, revealing my hairy bush and a shrunken cock.
Atika: ...
She was stunned by the sudden sight.
Me: See, soft like tofu. How to make my wife happy?
Atika: Erm...
She suddenly became mute.
Me: You just now so cock sure that the product is working... now you suddenly quiet. You have to convince me... else why would I want to buy such an expensive package?
Atika: ...
She was at a loss for words.
Me: Ok, thank you for your time, Atika, but I am not interested in buying any scam products
I slowly and dramatically wore back my shorts, hoping for some action.
Then it came.
Atika: Wait... wait... maybe need to touch it?
Me: Stop lying and start to prove it!
She grabbed gently on my soft cock and started stroking it.
I was starting to get aroused as I looked at her long pretty pink manicured nails stroking my cock. It got harder and harder as she swirled her pretty hands all over it. Her nails nicely ran down my hardened cock.
Atika: See, I never lie, right?
She gave me a slutty look.
She was like turning the ignition key for my old man's engine.
Me: Hmm... feels like improved blood flow... but can you maintain it standing hard there? Over time... we don't know yet
She bent down and started licking my hard shaft, in a position as though she was blowing someone in a cinema chair.
Her sticky saliva moisturized my hard cock. I grabbed her hair as she ate my dick. She sucked up and down my cock with her thick lips, leaving red lipstick marks all over my cock.
Me: Arrgghhh... shit...
I groaned in pleasure.
I grabbed onto her hair as she continued to devour my hard rocket. She got up and looked at me with her messy and slimy mouth.
Atika: See... still hard... I never lie, right?
She gave another slutty look.
My engine was ignited again, and I got really turned on. I grabbed onto her button shirt and ripped it open.
Atika: AH!
She shouted, shocked by my sudden outburst. I yanked down her black lace bra with my hands and attacked her sumptuous big tits with my mouth.
I sucked on her big brown nipples. Her breast smelled good, like caramelized milk powder, turning me on even further.
Atika: Ughhhh Frank!
Her hands held onto my head as I suckled on her sensitive nipples.
My face buried between her C-cup brownies.
I carried her and placed her on my office desk, pushing away the stack of papers like in those office porn scenes. Her mini skirt came off, followed by her lacy underwear.
Me: Let's take this rocket for a test drive and see if it really works
She spread her legs naturally, looking at me like a horny little girl.
I sprouted my old shotgun into her wet pussy. Her pussy was wet and felt like a nest of warmth. Her legs spread as she lay on the table. The height was just right for me. My cock shot upwards and hit her pussy wall as I pounded her standing up.
Atika: ARRGGHHH! ARGGHHH! ARRGGGHHHH!
She screamed as I hammered her G-spot.
Me: Shhhhh... later people hear
I took her black lacy panties and stuffed them in her mouth. So kinky.
Piak! Piak! Piak!
Atika: UHHH! UHHH! Uhh..
She continued to moan as her voice was muffled by the panties in her mouth. I grabbed onto her legs and placed them onto my shoulders.
Me: You like it deep, baby?
Atika nodded her head.
Piak! Piak! Piak!
My balls smacked against her butt as I jackhammered her, exercising my old man hips. Atika came a few times, but I continued to pound her relentlessly.
Atika: Frrrrkkkk uhhhh ahhh…
I could not understand her muffled voice.
Atika: UHHGHHHHHHHHHHHH URGHHHHHHH!
She came hard, her juices almost blasting my cock out of her pussy. She was enjoying me so much her face was blushing, and her nipples were hard like erasers.
Me: Ahhhh I'm gonna cum!
Piak! Piak! Piak!
Me: Let uncle test if my cock can shoot
I pulled out her lacy panties from her mouth. Wrapped them all over my cock. The lacy texture felt amazing.
Me: AHHHH!
My warm thick cum gushed out as I sprayed it all over her sexy panties, drenching her black panties in my hot sauce. I unloaded every last drop onto the panties. Cumming on panties is so kinky.
Atika was speechless and lay there like she probably never got banged so hard in her life. The office table was drenched in a concoction of our sweat and juices.
Atika: See, I never lie, right?
She smiled and looked at me. I gave her beautiful milkshakes a final kiss.
Me: Looks like it's working
She went home in my jacket covering the blouse that I ripped apart. She wore back the panties drenched with my dried cum, can't get more kinky than that.
Atika was such a horny brown baby; we had sex a few more times after that. Of course, I bought a few of her packages. We eventually cut contact after she found a younger boyfriend and decided to settle down with him. We may have parted, but remnants of my dried cum still fill the panties she wears.