Fireflies, White Shirt & Other Stories

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We both collapsed onto the bed, visibly exhausted. She reached out and held my hand, our ten fingers locked tight. Once again, she allowed a pencil-thin smile. This time, the smile lasted longer. Maybe because I’ve just fucked her, but I thought she became more beautiful then, with slightly flushed cheeks and her hair let down.

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In the next few months, Jade became my exclusive masseur-cum-lover, somewhat by default. Due to work commitments, including travel, I only had time for one ML visit every five to 10 days, so I had to choose carefully – one whom optimized my pleasure. And based on my knowledge of available options during that period, none were close to what Jade could deliver at her price point (Jade had declined tips from me after we started making love. My view was, it was a transaction; her position was, I enjoyed it, so that’s it. Essentially, I got really lucky and paid for just massage).

My sessions with her also became late night, usually the last customer, by mutual consent. I rarely get off from work before 10pm, and she herself had suggested last-slot sessions are more relaxed and we can drink and smoke freely during and after the session, a gesture I really appreciated. Occasionally, we drive out for supper after our active workout.

Jade turned out to be an absolute star for me. I quickly saw through the cold and cool façade she carried, to realize she’s a cheeky, playful and at times insecure young lady. I dared her playfulness and also offered a listening ear. That made her happy and comfortable with me.

In one session, she asked what was my greatest experience with ML’s (excluding sex). I cited the legendary Natalie (a.k.a. ‘Aeroplane Queen’). Nat would undress me as I sit on her sofa in the living room; after my jeans and underwear reached my ankles, she would inspect my cock and then administer a neat BBBJ. Quite a warm (and slurpy) welcome even before reaching her bedroom!

Nat also had a plastic chair in the shower area, where she would shower for me, including with generous use of her breasts and pussy. Plus, another round of BBBJ.

Just as I finished sharing about Nat with Jade, she left the bedroom abruptly. Moments later, she was back with a round plastic stool. After stripping each other, we proceeded to the bathroom, stool in tow.

Unfortunately, Jade’s bathroom was smaller than Nat’s, so the full extent of the Nat routine was not possible, but kudos to her for trying to re-enact Nat’s treatment.

On another occasion, I was already laying on her bed. Jade was about to undress, but suddenly she detoured to the bathroom, calling out “wo jin lai le” (I’m coming in). She returned to the bedroom shortly with a white shirt.

She remembered I liked it a lot when she put on my white shirt to service me previously. As I mentioned earlier in this story, the two bedrooms in her condo unit shared a common bathroom which was accessible from each respective bedroom. Jade had gone over to her bestie fellow ML’s room, calling out in advance, and borrowed her friend’s white shirt.

That day, I insisted that Jade kept the white shirt on throughout our session. It was an amazing workout once more, my satisfaction heightened by the unbuttoned white linen shirt she wore, oozing sex appeal and indeed having sex as the poor shirt was reduced to a crumpled mess in the end.

Seeing how Jade was happy to play along as requested, I brought a white shirt the next time we met, for her to keep. But it was not necessary. She had gone to Mustafa, the popular discount shop in Little India, and bought one. It was a slightly oversized, translucent long-sleeved women’s white shirt. She had ripped off the top three buttons. I swear each time we finished a session when she wore that shirt, it was stained with sweat, saliva, and our respective pre-cum.

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In China, Jade practiced pole dancing. Not surprisingly, though not visibly muscular, she had strong arms. She would lean against the wall with feet facing the ceiling, balancing herself with her hands on the floor like an acrobat. I was asked to kneel in front of her. For good reason. She allowed me to briefly mouth fuck her in that position. Admittedly not the most comfortable position for us both, but it was exciting and something different.

Or she would position herself by the edge of the bed and the nearby wall, lifting one leg up (like a doggie having a pee), so my excited cock can angle into her pussy. While it was not entirely acrobatic, her penchant for fresh angles – literally – allowed us to make love in unconventional settings.

On two or three occasions, Jade would decline my appointment request, asking to meet a couple of days later, ostensibly as she was having her period. I especially loved those sessions because she was much hornier than me!

Normally, Jade would provide about 20 minutes of decent massage before the naughty bits start. But on those occasions, after some 10 minutes, with my hands already molesting her when and where I can, she morphed into a slut.

I would completely let go of my defences and let her execute her suite of services, or antics, as she sees fit. It included “sumata” (non-penetrative sexual action) which bordered on raw sex, and without warning the plunging of her pussy into my nose (a bit off the mark, I think it was meant for my mouth). Or she would lick my toes and then kiss me, daring me to taste my own toes.

It had also become “a given” that when we meet, I would place a condom the pillow before we start the session. I’m normally the one to reach out for the condom first, but in those few sessions post her period, she would initiate capping me. Jade’s loud (and sometimes foul mouthed) when she’s super horny, and I’m sure her bestie next door (and her customer too) was aware that I was screwing Jade diligently.

About three to four months after I first met her, Jade left. I did not see it coming, she had not mentioned it to me. And she did not respond to my WeChat messages. I was disappointed and saddened with her abrupt departure. I missed Jade a lot, not only for the amazing sex, but also her mischievous personality.

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It was not long after Chinese New Year in 2019. I was in the office when an unfamiliar local mobile number called.

“Hello”, I answered. “Jiu ji dao shi ni” (I knew it’s you), the female caller said. I have not heard that voice for months and suddenly memories of Jade came flooding back.

“Hui lai la?” (you’re back?), I asked, though I knew the obvious answer. But I just needed to hear her voice a little more to reconfirm it was her.

“Jin wan guo lai”, she replied. We agreed a time and she texted me her address. It did occur to me that she kept my mobile number as she was no longer contactable on WeChat.

That night, I reached her vicinity much earlier than scheduled as the place, near Geylang, was notoriously difficult to get a parking lot. As I was circling around, someone drove off and I quickly took the only available lot. I was 20 minutes early but decided to text Jade anyway. Her reply was immediate and in two minutes, I was upstairs at her place.

Jade was in a little black dress and heels. But no make-up. I had never seen her dressed up like that. It appeared that she just moved in, alone. As soon as she locked the door, she knelt down, partially showing me her tits as she bent down. Stroking my cock through my jeans, she looked up at me and swiftly unzipped me. As she fiddled to drag my cock out of my underwear, my cock hardened instantly and she gamely gave me a short BBBJ.

After bathing together and for each other, we cuddled in bed. Needless to say, my hands were all over her, and my cock was rock hard and salivating. There was no massage that night. Jade allowed me to finger her until my fingers were wet with her cunt juice. Then she licked a substantial portion of my neck, down to my crotch before stuffing my throbbing dick into her warm mouth. Her BBBJ was energetic. We switched to 69-position so I could also pleasure her orally.

“Tao ne?” (where’s the condom?), she said. I sprang up from bed and grabbed the rubber from my jeans. Jade took it upon herself to cap me with her mouth before she climbed on top of me. After a little bodily alignment, she began to ride me. Then she leaned forward and licked my nipples while gripping my cock inside her pussy. We switched positions and I returned the same favour. When my tongue sensed that her nipples were suitably hardened and pointed, I began to pump her.

As I had been less active sexually since Jade left a few months ago, there was a degree of pent-up demand from me. I also wanted to “punish” her for leaving abruptly without a word. I wouldn’t say it was a “violent fuck”, but I went overdrive and had her in missionary and doggie, before finishing off in missionary position. Her moans were loud and clear, drowning out the watery sound emanating from her pussy though the “piak piak” noise was still obvious from two lower bodies charging at each other.

Jade removed the soaked condom and sucked the residual sperm from my flaccid cock. She walked away to rinse her mouth and came back with cigarettes and ashtray. After a satisfying high intensity fuck, we had a relaxing smoke in bed. It had become a common habit for us both.

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Around this time, post CNY 2019, I was assigned an additional project at work, which meant more travelling. While it was professionally gratifying, it meant lesser time for me in Singapore. It was another two weeks before I got to see Jade again, and ironically, it was Jade who initiated the meet.

“I’m not happy. I’m leaving”, she declared to me via WeChat. I remember well I was at the Singapore Airlines lounge at HKIA, savoring the satay and peanut sauce after consecutive days of all-Chinese meals.

“When?”, I shot back. “Tomorrow morning”, she replied with an exclamation mark. I told her I’m on a late flight back and would like to meet her… at 12 midnight or later. “Come over then”, she agreed.

I arrived back at Changi Airport just before 11pm. By 12.30am, still fresh from a cold shower at home just half an hour ago, I found myself parallel parking along Jalan Masjid. It was an unfamiliar location for me, but it was the address the Jade provided when I was 40,000 feet in the air (inflight wifi).

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I literally parked next to the apartment where Jade stayed. The surrounding was so quiet it almost felt a little eerie. Upstairs, Jade opened the door wearing an oversized t-shirt covering her thighs. I walked in and was pleasantly surprised another lady was in the living room watching TV. A beautiful, albeit slightly older than Jade, lady with a warm smile. I apologized for intruding at such a late hour and she nodded understandingly. I observed it was a one-bedroom apartment… and Jade held my hand and led me into the room.

(Belatedly, I found out who this beautiful lady was. She was also a popular ML, one who looked like a submissive mistress blessed with attractive features).

“What’s happening?”, I asked Jade gently as we sat on the edge of the bed. She did not answer, instead she asked if I missed her. Hand to heart, I missed her – not just sexually, but also her unpredictable yet entertaining demeanor.

I must have delivered my answer in a most convincing and sincere way. Jade wrapped her arm around my shoulder and we both leaned back, landing softly on the comfortable queen-sized mattress.

Her eyes shut as she started kissing me, at first gently, and soon passionately as I ran my fingers around the golden triangle from outside her panties. I easily detected her increasingly wetness as my fingers worked overtime.

In spite of the frenetic lip-work we engaged in, we undressed each other in a civilized way, not tearing off our clothes or rushing. Partly because I set the tempo, to control the pace, to enjoy the process and the journey towards climaxing.

True to form, my thick cock was inside her warm, slippery mouth as soon as we both got stark naked. The smooth, continuous and effortless BBBJ she was providing was familiar yet highly desired. I felt my whole body being enveloped by her lust. I was beginning to feel the pent-up demand of not having had sex for two weeks. Jade stopped momentarily to gasp for breath. I looked at her lovingly and almost simultaneously, telepathically, we were in position 69. Her cunt juice was already smeared all over her pubic hair…

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I had to stop her from sucking me off as I really, really wanted to ejaculate while fucking her. Nudging her aside, I reached for my chinos at the edge of the bed and took out the condom. Jade was giving me long-stroked licks from my neck down to my chest as I expertly tore open the condom pack without looking. She took the condom from me, placed it at the tip of my long, hard cock soaked with her saliva and my pre-cum, and rolled the condom along my shaft with her mouth almost elegantly.

I leaned towards Jade and kissed her lips lustily, dragging my tongue out as I lashed it past her nose. I planted soft, wet kisses on her forehead, then moved sideways and blew gently into her ears. I nibbled her earlobe playfully, progressing south until my tongue contacted her hardened nipple.

I could not help but notice that Jade was playing with her pussy, her fingers creating a discreet sloshing sound. Her other hand held on to my throbbing dick, occasionally squeezing it. I re-purposed my mouth to help Jade out in the pussy department. As my tongue explored the wetlands and into the tunnel of her love hole, her sticky fingers grasped my hair. She had also let go of my dick and her free hand was now squeezing her own breast. I wriggled into position and squeezed her other breast with my hand.

The gush of cunt juice graced my nostrils as I felt Jade shiver unashamedly. “Wo yao” (I want it), Jade begged. I was amused. In the past, she would “firmly instruct” that she’s ready to be penetrated, or she would simply climb on top of me and start riding. This time, I saw a different side of her – a gentler side, a vulnerable side, a young lady who seemed desperate to be loved. I was filled with both torrid lust and empathy.

In a missionary position, I began by stroking her messy (head) hair lovingly while my cock traced the edges of her pussy. Balancing on one hand in missionary pose was not my forte. I knelt down and lifted her legs over my shoulders. She was so wet, my cock slid into her pussy naturally, and gleefully.

Slow and steady I went in, making sure my thick tool drew a circular motion to interact with the walls inside her love hole. There was no rush. I was pacing myself well, and Jade’s face told me she was enjoying my tease. It was beautiful to see her submissive expression.

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“Wo zai shang mian?” (I be on top?), Jade suggested, not long after I raised my thrusting speed up a notch. I saw my cock disappear, bit by bit, into her pussy as she eased herself onto me. Locking fingers with both hands, she began her ride. I was impressed by my ability to hold from firing, maybe because in my subconscious mind, I thought this would be the last time I make love with Jade, not knowing if we would meet again. I wanted the journey to last longer.

I closed my eyes and let Jade dictate as she saw fit. It also meant I don’t get to see her voluptuous breasts swaying side-to-side as she soldiered on, which hopefully would help me “last longer”. But it was wishful thinking. Even with eyes shut, her impressive riding conjured extreme images of sexual exploits in my mind. I let her continue and ejaculated majestically in a short while. Joy herself was spent, retiring next to me with heavy breathing.

It was close to 2am when I tip-toed out of the bedroom. The living room was dark save for street lighting through the windows. The TV was switched-off, and the beautiful lady I saw earlier was fast asleep on the sofa. Speaking in hushed tones, Joy added me on her personal, non-work WeChat. I hurriedly took out a wad of cash from my wallet. It was a combination of HK and Singapore dollars, and stuffed it into her hand without counting. It was probably altogether 300 Sing dollars or so, as I tend not to carry much cash. She planted a sharp peck on my lips and we bade farewell, silently, in the dark.

Joy was leaving at 5am to go to the airport. She had earlier declined my offer to send her to the airport, saying she wanted to be alone. I drove home safely, the tiredness of the long day setting in. I wish I could see Joy again.