Bizarre Love Triangle (17 years)

[WonderMike]

Originally Posted by BushTracker

thanks uncle for the wonderful writeup. holding my breath for next update.

Same here too

[Camel]

Really love the pictures

[CibLover]

Well write-up, TS.

Support and please do continue.
Someone from my era.

[UncleHasBeen]

Thanks guys for your support and kind comments.
Appreciate it. I will continue very soon

[UncleHasBeen]

To be fair, she might not know her tactics against me made her fit that profile.
But the way she manipulated me to satisfy her own lusts put her into that criminal category even if she did not know it.
There was no denying nor 2 ways about it.

And so, I left the unit on the 14th floor. Mixed feeling.
Not sure about returning even though I said I would.

Reached home, first thing I did was to go to the toilet and inspect my own dick.
Trying to figure out what the heck happened.

Puzzled by how my dick can decide on its own if it should let pee or semen out was intriguing.
I showered. It would be years later then I realized why I showered that moment when I got home.

It wasn’t a personal hygiene factor as I was filthy as any 11-year-old boy in my neighbourhood who would care a rat ass about our own hygiene.
I showered because subconsciously I felt what happened to me was filthy, unclean and possibly shameful.

[UncleHasBeen]

But at that moment, I thought nothing of it.
I was totally confused.

Not horny at all but I was looking forward to kissing Ivy’s lips again.
And for the first time, I like holding her waist, like hugging and kissing at the same time.

I really liked that.
Just liked those old black & white Hollywood movies I watched on Sunday’s every reruns on TV.
I loved it.

I felt like those men. A grown up.
A man that has a woman in his arms.
Oh man the feeling was great.
I was drunk in my own world of Hollywood fantasies.

[UncleHasBeen]

Then back to reality, i was also trying my best to understand about what happened to my dick.
The stream of white gluey fluid.

Why Ivy licked it off and said Yummy.
Why she said I was still a virgin? So, what if I am or not?
What would happen to my dick?

Why she like to touch my dick.
What should I do if she touches my dick again?
Is there a taste on my dick that makes Ivy like to lick it?

Why she called me a big boy, is it because of the white gluey fluid?
Why I have the urge to pee but instead the white gluey fluid came out?
If I go to pee now, what will come out of my dick?

Why I have muscle cramps when Ivy touched my lower abdomen?
I played rough with my brother and friends, pushing, punching and pinching all over and I never experienced that kind of cramps before.
Why is there still some sticky fluid coming my dick?

Should I tell my mom and see a doctor?
The taste of Ivy’s lips was great. Her tongue was so alive in my mouth, and I loved it.

I want to taste her lips again.
The next time, I want to open my mouth wider and kissed her just liked in those Hollywood movies.
I want hug her and kiss her like that.

Oh shit, why is my dick hardened again while I am taking a bath!

[diputs1269]

Wonderful early pratical sex lessons which many of us didn't receive, cheers!

[UncleHasBeen]

Monday of my 1-week term holiday was I first kissed and being kissed by Ivy.
She stroked my dick underneath my pants.

Tues, I messed up the timing and she wasn’t home when I got there.
Wed, things got heated up between us.

We sort of French kissed, she licked from my balls to my dick.
Licked clean the remaining semen after my first ever ejaculation.

As u can see the passion momentum was escalating.
But for me, I was still looking forward to kissing her.

That was my target, the home base for me and my aim for satisfaction.
The fact was my body and mind wasn’t ready for those passionate erotic tension that would easily cause arousal.

My mind and body wasn’t attuning nor ready for it yet.
But things was going to escalate big time the next day, Thurs.

My 11-year-old dumbass wasn’t ready for it.
Up to that point I was puzzled with the semen shooting out of my dick and my dick has a mind of its own, erecting whenever it wishes.

And apart of these questions, I was only concerned if I get to French kiss Ivy again the next day.

[UncleHasBeen]

I remember that Thurs was one of those special lunar calendar days when my grandma who lived the opposite block of us goes to the temple.
My mom would go to her place early in the morning and go grocery shopping with her.

Then back to my grandma place and do some cleaning.
When done, both would visit the temple.

After that they always visit our relatives who lived near to the temple.
It would be around 5pm when my mom reached home for dinner on those days.

So that Thurs was going to be a long and free day for me.
Almost total freedom, I was stoked.
I imagined I would be engaged in a marathon French kissing session with Ivy. Totally stoked.

The moment my mom said, “Don’t try anything funny or get yourself hurt. I will be home by 5pm”, the door closed, and I was ready for some Ivy action.

Changed, put on my usual tee shirt and shorts.
The time was 9:15am. That was about 7.5 hours of freedom with Ivy.

Excited I left my house and head two levels up to Ivy’s.
I knocked for a while and there was no reply.

Started to panic, hoping not to be another dud like Tues.
But then I saw silhouette movement underneath the seam between the main door frame and the concrete floor of her unit.

Ivy peek through the door ajar, a surprised look on her sleepy face.
I saw her face and quickly replied that she told me to come again today.

[UncleHasBeen]

Ivy smiled though looked like I have woken her from her sleep.
She paused for a moment as if she worked something out in her mind.

She then let me in her place.
That day was going to change a lot of things for me.

First, as I stepped in, I realised something about Ivy that day.
She was wearing a tank top with her nipples clearly forming under the fabric.

And she only wore a pantie.
Of course, I caught her at the wrong moment as I woke her up.

That would be the first time I see a woman in a top with the shape of nipples clearly defined and pair that with a pantie only.
Ivy did not mind that I was in her place, and she was only wearing a tank top without bra and her bottom was a pantie.

She was totally comfortable with it.
Me on the other hand was awkward about it.

Still no erotic or arousal on my part yet I remembered clearly.
But I was definitely awkward to be around Ivy when she was in that attire.

[UncleHasBeen]

Looking sheepishly embarrassed, I asked if she wanted me to come back later when she has changed.
I also apologised that I woken her up and I should come at the same time as the previous days.

She said it was ok. She then came to my face and kissed me on my cheeks.
She said that she loved to see me so early in the morning.

She asked me to make myself comfortable at the sofa while she walked towards the kitchen basin and brushed her teeth.

I sat at the sofa looking around pretending to be busy and not look at her body.
As it was my first time watching an adult woman only in pantie and braless in front of me, I find it amazingly awesome.

[UncleHasBeen]

So, I watched her brushed her teeth and checking out her place at the same time.
Feeling good as her kiss on my cheeks, great way to start my day.

As she was washing her face, she asked if I have bathed.
I told her I usually bathe in the afternoon when it is warmer.

As we stayed at the higher floors, nearer to the water tanks at the top, we tend to receive warmer tap water faster than the lower floors as the day goes.
We can’t afford heater at that time.

So, it is a common practice for kids and older folks to bathe in the afternoon.
Ivy then asked if I was afraid of the cold water in the morning.

I replied no, and she said this.
“Come, let’s bathe together or if u want, I can bathe u”
That was an invitation and question I was not ready for, at that age.

[jwat]

Camping, nice flow.

[UncleHasBeen]

Ivy caught me off guard again with her intentions.
I replied I don’t need her to bathe me and immediately she said “Good, let’s bathe together.”

I froze for a while, Ivy spotted that and asked if I was shy about taking a bath with her together.
She said that this would be our secret, and I was already a big boy.

She showed her trump card again by saying, “we can kiss in the bathroom, it is very romantic.”
I didn’t know kissing in a bathroom can be romantic but kissing Ivy was my goal for that day and since day one.

Ivy asked if I was ok with taking a bath with her, I said Ok as usual.