The Stalker

[Coffeecans]

What do you think you are doing? he shouted.

*Camera cuts to a close up of his name tag: Gan.*

Ken panicked. He dropped his bag and the lingerie fell out. Gan's voice woke the neighbors as they opened the door and saw Ken holding on to a panty.

Ken went all white. The only thing he could do now was to kneel and beg for forgiveness.

Ken: I'm sorry, I won't do it again. Please. Don't arrest me.

Gan: So you were the one who stole lingerie from the others and yet you framed the poor bangladeshi! Shame on you! Are you the one?

Ken nodded.

The neighbors were disgusted by his actions and was telling Gan to arrest him.

Neighbor: Arrest him Gan! Let the whole neighbor know it's him!

Ken: Please no. I'm sorry. I know my mistake already. I am truly sorry.

Gan: No you are not. You are coming to the station with me.

He took out the handcuffs and cuffed him. Ken knew it was over for him.

Gan: You are really a sick bastard. Really sick man.

Ken was too frightened to react.

He walked with Gan behind him. Luckily for him there wasn't much people in the middle of the night.

Ken walked and then he saw someone in the distance coming out of the cab.

Carol.

Carol stared at Ken and then asked Gan.

Carol: Gan, what happened? Carol knows Gan because of her parents.

Gan: He was the culprit. The one who stole lingerie. Not the bangla. Poor him. Framed by this sicko.

Carol: What? Ken, was it you?

Ken nodded in shame.

Camera cuts to a close up of Carol giving him a slap hard on his face.

Carol: Sick! I can't believe it. It's you!

She said as she stormed off.

Ken regretted what he did but it was to no avail.

Ken was detained in the police post. Until his mom and brother came.

Ken's mother: What did you do?

Gan: He stole the lingerie of women in the neighborhood Mdm and was caught red-handed.

Tears well up in her eyes.

Ken's mother: You must be kidding me Sir.

Gan: Take a look at this.

Gan pointed to his bag and true enough, it was packed with lingerie.

Ken's mother: Oh my god!

Another slap came onto Ken.

Ken's mother: How could you! Sir, please let him go for this once. I guarantee he will not do it again. He is still young. Please.

Gan: I'm sorry Mdm. It's only fair. We don't practice biasedness.

Kan: My god! Ken!

Ken could only look down in shame.

And his picture was up on the bulletin in the notice board. And he was sent to the Boy's Home.

It has been six months already in the detention centre. He thanked the officers and then came home.

His mother was happy to see him and prepared a feast for him but he was not really interested.

The first thing he did was knelt down to his mother.

Ken: I'm sorry mum. I will not do it again. I promise.

Her mum teared and hugged him.

Ken's mother: I love you son. You lost so much weight.

They hugged each other and then cried.

After eating together with Kan, Ken decided to pay Carol a visit.

He walked towards her flat and rang the bell.

Carol opened the door and was shocked.

Ken bowed: I'm sorry for everything Carol. I will not do it again I assure you. Friends?

Carol was surprised by his speech. He was not as crude already in the past. And he looked more toned and tanned now. She smiled at him and nodded.

Carol: What's past is past already Ken.

Ken smiled as he waved her goodbye.

Ken now devotes his time doing volunteer work and his history faded with time. He, too had a routine of running every evening.

He ran and then stopped. Took a deep breath. He thanked Gan for putting him to his senses during his detention. He is now always kept busy with volunteer work but how long could he contain himself?

That was something he couldn't answer himself.

There was this day during a volunteer work when he met Shirley. She was wearing a low cut tshirt. And when she bent down, Ken could see her green bra, with a subtle laced texture on the top, which complimented her fair breasts. He could feel his manhood rising and his heart throbbed. He swallowed his saliva as he stared intensely at her cleavage, letting his thought run wild.

The thought that he tried to throw away was coming back to him.

It was like the devil is trying so hard to take over. His lustful thirst.

The old habits flooded his mind now. He remembered the very joy of masturbating with bras and then ejaculating in it.

What should he do now?

He couldn't tell which he wants now. But he knew instinctively, he wanted the bra of Shirley's in his hands so badly that he groped her breasts.

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[eeemen]

Oh no! Getting into more trouble , so sad. Hope it turns out ok in the end, can't wait for the next few posts. Thx n cheers, ..........

[BMW69]

Ken oh Ken. I'm laughing so hard reading it

[kittymae]

Originally Posted by BMW69

Ken oh Ken. I'm laughing so hard reading it

Don't laugh till u fall off the chair wor ah-di!

Kopi kor, interesting way of writing. Like,visualizing a movie being filmed.

[Coffeecans]

Shirley paused. Her face was turning red. And she brushed off Ken's hand immediately. Ken couldn't believe he did it. He was at a loss for words.

But what happened sent a chilling sensation down his spine.

*Cut to a flashback of Shirley. Tall, with broad shoulders, Long wavy blonde hair, she had deep sunken eyes and was wearing fake mascaras, framed within a slightly squarish face. She looks quite masculine but still portrayed a sense of femininity. She was wearing a low cut white top, where her green bra was sticking out like a sore thumb. Her top was matched with a blue polka dotted pants and canvas shoes. She looked mid thirties. Camera tilts at her boobs from the side, perky shaped breasts that might be that of a B cup.*

Shirley spoke.

And the moment she opened her mouth, the voice hit Ken like a bolt of lightning.

Shirley: You silly ass.

She spoke in a deep sunken voice as she gave Ken a soft tap on his shoulders.

Shirley: You so bad. So bad.

Camera zooms to a close up of her neck. There was an adam's apple.

Ken's world crashed. His desperation led to him touching a...

Cut to a close up of Ken studying his palms, looking right and left. Shirley was still hitting him on his back with soft strokes as though the end of a massage where the masseuse uses her hands to tap your back.

Shirley: Bad boy. Bad boy.

This was an experience that Ken will never forget.

He sprint like nobody's business. Hailed a cab halfway outside and headed home. His face pale. And he kept staring at his palms. Unable to react.

Cut to him rushing to the toilet. His mum was shocked to see him. Immediately he shut the bathroom door. Cut to close up of the tap. He kept washing his hands repeatedly. Dispensing soap and washed. And washed. He stared at himself in the mirror. What the hell. What the HELL. Did he just.... did he just molested a transvestite? The more he thought, the more soap he dispensed. The sink was already full of bubbles as he dried his hands.

This can't be real. Can't be, Can't be.

The visuals of Shirley's adam's apple flooded his mind. He wanted to puke.

He slept early that night as he tried to hide himself in his pillows.

*Bad boy. Bad boy!* He suddenly woke up in sweat. And stared at his hands again. He slapped himself on his forehead. And then went to the kitchen for a glass of water.

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[BMW69]

Originally Posted by kittymae

Don't laugh till u fall off the chair wor ah-di!

Kopi kor, interesting way of writing. Like,visualizing a movie being filmed.

It's ok xD there's a cuddly kitty beside my chair xD at least it'll be a soft landing

[Coffeecans]

Ken stared at the mirror. What a loser.

Why does everyone seem to have girlfriends and seem to have all the luck with girls but he seems to be always the unlucky one? Even Kan had a girlfriend. But why not him?

He was now worried too. What if the police knock on his door again? What if?

The 'what ifs' kept ringing on his head that he couldn't sleep.

He tossed around in bed.

Kan: Bro?

Ken: yes?

Kan: Can I ask you something?

Ken: Yes?

Kan: Can I..... use the room on Saturday?

Ken: What for?

Kan: It's my 5 month celebration with Karen on Saturday.

Ken: ....

Ken paused.

Ken: Alright then.

Kan: Thanks bro. You are the best!

Ken stared at the ceiling. Then suddenly something struck him like a laser shot.

What if what Kan was doing with his girlfriend was recorded?

With that, the sinister smile was back again.

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[Coffeecans]

Ken locked his door, and then closed the curtains. He crawled over to the camera he hid. Took out the memory card and slot it to the reader, copying the files in. He was delighted that the file size was huge.

He saw the loading bar and couldn't wait.

*Cut to a close up of the screen with the text"Copying MOV001.".

There was a gentle squeeze in his heart. He was already sweating due to excitement. He couldn't wait.

A knock on his door sent Ken jumping out of his skin.

Ken's mum: What are you doing inside locking your door?

Ken: I'm sleeping mum. Not feeling well. That's why I didn't go to school today.

Ken's mum: Alright.

Ken heaved a sign of relief. He was still waiting for the files to be transferred.

Cut to close up of the text: 2 mins.

Camera changes to a view of his alarm clock ticking.

The copying files icon disappeared.

Now it was finally time he could lay his eyes on Kan's girlfriend.

Cut to the computer's light shining on his sick face.

He plugged in his headphones. And pressed play. Automatically his hands were positioned where his shaft was.

Kan was in school but his eyelids were twitching but he ignored the feeling. But he didn't know that what he did with his girlfriend was going to be a porn movie for his own brother to enjoy.

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[Coffeecans]

Cut to a close up of Ken's face enjoying himself.

Scene switches to a wide view of the room.

It was about 5pm that day. The entire room turned in an orange tone with the evening sun. Kan was toned and sporty by nature thus he was very sculpted. His girlfriend Karen was sitting on the bed. She was wearing a red polka dot shirt top with jeans. Her hair was short with a blob hairstyle. She was tanned and rather thin for her frame. She was wearing her brown wooden frame glasses. Kan went over to her and gave her a kiss. Their eyes met and slowly their faces touched.

Ken was talking to himself. Take it off, take it off! He increased the intensity of his rubbing. He wanted to fast forward but he waited, hoping to see the entire show.

Camera cuts to his adam's apple. He was swallowing his saliva.

Scene shifts back to the computer.

Karen rose and stood in front of Kan with her back facing the hidden camera. Now Ken's hands were sweating already, for his dreams was going to be fulfilled.

*Strip strip strip Ken thought to himself* He was sweating now. His tongue was licking his lips now.

In the distance Karen started to undress in front of Kan.

Cut to a wide shot of Karen's back view with her unbuttoning her shirt.

She arched her shoulders and her top fell to the floor. Her back was looking all perfect with a thin single hooked black bra. Ken's heartbeat was increasing. He could feel his nose air getting hotter and hotter. He muttered: More... more..

Deep into the earphones he could hear the conversation.

Karen: How are you thinking of doing me later ahhh? ssssh.

Kan: Every single position available. I'm so going to fill your hole up dear.

Karen: Can you really do it? aaaaahh...

Karen unbuttoned her jeans and kicked it aside, revealing a black panty. She was quite thin but seeing her in bra and panties already aroused the stalker who planted the camera.

Scene cuts to the frosted effect on the screen. Ken was staring close to the screen and his breathing fogged the screens.

Karen knelt down and removed Kan's bermudas.

Ken followed suit as he took it off, and imagined Karen doing it on him. He pulled his foreskin behind and front, slowly, imitating that of a mouth.

In the camera he could see Karen's heading moving up and down. Kan's head was tilted behind, enjoying what Karen was doing. His hands then reached for her back and released her clip. It snapped and hung in between her shoulders.

Ken moved his head to his left, trying to catch a glimpse of her breasts but the camera was too far to see. His fingers squeezed the air where he imagined that he was groping her.

In the earphone he could hear slurping sounds which added to the sound effect. His momentum quickened and then he whispered to himself. Karen I'm cumming! Shots of sperm escaped and landed everywhere. To the table, the screen, the floor and the chair.

He was trying hard to see more of the video when suddenly the screen went blank. It had stopped recording. Perhaps due to the lack of camera battery. He wanted so much to throw the stationery on his tables but he was panicking now, looking at the mess all over the floor. He took his top and wiped everything, but it still left the sticky feeling on the ground. He had to go to the kitchen and mopped his entire room and wiped the table.

He was angry with the camera battery for dying. And hoped that there could be a second chance. The very thought of planting a spy camera felt so good. And he could feel the goosebumps on himself. It was both nerve wrecking yet challenging for him.

What if one day he could plant one in the bathroom? He was thinking about possibilities now and the more he thought, the more perverted he became.

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[gotnotime]

Please continue writing, I wanna see what The Stalker can do next

[Coffeecans]

Ken went for his regular coffee at the kopitiam. His favorite Kopi-C ga dai, the uncle could recognize him and placed the cup on his table, collected the money and smiled at him. He mixed the sugar and milk by stirring it diagonally, causing the ting ting ting sound.

He was looking around aimlessly whilst sipping on his hot cup. Then in the far corner, something caused his attention. A lady in her thirties, sitting down with her legs wide open. She was wearing a floral dress and a red heel that complemented her dress. Ken was itching already as he picked up his cup and pretended to move nearer to his target, pretending that he was trying to get near the tv.

He was excited to see her creamy white thighs and his manhood stood up. The lady was reading her newspaper as she didn't notice him peeking. He pretended to tie his shoelace, but took the chance to peep more of what she was wearing. It was dark but he could catch a slight glimpse of red.

"Red" he thought to himself as he choked on his saliva and coughed. Now she lowered her newspaper and immediately closed her legs, she adjusted her skirt and sat properly. Ken covered his mouth as he continued coughing.

A pair of hands covered his eyes playfully and without any warning, he elbowed hard behind and it felt soft. He turned his head. No one. He lowered his head and saw Carol squatting on the ground, with her arms on her breasts.

Ken: Oh my god, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to. It was a natural instinct.

Carol didn't utter a word but tried to force a smile. She was still in pain as she sat down beside Ken.

Carol: Uncle, one hot milo please.

It took her a while to compose herself.

Carol: Hi Ken. It's been sometime. How are you? I heard you keep volunteering for social work? It's good for you. I never knew you had such a kind heart.

Ken smiled but deep inside he was praying hard that Shirley does not make a police report about him molesting her.

Ken: It's nothing I guess. I do what I can to help now.

Carol: Perhaps we can go volunteer together? I'm thinking of helping too! Can I join you?

Ken nodded and he could see her excitement.

Spending time with Carol seemed to make time pass faster. It was already the 5th time Carol went on volunteer work with Ken. Carol started to know more about Ken and he too learnt something about her.

It was on this day that the two of them were assigned to help clean a two room flat. Two was assigned per flat to help them clean. Most of them were elderly. People who can't walk or see properly or those who was wheelchair bound or the crippled. In this instance the elderly was bedridden. The granny was always in the room.

Ken and Carol distributed their own workload. Carol would take care of the living room while Ken would clean and scrub the kitchen floor and toilet. It was the old school bathroom with a large metal door against the white reflective tiles. He poured the pail of water on the kitchen floor and scrubbed hard. Carol peeped into the kitchen and smiled at him.

Her view of Ken changed from the perverted to someone responsible and little by little she could feel herself wanting to know him more.

The cleaning up took an hour and a half. The both of them were exhausted and Carol asked Granny.

Carol: Hi Granny, can I borrow your shower room?

Granny nodded and Carol thanked her back with a smile.

She went over to her little backpack and took out a towel to bathe. She had gotten used to this and would sometimes take a quick shower if the owner doesn't mind.

Ken sat at the living room, where he took out his towel and wiped his sweat. He then heard the shower tap running. And he could hear the scoops of water splashing on the ground.

Now he was itching already. It was a golden opportunity. He could feel himself trying to go near the shower room. He took a peek into Granny's room and saw her sleeping soundly. The main door was already locked.

He crept slowly to the kitchen, towards the metal door.

Then he peeped through the opening and saw Carol's reflection on the white tiles. Immediately he got a hard on. Carol was putting one of her legs on the toilet bowl, washing her vagina. He could see her full buttocks and full bareback.

He swallowed his saliva. His heart was thumping.

*Turn around Carol, turn around. I want to see your body. I want to see your naked body. Nude..nude... nude. Nipple nipple nipple...* He prayed...

This feeling was both sick and exciting he thought to himself. To avoid being seen through the windows, he squatted down and waited for Carol to turn her body.

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[curiouslala]

Originally Posted by Coffeecans

Kan: It's my 5 month celebration with Karen on Saturday.

Ken: ....

Originally Posted by Coffeecans

It was about 5pm that day. The entire room turned in an orange tone with the evening sun. Kan was toned and sporty by nature thus he was very sculpted. His girlfriend Grace was sitting on the bed. She was wearing a red polka dot shirt top with jeans. Her hair was short with a blob hairstyle. She was tanned and rather thin for her frame. She was wearing her brown wooden frame glasses. Kan went over to her and gave her a kiss. Their eyes met and slowly their faces touched.

kopi kor..
i notice abit mistake hor..
before u said Kan gf's name is karen.. then change it to grace..


looking for the next peeping scene..

[Coffeecans]

Originally Posted by curiouslala

kopi kor..
i notice abit mistake hor..
before u said Kan gf's name is karen.. then change it to grace..


looking for the next peeping scene..

thanks for spotting. :P

changed.

[gotnotime]

Ah, nothing like a coffeecans story can entertain so much while on a long bus ride in japan

[Coffeecans]

Carol applied soap over her body as she raised her head to wash her neck. She turned a little to the right and Ken could see her perky B cupped breasts. It was shaped like triangle with the tip in the middle. He caught a good view of her nipples but the reflection wasn't really reflecting the color that he wanted. He wanted to see more.

Carol now shampooed her hair for she had the habit of always washing body first because she loved the shower foam to stay on her body a while before she wash it away. She believed that this will add an extra dosage of fragrance to her entire body.

Because her arms were raised, Ken could now see the full view of her side breasts. His erected manhood was standing as though it is trying to escape. Ken swallowed his saliva. This was not good enough. He wanted to see more. He wanted so much to kick the door open and join in the bath.

He looked about in the kitchen.

*Camera pans to a wide shot of the kitchen. Then cut to a split screen of the potential items that he could use; the wooden stool and the washing basin which was just located beside the bathroom. Fade to a close up of him walking towards the wooden stool. He places it silently on the floor and climbed up the washing basin. He stood up and saw her full body through the huge gap on top. It was dangerous for he was vulnerable to being seen easily.

An elevated view of Carol naked right in front of his eyes. Her skin was far more than delicate and smooth, it was simply like she was glowing with radiance. He tilted his head and managed to see her nipples. Small, dark brown nipples greeted him and it was erected perhaps due to the cold water. Her bush was natural and full. This footage would be etched in his mind for the longest time. He wanted to watch more when he lost his balance. Granny's cough gave him a shock as he fell backwards. He stretched his hand out and accidentally touched the bamboo poles which fell on him as he landed with a loud thump.

He knocked his head and passed out.

Carol quickly finish her bath and dressed to come out. She was surprised to see the bamboo pole covering him.

Carol looked at where he placed the stool and could almost make up what he was doing. She climbed up and stepped on the sink. And what she saw made her covered her arms around her own body.

Ken was peeping at her before he passed out.

Her face turned red. But surprising she was not angry. But why?

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