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Tuesday, 31 October 2017

My business ideas


This post is purely for entertainment purpose. To be read when you are taking a dump and when you run out of stuff to read. 



I've always wanted to start a business of my own and i'm sure many of you do as well.

The trouble is finding a idea good enough and unique.


Something that no one is doing in the market right now.

Something that has a pent up demand.


Something that would benefit the society.


Something that would provide employment and solve a lot of social issues.



Viola.

I have just the idea.


In fact, i had tabled the proposal with 2 of my inner split personality. Devil James and Angel James.


I'm sure you guys would want to invest in this because i guarantee you, confirm plus chop.


It's a money making venture.


*rubs hand in glee with evil smile*



Hold on to your money purse for now. I think it would be better i i could get the authorities's sign off on this before i start looking for investors.




Upskirt container park



Container parks are all the rage these days. Who would have thought of using shipping containers for anything other than shipping ? 


Now you have food centres, chic retail parks, even offices modeled out of these containers. 


My idea is simple. 


A football field size plot of land. Containers will be spread out to form a linked retail corridor. Maximum height would be 2 levels high. 


Inside the containers, retail space would be subdivided out and rented at cheap, below market prices. 

This is to help all budding entrepreneurs. 



No point getting your capital drained by high rental before your business takes off right ? 


Now the catch to getting a good rent would be the tenant being a female. 


All staff/tenant are restricted to females only. They have to be young and attractive, and they will wear only short skirts and dresses to their shop. 



Customers on the other hand are restricted to only men. 


Upon entering, they will be issued with a phone where they can take all the upskirts and perverted pictures of the attractive girls in the mall. 

This will be done with the staff's knowledge of course, this will be part of the rental agreement with the tenant.



No one is forced to work in the USM ( Upskirt mall ) , you are there on your own free will.


The girls, well aware that there will be men taking upskirts of them, will of course choose a nice underwear.

I'm thinking of selling ad spaces in these underwear. Imagine top companies bidding for ad space on the underside of your underwear!


Now, if other females who is in need of some quick cash, they can pop by for a couple of hours and just walk around the mall. Enjoy the aircon, grab a bubble tea.

Just treat the rest of the guys as invisible. Do your own stuff, wear a shirt skirt, have a coffee. Chat with friends. You don't need to do it full time, you can be a private contractor in a way, work as and when you want and when you feel like it.



Photos taken will be uploaded into a secure cloud server for the client to access and appreciate.



This solves several problems at once.


Anyone who needs to get their upskirt photo taking fix can head to USM. Pay a entrance fee, enter a secure and safe place where they can indulge in their fetish in a controlled environment.

I will organise competitions, whereby the most discreet guy wins.


Don't worry about security, i will station trained female MMA artist within the mall as security staff. USM adopts a strict no touching rule and anyone violating the rule will have their membership revoked and banned.

Rule breakers will need to attend a private therapy session with 5 female MMA artist during their PMS days.

By adopting this solution, I'm providing employment for a lot of girls who likes their avocado toast, branded bags and the high life without actually striving for them.



I foresee a reduction in outrage of modesty crimes in our public transport, and if i can site this USM near to the red light district, this will indirectly complement each other.



Isn't this an amazing idea ?



Reduce crime.
Provide enployment
Encourages entrepreneurship



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Angel James : This is wrong. Morally unacceptable. .... i'm ashamed of you James for thinking of something like this. How could you ??


Devil James : FUck you understand. ?? ....  you have a willing upskirt model , who gets paid for allowing you to take a picture of her underwear, what the fuck is wrong with that ?


Angel James : But... but....


Devil James : This business pairs the needs of 2 individuals together and multiply it in a grand scale. Think private hire vehicles and passengers..... isn't this the same ? .... James.. you should come up with an app call 'UP'. It pairs girls who would like to have their upskirt taken, with guys who would like to take their upskirts.

If there is strong demand, you can have surge pricing. I'll invest in this....


Angel James : This is wrong.... how can you....


Devil James : This is wrong ?? ... tell me which part is wrong ?? .... What laws are you breaking here ? A private arrangement between 2 adults in a private space that promotes entrepreneurship .... you should write to Spring Singapore for funding.... patent this idea... and spread it all over the world. Think of all the space in jail you can free up..... all the taxpayers money you can save.... WHo knows, you might even reduce the number of people taking upskirts on the streets !! ???


Angel James : How would this reduce the number of people taking upskirts ?? don't be ridiculous !


Devil James : Well... they might realise that the thrill passes after a while and there is really no fun to do something like that. Perhaps they might just decide to walk up, befriend the girl, eventually ending up together and make babies to repopulate this country.



Angel James : Don't listen to him James.... it's illegal to take photos of women in their underwear.....!!



James : errrr...... So.... in a Victora secret fashion show....everyone is breaking the law on live TV ??


Angel James : I mean it's wrong to take without their consent.. !!


Devil James : AH HAAA..... but.... USM is done with all the girl's consent..... all are consenting adults



**Awkward silence of 45 seconds**


Angel James : Pitch the idea...... if it's approved.... i'll take a 10% stake in it..... but only for medical research and rehabilitation purposes....i believe we can address the root of the problem if we can study this in a controlled environment.


James : errrrrrrrrr...................



Rage bicycle warehouse 



This is even simpler. I got this idea from a blog visitor.


A large warehouse with internal mock ups of HDB flats , fake waterways and other structures of interest. 


People will pay a fee, come into the warehouse and buy a bicycle. 



They can throw it into the water, throw is down a HDB mockup , smash it, basically anything they want. They can even pretend to ride around and park it all over the place without causing inconvenience to other users.


Staff will be on site to help take those silly instagram pictures and videos so they can upload how the abuse the bicycles onto the net for others to comment.


The warehouse doubles up as a recycling plant. All trashed parts will be recycled. !






Angel James : This is such a wasteful activity..... it doesn't make sense to do a business like this...all the bicycles can be put to good use....


Devil James : Fuck you la.... this is a recycling business..... the customers are helping to break down the bicycles into smaller parts prior to recycling..... but James.... this idea is more capital intensive than the USM..... do the USM first....


Angel James : i suggest you convert the warehouse to a rehabilitation facility.... help people manage their anger and stress from city living. ..... People get angry easily these days....


Devil James : Facility ? rehab facility ? ..... siao bo ?? .... you are treating the symptoms... we should aim to eradicate the cause .... rehab doesn't work.... i rather you build a real facility base on TFIWA you wrote..... this will provide employment and solve population issues.....



James : orh....





Floating brothel 



One of the oldest trade known to men.

Pop into URA and have a look at the masterplan.


It's not hard to figure out that the red light district's days are numbered. There have been talks and rumors about eventually shifting the district away from Geylang. The current brothels are sitting on prime land by the city fringes.


The authorities are caught between a rock and a hard place for this. If they decides to shut down the red light district totally, you would risk driving it underground, making it harder to manage.


So how ?


My idea is to convert a cruise ship into a floating island of debauchery, minus the drugs of course.



Floating casinos operate in international waters freely, so why has no one thought of making a floating brothel ?



Sail off on a relaxing cruise with unlimited buffets and sex. Ship pays tax, docking fees, everything is regulated. You free up the land for development, residents don't complain that street walkers are loitering at their void decks.


Solves a lot of problems.




Devil James : This is an interesting idea. If a cruise takes 3000 passengers. You will be unloading 3000 horny males from the island. They can get their fix on the cruise, do some yoga, clear their testicles  mind, and come back feeling refreshed and rejuvenated as a responsible member of the society.


Angel James : This doesn't solve the problem .... what about those people who don't want to travel ?? ... they just needed a quick fix ?? .... not everyone can spare a few days for a cruise....


Devil James : HORRRR!!!!! you tiko pek !!.... you are the quick fix kind... !!!


Angel James : No.!! No!! No!!.... i don't mean me... i mean there's bound to be people...


Devil James : HORRRRRRRR!!!!... you dirty old man you.... HoooorRRRRR!!!


Angel James : Fuck you la...


Devil James : The Angel is against the idea of shifting everything off shore....



James : Errr..... orh....




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So.... errr.... any investors ??? ...






This post is purely for entertainment purpose. To be read when you are taking a dump and when you run out of stuff to read. 















Friday, 27 October 2017

My devious plan to impregnate my sister in law



This is a work of fiction.

Illustrations used are taken off the web


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I harbour a fantasy for my sister in law from the very first time I lay eyes on her.

My sister in law Rene is very different from my spunky and outgoing wife, Peggy.
While Peggy is fun loving and sporty, Rene is more quiet and demure.

You could see her gentleness in her every move. The way she gently sip her tea, the sweet smile when she says hi, and that twinkle in her eyes when she is laughing at a joke.

Rene is the kind of girl you would love to bring home to your parents. She is generous with physical attention in a nice way too. Not too touchy that you think she is flirting with you, but just the right amount to show you that she cares.



There was once I worked till 3am in the morning on the dining table and when Rene came out for water, she would come over, peer into my screen and give me a gentle squeeze on my shoulder before leaning on me with her forearm like a teacher supervising a student’s work.


Rene : Still long way to go ?

James : Almost there….

I would pause as I listened to Rene sip her warm water and smell the fragrance that came with her presence. That alluring smell of rose which came with the moisturiser she used.

Rene : Rest early James…

James : I will…. Night…


That gentleness of her voice sounded almost hypnotic in the wee hours of the morning.

I would look at the hourglass figure of her body as she head up the stairs back to her room.

Rene is 3 years older than my wife and just a year older than me but age is just a figure. Looking at the 2 sisters side by side, many people would mistake Rene to be the younger sibling.


I don’t blame them. The girls are blessed with naturally good looks and smooth complexion

Both Peggy and Rene’s figures are about the same, fitting nicely into the profile that I like.


Slim and proportionate height with a decent pair of breast. They are both 1.6m in height and I guess their weight would not be that far off either at about 46-47kg.

Both the sisters are blessed with naturally long and toned legs. Let’s not forget their feet. My god, those nice and delicious toes, I lost count of the number of times I sucked on my wife’s toes as I fucked her on our bed.

If only I could do the same for Rene. Those cute colourful manicured toes.



Living in the same house was truly a dream come true for me. My in laws were pretty well to do and the family house has 6 rooms. With them taking up the one on the ground floor due to their age, I share the 2nd floor with my brother and sister in law.

Like a typical working family, we leave home at work in the morning and everyone would be back about 7.30pm for dinner, most of the time anyway.


There will be days when I would deliberately take a day off work, wait for everyone in the family to leave before heading back again.

No prizes for guessing what I was up to.

It was always a Thursday. Why ?

That’s because it’s just past the middle of the week. I know Rene always do her laundry either on Thursday or Friday. This meant I would have access to her worn clothes and lingerie from Monday to Wednesday.


I’m talking about bras, panties, leggings, gym gear, pyjamas, sleep shorts so short that you would not think about stepping out of your room in them. All of them sitting neatly in a pile in her laundry basket in her bathroom.


If I’m lucky, there would be panty hose as well.

So what did I do ? Sniff her worn lingerie, masturbate myself with her worn clothes ? Those were just elementary stuff, stuff for beginners.


I did everything you could imagine and some, and that includes putting on her work bra and panty just for kicks.

I even slipped on her panty hose and leggings once.

Plastering my face into her sleep shirts and pyjamas were just appetisers. I would pull one of her workout socks into my erected dick, suck onto the other sweat infused pair, slip my feet into one of her worn leggings or panty hose, drape a couple of her worn sports bra over my head and face just to fully indulge my senses with Rene’s scent.



I would go for her heels, licking up the sides and nooks where her soles rested for the entire work day.
Her tops that she wore for her yoga, or pilates, I used them to wipe myself down so I can feel her sweat on my body.


This was the level of infatuation I had with Rene. The forbidden fruit I could never take a bite out of because of who she is.

My sister in law.

Worn clothes aside, I went through her wardrobe and I found her stash of sex toys. I was nothing fantastic really, compared to what my wife Peggy had. Just a small lipstick size vibrator.

I knew it was being used regularly because the batteries were changed every couple of months.


Life is good on general.

A hot and pretty wife at home.

A equally hot sister in law to fantasies about.

What more could I ask for ?


My relationship with my brother in law Dave is good too. We are like a couple of old army buddies. The occasional beer at the patio, catch a game or 2 on TV. We head out for couple dates once in a while as well.

Life goes on as usual as the days pass, my sexual appetite is well satisfied by my wife and the occasional indulgence in Rene’s clothes and my own fantasies.

We were married 1.5 years apart so starting a family was not a matter or urgency for us since we were only in our late 20s.

Peggy and I decided to try for a child in 2012 2 years after our wedding and we got it at the first attempt.

Since Peggy is the younger sibling, this inevitably put a bit of pressure on Rene to get pregnant too.


However luck don’t seem to be on Dave and Rene’s side.

They kept trying but it simply did not happen.


In 2015, Peggy and I welcomed the 2nd child into our family, that’s was when things started to get a little tensed between Dave and Rene.

My brother and sister in law got married in late 2008, and it’s been a dry spell for them ever since they started trying.


Now because of my sneaky habit of snooping around, I know my sister in law has been pretty active in the attempt.

She kept a detailed diary in her drawer of her menustration and ovulation dates.

I also came across their medical reports, they went for checkups and all the she bang. Rene is perfectly fine just that Dave’s sperm is a little low on the count. It’s nothing serious, just need to watch his diet and eat some vitamins.


Still, it did not happen.

With my knowledge of Rene’s ovulation dates, I would know when are the nights when Dave and Rene would be having sex. I would see Dave hurrying to finish dinner before rushing up to the room.

He would be done with the deed before coming down for a glass of water whereas Rene would remain in her room for a while longer. It was always this routine, it got so predictable to the point that I could see it became sort of a chore for Dave.

I found an opportunity to have a drink with him on a weekend evening and he admitted that it’s becoming a bit tiring.


Dave:  It’s…. I don’t know… very mechanical…. I’m not enjoying it anymore….

James ; Relax…. You guys are still young… don’t stress yourself out…


Dave laughed as he sipped his beer.


Dave : Easy for you to say la James… you marksman…. Knn… shoot already will kena… haha…

James : haha.. no la… I’m just lucky…. I’m sure your turn will come soon….


Dave just smile without saying anything.


I offered to grab more drinks from the kitchen and I walked back in, passing by my elder daughter who was running around the house with her soft toy. My wife Peggy was carrying the younger sibling chasing after her.

I grabbed the drinks and when I turned around to head back out, I noticed something.

My wife Peggy was bending down attending to my elder child with her body facing Dave.

Since we’re at home, Peggy did not think much of putting on a loose top.

I could see it clearly.


The loose top dropped enough to expose her breast directly in Dave’s line of sight. My brother in law froze with his eyes plastered onto Peggy.

My wife was too occupied with trying to get some random biscuit crumbs out from my daughter that she did not realised what was happening.

It went on for almost 20 seconds before Dave looked away and I quickly stepped back into the shadows.


What the fuck was happening ?


My heart was beating really fast as I forced myself to calm down.

I brought the beer back out into the yard and continued my drinks and chit chat with Dave as the helper and my wife fussed and played with the kids.

The commotion drew our attention and it was then I noticed Dave looking at Peggy.

I decided to test water a little and made a passing remark.


James : I was expecting Peggy to put on a lot of weight after giving birth you know… but… wah…. She like…. Immediately slim down within 3 months…. It’s like nothing happened man… haha…

Dave took a couple of seconds to react before adding that it’s probably due to our active lifestyle and all.


James : Well… taking care of the kids is tiring … well… I’m glad she looks the same….

Then I leaned forward a little and lowered my voice.


James ; But her breast….got bigger and fuller… heee hee….

I gave Dave a mischievous grin and I could see the change in his expression as his eyes drifted over to Peggy before looking away quickly.

Dave : aiyah… woman…. Pregnant…. All will be like that… breast feeding mah… hahah…


James : I’m sure Rene would too when your turn comes…

Dave smiled and did not say a word.

Now that encounter made me realise something.

A fundamental fact that I overlooked all this while.


I can’t be the only one with a sister in law fantasy.


If I had been thinking about fucking Rene all this while, Dave would probably be thinking about doing the same thing to Peggy.

I could use this to my advantage.


What if I could make it happen ? What would I be willing to sacrifice on my end if I could fuck Rene ?


I looked at my wife who just came out of the shower in her white singlet and no bra. She looked amazing, every sexier than before after becoming a mother.

There were no stretch marks at all. Her breast are full and supple, her legs still tone and sexy.


She got into bed beside me and I bent over to kiss her.

James : Kids sleeping already ??


Peggy : Yeap… thank god… can rest early tonight…. Until the next feed at least….

After my wife slept, I did something unthinkable.


I started to think about the possibilities.

I already fathered 2 kids.

So what if the 3rd isn’t mine ?

So what if the 3rd belonged to Dave ? There’s a chance it might not happen too.


What if.

What if I have the chance to impregnate my sister in law’s virgin womb.

To plant my seed deep inside her ovaries.

To watch her belly swell slowly every day knowing it was my seed inside her.

Isn’t this what I always wanted ?

To ejaculate my semen inside her cunt and let my sperm do the rest of the work.


The thought of it gave me a high. A sexual high like never before.

There is only a problem.

How ?


How can I have sex raw with Rene without her knowing ?

And if Dave really has a thing for Peggy, how can I let him raw my wife without her knowing either.

Perhaps Dave could do it thinking Peggy is Rene ?


I massaged my head and I slapped myself a couple of times.



Don’t be crazy.

It’s not possible.

It’s not possible unless……  


Unless all 3 of them did not know what was happening.


The thought of it took root in my brain and i was slowly being consumed by it.



I wrote down and went through countless scenarios but none would work. There is always a road block somewhere when i tried to visualise the plan rolling out.



Then one day when something hit me.


It came out of the blue.


I was surfing through my social media feeds when i saw a picture of my sister in law pop up.



There she was, lying on a hammock during a short weekend trip with her old school mates.



The idea came just like that.


I sat up, feeling the erection in my groin as i looked at the body of my sister in law.



That pair of slim legs, the slender waist.



I immediately came to the conclusion that she would definitely look hotter when she's pregnant.


With my seed of course.



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Thursday, 19 October 2017

A different perspective

I frequent a few other blogs for stories as well and i wrote a short piece after reading one from Melissa who blogs at roughorders.blogspot.


She wrote the original piece from the girl’s perspective  and I did one from the guy’s point of
view. If you have subscribe to the mailing list or have bought something from the platform before 18/10/17, you should already have a copy in your mailbox.



Did this piece in late July when I was corresponding with her, and yes, she has read it too.

The original piece she wrote is here http://roughorders.blogspot.sg/2016/02/unlucky.html


All credits for the story line goes to Melissa.



Pretty sure thoughts like this have gone through your head when you are back after a night of drinking.


What do you do when you see a tipsy girl staggering around in her Cheongsum and high heels having a smoke ?

You're tipsy too, and some emotions are just so hard to control.


Now, since we are all law abiding citizens, it is unthinkable for us to do anything more than try to borrow a light and strike up a conversation but let's be honest.


That's not what you really want.



So......... What ever you want to do..... do it in your head..... tell no one.








I'm sure many of you are curious how Melissa look like in real life.


Hiak Hiak Hiak Hiak......................................... *rubs hand in glee*



I satisfied my curiosity a while ago and i'm not disappointed.

To all who has read Melissa's work, i assure you. If you see how she looks, you would definitely wish you could do what she has written on her blog to her.


Oh.


She's really flexible with her body.


Really really..... flexible....


Really.


Talk to her, be nice.


Who knows, it might be your lucky day.






James.


PS : Sorry for the impending flood of messages to your Kik Melissa.... haha.... Time to update that blog of yours...









Friday, 6 October 2017

Manipulating my wife to sleep with other men

Note : This is a work of fiction written with materials i collected from a few blog followers. I take no responsibility should you decide to execute the same scheme to manipulate your wife into sleeping with another man.

**partly inspired by a real scheme contributed by a blog follower **


If you are not matured enough to handle content of this nature, please stay away.

This piece is for all the husbands who love their wives, in their own unique way.



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Hi everyone, my name is Randy and I have a confession to make.


I don’t know when I started having fantasies and fetishes like this.

It just appeared out of the blue one day.

If you asked me years ago when I was dating my wife and in the early days of our marriage about something like this, I would say you are mad.

Who in their right mind would want their wife to sleep with another man ?


It’s crazy right ?

As the years past, and our relationship and bond got stronger and more matured, I started to have fantasises like this. Fantasises that I find it hard to control. It started with a random thought when my wife bumped into her ex-boyfriend along the street.

I’m not jealous or anything, he’s already married with kids and all but the random thought just floated into my mind.

How did he fuck my wife back then when she was his girlfriend ?


They got together in university and the both stayed at the dorms. You don’t need to be a genius to know the amount of kinky stuff tertiary students get up to. I had my share of fun back in my younger days and it never bothered me that my wife was not a virgin.


I’m not one either.

However that brief moment of meeting left a strong impression in my head. Although it was a casual hi and bye between friends, I could not shake the image from my head.

I would picture my wife Yumin on her knees, giving a blowjob to her boyfriend.

I would picture her getting on the bed, removing her shirt and bra while her boyfriend sucks on her tits.


Images of them making love, perspiring and panting away on a creaky bed would fill my mind sometimes in the middle of the day.

I shook them off despite the raging hard on it gave me. How can I have an erection picturing my wife with another man ?

The more I think about it, the more aroused I get.


I remembered the first time I masturbated with a scenario like this.

Closing my eyes, I would imagine me hiding behind a cupboard, peeping at my wife and her ex-boyfriend as they fucked each other, grunting and panting in their dorm.

My god, that was the first time in my life I came within a couple of minutes of stroking. I was so aroused and turned on that 30 minutes after I came, I needed to wank myself off again. That feeling was so strong that I find it impossible to resist.

Usually after masturbating myself off a couple of times, my mind would get a little more rationale.

I would brush aside thoughts of my fantasy and life goes back to normal.

Sex life with my wife is great, we work out regularly, we have no kids and despite our busy work schedule, we still fuck at least twice a week.


My wife Yumin is a god send.

She is the sweet girl next door you would love to bring home to your parents. Very down to earth and simple girl. She takes good care of me and holds a middle management position in a large organisation.


Standing at 1.6m, Yumin is just 7cm shorter than me. We look good together and there was no lack of suitors for Yumin. There are always men going after her, when we were dating, she would still receive flowers and gifts from potential suitors.

Even after we are married, there would still be men trying their luck with Yumin.

Am I worried ? Never.

I trust her.

Yumin is not someone to be easily swayed by honeyed words and gifts. I know she loves me very much and we don’t keep any secrets from each other.

She would tell me about her suitors and even asked me for suggestions on how to reject them nicely. This is despite them knowing she was already married.

Yumin : We still work together ok…. Got to be diplomatic when it comes to situations like this…. Hahah…

She would always laugh it off, although I know she’s secretly happy that men still look at her.


Or rather, men still lust at her.

How do I know that you say ?

Well, when we were fucking, Yumin would sometimes tease me to fuck her harder and satisfy her.

Yumin : Other men are lining up you know….. lusting after me…. ergnnhh… ernghh !!!

My wife is all prim and proper outside the bedroom, but once she is in the mood, she can really be a slut. Pushing the right buttons and whispering the right words by my ears to spur me on.

We have no plans to start a family yet, still in our late 20s, we felt there’s still some time for us to enjoy some time alone.


With such a strong bond, good sex life, a beautiful and graceful wife, why would I want to  share her ?  

I can’t explain why either but that sexual urge is strong.

I would look at her all dressed up in her body hugging dress getting ready for work and picture her being groped on our crowded trains.

I would imagine her being pressed down on the meeting table at work while her boss forces his cock into her vagina.

I would even think of my wife being taken by a group of construction workers at a work site, mud, grime and all.


Still, I kept all these to myself for over a period of close to a year.


This secret slowly festered and grow inside me.

The fantasy just kept growing and growing.

I knew this was something she would never agree to, swinging, wife exchange and all.


That’s just not her.

I tried introducing this as a role play during sex but she felt it was a little weird and it didn’t take off.

And the fetish continued to grow inside me.

What started as a small bug, eventually grew to a sickness.

Then it started spreading till it became a plague and started infecting my mind.


I knew it was bad when I could no longer hold an erection without fantasizing my wife getting pounded by another man. Even when we were fucking each other, I would close my eyes and pretend it was someone else fucking my wife and cumming inside her.

I knew it was useless to try and talk to Yumin about my fetish, I know her too well. She would not agree to doing stuff like this. She loved me, she would not do anything to hurt me.


I thought I was doomed to live out the rest of my life supressing my fetish in my head until I came across a blog.

An online blog written and maintained by someone who calls himself James.


He writes about a lot of stuff including some wife sharing stories.

I immediately write him a mail.

He replied.

I wrote him again.

He replied me again.


I told him my situation.

He asked me why don’t I nudge my wife along a little. I met up with him for coffee and dove into the discussion right away.


Randy : How James ? How do I nudge her along ?

James : I’ll help you….


Randy  : Are you sure it can be done ? Have you done it before ?

James : Yes…. Sometimes you cannot wait for situations to happen in life…. You have to engineer them…..

With that, James looked around the empty café before taking out his ipad. The lock screen was a picture of him and his wife Louisa, on their wedding day. They look good and his wife is hot. I would definitely fuck her.


What he opened next blew me away.

It was a video.

A video of his wife looking at the camera. Beads of perspiration peppered her forehead as she frowned before gasping and moaning.


Then the camera zoomed out and I gasped, covering my mouth as I looked around the café to make sure no one was around.

His wife was being fucked while another man was playing with her breast.


Randy : Is this real ??

James : Of course…. We only did it once though….. just to tick off the bucket list….

Randy : She agreed to it ?


James : Not readily….. as I said…. you have to make it happen…. Sitting in your chair, dreaming and praying for it to happen, the odds are near to nil…..


Randy  : Can you teach me ?

James : Sure… but I will not be responsible for what happens to your relationship after it happens….


Randy : I understand….


I asked James about the process of what he did and he slowly laid it out for me. I was struck with excitement as I listened to his scheming plan. It’s absolutely brilliant.

I have an erection just thinking about it.

Randy : but…. But what if…. What if I don’t want it to be a one off thing….

James : what ?


Randy  : I want it to happen again and again…. But I still want my wife to love me….can it be done ? 

James leaned back and thought about what I just said.

James : of course....

I took out my phone and showed James a picture of my wife , I don’t know why but my erection got harder as I looked at the way he visually strip my wife’s clothes in his mind.


Randy : James…. would you….. like to be the man…

James looked up in surprise before nodding his head.


James : It would be an honour…..

Randy : Are you sure it can be done ??


James smiled confidently and replied.


James : I’m James…. what can’t I do ?



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I felt invigorated after meeting up with James.

He seemed confident about pulling this entire plan off.

We chatted further and he laid out the overview for me, changing my perspective about the matter immediately.

James : You cannot expect this to happen overnight…… not next week…. Not next month…. Maybe not even next year….


Randy  :Why ??

James explained that the 1st encounter is the most important.


James : It would make or break the whole relationship and lifestyle…..


He explained that this is a matter of planning and precise engineering. With some manipulation along the way.


The more he spoke, the higher my excitement level. I could almost picture it happening in my mind.

James explained that we are playing a long game, one that will stretch over a period of easily a year, maybe more.



James : you have to be reasonable in the timeframe….take it slow…. Gently ease in the idea…. I will teach you how to do it…. It’s the same way I managed to convince my wife….

Randy : Ok… ok sure…. Of course…


James : No one likes to have something force upon them, especially something as foreign and ….. and…… unique…. Like what you have in mind….. so you have to slowly introduce it…. Let it sink in and take root…..

James told to me start by first compiling a detailed profile of my wife.



James : I know she’s your wife…. But trust me…. there is still a lot you do not know about her….. things that never concerned you before is now important…. Everything insignificant is now important.

He gave me a list of things to take note.

How does my wife talk to other men ? Both in person and through the phone.


How does she reply messages on her phone ? Is there a difference in the way she does it to say, a colleague she kinda of enjoy working together, and one that she don’t.

James went on and I started to take down what he said on my phone.


It was amazing.


He really opened up my eyes and mind.

James : get all these information…. And we will analyse it together…..



Having the information is just one part of the plan, James and I knew that eventually we would want to create an opportunity for all parties to meet when the time is ripe.


James : We have to play it as we go along….. she might not like me, she might like me…. there’s always a chance of her not wanting to do it with me even though she agreed to try it out for your sake….but not to worry….. take it slow and if we know all about her likes and dislikes…. We will create a character for her….

Randy : What do you mean ?




James : I will become the character that she like…. And one that most likely would be able to sleep with her….

Randy : How ?


James : Her likes, dislikes…. All these information…. We would have before hand….

James wanted me to discreetly find out about Yumin’s taste in man aside from her husband of course.

He asked me to drop hints every now and then.



James ; Don’t be obvious and say things like , hey… that guy is good looking… you want to fuck someone like that ??? you wife would probably slap you…

Randy : hahahha.. she just might….


James : Do it subtly….use reverse psychology…… say something like…..



“ Why do people dress like this nowadays ? “

James : Use it to describe someone say you see in a shopping mall…. Someone you think your wife might like….or take a second look….. we are all humans….. we like to look at things and people that are pleasing to the eye….. woman included….


Randy : Ok… and then…




James : Choose different types of man…… the Korean skinny boyish kind…. The large gym going type…. the ah beng…..basically just try and get a reply from her….this is what I did….

Randy : How did your wife react ?




James : She would reply me of course… just like any conversation between husband and wife…. And we would discuss their dressing style and stuff…. From there…. As her husband, I’m sure you can slowly draw a picture of what kind of man she likes…..


I nodded as I took notes.

James explained that it could be someone on the opposite of the spectrum as who she choose as her husband, or it could be someone very similar to me as well. It all depends on Yumin and what is in her mind.

Women have their own fantasies, and they usually keep to themselves.



James : She might like the uncouth ah-beng she remembered as the bad boy back in her school days…. Maybe she would fantasized getting fucked by him but these are secrets you would never know…. Because women,,,,, they don’t tell things like this….. not to their husbands…..

I get what James was trying to tell me as my fingers tapped away on the phone.



I have enough instructions from him to start collating the information.


We agreed and set a date to meet in a month time to analyse the information I gathered.

James : Can I have a picture of your wife…. ?

Randy ; Sure… sure… let me find a nice one….


I wanted to find a nice revealing photo of my wife when I realised there was none. In fact I don’t remember the last time she wore a short skirt or something revealing. In the end I settled for some shots we took when we were on holiday.


It was definitely sweet enough for James to have naughty thoughts about Yumin.

Looking at him grin at the photos of my wife gave me an erection.











I hope whatever his plan is, we can pull it off. 



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(18500 words,144 pages)
One of the longest standalone series i did.



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Be the lead in your own erotic stories

Something new a blog visitor suggested.

I thought it's a nice idea, so i'm testing it out with "Manipulating my wife to sleep with other men"



For those who have gotten this, i've updated the gumroad link with the word document. 



You can change the name of the male lead from 'Randy' to your own name. For Eg, Haojie . 

Change the name of the wife from 'Yumin' to your real wife's name too. 


It's a few simple step. 


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Step 2 : 




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Repeat with wife's name. 


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Send it to your wife and pray she doesn't slap you. 



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If response is good, i'll start putting up for other stories. Perhaps you can PDF your own piece with you and your girl's name for a night of erotic reading. 



Imagine you are Jude in the hunger games. Hiak Hiak Hiak.....







James.





Playing with my friend's bride to be

*This is a work of fiction. Model in Picture is above 25 years of age. Photographer is her husband. I bought this set some time ago together with the same batch used in “blackmailing the JC student”. I have their permission to use it for this piece. Sexy and suggestive poses including a few video files will be used for this piece. No nudes*

Some additional photos taken off the net for illustration purpose

Please play the 6 video files only when prompted in the story for maximum effect. 



I took the photo below from my friend’s wedding blog where he happily detailed every step of his big day. From getting the make up artist, to choosing a gown right to the very actual day of his wedding.




I’m not very close to Anson actually, the only reason I visit his facebook often was to look at pictures of his girlfriend, Jasmine.

Admit it, you do that too.


Secretly clicking on your friend’s profile just to look at that hot babe by his side, maybe picturing yourself in bed with her. Well, it’s normal I guess. A lot of guys I know do that.


Anson was a old school mate of mind and although we were facebook friends, we were not close enough to meet up for drinks or for catching up. We past each other in town a couple of times and it was always a smile, a quick hi with a nod of our head before going on own way.


Anson got in touch with me on facebook one day because I work for a credit company. I know what you are thinking, that I’m some fucking loan shark but that is not true.

We do vehicle loans, a lot of our clients are actually construction companies. They use us for their trucks, cement mixers and stuff. We also provide car loans, personal credit, the usual stuff.


My boss is a cautious man and the company’s rule of thumb is we don’t lend to desperados. Before we approve any loans, the person in charge would need to do quite a bit of checks and due diligence, especially when it comes to personal loans.

You can imagine the surprise I got when Anson approached me over facebook to ask me out for a chat. He did briefly mention that he needed a loan to tide himself over till after the wedding. I did not think much of it and we met up.


My heart beat faster when I saw Anson at the café with his wife to be Jasmine.

She is really a trophy wife to have.

Seeing her in person made me realised how much better she looked in real life compare to photos.

Several other café patrons were also staring at her, looking at her legs, the way he flip flops dangle off her feet, the way her smooth tanned thighs crossed over, creating a tight wedge of her denim shorts that looked a size too small.

We shook hands and Jasmine stood up to get me a drink, leaving Anson and me to talk. When she turned, I saw the visible spill of her firm butt cheeks peeking at me from the bottom of her shorts.

Blood rushed to my cock as I quickly looked away and sat down, pretending to adjust the small stool.


Anson  : James… so glad you can meet us… I have some questions…. And perhaps some business for you hahaha….

James ; Sure.. sure… go on… fire away….


Well, Anson wanted a loan obviously and he just wanted to run some questions by me before formally approaching the company. He needed a loan of 15k for a period of 3 months.

Anson : It’s nothing really… just that with the wedding prep coming up…. Things are tight… once we get all the red packet…. I will repay immediately….

Well, I told Anson that we would do the usual credit checks and all as part of the procedures and I could see he was getting a little uncomfortable.

Anson : The thing is this…. You know… we… maxed out quite a few cards…. So now we are just paying the minimum every month……but.. but… but…. We know once the red packets are tallied… we can clear all one shot….

James : Oh…. Ermmm…

Jasmine : James….don’t worry… we will definitely pay up…. We have 60 tables… and I’m expecting at least 200 in red packet each on average…. More than enough…. Haha…

I smiled and tried to think of a nice way to put it across to them when Anson said that they miscalculated their budgeting and after paying the downpayment for a resale flat, the cash flow issue became a bit of a problem.


Anson : We’ve borrowed from our family already and we don’t want to trouble them anymore…. So we were hoping you can help a little …. 15k is good… but… but if you can do 20k,,, that would be for the best…


James : ermm… ok…. There are paper work that needs to be done and procedures….


Jasmine cut in at this point asking if there was anyway I can help to make things a little smoother.


Jasmine : You get a commission too right… It’s a quick and short loan…. Just 3 months….dates are all booked already…. Confirm plus chope one…. Can help us on this ??

I must have looked pretty reluctant when Anson brought up the possibility of Jasmine not being able to have the wedding setting she dreamt off.

Anson  : Dear… maybe if you ditch the imported tulips from Holland, we can make do with just 10k ?...... or….or…. that extra designer gown from another boutique….

Jasmine frowned and she don’t look too pleased.

Jasmine : dear… it’s a once in a life time thing…..we only get to do it once…. I don’t want to settle for less…. And besides…. We can afford it…. It’s just that stupid resale flat…. If not for that owner who kept saying he wants to sell to another buyer, we won’t be emptying our account to pay the downpayment….. and we won’t need to max out the cards….


I looked away and sipped my coffee as the 2 of them went on with a bit of bickering.

5 minutes later, it was clear Jasmine was not backing down from what she wanted.


Jasmine : I don’t care…. This is our wedding….our big day… either we do it right… or we don’t do it at all….

I could see Anson getting a little pissed with Jasmine as well.

Anson excused himself to the washroom and I hurried to finish up my drink.

Jasmine was tapping away on her phone with a frown on her head.

Several café patrons were staring at us, Anson and Jasmine were not exactly being subtle with their argument too.


I stole a few quick glance at Jasmine.

Her figure is solid. I know from her facebook photos that she likes to swim and she loves the outdoors. I can’t see much since I was not her friend, those that I could see were the ones that Anson were in.

I was hit suddenly with a crazy idea.

Something that I was pretty sure I’m out of my mind to even think off.


Having work for my boss long enough, I knew he would not be too eager to dispense out the loan to Anson and Jasmine.

However, I have the money.

My personal money.


What if, what if I can lend the money to them on a personal basis ?


What if I can lend it to Jasmine ?

This only questions is, what will I get in return ?

My heart thumped faster as I looked at how tight Jasmine’s t-shirt was, hugging her full breast.

I looked towards the bathroom direction, there were no signs of Anson.


Looking back at Jasmine, I hesitated for a moment before I decided to make my move.


James : Jasmine…ermm..

Jasmine : yah ??

I pretended to look a little hesitant before saying what I wanted to say.


James : Actually… to be honest… I don’t think my office will approve your loans…. But… but….


Jasmine : Can you help ?? please ?? … we are really out of options here….


James : I have… contacts…. You know… being in the line I’m in…. you can still get the money… but…. Not through proper channels…..if you get what I mean…


Jasmine’s eyes widened before turning back to check if Anson was out from the bathroom.

Jasmine : What do you mean ?? Loansharks ?? are you mad ??

James : No.. no… haha… of course not….it’s….ermm… complicated…but… you can get your money…. if… if they can get some….erm….collateral… or…or.. something in return…


Jasmine blinked a few times at me, unsure of what to say.


Jasmine : errr….. i… I hope you’re not saying I have to sleep for the money right ?? haha..err…

I laughed and shook my head.

James : of course not….haha.. of course not…


It’s common sense people. You make a crazy proposal like that, who in their right mind would agree ?

If I tell Jasmine to sleep with me for the loan, she might just slap me on the spot.

Of course not.


It’s not going to be that simple.

The main thing here would be to lay a trap.

Like sprinkling a trail of crumbs, you slowly lead the prey towards the snare.


James : Ok.. the thing is… I don’t think Anson would even consider this… so I’m not going to bring it up… but if you are keen….give me a call…. I’ll set you up with them….

I gave Jasmine my name card and she took a picture of it.


Jasmine : but… what do I have to do … ?? .. I’m not doing anything sexual ok…. Haha.. don’t sell me to some kidnapper ah…

James : haha… no la… don’t be crazy… it’s hard for me to explain… it’s still a hush hush thing in Singapore actually…. so unless you are keen… we should not even go into it….think about it ok… you will get the loan in tranches….. increasing amounts….ermm…base on the time invested…. Something like that…. no need to sleep with anyone hahaha… … unless you want to haha…

Jasmine : Tsk !... crazy ah…

she threw a napkin at me and asked me don’t be silly.

Right about then Anson came back and we spoke for a while longer before wrapping up the conversation.

James : I’ll still do a check for you guys brother… but no promises ok….not a formal application… but I’ll see if I can pull some strings and move things along…


Anson : Thanks man… thank you…

I shook Anson and Jasmine’s hand and left the café.


I did not get a message from Jasmine over the weekend and right when I was about to give up hope on Monday afternoon, she called me.

Jasmine called me.


Jasmine : James…..about the alternative…. You… you sure….. don’t need to sleep around right….. ??

My heart skipped a beat as I tried my best to compose myself.

James : like I said… unless you want to… if not… don’t need…..

There was a moment of silence on the phone before Jasmine asked me what does she have to do.

James : Give me your email…. I’ll send you the details…

Jasmine : I’ll message you….


James : Ok…


I wanted to punch my fist into the air after hanging up as I waited for Jasmine’s email address to come through.

I got it and I told her I will speak to the contacts and let her know the details by that evening.


It was still not a done deal.

It was a gamble.

I don’t expect her to agree to it actually.

I don’t expect her to even reply me after reading the mail I wanted to send her.

I don’t expect a lot from Jasmine, and I really don’t expect to get much other than a kick out of my attempt to play with her.


Most of all, I did not expect her to invite me to her place in broad daylight when Anson is working.




I also did not expect to be in the same lift with her at such close proximity.



And I never would expect for Jasmine to let me do this.







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*This is a work of fiction. Model in Picture is above 25 years of age. Photographer is her husband. I bought this set some time ago together with the same batch used in “blackmailing the JC student”. I have their permission to use it for this piece. Sexy and suggestive poses including a few video files will be used for this piece. No nudes*