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Worth every of my minutes to read through all the pages… Kudos to TS for your art of writing
Tension builder and emotion manipulator..u had done it to perfection.. Looking forward evryday for ur update!!!
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People, this should be model material for a textbook on how to write a sexy story and get everybody transfixed..
Damn good description….Bro Grouchycabi you can be a scriptwriter or an adult novelist
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chatlovers
TS,
Your story writing skill is absolutely wonderful…but at the same time speed has been a big concern…
You started this story in 2009 (15 Feb 2009) then went MIA and until today 20 May 2011, its been 2 years, 3 months and 5 days you have only been able to peek in bedroom and bathroom and touch croch band…hmmm.. with this speed I presume you might cross your teenage before ……
Well, I hope you learnt from chi ko pek. Look at him in just few days he touched and peeked at your aunty… I guess he had much better view than you ever had until today. And I wont be surprised if he went on to do something else before you…
Anyway, I cant do much except rewarding you my +4 points for your excellent writing skills but not for your speed. And wait for you to continue…
Thank you Bro Chatlovers for your precious Reputation points and valuable comments. With regard to Lao Chi Ko Pek, in fact, he did it in ONE day!
He touched and rubbed my auntie’s foot in the morning and in the evening, he peeked at her. As to whether he managed to get a good look, we will never know. Well, as to your comment that he had had a much better view of my auntie than me, you might have missed the part where I saw my uncle and my auntie in their room making love. So up to this stage, I had actually seen quite a lot already. But in life, the slow and steady usually wins the race, as you will find out in due course.
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I thought I heard my auntie said “Oh Dear.” I asked her whether there was anything wrong. She said yes, she had not brought in her bath towel. Would I be a dear to go and get it for her from her bag? My auntie did not sound too worried about it. In fact, from my static-filled mind, there seemed to be a smile in the voice. Certainly, I replied.
I ran up the steps into the longhouse, opened her bag, grabbed what appeared to be a big bath towel and went back out and walked right up to the bathroom door, which was now half open, holding the towel in front of me. The door swung further open and my auntie reached out to take it. She was smiling and as her hand moved towards it, the top of her body followed slightly, just enough so that the whole of one beautiful glistening white breast with brown nipple appeared. I sucked in an involuntary breath and felt the perspiration break out around my eyes. Then my auntie had taken it and was gone.
But the image of that gorgeous, fantastic round breast stayed before my eyes. My shorts, I realised, were standing out as though I was carrying a portable diving board inside them. And now the door was almost fully open.
I knew I only had to move a couple of feet to my left and I would be able to see right into the bathroom. Just a couple of feet. But I stayed rooted to the spot. What if my auntie was looking at the door? What if I moved and she closed it on me?! What if she did not realise what she had just shown me, what I had just seen with my own bloody eyes?
But what if I never had another chance? What if I was killed by a falling coconut or eaten by a tiger that night? I moved, and it seemed the sound of my slippers screamed in protest. But she did not look up.
She was there, half turned away from me, one leg on the stool which was placed beside the big water container. She was drying her leg with short vigorous strokes, looking intently at her slim white toes. Obviously she had not heard the sound of my shuffling feet. As she moved, one breast was exposed to me in profile and with each stroke, it jiggled and touched the top of her smooth knee. The nipple was pointed and brownish pink, or was it reddish-pink because of the light from the light bulb, or was this happening at all for Godsake? If she turned just slightly, she would have to see me. I had to move, get out of her line of vision, back behind the door.
The shuffling of my slippers shrieked again but I was safe now, out of sight, my hand in the pocket of my shorts squeezing my erection and at the same time desperately willing it away. But even from my new position, I could still see her through the space between the door and the jamb. If she came out and I was like this, I would have to turn away. Or maybe she wanted to see it, even hold it herself. No, no. I had to stop thinking about it, say something that would take my mind off it for a moment.
I found my voice and told my auntie that if she was done (as there was no more water splashing sound), I would get my clothes to bathe. She turned towards the voice. The towel was in front of her, moving slowly over her groin, her legs slightly apart. Oh yes, she said, she was done and was getting dressed and I should get my stuff. I wanted to yell and cry and run into the bathroom and grab her and touch her all over and run away and laugh and stroke myself till I blew it all out and take her in my arms and put my tongue in her ear and squeeze her round tits till she cried for it and get the hell out, all at once. I did not want her to get dressed, not now or ever.
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I found my voice and told my auntie that if she was done (as there was no more water splashing sound), I would get my clothes to bathe. She turned towards the voice. The towel was in front of her, moving slowly over her groin, her legs slightly apart. Oh yes, she said, she was done and was getting dressed and I should get my stuff. I wanted to yell and cry and run into the bathroom and grab her and touch her all over and run away and laugh and stroke myself till I blew it all out and take her in my arms and put my tongue in her ear and squeeze her round tits till she cried for it and get the hell out, all at once. I did not want her to get dressed, not now or ever.
But I did not.
I sprang up the steps into the longhouse, gathered my towel, Darling soap and my clothes and went back out again. My auntie had stepped out of the bathroom. She was wearing a silky pink pyjama top which I had seen her wearing previously in her house. It reached down to the middle of her thighs and she had left the top and bottom buttons undone. Beneath it she had on a pair of loose white shorts which were covered by the pyjama top, giving the impression that she was not wearing anything below. She smiled as she looked at me and thanked me for guarding her. She asked me whether I wanted her to stand guard for me but I said it was not necessary.
My auntie then made her way up the steps and I could not help leering at her white long legs as they disappeared into the longhouse. As I bathed, the image of my auntie’s sexy body and her gorgeous creamy round breast came back to me. Immediately, my dickie stood to attention. I started to rub myself and was about to yank myself off when I thought I heard a sound outside. I stopped and peered out. There was no one outside. Could it be the peeping Tom again? The thought of the Lao Chi Ko Pek peeping at my auntie earlier took away my lust and I stopped my masturbation. I finished up my bath, put on my t-shirt and PE shorts and went back into the longhouse.
The inside of the longhouse was slightly darker than the bathroom. My auntie had laid both the mattresses side by side and was standing on one of them. She had combed her hair and she was applying some cream onto her arms. Her perfume filled the longhouse and I felt a bit light-headed as I breathed it deeply. My auntie then bent down to applied the cream onto her smooth curvy legs. The movements of her hand over her long limbs were so sensual that my dickie started stirring again. A thought of exams flashed through my mind but it was instantly banished as my sexy auntie sank on to the mattress bottom first, and then drew her lovely long white legs after her, the thin pyjama top tucking itself under her and exposing her shorts. The bottom part of her shorts fell open and I thought I saw part of her pussy hair. Oh my goodness! My auntie was not wearing any panties. With an effort of will, I looked my auntie in the face, but there was nothing I could think of to say at that moment.
My auntie patted the mattress beside her and said, “Here, come and rest. You must be tired today.” “Yes, I am tired,” I said. Actually, tired was the last thing in the world I was.
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The inside of the longhouse was slightly darker than the bathroom. My auntie had laid both the mattresses side by side and was standing on one of them. She had combed her hair and she was applying some cream onto her arms. Her perfume filled the longhouse and I felt a bit light-headed as I breathed it deeply. My auntie then bent down to applied the cream onto her smooth curvy legs. The movements of her hand over her long limbs were so sensual that my dickie started stirring again. A thought of exams flashed through my mind but it was instantly banished as my sexy auntie sank on to the mattress bottom first, and then drew her lovely long white legs after her, the thin pyjama top tucking itself under her and exposing her shorts. The bottom part of her shorts fell open and I thought I saw part of her pussy hair. Oh my goodness! My auntie was not wearing any panties. With an effort of will, I looked my auntie in the face, but there was nothing I could think of to say at that moment.
My auntie patted the mattress beside her and said, “Here, come and rest. You must be tired today.” “Yes, I am tired,” I said. Actually, tired was the last thing in the world I was.
I took a deep breathe, got down onto the mattress, and leaned back towards the pillow but before my head reached it, my auntie had her arm out and my head came to rest on it. The arm moved slightly so that the back of my neck was resting on it. I swung my feet up but in doing so struck my auntie’s slim ankle, the one that was injured. “Ouch, that was painful.” I felt very bad and immediately sprang up to a sitting position. “Auntie, I am sorry, let me rub for you.” “Yes, but not too hard ok?” As my auntie said so, she lifted up her shapely white leg, stretched it and pointed her sexy toes at me. Her toes were so close to my face that I could smell her freshness and for a moment, I almost felt like opening my mouth to grab at her long slim sexy toes and suck them hard! That had been one of the things that I had fantasized doing to my auntie for a long time.
I took hold of her leg and immediately felt and enjoyed the smooth sensual touch of her flawless skin. I used one hand to slowly rub her injured ankle, with gentle forward and backward strokes. I admired the smoothness of the top of her foot, and the few green veins that bulged out looked so sexy. My auntie’s other leg was drawn up, the knee in a bent position. Her eyes were closed and she seemed to be enjoying my massage of her ankle. I found that as I moved her leg a bit, I could manoeuvre it in such a way that I could look into the gap of the bottom part of her shorts. As I rubbed her ankle, I nonchalantly adjusted her leg a bit, widening the gap in the process.
As I squinted my eyes, I could look straight into the gap and see her pussy! I could see her soft curly pussy hair, and in the shadows, glimpsed her pink pussy lips. My dickie hardened immediately, and rose up in my shorts like a fleshy lever. I glanced down and saw that the outline of my hard-on was very obvious. I hoped my auntie did not notice. Luckily, her eyes were still closed. I must have blushed, ashamed and embarrassed at getting a hard-on over my auntie again. That was real naughty, I knew, but all the more thrilling because of it.
In my excitement, I guessed I applied too much pressure onto my auntie’s slim ankle and she squirmed a bit, pulling her curvy leg back a bit and revealing even more of her pink pussy lips to me. I gaped at it, unable to conceal my fascination. It was one thing to see my auntie’s pussy from outside her room when she was making love with my uncle. It was totally another thing to be so close to it. My eyes bunged, my jaw must have dropped wide open, and beads of sweat started to dot my brow. My head spun. So much blood had rushed into the building of my enormous hard-on that my brain was starved for oxygen.
At this moment, my auntie moved and arched her back, thrusting her breasts out. My eyes shifted to the outline of her tits against her pyjama for a moment, and then dropped back onto her pink crotch. I noticed that a bit of glistening in the middle of her pussy slit. Why was my auntie’s pussy getting wet?
My dickie was pounding and pumping wildly in my shorts. I was so afraid that I was going to cream there and then. How embarrassing that would be! Suddenly, my auntie moved her left hand and scratched lightly at the sleek flesh of her inner thigh, raising the hem of her shorts a bit higher in the process. I could see her pussy lips rippling, and a bit more pearly juice oozed from her pussy slit.
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At this moment, my auntie moved and arched her back, thrusting her breasts out. My eyes shifted to the outline of her tits against her pyjama for a moment, and then dropped back onto her pink crotch. I noticed that a bit of glistening droplets had formed in the middle of her pussy slit. Why was my auntie’s pussy getting wet?
My dickie was pounding and pumping wildly in my shorts. I was so afraid that I was going to cream there and then. How embarrassing that would be! Suddenly, my auntie moved her left hand and scratched lightly at the sleek flesh of her inner thigh, raising the hem of her shorts a bit higher in the process. I could see her pussy lips rippling, and a bit more pearly juice oozed from her pussy slit.
“Slower,” my auntie said, “and not so hard.”
I looked at her foot that she was still pointing towards me. I eased up a little. “That’s it, that feels great,” she said in very relaxed voice. “Turn towards me, doing this sideways is not as good.” I turned and faced her. “That’s better, now I can see you.” I then realised that my auntie had opened her eyes. With that, she repositioned herself a little, moving a little closer so her left foot was touching my leg.
“You’re very good at this, it feels great.” As she said that, she leaned back and threw her head back slightly, half closed her eyes again, and really relaxed her body. I was still massaging her foot, and I repositioned myself, now sitting Indian style. She was still very quiet, letting out an occasional “mmm” as I worked her foot.
Suddenly, I felt her left foot start moving, rubbing, side to side on my leg. She wasn’t using a lot of pressure, just slightly moving, back and forth, back and forth. I was wearing shorts, and the feel of her white leg on my skin was very nice. “Mmm” she said again as she stretched her calf in the leg I was holding. “This feels so great.”
Without even thinking, I slowly moved my hands towards her toes. As soon as my fingers touched her bare toes, her left foot pushed harder against my leg. “Oh, mmmmm.” Her eyes had been closed earlier, now opened again as I rubbed my thumbs up and down her sole. My auntie looked me in the eye. She didn’t say anything; she just stared for a moment, gave me a quick smile, and closed her eyes again.
As I rubbed my palms all around her foot, fingers through the toes, I looked down and saw my dickie was as hard as a rock. It was straining to get released from my shorts. Suddenly, reality set in, that here I was rubbing a sexy silky smooth foot, and it was my auntie’s foot! I looked up at my auntie again. She must have sensed something. She looked me in the eyes again, and I thought there was a quick glimpse by her at my crotch area, and then she gave me the same reassuring smile as before.
“Keep going dear,” she said in a husky whisper.
I gave her a quick smile back, and began rubbing again. As I looked at her, and especially at her long white legs, I realized what an attractive woman my auntie was. She was 33 years old, but kept active and had a nice well-proportioned shapely body. Her black hair, flawless complexion and smoldering eyes accentuated her pretty face.
Her foot. As I looked down, I realized that not only did she have pretty feet, but also they were my type. From the pinky toe to the big toe, each one got slightly bigger and longer. They were slim and straight and her foot had a very high arch. The skin was smooth as can be, no wrinkles nor hair on the toes, heel, anywhere. No toe-jam. This is the perfect foot!
My rubbing and concentration intensified, as I was getting in synch with what areas caused a reaction in my auntie. She loved it when one by one I took a toe between my index finger and thumb. I had started at the base and pull up with just a touch of pressure. She moaned, no, she purred, as I did this to all five toes.
After what seemed like hours, I put her foot in my lap and picked up her other foot. As I did so, my auntie moaned softly, “Mmm,” and pressed her left foot into my leg.
Her right foot was so warm in my hands. I began to rub. As I pressed my thumbs into her heel, she sighed, then inched her left foot up my leg, and rested it over my crotch. As I rubbed, she moved her toes and I could feel them wriggling against my hardened hot rod. She rubbed up and down with just a little pressure for just about a minute. It felt incredible. It was the first time a foot had ever been that close to my dickie. She then relaxed her foot by resting it on my bare thigh. The feel of her warm smooth sole made my dickie feel even harder. I was so highly strung and far out then that I felt like exploding!
But I continued to rub my auntie’s right foot. To contain my excitement, I studied her foot and noticed that the sole was rosy red. Her warm smooth skin was the softest and most satiny thing I had ever felt.
Now was the time. I had been rubbing and massaging, and I needed to taste my auntie’s foot now. NOW! I had wanted to do this for a long long time. There had been countless nights where I had shot my load off to my fantasy of sucking my auntie’s toes, one by one, and licking her smooth foot all over and chewing her soft sole.
I slowly began lifting my auntie’s foot to my mouth. I glanced at her and her eyes were closed. She moved her other leg, causing her toes to rub a bit into my thigh, stiffening my rod even more. I had lifted her foot higher and it was right in front of my face now. I could smell the faint smell of her toes. Its pungency was very arousing. I leaned in, and inhaled. The faint odor made me even hotter. I inhaled again…. It was the sweetest smell in the world. I opened my mouth and moved closer to my auntie’s foot.
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oh fooking shit….
He is going to suck on the toes!!!!
Bro G.Cabi, by the way how old were you then har? 14?
Bro Bangster
15 years old.
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