Coffee break! …
… and here’s the continuation from last night …
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Part 9 – Stockings [cont’d]
Hazel wriggled out of her pants, giving me a good view of her perky butt. She was wearing a nice white cotton thong. The contours of her firm butt cheeks were accentuated by the cutting of the garment - it made her butt cheeks look fuller and rounder.
Hazel folded her pants neatly and placed it on the bench beside her, before sitting down on the bench. She kept her legs opened offering me a clear view between. The thong barely covered her pubic area. Hazel unwrapped the packaging, took out one of the stockings and rolled it up. She placed one foot on the bench to slip it onto her toes. Then with her leg pointed, she slowly and sensuously rolled the stocking up her calf, pass her knee to her thigh. Her legs parted further as she adjusted the stocking. I traced the length of her leg and focused on the valley between her legs. There was already a wet patch at the bottom of her thong, turning it translucent. I could roughly make out the outlines of her pussy through the damp fabric. Hazel then repeated the same steps with the other stocking.
Hazel: So you like the show? (she grinned)
Me: Nice … (I moved over and kissed her) … Very sexy … It turns me on incredibly …
We frenched. At the same time, I unbuttoned Hazel’s blouse, revealing the nice cleavage that was pushed up by her matching bra. I found her bra’s buckle at the front and unclipped it, releasing its load. Cupping her breasts, I loved to feel the weight of the two wobbly globes in my hands – the feeling was so nice and relieves stress for me. I took them one at a time into my mouth, kissing and sucking on her tits.
While still latched on to her boobs, I slid the tips of my fingers up her legs to her butt sensuously. The nylon felt smooth, but I told Hazel that her skin felt even smoother. She was pleased. I repeated what I did, this time on the inner side of her legs.
Hazel: (horny look) now that’s turning me on …
She moaned softly as I tickled her inner thigh and flicked her clit through her thong, making her twitch on the bench. I then pulled the strip of cloth to one side, buried my face into her pussy and probed two fingers into her. After re-initiating her sex life, Hazel’s pussy has since become more accustomed to my invasions. She moaned at the intense stimulation from my tongue and finger actions. Hazel threw her head back and arched her body.
“Ahh …” Hazel reached her climax and couldn’t help letting out a loud moan. Her legs clamped my head uncontrollably.
As there wasn’t much left of our lunch time, we had to be quick. Hazel eagerly unbuckled my belt and unzipped me. She then pulled down my pants and briefs in one go. Seeing that my bro was still half asleep, she latched on to it and sucked it hard. My bro woke up immediately and hardened in her mouth. Satisfied with her instant achievement, she pulled my bro out of her mouth. Hazel then slipped her thong off and propped her feet up on the bench. She spread her legs wide open in the shape of a letter “M”. The labia of her pussy opened like a freshly bloomed flower, moist with honey, exposing the pinkish tender flesh within. It was an open invitation for me.
Hazel: (in a lustful tone) Come in, darling.
My bro wasted no time to dive in. Hazel closed her eyes and held her breath as her pussy was penetrated.
Hazel: Mmm … Feels so good … don’t cum inside, k darling?
Me: Don’t worry … I won’t.
I pounded her as hard as I could without making too much noise. Then I wanted to do something different.
Me: Get up, dear, and lean on the bench. (I signaled her to bend over.)
Obediently, Hazel got on her feet, turned her back to me and bent down, leaning her arms and elbows on the bench. Her boobs hanged from her chest like succulent fruits. She kept her legs straight, slightly apart, and arched her back such that her ass was pointing up high in the air. Both her front and back holes were fully exposed to me. I got down and licked her, from her clit, up her slit, all the way to her asshole and back down to her clit again, several times. Hazel squealed when my tongue circled her asshole.
Hazel: Darling, don’t … It’s dirty … Mmm … (but she obviously enjoyed the new sensation)
But I didn’t care. Anyway I didn’t smell or taste anything funny at her asshole, so I believed it was just psychological on her part. I just continued to paint her whole groin area until she couldn’t take it anymore and her legs grew weak. At the same time, my hands were groping her dangling melons.
Hazel: Darling, come in. (she wriggled her butt and look at me with a lustful look on her face)
Me: Beg me. (I suddenly had the urge to dominate her)
Hazel: Please darling, please come in … I need you inside me … Pleeeeease? (she sounded desperate)
Me: ok … Good girl … Here you go …
I entered Hazel standing and started pumping her hard. Sounds of our flesh slapping echoed through the changing room. Had anyone walked in at this moment, he would have definitely heard us.
I pressed a thumb on her asshole, but didn’t poke into it, as I knew Hazel wasn’t ready for anal sex yet. But the additional pressure on her asshole, as if it was going to be violated, made her feel very vulnerable and it sent tingly vibes between her legs. Soon, her legs buckled under an intense orgasm. I held her butt up and continued pumping hard. A climax was also building up in my crotch.
Me: Cumming liao …
Hazel: In my mouth quick … (I was surprised as I was prepared to shoot onto the floor)
I immediately pulled my bro out of Hazel’s pussy and put it into her mouth. She sucked and stroked my bro fast. She sealed her mouth tightly around my dickhead and sucked really hard as I came, milking every bit of cum out of my bro. Not a single drop of cum dripped out of her mouth. She swallowed it all, and then licked up the last drop of cum that oozed out at the tip of my bro
Me: Wah … I wasn’t expecting you to make me cum in your mouth, dear …but I love it (kissing her mouth and tasting my own cum)
Hazel: Glad you liked it, darling … (she smiled sweetly) … Actually it’s just that I didn’t want to risk making a mess on our clothes and this place … so the neatest way is in my mouth lor …
Me: Clever girl … love you for that (pecked her on her lips again)
We cleaned and dressed up and hurried back to our office. And guess what, we didn’t exceed our lunch hour … ha ha. Our colleagues didn’t notice anything amiss, though I thought we both appeared a little flushed, as if we had really hit the gym.
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That’s all for this lunch time quickie (ya, very quick 2 parts only). Although there were other lunch quickies betwen Hazel and me, esp in my car. But those were less interesting (standard stuff), shall not bore you guys with those.
Let me know if you want me to continue with another romp with Hazel, in a different setting …
Thanks for the support and points, Bros. Gam sia, gam sia … Someone has also rated this thread - thanks, its very encouraging.
I also noticed that I got 1 power now, ha. I’ll be returning the favour to the Bros who have upped my points earlier when I get the chance.
Here’s the next part. This was another memorable episode with Hazel. I can remember the date for this one very clearly … 24 Dec 2007 - Christmas Eve.
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Part 10 - Merry Christmas …
It was the festive season in 2007. But the festive mood that year was significantly dampened by the financial crisis and the looming economic downturn. With only a week to go to Christmas, like many others, I was doing my last minute shopping for gifts. The thing at the top of my mind was to get a nice gift for Hazel. I couldn’t think of anything to get her as she already has everything she needed, and she could well afford most of the things that she wants.
As I walked down the pedestrian mall, I recalled there was this adult lifestyle shop nearby, where I had bought some stuff from previously. The shop was situated in an older, not so popular, office / retail building and it was quite discrete (some fellow samsters may be able to guess where this shop is – I won’t advertise for them here). It has been some time since I last shopped there and wondered if it was still around. So I decided to just check it out.
As I came up to the shop, I was glad to see it still in operation and it hadn’t changed at all. The entrance to the shop was draped with vertical blinds to obscure the view from outside. Once inside, I saw shelves and racks of adult toys and accessories that lined the shop. I was browsing around when I suddenly thought of a gift idea for Hazel. I reckon that, apart from me, a vibrator would be useful for Hazel to take care of her sexual needs.
With the help of a very nice shop assistant (a good looking SYT … I was actually tempted to try picking her up, but didn’t cos there was another customer in the shop), I picked a very discrete looking bullet vibrator disguised as a lipstick. It looked small but it packed quite a punch when turned on to max power.
Pleased with my find, I went on to complete my shopping list. As the packaging for the vibrator looked crap, I got a nice gift box from Centrepoint. This kinky present would definitely give Hazel a surprise, I thought, and I would present it to her over dinner.
I had earlier asked Hazel out for dinner that Christmas. She couldn’t commit a date as she had intended to reserve one of the evenings (i.e.on X’mas eve or X’mas day) for her husband, and said I could have the other. The problem was her husband hasn’t confirmed yet. So I made reservations for both evenings. However, it turned out that Hazel’s husband had to entertain his overseas client who had come to town, so he won’t be spending Christmas with Hazel at all. Although Hazel wasn’t pleased about this at all, it was excellent news to me, as it meant I would have Hazel’s company for dinner on Christmas Eve - goodie!.
On the evening of Christmas Eve, I drove to pick Hazel up from her place. She wore a nice one-piece, silvery-grey halter top dress. Hazel always looked good in halter tops as they accentuated her slender neck and shoulders. The dress was bare-backed and it had a slit in the front that went up almost to her panties. So as she walked towards my car I could catch glimpses of her flawless legs that seemed to run endlessly up into her dress. The satin dress also hugged Hazel’s body, revealing it’s every curve, most notably those of her perky butt. My bro immediately woke up in my pants.
Hazel: Hi darling. Waited long? (she sat into the car)
Me: No … Just arrived … Wow! You look gorgeous, dear…
Hazel: Thanks darling.
It was hard not to stare at Hazel’s legs, as the slit of her dress had opened up when she sat down, revealing the whole length of her flawless legs, and she made no effort to conceal them. She wasn’t wearing any stockings that night, yet her legs were smooth as silk. I placed my hand on her thigh and bent over wanting to kiss her.
Hazel: (put a finger on my lips to stop my advance) Let’s go first mah, darling … don’t want neighbours to see … (pouted her lips) … you can do as you please later … I’m all yours for the rest of this evening, ok? … (she smiled sweetly)
I was very pleased to hear that.
[To be continued …]
Here’s the continuation … needed some time to write this part …
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Part 11 - Merry Christmas … [cont’d]
With one hand on her thigh for most of the trip, I drove us to the top of Mount Faber and we dined al fresco at one of the restaurants. The food was alright but what mattered more was I had Hazel for company. As we dug into our desserts, I presented the nicely wrapped gift to Hazel.
Hazel: Hey, I thought we agreed not to get presents for each other? (she was upset cos she didn’t bring me a gift)
Me: I know, I know … Now don’t get upset … Just open it and take a look … It’s a surprise …
Hazel carefully opened the gift wrap and slid the box out. She then opened the box. There was a bewildered look on her face as she didn’t not knowing what to make of the content.
Hazel: What’s this?
Me: It’s a vibrator (I smiled)
Hazel: (burst out laughing) Why are you giving me a vibrator?
Hazel said that a tad too loud. The guests at the next table probably heard and looked our way.
Hazel: (embarrassed and lowered her voice) This is probably the strangest Christmas gift I have ever received. (we laughed, reducing the awkwardness somewhat)
But after hearing my explanation on why I had chose the gift, Hazel said I was very sweet and thoughtful.
Hazel: This may sound silly … but I have the impression that vibrators are much bigger than this.
Me: (I laughed at her ignorance) Let me explain … the big ones that you are referring to are meant to be put inside … erm … you know … whereas the smaller ones, like this one, are more for stimulating the clitoris.
Hazel: (look enlightened) oic … so pai seh that me as a woman have to find out about vibrators from a guy … (we laughed again)
Hazel: I like the present darling, but there’s just one problem … I’ve never used one of these before … and I don’t really know how to use it leh … (she blushed)
Me: (gave her a cheekysmile) I can always give you lessons on how to use this. First lesson can give you discount …
Hazel laughed again and pinched my cheek for being cheeky. She then happily put the vibrator back into the box and kept it in her handbag.
After dinner, we took a stroll along one of the quiet paths on Mount Faber, enjoying the evening breeze and the night view over Harbour Front. We came to a rather a secluded corner obscured by vegetation and settled down on the bench. We chatted happily enjoying each other’s company. After a while Hazel took out the vibrator to fiddle with the controls. She was amazed and excited by the vibration generated by the small gadget.
Hazel: Didn’t you say you’d teach me how to use this thing?
Me: No problem … I’ll show you
I sat Hazel down on me, straddling my legs, and hugged her from behind. I took the vibrator from her and set the intensity to low.
Me: Since you’ve never used a vibrator before, I suggest you should start with a lower intensity, as the intensity might just shock you. You can turn up the power once you’re more used to it.
I then reached inside her dress and spread her legs wide with mine. Hazel didn’t resist, and trusted me to do whatever to her as I pleased. I first slid the tip of the vibrator up and down along her slit on the outside of her G-string to tease her. My other hand slipped inside her halter top to caress her breasts gently. Hazel wasn‘t wearing a bra, but her nipples were taped. Her “nipple-less“ breasts felt great to hold and squeeze. She responded almost immediately by forming a wet patch on her G-string. My fingers located her clit and I turned the vibrator on, pressing it lightly onto the clit through the fabric. She squealed and twitched. She grabbed my arms as she tried to get used to the intense sensation. I took away the vibrator and asked her to relax. After she settled down, I again moved the vibrator up and down and around her pussy, teasing her, before putting the vibrator back on her clit again. I repeated this until she started to get used to the sensation.
Hazel: It feels very shiok … Very nice
I then used one hand to pull her G-string taut so that the fabric pressed onto her pussy and again pressed the vibrator onto her clit, but harder this time. She writhed in my arms and moaned softly as I upped the intensity of the vibrator gradually. Soon I had maxed out the intensity dial and she was in heaven. Wanting to tease her, I suddenly removed the vibrator from her clit.
Hazel: Mmm … So bad you … Don’t stop mah… (she was almost angry at me for stopping)
Me: ok … but you’ll have to return the favour afterwards hor …
Hazel: (in desperation) OK! OK! … Just continue please … (she’d say yes to anything under this situation)
So I pulled her G-string to one side to expose her pussy and I wetted the vibrator with her flowing love juice. I moved the vibrator up from her lovehole to circle her clit. She was once again in ecstasy. I then inserted two fingers into her pussy. Her vagina walls gripped my fingers as I fingered her. Shortly after, Hazel started leaning her weight heavily onto me.
Hazel: Hold it there … Don’t move it … (she grabbed my hand tight to hold the vibrator in position)
She was going to climax and her body stiffened. Within a matter of seconds, Hazel let out a loud moan and pushed the vibrator away. She was trembling and tried to close her legs together, clamping on my legs. Her eyes were closed tightly and her whole body in ecstasy. Hazel was in another world, and I felt a sense of achievement for bringing her to that state.
Hazel just laid back on me, totally wasted. She never thought she could get such an intense orgasm this way. She kissed me deeply after she recovered and composed herself.
Hazel: That was really amazing … (her eyes beamed with delight)
Me: Now that you’ve had your fun, what about me?
Hazel: (held my face in her hands and frenched me) This place is not very conducive … Is there somewhere more comfortable that we can go?
I agreed, the pesky mosquitoes were beginning to irritate me.
Me: Let’s get outta here then.
I took Hazel’s hand and headed back to the car …
[To be continued…]
Glad you liked the idea, bro AD69 … have fun this ‘coming’ Christmas …
Here’s the continuation.
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Part 12 - Merry Christmas … [cont’d]
I started driving but I didn’t really have a good idea of where to go. My original plan was to bring Hazel for a car ride, then probably settle down somewhere secluded for a car rocking session. But at the last minute, I decided against it. I believed both of us were in the mood for a nice, long session, and the car just wasn’t the most conducive place for that. It was already too late to book a hotel room by then, and it would be futile to attempt it on Christmas Eve.
Me: How about going to my place?
Hazel: (her face beamed) You mean your new place? … Ya, of course!
So I steered my car in the direction towards home. I had recently moved out of my parent’s place, and I rented a place somewhere at the city fringe to stay on my own. The place was still in a bit of a mess as I wasn’t done unpacking the boxes yet, but at least there’s a comfortable bed.
Reaching my place, I showed Hazel around. She loved the view at the balcony, looking towards the city, and she didn’t mind the mess at all.
Then Hazel asked to use the bathroom. I directed her to the one attached to my bedroom, as the common toilet was not equipped yet (i.e. no toilet paper). I then went to the kitchen to take out a bottle of red wine and a couple of glasses, and plunked myself on the sofa in the living room, contemplating how I should bonk Hazel that night.
Well, Hazel had her own ideas. She came out from the room wearing only a men’s shirt. She must have taken one of mine from my wardrobe. The length of the shirt barely covered the top of her long legs. The buttons of the shirt were left undone, and the shirt opened up in the front, covering only half of her boobs. The curves of her boobs, showing through the gap, were very alluring. She had already removed her nipple-tapes as her nipples were clearly protruding behind the light fabric. The dark triangular bush between her legs was also in full view. It was a real turn on and I almost spilled wine on myself at the sight of this.
Hazel came over, straddled me on the sofa and we frenched. My hands were all over her body under the shirt. She was damn hot and sexy. (Recalling this scene now still makes me want to PCC right away!)
Hazel: (broke our kiss) Merry Christmas, darling … Hope you like your present …
Me: This is the best present ever!
Hazel: There’s more … for your eyes only …
With that, Hazel got off and sat down on another sofa seat facing mine. She then opened her legs wide, propping her legs up on the arms of the seat. She used her fingers to rub her clit, putting up an erotic masturbation show for me. She moaned loudly, as if she was acting in a Japanese AV. But I could tell she wasn’t just faking it for me as juice flowed endlessly from her honey pot.
Hazel then took out the vibrator I gave her and turned it on to full power. She spread her pussy lips with two fingers and pressed the vibrator on her clit. She then slipped a finger into herself. Hazel moaned and purred even louder now. I hoped the neighbours wouldn’t hear, but I guess I couldn’t care less at that moment even if they did. I was extremely turned on by watching Hazel masturbating herself. My bro was begging for some action. In no time, I stripped off all my clothes and moved over to Hazel, with my bro pointing straight at her face. As her hands were still busy with the vibrator and fingering herself, I climbed onto the sofa and put my bro on her lips. She automatically opened her mouth and engulfed my bro, sucking hard. My bro desperately needed a good rub, so I held her head in my hands and just humped her mouth. Hazel maintained a strong suction on my bro as I pumped her face. This act turned out to be very erotic for Hazel as well and she came shortly, with my bro still throbbing in her mouth.
I took out my bro and carried Hazel into my bedroom, onto the bed. Hazel was weak and limp from the orgasm. I turned Hazel on her tummy and propped pillows below her so that her butt was pointing up in the air. I capped myself and entered her from behind and started pumping her. My hands groped her butt cheeks, squeezing them with each pump stroke. It wasn’t long before Hazel also moved her butt to match my humping. Soon, Hazel was grabbing the bed sheet and screaming into the pillow. With a few more pumps, Hazel came, and I too unloaded inside her shortly after. We then cuddled up, enjoying the afterglow of sex and the intimacy.
Me: Stay for the night, dear …
Hazel: You know I can’t, darling …
Me: I know … It’s just my wishful thinking … Anyway, thanks dear … You’ve just fulfilled one of my long time favourite fantasies tonight…
Hazel: (very pleased) Really? … I’m glad you enjoyed it …
It was getting late. I wanted to bonk Hazel one more time before she goes, but she said her pussy was too sore and sensitive from all the stimulation already. Instead, Hazel suggested we go to the balcony to relax. She wanted to enjoy the view of the city lights again. I obliged.
We sat naked on a rattan chair at the balcony, sipping wine. Hazel sat on my lap, cuddling me. We didn’t have to worry about anyone seeing us as my unit was on a high floor and the balcony doesn’t face any other units. Hazel was sort of sitting on my bro, which became active again after a while. Hazel could feel my bro nudging her butt. Without me asking, she slipped down and knelt on the floor between my legs and gave me another BJ. I came in her mouth in less than 10 minutes. Hazel kept all my cum in her mouth (which wasn’t a lot I believe, cos 2nd round already) and then she drank it down with some red wine.
Since we started having sex, CIM has become a regular part of our routine. Hazel said it gave her a sense of satisfaction to be able to make me cum in her mouth, as she had never achieved it with her husband. And since it’s enjoyable, no mess (thus no cleaning up required), so why not. I couldn’t agree more.
When it’s time for Hazel to go, I reluctantly sent her home around midnight, before her husband returned. We had a very Merry Christmas indeed.
Thanks for the encouragement and points, Bros.
Actually, there is sort of a continuation from the previous part and here it is …
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Part 13 - … and a Happy New Year!
Early next morning on Christmas Day, I got an unexpected SMS from Hazel. Now, Hazel and I had agreed not to send non-work SMSs and emails to each other for fear that someone (be it her husband or our colleagues) might just pick it up by chance, which we’ll be screwed for good if that were to happen. So I was surprised to receive one from Hazel. Her SMS read -
Hazel: (text) I’m so pissed … He (i.e. husband) just told me tt he’ll be flying China tmr … bk only next yr … but I just took the wk off to spend time w him … so irritating!!!
She must have been really unhappy and needed to let off steam.
Me: (texted back) Dun be upset lah … can spend time w me instead lor … ur pseudo-husband … LOL …
Hazel: (text) u r 100 times better than him!
Hazel and I did spend more time together during the Christmas week, although I still had to work that week (someone still has to man the office, right?). But it’s not all about sex though. We just enjoyed each other’s company. Hazel even stayed over at my place one of the nights, during which she prepared dinner and helped me to unpack my stuff, as if she’s really the mistress of the house.
During the week, one of my buddies called. He had booked a room in Ritz-Carlton on New Year’s Eve for his whole family, but someone in his family was hospitalized and they won’t be able to enjoy the stay. So he urged me to take over the room from him. It wasn’t cheap, but I accepted his offer, thinking of spending a night with Hazel there. Hazel was thrilled when I asked her to stay a night with me at Ritz-Carlton, as she hasn’t stayed there before.
On New Year’s Eve, I picked Hazel up after my work at around noon (Hazel didn’t cancel her leave) and we went merrily to the hotel together. I checked us in and I was pleased to see that we were allocated a room on one of the highest floors. Hazel looked around the room happily once we entered. The room was really big as it was a Junior Suite, with a living area and a bedroom. The big, almost full length, window in the living area offered a panoramic view of the Marina Bay. We had the same view from the bedroom as well. But the most fantastic feature of the room was its marble tiled bathroom with a large tub that comes with a view towards the Singapore Flyer through one of the hexagonal shaped windows. The Flyer was near completion then and I wondered if the construction workers on the Flyer could see us if we made love in the tub. That’s something that I definitely intended to do later.
After settling down, we headed to Marina Square for lunch and grabbed some snacks, chips and a bottle of wine, so that we didn’t have to leave the room for the rest of the day. We wasted no time and headed back to the room quickly after that.
Once back in the room, I turned on the tap in the tub to let the warm water run, and emptied a whole bottle of shower foam into the tub to let it lather for a bubble bath. Hazel was fiddling with the remotes to play some light music on the stereo. I came up to her and hugged her from behind.
Me: (kissed her neck) Our bath is ready, my dear.
Hazel: I got say I want to bath together with you meh?
Me: Oh … like that ah … then I bathe myself lo … (pretending to head for the bathroom myself)
Hazel: Hey … so bad you … (slapped my butt for being naughty)
I laughed and hugged Hazel, kissing her. Hazel was wearing a simple black wrap dress, tied at the waist with a thick ribbon. I slowly untied the ribbon and opened up her dress. Hazel just let the dress slip off her shoulders onto the floor. She was left in a matching set of black lacy lingerie. The bra had some embroidery that cleverly concealed the “critical points”, leaving much of the breasts exposed through the sheer fabric. The panties, made of the same material, were even more revealing, concealing practically nothing. That’s when I noticed something different about Hazel that day.
Me: Are my eyes playing tricks on me or have you shaved?
Hazel: (she laughed, glad that I noticed) Why don’t you take a closer look for yourself?
Hazel said that with a naughty look that I’ve seen many times before, whenever she’s up to something kinky. I removed her bra and got down to slip off her panties. Indeed, her dark bush was no longer there and her pussy looked like a pre-pubacent girl’s. I ran my hand up her legs to her pussy touching her skin there. It was smooth as a baby’s skin.
Me: You did more than just shave, right?
Hazel: So clever … I went for a brazilian wax … a couple of days back, after I left your place.
Me: Wah, so brave … Pain or not?
Hazel: Pain like hell … Now still feels a bit tender down there … But I think it’s worth it lah … Now it’s so smooth and nice … You like?
Me: Of course!
I started kissing and licking her hairless pussy. Hazel parted her legs a little more to give me better access, her pussy was already starting to drip. I quickly stripped and led Hazel into the tub. Hazel stroked my bro in the water, while I fingered her pussy and fondled her boobs. Then, I asked Hazel to get on all fours in the tub and I entered her doggy-style. The sounds of our flesh slapping and water splashing filled the room. I didn’t bother to lower the blinds, which added to the thrill. Just as the sensations were building up, I had to pull my bro out, cos no cap yet. We washed the foams off our body and quickly plunged into the soft King-sized bed. We did a 69 and I made her cum with my tongue.
Then we turned over. I capped myself and entered her missionary. She reached for her handbag on the side table and took out the vibrator that I gave her for Christmas. She pressed it onto her clit, while I pumped her hard. The result was wave after wave of orgasm for Hazel, until she could no longer take it. Her pussy’s constant squeezing on my bro also caused me to climax in a short time.
We enjoyed each other for the rest of the day. We also went for a spa massage together and took a dip in the pool after that. I had asked Hazel to bring swimwear along for this stay. She surprised me with a white bikini … *whistle* … very sexy … especially after she climbed out of the pool. I was sure the hotel staff manning the pool (who was obviously watching us) had nosebleeding when he saw that.
Come evening, Marina Bay was beautifully lit. We could in fact watch the live New Year celebration that was staged on the platform in the bay. Hazel and I just chilled and watched the New Year variety programmes on TV, cuddled up in bed naked. It was about 30 minutes to midnight, when I had an idea and shared it with Hazel. I asked Hazel if she’d like to make love while watching fireworks. She got real excited and said the idea sounded quite romantic.
So we jumped out of bed and got into action. We stood at the full length window and I placed Hazel’s hands on it, leaning her on the glass. I had kept the lights in the room on, so if anyone had a bino and looked our way, he could see us in action. I then parted Hazel’s legs a little, pulled her butt back and buried my whole face into her crack. Her pussy was more sensitive than ever, now that she had it waxed. Her sweet juice was just dripping into my mouth endlessly. Hazel’s moaning were audible over the loud music and cheers from the celebration at the bay.
“It’s 5 more minutes to the new year, ladies and gentlemen!” one of the MCs of the show declared.
I capped my bro and plunged it into Hazel. She was already dripping wet, so I had no trouble entering her. Even then, she gasped due to the sudden intrusion. I pumped away as the countdown to the New Year started.
“5 … 4 … 3 … 2 … 1 … HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!”
Beautiful flashes of lights in all colours erupted above the waters of the bay, lighting up the night sky, and prompting me to pump Hazel as hard and as fast as I could possibly go.
Hazel: This … Ahh… is so … Ahh… beautiful … Mmm… Ahh… Don’t stop, darling … Don’t … Ahh…
In the midst of the fireworks display, Hazel came. Her legs buckled and she knelt onto the floor, still leaning herself against the glass. I didn’t slow down as I too was on the verge of my climax. With a loud grunt, I pumped Hazel roughly like a beast, pushing the whole length of my bro in and out, ravaging her pussy. Hazel screamed, clawing her fingers on the glass. The sensation in my crotch finally reached its peak and a different kind of fireworks erupted inside Hazel. My balls ached as it squeezed every remaining drop of cum out of them.
We were both too shacked to move and just lied down on the carpet. I held Hazel tight from behind in a spoon position, with my bro still throbbing inside her.
Hazel: (turned her head to kiss me) Happy New Year, darling … this is really very romantic …
Me: Happy New Year, dear … (I kissed Hazel back, holding her tight)
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Hi Bros, I’ll wrap up the story between Hazel and me with this final installment. Honestly, although there are many more episodes with Hazel, the rest of my rendezvous with her are less interesting than what I’ve posted here already. Furthermore, I’ve just been assigned a big project which I’m supposed to lead, so I foresee no night no day for the next one month or so. However, the good thing is I will have a young lady colleague (fresh grad) ‘working under me’ … woohoo! … Let’s see how things go … muahahaha …
Finally, thanks to all the Bros for the encouraging words and points … I hope you guys have enjoyed reading this story as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it … I may come back to update this thread if anything more kinky and raunchy happens between Hazel and me …
So I suppose this is where I say “That’s all Folks!” …
Thanks for the encouraging words, Bros. Glad you liked the story. Frankly, I’m not much of a storyteller nor writer. I merely tried to recall as much of the wonderful times I had with Hazel as I could, and putting them down in words. I’ll be back to update this thread or start a new one if I have anything interesting to share.
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Originally Posted by
LustF_ck
Cant wait for the last part, dont take too long
Bro LustF_ck - Part 13 is the last part … at least for now …
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Originally Posted by
Glen2712
Don’t we all love Christmas, Bro Mike_JustDoIt!
Bro Glen2712 - Yes, we sure do. But I love the Christmas of 2007 most!! …
Merry Christmas in advance to all! …
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Zakanara0312
BTW, are you still with Hazel now?
IF, I mean IF, one day, Hazel & her husband were to divorce, will you marry her?
Glad you’ve enjoyed the story, Bro.
Yes, my relationship with Hazel has remained status quo all this while … good colleagues, closest friends and of course FBs …
I’ve also given serious thought before about asking Hazel to leave her husband, who obviously don’t treasure her as much, and be with me. But I figured that doing so may cause her more pain and hurt, rather than joy. So to answer your question, depending on the situation then, I guess I’d probably marry Hazel in a heartbeat if she ever leaves her husband for me. For now, we are both happy with status quo …
Cheers!
Mike
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super4
no more story?
Ha … I’m somewhat surprised (and quite glad) that this thread is still being read …
Sorry Bro Super4, these are all the interesting stories I have to share about Hazel for now. The rest aren’t very special.
But, I am trying to plan something nice for Hazel & me for this coming year end (probably some time in Dec after I settle my project) … I’ll update this thread if I can pull off this plan, and hopefully something interesting happens … So wish me luck …
Hi everyone …
I mentioned in my previous post that I was planning something for Hazel and me, and that I’d be back to share about it here. Well, let’s just say I did manage to spend some really enjoyable time with her. But before I go into that, I’d like to share something quite exciting (at least to me it is) that happened recently by accident and totally unexpected.
I’ll be doing away with the part number stuff, as I don’t find it meaningful.
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The Accident
I was working late again one Friday night, and I was feeling damn sian about it. My head was buried in piles of files and documents inside our department meeting room - it’s the only place in my office with a big enough table for me to organise and sort out my stuff (I won’t mention the details of my work here). Everyone else in office had already left for the weekend. Well, at least that’s what I thought until Hazel popped her head into the meeting room.
Hazel: Hey Mike … I’m gonna pack some dinner back … You want me to get something for you?
Me: (surprised) Eh?? … I thought I’m the last person liao … How come you’re still here? … It’s Friday leh …
Looking at my watch, I realised it’s already 8 plus, coming to 9pm.
Hazel: Accompany you lor… (she smiled sweetly)
Me: Wah … so nice of you … (I was glad)
Hazel: Anyway, Adrian (i.e. husband) would be out entertaining all night … I go home also nobody there … So might as well stay to finish up some stuff … So, dinner for you?
Me: Ok … I can eat anything … In fact, you look delicious …Can I eat you? … (tongue in cheek)
Hazel: (chuckled) Nonsense … Is Macs Ok?
Me: Sure … Anything …
Hazel disappeared out the door and I went back to my work. It didn’t take long before Hazel returned with our fast food takeaway dinner. I put down my work and quickly started munching down my McSpicy and fries, while Hazel sat in the chair next to mine and took small lady-like bites out of her Fillet-O-Fish. This was the first time that day that I actually had a good look at Hazel. I didn’t get to see her much the whole day as we were both out and running around. Hazel looked attractive in her outfit - a grey one-piece body hugging dress. Her boobs and hips were obviously stretching the fabric, which accentuated her curves. The hemline covered less than half the length of her thighs, showing much of her loosely crossed legs. The dress also had a zip running down the entire length of its front. I’ve always felt that such dresses are very seductive - in a subtle way - as it was damn tempting to just reach over and pull the zip open … I guess it’s just me and my horny, perverted mind …
Just as I was admiring Hazel, she reached over to get some sauce from the paper bag and accidentally knocked my drink over. So one medium-sized cup of iced lemon tea toppled on the table and the lid, which I suppose wasn’t capped tightly enough, came off due to the impact. The cup landed right smack into my lap. The icey drink was spilled all over my pants and the carpeted floor.
Hazel: (frantically) Aiyo! … Sorry, sorry, sorry … clumsy me …
She quickly grabbed some serviettes and tried to dab the sweet drink off my pants. However, the damage was done. The front of my pants were soaked through, and even my underwear felt a little cold and damp.
Me: (coolly) It’s ok … Don’t worry about it … I’ll just go to the washroom to clean up …
So I went to the gents, took off my pants and rinsed it a little under the tap and started drying it under the hand dryer. After a while, Hazel popped her head in to check if I was alright.
Me: I’m ok … (still trying to dry the patch of dampness on my pants)
Hazel: Let me do this for you … I’m the cause of this trouble (sounded apologetic)
Hazel took my pants from me and I just stood by the toilet sink waiting. I felt a little awkward standing in my office toilet in just my shirt, tie and briefs, while Hazel continued to put my pants under the hand dryer.
Hazel: Looks like this is going to take a while … Why don’t you go back to the room first … There’s nobody else around now anyway … I’ll bring this to you when it’s dry …
Hazel insisted that I go, so I made a dash back to the meeting room. Hazel had already cleaned up the table and dumped most of the paper bags. Now I felt even more awkward sitting in the meeting room without my pants, but at the same time it was a little kinky. My bro started to put funny ideas into my big head. I couldn’t get anymore work done from then on.
After a while, Hazel returned with my pants.
Hazel: It’s still a little damp … I’ll just hang it here for a while … k? … (she draped my pants on the back of a chair) … Are you feeling cold? …
Me: Ya … a bit …
Actually, I wasn’t feeling cold at all, as the centralized air-con in the office had already been shut down for a while by then, but I wanted to score some sympathy points. Hazel came over to me and rubbed her hands on my thighs, as if to warm them up. This brought my bro to immediate attention. That was when Hazel noticed that my erected bro was making a tent out of my wet underwear.
Hazel: Oh … You poor thing … Your briefs are wet too … Is it uncomfortable? …
Me: Actually it is … But don’t worry about it lah … (trying to be cool about it)
Hazel: (sheepishly) You want to take it off? … I can dry it for you …
Me: Err … Ok … If you insist …
My head was already spinning in anticipation of how things would turn out this evening.
[To be continued …]
The Accident [cont’d]
Hazel knelt on the floor in front of me and helped me to slip my briefs off. My bro sprung out in excitement to meet her.
Hazel: Hello there … (she chuckled) … You must be feeling cold inside this (she hung my briefs on another chair) … Let’s warm you up a bit, shall we? …
Hazel cupped my bro with both hands and blew warm air into them, as if to them warm up on a cold day, and rubbed my bro.
Me: Mmm… That’s nice …
Then, without another word, Hazel slipped her mouth over my whole dick and took as much of it in as she could. She let my bro stay inside her mouth for a while, as she gently sucked on it, her tongue licking the underside of my shaft at the same time. I leaned back on my chair as I enjoyed the warm wet sensation on my bro. She then began bobbing her head up and down and she looked up at me with lust in her eyes. I smiled in appreciation.
Hazel: (got up and kissed me) I’ll go lock the door …
As Hazel flicked the lock on the door, the quick-thinking girl also dimmed the lights in the meeting room, just in case. The walls of the room were made of full length frosted glass, so no one could really look inside clearly, but one could surely see our silhouettes if the lights in the meeting room were left on.
By now, I had removed my shirt and tie. I stood there stark naked in the meeting room as Hazel walked up to me. She looked seductive in the pale bluish glow of the city lights, reflected into the room through the full length windows. We embraced and kissed deeply, our tongues dancing in each other’s mouths. Her hands zoomed in immediately on my bro and balls, fondling them. I was electrified by her gentle and very sensual touches. I tugged on her zip and pulled her dress open all the way down, revealing her matching black bra and thong. She relaxed a shoulders and the dress simply slipped off onto the floor.
I sat Hazel onto one end of the long meeting room table, and laid her down gently. I slipped my fingers under the waistband of her thong and she lifted her butt off the table, allowing me to take her thong off. I shifted her butt right to the edge of the table and spread her thighs wide open on the table. I then sat down on a chair and began to feast on her juicy honey pot. I brushed my face and my nose on the bristles of pubic hair that had grown since her last waxing. The familiar fragrance of Hazel’s wet pussy drove me crazy, like it always did. Hazel bit on her lips, trying not to moan too loudly, as my tongue made small circles on her vulva, then into her moist slit and up to her clit. My mouth then made a seal over her clit and sucked gently on it, while licking it vigorously. Hazel squirmed uncontrollably, as her body begged to be relieved from this torment and to attain the state of ecstasy. Her juice flowed like a leaking tap, dripping down her ass and off the edge of the table.
Hazel: Mmm … I need you so bad … Come in, darling …
Me: You safe today? (realising that I didn’t have any rubber with me)
Hazel: I can’t be sure … Just come in … Do anything you want …
Hazel had become sex crazy and she couldn’t think straight anymore. I pushed Hazel further in to the centre of the table and climbed onto it myself. I crouched over Hazel, pressing my body weight on her, and frenched her deeply. I held both her wrist firmly together with two hands behind her head. Her legs were spread wide open by mine. My bro was stiff as a rod and it was aiming directly at her wet lovehole. With a firm push of my hip, my bro began its slow penetration into the tight hole. Hazel held her breath. Her pussy contracted on my dickhead initially, but once it was in she relaxed and my whole shaft slid in without a hitch. Hazel then let out a long soft moan as I reached the deepest part of her.
Hazel: Ahh…
That was all that Hazel could say as I rocked and humped her on the table. It was a solid table. There wasn’t a creak from it despite the vigorous oscillating actions taking place on it.
I didn’t try to control as I knew we had to be quick. So within a few minutes, I felt my climax building.
Me: Cumming liao …
I took out my bro (yes, I was still clear minded enough not to shoot inside Hazel) and moved over to her face. She automatically took it into her mouth as I masturbated to cum. Instinctively, she took my rod from my hand and continued to stroke it fast, sucking on by bro’s head at the same time. Before long, I unloaded into her mouth with a loud grunt. Hazel gagged a bit, but as usual she swallowed it all.
Hazel: Wah … So much today … You how long never already?
Me: Since our last time lor… (she chuckled) … Sorry ah … I think you haven’t cum yet, right?
Hazel: It’s ok … I just needed to feel you inside me and I just needed a good rub … And thanks for not cumming inside … You’re such a dear (she kissed me)
Me: I promise I’ll make it up to you next time … K?
Hazel: K … (then sheepishly) Actually, I’ve started taking pills recently … But I’m not sure if it has taken effect … So I can’t be sure if it’s safe …
Me: You’re taking pills for me? (I was really touched) … You’re so nice to me, dear … (I hugged her and kissed her again)
We then got dressed - I didn’t care whether the pants were still damp or not - and packed up the room. I had to wipe the the long table thoroughly to make sure Hazel’s love juice - which was like a puddles on the table - were all cleaned up. We then happily went to Newton for supper before I sent her home just before midnight.
That’s all for what happened that night. Now let’s go back to the rendezvous that I had planned for Hazel and me, shall we?
[To be continued …]