Here’s what happened yesterday …
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Private Nurse … Special therapy [cont’d]
I literally hopped out of bed (which I was pretty much confined to the whole morning) when my door bell rang. I hopped my way to open the main door. Hazel looked nice and relaxed in her casual wear. She was simply wearing a plain white spaghetti strap top with a pair of kaki coloured berms. The outline of her strapless bra could be seen clearly under the light fabric. Her creamy cleavage was obviously flaunted above the low neckline.
Hazel: Hello darling! … (she held up two bags in her hands) … Lunch?
Me: Oh great … (pulled her into the house and kissed her) … I’m eating you for lunch …
Hazel: You’ll have to eat what I bought first … (she kissed me back) … you can ’eat’ whatever you like after that …
I set up the table, while Hazel disappeared into my room. She bought a spread of salads and western food (my favourite chicken chop) from a coffeeshop near my place. I settled into one of the chairs waiting for Hazel to join me.
Hazel emerged from my room 5 minutes later wearing a large T-shirt - one of mine - and nothing else. The T-shirt was oversized for her and it could just cover the top of her thighs. She has obviously removed her bra as her tits were visibly protruding. My bro woke up liao!
I gestured to Hazel to come to me. As she came within my reach, I grabbed her and pulled her onto my lap. She sat heavily on me, pressing on my hardened bro. She could definitely feel my stiff rod under her butt. I kissed Hazel deeply, slipping one hand between her thighs, moving it up to her pussy. I could feel the smooth, bare skin of her shaved pussy. She opened her legs a little, just enough for me to access the honey pot between them. She was already moist between her legs.
Me: Mmm … Just how I like it …
Hazel: I know … (she giggled as I continued to probe her below with my finger) … Hungry? …
Without waiting for a response, Hazel took a piece of french fries from the plate, put it between her lips and fed it to me with her mouth. We both bit into the food together, exchanging kisses at the same time. The fries felt hot in my mouth, but I felt even ‘hotter’ at another body part. Tingling sensations shot down from my lips to my groin. My bro felt so engorged that I thought it could explode any time. I could feel Hazel’s pussy becoming really wet by now.
Hazel: Let’s eat … You have me for the rest of the day …
Me: Really?
Hazel: Yup … I promised to give you a complete therapy … Never bluff you, ok …
Me: *muak* (kissed her) … Love you (I was pleased)
We dug in and chatted happily. I especially enjoy such lazy days, having a cosy meal with a loved one.
After the hearty meal, Hazel cleared up, while I settled down on the sofa. Hazel then snuggled up beside me with two glasses of ice lemon tea in her hands and passed one to me. Nice cold drink after lunch on a hot Saturday afternoon was such a simple pleasure.
While watching TV, Hazel rested her head on me, with my arms over her shoulder. I turned my head and kiss her on her forehead. My hands then started roaming Hazel’s body. Hazel’s hands were also not idling. They felt their way around my torso, teasing my nipples like how I would tease hers. Then she slipped one hand up my thigh into my shorts. I was wearing a pair of running shorts (those with very loose built-in briefs), so she easily reach in to access my bro and my balls. Hazel gently rolled my family jewels around in her palm and started a serious tongue fight with me. She pulled my bro down through one of the legs of the airy shorts and began pumping my rod inside.
Hazel: Think it’s time for your therapy … (she broke our kiss and smiled)
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Sleepy liao … think it’s my medication … continue tmr, k? … Zzz …
Thanks Bros rob_onny, wethon and viperf14 for responding … Now there’s at least some motivation to continue … Let me settle some work stuff first (*sigh* on MC still must work … It’s really a dog’s life), before I carry on writing … Will try to post the next part later today … I’m also hoping that my lovely private nurse wld come over again this evening … Hee hee
Private Nurse … Special therapy [cont’d]
Hazel: Think it’s time for your therapy … Now, where did we stop yesterday … (she pretended to think)
Me: I don’t remember leh … Maybe you can start over?
Hazel laughed and obliged, pulling my shorts off. She repeated exactly what she did the day before, licking my balls and sucking my bro. I leaned back into the sofa and closed my eyes to savour the heavenly feeling. Then, Hazel remembered something kinky that I mentioned to her before. She took a cube of ice and put it in her mouth, allowing it to melt a little. She then plugged my bro into her mouth again. I groaned at the sudden cold sensation, realising what she just did. Hazel rolled the ice cube around my dick with her tongue. She then took another ice cube in her hand and slid it around my balls. The coldness was numbing my skin and yet felt extremely stimulating. I really couldn’t take much more of this cold therapy.
Me: Let me eat you … (I begged)
Not wanting me to get up, Hazel instead stood up on the sofa facing me and spread her legs for me. I leaned my head back on the back of the sofa. Hazel gathered up the T-shirt to her waist and started grinding her shaved pussy on my face. I responded by lapping her up, giving special attention to her clit. Her juice flowed like a tap and my whole face was smeared with it. My hands groped her butt, burying my face into her crotch.
Hazel couldn’t take more than 5 min of this treatment and her knees buckled. She sat down on my lap, hugging me tight, frenching me again. She’s always so intense when she’s all fired up and it got me so hot as well.
My bro pressed up against her pussy, eager for some action. Without breaking our kiss, Hazel directed my rod to the entrance of her slippery lovehole and eased herself down onto it. My bro was once again in heaven. I pressed Hazel down hard as I shoved my rod as deep as I could into her.
Hazel: Mmmph… (she moaned into my mouth, then broke our kiss) … You ah … every time go so deep … No space already lah … (pinched my cheek playfully)
Me: I want you to have ALL of me mah…
Hazel: (she giggled) So naughty … (in a lustful tone) But I like it …
Hazel then started riding me. Her hair swayed and her soft melons jiggled up and down, as she bounced heavily on me. Every once in a while she would stop to catch her breath. I’d take those times to caress her boobs and tweaking her tits under the T-shirt.
I then got Hazel to turn around, facing away from me, and eased her back onto my bro again. Her legs were wide opened, straddling mine. From behind I could easily grope Hazel’s boobs and flick on her clit, while she did a slow rocking motion with her hips. At the same time, Hazel put one hand behind my head pulling gently on my hair as sensations begin to build up inside her again. Her other hand reached down and massaged my balls as she rode me slowly.
Then, a strong urge suddenly came over me to finish Hazel off. We slid off the sofa onto the floor and both got on our knees with me still inside her all the while. Hazel leaned on the coffee table for support, while I started humping away vigorously.
Sounds of our flesh slapping, moaning and groaning echoed throughout the room. In a few dozen strokes, we were both reaching our climax. I came first pumping my load into Hazel’s womb. But I continued until I felt Hazel’s body tense up, followed by a sudden quivering. Her pussy clamped onto my bro hard and I could see her anus contracting in quick repetitions.
After a short rest, I pulled out of Hazel. She was too weak to move and just rested her head on the coffee table. I sat back and enjoyed the view of her bottom. Hazel’s pussy was like a flower in full bloom. The pinkish petals were all opened up and her honey pot was still visibly contracting from the orgasm. With each contraction, some of my cum oozed out of the honey pot. The white viscous fluid dripped onto the floor, with sticky strands trailing.
It was at the spur of the moment that I leaned forward and started licking Hazel’s dripping honey pot again. It’s not the first time that I ate my own cum from Hazel’s pussy (well, if she can swallow my cum, surely I can too), but this time it felt extra erotic.
Hazel: Ahh… (my advancement caught her by surprise) … Awwooo … That’s so nice … Mmm … Darling … Mmm … Don’t stop, k? … Nggahh… sss … Mmm …
I lapped up Hazel’s pussy like a puppydog. Hazel twitched and squirmed, but I held her crotch firmly to my mouth. Hazel kept squeezing juices out from her lovehole, and I kept having to swallow the mixture. Not wanting to lose momentum, I just sealed my mouth over her pussy and started sucking hard on her hole, sucking all the juice out. Hazel squealed. Then, I shifted my seal over her clit and started licking her clit, sucking hard at the same time. She squealed even more.
Soon, Hazel was arching her back and clawing her fingers on the table. Her moaning got louder and faster.
Hazel: Ahh… Ahh… Do–n’t … Ahh… Ahh… St- … Ahh… Ahh… MMMMPH!! … (she bit hard on her finger)
Then, she slumped onto the table, paralysed. Sensing her orgasm, I released my suction and gently licked around her pussy, avoiding her over-sensitive clit.
Hazel: Aww … Darling, you’re torturing me … (she took a deep breath)
Me: (I was pleased) You like it?
Hazel: Yes, this is so NICE … But I’m so shagged now … And you’re starting me up again … Mmm … I really cannot already, darling … (she took another deep breath)
Hazel then suddenly pushed herself off the coffee table and pounced on me, pinning me onto the floor.
Hazel: Now, it’s payback time … (suddenly sounded aggressive) … And I’m going to suck your balls out …
Me: It’s not going to be easy … I just had one round, you know …
Hazel: We’ll see …
With that, she got down and started a full-blast oral attack on my bro. Her suction was really so strong that I felt my balls shrank, and that felt really good and torturing.
Me: Oh my Ggg … (I felt paralysed from waist down)
It was my turn to twitch and squirm uncontrollably. Hazel ate me up like a ferocious predator. Despite having cum one round earlier, sensations were building up again slowly. Hazel was unrelenting. Her persistence eventually resulted in me squeezing every last ounce of cum I had in my balls into her mouth. And she still kept on sucking, until I had to stop her.
Me: Alright, alright … I surrender … (pulling her face away from my bro and holding it in my hands, kissing her hard) … You win, dear …
Hazel: (kissed me back) Enjoyed it?
Me: Oh man … you really sucked my balls out … (she giggled)
We laid on the sofa, both totally spent. The clock on the wall showed 3:07pm. Man, we’ve been f*cking for almost two hours straight. Damn shagged, but also damn shiok …
Thanks for the support, Bro chikoman. Appreciate it.
Also, sorry for the delay. I couldn’t write yesterday as I had to settle something urgent for a client.
Will post the continuation shortly. Cheers.
Private Nurse … Special therapy [cont’d]
I guess I dozed off on the sofa after that. I heard Hazel doing some chores around the house, but I was just too tired to get up. Perhaps it was the mediation that made me drowsy, or perhaps I was just too shagged.
I was woken up later by a familiar wet and warm sensation on my bro. I opened my eyes a little, but pretended to be still sleeping. Hazel was gently sucking on my flaccid little bro. She took the whole sausage (actually it was more like a chipolata at that point) into her mouth and sucked on it like a baby sucking a tit. She looked up at me to check my response. I continued my pretence. But there’s nothing I could do to stop my bro from erecting and stiffening up inside her mouth. It grew in length and in girth, until Hazel could no longer keep the whole thing in (by now it’s a thick German sausage).
Hazel continued to suck me, bobbing her head up and down, but still I refused to wake up. It was really agonizing for me, but quite fun at the same time to see if I could endure.
Hazel: (slapped my thigh) Don’t pretend already lah … I know you’re awake … Your dick so hard already …
Me: Ouch … Eh … Don’t stop leh … It’s very nice …
Hazel: (played with my bro and balls in he hands) Still not enough therapy for today ah …
Me: This type where got enough one …
Hazel: (giggled) Ok lah … Save for later, can? … Dinner is ready … Let’s eat while it’s hot …
Hazel had heated up the food she prepared for me the day before. It was a simple dish of meat ball spaghetti in tomato sauce, packed in a microwaveable lunch box. I gobbled every bit up like a hungry ghost, while Hazel slowly picked her food from her box. She smiled as she watched me eat.
Hazel: Does it taste ok? … (as I slurped up the last strand of noodle)
Me: Sedap sia … (I sat back and rubbed my tummy, satisfied)
Hazel: (giggled, obviously pleased) I love to watch you eat my cooking … Makes me feel good … Adrian never liked my cooking … (there was a tinge of sorrow when she said that)
Me: I’d eat anything you put on the table for me …
Hazel: (smiled again) I know you would … You’re always such a dear …
After dinner, Hazel prepared a bath for me. She place two stools in the shower - one for me to sit on and the other to raise my leg, so that my bandaged foot could be kept dry during the shower. She washed me thoroughly. Believe it or not, this was the first proper bath I had since I was injured.
Hazel naturally paid special attention to clean my bro, working up another erection. Hazel could only manage to keep herself dry until that point, because that was when I pulled her into the cubicle onto my lap. She got all wet under the shower of water. The wet T-shirt turned translucent and stuck heavily onto Hazel’s skin. The outline of her boobs and her brownish aereola became obvious once the T-shirt was soaked through. I peeled off her wet T-shirt to reveal her milky white bosoms. I immediately latched on to her tits and rolled my tongue around the erected nipples. Hazel squealed.
Hazel: Hey (pinched my cheek) … You very naughty today leh …
Me: (with her tit still in my mouth) nan ren bu huai, nu ren bu ai mah … (
rough translation: Women love naughty men
)
Hazel giggled and squealed, but she was clearly enjoying herself.
Hazel: Would you like some extra service, darling?
Me: (my eyes lit up) Of course!
Hazel: You haven’t shaved your balls for days already right … (her hand fondled my balls as she said that) … Want me to shave for you?
She’s right. I haven’t had the time to do any “self-grooming” since the injury. My usually shaved scrotum has started to sprout a turf of short bristles.
Me: Ooh, kinky … (I smiled) … I like the sound of that …
Hazel took my Gillette from it’s holder on the basin and I leaned back against a wall, opening my legs wide. She proceeded to lather my scrotum with a generous helping of shower foam. She then held my bro up with one hand and carefully shaved my scrotum. She was so focused that her nose was barely an inch from my balls. She then spread my butt cheeks and meticulously removed the hair around my anus. It felt surprisingly erotic.
Hazel: Can I shave these off as well? … (pointing to the growth on top of my bro)
Me: Up to you, dear … My dick is yours …
Hazel then carefully began shearing off clumps of dark pubic hair, washing them away with the shower. Soon, my whole nether region was completely hairless, like a prepubacent boy. Hazel again lathered her hand and gently washed the newly shaved areas. Her touch felt extra sensual without the hair and I was enjoying it.
After the bath, Hazel and I settled into the bed naked. Her hands were constantly at my crotch, enjoying the feel of my “nakedness” down below.
Hazel: I like it … (she giggled) … So smooth and clean …
Me: I can keep it that way if you like … (Hazel nodded) … But what do I get in return?
Hazel: How about this … (she smiled)
Hazel moved south and started licking me all over my nether region. I watched her as her tongue and lips slid over my skin, enjoying the sensations that came with it. As I had anticipated and hoped, she then continued with another mind-blowing BJ on my bro.
I would spare the details, except that Hazel went on to ride on me until she couldn’t take it anymore and I finished her off in missionary style (still her favourite), so that she could cum properly. In the heat of sex, I seemed to have forgotten the pain in my ankle - sex is the best anesthetic!!
Hazel took a cab home herself that night. She refused to let me drive her, although I was well capable of doing so. And she came over again on Sunday and the following evenings on Monday and Tuesday to see that I’m ok. I returned to work on Wednesday, despite still being on MC. Although I didn’t get a therapy from Hazel every night, I enjoyed her constant care and company during this period. It felt like she’s my wife … But, I know it’s just my wishful thinking lah …
Hi everyone,
With the final update above, I think I’ll take a break from writing about Hazel. Firstly, work is mounting and it has become increasingly difficult for me to find time to write. Secondly, I may have written a bit too much as it is, and it is becoming more and more obvious for people who know us to figure out who we really are. Lastly, other than the regular supporters (whom I’m grateful for their constant encouragement and support), I do sense that this thread is getting cold.
So with all these in mind, I think I’ll close this thread here. Thanks everyone for your support all this while. Thanks a mil.
Hi everyone, I stopped this thread some time last year, and it has been many many moons since I last wrote anything in SBF. Just thought I’d update on some recent developments.
Many things happened during this period of my absence. For one, I’ve changed job around half a year ago, and I’ve been rather busy focusing on the new job. There were also some unexpected events that happened recently. I’ll just share some of them here …
Frankly, I’ll be using this forum more as a space to get some things off my chest and to air my thoughts. So I’m not sure if the updates this time would be as “explicit” as my posts in the past. Nevertheless, I’ll still try to share some juicy stuff where relevant …
So here goes …
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What happened at my previous job was that I had a pretty serious disagreement with one of my superiors on how certain things should be handled (a matter of principle), and I decided then that it may be best for me to leave the company. The issues had nothing to do with my “office affair” with Hazel (if you guys still remember her). In fact, she’s still with the company (for her personal reasons), though I wouldn’t say she’s happy with the company management either.
So I’ve moved on, and it was for the better actually. With my experience, I got a manager post to lead a small team in another company of the same field, with a comfortable pay rise. The only downside is that I now have very little time to spend with Hazel. We tried to keep in touch and to stay “connected” - in more ways than one - as much as possible. She would call on me when her pussy craved for a good rub, and vice versa when my little bro needed some TLC.
Needless to say, it was sad for Hazel and me on my last day with the company. We hung out with some of my closer colleagues for drinks at a small pub near our office, after I stepped out of its door for the last time as an employee. Hazel, who was usually well in control of her emotions, could barely hold back her tears.
As the group was getting ready to leave, Hazel excused herself to go to the ladies. I asked the rest to go ahead and caught up with Hazel along the narrow corridor leading to the washrooms. I saw tears on her face as she looked up at me. I just hugged her close to me. She buried her face in my chest, but I lifted up her chin and kissed her gently on her lips. She reciprocated by frenching me back.
Hazel: I will miss you, darling … (my heart melted)
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Welcome back bro, and looking forward to your exploits as they come, eh?
, cheers …………..
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Nice To See The Return Of A Great Writer.
Thanks Bros. It’s good to be back. Glad that I’ve not been forgotten …
Bro gambit - Thanks for the compliment, though I don’t think I deserve it. There are many truly great writers in this forum.
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sweatlikemad
Just read your story today spend 2hrs gg thru it, enjoyed it tremendously. im excited to hear how the story unfolds for the past 6 months. If only i saw those pics..
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Nice story bro! Totally enjoyed it, you are a good writer!!!
Glad that you’ve enjoyed the story, Bros.
Will be posting the next installment shortly …
Hazel: I will miss you, darling …
Me: I won’t be far from you, dear … Just call me and I’ll be there … whatever you need
Hazel: Really? … What if I need you now?
Hazel palmed her hand on my crotch, as she said that, which elicited an immediate reaction from my bro. She then gently caressed my hard on through my pants.
Me: (caught off guard, but getting horny) Let’s get out of here, shall we? …
Hazel shook her head, planted another kiss on my lips and went in to check the ladies. She then pulled me into one of the cubicles. There was no one in the toilet. It was pretty cramped inside the cubicle, but we couldn’t care less. It wasn’t the first time that we did it in a toilet cubicle. In fact, many of our past quickies were done in our office building’s handicap toilets.
Hazel wasted no time to unbuckle my belt and she pulled my pants and briefs down to my ankle at one go. She then sat me down on the toilet seat. My bro was already sticking up like a pole …
Hazel was in a long black wrap dress, with black stockings and a pair of 3-inch heels. Hazel opened up her dress just enough to reveal all of her slender legs to me, and a glimpse of her black panties. She then straddled me, sitting on my lap, grinding on my bro. I was at her mercy as my feet were bound together by my pants around my ankle.
We frenched as Hazel’s hands started unbuttoning my shirt and my hands instinctively roamed her body. Hazel opened up my shirt and covered my nipple with her mouth. Her tongue was twirling and flicking the small protrusion.
Me: Ooo … Oh man … (my bro was throbbing, pressing up against her pussy)
Hazel ignored my bro’s plea and continued to torture me. In retaliation, I used one hand to attack her breasts, tweaking on her erected nipples, and the other assaulted her pussy, flicking her clit. Finally, Hazel relented and allowed me to pull her panties off. She took my bro in her hand, and with her eyes closed, she eased herself onto me and her warm pussy slowly engulfed my bro. I could feel the friction on my rod, pulling down on my foreskin, as my bro slid into her lovehole. Hazel sat heavily on me, once her pussy got accustomed to the intrusion, and she let out a satisfied moan. I too opened up her dress and helped myself to her boobs.
We frenched in this position for a long while, holding each other tight. It felt so good to be so deeply connected with each at both ends. Hazel then broke our kiss and started riding me. Hazel’s juice started flowing as I could feel her wetness on my dick. I grabbed her ass and rammed her up and down on me hard with every stroke. Hazel bit on her lips to prevent herself from screaming. But I believe the wet sounds from our lubricated genitals and the distinct sounds of our heavy breathing and flesh slapping could be heard by anyone who might have stepped in.
Hazel: Mmm … Mmm … Mmmmph … Ahh… Mmm … Mmm … Mmmmph … (Hazel let out very soft moans)
Hazel rode me for a good 5 minutes and got tired after that, and stopped to catch her breath. It wasn’t easy for her to do this, especially while wearing a pair of 3-inch heels!
Me: Shall I take over? … (I didn’t want to stop as my bro was going to explode liao)
Hazel, still catching her breath, shook her head. Instead, she got off me and took my bro into her mouth. I was already on the verge of a climax. Hazel’s oral stimulation pushed me over the edge. The pressure in my groin built up in no time and I unloaded cum after cum into her mouth. Hazel swallowed as usual and made sure she sucked out every last drop of cum from my bro, licking my dickhead and the last drop of cum oozing out from my “little eye”.
We quickly dressed and straightened our clothes. I refused to return Hazel’s panties to her and stuffed it into my pocket instead. Just as we got out “safely” from the pub, I held Hazel’s hand and gave her a look that said I wanted more.
Me: My place?
Hazel: Not tonight, darling … He’s home …
Me: (sigh … bo bian) oh ok … I’ll make it up to you next time … (brought her face up to mine and kissed her)
I drove Hazel home. She was quiet the whole trip back. When we reached her place, she finally smiled and kissed me deeply and longingly before getting down the car. Perhaps she feared that it might be our last kiss …
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Kudo’s to a facinating story man!! I was gripped and cleared all 18 pages at one go! I’m just amazed at your ‘Stamina’ man! Any tips on how to keep going so many times in a day?!
Thanks Bro. Glad that you’ve enjoyed the story.
Actually, my ‘stamina’ is not extraordinary. If I remember correctly, most of the time, I only cum once or twice in a day (unless under extremely horny situations), which I believe many Bros here can do better than that. It is usually Hazel that has the ability and privilege of having multiple orgasms …
I’m still writing the next part … Will try to post soon … Cheers