very privilege to have come across a masterfully “pen” erotic story…
nice intro, great buildup, sizzling sex, some romance……
hopefully, not too terrible of an ending, assuming there’s 1….
do pls cont…
Bro TS, have passed u 5 greenies as further “inspiration'
, do carry onz when u can bro, cheers ………….
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eeemen
Bro TS, have passed u 5 greenies as further “inspiration'
, do carry onz when u can bro, cheers ………….
Thank you for your “encouragement”… working hard to churn out more before my next travel cycle starts!!
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YourExcellency
Thank you for your “encouragement”… working hard to churn out more before my next travel cycle starts!!
Haha, I think you used the words “working hard” a little loosely over here. I bet you enjoyed writing as much as we do for reading. It’s certainly a pleasure. A Danielle Steel for us men we have here haven’t we?
A curious and innocent question though, what is it about her scent? Was it her choice of fragrance, or a concoction of her grace, style and femininity? Although I enjoy the abstract description, my inquisitive nature prompted me to ask.
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gigigagago
Haha, I think you used the words “working hard” a little loosely over here. I bet you enjoyed writing as much as we do for reading. It’s certainly a pleasure. A Danielle Steel for us men we have here haven’t we?
A curious and innocent question though, what is it about her scent? Was it her choice of fragrance, or a concoction of her grace, style and femininity? Although I enjoy the abstract description, my inquisitive nature prompted me to ask.
A very good question indeed. Thank you for your high praise though I would never dare put myself on the same pedestal as Danielle Steel!
Strangely enough, this title came to me even before I had decided that I wanted to pen down my memories. So i guess my answer would be the latter.
At the end of the day, it is not about how a person smells or what brand of perfume she uses, but the images and feelings that the smell exudes. Given a less attractive person with a scent that rocks your boat, I am sure you will be smitten too.
The staircase ended at a landing and we walked up another staircase. This house was huge. I estimated it to be at least 40-50,000 square feet, totaling 3 storeys, with god knows how many rooms. She brought me to a room with heavy double French doors and opened it. This was her bedroom. I stepped in and it was at least 1,800 sq ft in size. There was a king-sized bed on one side of the room, with a huge LED television suspended from the ceiling that was motorized to adjust to the viewer’s sitting or lying position. An entrance to a walk in closet with seemingly never ending rows of doors was on the other side of the room, and a large study table and an oversized cream velvet sofa set occupied the adjacent wall. The hardwood flooring in the room was also in a interesting design, with intricate criss-cross patterns, indicating extreme amounts of laborious work hours to lay. On top of the bed was a large skylight, with the pale moonlight shining its rays onto the bed. It measured at least 4 x 5 metres wide. On the last wall was a row of glass sliding doors and it overlooked the pool downstairs. It was by far the nicest house and room I had ever had the privilege of being invited to.
Me: “
Your house is amazing. I will be honest with you, I have never seen such a huge and beautiful house in my whole life.”
Liz: “
Thank you, but I will be honest with you too. I feel lonely in this house too.
”
Me: “
If you don’t mind me asking, how many people live here?
”
Liz: “
There is me, my grandmother, a nurse, 4 maids, a gardener and a cook. But most of them are here to take care of my grandmother who is old and immobile. My parents passed away in a traffic accident in China when they were on a business trip a few years ago. That’s why there is just me left.”
Me: “
Sorry, I didn’t mean to bring up your unhappy past. Let’s forget the past and let’s be happy tonight!
”
Liz: (Cheering up) “
I’m always happy when I’m with you
!”
We settled down on the sofa, enjoying the cognac which I had wisely brought up with me, listening to Nora Jones again. It was strange because I had told Liz before briefly that I enjoyed Nora Jones the most. Now I had the pleasure of listening to her twice in a night, at two different locations. Coincidence? It was anybody’s guess.
Liz: “
Would you like to wash up? I have towels and toiletries in the bathroom
”
Me: “
Sure! You always smell so good, I wouldn’t want to be Stinky now, would I?
”
Liz: “
Hahaha… nah, you smell pretty good for a guy too! I don’t like guys who reek of perfume, but just the occasional whiff is sexy
!”
We walked to the bathroom together and it was HUGE. I estimate it to be at least 400 sq ft in size, with twin showers, twin sinks, an oversized bathtub (for two) and an outdoor bath. YES, OUTDOOR BATH. It was oval shaped and was like a mini pool. It also had a Jacuzzi function that blasted jets of water inside the pool, massaging your aching muscles.
Me: “
Oooh… I gotta try that outdoor bath… shall
we
?
”
Liz: “
Sure, somebody’s feeling kinky eh?
!”
She started filling up the bath and while we were waiting, I got undressed and took a quick shower, giving myself a shampoo and when I thought she wasn’t looking, a quick leak in the shower ☺. The water filled surprisingly fast and it was almost half full. She undressed and I was again treated to her goddess-like body. She dimmed the lights in the bathroom and stepped down into the bath. I followed suit and soon, we were helping each other soap up, enjoying the light from the bright full moonlight.
In spite of the blowjob I had earlier in the car, I was having a hardon again. She saw my hardening penis and she smiled. She reached out her hand and gave it a soft tug, “
My my my…. We’re feeling frisky again aren’t we?
”
I pulled her towards me and kissed her full on the mouth, feeding the hunger that I had built up over the week. I had to have this woman again, this beautiful work of art. I lifted her up and placed her in a sitting position at the side of the bath, with her legs dangling over the side, facing me. Knowing what I had planned, she leaned back instinctively as I parted her long silky legs. I was face to face with her sex and it was the most beautiful sight. I parted her pussy lips with my fingers and lowered my mouth onto it. I used my tongue to just touch her lips, ignoring her clitoris and just started swirling my tongue around. Liz started moaning softly. When I was satisfied with her arousal, I started a darting action with my tongue, literally attacking her pussy. I pushed my tongue in as far as I could go and without warning, I sucked hard on her clitoris, hard. Liz came instantaneously!
“
AHHHHHHhhhhhHHHHhhHHHHHhhhHHHHHH GAAAAAAAWWWWD!!
”
She came. I continued my administrations on her clitoris, not wanting the orgasm to end. As I sucked, she became more vocal again, calling out my name wantonly as she bucked her long legs wildly in the air around my head. I buried my head in between her thighs, smelling her sweet scent of her womanly secretions, obvious even in the mixture of different shampoos and bath gels. Soon, I could feel her coming again. It was a good thing her grandmother stayed on the 1st floor due to her immobility, otherwise Liz was going to have a really hard time facing her the next morning.
Liz: “L
eo… YOU FUCK ME SO GOOD BABYYYYYYY!!!!! MAKE ME COME AGAIN PLEASEEEEEE… I’MMM COMMMINGGGG AGAINNNNNNN!!!
”
Her legs bucked wildly in the air like a cowboy at a rodeo and trembled all over like she was having a fit. Her eyes flipped over and I suddenly got a little worried. Thankfully, it was just an orgasm and she wasn’t going into spasms ☺ I looked at her pussy, she was literally dripping. I could see threads of sticky cum juice leaking down from her vagina, running down her leg and it was different to the touch, much thicker and slippery than the bath water.
She slowly opened her eyes, taking a good half-minute to compose herself with short ragged pockets of air.
Liz: (Softly) “
Oh my god… baby… I don’t know what that was… part of me wants to tell you… I’m going to have a heart attack… again, part of me wants you to keep doing it till I pass out… but I’m too exhausted right now to think… that orgasm just sucked all the energy out of me
.” She closed her eyes again, gasping for breath.
I smiled and got out of the bath, took a towel, dried her, and wrapped her up in one of the bathrobe hanging near the bath.
I dried myself and carried her to the bed. Not wanting to tire her out any further, I decided to let her sleep.
I turned out the lights and spooned her to sleep.
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superbunny
Yo TS, tis write up is easily 1 of e best…. Keep it cumming baby….
Thank you… but to be honest, after 16,000+ views I’m a little disappointed the response isn’t as good as I had hoped…
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wthlolol
Very very explicit description! Forgive my frog in the well-ness, I am wondering if such houses exist in Singapore
They definitely do. But they are reserved for those with very deep pockets or very deep wells, to use your analogy.
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Originally Posted by
gigigagago
Now, now, guys, where’s the love for our resident Nora Roberts?
Im definitely no Nora Roberts…
REAL
writers captivate their audiences through the depth of their stories, not by using sexual descriptions as a carrot stick… writers like me are not able to conjure that kind of depth long enough to keep an audience… Notice how in a novel of regular thickness there are usually no more than 5 sexual scenes that are described in explicit detail? My experience would not have a readership if I had kept to that convention.
But, at least I tried and it is a good outlet
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simple2kee
upped u +6 for being 1 of the best storytellers. im here to learn english. hope to hear more updates.
Thank you for the points!
Honestly though I have been reading from SBF since the mid 90s, I never felt the need to register as I thought points were silly
But after accumulating some points, I do see their purpose - its a good indication of whether or not you are making sense with your posts
but unfortunately I see that this system is also being abused by some, makes a good man a bully online…
oh well, ignore my ranting