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Originally Posted by
maxpee88
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So I slip into and under the covers naked and tried to get some sleep. It was a nice soft sensual feeling to be freshly showered and cleaned and the soft thick bed covers wrapped around my naked body. Fuck I had a hardon just trying to get into bed.
I stuck my earbuds in and tapped my playlist on my ipod and Laura Fygi deep sensual voice wafted into my eyes as I closed my eyes for a quick power nap.
I thought maybe it was into Laura Fygi’s 4th song that that I felt movement on my bed in my semi sleep state of mind…..
Ok Bros I am continuing my side of the story from where I left off right here..
At first I thought I was imagining and I was in a semi dream state. You know what I mean?
I remained still and did some shallow breathing. Nope ! for sure I sense movement on the bed.
Laura Fygi was belting out her BESAME MUCHO in Italian in my ears, but my feet and legs sensed movement above the covers on the bed.
I turned my head slowly to look up and pulled away the earbuds at the same time.
In the darkened room from the shades I pulled down, I made out a figure in bathrobe. My eyes were trying to adjust to the darkened low light.
I felt her hands tentatively clambering along the edge of the bed as she tried to be light handed and light footed to clamber on top above the covers
I quickly remembered I am completely naked under the covers and my hardon had subsided when I entered into semi dream sleep mode.
Fuck ! Its her! What the fuck is she doing in my room !!!???
She saw me stirred and she continued to clamber slowly like a tiger on the prowl. I let her crawl up towards me as I pretended to squint my eyes.
She was on all fours and I caught a delectable Zhao Gen from the bathrobe and her boobs were peaking out from it.
She stopped and I felt her hands rested on either side of my shoulders. I looked down and saw she had position herself above me and her knees were resting on either side of my waist ABOVE the covers.
I caught a whiff a perfume and her semi damp dry hair tickled my nose. I tried to raise my hand from under the covers to scratch, but was restrained and trapped under the covers because she had her body weight on her 2 hands which pressed the covers down.
She was that close to me. She let her hair tickled my face and my eyes.. and all the while I was shifting my face left and right, but the more I moved, the more she jiggled.
And the more she jiggled, the more loose the opening to her bathrobe, with her full melons about to pour out from the cream white bathrobe.
The view and the tickling proved to catalyse my ICBM into DefCon 4. In that microsecond, my rocket was up and in full alert status and reaching the maximum high alert status of DefCon 5. It was held in restraint by the tightened bed covers from her weight and the position of her knees holding down the covers from either side of my waists.
I realized I was not in a winning position. I was her prisoner. What kind of interrogation and punishment will I be getting?
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Originally Posted by
khunchin
Done, also stayed in a pool villa on top the hill
Good. I hoped you had done it in the pool and cum all over like I did before.
I hoped you were able to yell out when you cummed hard and furious.
I have always like to fuck in the open under the clear blue sky, cumming hard. I know girls are turned on by that too. I bonked in the clear sea waters and watch my sperm leaked out of her pussy and the small fishes attack it like a meal.
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Originally Posted by
maxpee88
She was that close to me. She let her hair tickled my face and my eyes.. and all the while I was shifting my face left and right, but the more I moved, the more she jiggled.
And the more she jiggled, the more loose the opening to her bathrobe, with her full melons about to pour out from the cream white bathrobe.
The view and the tickling proved to catalyse my ICBM into DefCon 4. In that microsecond, my rocket was up and in full alert status and reaching the maximum high alert status of DefCon 5. It was held in restraint by the tightened bed covers from her weight and the position of her knees holding down the covers from either side of my waists.
I realized I was not in a winning position. I was her prisoner. What kind of interrogation and punishment will I be getting?
Hi Folks - sorry
Been busy and distracted. But I assure you the distraction is worth it.
And let me continue from here
She hardly spoke a word and I took the cue for silence now. I am being pinned down at her mercy.
She may be a girl, but she is an avid sports and outdoors person and so her muscles were toned and she did have some strength to keep me pinned down under the covers.
There was nothing I could do now, but I keep shaking my head left and right as I was tickled by her ends of her hair damped from her shower no doubt.
I started to laugh and had to break the silence.
Me : whoa whoa hey… I am gonna sneeze if you keep doing that
She laughed and continued to make it worse for me. Me and my big mouth.
I was really about to sneeze and she could see that and sensing I was about to blowoff my nostrils, she stopped and nestled her head and rested her face on my neck.
I could smell her perfume and my neck was rewarded with a soft and cool skin of her face as she nestled close to me.
I let off a ummphh… as she lay her whole body on top of me. Oh ..actually more like she lay on top of the bed covers.
All this time, my hands were fully under the covers. I couldnt reach out my hands. She was smart and was controlling the event.
My rocket of desire was still on DefCon4 as I felt her moving her legs and thigh up and down on top of the covers.
This is definitely not working out in my favor, I was not in control. She was.
Just as I was getting a little more comfortable with her close to me like this and I was shifting my heightened rocket to a comfortable launch pad position, she started to talk.
(Bros - you know what I mean right… picture this, you are naked, you are under the bedcovers, your kuku is rockhard, but it was asleep in a different angle and suddenly, it gets erected to attention, but because it was asleep and now rockhard, it was not in the optimum launch position of 12 o’clock - OK OK you know what I mean when I said I had to shift my body under the covers to wiggle my hips and pelvis to allow my rocket to move into the optimum launch positio)
As I said, she started to talk.
She : Hey, I just wanted to check if you were asleep
me : Well I was, until you walked into the room and clambered onto the bed
She : So I woke you?
Me : duh…
she : Guess what?
I felt her hands lightly stroked the top of the bedsheet from my thighs, and lingering around my pelvic area and not really roving close to my rocket (which was now standing rockhard under the covers), and then felt her fingers walking upwards from my navel to the top of the bed covers. I kept my eyes closed as I wanted to stay concentrated on a different topic to maintain and control my DefCon4 status on my rocket which seem to have its own willpower now.
me : What?
Her fingers continued to walk upwards and I felt her manicured fingernail as she fingered my chin and traced the profile and outline of my lips
She : hmmm… your lips are cracking, you need lip balm. You have lip balm?
I just shooked my head and with my eyes still closed.
She : oh..Guess what?
me in my head thinking to myself : Oh now what?
She seemed to have read my mind and said : Hey… I just wanted to tell you that the laundry….
Before she completed her sentence I said : The laundry is here is it?
She shooked her head and said : No, I was gonna say before you interrupted me, that the laundry isn’t back yet
Me : oh…
She : So what do you wanna do?
Me : Well… wait I guess, cos I have nothing to wear.
I tried to stretch and yawn : What time is it anyway?
It was no use trying to stretch. My whole body was wrapped tight like a mummy under the white soft bedsheets.
Just only a few centimetres of fluff or whatever they stuffed inside the comforter. separated my nakedness from her body above.
Her perfume seem to waft through the bedlinen areas as I could feel my cock head wanting to stretch up more to sniff the perfume under the covers.
She : It’s already almost 7pm.
I felt her legs continue to slide up and down in a slow motion as she used her thighs to stroke up and down the bedlinen.
She was wicked. I know that she knew what she was doing. She was making sure and insuring that I had a rockhard rocket ready for action under the covers with her legs stroking above it.
She continued : so should we wait or what?
me : Well, it’s obvious ain’t it? I don’t have anything to wear.
She : you dont have anything to wear ? (she asked like so innocently)
I nodded my head and turned to look at her.
She had now shifted herself slight off my body and had leaned to one side with one of her hands propping up her head. But she had her other hand resting softly above the bedcovers above my chest. One of her thighs were still on top of my body and still stroking my lower section up and down.
I was like a bolster to her now.
The bathrobe slipped to one side as graivty took hold, exposing her lower shoulder which was tanned and firm. I tried to look down without being too obvious. Damn! The bathrobe stopped just like that. I could not see breasts being exposed. In fact. the way the bathrobe fell and draped her, it covered her breast and expose only her cleavage.
I caught her eyes - they seemed bigger in the darkened room ( I had lowered my window shades) which was now bathed in softer sunset light peeing through the window blinds/shades.
I looked down and saw her flicking her tongue subconsciously between her lips. She caught my look and she looked down and away from my eye contact. Was she acting shy?
I wasn’t sure. But she was sure enough to quickly plant a soft kiss on my lips. I was caught by her surprise move, but allowed her to kiss me lightly.
I closed my eyes and allowed my senses to feel 100% full power on my lips as I felt her soft moist lips. They were full and soft and warm. She seemed to rubbed her lips left and right and up and down in small movements.
As she leaned forward to kiss me, I feel her clambering over me again and on top of me.
She : there, my personal lip balm.
me : mmmmmm…. thanks
she : boy, your lips are really dry and cracked
as she continued to nuzzle and brushed her lips up and down as if painting my lips with her lips.
I just mumbled that its from the sun and golf
she : you men just don’t take care of yourselves huh?
I did not reply but relished her lips on mine.
She was kissing me lightly for whatever reasons she gave herself. I wasn’t complaining. I was definitely sexually aroused.
I felt her moved her hands as she cradled my head. Good! I was now able to free myself after being imprisoned by her hands holding down the bedcovers.
As our lips continued to softly touched and rubbed each other in a liplocked foreplay that was getting very very fucking sensual…I slowly moved my hands from under the covers and held her gently.
Gently because I didn’t want to alarm her. My right hand lightly touched the back of the rich thick cotton bathrobe. I felt the cool damp ends of her hair as they fell over her back. My left hand slowly reached out and lightly touched her bare shoulder.
My left hand was rewarded with a soft skin and warm touch of her shoulder.
I didn’t know whether to squeeze or just gently hold her shoulder.
She offered no resistance and in fact allowed me to hold her as our lips continued to make contact.
It was not a wet sloppy kissing we were doing. It was moist and wet earlier. but now our lips were dryly touching and caressing it other. It was like our lips were rubbing over each other gently.
I didn’t moved, she was moving. I felt her slowly and gently moved her mouth her nose as my lips felt every single corner and bend of her nose and her lips. By now her lips were slightly open.
I felt a warm breath of air escape from her slightly parted lips as they crossed over to my lips. I resisted the temptation to deeply kissed her, but allowed ourselves to play our soft kiss touches.
My sexed up crazed mind imagined her slightly opened lips with that of her slightly opened up pussy lips down there.
Just as this thought crashed my mind, I felt my rockhard dick throbbed abit.
It was a strong few throbs. I know, because I know she felt it too even though my cock was still under the covers.
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Originally Posted by
eeemen
Bro maxpee88, you’re killing me with the sensual erotic narration of what u went thru! I can so clearly imagine myself under the covers!! Well done bro, excellent writing skills as always!!
Thanks! have a great weekend ahead and looking forward to your continuation! Cheers …………
Bro eeemen
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She : what was that?
She teased. I know she felt it and in fact by her asking me, I felt embarassed and a little shy.
But I felt her continue to paint my lips
me : I told you, I have nothing to wear.
I now reciprocated her painting lips by moving slightly to let my lips touched more of her nose
She : oh.. you have nothing on right now?
She moved her lips back to my mine and brushed them slightly
I just didn’t bother to reply what she knew was obvious.
She now moved her slightly parted lips above my lips and waited there for like a few microseconds.
Bros - you know what I mean by that right? I mean sometimes time seems to suspend in slow motion. I felt that as her slightly open lips was just micromillimeters away from my lips.
My left hand was slowly stroking her bare shoulders. She somehow allowed her shoulder to drop and so doing, the bathrobe fell off and slipped down to her arms. My left hand now had some access, and hopefully my fingers can commando maneuvre itself to the hilly terrain of her left mountain.
My right hand was now busy tracing the belt loop of the bathrobe. It was on auto-mission to untie the bathrobe knot. I let my hands do the walking.
Being a trained NS officer, I did what was always the best thing in the field. I let my trained hands do the talking and walking didnt allow them to be over-commanded or over-managed. Instincts took over. It was pure lust instincts by now.
Meanwhile, back at the Lips section of operation, my head tells me its now or never. Her slightly parted lips above mine, betrayed a hint of surrender. I felt a soft hint of rapid breathing. She must be having a racing heartbeat, because I was having mine right now.
My lips did the next logical tactical step. It was my turn to take the initiative. I kissed her. She kissed me.
No matter, it seemed like we both kissed each other at the same time. Whatever and whoever started it, I dun care, and she dun care.
Our lips pressed against each other and it was different from the earlier soft lightly brushing action which was more like tease. This was full on action station battle. We pressed our lips so deeply into each other and kissed.
At the same time, my right hand had located the bathrobe knot, and it was right above her navel. I pulled and tugged. She sensed it and lifted her body slightly to allow me to tugged further. Success. I pulled the right string. Cord. I mean… you know what I mean.
I felt the full cord unwinding off.
Meanwhile my left hand moved down as my right hand released the knot off the bathrobe. My left hand was skillfully parting the bathrobe. I imagine the parting of the bathrobe, and how it mirrored of her parting her lips for me to kiss and perhaps this parting of bathrobe and parting of her lips was a prelude to parting of another lips further down south?
Parting here, parting there…Whatever - did I care? I wasn’t going to waste my brain cells thinking of such prose to write in SBF. I was just thinking of wanting to fuck right now. It was getting so primal. My thoughts were moving into a primal face.
My commando hands now seem to move in unison. My left hand had started to stroked her gently and softly downwards as her bathrobe parted and fell off more. My right hand was transitiong from the primary mission of pulling off the cord and now slowly reaching upwards. My right hand gain the foothold of her waist as it started to probed upwards to the hilly terrain ahead.
Both my hands were trembling. My left hand moving down my right hand moving up… they were trembling even though they were battle hardened from sexperience. I was nervous, but yet sexcited and yet apprehensive…
I felt her kissing down on mine. She was telepathetically telling me she is allowing to access her territory and all systems go. She was telling me she wants me to take charge of her mountainous terrain and hold camp there…