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ave_joe99
Yeah, as long as there’s mutual trust and kindness that’s maintained in a relationship, its a good one and has a good chance of lasting.
Ahh, as long as you abstain, its all good, coz once you’ve gone down that path, its not going to be an easy return to abstinence!
Well Pyschological or not.. hope you get over it soon enough!
Haha I guess you’re right. It’s hard to give up something that brings you so much pleasure. But no matter what, I’ll have to pay for it at the end of the day. I rather just not start in the first place.
Thanks. The decision is no longer in my hands. If I leave, then it’s been really nice writing here and reading all the other story threads and comments to my posts.
Due to circumstances IRL, I won’t be updating this thread anymore. Thanks everybody for being such great readers. I appreciate everything from the comments to the support to the points rewarded to me. All these means a lot to me.
-–FIN–
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Bro BMW69, dun give up & keep sharing leh.
Bro thanks for your support. It really means a lot to me. However, events in real life has made me rethink about what I’m doing.
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credible
Don’t have to rethink. Enjoy it as you like it.
Haha. Sadly the little voice in my head overpowered the small head.
HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS! Thank you all for being such loyal supporters. I’m not supposed to update but screw it. Chapters 28 and 29 are so so good. It’s the festive seasons anyway! Enjoy!
-–Chapter 28—
The three of us walked into the Suites cabin in the massive SIA A380 jumbo-jet, greeted by a pretty air stewardess in her burgundy red Kebaya. Leading us to our suites and taking care of our carry-on luggage, we were immediately served hot towels, fruits and drinks of our choice by another air steward. Carrie and I were in seats 2B and 2C respectively, separated by only an arm-rest and I was prepared to join the mile high club when the two crew members were either asleep or occupied by their other in-flight duties. Fortunately, I do not know any of the flight crew personally, just in case we were caught, and the three of us were the only passengers flying Suites today.
It was a night flight to Paris and we took off at just after 1 in the morning. There would be plenty of time for us to engage in fun activities after supper was served and the main cabin lights are turned off. I was enjoying a movie with Carrie when it happened. The lights started to dim and we slid down the window shades after the air stewardess checked on us. We gave it another half an hour or so to make sure that there wasn’t any more movement in the Suites cabin before I motioned for Carrie to climb over the arm-rest to my side of the ‘room’. She was dressed in a brown one piece tunic dress from Burberry, with a pair of lacy black padded bra and no panties. I found out when she winked at me and I reached under her dress, only to feel her freshly waxed pussy, slowly wetting my index finger as I gently rubbed her clitoris.
She sucked in her stomach, suppressing a moan as I groped her perky ass, causing her to grab my chest area tightly as she bent down, moaning softly in my ears though the droning sounds from the 4 powerful RR Trent engines pushing the plane smoothly through the calm night skies. I responded by rubbing harder and faster, adding my middle finger and pushing both fingers into her already dripping vagina causing her to moan even louder. Her fingers started to curl again as I felt her back arch, her powerful vaginal muscles gripping my fingers tightly together as the plane suddenly hit turbulent air and the entire plane shuddered along with Carrie. The sound of the pilot’s announcement that came shortly after masked the moans Carrie made as she came hard with my fingers inside her.
I was very thankful towards the suddenly turbulent weather because that meant that the air stewardess were buckled tightly in their seats and would not be bothering us for quite some time. Carrie unzipped my jeans skilfully and pulled out my already hard dick from inside my underwear. Flipping her dress upwards, she slid my dick into her still immensely tight pussy in one graceful motion and sat on me as she recovered from the shock. The two of us were bounced along with the plane, mimicking the two of us having sex as my member slid in and out of her with the plane’s bumpy motion. We stayed in the cowgirl position as we did not want to risk Carrie’s juices flowing down and wetting her dress if we changed to the missionary position.
Carrie used the hand that was lifting her skirt to finger her pussy as the turbulence helped me continue my relentless assault in her and licked her juice off her finger seductively while grinning happily at me. I could see her facial expression change in the dim lighting as she gripped my dick hard again, bending down and telling me that she’s about to cum again. She resumed pleasuring herself as I continued to fuck her hard and fast, following the plane’s bumpy ride. The fun was doubled as she had to stop herself from screaming or moaning as she came again while I thrust into her particularly hard this one time. Just this experience alone makes it worth the extra cost for the privacy of flying Suites.
-–End of Chapter 28—
-–Chapter 29—
The plane flew back into clear skies shortly after her orgasm ended and I actually had to work to continue thrusting in and out of her. I took the chance to go as fast and hard as I can since she was wet and slippery after cumming twice in that session.
Me: Dear I’m going to cum soon k?
C: Mm cum into me. I want to see the cum drip out of my pussy later.
I was extra turned on after hearing that, knowing that it was safe since I brought her to see a doctor to get her birth control pills to ‘regulate her period’ more than a month back. We rarely even fucked with a condom on anyway so it doesn’t really matter. Besides, I’m more than emotionally and financially ready to take full responsibility for the baby if anything happened. I continued to thrust her extra hard as I came wave after wave into her tightening pussy and she bent down to kiss me, tongues intertwining and I grabbed some tissue, laying it on the arm-rest separating my bed and hers. She sat on the tissue and fingered herself, poking a finger inside her and digging out the cum, licking it from her finger before it dripped onto the tissue. She was determined not to waste a single drop of my cum.
She cleaned herself up with more tissue, making sure that no more cum would leak out as we slept that night and got back to my bed. As both of us were quite slim in size, we fit perfectly on the bed converted from the seats and fell asleep, holding each other in our arms. We were awoken a few hours later, in the wee hours of morning, by the female In-Flight Supervisor for our breakfast. She seemed nonchalant, looking at Carrie in my arms, dress slightly crumpled below her while we decided on our drinks, still lying on the same bed. The air steward helped to put our beds back into chairs as we waited for our food. Steph was engrossed in her movie, Bose headset plugged in and we left her to be. Carrie and I continued to make small talk as we munched on our decent serving of continental breakfast, coupled with apple juice for the both of us.
We landed shortly after breakfast, half an hour ahead of schedule, and were immediately whisked away for our connecting flight to Nice, barely making it even though we sped there in a buggy. The flight had to wait for our luggage to be loaded onto the plane before we could depart on the second leg of our flight. The flight was quite cramped as we had to fly class Y by Air France. Thankfully it was a short one half hour flight. We managed to endure it just like taking 197 from Jurong East to Bedok interchange. I remember taking that bus often in the past when I was still in school. At that time, some of the buses still did not have air conditioning so economy class was still more comfortable.
I went directly to Hertz immediately after we landed in Cote D’Azure International Airport in Nice, collecting the Range Rover Evoque that I had ordered on the net. The lady at the counter was very helpful as she showed me around the car in her miserable English. I sat in the driver’s seat, familiarising myself with the left hand drive position as drove a few test laps around the car park. It was unfortunate that Hertz did not have the 3 door version of the Evoque as the coupe would look much better. Carrie was in the front seat with me and Steph in the back, with the luggage fitting comfortably in the boot as I drove out of the car park. We took off our jackets as the warm 20 degrees air from the powerful air conditioning started to warm the interior and its occupants. Our destination was a mere 40km away as I chose to take a longer but more scenic route to Monaco, via the D37.
-–End of Chapter 29—
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adventuruous, cock stand!
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Spermyking
thumbs up! keep the great sharing going
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ProfOak
Good tale bro (:
Thanks bros!
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uzumakiidii
happy new year bro, hope you have more sexciting moments in 2013.
Waiting patiently for your next chapter.
Hahaha lets hope that the next chapter comes. I’m currently sneaking. Not supposed to be posting
For that bro, you know who you are. I’m also planning to retire from here to settle down with my girl. Anyway, as a welcome back present,
-–Chapter 30—
The three of us took in the breath taking sea views as we drove down the winding roads towards Monte-Carlo, where we would be staying for 3 days. The sun and the rows of yachts lined up in the open sea is magnificent in the very least. Driving up to the iconic Hotel De Paris where we would be staying in for 2 nights, the Evoque looked out of place in the sea of Ferraris and Bentleys parked outside the hotel. Our butler was standing by the main entrance with 2 bellboys and a valet when we arrived, waiting to take us to the 2 bedroom exclusive suite that I had booked. Entering the suite, I was disappointed by the furnishing and the wallpaper that they distastefully plastered on the walls. Who was I to disagree with the hotel’s management on the way it was furnished, but it looked a little too dated for my taste.
I informed the butler of my dissatisfaction and was offered a room upgrade to the Diamond Churchill Suite, for a price, which was available at that time. I nodded my head in approval when the 4 of us stepped out of the private elevator and into the well-appointed suite with a glass ceiling in the living area. I felt that it was designed specifically for me and felt a homely feeling the moment I stepped in and I happily signed away another few thousand Euros to stay in this beautiful room. Carrie and I took the larger bedroom with a private terrace, leaving Stephanie with the still quite large bedroom beside ours. I could barely wait till Steph was asleep before Carrie and I could explore our large King sized bed that night. I could not wait to throw the brown bed covers onto the floor and fuck the living hell out of Carrie.
It is with these thoughts and a huge bulge in my pants we the 3 of us changed into a new set of clothes before we explored the rest of the hotel. I walked out of the suite with a smile on my face and my arm around Carrie, looking at her drop dead gorgeous figure through her blue toile dress from Chanel. Steph was beside Carrie, holding her hand, similarly dressed in another blue dress from an unknown brand. We took a tour of the hotel and bla bla bla boring stuff…
It was dark by the time we finished our ritzy dinner in some restaurant in the hotel. The steak and lobster that Carrie and I shared was magnificent and jet lag was seriously starting to kick in for Carrie who didn’t travel as often as I. It was apparent that I needed to spice things up a little if I wanted to have some fun tonight with her. I got the butler to charge the dinner to the room and carried Carrie into the elevator and into the room. Steph gave me a knowing wink as I bade her goodnight and threw Carrie onto the bed before running a little to lock our room door. I locked into a passionate kiss with Carrie, pulling down the straps on both sides of her Chanel dress, letting the rest of the dress drop onto the floor as I continued the kiss. She reached for the bedside lamps, turning them down to a warmer yellow and attacked the bulge in my jeans with great ferocity. I admired her great beauty as she undid my Timberland belt, still stroking my bulge through my black AJ underwear. In one swift motion, both my jeans and underwear were on the floor and Carrie was excitedly licking the monster that had been set free. I struggled a little, pulling off my white Timberland T-shirt and pulled her up, undoing the clasp, releasing her lacy black Victoria’s Secret bra and slipping off her matching boy shorts. Picking her up gently, I threw her onto the soft plump, brown and silky quilt cover, getting down to lick her good. I felt a shiver as I licked her wet pussy for the first time and a moan on the second lick. I could see goose bumps starting to form near her vaginal area as I continued to lick her with great velocity and she expelled low moans every time I hit the right spots. I started to alternate licking her clitoris and licking the entire vagina in an up and down motion, getting different responses whenever I changed the licking style.
C: Oh god baby fuck me, I want you in me now!
-–End of Chapter 30—
Ehhhhh kitty Jie, you win…
-–Chapter 31—
I ignored her repeated requests for vaginal penetration and continued to lick her hard and fast until her moans turned into uncontrolled screams. I was sure that Stephanie could hear her screams if she was listening on us outside the locked room door because when I finally stopped, I heard soft muffled moans coming from outside the room. Carrie heard it too and she smiled while looking at me in the eyes and I dived straight into her, unable to contain the fire inside me from listening to Steph moan as well. I carried Carrie, holding her bare back and bottom, walking into the dressing room and pumping her hard on the wooden table. We didn’t stop even after knocking a vase of flowers onto the floor, continuing to pump Carrie hard and fast. Carrie screamed loudly when she came, leaving scratch marks on my abdomen area and leaking juice all over the light coloured wood floor. I came shortly after, with her still on the ornate wooden table, shooting cum all over her body, face and hair.
She looked into the large wooden framed mirror and we both laughed. Her long straight hair wet with sweat and cum leaking from her nose down to her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and licked it while I looked at myself, my member red with all that rough action and drenched in my own sweat. Hand in hand, we walked into the large Jacuzzi, filled by our butler before we came back and relaxed in the warm water as I slowly helped to wash the cum from her. She gave me a relaxing massage while I looked out of the full length window, straight into the dark night sky. We took a quick shower to wash off the bath salts and the soap from the water in the Jacuzzi and lay in each other’s arms on the large bed, reading the news on my black iPad 4, waiting for Carrie’s almost waist length hair to dry. Steph was already in her room when I went to the living room to get a glass of Coke Light for Carrie.
We were awaken the next morning by the warm sunshine flooding our room, and I put on a fresh set of clothes, walking into the large terrace that overlooked the blue skies and sea. Carrie followed closely behind, clad skimpily in a fluffy bathrobe and nothing else. We enjoyed the 18 degree weather, looking down at the yachts that were berthed close by. Walking into the living room, we saw the breakfast we ordered last night laid out in the dining room with our butler waiting for us there. Carrie knocked gently on Stephanie’s door, waking her up for breakfast as well. The three of us feasted on the breakfast together, Carrie popping large Champagne Grapes, with its seeds removed, into my mouth as I tucked in to my sausage and orange juice.
Giggling uncontrollably, Steph and Carrie ran into Steph’s room, slamming the door shut loudly behind them as I went to change into my swim wear. My bulge was really pronounced in the elastic black swim wear when I saw the two beautiful girls run out of Steph’s bedroom. Carrie was in a matching baby pink bikini that barely covered her perky butt and I was almost sure that parts of her vulva were showing under the way too small bikini bottom. Steph was in a thong bikini, the too small light green bikini top barely managing to constrain her pinkish nipples and the rest of her bust struggling to stay in place. Her brown ass crack could almost be seen when she twirled around Carrie’s outstretched hand. I was further teased when Carrie grabbed my bulge, causing Stephanie to scream in excitement.
Groping and smacking each other’s butts, the two girls ran ahead and led the way to the large outdoor pool of the luxury hotel. Splashing around loudly in the pool, they screamed at me to get in and attempted to push me in with my bathrobe, knowing that my reluctance to get in was because of the unwavering bulge in my swimwear. Thankfully for me, the bulge disappeared when I got into the icy cold water, no more than 15 degrees. Looking around, I saw many horny old men surrounded by European escorts, mostly from East Europe, none as young or as beautiful as the two horny young ladies with me.
-–End of Chapter 31—