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Skyboy1988
Lol.. True.. Seriously.. U never tot of “compensate” to steph after carrie fall asleep???
Haha you read it yourself. I had to make the choice and I did. I’m faithful to Carrie. Read on
later chapters will be more interesting.
-–Chapter 40—
Both the girls were given wrapped boxes, Stephanie’s quite a bit larger than Carrie’s. Carrie squealed in excitement as she ran into our room and brought out a wrapped package that was smaller than the present I gave her. Carrie excitedly ripped open her present, revealing the classic light blue Tiffany and Co box. Inside was an open heart pave diamond pendant and Carrie immediately got me to put it on for her. She looked exceptionally stunning wearing the necklace I got her and I could not wait to bonk her that night with her wearing the necklace. Steph’s present was not to be looked down upon either as she ripped off the wrapper to reveal a velvety dark blue Bvlgari box. Inside was a cocktail necklace made of white gold and a large natural blue topaz hanging from a few small pave diamonds.
I took a drink of grape juice from the tall glass cup in front of me as Carrie bugged me to open my present. I was delighted to find a pair of prancing horse cufflinks in the small box, lined with black velvet. All three of us seemed to have forgotten the outburst exhibited by Stephanie just now and went on with our breakfast, much happier than when we woke up. Munching on the fruits and ignoring the spread of bread and jam, I watched Steph closely, making sure that she doesn’t try to attack Carrie again.
We decided that it was better if we spent the day chilling around in the hotel instead of going out for more shopping. It was Christmas after all; better to spend it in a happy and relaxed manner. Carrie changed into another skimpy set of bikini and I prudently opted not to swim, after the morning’s incident with Steph. I still wore my trunks inside but decided to dress more modestly in case Steph tried anything with me again. The trunks inside was in case Steph tries to hurt Carrie. Girls can be so violent at times and I doubt Steph is even pregnant. Imagine her with hormonal imbalance… Scary.
I excused myself on the pretence that I was going for a walk in the hotel lobby when I was sure that the two girls were safely in the rather small pool and looked after by our butler. I gave the muscular man strict instructions to break up a fight and protect Carrie at all costs. Praying that nothing would happen, I crept back to our room on the 7th floor and entered the room stealthily. I wondered why I was sneaking around when I remembered that I was breaking into my own room! Ridiculous me. I must have been too excited about the upcoming task ahead. I walked over to Steph’s black Samsonite hard luggage case and tried to unlock the 3 digit combination lock. The lock was set to 456 and I tried unlocking it with that but it refused to unlock no matter how hard I pressed on the release buttons. I tried a variety of other combinations and could feel cold sweat starting to form. I started checking my Tag Heuer F1 watch a few times every minute, making sure that I was not taking too long. The tension was rising and I was about to give up when I put it into 000 before remembering that it was at 456. Picked up the luggage bag again and brushed against the unlock mechanism.
It was soft to the touch. 000. How sly. I felt my heart thump faster as I ran to check that the door was unlocked. This was the moment of truth. I pressed on both sides of the lock mechanism and silently, the zips were set free. At the very top was a zip lock bag with a pair of blue G-Strings. Digging through her luggage further, I saw more zip lock bags of worn undergarments, sealed to ensure that the smell does not leak to the rest of the worn articles of clothing. I only saw clothes that Steph already wore for the trip and some of those she just bought. I guess the rest were in her other luggage bag somewhere else in the room but I could not care less. I gleefully opened the zip lock bag containing the underwear that she just took off half an hour ago when changing into her bikini and put it close to my nose, savouring the heavenly smell of it.
-–End of Chapter 40—
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Dragonite
nice please continue , thanks
Thanks for your support. Will continue tonight or tomorrow
ur fan here waiting for ur next update (:
I lost my fav pair of chanel earrings todae. think I threw them away with the used tissues. ):
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Cherrygen
ur fan here waiting for ur next update (:
I lost my fav pair of chanel earrings todae. think I threw them away with the used tissues. ):
?! How’s that possible? Ouch ><
-–Chapter 41—
The G-string smelt a little musky with some of the delicious smell of Steph’s pink pussy. I could imagine myself smelling Steph’s pussy as I gave it a lick subconsciously. It tasted a little salty and I unzipped myself quickly and pushed my swimming trunks aside, touching my wet dickhead on the faint yellow stain on the bottom of Steph’s sexy underwear. I snapped back into reality and looked at my watch again. An hour has passed since I left them at the pool. It was time for me to put everything back into place and re-join the girls before they suspected something. I carefully put everything back into place and took a long last look at the blue G-string on top of the pile before locking the combination and turned the combination back to 456. Grabbing my iPad, I walked out of the room and opened the CNN app.
My member came back to life again as I saw the two scantily dressed girls splashing about in the rectangular pool and I let the iPad rest on my crotch and pretended to be reading the articles while taking small glances at the two girls. It was especially mesmerising as I saw the water droplets splash everywhere as the two girls sat on the ledge of the pool and flicked their hair in different directions, trying to splash water at each other. I saw the bikini bottoms that were clinging a little too tightly to their ass cracks and saw the loose bikini top that Carrie had on. I took another look at my watch and decided to give them another 10 minutes before asking them to leave the pool to wash up for Lunch.
There was only one bathroom in the hotel room, the other toilet does not have shower facilities, and thus the girls had to take turns to bathe after the swim. The girls were clad in large hotel bathrobes, their sexy bikini hidden under the thick fluff as we walked into the room and I told Carrie to let Steph bathe first. The moment I saw the toilet door close, I carried Carrie back into the living area in our room and into the guest toilet, slamming the door shut behind me. Without giving Carrie a chance to say a word, I disrobed her and pulled off her bikini top in a quick motion. Her bikini bottom ripped when I was trying to pull it off her perky ass and she turned around, taking off all my clothes as well. Carrying her onto the white washbasin, I entered her without any foreplay, too horny from smelling Steph’s undergarments just now.
Carrie let out a small cry as I went into her hard and fast but my dick was hindered by her dry and tight snatch.
C: Chill la dear! Why suddenly so rough?!
Me: Sorry darling, could not help myself. You looked too good to be hidden in your bikini.
C: WTF la pain leh
Me: Dear, better do it before Steph comes out…
C: Fuck yourself la.
With that, she stormed out of the toilet, grabbing the bathrobe and leaving her torn bikini behind on the floor. My member had by then softened and I walked out behind her still feeling unhappy and quite pissed. It was not till she went for a bath that I felt bad about the whole incident and brought her a cup of sprite. The water turned off just after I put the cup onto the marble bedside table top and I could hear soft sobbing coming from inside the bathroom. I knocked at the doors before trying to open it. Locked. I knocked harder and I heard some silent sniffing before I heard the door unlock and the door opened. Carrie turned away when she saw me and walked towards the sink closer to the door and I hugged her from behind, feeling my shirt soak up the water on her smooth white back.
-–End of Chapter 41—
P.S. it was a rather emotional chapter to write and one that I hesitated writing. I would usually bury these and lie that I managed to release my pent up sexual rage. But the feedback given was that I should write about both the good times and the bad. What do you think?
Ahh emotional chapters.. it adds more feel to the story rather than just the usual meet, wham, bang, fuck and fuck off lol
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gotnotime
Ahh emotional chapters.. it adds more feel to the story rather than just the usual meet, wham, bang, fuck and fuck off lol
Brings back many painful memories.
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BMW69
Brings back many painful memories.
The exact reason why I stopped working on Love and Lust for now…
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gotnotime
The exact reason why I stopped working on Love and Lust for now…
I’m probably putting this story on a hiatus after chapter 60 or something and writing a new story.