The bedroom was separated from the living room by a toilet in the middle. Not the best design as it resulted in an extremely narrow and cramped toilet (as I discovered later). Back to the story – Rachel was in bed, waiting for me. The only thing she was still wearing was a gold Chanel watch adorning her wrist.
I slowly stripped, albeit not a striptease, down to my birthday suit and got onto the bed. I caressed her slowly and kissed her forehead, moving down to her mouth. She grabbed my head and frenched me passionately. I responded by moving my hands down to her snatch and fingering her slowly. Her pussy was moist to the touch and she pushed me away from her touch.
R: This is just a blowjob.
Me: Fine.
I sat on the front of the bed, waiting for her. Rachel got down on both knees in front of me and licked my member all around. Perhaps it was the anticipation, but it felt extra sensitive to her tongue. Rachel cupped it gently and bobbed her head slowly up and down, pausing every now and then near my tip to give it a hard suck, as if luring out my baby tadpoles.
R: The carpet is really uncomfortable.
Me: Uh you want to go to the side? (The sides of the bed are not covered by a carpet)
R: Dude… can we just fuck? It’s been so long since I had a dick inside me.
Me: Err…
Well, I can hardly resist such an invitation by somebody as stunningly beautiful as Rachel. She walked passed me, onto the bed, leaving me no choice but to get on top of her. There she lay once again, almost completely naked, wearing nothing but her watch.
This time, I waited no more and fingered her to ensure she’s wet enough for my entrance. She was already dripping wet and I waited no more, plunging my lubricated member into her smooth cave. She was as tight as the first time I tried her (which wasn’t really all that long ago, now come think of it).
I plunged in and out in the usual rhythmic motions, eliciting loud moans from her. If I was in a cheaper hotel without soundproofing, I’m sure the guests next door would be enjoying a free sample of her audial capabilities. The pent up excitement must’ve caused me to pump faster than usual as I felt the urge to cum faster than usual.
There was no warning given to her as legions of soldiers spewed into her open hole, except the hard thrust I gave her. Her vagina continued to contract and expand, squeezing the remaining soldiers out of the tunnel.
I took her hand and led her into the bathroom to wash up. Ok, bad choice. The bathroom was much smaller than what I was generally used to. Think the size of the MBS bathroom and shrink it a few times… The bathroom was really thin with the sink and toilet seat on one side and the bath tub on the other. I looked for the shower to find that it was just a showerhead inside the bath tub. Ok… What an experience.
We hopped into the bath and Rachel pulled the shower curtains close (what kind of 5* hotel still has that?? The last time I saw it was in Rasa Sentosa before it’s refurbishment a while back!). I bathed Rachel slowly with the shower head, moving down slowly from her head to her b cup boobies and then finally to her pussy.
I fingered her slowly, cleaning the insides of her vagina, covered with my soldiers. Her moans came back again, filling the bath enclosure. I opted to stop right there and Rachel turned, giving me a pouting face.
Me: Nope, no more. You’ll have more of that when we’re in Hong Kong!
R: Grrr so you made me do all these for nothing.
Me: Well, my parents already gave their verdict. You just had to blow me to know their verdict.
R: As if you wouldn’t have told me anyway if I refused to blow you.
Me: Well… That is, unfortunately, very true. Yes.
She pushed me gently into the bath tub and I landed with a splash. I used my elbow to block my fall, which caused both of us to start laughing in the bath. She cleaned me up as well and we both towelled each other dry. I watched as she slipped her V-string back up her legs, and then her bra and all, before I started dressing up myself. Too late.
R: Somebody is getting hard watching me dress?
Me: Err… Not my choice.
R: You could have dressed up instead of watching. Then at least I wouldn’t know!
Me: Once again, true that!
I drove her home after the tryst, reminding her to pack her luggage as per my packing list. I warned her that missing out on any items will result in punishments dispensed in HK. She was more than eager to reassure me that I would have a good time. I stopped outside her gate and she checked her dress again before stepping out of the car. The car door swung shut and I rolled down the windows.
Me: OI! Remember, I’ll pick you up at 10am on Saturday!
With that, I drove off, calling the manager at Goodwood Park to pick up my room keys from in the room.
In an obvious attempt to make this thread more “happening”, I’ll start a little q&a thing here.
Ask me any question regarding the story and I’ll reply as best as I can without revealing my identity.
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anymore feet adventures with any of your fb (: can describe more?
Wow you created an account just to ask this? Well not to spoil the rest of the story but let’s just say you’ll be surprised
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Think the thread was a little dead cos of the lack of posts for awhile. No worries, it’ll pick back up soon. The time off gave me time to check out your other stories. The one about your army bro’s niece was pretty amazing haha.
Keke been busy yesterday
don’t worry. Typing out an update now xD glad to know you like that story. I like it too
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A friend once said that JC girls are horny…you just have to get them to show it
This is more of a general question. I’ve recently been ‘stumped’ by a girl when she quizzed me about her bra size (and those of her friends too). Apparently I was wrong on all counts; they were larger - D and even DD. Maybe I got a bit rusty, but HOW DOES ANYONE TELL? In my defence, I never really took notice of her…
Looking forward to more reads from you!
Hmm I’m sure many of them are horny but personally I’m not that into big boobs. I prefer A or B. Even an AA is good enough for me
gives the more nubile feel.
In a freak accident, I accidentally overwrote every single thing. All 119 chapters written so far. Help? Anybody?
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http://logiqstiq.com/2012/10/acciden...or-other-file/
might be worth a shot?
Sorry to say bro, didn’t work. Just typed out those lost chapters again.
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Nice story, here to support
Thanks for your support bro!
Another milestone reached! 400K views. Thank you guys! Triple updates today!
1 June 2012
I was in school for the last time before I flew off to Hong Kong. I was dreading having to go for CCA, but now that it was all over, I just wanted to head to my favourite toilet in school to change out of my attire. My favourite toilet was just a toilet in the upper levels of the school building where I knew would be empty during the school holidays. It was cleaner than usual and I knew I would be undisturbed inside.
I heard moaning sounds coming from the female toilet, on my way to my toilet. I thought nothing of it at first and my fear of getting caught stopped me from barging in to see what’s happening inside. For all I know, it could just be the cleaning aunty masturbating inside the toilet. Now, I wouldn’t want to go to jail for that would I?
Curiosity would overcome me in the end, as I walked back to the toilet and stood outside the wooden door, listening to the moans coming from inside. It didn’t sound like an old aunty – whatever those moans would sound like anyway – and hence, I mustered the courage to open the door a little and stepped into the toilet.
The toilet was unoccupied, save one cubicle with the door closed. I took out my iPhone 4S and slid the camera button up the screen. I switched the camera into video mode and stood there stumped. I could go from the top or I could take it from the hole under the cubicle door. I reasoned that she was less likely to be looking down than up. I hope that was the right call.
I held my breath and squatted down in front of the cubicle door, iPhone in hand, recording everything that was going on in the cubicle. I could see what was in the cubicle through the screen of my phone and indeed the scene was more bizarre than I had imagined it would be.
A girl was half lying on the toilet seat and another guy was pumping her like there was no tomorrow. She was moaning rather loudly indeed, with the beat of his pumping. Her face was covered by his body and he was facing the toilet wall. I could not tell who the couple were.
I could see a green fac tee strewn and forgotten on the toilet floor and a pair of PE pants dangling off her legs. I was looking out for more details when the guy said “Ugh! I’m cumming!”. He pulled out of her and I quickly ran into the cubicle next door, shutting the door as quietly as I could. I stopped the recording and saved a copy into my file hiding app.
I peeked through the top of the cubicle as the guy left, telling her that he would wait for her downstairs.
Marcus and Alice were having a tryst in the school toilet.
The sound of the toilet door closing was distinct and I took it as the cue for me to leave the cubicle. Alice was cleaning Marcus’ spunk from her stomach with a copious amount of toilet paper and didn’t notice me standing outside the cubicle looking at her back view. The cubicle was a mess, and so was Alice. Her clothes were all over the floor and her hair was all over her face.
I cleared my throat softly, just loud enough to be heard over the sounds of rustling toilet paper. Alice turned around, startled.
A: What do you want?
Me: I want to do what Marcus did to you.
A: Fuck off or I’ll call him up now.
Me: Oh yeah?
I took out my phone and pressed play on the video of the two of them having sex in the cubicle. To any other person, it would look like two people enjoying themselves in the cubicle. But at that moment, to Alice, it was as clear as day that it was her and Marcus in the toilet.
A: Ok. You better do it quickly before Marcus comes to look for me.
Me: My pleasure.
I dropped my PE pants onto the toilet floor, leaving my PE shirt on as Alice got back to the position she was in previously. I pulled her higher, straining her neck as I plunged into her pussy with one swift stroke.
It had been well lubricated by Marcus just now and she was probably getting wet again as I pounded her with fast, hard strokes. I had no intention of getting caught by Marcus and that spurred me on even more. I watched as her twin peaks bounced freely in their awkward position as Alice curled upwards to meet my dick.
I told her to get into the doggy position and slipped off her shoes before plunging into her vagina again, deeper than ever. Alice’s moans almost turned into a scream as I plunged my entire length into her, almost touching the end of her pussy.
I muffled her with my right hand, my left grabbing on her left boob as I continued to pound her hard and fast. I have to admit, the position was awkward as I had to lean forward and stretch quite a bit as I struggled to grab her mouth to shut her up.
Stroke after stroke of her used snatch finally did enough to coax the soldiers out of me. Fearing that she would bite me if I asked for a blowjob, I simply pulled out and told her to get on the floor.