Thanks for your support bros and a big thank you for the bro who up me.
She acted like nothing happened when she walked out again but I could see that her face seems a little red. Hmm perhaps it was warm in the toilet but I doubted so. We watched The Social Network together on TV after she was done with using my laptop. The reception actually managed to find me a HDMI cable for me to connect my laptop to the 42” TV in the room.
Rachel and I cuddled on my bed watching the movie together. She lay on my chest as I put my arms around her chest/ stomach area. The only movements we made were to get up to take a drink from the mini-fridge or to give each other a peck on the cheek from time to time. Rachel reluctantly went back to her room after the movie was done even though I told her to stay.
I went for a bath after she left and I don’t know what prompted me to look into the pad bin again after locking the toilet door (ok, I don’t know why I lock the door even when I’m the only one in the room). Maybe it was because she spent a long time in the toilet (masturbating?) or because of fate (of you believe in it) but took out the bin from under the sink and opened it. Voilà.
The light blue panties were still wet to the touch, more than 2 hours after it was left there. I could only imagine how wet it was when it was first placed there. The inside of the bin was otherwise empty and looked really clean so I put her panties up to my nose and smelt it. It smells kinda musky but I guess it was to be expected after being left there for so long. It was pretty odorous and there was another smell which I simply could not describe. The closest I can say is Pomegranate or something but I liked it a lot.
I thought what the heck, since I was the only one in the room, I went out of the toilet completely naked and started watching a porn film. 1080p porn sure looks good on a 42” screen and even from my bed, I could enjoy the actress’s pink nipples and pussy in their Full HD glory. I hope the room was sound-proofed to some extent. :P
I held her panties in one hand and wanked with the other, imagining that I was licking her pussy while she was sucking me in the 69 position. Then when I was about to cum, I wrapped the soft panties around my throbbing member and shot my load all over the glass topped coffee table. It was so sensual having her silky soft panties around my raging erection and I imagined her similarly soft hands wrapped around my dick instead.
I cleaned up my mess and went to take my bath, washing her panties with cold water after I was done with it. It may not smell like her juices anymore but I would have many more nights with it wrapped around my dick as I wanked away thinking about her.
What a souvenir!
Apologies for the lack of update yesterday. Was too busy to login.
The next morning was the almost the same as every other morning here in LA. I say almost because I was greeted with a Rachel with her dress half unzipped at the back. It looked kind of loose from the front but when she turned around, I saw the problem. The zipper was a little higher than she could reach and she needed a hand to zip it up. She could have gone to her female teacher of course, but where is the fun in that?
So that morning, I was treated to Rachel’s back view. Her white skin was completely smooth, devoid of the slightest blemish. Her black bra was also very visible, just above her zipper. I wonder how she managed to hook her bra then.
I kind of got used to having Rachel around to help me in the morning. She did give me a wink while asking me if I enjoyed last night. I don’t know if she meant the cuddling or her panties but both ways, I enjoyed the night very much.
Rach: Eh give me one room card leh… Then I can come in even when you’re dolling up in the toilet.
Me: Why leh? Want to help me doll up ah?
Rach: Lazy stand outside la…
Me: Ok lor. Then you must give me yours also. What if you lose mine? I still need to return 2 leh.
I thought she would think of something to rebut me or scold me for asking for her room card. To my surprise, she reached into her laptop bag and retrieved the other room card. She warned me against accessing her room without her permission and I assured that I have no intentions of doing so. Yeah right. Hahaha.
Rachel came into my room as usual after the event but brought with her some clothes and a small bag of toiletries.
Me: Wah, moving over ah?
Rach: You wish la. Just going to bathe here so that I don’t need to wait till I get back.
Me: Chey… You bring all your stuff I thought you are moving over.
Rach: Happy thinking lor…
She went over to turn on my laptop and went into Facebook while I went for a bath. I sure hope that my porn was well hidden enough such that she would not find it accidentally.
Post 1300!
Unfortunately, my WiFi is giving me issues today so no updates bros. Accessing using data now and don’t have a copy in my phone.
My laptop had been turned off by the time I came out of the bathroom wearing a simple AX tee shirt and shorts. Rachel was sitting on my bed waiting for her turn to bathe. I told her that she could go in now and watched her leave her phone on my bed, walking into the bathroom with her things in hand.
I contemplated looking through her phone to see if there was anything I should know about but I was unsure what her password was. I definitely didn’t want to lock her out of her phone. By the time I finished pacing the room thinking, Rachel was out of the toilet and it was too late for me to look through her phone.
Rachel was dressed in a simple black tank top showing her bra slightly and a pair of contrasting white shorts that barely covered her underwear if she was wearing any. Her old clothes were safely placed into the hotel laundry bag, away from plain sight so I couldn’t see what underwear she was wearing in the morning. I needed an excuse to stay in the hotel when she went out.
She connected my laptop to the TV to watch another movie as I took out my camera to transfer photos into my laptop. She got to my laptop first and I was unable to do what I set out to do. I put my camera onto my lap and sat on my sofa watching Black Swan while she sat opposite me on my bed. I brought out the courage to take more
pictures
of her after the movie ended even though I bet she knew about those pictures I have of her in my phone.
She started The King’s Speech after Black Swan ended and it was about 2am when that ended. I asked her to stay for the night but she gave me a cold stare and walked out of my room with her clothes. Better luck next time I guess…
I woke up on the fifth day in Los Angeles by a pillow whacking me on the head. Rachel let herself into my room before my morning call came and woke me up. She chased me into my bathroom where I saw another set of toiletries neatly arranged on the counter top. My toothbrush already had toothpaste on it and was sitting atop a glass full of water. I shouted a word of thanks to Rachel before brushing my teeth.
Rachel was still in her clothes from last night when I walked out of the bathroom and she had brought a change of clothes. I contemplated leaving my phone recording a video in the toilet before she went in but decided that it was too risky. My friendship/ relationship with Rachel was far too important for that.
Rachel came out of the bathroom wearing a black and white striped shirt with a pair of Levi’s blue skinny jeans. She seemed to be dressing down for the fourth day of the event. I saw her wearing her heels again as she shooed me into the bathroom with my formal clothes for the day. I was taking my suit out of the hanger when she told me to leave it. Guess she wanted me to dress down as well.
We walked to breakfast that morning with me in my formal shirt without a tie and our teachers looked at us disapprovingly. If they were impressed with our decision, they don’t seem to be showing it in the conventional way.
We went to the L.A Live as usual but I had started working on my plan. I went to the toilet 3x before lunch and another twice after that. I would lock myself in the cubicle in case my teacher went to check on me and I would say that I’m having a bad bout of diarrhoea. By 2pm, my teacher was insisting that I go back to the hotel and that I saw a doctor.
Back in the hotel, the hotel doctor prescribed me some medicine to stop the diarrhoea and I told my teacher I was going back into my room for medicine and I would take a nap after that. He agreed that I needed my sleep and I walked back to my room unable to contain my glee.
I waited in my room for about half an hour to make sure that my teacher didn’t check on me before giving him a call, informing him that I was taking a nap. He insisted that I call him after I woke up and that was about it.
I made sure I had my room card with me when I walked out and checked that I had the other card when I walked into the lift. I was finally going to do it.
I reminded myself that I didn’t need to look left and right before I opened the door, heart beating fast. I approached the suitcase on the rack about 50m away from the door and started my exploration. I was finally inside Rachel’s room. I doubled back to latch the door shut before walking towards her unzipped suitcase again, not knowing what I could expect to find.
There was a pile of clothes right at the top when I popped the cover open. I recognised them from the clothes she wore the previous days. I used my phone to take pictures of her suitcase as I went through her clothes so that I knew how to put them back again later. I felt my manhood stir as I brought them up to my nose and smelled them before putting them down again. It’s been a few days since I last had release. The fun was just about to begin.
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I knew the day would come when I would read a story of people I know..great that you are Excelling in your Exploration bro
oops hahaha hc boy?
Sorry that I haven’t been updating. I’m Overseas without my laptop. Will give triple dose when I’m back
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Digging further into the pile of clothes, I found the plastic bag where she kept all her worn underwear. There were many familiar pieces which I got to see during those times at Starbucks and I imagined her sitting there opposite me when I inhaled deeply into the first pair. It smelled almost like the one I found in my room except that it had a much stronger musky smell. Perhaps it had been kept for too long inside the plastic bag.
I hungrily moved on to her other pieces of undergarments, smelling them one by one and taking in their wonderful scents. I lusted for Rachel as I went through her underwear and I was tempted to steal a few pieces for my personal pleasure when I’m going back to my room.
I made sure to pack everything back into the white plastic bag before I moved further down, taking out the clothes that she wore before. I was down to the set of clothes she wore on the plane that day when I finally found something that I was really interested in. Along with her jeans was the pair of socks that she wore on the long flight to Los Angeles.
The socks were from her old school. I guess she chose to wear that pair because her jeans could hide the school initials and that they were well work in and thus more comfortable on the long flight. I estimate that she wore it for about 24 hours on that day and my heart beat fast as I brought them for a closer look.
There were signs that they have been worn before. Some grey bits showing where her feet were, probably from when she was rushing around her house taking last minute things. I brought the right sock up to my nose for a sniff and found that they smell really good. They were definitely imbued with the scent of her feet.
I put them aside thinking if I should take them back as souvenirs while I dug deeper into her luggage to look at her unworn pieces of clothing. I found three more sets of clothes. Probably two for the remaining days and one as a spare set just in case. I managed to find another pair of unworn socks from her secondary school, for the flight home I guess. Satisfied that she had another pair of comfortable socks to wear, I pocketed the worn pair hoping that she won’t find them missing.
I took the effort to place everything back just as in the many photographs that I took hoping that I got most of the positions correct. I checked the suitcase once again and was satisfied with the conditions of the clothes inside. I crept to the door with the stolen socks in my pocket and crept towards the door.
Peering through the peephole, I saw an empty corridor, enabling me to quickly sneak back into my room before anyone came to check on me.
I locked and bolted my door the moment I stepped into my room and jumped onto my bed with my loot. I took 5 minutes to calm my thumping heart as I booted up my black laptop. Satisfied that I was in my favourite porn site, I went to retrieve the pair of light blue panties she left behind and started stripping myself slowly.
With my laptop playing some schoolgirl porn and my phone displaying pictures of Rachel in her school uniform, I put her socks up to my nose and wanked away with her panties on my dick. I imagined that Rachel on my phone screen replaced the actress on my laptop.
I imagined that my dick was inside Rachel’s smooth but tight cunt and that I was having sex with her in the same position as the porn actress. I imagined that Rachel smelled exactly like her sweat soaked socks while I pumped away hard in different positions. For all I cared about at that moment, Rachel was here and I was pumping away happily.
It did not take me long to orgasm to a picture of Rachel in her brown JC school uniform. She was squatting in front of her Chinese calligraphy during CNY celebrations and her baby pink panties were showing for all to see. I was the official photographer for the event and happened to capture that shot in my full 18mp just as she turned herself to face me. That was one of those times where I really appreciated the 19 AF points and the phenomenally quick AF.
I washed Rachel’s panties and hung them to dry in the toilet and hid Rachel’s white school socks in one of the zip lock bags I brought for my worn undergarments. Satisfied that it was well hidden inside one of the pockets of a pair of pants I wore a few days back, I went to sleep still thinking about Rachel.
The familiar ringtone of my S2 woke me up from my slumber and I glanced at the time before picking up. 7:22pm.
Rach: Hey sleepy head! Mr X told me to wake you up for dinner. You feeling better?
Me: Yeah quite a bit better already. Erm come over and look for me? I’ll get dressed for dinner.
Rach: Eh you ok or not? Otherwise we just call room service in your room la.
Me: Not expensive meh room service?
Rach: Still within our dinner budget la. Mrs Y said can.
Me: Ok lor… Then you come over and we order.
I immediately ran to the toilet to hide Rachel’s panties and checked that her socks were well hidden in my suitcase.
Haha I’m a little surprised that someone is still reading my story after I disappeared. Working hard to catch up with the posts here hence why I’m still awake (and jet lag lol even though I don’t like to admit that I suffer from it)
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