sure old friend! im no longer in raffles place too. happy weekend
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discordpiggy
DAMNIT bro starbucks!!! finally you are back!!!
i no longer in Raffles Place… hahhah!!! out of job… but should be back soon hee!!
Please! Please! continue your story!
Wana thank some bros for the PM and greetings!
but can’t give you their contact cos i’m not a pimp. Also they are not real. Yes you heard me… but they occasionally exist in my wet dream, including fatty-cute M.
Anyway, if it gives you the kick, Ms G looked something like that in her usual executive attire. can imagine her with a frame less glasses?
http://www.tlcthai.com/women/wp-cont...ortHair-36.jpg
will upload next installment soon.
Well… i tried to convince her it was a fool proof plan… blah blah blah. And ironically, Ms G bought my plan - wholesale.
Boy, I felt a weird excitement generating in my guts … was it because I will finally touch her body or see a semi naked Ms G lying comfortably on Hotel 81’s bed, in full view? I don’t know… or was it the excitement of the unknown of what will happen next? Or the idea of ‘cheating’ to check in 81 in broad daylight?
We finally agreed that she would call in sick due to stomach cramps - a perfectly acceptable and legit excuse that did not require a medical certificate if it’s just a one-day leave. I came to know that stomach cramp has always been the most popular, tried and tested excuse used by the lao jiao ladies in my company! Hmmm… or should i say most companies? How unfair for men!
Anyway, while smsing Ms G, i have started planning what to do tomorrow and threw the following into my Samsonite laptop bag:
Lavender essential oil and mini burner (a very nice gift from by D actually! )
A bottle of Johnson’s baby oil (my professionalism)
A set of clothes & my Armani underwear (my vanity)
My black Havaiana slippers (my comfort)
A box of Durex Featherlite (my emergency use)
My Gillette March 3 Turbo (my kinkiness, if you can read my mind)
Reach Raffles Place 15 mins earlier (my strategy)
The next morning, like a guided missile, I headed straight to Toast Box and bought 3 cups of my favourite teh C kosong and Kaya toasts and whistled on the way to office, passing by Ms Luse, Ms G’s ‘godma’ and the Executive Assistant of both our departments.
“Good morning Luse, here you go this is for you my lovely lady… and this is for Ms G” i said, intentionally placing the cup and toasts on her desk.
L: My darling, Ms G’s on MC today la! What a waste …!
S: Oh what happened, is she alright??
L: You know… the woman thingy…once a month la.
S: Oh what a shame …in that case who shall i give this lovely cup of tea to?
Just then, the kind-looking cleaner auntie came by and quickly claimed possession of my stage prop!
“YES!! You’re a bloody genius!!” my heart shouted.
S: Oh btw Luse, i’m a half day leave today; pls leave me a message if there’s urgent.
Luse: Noted dear!
I stealthy left office 15 mins earlier to avoid the lunch crowd and went to the fruit stall to buy a cup of banana milk to appease my stomach. In any case I believe in TCM’s ‘yi xing bu xing’, which means using food (of similar shapes as your human parts or organs) as replenishment… So now you know why monkeys mate non-stop?
Reaching our rendezvous at 1250, I promptly showed the young man my IC without his asking, a procedure i became so familiar with since i was introduced to the world of casual ‘convenience’ after befriending my lovely D, the woman who helped me cure my addiction to masturbation…
Back then, the receptionist would simply throw you that huge key with no question asked. I guess they wouldn’t even want to look at my sorry face and I would just walk to the lift, feeling shameful like I’ve just pooped in my pants.
Once I’m inside the love cave, i took a quick shower, text Ms G the room number and prepared the essential oil, making sure to avoid touching the bed so that it looked crisp and fresh when she arrives.
And within minutes, the doorbell rang…
Once I’m inside the love cave, i took a quick shower, changed into my t shirt and shorts and text Ms G the room number while preparing the essential oil, making sure to avoid touching the bed so that it looked crisp and fresh when she arrives.
And within minutes, the doorbell rang…
Excited like an ah xiao ready to create havoc, i dashed to unlock the door and saw my mei mei waiting obediently outside, wearing a white low cut top and a chic-looking denim shorts that revealed her pair of fair long legs.
“Wow ,you look awesome my dear!” She brightened up asked with curiosity, “So this is our room?”
i nodded and instinctively held her hand to lead her into our lavender scented room, where we would spend the next 2 hours privately on this casual Friday afternoon. I had wanted this first physical touch to be a special ice breaker to ease her up in case she feel nervous being massaged, but it seemed that I was the more gan jiong of the two.
G: Wah…nice setting, got aromatherapy some more, got music or not?"
She asked while checking out the bathroom, bed, mineral water and TV… while i thought it must be her first time in 81, i opted not to verify out of courtesy and respect.
S: So… here we are after someone kept pestering me for my magic hands until i have to comply like an obedient slave!
G: LOL, kinda exciting right? My first time cheating my boss you know, all thanks to you!!
S: Hello, thanks to me? Not afraid that i’ll sabo you?
G: You’d better not or else i’ll show your boss your sms to prove that you are my accomplice!
S: oh dear, you are seriously dangerous! Hmmph i’m going to squeeze you real hard later and make you scream!!
G: Wei… seriously, be gentle! I’m really in pain after the workout!
Just then G turned around and shot me a serious look “I trust there’s no spy camera in this room?”
S: You don’t trust me huh?
G: I am not that sure … (looking cautiously around the room)
S: haha, remember to keep smiling throughout then?!
G: Still laugh (slapping hard on my muscular superman chest) If i ever see my naked pics in the internet, i’m going to kill you, ok Starbucks!"
S: Wah so horny?
G: What?!
S: I mean, so fierce? You can trust me! if there is only person who will see you naked today, it would be just me… i promise *wink*
G: That’s better!
At the back of my mind, i was like “WTF What did this crazy girl mean?!? Naked? omf bird bird…!
Ms G walked to the door and locked it with a ‘click’ and made herself at home by sitting on the springy bed and removed her glasses, before lying comfortably on her back and shut her eyes, resembling an excited JC girl waiting obediently for further instruction.
Looking at her nubile body, Starbucks imagined he would definitely beat Pierre Png for Best Actor Award in Star Awards for this soft porn production, and he was no doubt impressed and pleasantly surprised by his co-actress’ spontaneous and forthright character. How great if Ms G could be his PA & follow him on his regular business trips… this horny dreamer was already consuming wild and erotic ideas for his attractive PA.
“Ok Starbucks, its your time to shine again - as a professional masseur - and an A-list actor! Just focus and do a good job with those massage and things will go your way! Any other rewards will multiply itself 10-fold for sure! So be patient and play by ear!” advised my little kukujiao, which was pointing up and down uncontrollably like a Ferrari’s speedometer.
With that, I grabbed my hp and played my collection of sensual spa music that i have spent the entire morning downloading.
I slowly made my way towards Ms G on bed and knelt behind her head, with my dick facing her head. “Just close you eyes and relax Ok, G,” i assured her and proceed to gently massage her cute round scalp with my fingertips. This is to relieve any possible stress or headache that may often result from muscular tension. Gently, my fingers made their way to G’s smooth neck and shoulder, to which she reacted by twirling her body slightly while stifling her laughters.
S: So you are afraid of tickles huh?
G: Yea… (she moan softly) my sensitive spot…
S: OK just relax. Your shoulders muscles are very stiff and has many knots here, do you feel it? I need to loosen them now (I whispered softly into her ears)
G: Ahuh… just do it…Starbucks (she whispered, visibly too relaxed by the music and aromatherapy to bother)
S: You are very comfy in this position, but sweetie i need you to turn over to massage your shoulders and back and i need to remove your top…
G: Now?
S: Yes… but i wouldn’t force you to undress, if you are uncomfortable.
I bet we could hear each other’s hearts pounding while we both anticipated our next move. There was a long long silence… And just as i was reaching out for my mineral water, Ms G crept out of bed swiftly and grabbed the water and started drinking.
G: You remove yours and i remove mine!
S: What? Who’s massagin who? How about this, today you massage me la… another time then i massage you?… my body hurts too… OoWw…
G: Hahaa, you wish! I can’t let you take advantage of me, right?
S: Hmm… fair enough.
In an instant, Ms G turned around and pulled her white top over and threw it on my face…
Standing before me was a slim, fair, sweet looking goddess cupping her delicious breasts . Yes … she wasn’t wearing a bra and yes on closer look, i saw a pair of healthy looking B Cup tits with a sexy mole near her right armpit
Standing before me was a slim, fair, sweet looking goddess cupping her delicious breasts . Yes … she wasn’t wearing a bra and yes on closer look, i saw a pair of healthy looking B Cup tits with a sexy mole near her right armpit
Ms G lay down slowly on the bed, her eyes locking into mine without the slightest shift in her vision. I did the same to her and crawled confidently towards her, an cannibalistic act that sends chill down her spine.
This time, her sexy armpit mole become more visible from her side boob and that gave me an immediate boner, which had formed an embarrassing protrusion on the front of my pants. I had to tuck in my stomach - if you can visualize the posture of having a stomachache - to hide my defiant arousal.
No words came from my snow white fair skinned mei mei but she was looking at me from the corner of her eyes and still cupping her breasts. This time, her breathing became heavier and ballooned her terrified chest even further.
“This has to go as well,” I said and proceeded to unzip her jean shorts, and pulled it down swiftly. It would be useless to ask for her permission anymore. Cheating on her boss to meet me braless in Hotel 81 would have given me the greatest hint and permission ever… and i don’t want to be like a pussified mummy’s boy.
My sister wasn’t wearing anything below either. I should have guessed since i could spot no trace of fabric, despite already pulling her shorts 3 quarters down… and the best thing is…. she’s completely bald. She is hairless and clean.
I reacted. i mean who wouldn’t… “WooOoo” i remarked and turned my attention to her face. I wanted to see her reaction, badly. She covered her face with embarrassment but could not hide her smile.
Neither could i.
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diputs1269
Upz for your updates, please continue.
thanks for the points bro diputs! points points points….give me any points but traffic demerit points! Too long never drive, just kena a camera flash inside CTE tunnel… smooth traffic inside so i sped without noticing the speed limit. There goes my $120
I wanted to see her reaction, badly. She covered her face with embarrassment but could not hide her smile. Neither could I.
Silently and unknown to her, I undressed, I made my way on top of her body, spread my things and positioned myself so that my velvety Armani was caressing her innocent bald pussy. This sensation caused a slight jerk of arousal from her hips.
I’m bloody sure if I had done this to a gay, he would have ripped my purple Armani undies, spanked my big black ass and inoculate me right then…
Cautiously, I grabbed Ms G’s wrists and gently parted her hands to pin them by the side. I was very very pleased with what lay in front of me and lowered my body.
Just some 10 centimeters away from my face was a pair of magically erected nipples, light brown, stubbornly hard and proudly crowning a pair of soft medium sized buns. That pair of round sexy fun bags, one of the smoothest I’ve ever felt. The neh neh size is a good 34B. Not too big nor small… looks very juicy and a perfect fit for a gentleman’s palm like mine. (Gentlemen have standard palms. Not big not small too) Oh… Ms G’s small defiant nipples seemed dying to be comforted by my thick Korean burger lips.
With her eyes half shut, she was showing no resistance at all, obediently complying to my every non-verbal instructions, but she was biting her seductive lips, which is uniformly coated with a layer of gloss.
The sexual tension in this room was sky high, my heart was pounding like wild pop corns and the constant rush of blood to my venous red curving cock was making it swell with throbbing excitement. “No holding back from this point onwards. No point feeling embarrassed too… remember, Just focus and do a good job with those massage and things will go your way….” I was again reminded by that magical voice from within.
Casting away my slightly embarrassment for the precum I sensed, I took my eyes off Ms G’s fantastic nipples momentarily and locked my vision to their owner, who was also inspecting my muscular chest and bods.
“Business or pleasure, my Mdm?” I asked, cheekily.
Looking visibly aroused and yet a little shy, G turned her head sideways, thought for a few seconds and replied “Business please!” before breaking free and giggled her way to the pillow, where she automatically flipped over to expect a good back rub from her masseur cum gym instructor cum peacemaker, otherwise known as Talented Mr Ripley.
While eager to please, I felt exploited like a slave… seriously!
Behind her back, I took another opportunity to remove my last piece of article and proceeded to mount on her fleshy round butts while holding the bottle of baby oil in one hand. From the chicken skin that appeared on her butts and its butt chilling vibration, she must have felt my smooth stallion balls but kept silent.
I poured a generous amount of the baby oil onto my palms and rub it liberally on that incredibly smooth back… I used my warm palms glided up and down, sweeping medium and long strokes along her upper and mid back. Using my powerful thumbs and skillful fingers, i kneaded her knot to loosen her muscles for deep muscle relaxation that dramatically sent her to the highest heaven.
G: Oh that feels sooo dam fucking good…. Are you sure you are not a professional masseur? she asked.
S: No, sorry. I’m a professional gigolo.
G: Omg, I think you really are…
S: You like it?
G: Absolutely.
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starbucks
hi all, i happen to be quite free these days, clearing my compulsory leave from last year and having no travel plans. so here i am in sammy, my preferred solution to kill boredom. Feeling the urge to share past experiences with ladies, whom i think most guys dont want to meet.
they are some of the chubbiest and plainest local lady folks whom i met up with some years ago and still hangout together till today, before i finally decided to settle down and end my exciting period of single-hood (fortunately, i was bestowed with a slim, beautiful wife).
To be honest, back then, i was quite an OK looking person (definitely not superstar handsome, but handsome in a sense that i have a pleasant face and nice warm smile) and im known for my mild temperament so naturally i’m quite likable by most of the ladies (and guys also, but thats not the point) from young, old, butt ugly, artificially pretty, super fat to pencil thin.
Likable is one thing, just that there is a little problem with me.
I find it very (very) hard to reject them (i’m talking about the fat ugly ones) cos i dont want to hurt their feelings, esp if i sense they will feel very very sad. sadly thats my weakness. I’m sure it isnt compassion, its just a mis-wired connection somewhere in my brain.
So since i started growing hair on my balls…. i have befriended plenty of these type of lady friends, who are (excuse me for being direct) fat, ugly, lonely, flat chested, divorced, blind-in-one-eye, mentally unstable, extremely emotional and a few lesbians.
Am i attracted to them? sexually yes for some, but i treated most as normal friends. Are they attracted to me? i think so and i guess they each want me badly, or to be specific, wanted my time and affection. and these women knew i wouldnt reject them flatly.
On different occasion, i would be approached for what i call ‘compulsory companionship’. Most will ask me to go for movies and dinner after work. A few have separately asked me to spend a night with them at the hotel cos they need a listening ear for their problems in life (i’m not kidding), and there was one who invite me to her house to watch ‘scv’ when i told her i enjoy sports channel very much but dont have cable installed at home (i went of course and got hooked!) and there was another who would ask me to sleep over, provided that i help her massage on fridays, after her long week at work. then there was one who would especially asked me out to ‘destress’ whenever she quarrels with her bf…
When i have the time to spare and energy to release, i will accede to these requests. i remembered i meeting D, a chirpy lady who was in her late 30s, looks every bit a plain Jane, but her voice is clear, her hair is long and wavy and she has very smooth creamy skin and wide seductive lips…
You sound like a little bitch. Wash your vagina and be a man bro.
You don’t wanna be around fatties and uglies, do something about it.
what, I sound like a bitch?? hahaha ya, maybe i am one hey, unlike you Indian cock! thanks for reading a bitchs report on CHUBBY GIRL AND PLAIN JANE, which is what the content is all about..
G: Oh that feels sooo dam fucking good…. Are you sure you are not a professional masseur? she asked.
S: No, sorry. I’m a professional gigolo.
G: Omg, I think you really are…
S: You like it?
G: Absolutely
In firm circular motion and outward kneading, my fingers travelled from her neck down along her spine, lower back and spread out across her fleshy hips and then up to her soft waist, caressing her side boobs, before returning to her neck, pampering her with the most relaxing and enjoyable back massage techniques I’ve ever given to a lady back then.
She’s one lucky girl, but she deserves it, because she’s a special girl that holds a special place in my heart - and dick. From her slow deep breathing i could tell she was in a totally relaxed state and was perhaps half asleep. My hands began to travel south to massage her smooth meaty bums, which i swear is 10 x smoother than my face! Most women have smooth butts. I said Most - and not All - because my gf has a coarse, dry and bumpy butt skin!
I once told her to use mask on her butts and she asked me not to be so sick!?!
Her bums felt rather tight too… i wasted no time and began using both my strong thumbs to perform circular massages and loosening the areas around her hips. I dislike using my elbows to do the same, although this is what many Thai masseurs usually do (right?) I would not be able to feel the pressure if i use my elbows and i can’t feel the tissues underneath.
I performed a good 30 min massage on her entire back, before i felt that her muscles were sufficiently loosened (And ready for the sensual massage to begin). It was a physically exhausting for me too, since I’m an amateur, but thankfully, her Ms G’s frame wasn’t big and it was relatively easy to maneuver myself around the bed.
I thoroughly enjoyed the experience of laying my hands all over G’s young smooth body, especially when she cannot see a naked and fully erected colleague salivating over her tits and ass. It was my way of de-stressing too.
“I hope you enjoyed it” and shook her legs, back and arms to end the massage and to wake her up.
Just as she started to move a little, I quickly parted her legs and began to stroke her inner thighs with my runny fingers. Ms G began to laugh…. but her laughter soon turned into soft moaning… Ogling at her pussy lips, which i believe she could sense my visual intrusion, I then parted them lightly with my 2 thumbs…. This immediately generated a wave of ecstasy down her glistering watery southern hemisphere and i could see her butt muscles tightening.
G: Wei, Ti Ko Pek, What are you doing? (Ms G said in soft relaxed tone)
S: Enjoying the view of your pussy, I said shamelessly to her. “No hair and looks dripping wet!”
Embarrassed, Ms G slowly turned around to face me, in an attempt to hide her wet slimy pussy from my strokes, but couldn’t hide the pink flushes on her cheek and neck.
G: “Oh my gosh…” she covered her face let out an exaggerated shriek.
S: What? i asked, facing her in a kneeling posture…
Enjoying the clear view through the apparent crack between her fingers, she pointed at that treasure between my muscular legs and kept giggling while staring at the erected piece of meat. My dick grew ever thicker when i saw her firm tits.
“Come say hello to little Starbucks” i pulled her closer for a hug and an intended kiss but it unintentionally brought her towards my cock. Her mouth was then inches away from my circumcised cock, which was already red and veiny from close to an hour of full erection. She started wide eyed and was so damm close that i could feel her breath directly above my cock.
I placed one hand on her head, half expecting her to take the hint.
“Pls… do it, oral me, suck my dick, just suck it slowly, Pls…” my heart screamed repeatedly but i was waiting for this ‘virgin’ to chicken out.
What happened next stunned me. She expertly enveloped her lips around the tip of my penis and in a swift move engulfed it and pump herself down, twirling her tongue around my penis and moaned like a lusty Japanese porn star, reciprocating me with one of the smoothest and most refreshing bj i’ve ever received.
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With one hand on her head, i grabbed her oily boobs and them a good solid rub before milking them the way i express orange juice every evening