OK….bros, long time no talk…..sorry, had been away….
Things have been quite happening with Tracy. Will share them in due course.
Anyway, let me finish off that encounter which I was recalling. It was sometime ago liao….
So, it was the flirting at the table, or should I say under the table, which really had me going that day.
After the ‘peekaboo’ I was given, my heart started to pump really fast and Tracy was trying to subdue her look of amusement, biting on a little of her lips to prevent laughing out loud.
We finished dinner and each person started to leave the table, with myself being the last to stand up as I needed the time to cool down and let my lil bro resume to its normal, manageable form within my briefs.
We started to watch TV at the hall, and I tried to distract myself by joining in the boring chit chat my brother and father were having. Tracy was focused on the TV show, looking like nothing extraordinary was going on.
She stood up to use the bathroom. Hearing that the maid was cleaning something at the ground floor guest toilet, she proceeded to walk upstairs to another.
Quickly seizing the chance, I followed her after a minute or so, citing that I needed to get something from my old room.
The toilet door at the far end of the second floor passage way was shut, with her in it as I was sure everyone else was on the floor below. I pretended to use my handphone and talked into it, loitering a little between the toilet and my room door, ’engrossed’ in my conversation.
I heard the flush of the toilet and quickly walked towards it.
The door started to open slowly and before Tracy could emerge, I pushed it open a little more, squeezed myself into it and quickly shut the door.
Tracy gasped in surprised and before she could mutter any words in reprimand, I locked her in a tight embrace and sealed my lips onto hers.
Tracy started to struggle, the wriggling of her body and moans escaping our locked lips sending shock waves of desire to flow from my groin to the rest of my body.
She managed to push me away and whispered angrily,’ What are you doing, you idiot?!’
Grabbing her by her butt, oh…that warmth and softness, I grinned like a silly school boy, pecked her on her cheek, reached behind me to open the door again, and glided myself out of the bathroom, leaving the gorgeous lady standing there breatheless, looking both angry and amused.
But hey, that CFM glimmer….damn right, was right there, in her eyes…
All that happened in like 2 minutes.
Quick hunt…..steady not?
Tracy came back downstairs after a couple of minutes, probably took her time to regain her composure….
We resume our ‘family’ time with the rest, talking and watching TV.
My mother than came out from the kitchen and asked my brother to send a plastic bag of some stuff to my auntie’s condo, which was not far away but very near my brother’s place.
The lazy guy started to grumble and said he was going to be meeting frens for drinks and did not have time for the errand.
My mother looked at me hopefully and I sighed a little in protest but agreed to the boring job. So much for plotting my next encounter with the goddess……..
Once again, the awesome lady out-maneuvered me and caught me by surprise in a pleasant way. She volunteered to accompany me and said I could drop her home after that, since my bro was going out.
My brother uttered a word in agreement, glad to be free totally for the evening.
For me, I just tried my very best to put on a damn straight face.
As I reversed my car out of the porch and drove out of sight from my parents’ house, Tracy pinched me on my face and I yelped in pain.
‘That was stupid you idiot,’ she grumbled, but unable to hide a crooked dimpled smile on her cheek. ‘Everyone was in the house, you crazy?’
I laughed out loudly in retort. ‘Tit for tat, lady,’ I replied, keeping my eyes on the road. ‘Your little fashion show under the table was a little too much for my blood.’
‘Yeah?’ she smiled, acting like she did not do anything wrong, looking down at the phone in her hands, SMSing someone. ‘Did it look familar?’
‘What looked familar?’ I replied cheekily. ‘The Victoria secrets or the stuff it was hiding.’
Tracy laughed out, amused, punching me in the arm and started to be real quiet, looking out the car window. I decided to remain silent as well and just remained intoxicated by her presence and the mild perfume coming from her.
My auntie resides at a condo along Bukit Timah, in the penthouse right atop a 20-storey block.
She was surprised to see the 2 of us and invited us in for drinks. We stayed a little while to keep the childless old lady company but decided to leave as it was just too boring.
While waiting at the 20th floor lift lobby, my heart started to pound as I was desperately trying to plot my next step but had my mind drawing a blank. Tracy too looked a little uneasy and my confidence told me she was reluctant to end the night there and then.
‘To her house maybe?’, I thought to myself. I decided against it, too risky. What if He walked in on us. I am a Hunter, but not a stupid, careless one who takes uncalculated risk.
Pushing the hunter mode in me to the max to seek out a chance to get my nuts off, I saw a gimmer of light.
Hey, isn’t that the door to the staircase in the corner of the lift lobby? My aunt’s penthouse is the only unit on this floor, doesn’t that mean nobody goes there…………?
Smoke break……….
Grabbing Tracy by her hand, I pulled her along with me, and dragged her towards the door. Opening it with one hard pull, I quickly walked into the stair landing with her close behind me, all this time hoping that the security CC camera just next to the lifts did not see us.
Tracy was breathing heavily, her eyes opened big in shock at what just happened.
I once again engulfed her in a bear hug, the force of me lunging forward sending her back peddling until she was against the wall.
I started to attack her neck with a vengence, using my lips, tongue and nose in syn, savouring her warm soft skin which was radiating that heavenly scent, a mixture of her usual awesome french perfurme and light perspiration.
From the corner of my eyes, I could see that Tracy was also lost in the moment with me, her head tilted to one side, eyes closed and mouth opened, breathing heavily and moaning softly and cutely.
My hands started to draw wild pictures on her back, with hers following suit on mine. I let my hands fall occasionally down onto her toned butt and and had a mind boggling time squeezing those soft buns of warm flesh and used my fingers to trace her pantyline.
We started the tongue fight shortly, our long break from doing this renewed us with fresh vigour and desire. I was filled with the urge to taste her innermost being by almost devouring her wet slippery tongue. Tracy was now almost groaning with desire and was using her teeth to bite gently on my stuck out tongue as well as my lower lips.
The tabooness of the whole thing made the session just so special, coupled with the fact that we know we were in a place where we could be caught by strangers. I had made out in public places many a times, but this was the ultimate in ‘stealing a bite’ for me.
Wasting no time, I started to explore her under her shirt. Not wanting to disrobe at a place as such, I simply pushed her bra cups above her twin mounds and started my hungry attack, kneading her awesome 32bs and teasing her nipples with my fingers.
Tracy started to writhe again in desire. Pushing me forward slightly, she lifted her shirt to just below her neck, exposing her gorgeous tits peeking out below her loosened bra cups. Pulling me back towards her, she had her hands at the back of my head and guided my face towards her breasts.
I started to kiss her mounds noisily, using my tongue to flicker her nipples, making her moan in lust.
Keeping my tongue moving in wet circles around her nipples, I moved my hands down below the hem of her skirt, carrassed her thighs all the way up till I find her VS panty-clad crotch, and poked one finger into her hot, wet, hungry pussy. Tracy almost screamed in ectsacy and I started to finger fuck her.
After a few seconds of this titilation, I pulled her panties down towards her knees. The little piece of heaven was moist, even wet with her secretions and I could almost make out the musky, womanly, heavenily scent from her sacred opening.
Sitting down on the floor, with her following suit, I unzipped my pants and released my poor lil bro that was ready to make a nuclear rocket missile look docile.
Signalling for her to turn around with her back to me, I moved her by holding her on the waist and guided her into a sitting position onto my laps.
As we all know, the first contact is always the best. As she slowly eased herself down onto me, I entered her hot cunt and almost scream in lust when she went down all the way, her inner thighs pressed firmly against mine and her naked butt pressing against my lower abdomens.
The whole scene was so erotic I am excited just painting this picture again.
Imagine her sitting in my laps, with her back to me. My nose and mouth kissing the back of her head, smelling her oh-so-lovely soft hair. My arms wrapped around her with my hands continuing the attack by kneading her breasts and pinching her nipples under her shirt.
Her skirt now bunched up at her waist, panties drawn down to her knees, her butt moving in syn with my seated hips as we enjoyed each other through the one and only method that allowed two to become one……….
argh!!!!!!!!!
The heat and wetness from her pussy told me that she already had more than one orgasm.
I was kissing the skin on the back of her neck, pumping as hard as I could to take in and feel as much of her pussy as I could.
Sensing that I was near my climax, I wanted to slow down and pull myself out.
Tracy at this time however sat down firmer into me, and whispered in a very soft, totally out-of-breathe fashion,‘cum in me, it’s ok for now.’
Man, guess it was the sexy tone of that voice that went straight from my ears to my dick, but I came!!!!!!!!!!
How to describe? Volcanoe? Tsunami? Whatever it was, it was awesome, almost violent. Tracy was taken aback by the climatic climax I was achieving and gamely ground herself into me more to milk me more…….
I was spent………….!!!!!!!!
The almost eerie tint of the yellowish moonlight,
Casting a softening touch on all things around us,
Her sweet presence, her aura, oh what a sight,
Bringing strength to my heart, oh the blood rush.
Her sweet french perfume, the poison I seek,
Her long soft hair, accentuating her rosy cheeks,
Her slender neck, where I long to taste,
Her presence, her aura, I have to make haste.
Those gorgoeus twin mounds, the lacey support,
The delicious pink tips of which cause me hunger,
My past conquers are my lingering thoughts,
How I have squeezed, stroked and sucked them proper.
Her long shapely legs, and her stupendous behind,
The lacey g-strings, which hide her sacred opening,
I will seek those out, even if I go blind,
For they are my light, my life’s only meaning.
The warmth and her wetness,
The music from her lips,
The writhe of her body,
When I conquer her deep.
When I become one with her,
Nothing else matters,
Tracy you’re the only one,
This hunter wants to hunt.
A recent event imprinted in my mind………
It was a Sunday afternoon, and I was at the beach as usual, with a couple of friends, just hanging out, drinking beers, and flirting with the couple of gals with us.
That day was a little more special to me, as the goddess Tracy was at the beach too.
She had contacted me the day before saying she would be there with some gal frens from college and that maybe we could bump into each other for drinks.
I had earlier been thinking of skipping the beach that week, to the protest of my friends………….but hey, guess some decisions can be changed and made easily, right?
So, I was with my frens, pretending to have fun and pretending to remain oblivious to her presence. She was sun tanning with 2 friends about 30 meters further down the beach from me.
As chance had it, we did not really get a chance to hook up. She was engrossed in her time with friends and only popped by once to say hello.
I had the foresight of wearing a pair of loose beach shorts, for I was sure my lil bro would try to ‘stand out’ and be seen if he could help it……hee hee
She was gorgeous that day, needless to day. Her hair was tied up in a pony tail, handing out cutely beneath a pink baseball cap. Her trendy, retro-ish Gucci sunglasses hid her awesome eyes but made her usual dimpled smile seem that much more attractive.
She was in a normal cut orange Speedo bikini, her lovely cleavage being the main thing I said ‘hi’ to when she approached.
I tried my best not to look at her bikini bottom encasing her awesome butt, her mere presence already started to make my blood rush downwards, centrally………
She said she would sms later as she waved hi to my frens (whom she knew), turning around and running back to her sun tan mat.
I was glad my back was to my frens when that happened, for I was sure my sheepish look, hanging tongue, dripping saliva and tentage below the belly button must have been a very sorry sight………
smoke break
sorry bros…this new project at office killing me……anyway, got time to eat snake now and reminisce….
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About an hour or so later, think it was almost late afternOon like 4.30, an SMS on my phone came.
It was Tracy, asking for a favour.
She said she had to leave and help a foreign friend take over the keys to a serviced apartment at Muhammed Sultan and asked for me to drive her…..unless I wanted to stay at the beach, further which she’ll grab a taxi..
Xiao!!! Of course go right? (Can picture bros reading up to this point smiling at this…)
Tracy walked up to me, already dressed. She had thrown a loose white tee over her bikini top, the thin material unable to hide the cups underneath and the straps over her shoulders in full display as the collar was really loose.
She had a pair of berms on with the tee. Her cap and sunglasses were off, though her hair was still in the pony-tail, just the way I liked it.
My friends started to naughtily boo and harress me when I said I had to go. Tracy chucked loudly as she grabbed my arms and told my friends to release her ‘chauffuer’….man, the touch of her on my arms almost jolted me out of my skin and I thank god once again for my loose shorts.
We zoomed off in my wheels, listening to the radio. I could smell the mixture of sun block and light perfume coming off her and had to discreetly adjust my shorts a few times in my sitting position to hide certain unnecessary displays.
Tracy started chitchatting a little, though I swear I saw that gimmer in her eyes and a very slight crooked smile, as if telling me she knew and she enjoyed causing me any forms of arousals.
We reached the place in less than 30 min and the agent was waiting in the apartment. (I volunteered to join her on the official reason of having nothing to do and the unsaid unofficial reason of wanting to fuck her brains out again
).
We took over two keys and the agent left us alone to lock up, since the place was now officially leased out to Tracy’s friend, whom we were acting for.
Man….I thought to myself that day….god must be on my side…………
I went to the bathroom for a quick pee (as we all know, damn bloody hard to do so wif a semi hardon right?).
When I emerged, Tracy was standing by the window overlooking the tennis court. I could not see her face and was really unsure what was on her mind and whether it was ok to turn on the Hunter Mode!!!!!! Tracy was meeting Him for dinner in a couple of hours afterall.
Anyway, as usual, small head took over big one.
I walked up quietly behind her and grabbed her around her waist. Tracy jumped a little in surprise and tilted her head to look at me, smiling and saying, ‘Hey, you monster, what do you think you’re doing?’
Without a word, I planted my hungry mouth on the back of her neck, the delicious nutty smell of dried sunblock sending my mind into a frenzy.
I could feel Tracy relax in my arms and hear her sigh very softly.
Now kissing and tasting the side of her neck, I moved both my hands from her waist upwards and cupped her breasts over her tee and bikini….the thick material of her swimsuit preventing me from properly feeling the softness of her gorgeous assets.
All of a sudden, Tracy twisted herself out of my embrace.
Turning around to face me, she naughtily patted me on my cheeks and said, ‘I feel like a swim at the pool.’
Before I could react, Tracy was opening the door and heading for the lift, leaving me to sprint after her………………
T.B.C.
bros…..
so sorrie….office a lot of fire to fight
…….will write soon….
thank you for your fanfare and support.
Guys,
Sorry for the long lay-off….have been away……
Anyway, I’m back and will resume asap…
Sam Boss, thanks for the help with the password again….
cheers
OK, bros….where were we?
Had been months since I wrote, pardon the rust in my sentences……….
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Yes, Tracy running away from the apartment, wanting to go to the pool.
Took me a couple of seconds before realising what had happened. When I reached the lift lobby, the door had just closed with her in it…..
When I finally reached the pool, Tracy was already swimming. Her bag, tee shirt and shorts were thrown on a beach chair next to some palm trees.
It was a nice pool, and being late in the afternoon, the sun was a little glaring while a nice gentle breeze was blowing.
Feeling lazy, I decided to just sit at the beach chair and wait. I tried to distract myself by looking at this ang moh lady suntanning a short distance away, a fat middle age one wearing a set of bikini at least 3 sizes too small. Talk about the ‘spill-over’ effect…hee hee
Anyway, I remember I was as usual horny as well. Even Tracy’s clothes next to me were making me horny, hoping that they had been her bra and panties instead of tee shirt and shorts.
After about 20 mins or so, Tracy emerged from the water in all her glory, pulling off her swimming cap and shaking her glorious hair loose over her shoulders. She was spotting a nice bronze tan now…which made me hungrier for the fairer spots on her body blocked from the sun through the bikini….hmm….tonguing the tan line would have been heavenly…..tonguing those untanned spots would have been heavenly, tonguing her anywhere would have been heavenly……sigh…
She started to stretch out on the beach chair next to mine, me looking away to prevent nose bleeding accidents. She heaved a sigh, enjoying the gentle breeze and cooed,’ hmm…this is nice…….say…..wanna massage me?’
Wah Lao eh……..where’s the fu#$ing tissue paper for my nose?
smoke break
Just realised….my 200th post…yey….
sorry bros….busy as usual….allow me to finally finish this long overdue installment….
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Tracy laid on her stomach on one of the reclining deck chairs by the pool.
The cool breeze continued and the glaring evening sun made the whole situation quite surreal again (come to think of it, the whole fling with her had been surreal, even till today…
).
With her eyes closed, she pointed lazily at her bag, signalling for me to retrieve a bottle of body lotion to apply onto her…….(nose blood accumulation commenced…)…hehe
I started on her smooth back, deliberately oiling a lot, even onto her bikini bra strap, so that there is enough for me to spread them onto the skin under the strap……..I was tempted to unstrap her but decided that the titillation was much more enjoyable than simply baring her……and anyway, the evening was starting to draw more residents to the pool, and a couple of disgustingly marble-fair skinned japanese men were starting to stare at us.
A soft low moan was escaping from Tracy’s lips, the sides of her breasts exposed outside the bikini cups under her own body weight. I had to adjust my seating position a few times to hide my flag mast…hehe
I eagerly proceeded south in my massage, using my 2 thumbs to lightly brush her bikini clad butts while my other 8 fingers massaged her thighs.
Tracy started to part her legs slightly to allow me access to the inner thighs and I found myslef starting to breath really heavily, staring unblinkedly at her bikini panty clad mound between the legs….
Just as I was contemplating my next move, Tracy sat up suddenly, picked up her bag and said coyly..’time for a shower…'
Before the stupid me could realise what was happening, Tracy had taken off for the lift lobby again…
I swear the Japanese men almost groaned in disappointment as she disappeared from sight.
Standing up, I walked briskly after her…..damn, last chance for anything to happen………
T.B.C……