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Originally Posted by
Reeemer
‘Pity,’ I said as she entered. ‘Looks like you’re gonna be in the same clothes for a whole day. Let me fetch my haversack from the car.’
who needs clothes anyway?
welcome back bro.. some ppl just had all the luck.. richer then me.. know more hot ger then me.. even forum points also more then me
… anyway will up u once i got the ability todo so..cheers and keep up the good work
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Originally Posted by
cheersMike
welcome back bro.. some ppl just had all the luck.. richer then me.. know more hot ger then me.. even forum points also more then me
… anyway will up u once i got the ability todo so..cheers and keep up the good work
Thank you, bro, appreciate the thought.
Points are always welcomed as a form of encouragement for me to write.
Cheers
Bro Reemer.
Welcome welcome home.. your stories made my boring life a lot more beautiful. Tracy might get serious with you though, seeing how things unfold here. Life is a non-returnable role playing game and you’re hell of a good playa!
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Thank you for the continued interest.
Have been hit with some major stuff at work recently, thus the story was stalled for quite long.
Apologies. Rest assured it is my intention to complete this episode soon, when time and energy permits.
Cheers
Tracy was sitting next to the small pool when I returned with my haversack. She had removed her shoes and had her bare feet soaked in the water. She was looking dreamily into the small ripples she was creating, feeling calm and relaxed.
Without speaking a word, I dialed room service for wine and some snacks…. Bloody expensive if I remember correctly.
I changed into my swimming shorts and sat next to her, lighting a cigarette, inviting a naughty but playful stare from her, as she waved away the second hand fumes and pretended to look angry, but unable to hide a slight crooked smile, flashing her trademark dimple.
We kept quiet and enjoyed the sound of flowing water from the pool.
The wine arrived shortly, and I poured 2 glasses as she answered her mobile phone. It was my brother saying he had crossed the causeway and hoped everything was ok.
Well…. Things will be ‘ok’ more later, if I had my way…. Hehehe…….
We started some idle chit chat and enjoyed the overpriced wine and deep fried snacks. The wine introducing a nice healthy pink glow to her gorgeous smooth cheeks.
I stretched myself, yawned lazily, and without warning, plunged into the pool.
‘Hey,’ she giggled, wiping some droplets of pool water off herself.
‘Join me,’ I said, shivering a little bit from the sudden change in temperature.
‘Idiot,’ she said.’You know I don’t have my gear with me.’
‘I have lots of extra tee shirts and shorts in my bag,’ I said, looking eager. ‘See whether you can find anything suitable.’
With the wine helping a great deal I was sure…….. Tracy stood up and went into the bed room.
Within minutes, she re-emerged, sending my already pumping heart into the next gear.
The clever girl had chosen a pair of shorts with draw strings to tie them tight around her slim waist. She was wearing my black tee-shirt (darn…. Why I never bring only the white thin ones?), hanging loose around her slim frame. She had tied her hair tight in a bundle using rubber bands she found.
She climbed into pool very slowly and started to walk around a little bit.
Without warning, I used both arms and shoved a huge wave of water onto her, soaking her from the top of her head.
‘Hey,’ she shouted, rubbing her water-hit eyes…….
Yes…I was right…….. no bra below that shirt, the wet material clinging on to her body was a dead give-away…….. and hey, though the shirt is black, could I just make out the shape of her small but definitely erected nipples?
We continued our chit chat standing in the pool, drinking wine. Tracy was looking relaxed, obviously loving the villa and the nice, serene and private setting. I ordered more wine, poured generously, and was feeling a good buzz, having a good time, enjoying the company of this gorgeous lady, my sis-in-law….hehehe.
We were well into our third bottle (ouch… the bill), and the sky started to turn a nice hue of orange. I was just starting to ask Tracy about dinner when my mobile phone rang.
‘Hey, it’s me.’ It was Nicki. Oops……….
‘Yo, how’s everyting, you settled?’ I replied, trying to hide my anxiety at this sudden turn of events.
‘Yes, I am done early, you at the resort? I will be there in 30 minutes.’ She answered.
‘er…..sure,’ I stammered, not sure how this is going to work out…….. come on… I was building things up, and I hadn’t bonked Tracy yet!!!!!!! Hehehe……..
‘But there is one thing,’ she said, ‘Can I bring a friend? Han……. He just got in town from Canada and I want to show him around.’
Darn…… things just got from bad to worse right?
‘Sure,’ I tried to sound calm. ‘Is he your latest special friend?
‘Er…….. kind of, I guess,’ she giggled, as I tried to recall whether she mentioned him before when we had drinks previously.
I told Tracy about this, expecting her to maybe request to depart herself……….. I mean, Nicki is a close friend of all of us, my brother included, how would this look?
To my surprise, she seemed ok, and even said we should wait for their arrival before deciding on the dinner plans…hmm… how the plot really thickened…………
I know there wasn’t enough time, but my lil bro got the better of me. I hugged Tracy from her back, as she yelped in surprise and started to giggle. In a jiffy, I was tonguing her neck from the back, pressing my bursting erection into her submerged butt, eagerly moving my hands below her wet tee shirt and kneading her oh so delicious boobs.
Tracy enjoyed the titillations, giving her soft moans of pleasure, grinding her butt back to feel more of my erection, which must have turned purple with urge by now……. Hehehe….
I released my hands reluctantly and spun Tracy around. With my palms now firmly on her tight butt, I locked lips with her and eagerly seek out her tongue. She anxiously frenched me back and we got lost in this precious precious moment.
I started to move my hand down into her shorts underwater and seek out her temple between her legs. I used my fingers to trace out her pussy lips but she started to writhe in discomfort, clamping her legs tight together.
‘No,’ she whispered, breaking our kiss. ‘I don’t want chlorine water inside me.’
‘Sorry,’ I chuckled.
Without a word, I held her at the waist and lifted her out of the water, as she gave a small yelp in surprise.
I sat her on the edge of the pool, while I remained in the water and stood between her legs, with my face level with her boobs, wet tee shirt invitingly cling on her torso.
I lifted the shirt to below her neck and started to lick one nipple while my hand caressed and kneaded the other breast. Her moans were getting louder and she tilted her head back, with her eyes closed, and pushed more of herself onto me.
With my other free hand, I started to untie the drawstring and pull her soaked shorts down inch by inch. When the shorts reached midway down her tights, I pushed her upper body back to lie flat on the ground next to the pool. I slipped her shorts off fully and threw them aside.
With her lying down, legs bent at the knees and opened, forming an ‘M’, I attacked her pussy with so much rigour I thought I would faint from lust.
I used a combination of my fingers and tongue to tease her pussy lips, finding her clitoris and using my tongue to make soft circles around that heavenly rose bud.
Tracy was now almost twisting her upper body from left to right with pleasure, lifting her butt off the floor on occasions to push her pussy lips deeper and fuller into my face and mouth. Her vagina was now wet, and the taste on my tongue told me it was wet not from the pool water, but from her own love nectar, which I was hungry to lap up totally.
She must have come at least twice, moaning like an animal in heat. I thanked God for the private setting the villa was designed in. Even though we were outdoor by the private pool, the fences were high and we were in no way within sight or hearing distance of our neighboring villas.
I was just climbing out of the pool, dying to fuck her, when she suddenly sat up, looking flushed.
‘Wait,’ she panted. ‘They are almost here. Let me change into my dry clothes first.’
Hi,
Haven’t been back to seriously surf in this forum for sometime.
(Sidenote: How have you been, Sammy old boy?)
Happy to see interest in this thread somewhat remains, up to as recent as Dec last year.
Has it really been almost 5 years since this thread started? OMG, how time flies, as the old cliche goes…..
So… where were we? hehehe…
Shall I finish the Sentosa saga, involving Tracy, Nicki and her friend Han? (can barely remember the details, I have to admit)
Or shall I pen down a few quick interesting episodes that transpired recently?
Tracy….. sigh… still hot… I assure you… though it’s been 5 years since my obsession with her commenced…. LOL
Cheers
Reeemer
Ok,
Let’s reset everything. Too lazy to recap where I ended off.
Here’s an account of something more recent.
(Gosh, was just reading at the old threads, has it been that many years since I started writing on this?).
It was one of those cloudy sundays. I had just finished golf and not in a very good mood, losing a couple of hundreds at the game to my buddies. The soggy ground from the previous night’s downpour made the whole morning even less enjoyable.
Had just finished my shower and was placing my golf bag back into my car boot. My handphone rang and the display showed ‘Tracy’.
My heart started pounding a little. The gloomy day was starting to look brighter.
Tracy and my brother had been in New York over the last year or so, and came back briefly only during chinese new year. My brother was there to open his new office and Tracy applied for transfer to work at the Manhattan branch of her law firm, to be with him.
I knew they had ended their expat stint there and were coming back soon. My mom told me Tracy was going to be back first, as she was required back at her Singapore office, while my brother was probably going to stay behind for another month or so to finish things up.
That long long long awaited phonecall from her had seriously made my neck grow millimeter by millimeter over the last few weeks… hehehe…
‘Yo, you back?’ I almost shouted into my phone.
‘Hi’ was the reply. I was a bit taken aback, the voice did not sound like the goddess I had been worshipping. It was soft, it was … er…. coarse…
‘Tracy? That you?’
‘Yes, it’s me…. had been back for 2 days… down with fever, and a very very bad throat.’ she replied with a very feeble tone.
‘Gosh, you ok?’
‘Not really, that’s why I called, i need to see a doctor, but i am too sick to make calls and move myself…. and it being Sunday and all…. Can you help?’
Can I help? oh please, I will hijack an airplane just to fly her to the nearest doctor if every doctor in Sillypore were dead that day….
‘Sure…. gimme 20 min, i’ll see you at your place…’
‘Thanks, see ya… and dun tell anyone k? Dun want your mom or bro to fret over this.’
Hehe… sometimes Hunter no need to try hard to find cover and concealment………..
T.B.C.