Those who work in Suntec, Millenia, Centennia Twr ones will know that on weekends, there are some parts of the carpark that the shopping crowds do not know about. With the office crowd mostly gone (now Saturday late afternoon), I was spot on in finding the place I wanted, quiet, quite secluded and out of sight (unless the security uncles come lah).
Leaving the enginer running for the air-con, she signalled for me to go to the back seats with her. When we were both there, I reached forward to centrally lock the car, my heart pounding like a GPMP in excitement.
Tracy now had that very naughty look in her eyes, similar to the one she had on at the beach. Before I could do anything, she had climbed onto me, sitting in my laps, with her arms round my neck again.
This had the effect of having her chest just below my eye level and our crotches touching, though separated by our layers of clothings.
Instead of kissing me on the lips, Tracy leaned to one side and started to nibble my ear. Now we all have our soft spots and this time she really hit on mine. In no time, I was moaning like an animal in heat (sorry if this sounds disgusting, bros…
).
My arms were making wild movements on her back. Instinctively, I reached under her polo tee and unfastened her bra.
Giving my wet ears a break, she sat back straight, with her now sparkling eyes wide opened and that same CFM signals exuding directly off them to me, she expertly pulled the straps off her sleeves and with one swift movement, pulled her pink lacey bra out from under her shirt and tossed them to one side.
Her fully erect nipples were poking out so cutely I had to move my hands to feel them, while kneading the perk 34Bs that were standing proudly without the bra support.
The front of my pants were strained so bad that it was almost becoming painful. Sensing my discomfort, she reached down to unzip me while her lips continue the attack on my other ear and the back of my neck.
Looking down, I see that her skirt had now ridden up almost all the way up to her waist and her white lacey G-string was now in full view.
I reached down with one hand and started to palm her panty crotch, inviting sighs of pleasure from her lips. As I started to trace one finger towards her slit and into her gloriously warm and now wet hole, she planted her lips fully on mine to muffle her groans of lust.
‘You sure about this here?’ I whispered, controlling my quick pants.’ I do not want to share this wonderful view I have with lucky strangers….’
‘Yes yes yes….’ she sighed, now with her eyes closed to enjoy the sensation of having my index finger moving in and out of her cunt in long slow strokes. ‘Make it happen……quickly….’
Hugging her closer to me, I reached into my unzipped pants and pulled down my boxers, my bro celebrating his long awaited freedom by standing fully to attention. Pulling out my finger, I grabbed the thin strap of her G-string at her crotch and pulled it to one side, exposing the opening of her love channel fully.
With our lips tightly locked, I entered her………….for the very first time…..yes….we fucked…..
Am trying to find right words to describe the experience, but my poor english fails me. The warmth, the wetness, the way it seemed that every muscle tissue in the wall of her love channel gripped onto my penis…the initial contact was just incredulous.
When we were joined as such, I felt that both of us were together as one. In fact, right after I penetrated her, we remained motionless for a few minutes, doing nothing by enjoying and savouring the moment, the feeling of us feeling each other, the feeling of us pleasuring and fulfilling each other’s need, the feeling of us doing this just for the physical lust and nothing else…………..I was speechless.
Through the union, I felt that I could feel every part of her, all at once, from the tips of her fingers right down to the warmth in her arteries. My penis was now not just seeking release, it was a point of connection that sent the level of sensitivity in me beyond what I could comprehend.
We starting to make love, plain and simple, like two adults deep in need. I started to pumped hard, with Tracy responding to my slow purposeful tempo. Her groans of pleasure was music to my ears, her tight grips on my arms, that look on her face, horniness…pleasure, occassional cringing in pain when I inserted too deep or pumped too hard…….
The wetness from her was now overflowing, literally, with the garments around my exposed penis wet with her love juice.
While we enjoyed the moment, we were careful of the surroundings, and thus without a word, we each knew that this was the position to stay engaged in. I did not remove anymore of her garments, careful not to expose my goddess. I slid my hands below her polo tee and brought much welcomed relief and comfort to her twin mounds.
We kissed, we moaned in pleasure, we teased, with her attacking my ears intermittently and me playing finger tricks on her nipples.
After a long session of intense, intense love making, I felt my climax coming. Feeling me stir a little, she looked at me and whispered, ‘Cum in me….I am close too’
I looked at her with wide eyes……‘you sure?’…panting hard at the great sensation that continued to come from my penis to the rest of my body, her tight, wet cunt the only focus in my mind….
‘Yes,’ she panted too. ‘Safe to for now….’
With the climax approaching, I started to pump even harder. Feeling my energy, she started to respond with louder moans……….feeling an increase in heat and wetness from her………I knew……she had climaxed……….her continuous heart inspiring groans of pleasure and lust…….her cute way of squeezing her own breasts when she same……I knew…she got there………….
With a cry, I came too……into her……intensively, furiously…the tsunami hitting in waves one after another……till I was totally totally milked……………..
We sat there in each other’s arms, her head on my shoulder………..panting………..
I realised the air-con car had toally fogged out from our heat………..
‘You know’ I said, as we climbed into the front seats after we tried our best to clean up and tidied up our garments.’ You wanted to swim and also to lie down right?’ I started to grin.
‘Yeah…that would be nice…I’m tired…’ She said. She was now able to flash me that trademark dimpled smile. ‘But how? where?’
‘Follow me,’ I smiled, as I drove off………
Tracy was looking at me with a broad smile…man, that CFM gleam in the eye still so apparent. She must be wondering what I was having in mind so soon after our carpark adventure.
I remember feeling quite worn out, with the alcohol and the vigorous love-making session we just had. However, to my surprise, I was actually horny again (eating Tonkat Ali then would have been very helpful…any bros got lobang?
)
Looking at her sitting demurely in the passenger seat was such a sight. She had not bothered to put back on her pink bra and her still erect nipples were poking cutely against her polo tee. I had cum into her. Thus I knew as I drove off that my team of swimmers would now be flowing out of her cunt onto her skimpy g-string, soiling it….making her feel more desirable to me. All these thoughts combined to make me feel I had to have her again and again that day.
Driving my car back to where I parked earlier, near the hotel lift lobby, I asked her to wait, keeping the enginer running for the air-con.
I zoomed to the lobby, got myself a room key, zoomed back to the car, grabbed her hand, and found ourselves in a marvelous 6-star hotel room in no time. All these while, Tracy kept quiet but had this nice pleasant smile on her face….hurray!!!
Like all Ritz rooms, we had a good view of Marina bay (where the casino will be right?), plus a gorgeous bathroom with a tub that had the same view.
Tracy went straight to the bathroom and shut the door, probably wanting to clean up the mess I left behind before we started anything romantic again.
I heard the water of the tub turned, so decided to take a rest on the couch next to the king sized bed, taking my shirt off and lighting myself a cigarette.
I heard the tap turned off and sounds of splashes, meaning she was now giving herself a soak. The doorbell rang and I received our fifth order for red wine today, which came with a nice platter of fruits.
‘Hey’, Tracy cried out from the bath. ‘Is that the wine? Can I have some?’
What was I to say, no? Hee hee.
Holding two glasses and the bottle, I pushed the door open and took in a deep breath to anticipate seeing the babe again.
Tracy was soaking in the tub alright, the thick bubbly foam hiding her body shoulder down. Her hair was tied up in a bun, giving her an awesome very lady-like look.
I placed her glass on the small ledge near her, next to the bubby bath.
‘May i join you?’ I smiled…knowing that it was the only thing I should say during a moment like this.
‘Hmm….,’ she smiled back, taking a long sip of wine. ‘You would join in even if I say no, wouldn’t you?’
Nodding and grinning like a school boy, I stripped in a second and stepped into the hot bath at the other end, facing her. She shifted her position to make space and soon had her two legs, from knees to feet, resting on my laps.
We kept quiet to enjoy the moment, sipping wine and enjoying the view from the window. Tracy closed her eyes and sighed in comfort as I started to give her a foot massage under water. The purrs of pleasure was again giving me a hard-on. Thank goodness the tub was deep with thick foam on top….
The incredibly sensual and erotic atmosphere created in the bathrooom continued for a few more moments before Tracy started to stir. She looked at me straight in the eyes while she slowly stood up in the tub. The thick bubby foams flowed down her body, giving a almost unbearably erotic semi shield across her breasts and on her pussy. Nose bleed…….
She walked quietly to the shower cubicle to rinse off. Then she towelled dry and before she opened the door to walk back to the bedroom, she turned around and blew me the awesome CFM look again……wah lao…hunter mode hunter mode………enemy sighted………..
Quickly standing up and almost falling on my butt in the process, I quickly rinsed off, dried up and walked to the bed. The sight that greeted me almost made me cry like a baby, a horny baby….hee hee
Tracy was still butt naked. She was lying on her stomach, with a pillow below her face and part of her chest. Her toned, shapely butt was pointing invitingly at me. In this proned position, she had one leg bent at almost 90 degrees at the knees….yes…this caused a little of her oh-so-wonderful pussy to peek out from just below her butt cheek……..
I was so in heaven………
I climbed onto the comfy bed straight onto her, kissing her on the neck and wrapping my arms around her front, where her gorgeous 34bs were.
In her position, my erection was rubbing just between her legs, feeling that heavenly slight ticklish sensation of the hair from her trimmed bush brushing against my rod.
Even without penetration, I could feel the heat from her groin area and was certain that her secretions had already started to flow.
Somehow, without a word, we felt the hunger for each other so strongly that foreplay was kept quite to a minimum (
straight to the point this time).
With my teeth biting the back of her shoulder lightly, I entered her with ease, aided by her ‘ready proned position’ and her already well lubricated cunt.
I started pumping hard, feeling in a few short moments that we were both perspiring slightly, though the air-con was on and that we had both showered.
Now that we were in the comfort of our own room, Tracy was a lot less inhibited, with her moans such louder, compared with the controlled muffled whimpers of pleasure in the car earlier on.
I felt that I could make the session last much longer this time, due mainly to the great session we had earlier. I was fucking her in slow, purposeful, hard thrusts, with her making a loud groan with each stroke, my penis entered fully to almost the deepest part of her channel.
We remained in this position for almost 15 minutes before she started to thrust her butt backwards towards me, signalling me that she wanted to change. I eased off slightly and before I was fully out of her, she had adopted the doggy position and pulling me at one arm to resume fast.
She was now panting very hard, her moans combined with words of lust, ‘Yes…yes….that’s where…yes..yes…oo….that’s too deep……..yes…’
It was a session focused solely on making each other cum. We switched to missionary, with me pumping into her first with our tongues inter-locked, followed by me still pumping, but with her breasts squeezed in my palms and nipples in between my teeth.
The session lasted 45 minutes, with me coming into her again while she was rocking on top of me. I knew she had come at least twice, with her warm, stupendous love fluids flowing onto me, coating my erection.
We took a quick shower and ordered room service for dinner, eating wrapped only in our bath robes.
We made love twice more that day (total four…..
but spreaded out over a whole day lah…I not superman…..).
The session after dinner happened at about midnight. We had both fallen asleep in each others’ arms with the TV on. I was woken up when I felt something move…..I opened my eyes to find Tracy kissing my neck, with her slender long fingers playing with my erection……sigh………
The fourth and final session was started by me…..it was 8 the next morning. Being the usual early riser, I woke up to find Tracy deep in sleep, in the same proned position the night before after our soak in the tub, her cute butt facing up, pillow tucked under her chest.
Surprised that I was waking up with a hard-on after 3 sesssions the day before, I quietly pushed the quilt cover off and left them to drop onto the floor next to the bed. Climbing onto her, I position my rod at the the entrance of her pussy, spreading her butts slightly in the process. With one deep thrust, I was in her, her love channel still tender and wet from the activities the night before.
Tracy started to wake up after my first few thrusts, rubbing her eyes, she realised that she was once again being fucked. Responding to me, she started to fuck back, moving her butt in syn with me……….we indeed worked up an appetite for breakfast.
All in all, it was a mind boggling experience for me.
Throughout the stay at the hotel, we hardly spoke. The room was just filled with this electric, lustful atmosphere that it seemed (too good to be true) that we both knew, without needing a word in it, that we were there for that sole purpose, that sole purpose of fulfilling each other’s lust. Not because of anything very very lovey, mushy……it was simply because we enjoyed each other that way and seized the chance to fulfil it………..
We checked out of the hotel, totally shagged out, but well and truly fulfilled.
Somehow…..though we have had that full fling in the hotel, we both knew that this was not to become a regular, cliche, ’let’s meet up and fuck’ type of relationship.
I knew that for Tracy, like me, it all depends on the mood and what the moment brought us. Simply treating her like a fuck toy and banging her as and when I could did not do justice to this wondrous, taboo relationship I had built up with her. It had to be naughtier, kinkier, more full of surprises than that.
er….sorry…..late for lunch appointment…..akan datang……..
We resumed our usual boring mundane life, work work work.
It was another couple of weeks before I had a chance to meet up my sister-in-law again.
It was a Saturday and as chance had it, we were both going to a birthday party of a mutual friend (and my brother’s good fren too…
).
I hooked up with her on Friday and we decided to golf together Sat afternoon, shower at the country club and then go to the party together in my wheels………..
Thinking of spending the good half of Sat with the babe was making me excited from Friday evening. Somehow I was in such a happy blissful daze when I was drinking at Devil’s Bar on Friday evening (after calling Tracy) that all the gorgeous slithering bodies around me were not able to even cause my lil bro to react a little…….sigh…was getting a bit concerned that I was falling too deep into my infactuation and that my Hunter mode was now less effective at being turned on and off…haha..
Met her at the club just before our game started. She was dressed in a white cute sleeveless but collared golf tee and beige berms, showing off her toned calves to great effect. Her sunglasses and big golf hat (the type lady golfers always wear to block sun…dumb right, scared of sun then dun play golf lah…heehee) somehow did nothing to hide the sexiness exuding from her whole being.
We were paired with another couple whom we did not know. We played our usual game, with her struggling a little because the afternoon sun was strong (plus she was never really good in golf).
As chance had it, the couple left after the front 9 holes to pick up the kids from the pool, so we were left with the second half of the game on our own. As we approached late afternoon, the sun rays weakened and I could feel Tracy relaxing more and starting to enjoy the game.
The heat was making us perspire quite a bit. Playing in buggies (for the non golfers, these are battery operated carts that we sit in and drive on the golf course), her closeness was starting to distract me more and more, especially with the strangers gone and me getting more freedom to oogle at her.
The sweat had soaked through some parts of her golf tee, especially the back. In fact, her whole bra strap behind (white sports bra again,,damnit) was clearly visible and I had a good time teasing her about it, saying the best way to hide it was to remove the bra totally. Tracy giggled, pinched me in my arm and tried to quickly dry her shirt by pulling it more off the back for more air. This however had the effect of pressing the shirt’s front against her bra cups, which I certainly had a good time staring at. This time I remained quiet, so that I could watch more…haha…desperate lah…….
The sweat mixed with sunblock and the perfume on her skin was again sending that awesome, intoxicating, mind-knocking scent into my nose, causing dizziness in my head and uneasiness in my dick again and again….
Anyone tried to play golf with a semi-hard-on before? DUN…..
Smoke break…
Guys,
Very sorry…caught up by work after smoke break yesterday……new arrows from boss lah…….
If I find out my boss also SB member, I’ll publish his nick and then you all wallop him jiat lat jiat lat, ok?
Will try to finish the golf course story today and hopefully start the Saturday night party saga as well…..
cheers
Where were we?
Oh yes….golf course.
I continued to be cheeky, with the strangers gone, coupled with the fact that it was the first time I was playing golf alone with only a babe for company.
Tracy was actually enjoying the attention, though she pretended to be annoyed, in a very cute sexy way.
I started to stare at her a lot, peeping at her uncollared shirt to attempt to sight her cute cleavage, with her boobs pushed up slightly by the tight sports bra. This happened especially when she had to lean forward on the green to putt or to pick up her drink in the buggy…..
Her bermudas were quite thick but that did not stop me from trying to sight her VPL, which I made out to be the one of a normal but slightly high-cut-at-the-side type panties.
She was amused, pinching me when I tried to lean close and calling me ‘hopeless’ when my idiotic lil bro started to rise to the occassion and become visible through my thin golf pants. The suppressed grin on her face was quite a sight to behold.
We finished the tenth hole and I started to challenge her to the game, knowing that I sure makan one lah (brother me handicap 15, dun play play
). She refused at first but after constant coaxing from me, not to mention certain name calling antics ‘coward for eg.’ from moi, her die-die-must-win lawyer mentality took over from common sense and she succumbed.
The stake was settled at $100, though I wanted to bet other kinkier stuff, I decided against it, deciding that building up the tension in me all the way till the party that night was more fun (mad right? This is called men are all Fan(4) Jian(4)) hee hee.
As expected, she lost the next 2 holes, and I was bragging and teasing her all the way. She appeared both annoyed and amused, and I could see that she was cooking up a plan.
At the following hole, her plan was put to practice. In the buggy, she started to sit closer to me, leaning to my ears to whisper to me instead of talking normally.
Imagine her leaning in, with her shirt uncollared and the top of her breasts shown, her awesome sweet womanly scent whisking into my nose, saying in the most CFM type voice imaginable, ‘Sigh…..I am feeling so hot…..sigh…..what I wouldn’t give for a swim in the nude right now….that would be sooo…..oo….nice…sigh’
Wah lau….like that how to not stand up for Sillypore?!?!? How to play golf?
Even though I know it was gamesmanship from her, or should I say gameswomanship, I still fell into it…..
Had to say she succeedded a little…I started to play worse, with so many horny thoughts filling up my mind at one shot, with her repeating those antics not just in the buggy but also on the fairways and greens, with her leaning to me to peck me on the cheek and mouth each time I hit a shot - good or bad,….I was starting to play like an idiot.
I tried to stay cool and with 2 holes left, I was one up. Knowing that she was on the verge of defect, she asked to double-up the stake (dunno why lawyers always die die cannot lose, no matter what they do…heyhey).
I refused, knowing that the $100 bucks was almost in the bag and that with her constant seduction, I was not playing my usual game, instead poor me was suppressing my urge to just have an orgasm, with or without her help, on the golf course (damn desperate right?).
She upped the challenge…‘OK, Cowboy,’ she cooed….
I thought to myself……..man, please lose that CFM look, please, I was gonna cum in my golf pants!!!!
‘Here’s the deal,’ she continued. ‘If you lose, you pay me 200 bucks, if I lose, I pay you 200 bucks, plus…….’ she paused, leaning to my ear and whispered, ‘After this game, I would go to the bathroom, remove my lingerie, and have drinks with you at the terrace cafe, nude under my shirt and berms…….how does that sound?’
Man…I started to get giddy and dizzy, dizzy with desire, under the warm evening sun, with the blood leaving my head and travelling express to my dick………….
To be continued…….
Of course I fell for the offer…..
Lighting a cigarette with shaking hands, I tried to make myself very calm and played on…..
We reached the final putting green and I was left with a short 3 foot putt into the hole for the win!!!!!!
Tracy was started to look uneasy and was even starting to blush a little…hee hee…imagine her cute nipples poking out for show to all the dirty old men having their after golf beer at the cafe……………
I knew that she was up to something when she stood just next to me when I was lining up my putt….
I tried to shut out all thoughts and awareness of what was happening from my head to concentrate on that important stroke to save par.
As I was starting my putt, with my hands still shaking a little, Tracy started to move even closer to me. With her face next to my right ear and one of her hands patting gently on my butt, she said to me….‘ooh…yes….right there….give it to me…give it to me….yes….I’m gonna….yes….’ All in the exact same tone of voice when we were fucking…just softer and into my ears so that others near the green could not hear.
DAMN!!!!
I lost it, totally lost it….I wacked at the ball and it rolled 6 feet beyond the hole. Tracy was almost bent double laughing like a mad woman. I protested that she had broken the rules…but sigh….what could you do…….
I had to hit another 2 strokes, losing the hole to her……..
Annoyed..but amused nevertheless, we drove the buggy to the finishing shed….Tracy continuing to giggle and tease. ’ You men,’ she laughed out loud again. ‘You men are just too easy…’
All I could do was stare at her and look like a helpless puppy.
We went for a quick drink before our showers. Tracy sat down opposite me, just as the beer arrived, with her looking refreshed after she went to the toilet for a quick wash of the face and to re-tie her long gorgeous hair into a ponytail.
‘Pay up mister,’ she grinned, downing a big gulp of the fresh draft beer. Putting my cigarette down with a fake black face (still amused that I had enjoyed an afternoon of seduction from this babe), I pulled out my wallet and handed her 4 fifty bills.
‘Thank you sweetie,’ she smiled, looking into my eyes…sigh….gorgeous….
We chitchatted a little, finishing more of the cold beer.
‘Hey, lean closer,’ she said suddenly.
‘Whatsup?’ I said, leaning forward in curiousity.
‘Put this into your pocket immediately,’ she was now whispering, looking around with slow turns of her head to make sure the nearest table of guests could not hear us.
I stared at her in puzzlement. With a very quick movement, she reached into her pocket, took something out and stuffed it into a small ball in my hand.
It took me a second to realise that I was now holding her worn panties in my hand!!!! The awesome white cotton piece of heaven still felt a little damp. She pushed my hand quickly, waking me up from my daze. I stuffed it into my pocket, realising that I needed to push my chair further under the table to hide my hard-on.
‘What the hell……’ I whispered, unable to hide the grin on my face.
‘Well…’ she grinned, with that trademark dimpled smile and the same naughty CFM gleam in the eyes. ‘I did not win fairly, so it was to compensate for it……..’
‘You….you devil…‘I laughed, and she giggled along, realising the humour in the whole saga.
We took another moment to finish our drinks. Just before we took off for the showers, she said,’ You know, this is so…so unlike me….not that you do not know already……it’s just that…I feel comfortable…and naughty when I’m with you…..that I know you are able to appreciate me as an attractive woman in the most lustful, animal like way……it sounds so uncouth….but I….I love it….’
Before I could reply, she had left the table, probably to hide the slight blush she was starting to display in her cheeks.
Before we entered the clubhouse, she turned around and asked,’ Hey, you wanna shower here or at my place, which is the nearest from here?’
I refused, totally not ready to see her parents, the in-laws of my family, at such a moment.
We met 30 minutes later in the carpark. As expected, Tracy came out looking gorgeous.
She was dressed once again in one of those one piece floral dress that finished just above her knees. Her hair was tied up in a bun, giving her that air of sophistication. Her perfume….man…dun wanna say too much…giving me a hard-on even as I am typing these words……….
As she turned around to fasten her seatbelt in my car, she said, ‘Pity you did not want to shower in the comfort of my place…’
‘Err…why?’ I asked, driving off slowly in the carpark.
‘hmm…nothing…..’ she smiled, looking into the mirror to apply lipsticks. ‘By the way, my parents are away today….at Sentosa chalet…senior citizen club event.’
Took me a while for this to sink in………….
DOPE!!!!!DAMN!!!!!SH#t!!!!!!!!!
Talk about missed chances……I was almost punching myself as my car left the club premises……Tracy turning her head to the right to stare at me with a super amused expression!!!!!!!
Darn………..
We reached the place for the party after a short drive….it was one of those black and white 2-storey bungalows at Bukit Timah.
Our mutual fren was a young fellow, in his thirties, big shot investment banker earning like almost a mil a year, owning three exotics cars, an ang moh mixed chinese girlfren who was an ex-model…blah blah blah……I know this is cliche….but true….
The house was already packed when we reached there, the host pecking Tracy on the cheek and high-fiving me in welcome. Music by Black-eye Peas blasting the background and booze flowing freely…..
Saw more of our mutual frens there, especially a couple of ang mohs from London who were working in Sillypore.
We went our separate ways in the big house, me starting to chee hong
with the gals and Tracy already attracting her own hordes of buayas…….
The big space in the middle of the floor was cleared and used as a small dance floor, while there were a couple of tables scattered around, card games, smooching couples, chit chats. The huge video room with projection TV was showing uncensored version of Black Hawk Down….guys in there watching and talking about army at the same time and the gals simply watching to bio the cute stars in the show……..
After several whiskeys, I was starting to feel painless….my companion then was the ang moh Londoner lady, called Kel. Tall at 1.8m, a little fleshy but not enough to be called plump or chubby…..deep-set green eyes, short hair and of course the typical ang moh type D-cups. I kind of had a few flings with her in England previously so we were really getting up close and personal on the couch and not even inviting any surprised stares from people who knew us….heehee…
Tracy was with this chinese guy, whom I recognised to be also a fren of my brother. Some banana american-born chinese working in F&B. He was obviously quite high as well, with his face flushed almost crimson. He was trying to get closer and closer to my sister-in-law and poor Tracy was trying to back peddle bit by bit to get away….looked kind of funny and Tracy glared at me when she saw me grinning in her direction…..
I was starting to enjoy the taste of Kel’s tongue and the softness of her lower back through my roving hands, not to mention her awesome boobs pressed into my chest……when I saw from the corner of my eyes Tracy still staring at me. Hey hey….she jealous or what?
Say with me bros………MY HUNTER MODE WAS ON……hunter mode means I was on the prowl to satisfy whatever in me that had to be satisfied…faithfulness was not in my dictionary….especially not with the lady whom would be taboo for me to be faithful with in the first place..hee hee……. damn bastard rite?
Anyway, I did not believe Tracy was jealous, probably more bored and curious than anything else.
Kel left me for a while to use the washroom. Tracy took the chance to avoid the buaya and walked to my couch….
‘Enjoying yourself huh?’ She smiled, leaning down so that her forearm was pressed on the back rest of the couch next to me.
‘Yeah…..it’s been a long time since we saw Kel right?’ I tried to act blur, turning sideways to face her….damn, she was still in that seduction mode! Her leaning position had opened her collar downwards for my full view. The top of her gorgeous tits was on full display only to me…the bra cups tilted off slightly to show off most of the top of her boobs….a little bit more and I was sure her delicious nipples would be exposed…..
Smoke break…
Tracy naughtily pinched on the cheek before walking to the bar counter for another of those colourful cocktail that the maid was mixing.
Kel returned and jumped into my arms straightaway, resuming our tongue fight. I could taste alcohol, maybe vodka, suspecting that Kel had just gotten herself another shot.
We fooled around on the comfy couch on and off, stopping only when frens stopped by to say hello.
We were in deep smooch again when I looked up, still with our lips locked, and saw the host grinning at me with his thumbs up. He pointed with his index finger towards the ceiling, me getting the signal immediately since this was not the first time I attended his party. What he meant was that there were rooms available upstairs if I had some important use for them…..
He was a good man!!!!
After a couple more drinks, Kel grabbed my hand and led me to the dance floor. Walking there, I say that Tracy was now surrounded by three guys, one of whom had his arms round her waist. Tracy pretended not to see me but I could somehow feel that she seemed distracted and was not really talking much with the guys.
Kel and I started our slow dance alongside another 3 or 4 other couples. The afternoon golf game had probably dehydrated me and somehow the effect of my downed drinks was more magnified than usual. My head was starting to swim and the only thing I was aware of was the warmth coming from Kel and that I was feeling damn damn horny……….
After 2 songs, I held her hand in mine and asked her to follow me. Walking to the stairs leading upstairs, Kel was smiling with this blissful look on the face, her eyes half closed due to the alcohol and that she was getting comfy hugging me on the dance floor.
We opened that first unlocked door and saw three guys and 2 gals in there (not orgy lah…this was a perfectly normal, decent type of party
). Those guys were playing Sony PS2 and were cheering like a bunch of teenagers. Refusing their offer to join in, we walked to the next room but found it locked, realising that it was the host’s master bedroom.
The third room was used by another couple. They were smooching standing next to the window and the girl squealed in shock when we opened the door and stumbled in. Apologising, I asked the guy to lock the door but he stammered in embarrassment that they were just talking…….ya right…..
The next room was finally empty. Walking in, I closed the door and took care to lock it…hehe…I more experienced hunter lah…not like that stupid fellow in the other room….
We were all over each other before we even made it to the bed…as we staggered along, we tried to do a few things at the same time…kiss, grab and strip each other. Kel was wearing a body hugging one piece black dress that buttoned down the front from collar to hem, with a belt to accentuate her curves.
I succeeded in removing the belt and undoing all buttons before we both fell onto the bed. With her dress now opened to the sides, her black lacy bra and skimpy g-string came into full view……..
t.b.c.