As weekend came, i found myself thinking more about Y. Thinking about her tight black skirt and perfect legs. No other ladies have filled my mind so much in the last 4 years. I was masturbating at least 4 times a day, but still unsatisfied. I figured that i needed an alternative method to release.
I went on various online searches to find her facebook profile. Hopefully, some sexy photos of her will come up, which i can masturbate myself to. However, i was not able to locate her in any way, none of the colleague that i know of have added her. After spending my whole Friday night and Saturday to search, i finally gave up.
I started looking at various websites advertising sex services. For the past 4 years, i have stopped myself from finding FLs. I was not sure how i actually achieved this. But i certainly saved a lot more money now.
I looked around for local FLs which have similar traits as Y, someone who is thin, with nice slender legs. I was not too particular about their faces, as Y isn’t exactly a typical pretty face. None of the adverts showed their faces anyway.
I became a little tired from my FL search, until i came across a thread in a forum.
“Slim 25 year old Local Chinese OL with perfect legs”
Certainly looks like a fitting description of Y. I clicked on the link.
Name: Yvonne
Age: 25
Singaporean Chinese
165cm 42kg
32B/23/32
Allows frenching, BBBj
550/1/1
From the photo and description, this FL does have a similar body to my colleague Y. From the very few FRs, people have commented that she has very nice legs and wear short skirts when she turned up. Loves frenching, tongues locked 80% of the session.
I proceed to come out of my 4 year hiatus from calling FLs, by making a booking for Yvonne. Even requested the OKT to ask Yvonne to turn up in short skirt, which they agreed to do so. I was mentally playing the image of fucking Yvonne without removing that skirt, her thin legs tightly wrapped around my waist in missionary position.
As i was not allowed to check into the hotel room without registering with Yvonne, i waited for her at a nearby bus stop. I found myself ogling at every pretty women in short skirts walking pass, hoping they are Yvonne. About 15 minutes later, a female voice called out to me.
“You are looking for Yvonne?”
I turned and saw a pretty lady in my favourite bob hairstyle. I paused a little while, admiring her pretty face, before nodding twice, feeling a little shy as i have not slept with a girl for 4 years.
We proceed to check in. I peeped at her Singaporean Pink IC as she took it out to the counter staff. 25 years old.
We took the lift up to our room. I was a little shy to look at her in the eyes. I tried stealing glances at her face, legs and her outfit. She was in a short blue checkered dress, with an attached waistband tied into a ribbon at her back, accentuating her ultra slim waist.
Most important was the dress has a high slit at the front and back of her right thigh. My mind was running wild just looking at it, imagining what was underneath.
“What are looking at?” Yvonne said it with a smile.
I just shook my head, too shy, and probably too engrossed about what is going to happen below that sexy dress.
In terms of looks, Yvonne is definitely prettier than Y. She has a very nice smile with perfect teeth unlike Y. But in terms of their figures, Y is definitely on par with Yvonne. They will probably look like sisters if they stood beside each other.
“Ding!”
Lift door opens. I slowly led Yvonne to our room. She was taking careful steps as she was in a pair of stilettos. The “kik-kok, kik-kok” sound of it, filled the whole corridor. Male cleaners who walked past were staring at her.
Once in the room, i immediately held her waist, looked at her in the eyes, and my mouth went straight to her lips. She reciprocated, with her tongue attacking mine. We frenched for a full 2 minutes before taking our turns to shower.
I made her wear her dress back on, including her underwear. We sat on the bed and chatted on various topics, as she purposely refused to touch me. Her coyness made me crave for her body more. After 5 minutes of talking, i wrapped my left hand around her waist, and my right hand started stroking her extremely smooth thighs. She immediately wrapped her hands around my neck, and pulled me in for a deep, long kiss.
I laid her down slowly on the bed, our tongues remained interlocked. I pressed my right hand on her ribs, just below her breast, purposely avoiding it just to tease her a little. By then, I was already having a hard-on, and i rested my hard-on on her waist, just to let her know how hard i am.
I moved my left hand to her panties, and rubbed her vagina through the soft material. She started breathing heavily. As her panties soon became wet, i broke the kiss, and helped her remove it. I rubbed her again for a short while, before inserting my left middle finger into her love hole.
“aa…..aaaHHHAA…”
She let out a soft moan as i did that. By now, i had wrapped my right hand around her back, and cupped onto her right breast, through her dress and bra.
She grabbed my dick with one hand, and attempt to stroke it. But as i sped up my movements on her breast and pussy, she started to lose concentration in her pleasure, and gradually lost her grip. Not that i mind, as i felt equally horny watching her in pleasure. Soon, i inserted my ring finger into her love hole, and she moaned louder. I used my fingers to attack her g-spot furiously. I could feel her juices build up, and soon it was dripping down my hands.
I continued fingering her for nearly ten minutes, she was squirming all the while, as she came twice. I was glad that i am still able to use my fingers well, despite 4 years without sex.
“My hand are tired,” i said. She giggled, and our tongues locked again. I untied the ribbon around her waist, and unzipped her dress. I peeled the dress down her arms, and she gladly removed her arms from the dress. By now, the dress is only covering her from waist down, but i did not remove it from her. I had wanted to fuck her without totally removing it.
She was in a pink, strapless and lacy half-cup bra. It looked so sexy, i broke the kiss and used both my hands to massage her breasts through the bra. Her breathing started becoming heavy again. After a short 2 minutes, i removed her bra and dropped it on the bed. I quickly buried my mouth on her nipples, and she hugged me tightly, throwing her head back in ecstasy. She then stroked my dick slowly with one hand, making it stand at its full length.
Seeing how sexy she looked in her state of undress, i could not take it any longer, i laid her down on her back, capped on, rub my dick a few times outside her pussy, and pushed my full length into her. Her pussy is very tight, tighter than some of my ex-girlfriends. Her moaning is soft, and it challenged me to go in harder on her, just to make her go louder.
I closed my eyes as i fucked her, imagining I was fucking Y through her short skirts. I held Yvonne’s body close to me, and soon she met me with her lips on mine. She raised her legs and closed it tightly around my body. I rested one hand on her thigh and stroked it softly.
Image of Y’s legs made me increase my speed further, and i soon felt the urge to come.
“I’m comming, please don’t stop,” whispered Yvonne as soon as i felt my urge.
Yvonne’s words, coupled with the image of Y, made me lost control, and i soon unloaded into the condom. Yvonne grabbed me tight and kissed me hard as i came, probably coming at the same time.
“Wow, you came so much!” said Yvonne. The image of Y probably helped.
I paid Yvonne, and we washed up ourselves before going on our separate ways.
More about Y in my next episode! It is far from finished
Anyway, just to help everyone picture Yvonne’s dress:
http://www.zalora.sg/Sashsay-Short-Dress-259139.html
This is something similar, but not 100% the same.
After the exciting romp with Yvonne, i was back to my old dilligent self at work. I was very much satisfied sexually. I did not see Y at work, which seem to help as well. I figure that even if i get aroused by Y again, i could easily find my release by arranging for a meet up with Yvonne.
For the next one month or so, I only saw Y on 3 occasions. She was in long pants and blouses for all 3 times. But her long-sleeve blouses were tight, showing off her figure nicely. Perhaps some men might feel she is a little too thin, but not a problem for me at all, as i always love thin women.
I wasnt aroused much on these 3 occasions. I still masturbated to images of her in her short skirts, but i wasn’t obsessed.
“So it is not love, but just a normal lust,” i told myself, as i feel relieved.
“Hi Doctrine! This is for you! Please turn up okay?”
A female colleague in my department handed me a wedding invitation card to her own wedding dinner. She had specially gathered our whole department for a small beer session to make the announcement. As she is one of the only few young ladies in our department, she is quite close to Y. I wondered if Y will be invited.
I seriously hope she will invite Y.
“Wah, so the whole company will be invited?” i pretended to make this remark, hoping to find out more information.
It will be the first time i get to see Y outside of work, assuming that she gets invited and shows up on the day itself.
“Yes! Must show up okay?” said my colleague with a big smile on her face. She definitely looked blissful, as i seldom see her smiling so much.
Back at home, i started playing out images of Y at the wedding dinner. I imagined her in the shortest dress i have ever seen, paired with the sexiest pair of stiletto. Her shoulders bared, showing off her collarbones. Thin girls like Y will most probably have very prominent ones.
I imagined her getting tipsy from the red wine served during the wedding dinner.
I imagined our company colleagues plan a small get-together after the dinner itself, just to spend time together as some of us rarely meet each other.
I imagined Y at the get-together, getting touchy with me due to the alcohol.
I imagined that we got drunk, and started kissing.
I imagined….
I masturbated to the images playing out in my mind. I shot my load 3 times just thinking of what might happen. It doesn’t seem like a reality, but i still believe, I might just get lucky.
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Wish u all the luck TS
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Summerhillt
JIAYOU TS !! I thought the local FL is Y hahah. Cause name Yvonne. Anyway hope you get
To sit beside Y in the dinner and get to fuck her after that !
Thanks for the support friends.
Please stay around for my next post! I am not finished just yet
(con’t)
So for the next few months before the wedding dinner, I was constantly checking out Y. I started turning up at the office earlier, and parked my van near the entrance of the building. I did that just to spot Y coming to work everyday. My heart started to race whenever she approached. As days passed, we were nodding to each other when we meet, eventually turning to greeting good mornings to each other.
Her skirts and dresses were becoming shorter each day. Majority of it were just covering her butt. However, i made it a point to masturbate before going to work, just to keep myself less horny.
But she is the first women in 4 years to make my heart skip a beat whenever i see her.
I started having recollections of her nodding to me every morning.
I started to remember the details of the occasional work-related telephone conversations whenever she called me.
I remembered the exact time everyday when we see each other in the morning.
I am always reminded of the first time I saw her, when i was chasing unpaid salaries.
But i still masturbated to images of her everyday. Whether these were feelings of love or just pure lust, i wasn’t sure anymore.
(to be continued)
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FatCouchPotato
Same here as well
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Camping in support!
Thanks people! Was pleasantly surprised as i thought interest was dwindling due to the low response and low sexual content.
Stay tuned to the next part!
(con’t)
So the long-awaited wedding dinner finally came. I arrived at the place just in time. 2 tables were reserved for people in our company. As most of my colleagues have already arrived, i was not able to choose my seat. Luckily, my closest buddy in my department had left a seat for me just beside him.
I could literally feel my heartbeat getting stronger as i approached my seat, realising that it was Y at the other side.
I can’t help but notice how sexy Y looked on this night. She was in a dark-blue bustier dress which bared her shoulders fully, and it was so short that i assumed it just covered the essential parts, as i noticed how much legs she revealed while seated, legs folded.
We started chatting casually. At the same time, I tried my best to be a gentleman, by helping her with some of the foods. Soon, I could feel that she was getting comfortable with me.
All through the dinner, i was stealing glances at her, and i guessed everyone at the table noticed it as well, but i didn’t care.
As i was driving, i took Chinese tea for my drink. The rest of the people at the table who were not driving took red wine, including Y. It seemed to make her more relaxed. She started to get touchy with me when we talked, and although it was only on my arms and elbows, it was enough to make me feel excited.
When it was time to take photos with the bride and groom, we stood beside each other, our shoulders and hips in contact. I immediately felt an erection starting to build up in me.
As the dinner ended, our colleagues discussed about sending each other back. Only Y’s location is along the way for me, so we left the place immediately.
Just, the two of us.
(to be continued)
Thanks to the people who like what i wrote, especially to someone who upped me without leaving nick. Thanks for the appreciation.
(con’t)
I was driving rather slowly on the way to Y’s home, hoping to prolong our time together. I suppose, most men will do that when a really hot women is with him.
We were chatting with each other casually over various topics throughout. Nothing intruding, just normal topics that we share with our friends.
Seeing that her place was near and our time together was coming to an end, I became slightly bolder, as i drove pass a carpark that is well-known for couples making love in their cars.
“You know this carpark right? Many couples do their things there,” I said, with a smile.
“Yes, i know! Last time i used to go with my friends to disturb the couples there!” Y replied.
I thought to myself, “wow, so she likes to watch other people doing it?”
Doctrine: “So how do you disturb them?”
Y: “Well, like putting our faces really close to the windows, or shine torchlight inside. Or shake their cars as they shake. Haha.”
Doctrine: “You not scared they will drag you in to join them?”
Y: “No, we go with many people, they will be be scared of us.”
Doctrine: “Haha. Okay. Sounds interesting. I wish to see how you actually scare them, maybe I drive there now and you show me.”
Y giggled. I assumed she agreed, as she did not protest.
So i took a u-turn further up the road and proceeded to the famous carpark.
The street lights in the carpark were off. As a basic courtesy to other people having their fun, i switched my headlights to low and searched for a place to park. As it was a weekend, many cars were there, some fogged up by aircon, while some was covered with newspapers. One particular couple did not even bother to cover up their car, but actually wound down their windows, and everyone could see what they were doing. Y tried to turn her head as i drove past this car, hoping to see some action, but she quickly turned back to face the front to avoid being too obvious. Seeing that it got her excited, i parked my car at a spot which can actually see what was going on in that car.
(to be continued…)