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Originally Posted by
wattonhenry
Hey obviously having a huge sick and staying in suite helps @
Online2Offline
. I just wonder what luggage are you using? Rimowa or a LV trunk?
You wearing a Patek?
What is it you don’t have @
Online2Offline
? You sound like Bruce Wayne. I’ve to say I’m jealous. Are you Batman for all we know?
Bro, sorry if I came across as boastful. My humble apologies. Through the years, I remain loyal to a specific hotel brand and airline, becoming their premium customer - the suite and first class travel were upgrades… I also “invest” in a few basic accessories - they look good and last a long time – an entry-level IWC watch (which can pass off as a Seiko for the less observant) and yes, a battered Rimowa, both of which I have owned for over a decade…
As for the big stick… I thank my genes… and I also suggest eating properly, exercise and rest well, and periodically going for juagen
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TellMoreTales
What a fantastic story, please keep going bro!
Thank you for your support, TellMoreTales. Indeed I will continue to tell more tales… based on my real life experiences
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Each time I saw more skin when her towel slipped, my cock poked harder against the towel around my waist.
I eventually stood up. Kelly knew exactly why. The bulge in my towel was too obvious. I took her hand and led her into the bedroom. Kelly stood by the glass panel, looking at the beautiful night scene across the river. Standing partly beside and partly behind her, I held her waist as my erected cock rubbed against her buttocks. I started kissing the small of her neck from behind… her towel became loose again, but she let it drop onto the carpeted floor. I removed my towel and pressed my cock close to her butt crack. My hands had moved up from her waist to cup her soft breasts as I continued kissing her neck, working around her hair.
Kelly turned around, knelt on the towel on the floor and put her mouth into my cock. She looked up at me and started sucking my cock. The view, from my standing position, looking down at my cock disappearing into her mouth and the slight jiggling of her breasts was sheer ecstasy. I made Kelly sit at the edge of the bed, then gently pushed her down. I knelt on the floor and ate her moisturized pussy. I could see Kelly looking at the glass panel, which reflected the oral pleasuring she was receiving.
“I want you”, Kelly whispered. She got up and took the condom from the drawer, doing what I did the previous night.
“Woman on top”, she said. Given her philosophical streak, I was sure it was not strictly a request for a specific sexual position. Nevertheless, I obediently lay in bed as she mounted me. I held on to my hard rod as she adjusted herself to a comfortable position, and she then allowed her pussy swallow my cock, little by little.
Kelly held on to my hands for balance as she rode me at her own pace, mostly at cruising speed. I very much wanted to grab her breasts but had to settle for looking at them bouncing seductively just inches away. She got tired easily.
I took over and we switched to missionary position. She put her legs over my shoulders as I continued to drill… Kelly let out a long moan and I delivered a few final thrusts before spraying my sperm into the condom parked deep inside her pussy.
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“Hey, I am going to be in Seoul again”, I messaged Kelly. This was just two months after my last visit to Korea. Several hours later, I received her reply.
“I am not in Korea. I do not know when I will return to Seoul. I wish you success in Korea.” I was disappointed as I really liked to see her again. I wished Kelly well and left the door open, “I hope we can meet again someday.” I never heard from Kelly again. I also decided not to contact her anymore. We move on in life…..
Next: I did not believe my luck. She was near-perfect. Beautiful, sexy, spoke perfect English, bubbly and definitely enjoyed sex. She was my regular companion in Seoul for two years until she went very upscale.
The future upscale Global Escort
I did not believe my luck. She was near-perfect. Beautiful, sexy, spoke perfect English, bubbly and definitely enjoyed sex. She was my regular companion in Seoul for two years until she went very upscale.
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I occasionally have free evenings, without any work/client commitments, during business trips - “me time”, if you like. My idea of immersing in local experiences when traveling include selective sight-seeing and sampling local dishes. In Seoul, I find it hard to dislike Korean food. And I also find it hard not to sample local dishes of another variety – Korean women
“
A
” was an outcall massage service I randomly engaged from the local English newspapers’ online classified ads. My expectation was a cursory massage followed by sexual intercourse, and hoping it would be a pretty young lady who’s accommodating in bed. The standard price then was KRW 250,000 (about US$200 at that time).
At the designated appointment time, “A” called from the hotel lobby, indicating how she could be identified. I made my way downstairs from the room and visually scanned the lobby while walking towards the nominated meeting point.
I (thought I) saw “A”. Or maybe it was a misunderstanding. Or that I got really, really lucky. “A” was dressed in a black, formal, power pants suit, the type favoured by private bankers you see in the CBD. She was blessed with a beautiful face, even when not smiling. I reckon she was about 1.65m tall and no more than 25 years-old.
After making eye contact, I extended my hand. “O2O”, I began. “You are very punctual, I appreciate it”. “A” took a slight bow, shook my hands and she walked two steps behind me as we headed to the elevator. It was like I had summoned my private banker (or executive secretary) to meet me.
Korea is generally a formal society across all sectors of work. With “A” it was no different. In the room, she introduced herself again and asked for permission to leave her handbag on the sofa.
“It’s alright, sweetie, I am a casual person”, I told “A”. With a warm smile, she removed her jacket and high-heels and sat on the sofa. “Please take a shower, I will be waiting for you”, she said, still somewhat formally. After I had washed up, “A” showered and emerged shortly wrapped in a towel. First impression without her power dressing: wow, just wow!
She dimmed the room lights, placed a single pillow in the middle of the bed and asked that I lay face down. Obviously, I had to put my head sideways as it was not a massage bed with an opening for face-down. From the limited lighting and side view, I saw a young, sexy lady climb onto the bed, stark naked. She sat beside me and started her “massage”, which was more like using her palms to do imprints all over my back. Whatever little I could see from where I was started to give me a hard-on.
“I need to turn around”, I told “A”. I was stunned when I saw “A”, full frontal nude. Not only was she beautiful, she had a devilish body highlighted by an inviting pair of 32C breasts. Her bush was neatly trimmed. I wouldn’t say she was slim, but she definitely had the right curves.
“A” was “doing imprints” on my thighs as I chatted with her. For sure she’s Korean (accent was obvious), albeit one who speaks perfect English. She was friendly, bubbly, and funny, too. Inevitably, my erected cock cast a long shadow on my thigh. “He’s handsome”, she said, eyeing my salivating cock.
“A” kissed my shaft before licking it erotically while looking into my eyes. I had by then adjusted the pillows on my back so I could have an unencumbered view of the fine gift that is “A”. The moment she closed her eyes, she engulfed my whole cock into her tiny mouth, and I could feel her tongue swirling inside her mouth.
“You’re making me crazy”, I told “A”. “It’s my pleasure”, “A” replied after pulling her mouth out of my massive dick. With a wicked smile, she rolled the condom onto my dick and climbed on top of me. Holding my cock in her hand, “A” circled her pussy area with my cock, creating an ineffable joy which I had not had in a long time. It was a combination of her beauty, her desire to please, and
her own desire to be pleased
, which triggered the sensation I felt.
As “A” guided my thick cock into her tight pussy, she was also playing with her neat little bush. I sank deeper into the bed as she started to ride me, leaning forward so I could have a good grasp of her soft, tender breasts. Her shoulder length hair swayed uncontrollably as she picked up speed, and I unconsciously moaned louder than I normally would. I really wanted to be “in control”, to fully “sample this local dish”.
“Let’s switch position”, I said to “A”. She rode me for a few seconds more, as if to satisfy her own needs, before she lay on bed. “A” pulled me towards her and started french-kissing me as I fumbled to insert my cock into her cunt, for no other reason than my cock was wet and slimy with her cunt juice and her aggressive kissing was distracting me from poking into her love hole properly.
I pinned “A”’s hands onto the bed and spread her legs to form a starfish shape. Satisfied that I was suitably primed to plough into her waiting pussy, I pumped her mercilessly as she grunted like a lady deprived of rough sex. I did not take long to ejaculate as she tightened her pussy lips around my cock, sending me to an elated state of sexual gratification.
“That was an awesome fuck”, “A” said as my cock stayed inside her pussy and slowly began to unharden. I pulled my cock out carefully, ensuring that the condom was intact. She helped me remove my condom, inspected the volume of sperm and commented, “remarkable”.
I was in a daze. I just had an amazing fuck with this beautiful, young Korean lady who was complimenting me in perfect English, and she looked like she thoroughly enjoyed the session too.
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“A” applied lip gloss and then buttoned her jacket. I handed her an envelope (I will explain in the next chapter). She kissed my lips, took a slight bow and bid me goodnight. “See you in a few months”, I said. “Looking forward to it”, she smiled wickedly again.
(To be continued)
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Originally Posted by
funfox
Awesome contributions as usual. Thanks bro Online2Offline. Don’t keep us waiting too long 👍🏼😃
Thanks, bro. Hopefully I can continue to contribute regularly, gotta balance with work stuff
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bighead111
Hopefully you will continue to travel as much as before once the border opened up so that we have more stories to look forward too.
Bro, I seriously doubt I will go back to the 2 to 3-week a month of travelling pre-covid, not in the near future at least. Sincerely hope covid can be tamed… I do miss my overseas pussy adventures
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tnm69
Very good share, please keep coming TS
Thanks for your support, bro!
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“See you in a few months”, I said. “Looking forward to it”, she smiled wickedly again.
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A few months passed quickly and I was back in Seoul. Like before, I had to meet “A” at the hotel lobby (key card elevator access was required).
“A” stood beside the huge flower arrangement at the lobby. She looked brilliant in her all-black jacket-skirt-heels-handbag ensemble. She was worthy of the second look people took, as I approached her. She looked like an attractive young lawyer.
She dropped her bag and hugged me tightly as soon as the room door shut. Public showing of affection is not common in conservative Korea - I was delighted by her spontaneous warm welcome for me behind closed doors. We helped each other undress to our underwear before I showered first. (Through the years, I never had any “shower together” experiences in Korea, unlike in other East Asian countries like China and Japan).
Snugly tucked underneath the comforter cover, “A’ joked that she can’t massage if her life depended on it. Her point was, let’s get straight into the action, which I gladly welcomed.
“A” was a natural vixen. Pressing her breasts against my chest, she initiated a series of soft, slow kisses while fondling my cock, which needless to say, was already rock hard. The kisses would continue southwards, reaching the crotch area where she would start licking, and then balls sucking. I also noticed she was rubbing her clit, pleasuring herself concurrently. “A” had “talking eyes” – a seductive non-verbal language which can loosely be interpreted as “you’re enjoying this, huh”.
As she teased the tip of my penis with her commendable tongue-work, I could feel the sexual tension rapidly building-up. It was like there was lust in the air. The room smelt of sex. “A” had by then gotten herself dripping wet, she rubbed her pussy against my body to spread the love juice.
She put on the condom for me and jumped on top of me urgently. It felt like she was hornier than me! Allowing her to get into her element, I squeezed those wonderful papayas hanging proudly from that smooth, sexy, creamy white body. She turned around and continued in reverse cowgirl as my hands tried desperately (but unsuccessfully) to grab her breasts from behind, in my laying down position.
Happy that she had sufficiently warmed up her engine, “A” summoned for me to go on top. But just a couple of minutes later, she changed her mind. She wanted to be poked doggy-style, and for her breasts to be squeezed at the same time while her hands clung on to the bed’s headboard. Later, she would place her waist at the edge of the bed. I stood next to the bed, raised her legs against my shoulder, and started fucking her.
She seemed to enjoy the blood rushing to her head as I pumped her standing up, holding her slim legs and by default lifting her lower body slightly upwards. In this standing position, I was able to ram into her freely without being bothered by the mattress or bedsheets getting in the way. After I had ejaculated, she lowered her legs and gestured for me to lie on top of her. My body crushed lightly against her soft, ample breasts, and my cock remained parked inside her warm, wet pussy as we hugged and felt each other’s heartbeat slow down…
(To be continued)
My body crushed lightly against her soft, ample breasts, and my cock remained parked inside her warm, wet pussy as we hugged and felt each other’s heartbeat slow down…
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I continued to meet “A” each time I was in Seoul, for nearly two years since we first met. I really liked that she was bubbly and consistently unpredictable. On one occasion, she had an extra bag, a gym bag. As the room door shut, she dived onto the bed, fully clothed, declaring that her muscles were aching.
“You were at the gym”, I sought confirmation. “Yes, and now I need another work out!”, she declared. Without warning, I jumped onto bed, slipped my hands underneath her skirt and pulled down her panties in a blink. I also deftly unzipped her skirt and suddenly, her skirt and panties were near her ankles. Parking my mouth on her pussy, I licked and tongue fucked her mercilessly as she ruffled my head and hair.
“A” then jumped out of bed, kicked off her high heels and let her skirt and panties slide onto the floor. Not to be outdone, she unzipped my trousers and easily pulled out my throbbing cock from my underwear while I was still laying on bed. She sucked me hard as if she depended on my cock for life support.
“A” took a breather, quickly removed her jacket and flung it onto the bed. My NS (National Service) training from years ago came in handy. Within seconds, I had kicked off my shoes and flicked my pants and underwear onto the floor. But I did not have time to remove my shirt. In these few seconds, “A” had retrieved the condom from her bag and was ready to cap me.
It was a scene a bit like office sex. “A” was in her white shirt, nothing else. I was also in my white shirt and black socks, nothing else. As “A” was capping me, I only managed to remove the top two buttons of her shirt, just enough for her breasts to threaten to jump out of her lacy bra as I climbed on top of her. She held on to my cock, rubbing it at the entrance of her pussy, as I hurriedly removed my shirt.
It was a real turn-on as I drilled “A” with her shirt on, with her bra and milky breasts suffocating under her shirt. As I continued exploring the depths of her love tunnel with my useful tool, “A” unbuttoned her shirt completely and unhooked her bra. Soon, I was sucking on her light brown nipples while my waist worked overtime banging my cock into her juicy pussy. It was the first time in a while that I had sex where my companion was still wearing her top, though in this instance, I had full access to her naked chest.
Another memorable occasion was one trip during winter. Seoul winters can be brutal, and that trip, the evening temperature plunged to minus 10 degree celsius. I had adjusted the room temperature to 26 degrees to counter the coldness overcoming the floor-to-ceiling glass panels in my room.
I was wearing a bathrobe, looking down some 20 floors below at the frozen hotel swimming pool that had been converted into an ice-skating ring, waiting for “A” as she took a shower. “A” joined me shortly, pressing her naked body against me. I could feel her soft breast on my back despite the bathrobe I wore. She cheekily slipped her hands into my bathrobe and fiddled with my cock. Turning around, I dropped my bathrobe and playfully rubbed my cock outside her pussy entrance. Things heated up pretty quicky as we explored each other’s tongue, and I instinctively grabbed the condom I placed nearby earlier, expertly putting it on without looking at my cock as we were still locked in cleansing each other’s tongue.
“A” pressed her body against the glass panel, her breasts and hands making condensation marks on the cold surface. I carefully inserted my cock from behind as “A” arched her body to facilitate it. Slowly, I drilled her in standing position. She let her hands slip down so her body was bent forward, giving me the opportunity to cup her cold breasts and pokey nipples. We made love, standing, semi-doggy, while looking out at the pretty scenery downstairs, a lighted ice-skating ring with the nearby, neatly lined trees, sparkling with Christmas-ish lights.
(To be continued)
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CowardPotato
TS very skilled in seducing girls.
Can open class teach or not
Bro, I am not good at seducing girls.
My personal philosophy is “Be Nice” – two main areas:
Clean/neat/polite (nothing to do with expensive clothes, and bad manners brings you nowhere in life); and
Have empathy (given a choice, who wants to be a WL? Most of us mere mortals just want to put food on the table and have a better quality of life. Same goes for the lady, regardless of her trade/profession).
Of course, if you are good looking/physically attractive and are financially generous, it helps a lot. For the record, I do not have these qualities…..