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(Continuation)
I looked into Teri’s earnest eyes, and held both her hands. It was the first time I was holding her hands since we met several hours ago. “Pei wo” (stay with me), I said solemnly. - - - - - Teri did not answer. She took her phone and went into the bedroom. I could hear she was on a phone call but could not make out the details. I need to leave early, at 8 in the morning, she said in Chinese when she stepped back into the living room. And I want to use the jacuzzi, by myself, she continued (the executive suite’s bathroom came with a jacuzzi). I held Teri’s hand and led her into the walk-in wardrobe which was between the bedroom and bathroom. I pointed out where the bathrobe and bedroom slippers were before proceeding to the bathroom, where I opened the drawers, showing her the hairdryer and European branded toiletries supplied by the hotel. Teri grinned and ushered me out of the bathroom. It must have been a good half-hour before Teri came back to the living room. The bathrobe was probably one-size too big for her and she had a towel wrapped around her hair. She looked tall. By the time I finished my shower, Teri was snugly tucked underneath the duvet. Only her hands, playing with her phone, were outside the duvet. I could see her naked shoulders. But I did not know if she wore anything else underneath the duvet. I wore the other bathrobe, and had put the condoms in the bathrobe pocket on my way out. Sliding underneath the duvet to rest next to Teri, I immediately realized she was stark naked. Is my skin softer, Teri asked me, offering her left hand to me. I ran my fingers along her smooth, fair limb, from her wrist up to her shoulder, and nodded approvingly. I casually removed my bathrobe and left it by the edge of the bed. I really wanted to feel Teri’s naked body, with my naked body. Teri knew it. Maybe, she too, wanted it. She edged closer to me as I embraced her, body-to-body. “Ying le” (it’s hard), Teri whispered into my ears. For sure she felt my hardened cock pressed against her. Before I could place my hands near her pussy, Teri had slide down and started licking my long shaft. I pushed the duvet aside further, enjoying the erotic scene. Teri was licking my cock lovingly with her eyes closed. Her breasts brushed against my thighs. Fumbling a little, we got into “69” position and I began to taste her cunt juice, this time, with less “obstruction” as she had trimmed her bush. It was beautiful. Her deepthroat left a shiny gloss on my cock. Sitting up, she looked at me. There was always a weird and wonderful feeling with Teri. I could only guess “she was ready”. Stretching my hand, I pulled the bathrobe I had earlier left by the bedside towards me, and took out one of the two condoms. “Ni zuo zhu” (you decide), I said. Teri tore the packaging and calmy rolled the condom onto my cock, trying to avoid some of my pubic hair getting trapped. “Bi shang yan jing” (close your eyes), she said. I did as she requested. I could feel Teri’s fingers holding on to my shaft, and she was rubbing the tip of my cock around her pussy. She then allowed a small portion of my cock into her love hole, and gradually more of my cock began to be swallowed by her pussy. The feeling was very different from me inserting my cock into her pussy bit-by-bit in the past. Maybe it was how she paced it, the sensation was prolonged but yet completely satisfying. I opened my eyes. My entire cock had disappeared into her love cave. Teri’s hands, previously resting on my arms, were lifted and she spread out her fingers on both hands, signalling for me to do the same. We locked fingers and she adjusted her position a little, and then she started grinding atop of me….. It was a slow ride as Teri shut her eyes and dictated the proceedings. The immense satisfaction I had was slightly disturbed by the occasional tiny pain I felt, as my stiff cock remained insider her very wet pussy, sometimes in an awkward angle. “Ni zai shang mian” (you be on top), Teri said as she loosened her fingers around mine. Instead of asking Teri to lie beside me in an exchange of position, I sat up, grabbed a pillow, and guided Teri to lay down, her head almost at the edge of the bed. After placing the pillow underneath her head, I let her long hair fall partially over the edge of the bed. Without holding on to my cock, I intentionally let my cock brush all over her pussy area, and eventually my cock found the opening of her vagina and slipped into it easily. The lubrication was great, my cock was very, very hard, and I was stuffing it into Teri diligently. As my speed increased, her breasts danced energetically. Teri lifted her legs in mid-air, I took them and rested them over my shoulders, and as I continued ploughing her, I could feel the tip of my cock hitting the end of her love tunnel. Teri let out a soft but shrill cry and I felt the walls of her vagina caving in, gripping my cock. I put in a few more powerful thrusts and ejaculated, maybe several seconds after she climaxed. (To be continued) |
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Great update bro, look forward to more!
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Solid sharing upz ni
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Bumpz for the new year.
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Super good story bro TS, support!
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(Continuation)
Teri lifted her legs in mid-air, I took them and rested them over my shoulders, and as I continued ploughing her, I could feel the tip of my cock hitting the end of her love tunnel. Teri let out a soft but shrill cry and I felt the walls of her vagina caving in, gripping my cock. I put in a few more powerful thrusts and ejaculated, maybe several seconds after she climaxed. - - - - - I did not get to use the second condom with Teri. She rushed off early in the morning. I was still in bed when Teri kissed my lips and said goodbye. I stumbled out of bed, hugged her and closed the room door after she left. By the time I made my way downstairs, alone, for breakfast at the hotel café, I noted it was just after 8am. It would be another two years before I saw Teri again, in 2018. I’m back, she messaged me out of the blue one evening. I did not think about, nor miss Teri during the two-year hiatus, and we had no communications at all. I guess we were busy with our own lives. But it was nice that she contacted me when she returned to Singapore, albeit briefly this time. This time, she did not have a long-term work visa as she was on a one-month social visit pass and moonlighted at a high-end Havelock Road night club. Times flies, and before we knew it, we had already known each other for almost five years. Yet we knew little about each other and our interactions centred mainly around dinner and without fail, post-dinner sex at her place. Not that I am complaining, but the truth is, I still find it intriguing why an attractive KTV hostess, who can easily command $300 to $500 for an hour of paid sexual companionship, sleeps with me, gratis, after a modest dinner date. Thank you for remembering me, I said to Teri when I picked her up at her River Valley area apartment. She was almost 27, and had aged slightly since I last saw her two years ago, but she was still seductive in my eyes. Mostly likely reason was I, too, have aged, and have acquired a taste for women approaching their late 20’s. You are my only friend in Singapore, Teri replied. I glanced at her briefly with a warm smile, without losing focus on my driving. Teri placed her hand on my lap. The others are colleagues and customers; you are my only friend, Teri elaborated. Well, I started off as her customer on two occasions back in 2014, but had never patronized her at work since then. Teri was very relaxed during our alfresco dinner at Dempsey Hill. We were chatting about the recently concluded football World Cup in Russia, turned out she’s a footy fan too. I bought a bottle of sake at the airport, Teri said as we walked towards the car after dinner. I took it as an invitation to have a drink at her place. Her studio apartment was tiny but well-kept. After a few sips of sake, Teri proceeded to shower. When she emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a bath towel, she had a wide grin. There is only a small hand towel in the bathroom, she said. I came out of the bathroom stark naked, with a mini hard-on. It was not easy to condition my mind to not think about sex when you know there’s someone waiting in bed, just a few metres away, waiting to be serviced. For some strange reason, I saw myself as a provider, a giver. If Teri had paid me, I would then be a gigolo. My cock hardened further the moment Teri laid her hand on it. She was amused (and I suspect, secretly delighted). “Da fan ying” (big reaction), she muttered. We were both naked in bed. I placed my nose between her neck and shoulders and took a deep breath. My fingers were toying with her pubic hair. Absence does make the heart grow fonder. As my hands went all over her curvy body, I suddenly realized how much I miss making love with Teri. I remember through the years that Teri gets prettier with every fuck, and she was able to effortlessly make my cock insanely big. A baptism of fire possessed me as I sucked on her erected nipples, and Teri was laying down obediently, soaking in the escalating sexual tension. I had openly left the condom on the bedside table when we first arrived at the studio apartment. After all, we both knew where we were headed towards as two consenting adults. Teri took the condom in her hand but did not tear-open the packaging. She decided to engulf my whole cock into her mouth at one go, taking in my pre-cum along the way. As her tongue twirled around my shaft and the tip of my cock, I felt an urgent urge to pump her, I missed the shrill sounds she made when she was high. I grabbed the condom from her hand and tore the packaging. She herself was apparently in a hurry to cap me. Teri lay flat, chest down, and raised her buttocks, inviting me to enter her pussy from behind. She had become more curvy, maybe added 2-3kg in weight. I spread her legs apart a little more and squeezed her bums, I could see her moist pussy, begging for my thick, long shaft to be inserted….. (To be continued) |
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Nice update, can't wait to read how you piak piak Teri
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Support nice story!
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(Continuation)
Teri lay flat, chest down, and raised her buttocks, inviting me to enter her pussy from behind. She had become more curvy, maybe added 2-3kg in weight. I spread her legs apart a little more and squeezed her bums, I could see her moist pussy, begging for my thick, long shaft to be inserted….. - - - - - As Teri raised her bums higher, in anticipation of my “grand entry” from the rear, the sight of those creamy white, slightly bouncy, roundish twin cheeks, with her visibly damp pussy in-waiting, procured a wild animal reaction from me. I was convinced that the sight could potentially rehabilitate erectile dysfunction issues. I parked my hands on Teri’s waist and allowed my free reigning, raging cock to wander adventurously just underneath her butt crack, in search of the entrance to the magic hole. After several unaided and fruitless attempts by my dick to enter her love hole “hands free”, Teri extended her hand, grabbed my cock and rubbed it gleefully around the entrance of her pussy. Satisfied that the tip of my condomed cock had been sufficiently lubricated by her juice, she gradually tipped my penis into her vagina. I slid my cock deeper into her love tunnel in a slow, considerate manner, after all, she had not experienced it for two years. As my throbbing dick acclimatized itself comfortably inside her warm, wet cunt, I began to thrust her, escalating from first to fourth gear in a measured manner. Teri being Teri, she began to reverse herself into me at her preferred pace, signalling for me to cease thrusting and just stay firm with my ridiculously hardened tool in a constant position. I had to loosen my grip on her waist so she could “reverse into me” more fluidly, pun intended, as her white juice began to populate my pubic hair. She continued doing so for a couple of minutes, while I continued to kneel on the mattress obediently to provide maximum impact for her. Funnily enough, I was biting my own lips as I tried to subdue my own need to give her an overdue, good old fashioned rough fuck from behind as my animal instinct threatened to be uncaged. It was too hard work for me. I smacked Teri’s bum and voluntarily withdrew my cock from her pussy. Motioning her to turn around, I held on to my cock – now sticky and messy from her colourless as well as white juice – and promptly inserted it back into her pussy as Teri made herself comfortable laying on her back. I pounded Teri mercilessly as she made short, shrill noises, and sometimes almost like snorting. I looked at her tortured face in delight, knowing that I was serving her well, and her breasts, slightly bigger than before as part of her marginally heavier frame now, was dancing like jelly. In a matter of a few minutes, I had to surrender with a loud, low groan, as I ejaculated uncontrollably. Teri pulled me towards her and we kissed deeply, her long legs now wrapped around my legs. I could not work out if the scent and taste were just our sweat and saliva, or it was peppered with her vaginal fluid as both our hands handled my cock which had toured the entire depth of her love tunnel. But it really didn’t matter. What mattered was we had a “reunion” – a steamy, passionate, mentally and physically gratifying fuck, and the smell and taste was part of the experience. Absolutely priceless. (To be continued) |
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Awesome update TS. Must be damn good fucking Teri!
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Teri pulled me towards her and we kissed deeply, her long legs now wrapped around my legs. I could not work out if the scent and taste were just our sweat and saliva, or it was peppered with her vaginal fluid as both our hands handled my cock which had toured the entire depth of her love tunnel. But it really didn’t matter. What mattered was we had a “reunion” – a steamy, passionate, mentally and physically gratifying fuck, and the smell and taste was part of the experience. Absolutely priceless. - - - - - Her brief one-month stay passed very quickly and I only met Teri one more time before she returned to China. It was her final night in Singapore before she flew to Guangzhou the following day. It had become routine - we would have dinner and then go back to her place to make love. Although we don’t talk about it, we both had the same intention. She no longer ask that I go to her place. I simply drive to her apartment, park at the visitor’s lot, and we proceed upstairs where she would take the lead in showring first and wait for me in bed as I showered after her. Teri’s one-month stay in 2018 was the only time she was in Singapore that year. I had no idea if she would return. And I prefer not to ask her. - - - - - The Christmas lighting along Orchard Road was beautiful. As a local, I take it for granted, year after year. But the picture I received on WeChat reminded me how pretty it was. It was sent by Teri, she had asked the taxi driver to travel along Orchard Road on the way to her apartment. She had returned to Singapore in mid-December 2019. I told Teri I would personally take her for a joy ride along Orchard Road the following night to capture the festive mood. It’s been over a year since I last saw Teri. Like in 2018, she was on a one-month social visit pass again, “to make some pocket money before Chinese New Year” as she put it, at a high-end KTV. Given that it was around Christmas, I decided to take Teri to a fancy restaurant, the first time I ever did that with her. “Fine dining” dress code, I alerted Teri in the morning, ahead of our dinner date that night. To be honest, I was a little nervous on my way to fetching Teri that evening. Because, through the years, I had only seen Teri in her “KTV work clothes” – twice back in 2014; the rest of the time, she was always causally-dressed when we met, which matched my usual jeans ensemble. I wondered what she would wear. Through the rear-view mirror, I saw a tall, svelte figure approaching my parked car at the visitor’s lot. I knew immediately it was Teri. She looked stunning in her simple black dress, and a shawl draped over her shoulders. As she settled inside the car, I noted she had a matching black leather clutch bag (Chanel, no less) and red high heel shoes, the shade of red matching the lipstick she wore. Her fair, long legs were screaming for attention. She adjusted the seat belt carefully not to crease her dress, and by default her breasts featured prominently when the seatbelt was secured diagonally across her chest. My cock stirred at the visual stimulation. It was only 6.45pm, and I haven’t even had a drop to drink yet. I chose a slightly longer route from her apartment to the restaurant, intentionally driving past the old Hilton Hotel (now called Voco), ION, Paragon and the Istana. We enjoyed the festive light-up and the busy atmosphere around us as we cruised along Orchard, with Teri taking short videos along the way. Needless to say, there were wandering eyes - from both men and women - when Teri and I were led to our table at the restaurant. It was not me. It was all Teri. It reminded me when I first set my eyes on Teri at the KTV in 2014 - a simple black dress, nothing revealing; long straight hair, slim and tall frame with an enviable chest size; and an unsmiling face which smacked of arrogance. Her heels made her slightly taller than me, though it was not obvious at close range. The dinner setting, great meal accompanied by fine wine, and cheerful conversation, lent itself well to a cosy, intimate evening. Teri put her hand around my arm, like a close companion or partner, as we left the restaurant. Inevitably, heads turned as the remaining diners took one last look at the beauty by my side. I was more interested in what Teri wore under her simple black dress. Was it a matching bra and panties set, is it lacy? And her killer heels (which made her taller than me), perhaps I should ask her to wear it in bed later? Taking the elevator downstairs to the lobby level (we were heading to the smoking area first), we were the only ones in the lift. I wrapped my hand around her waist and slowly moved southwards, attempting to figure out her panty line. There was none. I was getting really, really excited. Teri “gave me the look” indicating there was a camera in the lift. Frankly, I didn’t give a fuck. I just wanted to fuck her as soon as I can. (To be continued) |
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Please continue @Online2Offline. Don’t leave faithful readers hanging in the air…
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Very well written TS
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(Continuation)
Taking the elevator downstairs to the lobby level (we were heading to the smoking area first), we were the only ones in the lift. I wrapped my hand around her waist and slowly moved south, attempting to figure out her panty line. There was none. I was getting really, really excited. Teri “gave me the look” indicating there was a camera in the lift. Frankly, I didn’t give a fuck. I just wanted to fuck her as soon as I can. After our post-dinner cigarette, we drove back to her apartment. It was the same place she had stayed before, but a different unit. A feeling of deja vu crept it, a welcoming, positive feeling as we have had passionate encounters in the same building previously. Teri casually threw her bag onto the bed and lay down without removing her heels. I was seated nearby on the only chair in the studio apartment, undoing my shoelaces. Co-incidentally, while doing that, my eye level became similar to that of the bed. Teri’s slim, long and fair legs looked deliciously inviting underneath the spotlight, the only switch that she pressed upon entering the apartment. “Hen bao” (I am full), Teri exclaimed. After removing my shoes and socks, I went to the bathroom and washed my hands. I felt really at home. I also used the mouthwash and rinsed thoroughly, it always made me feel refreshed. Teri continued laying in bed, with her hands stretched out and her eyes shut. Her feet - still with her heels on - were sticking out from the edge of the bed. I don’t have foot fetish, but her well-toned calves, blemish-free knees and silky smooth thighs, were alluring. Especially since her dress had crept up a few inches as she made herself comfortable in bed. Instinctively, I found myself kneeling by the bedside and I began to lick her kneecap in a slow, circular motion. Teri let out a small chuckle, and I could see her hand reaching out; I took her hand and we locked fingers. From her kneecap, I continued licking upwards until almost midway of her thigh, where her dress ended. I also tried hard to look underneath her dress, to see what she was wearing, but the angle and lighting were not great. I unlocked my fingers from Teri’s and used both my hands to slowly massage her thighs, inching up and pushing her dress higher towards her crotch. A beautiful, beautiful sight greeted me. Teri wore a tiny G-string panty. It was so tiny, the frontal triangular piece was about the size of a credit card. Obviously, Teri had also waxed, as there was no sight of any pubic hair. The black G-string was visibly damp; and the immediate area outside the G-string had a little glossy effect. I rolled her dress further up to her hips, with a little help from Teri as she shifted her lower body to allow me to conduct a close-up inspection. I was now in a proning position on the bed, with part of my legs out of the bed. My swollen cock was pressing hard against the mattress with some discomfort, but I ignored it. I was completely distracted and wholly fascinated by the triangular credit card sized piece of cloth just a few inches away from my face. By now, Teri’s hand could reach my head. She was ruffling my hair. It felt nice. It also felt as if she wanted a bit more action as I imagined she was motioning, via her hand on my head, for me to make myself more useful aside from staring at a tiny piece of moist, black cloth. Sticking out my tongue as far out as I can, I administered a mild, long stroke along her crotch, alternating on each side of her leg. Then I intentionally licked the edge of her little G-string, making sure her pussy felt my tongue going over it through the tiny, thin piece of cloth. Though not an expert, I managed to twirl my tongue and licked her pussy. It was not that my aiming was so good. It was because the G-string was so tiny, my tongue was able to push it aside and concurrently painted her pussy. I could feel Teri apply more pressure on my head, encouraging me to venture my tongue deeper and deeper into her love cave. There was a musky smell as my nose rubbed against her erogenous zone. Needless to say, the area around my mouth and my nose were stained with her juice. Her sweet pussy juice. As much as I was having a field day eating her pussy, I could no longer ignore the growing discomfort of my belt’s buckle and throbbing cock inside my trousers, against the mattress. Excusing my face from her pussy, I rolled over and started to remove my belt. Teri sprang up and yanked the belt off my trousers. She hurriedly undid the single button and unzipped me, and I helped myself by holding on to my trousers and underwear at the same time and pushed it towards my knees. My big hard cock was unleashed and it made a small thud sound against my abdomen, confirming its solid and expanded state. Teri stared at me - it was a mixed look of amusement, disbelief and delight. Like a champion, Teri swallowed my cock with its pre-cum. Then I felt a tingling sensation… she was trying to wrap her tongue around my cock inside her mouth. (To be continued) |
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