Librarian Sex Story [Archive] - The Asian Commercial Sex Scene

sidekick

27-08-2008, 04:21 PM

The aisles between the shelves are too narrow for 2 people & usually one of us will have to move out before the other can enter. One day, Zanthia was sorting some material amongst the shelves when I had to pass through. This time, instead of moving out, she gestured for me to squeeze through. So she leaned forward against the shelves & I with my back to hers, starting squeezing through to the other end. As I passed her, our buttocks rubbed against each other;). Soft & tender & blood started rushing to my head. She was still sorting her stuff when I was done & had to squeeze through to get out. This time, instead of leaning forward, she leaned back. I took this as an open invitation. Facing her, I took my time squeezing through. As I passed, I pushed out my pelvic area & she reciprocated. She must have felt my cock hardening because she started grinding against me:D. I took this as consent & put my hands on her breast. I unbuttoned the top 2 buttons of her blouse & slipped my hands under her bra & started teasing her nipples & soon I could feel her nipples hardening. Our faces came together, our lips met & we started frenching. We sucked hard on each other tongues & then I started nibbling her lips moving towards her ears. I nibbled her ears & stick my tongue into her ear & soft moaning left her mouth. By now both my hands are on her butt cheeks pressing her hard against me. She started necking me & I was enjoying myself when suddenly we heard someone opening the door:eek:. We quickly broke off & she pretended to carry on working in the aisle while I went out to check what whoever wanted. Thus ended our first liaison.

When I was tending to that somebody, Zanthia left the resource centre. When she came back, she told me that she was very wet & need to masturbate & relieved herself in the toilet. Hearing that, I also quickly went to the toilet to masturbate & because of the high state of arousal, exploded after a few strokes.

sniperwolf

27-08-2008, 04:36 PM

Wow,make my cock standing HARD.Don't stop please!:p

AD69

27-08-2008, 05:00 PM

Good start of the story. Hope to read more.

kim-seng-heng

27-08-2008, 11:26 PM

Eagerly waiting for more.:)

weisianz

27-08-2008, 11:51 PM

wah... steady.. good one.. camping here le.. :D

fax88

28-08-2008, 09:50 AM

More plssss.........:D

sidekick

28-08-2008, 10:10 AM

After that incident, we became bolder but more careful. Whenever we had the opportunity, we would sneak between the shelves. Zanthia would stand near the edge of the shelves so that she could keep an eye on the door. I would embrace her from behind & she would press her ass hard against my cock. One of my hands would slip under her blouse & her bra & played with her boobs, the other massaging her crotch. She would flip her hair aside & exposed her smooth nape for my necking. From her nape, I would eventually reach her ears, nibbled on her ear lobes & stick my tongue into her ears which I found she love. By now, there would be some smooth moaning & squirming on her part & we tried to synchronised grinding action. Soon she would reached behind her, unzipped my pants & slipped one hand under my underwear to stimulate my now rock hard cock. At the same time, she would raised the back of her skirt to allow me easier access to her smooth bums.

When she couldn’t take it anymore, we would switched position. Now, I’m at the edge of the shelves watching the door. Zanthia would embraced me from behind doing exactly what I did to her earlier. I would reach back with both hands & grabbed her hard against me. After a while & without me asking, she would hocked up her skirt & pulled down her undies to her knees & held one of my hands to her pussy. & boy was it wet. By feel, I tugged & pull at the labias & used my middle finger to rubbed along her clit & her squirming became progressively more aggressive. “Stick your finger inside” & I would gladly obliged. She would then guide me to her G spot by instructing me to go “Deeper”, “Higher”, “Harder” & would encourage me by telling me “Very nice” & “I don’t want you to stop”. Soon I could feel the familiar muscle spasm & her pussy constricting on my finger. As her orgasm subsided, she released me from her very firm grip & we would always end the action with what we called the “Lollipop”. After she comes, I would keep one or two fingers in her cunt & she would try to squeeze all her cunt juice onto it. I withdrew my very wet & sweet smelling fingers & licked them clean in front of her face. Zanthia seems to get a kick out of this & would reward me with a wet wet kiss.:D

Cytan7

28-08-2008, 12:28 PM

Nice story... more exciting stories to come?? :D

sidekick

29-08-2008, 05:34 PM

Zanthia by nature was usually a simple & practical dresser, however she would sometimes dressed up for occasions. Once on the first working day after the Chinese New Year holiday, she came to work in a stunning red dress with a bow at the back. Although the front was cut conservatively, it was finished with a translucent materials revealing a slight cleavage. The cut also don’t allow the wearer to wear a bra & bra pads are stitched into the dress. Creamy flesh against the red dress, she looked like a virginal bride waiting in her bridal chamber for the bridegroom to deflower her. Saliva was coming out of my nose & blood from my mouth….. I mean saliva from my mouth & blood from my nose.

When the opportunity came, I cheekily asked her, “Can I open up this big hong pow?”

Zanthia caught my hint & teased, “You have been eyeing my cleavage since I stepped in. Open it & see whether I’m wearing red undies to match?” Blood almost rushes out of my seven openings. (needs bros to translate into mandarin for effect).

As it was the first working day after the Chinese New Year holidays, most of our colleagues were still on leave & the office was pretty quiet. I literally dragged her to the aisle. Once there, we started in our normal position with me embracing her from behind. Immediately, she pressed her ass hard against my cock & we grinded against each other in unison with my hands holding her hips. Her hair was bun up & I had a nice time necking her, nibbling her nape & shoulders.. I nibbled her ear lobes & stuck my tongue into her ears which I discovered she loved. After a while, I couldn’t stand it any longer & told her that I’m ready to open my hong pow. Without missing a beat, she leaned forward slightly & allowed me to loosen the bow. As the strands came loose, she flipped them over her shoulders to her front & the entire top of her dress dropped to her waist. Wowww, she was completely topless.

Zanthia shivered slightly because of the cold, pulled my face to her breasts & I immediately buried my face in the valley of her boops. Smooth cold breast against my warm face. Heaven! She was also wearing my favourite Jean Paul Gautier parfum & together with her natural scent, it was intoxicating. I started to work my lips & tongue all over her breast. As I licked, sucked & nibbled, I inevitably gave her a few love bites. Zanthia’s breasts weren’t very big & I sucked as much of it as I can into my mouth. My tongue teased her nipples & they got harder & harder & her moaning started. Involuntarily, she raised both her hands high behind her exposing her smooth hairless armpits. I loved her in this posture because with everything exposed to me, she looked so vulnerable. I licked from her nipples to her armpits then to her lips & we started some serious frenching. When we break for air, Zanthia looked me straight in the eyes & whispered, “Aren’t you going to see if I’m wearing red undies?”

Just in case we were interrupted & need to react quickly, I helped Zanthia to put her top back on. Then I positioned her at the edge of the shelves so that she can watch the door. Once that was done, I knelt down in front of her. Zanthia’s dress came to just below her knees & I raised it slowly like raising a flag savouring each & every inch of flesh with my mouth & tongue as they are exposed to me. As I went higher & closer to her crotch, Zanthia spreaded her legs wider & wider. Then I eventually hocked her dress up to her waist to reveal a pair of tiny high-cut panty. True to her words, they were as red as her dress. The narrow strip of panty was only able to hide her vagina slit exposing surrounding mould of soft succulent flesh with some pubic hair. I intentionally left the panty in its place & feasted myself on those flesh. Then I turned her around & removed her panty completely to be greeted by two soft rounded ass cheeks. I sniffed along the ass crack to inhale her wonderful scent & planted kisses all over her ass cheeks. Then I turned her around again & this time, I could see droplets of her cunt juice on her pubic hair. Not wanting them to go to waste, I licked them all up. Zanthia was now standing with her legs wide open & I asked her to pulled her labia apart with her fingers. I licked along her vagina slit & used my lips to bite & pull her labia. I dragged my tongue along her vagina slit from the bottom near her ass hole up to her clit. As I passed her cunt, I would stuck my tongue inside & when I’m at her clit, I would twirled my tongue around it. The moaning now came in waves & suddenly, her knees buckled slightly & her body trembled. She grabbed my hair & pulled my head to her crotch. I knew she was coming & covered her pussy with my mouth, tongue flicking over her clit. Zanthia let out a muffled scream, squirmed uncontrollably, orgased & smeared her cunt juice all over my face.:p

I was not done with her but I gave her some time to recover. I stood up & moved behind her. Zanthia was still panting slightly & still highly aroused. I asked her to lean forward slightly & rest one of her legs on a low shelf to enable easy access for me. With her dress still hocked around her waist, I penetrated her in standing doggie position. Penetration was smooth & easy as Zanthia’s pussy was still wet, her cunt warm & tight. We started by grinding with me deep inside her, her circular grinding movement encouraging to work her harder. My crotch was wet with her cunt juice & the sexy musky smell was filling the room. I started pumping away & the verbal encouragement came. “Aarrraghh… nice very nice” & I thrusted deeper. “Hmmm… I love it … don’t stop” & I pumped faster. & then the now familiar squirming again. Zanthia was gripping the shelves tightly & I held her hips firm, pulled her back against me & buried my cock as deep as I can in her cunt. She came as her cunt muscle tighten & gripped my cock & I remained still to let her feel my cock inside her. When her vagina muscle spasm subsided, I gave her a few violent thrusts & as I felt myself coming, I withdraw my cock & spurted a copious amount of cum at cunt entrance. Finally, I took her hand & smeared my cum all over her pussy & also around her asshole & we both collapse in tired satisfaction.

Cleaning up was a different matter altogether but fortunately Zanthia had a box of wet tissue which we used up completely. However, the next day when the cleaner lady came to vacuum the place, she complained of a weird smell. Zanthia & I looked at each other & smile guilty.:o

HornySexFreak

29-08-2008, 05:38 PM

Nice stories, keep it up :)

AD69

29-08-2008, 09:26 PM

Well done on the story. Keep it cumming. :D

sidekick

02-09-2008, 05:02 PM

It had to happen. No, Zanthia didn’t get pregnant. Let me continue.

Because of the high shelves, we had a ladder in the resource centre, those sturdy “A-frame” type with wide treads which you can climb safely & sit quite comfortably. I never expected it to become so useful.

Once there was a request to retrieve some old files which are normally store on the high shelves. As I was in the middle of something, Zanthia tended to it. When I was done, Zanthia was still in the aisle & so I went in to assist her. She was standing on one of the higher steps of the ladder wearing a long flowing dress that flared generously from the waist. I noticed that standing at that level, her pussy was conveniently at my mouth level. I moved closely, held her thighs & pressed my face into her crotch. Warm & seductively musky. Zanthia was mildly shocked but reacted positively by holding my head & pressed my face firmly into her crotch. Sensing her arousal, I flipped her dress over my head & came face to face with a sexy lacy undies covering her pussy. Instead of watching the door from the edge of the shelves, I asked her to watch it from over the shelves. With her dress over my head, I pulled her undies down to her knees & started feasting on her pussy as she spread her legs wider. Perhaps because it was unexpected, her pussy was a bit dry at first but as I worked my tongue on her clit, her cunt juice started to flow. I then asked her to sit on the highest step of the ladder & it was a fantastic position for me. Zanthia with her hips open wide offer her entire pussy for my enjoyment. I ventured further down than normal & flicked my tongue over her asshole & she seemed to enjoy it. Slowly, I maneuvered my middle finger into her cunt to soak up some juice, withdrew it & inched towards her asshole. Slowly mm by mm, I pushed it in & Zanthia gave off a soft gasp.

Then we heard it, the sound of shafting feet in the next aisle:eek:. It was only a soft scrapping of the floor but it sounded like an explosion to our ears. In our haste & excitement, we cared only about the entrance door but had neglected to check the other aisles beforehand.

Zanthia’s face paled, pushed me off, pulled up her undies, flew down the ladder & out of the aisle in world record time. My heart exploded & was in my mouth, my cock went limp immediately & my balls dropped to the floor. I was also thinking of evacuating from the scene altogether but decided to face whoever was there waiting for me. I inched uncomfortably towards the next aisle & took a peek. Yvette, our French trained Singaporean Chinese designer looked me in the eye & smiled knowingly. I looked away sheepishly & quickly walked off. Both Zanthia & I left the resource centre so that Yvette can make a polite exit. After Yvette was gone, we came back & talked about it & warned each other to prepare for the worse. Losing the job was one thing but the embarrassment would be unthinkable. We can only hope that Yvette’s French education had opened her mind up & treat what she had witnessed as nothing more than a personal matter between two horny devils.

The next few days was living hell, the resource centre had become from pleasure chamber to torture chamber. We spent our time browsing recruitment advertisement in dreaded quiet anticipation of a call from the management:(. Full marks to Zanthia throughout this whole episode because she never played the blame game. To quote her, “It takes to hand to clap.”

AD69

02-09-2008, 11:00 PM

I'm wondering did Yvette look for you after the incident. Maybe she wants to have ........ :D

desk13

02-09-2008, 11:30 PM

My guess is, Yvette will join in the fun

sidekick

03-09-2008, 12:10 AM

Bros, dun pijar my lobang leh.:mad:

Anyway, the last sentence in my last post should read "It takes two hands to clap"

Bangster

03-09-2008, 02:48 AM

Always a joy to read a well described encounter written in good English.

Up up you.

Just remember > Dont keep us waiting for too long! ;)

ekemono

03-09-2008, 04:58 AM

Good effort TS.
up u my humble pts :)

bigmannow

03-09-2008, 11:02 AM

camping here with iron pickett, basha , "A" frame ladder and some library books :D

humpcheepang

03-09-2008, 11:32 AM

Bros, dun pijar my lobang leh.:mad:

Anyway, the last sentence in my last post should read "It takes two hands to clap"

This story really got kicks! Pls con't Bro SideKick.

VandeSex

03-09-2008, 02:35 PM

Nice nice, do carry on with the stories :)

sidekick

03-09-2008, 04:15 PM

First of all, thanks to all bros who show their appreciation with their points.

My story continue…..

No news was good news. As days turn into weeks, both Zanthia & I breathed a collective sigh of relief & speculated on why Yvette did not turn us in. Perhaps she was not a busybody or she is even more broadminded than we thought. However, there was still discomfort when we had to deal with her but generally it appeared that the storm had blown over.

One day when Zanthia was on leave, Yvette came to the resource centre to look for some samples. I quickly directed her to the proper aisle & left her there to help herself. A few minutes later, she called to me for some assistance. I went back to the aisle with dread, the last embarrassing encounter with her still fresh on my mind.

Yvette was a small size woman of above average look, her appeal enhanced by her trendy dressing & make-up as befit a French educated designer. Her body is well proportioned & very toned indicating much time spent in the gym but her complexion tanned & showing too much exposure to the sun probably at the beach. Today she was dressed in this dress that is cut stylishly short above the knees at the front & sloped to the calves at the back.

As I approached, she beckoned me to go to her & told me she needed help with a heavy sample store at the lower shelf where she was standing. This was in all honesty a pretty normal request especially from female staff & I squatted to retrieve the sample. I was expecting her to move aside but she stood where she was. At first I thought it was my imagination but I realized she was moving her crotch closer to my face triggering my memories of Zanthia with her hips spread wide on the ladder.

Then in a soft accented whisper, she said, “I saw what you did to Zanthia & I want the same.” Yvette must have it all planned out & dressed for the occasion because it was easy for her to simply lift the front of her dress slightly & offered me her pussy. Her thighs, butt & private areas were as tan as the rest of her body which meant she either sunbath in the nude or use one of those indoor solar thingy. She was clad in the tiniest pair of thongs & very clean shaven. My mind was swirling in confusion & could only react in the way all pussy addicted men can, throw caution to the wind & buried my face into Yvette’s pussy. She smelt more of some expensive French parfum rather than her own odour that I would have preferred. Yvette used a finger from her left hand to pull her thongs to a side & used her index & middle finger of her right to spread open her vulva. I needed to further invitation & proceeded to give her a wet licking. Her clit was much bigger than any others that I’ve seen but it was thrilling to nibble it between my lips & flipped my tongue rapidly over it, something that I enjoyed & from her reaction, something that gave her a lot of pleasure. Next, she reached for my free hand & guided not one but two fingers into her already wet cunt. Man, she was directing all the action & me only a calefe. This Yvette is “deep”. Still holding on to my hand, she withdrew my wet fingers & instructed me to remove her thongs with my other free hand. I readily complied & kept the thongs in my pocket. Yvette then guided my wet fingers towards her asshole & gently pushed them in. My, in it went without a hitch. This Yvette must be really “deep” & I thought whether I had bitten off more than I could chew. With my two fingers in her asshole, she spread her legs wider, grabbed hold of my head with both her hands & rubbed her pussy assertively all over my mouth. When it came, Yvette’s orgasm was more intense than Zanthia’s & she pressed my face so tightly against her pussy that I can hardly breathe. She gave short sharp grunts of “Argh, argh” unlike Zanthia’s soft mewing. Fortunately & to my relief, it was a short one & I was mercifully released from her hold. Yvette quickly tidied herself up, gave me a satisfied smile & teased, “Perhaps next time, we can have a ménage-a-trio with Zanthia.” Her French accent trailing in her wake, Yvette left me alone & wanting in the aisle. I reached into my pocket for my handkerchief to wipe away the blood which I thought was flowing from my nose. I pulled out Yvette’s thong instead & realized that she had left without them whether intentionally or not, I don’t care to know. So without further adieu, I went to the toilet to release myself on her thongs which I have kept to this day for memory sake & for some “inspiration” should I need them. I don’t know whether she had a spare pair of undies but I spent the rest of the day trying unsuccessfully to peek at her pussy.

You really can’t tell a book by its cover. Man, this diminutive Yvette is one domineering woman. No wonder, her clit is so big almost like a mini penis.

steamer

03-09-2008, 04:23 PM

great write up; up u 7 liao :)

suar

03-09-2008, 05:11 PM

lie dat story very much dude! do keep us update.

AD69

03-09-2008, 06:39 PM

See that Yvette had made her move. :D

I think she will be coming back for more. :D

sidekick

04-09-2008, 09:29 AM

I couldn’t shake Yvette’s parting teaser off my mind. Zanthia & Yvette is like fire & ice. One sweet & submissive needing to be dominated, one sophisticated & domineering wanting to lead. Obviously Yvette wasn’t the problem but how would Zanthia react? Zanthia’s not exactly a prude but ménage a trio, that’s a totally different story. But it was a tanalising combination & kept my imagination in overdrive. I spent much time thinking of schemes & plans to make it a reality but at the back of my mind I believed it was wishful thinking until I received Yvette’s email.

Yvette sent, “Further to my last search in the resource centre, I’ve found a MaT sample. I’m sure you’ll be interested. Call me.”:confused: I couldn’t made head or tail about it & I didn’t return her call until the next day when I figure out “MaT” equals “ménage a trio” & I called her immediately. Yvette answered, “Oh… I thought you’re not going to call. Zanthia said that you’re busy. Anyway, be at Room XXX, XXXX Hotel on Friday, 9 pm. There’ll be a surprise for you.” I wanted to ask if Zanthia would be the surprise but Yvette had disconnected the call.

Thinking back, Zanthia had become more friendly with Yvette after the incident. Before that, their relationship had always been formal & official & Zanthia being a gracious woman may perhaps be thankful to Yvette (who is very sociable herself) for keeping her mouth shut & had open up to her. Just before I received Yvette’s email, I’d seen them chatting & glancing at me with stolen smiles & had dispersed when I approached. Just before Friday, my workstation broke down & I’d to use Zanthia’s. While rummaging through her table, I found a brochure of the hotel Yvette had mentioned. Well, now I was sure what was up their sleeves but if they wanted me to be surprised, I would happily play along.

Friday couldn’t come fast enough & I imagine all the wonderful things I could do to the both of them & what we three could do together. My first ménage a trio & so I decided to give them a surprise of my own, something I’d never done before, I shaved off all my pubic hair.

Come Friday, I primed & groomed myself & dressed in my outrageous best, went to claim my surprise. I reached there right on time & Yvette, with wet hair & a towel wrapped around up to her armpit, welcomed me into the room. Zanthia was nowhere in sight but I could hear the shower running in the bathroom. Ah… two fresh willing female bodies for me to devour & my cock started to wake up.:p

AD69

04-09-2008, 01:21 PM

Wah....threesome in hotel room. :D Looking forward to read.

sidekick

04-09-2008, 02:35 PM

As Yvette closed the door, I settled into a comfortable chair. The room came with a small balcony & the glass sliding door was opened & the curtains drawn, carrying in the cool night air. Yvette unwrapped the towel & used it to dry her hair. My eyes followed her movement hungrily around the room & she finally settled down on the bed against the head board, legs politely closed together. I’d never seen her fully naked & her breast were firm & rounded, the nipples small unlike her clit but almost the same colour as her tanned breast.

Without trying to spoil their surprise, I casually asked her, “So who’s in the shower?”

“I know you can’t wait to find out but be patient….. someone beyond your wildest imagination.” Yvette answered reaching into a large bag beside the bed for something small that I couldn’t see.

Finally, the shower was turned off & I waited excitedly for Zanthia to make her entrance, my mind working out what expression to adopt to create a false façade of surprise. As with all women, it took a little while longer & finally the door opened. Oh my God! My jaws dropped as out stepped a six foot ang mo with a penis twice my length!:eek: Clean shaven as I was too. In my mind I was asking, “Huh? Where’s Zanthia?” Could she still be in the bathroom? If she was, I would be even more disappointed. But obviously, Zanthia wasn’t & if she was, wouldn’t it be called “ménage a quatre” Oh how I’d read the whole thing wrong, way wrong, damn wrong.

Yvette introduced me to Thierry (quite safe to use his real name here), her friend from Paris who is touring through the region & is stopping over our Little Red Dot for two nights. Yvette had graciously agreed to be his guide obviously in more ways than one. Thierry was more Mediterranean than Anglo-Saxon, hair almost as dark as ours, well-built, skin tone a little more naturally bronze than most ang mo but did not speak English. Even in his nakedness in front of a stranger, he was comfortable in the room as I was not. Thierry settled beside Yvette on the bed & stroke her hair, I supposed waiting expectantly for the ménage a trio to begin.

Well for me, when it come to sex, it’s the more cunts the merrier but two pricks is one too many. I told Yvette honestly so & asked to take my leave & left them to their sexual pursuit. Yvette raised a hand to held me back & had a quick word with Mr. No English who simply shrugged his shoulders as is if to say “Whatever” Yvette turned to me & said, “Why don’t you just sit, watch & enjoy yourself then.” With nothing else planned for the evening, it was an agreeable option.

& then the action started. Thierry laid spread eagle facing up on the bed & Yvette started using her pussy to rubbed over him. First from his feet up to his groin & after a short while, Thierry body started to react to Yvette’s stimulation. But every time Thierry tried to touch Yvette or raised his pubis, Yvette would give him a nasty pinch. I came to realized that despite all of Yvette teasing, the game is for Thierry to resist & submit. Very soon, Yvette worked her way up; she sat momentarily on Thierry’s now hardened cock & glided along it. Again Thierry lost control, arched himself up & was punished by Yvette pinching his nipples. Yvette moved upwards, rubbed her pussy on Thierry’s nipples & now I could see a trial of Yvette’s cunt juice on Thierry’s body. Yvette moved further up & was now astride Thierry’s face with her legs holding down Thierry’s arms, incapacitating them. Yvette then hovered her pussy over Thierry’s mouth & I could see Thierry straining his neck to reach her pussy without success. Yvette said something to Thierry in French & when he answered “Oui, oui.” Yvette forced her pussy onto Thierry’s face & rubbed all over it sadistically. Thierry stuck his tongue out & would try to lick Yvette’s pussy every time it passes by his mouth & despite my reservation; he seemed to be enjoying it. Yvette of course by this time was in wild abandonment, pulling Thierry’s hair & grunting away. Yvette then turned around, her legs still on Thierry’s arms, pussy still on his face & now facing his legs. Yvette reached out & starting yanking Thierry & when his cock was sufficiently erect, Yvette reached for those things that she took out of the large bag earlier. Now I could see that they were standard office paper clips, those black metallic type that has real pinching power & instinctly moved my hands over my cock. Yvette lifted off some foreskin off Thierry’s penis & pinched a couple of those clips onto them. Ouch! Then she did the same to the skin on the scrotum. Double ouch. That done, she ordered Thierry to turn over which he obediently complied. Yvette reached for the bad again & out came a double-headed skin coloured ribbed dildo of a generous diameter. Yvette smeared it with some cream that was already on the bedside table, pushed Thierry’s legs apart & rammed one end of the dildo into his asshole with no mercy. Thierry instinctly cringed but then relaxed & Yvette started brutally thrusting the dildo in & out of Thierry’s asshole & I was amazed by his tolerance. Thierry also started grunting & couldn’t keep his ass still & by then Yvette was ready to mount the other end of the dildo. Yvette rode on enthusiastically & what’s a red-blooded man like me to do amongst all this action but to unzipped my pants & stimulate myself. Yvette rode for a good five minutes & then withdrew from the dildo, removed it from Thierry’s asshole & now laid spread eagle on the bed. Thierry quickly removed all the clips & inserted his penis into Yvette’s cunt which couldn’t take Thierry’s full length & even when fully inserted, I could see the bottom end of Thierry’s penis sticking out of Yvette’s cunt, very stimulating to me. Thierry rode like there’s no tomorrow, two well tone, well-built bodies humping it out on the sexual battle field. Amidst all the screaming & grunting, Yvette came first, her blood red nails digging into Thierry’s back & then Thierry follow suit, pushing his cock as deep as he can into Yvette’s cunt as he came. That done, Yvette ordered Thierry to withdrew his cock & kicked him unceremoniously out of the bed. Yvette beckoned me over, spread her legs & showed me her red & slightly bruised pussy, a trickling of Thierry’s cum leaking out of her cunt. “That’s what I like. Creampie. Warm cum flowing out of my cunt” Yvette said. “Why don’t you come aboard & shot your inside?” she invited me as she saw me yanking myself. I’m not one to dipped my cock into a cunt filled with freshly brew cum. But as I saw Thierry making his way to the bathroom, I offered to spray my load all over her pussy & before she consented, I pulled her to the edge of the bed, spread her legs wide & started masturbating. Yvette smiled & lifted her legs off the bed and as I cum, I aimed my entire load all over her pussy, some spurting as far as her breast.:D I would like to smeared my cum all over her but Thierry’s cum turned me off. Nevertheless, Yvette did the honours for us, mixing Thierry’s cum which was still leaking out of her cunt with mine & smeared them all over her body.

When everything was said & done, Yvette invited me to stay the night but I was not prepared to risk my ass hole with Thierry & the dildo around. I said good night & took my leave, my dream of a ménage a trio with Zanthia up in smoke. I did not go off immediately but went to the hotel lounge to have a drink & listen to some music to collect myself. At about 12 midnight, I left the hotel & as I walked away from the building itself, I looked up to see two figures on the balcony at Thierry’s unit. It looked like Yvette & Thierry humping away at each other again in the nude. One side of me wanted to go & watch again but good sense prevailed. Seeing Yvette & Thierry fucked in the raw, I made a mental note to always practice safe sex if I were to engage Yvette again.

Tiger Beer

04-09-2008, 08:53 PM

Good STory ! Please keep it up !

Rw6828

05-09-2008, 12:35 AM

What a lucky librarian.......

*Virgo*

05-09-2008, 12:49 AM

Nice story.
Keep moving....well done :D

cpcheongster

05-09-2008, 01:13 AM

yeah i love it ...

more more more:cool:

hugland

05-09-2008, 02:01 AM

keep the story coming

sidekick

05-09-2008, 10:19 AM

My encounters with Yvette was far & few in between. In fact, those were the only two encounters that led to some form of sex. However, my laision with Zanthia was another matter.

Zanthia wasn’t a very techno savvy person & usually needed help when it comes to the intricacy of computers & electronic products & equipment. Not too long ago, she bought a complete home theatre system & needed help to set it up. Of course, I volunteer immediately without her asking.

I told her to arrange for a “convenient” day & when that day arrived, I accompanied her home. We stopped by a 7-Eleven & bought some drinks & while at the cashier, I saw some Chupa Chup & bought one without Zanthia knowing & kept it in my pocket. Her flat which she shared with a younger female sibling is a 5-room HDB flat in the north-eastern part of the island. That evening of course, her sister was nowhere to be found.

It was actually a simple home entertainment system & I half suspected Zanthia of setting things up. Zanthia left me alone while she went to change & freshen up. I hooked the system up in a jiffy & she reappeared in a t-shirt about two sizes too big & a pair of short running shorts, almost unseen under the large t-shirt. Zanthia brought the drinks & as she bent down to serve me, I could see her two peaches dangling seductive down from her chest. We settled down on the sofa to try out the system. I was hoping for a XXX-rated movie but had to settle for some weepy Korean movie instead. There were loose cushions everywhere on the sofa but as Zanthia laid down to watch the movie, she chose to rest her head on my thighs. As the movie played, I stroke Zanthia’s hair. Inevitably, my hands started exploring & very soon her t-shirt was off. Zanthia simply laid there enjoying her movie & my caressing at the same time. As I caressed all over her, the bulge in my pants grew & sensing my discomfort, Zanthia unzipped & removed my pants, left my underwear on & continued to rest her head on my thighs keeping my cock warm. The proximity of her warm mouth to my cock was exciting especially when she started to kiss my thighs intermittently.

To make ourselves more comfortable, I started to remove some of the loose cushions & found under them one of those Osim hand held massagers. I turned it on & applied the vibrating pad to Zanthia’s back & she began to relax. Ten minutes later, Zanthia’s eyes were half closed, her breathing slowed & I wasn’t quite sure if she was still awake. Without wanting to risk the massager running out of battery, I moved the vibrating pad lightly to her groin. Zanthia’s eyes shot open, gave me a faux annoyed stare & said, “Naughty boy…” Contradictory to her reprimand, Zanthia lifted her butt off the sofa to indicate that she wanted me to remove her short & undies & once that was off, she hooked one leg over the back rest of the sofa. With the vibrating pad still on her groin, I turned up the vibration frequency & a few minutes later, Zanthia’s heart was beating faster, her breathing harder. Zanthia’s eyes were hazy, her mouth half opened, her tongue seductively licking her lips. I could see that she was losing concentration on the movie but I left it on & shifted Zanthia’s head to remove my underwear. Zanthia lost no time in putting my cock into her mouth. At first, Zanthia only kissed, licked & suck the mushroom head. I encouraged her & told her to concentrate on the sensitive circumference of the head & the frenum, the fold of foreskin connecting the head to the shaft. Then with her hands playing with my balls, Zanthia played my cock like a flute, up & down she went & when at the base, she would also suck & nibbled my scrotum. I kept up with my end of the play, pressing the vibrating pad harder & harder against her now wet pussy. I felt like cumming & told Zanthia so & wanted to pull my cock out of her mouth because I thought she may not be mentally prepared for that. To my surprise, she stopped me, made me re-position myself to make it more comfortable for her. Zanthia then sucked on hard on the mushroom head again, fingers from one hand tickling my ass & the other hand firmly holding my shaft & pumped away. I lost control in her warm mouth & she swallowed my whole cock as I shot my cum inside it & she continued sucking & licking until I’d discharged fully. Finally, Zanthia opened her mouth with a wry smile & showed me my cum before swallowing them.:D

I however still have work to do because she has not reached her summit. Now I laid Zanthia flat on the sofa, her one leg still hooked over the back rest. I kept Mr.Osim between her legs & there were now damp patches on the sofa. I put my mouth, lips & tongue to work on her peaches & she began squirming with pleasure. “Mmmmm…. Keep sucking my nipples,” she moaned. Zanthia’s mewing grew from a gentle whisper to a half scream & eventually exploded, releasing her leg from the back rest & grabbing Mr. Osim tightly between her thighs until the wave swept over. I moved my mouth to Zanthia’s ear & proposed, “Lollipop?” (Bros who follow from my first post will understand). Zanthia nodded shyly but instead of inserting my fingers into her cunt, I reached for my pants on the floor & fished out the Chupa Chup from my pocket. I quickly unwrapped it, suck on the round sweet on the stick & applied it to Zanthia’s cunt. Zanthia felt the difference & raised herself to see what I was doing. Seeing the sweet, she objected but I assured her that I will not insert the sweet into her cunt but only on her clit & labia. Zanthia relented & I smeared Mr. Chupa & Mr. Chups with Zanthia’s cunt juice, brought it to her face & licked them all up. Watching me licking the sweet in enjoyment, Zanthia said, “OK, you can put it in but not too deep ah.” Oh heaven.:p

Writing these stories brought back fond memories & is quite fun actually but still hard work & previous time spent so this will be my last posting for a while.

By the way, Mr. Osim & Mr. Chupa Chup, maybe you can pay me some endorsement money! Ha ha ha….. So long bros.

AD69

05-09-2008, 10:50 PM

Thanks for penning down the story. Hope you will be back to continue soon.

suar

06-09-2008, 04:09 AM

da paris guy is really a turn off bro, watching his cum is worst! but mr chupa chup does come in handy on certain occasions. yeh baby yeh! waiting for FR in the threesomes...NOT WITH DA PARIS GUY OF COURSE:p

sidekick

06-09-2008, 01:27 PM

Just discovered how I can find out who are the bros who upped my points.

So to bros:-
Tomyz
hugland
steamer
Spurslover
Humpcheepang
ekemono
Bangster

MERCI BEAUCOUP

I would send you all a "flavoured' Chupa Chup each if I can.

sidekick

08-09-2008, 10:34 AM

My project was postponsed & with time on my hand, I continue...

La menage a troi avec Zanthia et Yvette was back on the drawing board. After the last misadventure with Thierry, I realized that I couldn’t rely on Yvette or anyone else to make it happen & therefore I started laying my groundwork. Although it has been quite some time since we were caught by Yvette & nothing untowards seemed to have come out of it, I intentionally raised the issue with Zanthia & opinioned that the best way to keep Yvette’s mouth permanently shut is to involved Yvette in our sexual escapades. Zanthia’s respond was, “You can get Yvette involved meh?” Not an outright objection, I believed half the mental battle with Zanthia won.

The next opportunity availed itself when the company arranged for a staff holiday in Bangkok. The plan with Yvette’s collaboration was to allocate a pair of connecting rooms to ourselves. Zanthia & Yvette in one room, I alone in the other. Paying a little more for the single room was the easy part. To deflect suspicion, I told everybody that I am a lousy sleeper & snore loud enough to wake the dead. To put the plan into motion, I quickly volunteered myself as a organizing committee member taking charge of the allocation of rooms.:cool:

We arrived in Bangkok in late morning & were received at the airport by Patcha (her real name also), a young attractive Thai Chinese who looked casually smart in her cotton halter-neck top & jeans. Patcha told us that she was actually an undergraduate in political science moonlighting during the current vacation for some pocket money. No wonder her English was better than most inbound Thia tourist guide I’d came across.

Upon reaching the Hotel Asia (or is it Asia Hotel, the one near the MRT or is it MTR), I quickly approached Patcha to settle the accommodation arrangement As there was no scheduled tour until dinner time, I whispered to Patcha if she could arrange for me to have a massage in my room. Patcha gave me bright smile & asked softly, “Just a massage? Will there be anything else?” As it would have been more comfortable for me to be dealing with a man in this matter, I stammered, “Eh… ah… anything else? mmm…why not?” :oI couldn’t help feeling a warm flush on my face & Patcha gave me a wink & left. The tour group dispersed to their room & most of the ladies including Zanthia & Yvette hit the shops. Just as well for what was coming up. I took a shower & laid in bed waiting expectantly.

sidekick

08-09-2008, 04:23 PM

The tiredness from the early flight & the cool comfort of the air-con room lulled me into a shallow sleep only to be awakened abruptly by the door bell I dragged my naked self to the door & peeped through the eye piece to see Patcha outside. Excited that my masseuse is here, I eagerly opened the door but saw only Patcha. I stuck my head out, looked left & right, saw nobody else & asked Patcha disappointedly, “What happened to my masseuse?” Patcha came through the half open door, leaned close to my ear & said, “I’m your masseuse. Now if you let me take a bath, I will attend to you shortly.” I was speechless. I stared at Patcha with an open mouth as she made her way to the bathroom. Now, massage & working ladies are a dime a dozen in Bangkok but personalized service from your tour guide, that’s pricele$$. I followed her across the small room & as she disrobed herself in the bathroom, I invited myself in. It was such a long time that I’d seen not to mention touched such a young female body. Patcha’s flesh was firm & taut. & her Chinese gene has given her a fairer complexion than the average Thai. Patcha’s limbs were proportionally longer than her body giving her the shape & contour of a svelte dancer. Once under the shower, I soaped, lathered & caress her entire body. Down from her neck to her shoulders, her back, her ass cheeks, the back of her thighs, her calves. & then to the front, up from the shins to the thighs & then her pussy with neatly trimmed hair. Of course I spread her thighs & fingered her pinkish labia. I moved up to her breast, soft & supple & bigger then Zanthia’s. I kissed, licked & sucked Patcha’s also pinkish nipples drawing some early moanings. & then I moved up Patcha’s neck, to then her small mouth with pouted lips & suck her tongue into my mouth. Next, it was her turn to cleanse me & Patcha did it with motherly care. Soft tender scrubbing & gentle ticklish caressing. As Patcha sucked my nipples, she cleaned my cock & ass thoroughly, a favourable sign for good times to come.;)

We adjourned to the bed & wary that time is not on our side, I told her to forget about the massage & we proceeded to action immediately. I laid down on my back and she immediately got into the 69 position. I savoured Patcha’s young pussy, each & every part, the outside lips, the clit, the inside lips looked fresh & under used contributing to my enjoyment. Cunt juice was also in abundance & I drank them all up greedily. In fact, I was so engrossed in devouring Patcha’s pussy that I was completely distracted from what she was doing to me down there until I felt her warm tongue poking my ass hole. I let her tongue abused me while I inserted a finger into her cunt to prepare for my entrance. Man is she tight!

When I felt my orgasm coming, I told Patcha to stop. I reached into my bedside drawer for my condom (I always come to Bangkok well prepared). asked Patcha to put it on for me & Patcha struggled for a bit showing her inexperience. When it was done, I told Patcha to ride me reverse cowgirl style. Again, Patcha rocked unsurely with inexperience & I had to guide her along the way. Patcha cunt was like a compression chamber for my cock but the thick juices that she was producing helped to ease the pressure. Patcha’s grinding movement also improved & increased in ferocity, her moaning unfortunately soft & muffled, more akin to heaving breathing. As I reached my climax, I thrusted upwards & the rewards was instantaneous. Patcha leaned back onto me, breathing heavily. I reached to her front & cupped Patcha’s breast & teased her nipples & felt her tensed. I upped my tempo (quite difficult in this position) & manage to also cum, catching the tail end of her orgasm.

By this time, we could hear my colleagues in the corridor coming back to get ready for dinner & the night tour. We share a quick bath, I paid Patcha handsomely & sneaked her out of my room.

That evening during the tour, I chopped a rear seat with Zanthia sitting on the inside. Zanthia had with her this shawl to keep her warm but was covering her lap. As Patcha stood facing the passengers, my eyes automatically zeroed in on her crotch & recalled our earlier liaison. At the same time, I reached my hand under Zanthia’s shawl & tickle her pussy on the outside of her jeans. Ocassionally, when Zanthia thought that no one was looking, she would did the same to me. One eye on Patcha’s crotch, one hand on Zanthia’s crotch, how lucky can a man be.:D

Well, the God of Fortune or the God of Sex must be smiling on me. The night tour was extended & we came back to the hotel quite late. When everybody else has returned to their rooms, Patcha wanted to return home but complained to no one in particular about the long journey back & having to return early next morning. That was when I jokingly offered my boudoir which Patcha surprising accepted. With Zanthia & Yvette next door, I made sure my side of the connecting door was securely locked. Good thing also Patcha was a soft moaner & I made sure I wasn’t low on my supply of condoms. Although I was enjoying this encounter with Patcha very much, I wanted to know whether I’d been taken for a ride by a hooker. So with Patcha's head resting on my chest after another bout of sex, I pretended to speak to her about our British based parliamentary system & their mix of monarchy & democrazy, to me she passed with flying colours.

AD69

08-09-2008, 06:59 PM

Very lucky of you to have met Patcha in Bangkok. :)

sexosis

08-09-2008, 07:55 PM

fast fast! merry story!

sidekick

09-09-2008, 09:18 AM

It was the day that was. The last day of the tour & if every part of my plan fell in place, tonight, hopefully I would be in bed cavorting with two warm female bodies. I couldn’t keep calm & kept reminding Yvette about our plan & not to lock the connecting door on their side so much so that Yvette complained that I was naggy. The last tour ended in mid afternoon & thereafter everyone was free to pursue their own programme. Most of the guys were game on a night out in Patpong with the unspoken agreement that anyone would be free to break off from the group if anything caught their fancy. The ladies on the other hand were mostly going to the night markets for more bargain hunting & imitation goods.

So together with the guys, I went for a sumptuous dinner & then Patpong for drinks. The night was still young but with the ménage a trio on my mind, I was taking it slow & easy on the drinks. At about an early 9pm, I took my leave , no excuse or explanation required. I quickly returned to my room & took a quick bath. I tested the connecting door & it opened into Zanthia’s/Yvette’s room noiselessly. The room was dark & I had to use a improvised card to insert into the key slot to activate the electrical power supply & turned the air-con on real low The room was neat & smelled of ladies cosmetic cream mixed with stale cigarette odour. Remaining naked, I took two condoms from my stash& hid it in their bedside table drawer. Then I proceeded to the bathroom where I chanced upon some unwashed undies rich with the sexy aroma of Zanthia’s & Yvette’s pussies. :pI inhaled the fusion of smell deeply & it acted like an aphrodisiac, rushing blood to my cock which stood on erection immediately. The room was now icy cold & satisfied with my preparation, I left the air-con on & returned to my room & waited for my angels to return & bear me their gifts.:)

sidekick

09-09-2008, 04:12 PM

It was a long tedious wait with only the television for company but close to midnight, I heard the sound of foot steps & Yvette’s voice in the corridor. Then, the sound of door opening & closing & noises in the Zanthia’s/Yvette’s room. My heartbeats quicken as anticipation mounted. The plan was for Yvette to feign sleep & I to steal into their room, hopped into Zanthia’s bed & aroused her until the point of no return before Yvette was to join us. With my side of the connecting door opened, I could heard the shower running in the bathroom & the hissing of the hair dryer. About 45 mins later, all was quiet & I allowed for another 15 mins for them to slip into bed.

The time had come for me to claim my prize. I got out of my bed, already naked since my last foray into their room, & my cock already half alert in expectation of a good time. I switched off my television & all the lights in my room & proceeded to open their side of the connecting door. The icy cold air hit me & I shivered a little. As I moved towards the beds, I could see Yvette sleeping naked on her side, seemingly unaffected by the cold. Zanthia on the other hand was totally under the thick comforter. As I moved closer, Zanthia reeked of liquor. I’d never known Zanthia to be a heavy drinker but who knows what one can do traveling in a foreign country. I avoided her face & mouth & slipped under the covers & met a warm body still cladded in bra & undies. There was no reaction from Zanthia & I presumed that (i)she was pretending to be asleep because Yvette had let the cat out of the bag (ii) she was pretending to be asleep because she didn’t know how to react or (iii) that she was flat out drunk. Nevertheless, I expertly unhook & remove her bra & commenced kissing & licking her peaches which felt more like pomeloes. My, the recent gym sessions must have done Zanthia a lot of good. Zanthia however tasted salty as in need of a bath which she obviously didn’t had before falling into bed. I proceeded to suck the pomeloes into my mouth but couldn’t get as much as I could normally suck in. My tongue worked on Zanthia’s nipples, licking, rapid flicking but disappointedly all to no effect, her nipples remained as they were. Zanthia must be really drunk.

I abandoned her breast & moved down to try my luck with her pussy, all this while under the covers, insulated from the cold. Although I couldn’t see, it appeared that Zanthia had also trimmed her pussy hair because it wasn’t as prickly as it used to when I put my face to it. Damn, she should have allowed me to trim it for her. I pushed her legs apart & put my mouth on her pussy. Using fingers on both hand to part Zanthia’s labia, I worked my tongue on her clit. Frustratingly, there was no reaction from Zanthia & after working hard for a good ten minutes, Zanthia was still dry. As I tried sticking my tongue into Zanthia’s cunt, I felt a tug on my leg “Good, Yvette is ready to join me.” I thought.

I got out from under the covers & Yvette was standing beside the bed. Instead of joining me, Yvette put a finger to her lips to silence me & pulled me to the bathroom. Then softly, she slightly slurred, “That’s not Zanthia, that’s Xinyi.” :eek:

Yvette told me that a group of them had gone to a pub after shopping & Xinyi had gotten drunk. As best buddy to her fellow designer, Yvette had taken on the responsibility to bring her back to the hotel, arranging with Zanthia to switch room with Xinyi.

I was dumbfounded but at the same time delighted at the switch.. I wanted to hop into Xinyi’s bed to finish what I started but Yvette couldn’t let me. Yvette said that Xinyi had gotten drunk on her watch & she was not going to let anything further happened to her. However Yvette was now more awake & said, “You can finish what you started with me.” :DI checked to make sure that Yvette’s bag of tricks is not with her & dragged her.into her bed.

It was chillingly cold & I was glad to be embraced by Yvette’s warmth Face between her boops & entwined by her arms & legs. We french & Yvette tasted of cheese. Then Yvette broke free from under me & sat on my face like she sat on Thierry. But there was no sadistic teasing and Yvette fed her big clit to my mouth. I sucked on it enthusiastically & coupled with lots of tongue action, her grunting started, first softly & then increasing in volume with the flow of her cunt juice. I grunted along as loudly as I dared hoping that it would wake Xinyi & then we can have a threesome but Xinyi slept like a comatose pig. I formed a “O” shaped with my lips & Yvette then started thrusted her mini penis in & out of it. I felt like being fucked in the mouth & ah…it was sexciting watching her go & soon I could feel the pressure of her pussy on my mouth. As she came, Yvette remained sitting on my face for a minute & then slithered down, her pussy looking for my cock. Grinding her pubis against min, Yvette smiled & whispered “Creampie for moi?” I put on my best basset hound look & shake my head. At the same time, I wriggled free from Yvette’s grinding & reached for the bedside table drawer for my condom. I showed it to her Yvette pouted & said, “In that case..…” & she turned her back to me & I thought that was the end of the night activity. But then with her back to me, Yvette started brushing her ass cheeks against my cock. & I came to realized soon enough that Yvette was offering me her back door I wasted no time in slipping on my condom. I spooned her from behind & first Yvette guided my cock into her cunt to lubricate the condom further. Then I withdrew it from her cunt & Yvette guided it into her ass hole. As can be expected from a lady of her experience, it was smooth sailing going in but still with tightness on my cock. I pumped away, with my hands cupping her breasts & pinching her nipples hard. Yvette inserted her fingers into her cunt & we co-ordinate our thrusting action. The bed rock, the spring whined, Yvette screamed & joined in the chorous but still Xinyi slept. As I exploded, I thrusted my entire cock into Yvette’s ass hole & inserted my fingers into her cunt & pulled her back. I felt her cunt muscle spasm & she both stayed spooned together until we recovered our breath.

The next morning, we were all gathered in the hotel lobby waiting for the transfer to the airport for our flight home. The conversation lapsed into haunted hotel rooms & Xinyi stood up & declared, “Ya, I think Yvette’s room was haunted because last night when I slept there I felt being molested by a ghost.” Everybody’s eyes were on Xinyi waiting for more details but Yvette interfered, “Don’t talk nonsense. You were sleeping like a baby & I was sleeping beside you. If there was a ghost, I would have seen or heard something.” Then using her chin to point at me, Yvette continued, “Perhaps our librarian got horny after a stroll through Patpong & broke into our room!” :eek:I stared at her with wide eyes but everybody else burst out in raucous laughter.

My Bangkok trip started well & ended well enough but Zanthia, by some fluked divine intervention, had again escaped from my clutches & remained my Holy Grail. There would always be a next time.

sidekick

10-09-2008, 04:36 PM

My last opportunity of a ménage a trio with Zanthia & Yvette came during the annual ISO9000 auditing. Last because I heard through the office grapevine that Yvette had been head hunted by an international French firm to lead an overseas office. With all due respect, Yvette outside the bedroom was a very good & competent worker, excellent collaboration with colleagues, producing design of exceptional quality & charming with clients. Of course I felt sad for Yvette to leave but if she did, I hope also that she made it big on the international scene because that would earn me some bragging rights. With time running out, I plotted with Yvette who seemed to just as excited as me to see it through.

We worked 5 day week & to ensure that the resource centre was up to speed, I requested Zanthia to come back on a Saturday promising to reward her well. That Saturday morning, we met at a MacDonald’s near our office for breakfast. Zanthia was dressed casually in a tight-fitting tank top & bermuda with light make-up & hair in a pony tail. After breakfast, we headed to our office which was practically empty on a Saturday morning except for a couple of designers trying to meet their datelines. From my knowledge, the central air-con would still be running for half the day. We went to the resource centre to tidy it up & catch up with the paperwork. Soon, I received a sms from Yvette that she was having breakfast around the corner. I gave it another half an hour before I requested Zanthia to fetch a file from the Admin store, a file I knew that was no longer there. When Zanthia left, I called Yvette who quickly made her way to the resource centre. Yvette wore a spaghetti strap blouse with jeans cut so short, her bums were peeking out. No make-up but a bright bright smile. I ushered her into the furthest aisle & warned her to keep quiet & not to make any move until I gave the signal. Once Yvette was in place, I also concealed a couple of condoms in between the plastic sleeves of a product brochure on the shelf. I then called Zanthia to tell her to forget the file, that I now remembered that it was no longer there. Zanthia returned fuming, sat tiredly in her chair & complained, “Wah… you idiot, make me climb high & low for a file that’s not there. Come, massage my shoulders.” Immediately, my hands were on her shoulders.

After a few minutes of massaging, Zanthia relaxed considerably & I whispered to her that I could do a better job in the aisle. Zanthia’s mouth curled into a slight smile & pinched me slightly on my thigh. I went out to check & saw the two poor designers still slugging it out in a far off corner. I came back in, locked the doors from the inside, lead Zanthia to the aisle & turned off all the lights along the way. The resource centre was now my sexual paradiso.;)

ryanlim

13-09-2008, 02:40 PM

awaiting your next installment..............

:):)

ah din

14-09-2008, 02:32 AM

camping here for steamy story

sidekick

15-09-2008, 12:54 PM

With the resource centre locked & in semi darkness, both Zanthia & I were more liberated & once in the aisle, we both removed our tops without a second thought. Almost immediately, she turned her back to me & I hugged her from behind, my hands quickly found their ways to her warm breast, my lips on the nape of her neck. I caressed & necked Zanthia with wild abandon & she threw her hands up & back to grab my head as the pleasure engulfed her. My hands slipped down & unzipped & removed her Bermuda & undies, her pubic hair still untrimmed unlike Xinyi. As I played with Zanthia’s pussy, my fingers sometime rolling over her clit & sometime in her cunt, she started to get wet & her mewing started. She reached behind her & buttoned my jeans. I wriggled them free & slide them down to the floor, remove my underwear & Zanthia held my cock & rubbed it against her ass. Zanthia’s eyes were closed, concentrating on the feel of my one hand on her breast, another on her pussy & my hard cock against her soft ass.

Suddenly without warning, I felt Yvette’s naked form against my back. Yvette was supposed to wait for my signal but I supposed Zanthia’s moaning must had aroused her beyond her control. With her breast pressed against my back, her pussy against my ass, she reached out all the way to the front for Zanthia’s breast. I was like a hotdog in between two pieces of buns. Zanthia must had felt the extra pair of hands because she opened her eyes & turned her head back. I held Zanthia firmly in anticipation of her shock. When Zanthia saw Yvette, her body tensed & offered a mild struggle. To calm Zanthia down, I held her tight & whispered in her ears, “It’s ok, it’s ok. Remember what we discussed.” At the same time, Yvette’s hands must have worked her magic because Zanthia’s body gradually relaxed & she grinded her ass into my cock. Yvette & I now had one hand each on Zanthia’s breasts, Yvette’s other fingers on Zanthia’s clit & my other fingers in Zanthia’s cunt. I was nibbling Zanthia’s ears & Yvette was nibbling mine. Zanthia was now in the troll of ecstasy & moaned louder than I had ever heard her moan. “Urghhhhh….. yessssss…..I love it…..” We are now like an orchestra without a conductor & I don’t know whether to syn my movement with Zanthia’s ass in front or Yvette’s pussy behind, both increasing in dampness.

Yvette eventually released her embrace on us & squatted in between our legs, both Zanthia & I raised a leg each on a low shelf to accommodate her. Zanthia’s hands held on to the shelves for balance, one of mine cupping her breast & the other stimulating her clit. I pressed my cock close to Zanthia’s pussy & Yvette took it & rubbed it against Zanthia’s labia coating my cock with Zanthia’s cunt juice & then putting my cock into her mouth, sucking & licking it clean. Soon, I felt Zanthia cumming & I pressed her breasts harder, my fingers worked faster on her clit & felt my own tension rising. As Zanthia screamed, “I’m cummmming….” Yvette yanked me as fast as she could & just before I exploded, she put her mouth over my cock & let me shoot my cum inside her mouth & held it there until I stopped throbbing.

Zanthia was quite spent but Yvette gamely laid down on her back on the heap of clothing over the carpetted floor & pulled Zanthia over her. Zanthia laid on Yvette, her legs astride Yvette, her face on Yvette’s breasts. They laid there for a while, Yvette softly caressing Zanthia’s back, both catching their breath. I sat beside them, snugged in the narrow aisle, having the time of my life choosing between four boops, two asses & 2 pussies for my two hands to caress. Soon when their heaving breasts returned to their regular rhythm, Zanthia & Yvette started grinding their pussies together again. After a while, Yvette made Zanthia sat up & put Zanthia’s hand to her breasts & encouraged Zanthia along. Zanthia did so, gingerly at first & slowly gaining in confidence & started teasing Yvette’s nipples. The sight of two women you know making out in your presence was very tantilising & my cock starting to regain its glory. As they grinded, my one hand roamed between their breasts the other, I inserted two fingers into Yvette’s cunt. As I watched their grinding close up, it appeared that Yvette was trying to insert her mini penis into Zanthia’s cunt. Realising that, I came to their assistance by using my fingers to part Zanthia’s labia, offering her cunt entrance to Yvette’s clit & as they met, I pressed Zanthia’s pubis down. To my surprise, the minute penetration invoked a cacophony of wild ecstatic grunting & moaning, music to my ears. I reached for my hidden condom & quickly slipped in on. Zanthia was by this time flat down face to face with Yvette hugging her tight, both of them frenching wildly. I positioned myself behind Zanthia, her soft ass seductively moving in syn with Yvette’s. I held Zanthia’s ass firmly for a while & quickly inserted my cock into her warm wet pussy fighting for space with Yvette’s clit. It was a feeling out of this world, my cock rubbing against Yvette’s clit inside Zanthia’s cunt & I pumped like a crazed dog mating with a bitch on heat. I didn’t know who came first or who came last but we all had our desert & ate it, bathed in each others sweat & juices. We helped each other up & leaned against the shelves to recover ourselves. Catching her breadth, Zanthia who was sitting in the centre put a hand around Yvette & I & told us that it was the best time she ever had. I was mightily proud of my own performance but I was hoping that she would gave Yvette & I another rain check.

Later, I had to take a risky dash to Zanthia’s desk to grab her box of wet tissue & after cleaning & dressing up, we sneaked out of the resource centre for a long deserving lunch knowing that I’m going to get hell from the cleaner on Monday. But who’s cares when you are having fun.

Sadly not two months after this encounter, Yvette left us for her new endeavour in Vietnam & I said goodbyes to her with tears in my eyes, knowing all the good times I was going to miss.:( Ah….. but at least there was always Zanthia…..:D

dgsk

15-09-2008, 02:54 PM

Thanks so much for sharing your wonderful memories.
You can always fly to Vietnam with Zanthia to visit Yvette.

Reaper

15-09-2008, 08:40 PM

Sadly not two months after this encounter, Yvette left us for her new endeavour in Vietnam & I said goodbyes to her with tears in my eyes, knowing all the good times I was going to miss.:( Ah….. but at least there was always Zanthia…..:D

eeeerrrr....she is in Vietnam??? so am i ;) :D

sidekick

16-09-2008, 03:06 PM

And the annual ISO 9000 auditing was soon upon us.

Usually three or four auditors would make their annual pilgrimage to our office & spent a couple of days auditing the various departments always not forgetting the resource centre. Somehow, they placed a surprising importance on the resource centre, always checking on the currency of the publication & information that we kept. However, the auditors were only interested in how we acquire & update our information & records & never interested in the publication & information itself.

The time came for the resource centre to be audited & I was alone tending to the resource centre when the auditor came, Zanthia having to attend to another auditor in our historical record store. The auditor was dressed in stoical conventional business clothes, dark blue skirt terminating decently at the knees, buttoned up white blouse with dark blue jacket & standing on two inch high leather pumps. We shake hands politely as we introduced ourselves. “Hi! I’m Winnie. Winnie Wang. Nice to meet you.” she chirped in enforced cheeriness. I guessed Ms. Wang to be in her mid forties, her face lined with a few light wrinkles & crow feet starting to form at her eyes but skin well maintained, probably with regular visit to expensive facial spas, her complexion rosy & healthy which her light make-up was unable to conceal. Ms. Wang stood as tall as I am with a slightly meaty figure, her hair dyed a dark shade of matronly brown & cut to shoulder length with small curls at the end. Ms. Wang wore no spectacles but I suspected contacts. As a matter of practice, the auditor rotates their auditors so that we hardly see the same people again & so I was meeting Ms. Wang for the first time.

Done with the necessary courtesy, we sat down to business. However, instead of checking our updating records as the previous auditors had done, Ms. Wang opened up our resource centre list of resources, threw an imaginary dart which landed on this particular product brochure & asked for it to be produced for her inspection. I remembered handling this particular brochure recently & confidently went into the aisle to pick it up. In no time, I was back with the brochure & placed in on the table between us. Ms. Wang opened the covers of the brochure & flipped through the catalogue casually. Suddenly, a familiar flat square package slipped out. :eek:Ms. Wang picked it up before I could lay my hand on it. Now, I remembered clearly why that product brochure was so familiar. It was the one that I stashed my condoms in between during my tryst with Zanthia & Yvette in the aisle. I had placed two then, I wasn’t wearing one when I cummed in Yvette’s mouth & used one on Zanthia & had forgotten all about the remaining one which had now come back to haunt me. I felt like trapped in a sinking ship, just like when Yvette caught Zanthia & I the first time around.

Before I could stopped her, Ms. Wang asked a little too quickly, “Ah, I see that that this catalogue comes with a free sample.” Ms. Wang then took a closer look & her complexion went from rosy to crimson red. I wasn’t sure if my face is just as red but it felt like it was on fire. Ms. Wang threw the package back in between the brochure like it was some contagious virus & snapped the catalogue close. There was some incomprehensible mumblings from Ms. Wang & before I knew it, she was out of the resource centre, leaving me to dwell in my shock.

I was sure the management wouldn’t be amused if the auditor report contained this statement: “A packet of unused “Durex” condom was unexpectedly found in between some catalogue of a product brochure in the resource centre.” I thought about it hard & fast & prepared my retort. If confronted with that, I would simply announce to the office: “Will the rightful owner please come & claim it from me!” :cool:Unless Zanthia or Yvette plays me out, no one can actually place the blame squarely on me.

DettolUser

16-09-2008, 03:11 PM

Nice story, thanks :)

lightning

16-09-2008, 03:16 PM

wat a fantastic way to get rid of auditor :D

sidekick

17-09-2008, 03:19 PM

After all that, I could scarcely believe what was going to happen.

Anyway, by the next day, Ms. Wang seemed to have regained her composure. Ms. Wang came in bright & early, her dressing was more stylish, the colours brighter rather than somber but still conservative, her blouse buttoned almost to her neck, the hemline of her skirt rising slightly above the knees. Almost immediately, I received a call from her. “We didn’t mange to complete our audit yesterday, I’ve scheduled you for 12.30pm today. Can you meet me with your files in Meeting Room F then? We should be done by lunch time”

Meeting Room F was a small meeting room with an obscured glass door in a corner of our office furnished simply with a long narrow table. Ms. Wang was already there when I arrived with all my files & we spent the next uncomfortable 30 mins pouring through them. Ms. Wang was prime, proper & professional in her conduct & I was like a primary school boy whose homework was being check by the teacher. By 1.00pm, staff was filing past the door leaving the office for lunch but Ms. Wang didn’t seem to be finishing anytime soon. I am one who loved a good lunch & was getting agitated especially with the office getting deserted & even the corridor lights were partially switched off.

I was fidgeting when I felt it, something brushing against my legs for the briefest of moment. I looked at Ms. Wang but her nose was still in my files & so I put it down as an accident. Ms. Wang stared at my files for a while longer & then I felt stocking feet on my lower shins. Nothing accidental about it this time because it lingered for a while. I looked at Ms. Wang again & though she was still looking down at my files, this time there was a hint of a sly smile. The first two thoughts that came to my mind was “Strike when the iron is hot.” & “Make hay when the sun shines.” Ms. Wang’s hands were still on the table, her right holding a pen, her left, palm flat down. I inched my right hand across & made contact with her left pinky, nicely manicured with a transparent coating on her nail. Ms. Wang left her hand where it was & I gathered my courage & used my thumb to just stroke her pinky tenderly. It was a make or break moment & I held my breadth but the ice was broken, thawed in fact & we both looked at each other & smile like little children caught with their hands inside a candy jar. “Why don’t you call me Winnie.” was her first respond & we put works aside & chatted leisurely for a while. I knew that given Winnie another 24 hours, she may not feel the same way again & therefore I tried pushing my luck further. I put one hand discreetly on Winnie’s knees under the table & offered to buy her dinner that evening. Winnie was undecided for a while, probably measuring me out but eventually nodded her head. To made sure that Winnie didn’t have a change of heart & to keep her interested, I bombarded her throughout the rest of the afternoon with mildly suggestive SMSes like “I love the feel of your stocking feet”

There was a debrief later that afternoon and fortunately there was no mention of a found condom & we were cleared for another year. I was sitting on one side & Winnie sitting with the panel of auditors facing us on the other side in a large conference room. All through the debrief, my eyes were firmly on Winnie who sat with her legs crossed & close tight. Tonight, I’m going to try to pry those legs apart & give Winnie a good & thorough audit of my own.
:p

lightning

17-09-2008, 03:44 PM

Hard to believe you got such good luck. It is ur story is partially make up izzit:p too much good things ard u alreadi

sidekick

17-09-2008, 06:03 PM

Hello Bro Lightning.

Admittedly, there was only about a 2 weeks interval between the threesome & meeting Winnie but most of the other incidents particularly those with Zanthia happened over a long stretch of time. You must also remember that I'm writing only about the highlights. I can assure you that there were lots of disappointment & frustration along the way, too many to count & remember & I don't think bros would want to read about them.

Anyway, I choose to forget about the bad time, write about the good ones & hope bros enjoy them.

lightning

17-09-2008, 06:07 PM

koishowa

17-09-2008, 10:24 PM

Nabei, i read your post, I also want to PCC. Kanna like real but sounds like a fucking sex book the liverpool type. My cock also hard but but at the same time, can't believe you had such good sex luck and believe you make up some story... but nonetheless, don't stop your fucking story..... need to go on and let us jealous cocks continue to fucktasize. Nabei, cannot tahan... I Want to go to the library liao...

sexandroll

19-09-2008, 04:45 PM

Nice stories you post, thanks :)

sidekick

19-09-2008, 05:11 PM

Despite some bros’ doubts about the authenticity of the story (which I take as a compliment that I may have some prospect as an erotic story writer), I shall still continue.

Because of Winnie’s preference for Cantonese cuisine, we make arrangement to meet at Mitzi restaurant along Murray Street, a quiet non-descript old style Cantonese restaurant despite its rather fancy name. Actually, the proximity of Hotel81 Kiong Siak was more on my mind.

We made our separate way there meeting at about 7pm, both of us still in our work clothes looking very much like colleagues having an after-work dinner. As we ate, we made small talk & I found out that Winnie was not romantically attached but dating actively, usually men older then me. “Oh, I’m sorry for being too young but I assure you that there’s no curfew imposed on me.” I apologized cheekily. “Well… you’re a refreshing change.” Winnie replied. Well, you’re a refreshing change for me too, I thought to myself.

From our conversation, I also gathered that Winnie loved to travel, usually twice a year, as near as Genting, as far as Guatemala, twice weekly yoga sessions at one of the popular yoga clubs around town & high tea with girlfriends during weekends. Almost like a tai tai but without a towkay to tie her down.

Winnie’s jacket was hanging on the back of her chair, her hands on the table, her sleeves hiked high on her forearms. The night was not getting younger & I had to make my move. I placed one hand on her exposed lower forearm, stroked it tenderly & proposed to adjourn to someplace quiet & private to know each other better. She gave me that sly smile again & said, “I’m at your disposal.;)

Winnie went to the Ladies to touch up her make-up, I paid the bill & we left the restaurant & took a slow walk towards H81KS. I mentioned H81KS along the way & she told me she had heard of H81 but wasn’t quite sure what to expect. I was thinking of somewhere more up-market but Winnie reasoned that she had a higher chance of bumping into some familiar faces there & so we stuck to my original plan.

sidekick

19-09-2008, 05:13 PM

Fortunately, it was not crowded & we managed to get a room quickly. Nevertheless I could notice some discomfort in Winnie’s face (not that I expected anything else) & I quickly ushered her into the room before coming back out to purchase a condom from the machine. Room 108 was an “L-shaped” room with a queen-size bed & best of all, with a large wall mirror on the right side of the bed.

Winnie was sitting on the edge of the bed as I entered, her jacket hanging neatly from the one of the clothes hooks. I slipped the condom discreetly under the pillow, slipped off my shoes & helped Winnie to remove hers, taking the opportunity to feel her calves sheathed in smooth nylon the colour of skin. In the room, Winnie was much more relaxed & I had a feeling that she was not exactly new to this game. Still fully clothed, we settled at the head of the bed, leaning against the wall. I put my right arm around her shoulders & pulled her closed. As she narrated her various holidays, I put my face close to hers & smelled her hair, my right hand across Winnie’s shoulder, caressing her arm & my left hand caressing her thigh on the outside of her skirt. As her stories continued, I gave Winnie light kisses on her cheek & slowly I felt her left hand on my right pulling it towards her crotch & I reached under her skirt, pressing harder on her pussy on the outside of her sheer stocking. We faced each other & we kissed, long luscious kisses but unfortunately without any tongue action. Our lips were in constant contact as our fingers worked our tops off & I was now presented with a pair of fairly large boops cladded in a pair of expensive lacy bra squeezing them together for a deeper cleavage. I unhooked the bras & the boops drooped a little but hung seductively with pouted pink nipples. My mouth reached for Winnie’s breast instinctively & she pressed them forward. I alternated between the left & right breasts sucking the nipples to erection & rubbing them between my thumb & index finger. Winnie started sighing & squirming a little but we broke the action, got out of bed to remove the rest of our clothing. I was butt naked in no time but as Winnie slipped out of her skirt, I requested her to keep her stocking on. Winnie didn’t look surprised & didn’t ask why, perhaps she was familiar with what some men’s want after all.

We resumed on the bed, Winnie lying flat down on her back, her hands threw high & back showing smooth hairless armpit & stocking legs spread wide. I went on top, pressed my body against her warm body started kissing her again. I moved down to her neck & Winnie said in between short gasping breadth not to leave any bites on her there. Then I’m in between her boops, the day’s sweat winning over her perfume but intoxicating just the same. I bit her softer at first & when sensing no objection, sucked hard & left a few marks for short-term memory sake. Winnie started sighing & squirming again but her hands were quite restrained, no where on me, just high up as though in surrender to her senses. I moved down further & felt the velvety smoothness of her stocking against my face. I kissed down one leg to the toes & up again & then to the other leg, down to the toes & up again & buried my face in her crotch where I tried to eat her pussy through the now damp stocking. Winnie responded by pushing her pubis up, both her hand now pressing on my head, now moaning instead of sighing. Winnie’s “Nice… good… nice…” droved me wild & I tried to tear her stocking open at her crotch & succeeding after a few tries. There was nothing fanciful about Winnie’s undies but they were obviously of good quality cotton & also in skin colour. I pushed them aside to reveal a pussy shrouded with untrimmed pubic hair, Winnie’s labia partly hidden by the bush & a strong aroma, not unlike that of wild mushroom emitting from it, a smell I found most mesmerizing. I guided Winnie to use her hands to hold her legs apart & with my right hand pulling her undies aside, tearing her stocking further, As I put my mouth over her pussy. I heard the sharp intake of breadth & as I worked my tongue up & down the vagina slit, I heard Winnie moaning mixed with a little giggling. Winnie said breathlessly that she has never received that kind of treatment before & was feeling both very pleasurable and slightly ticklish. I promised Winnie more of the pleasure & less of the ticklishness & started tonguing her clit & thrusting it into her cunt tasting her raw mushroom soup. Winnie’s thighs starting clamping on my head & I knew it was time to mount her. I moved up, sticking my tongue into her navel which drew some giggles & then suck on her nipples which drew some loud moaning. As I faced her, Winnie threw her arms up again & I parted her legs with mine. As Winnie & I locked lips again, I held my cock with one hand & rubbed my cock head against her now well lubricated clit & in between her moments of ecstasy & weakness, I managed to stick my tongue into her mouth once or twice. As Winnie’s breathing became faster, I reached for the condom under the pillow, quickly tore it open & slipped it on my cock. I inserted my cock slowly into Winnie’s cunt, cm by cm & I watched her grimaced, I wasn’t sure whether in pain or in ecstasy, maybe both. When I was fully inserted, I stayed there for a while, letting Winnie get used to the feeling of my cock in her cunt before I started grinding in small smooth circular motion & soon she followed suit. Then I started pumping, at first in slow long strokes & Winnie shouted encouragement, “Aaarghhh… yesssss… give it to me….” I increased my cadence & Winnie fought back to my liking. However, I noticed that no matter what I do or how hard I pumped, Winnie’s eyes were never closed & her head was always turned to her right & I came to realize that she was looking at us in the mirror like a voyeur watching a sex act except she herself is the subject.

I withdrew my cock slowly from Winnie’s cunt, surprise catching her but she followed my lead. I got off the bed & moved Winnie to the left edge of the bed in doggie position with her facing the mirror. Now, Winnie can watch all she wanted. I knelt on the floor & pulled Winnie’s stocking to her knees to reveal creamy smooth ass cheeks, not very tight but delicious all the same. I prised the ass cheeks apart to give her a full audit until she whimpered, “I want you now… pleasssee…” I stood up, hold Winnie’s ass still & penetrated her again. This time I could see that Winnie was in a frenzy & clutching tightly on the bed sheets, both of us enjoying the action in the mirror. I pumped at breakneck speed & suddenly Winnie thrusted her ass back & ordered, “Keep still…. Aarrgghhh… I’m cumming….” I pulled Winnie’s hip back against me as she came, involuntarily wriggling her ass in all direction with my cock buried deep inside her. When Winnie relaxed, I started climbing my own Everest, giving her slow long strokes followed by short sharp ones until I can contain myself no further. Just before I reached the summit, I withdrew my cock from Winnie’s cunt, quickly removed the condom, gave myself a few good strokes & came all over her back.

I cleaned her back with tissue paper before snuggling together in bed for a while, catching our breadth & telling old war stories.

We then proceeded to the small bathroom, two of us squeezing in between the wc & the shower. As I soaped her wild bush, she reiterated softly “This is the first time that I’d enjoy cunnilingus.” “Enjoy” was the key word here & I replied, “The second time is always better than the first!” Winnie opened her eyes wide, wanted to say something but didn’t but gently put her hand on my shoulder & gently pushed me down & I needed no second asking. I lifted one of Winnie’s legs on the wc & directed the shower spray on her pussy for a good long while & when I felt her knees buckling a little, I put my mouth, lips & tongue to her pussy & brought her to Everest again.

A few days later, I went on the Net to purchase a Victoria’s Secret stocking & when it arrived, I repackaged it & sent it to Winnie with a personal note. When I didn’t receive any reply after a week, I knew that was the first & last time we crossed our path. Every subsequent audit, I always take a peek at the names of the auditors that was sent to us before hand, hoping against hope that “Winnie Wang” is on that list.

I bet bros will enjoy this posting even more reading it in H81KS Room 108.:D

6love9

21-09-2008, 03:18 AM

:D Clap clap.. lucky guy, don't stop sharing yr juicy encounters.

cheers,

sidekick

26-09-2008, 12:17 PM

Our company policy dictates that all staff must clear all their current leaves before the end of each December & also that Zanthia & I are not to take leave on the same day as we have to cover each other duties. Therefore apart from company holidays, Zanthia & I never have the opportunity to enjoy our leave together.

Late one year, Zanthia had to take leave for no particular reason other than to clear them. Zanthia was at a lost of what to do for her coming day off & asked me for my suggestions. I suggested that since I had set up her home theatre system some time back, why not have a dvd movie marathon, an idea which Zanthia was rather keen. So a couple of days before Zanthia went on leave, I packed a few of my blockbuster movies for her enjoyment & for good effects, threw in a few erotic ones which were burned on standard proprietary dvds & therefore look harmless enough.

Early in the morning on Zanthia’s day off while I was preparing to go to work, I received a sms from her to go to her place. Zanthia knew perfectly well that we were not supposed to be away from the office together & so I thought it could be something urgent. So I called the HR Department & applied for urgent leave citing personal reasons. Then I made my way to Zanthia’s place after sending her a sms. Zanthia replied that I was to wait for her sms again as she wanted her sister who worked as a nurse at a hospital to go off to work first.

Zanthia’s sms came & I made my way to her flat. I rang the door bell & it opened almost immediately. Zanthia stuck her head out from behind the door & invited me in. Zanthia was still in her regular over-size t-shirt & shorts & I was glad that she appeared to be fine. Nevertheless, I greeted her with, “Is anything wrong? Are you OK?” Zanthia replied, “Yes & No. & no thanks to you!” Zanthia replied & further explained that she & her sister spent the late evening watching the dvd movies & when her sister retired to bed, she went to her room & played the remaining dvds on her pc not realizing what they were until they started playing. Being on leave the next day, she watched through a couple of them & was aroused with desire burning inside her & had to masturbate herself to a half contented sleep.

“So now that you are here, I want my revenge!” she cooed, “You sit here on the sofa & watch the dvd by yourself,” & pointing to a drawer continued, “& Mr. Osim is there if you need him.”

Zanthia then turned on the home theatre system, selected a dvd which I supposed she had seen & left me to my enjoyment &/or torture & proceeded to the kitchen to do her chores.

The movie was Italian one about the sexual adventure of a girl who enrolled to be trained as a nurse. I couldn’t understand any of the Italian dialogue but the body language, the moaning & grunting are off course internationally understood. There was action amongst the trainee nurses in the all girl dormitory, the dormitory manager having a fine time in the communal toilet & trainer/trainee action during CPR class. Then she graduated & was posted to a hospital & there was action when she was assisting a MILF doctor in the examination of a young stud followed by night duty with another few nurses in an all male ward where moans of pleasure instead of cries of pain filled the ward through the night.

All his while, Zanthia was in the kitchen with the washing machine whining away & I getting hornier by the second on the sofa. By the time the nurses changed shift in the morning, I could not take it anymore & headed into the kitchen for some relief which I hoped was coming my way.;)

AD69

26-09-2008, 02:24 PM

She was trying to get you horny before the sexssion. :D:D

sidekick

29-09-2008, 02:29 PM

Zanthia was working on her laundry & I crept stealthily into the kitchen. When I was behind her, I reached around her front to cup her breasts. Zanthia in all honesty was half-expecting me, turned her head to face me & declared, “Ah, I see that the patient is in need of some attention!” We then locked lips & I could still taste the mint of her tooth paste on her lips & tongue. Zanthia was standing in front of the washing machine & I could feel the vibration emitting from the spinning tub within. With my body against Zanthia’s back, I edged her closer to the washing machine & then pin her against it, making sure that her pubis is in contact with the washing machine. The whole washing machine is now like a giant vibrator & when Zanthia realized my intention, she spread her legs a little & adjusted herself to feel the full rhythm of the vibration now transmitting all the way to me through her. I reached under Zanthia’s t-shirt & then under her bra to fondle her breast & fiddle with her nipples and I let the washing machine multi task until she was unable to keep still.

“I think the patient better get back to the bed now.” Zanthia declared & sternly led me by one hand, the other holding a small basket of clean laundry. Zanthia didn’t go directly to her bedroom but stop by her sister’s room & told me to wait outside. Zanthia took quite a while & I presumed she was sorting out the laundry. Finally the door opened & Zanthia re-appeared not in her t-shirt & shorts but to my bewilderment in her sister’s nurse’s uniform. Zanthia was slightly meatier & taller than her sister & so the white uniform with dark blue orchid motifs spread sparsely at the bottom was tighter on her with the hemline higher above the knees. With her hair in a loose bun, Zanthia’s appearance was slightly raunchy & titillating. My loins were already stirring even before I noticed that Zanthia was already braless underneath the uniform, her areole slightly showing itself through the white cloth. Zanthia put her right arm across my back & teased in her best imitation of Angelina Jolie’s voice, “Shall I lead you to your ward now?” My legs followed Zanthia’s instructions even before my brain told them to but my left hand obediently reached down to feel Zanthia’s ass & could not feel any undies underneath the uniform. This patient blood pressure is rising through the roof.

My clothes were quickly off & as the morning sun hasn’t properly done its job yet, I felt a little chill, the room still tinged with the cool of the air-con running overnight. Lying on the bed with just my undies, I complained to Nurse Zanthia, “Nurse, I’m feeling a little cold.”

“Patient feeling cold ah… OK, let’s see whether this will help.” With that Zanthia climbed onto me & & with her legs astride, pressed herself still in uniform against me, sharing body warmth. As our pubis pressed snugly against each other, we frenched & my hands felt all over Zanthia’s body outside her uniform, the fact that the uniform belong to her sister giving me added thrills.

“Mmmm, I can feel a growing lump in between your legs!” Nurse Zanthia exclaimed, “I better take a look.” With that Zanthia sat up beside me & eased my underwear off & proceeded to a mock examination of my privates. I played patient, kept my hands to myself & obediently parted my legs wider & Zanthia reached to hold my scrotum in her smooth palms, scratching them with her nails & playing gently with my testicles. “These appear to be in order.” Zanthia proclaimed. Zanthia then held my cock in her hand & gave it a few slow strokes & my hands instinctly reached for her soft thighs under her uniform inching closer to her bush. “I can see that your member is engorged with blood, let me take a closer look.” Zanthia told me of her observation & she put her nose close to my cock & took a sniff. “Still smell fresh but some clear liquid is oozing from your urethra. I’ve to do further testing.” & Zanthia expertly put her mouth over my cock head & lick off my pre-cum with a flick of her tongue. “Mmmm perfectly normal, taste just like cum should. A little gluey & sticky but inoffensive at all.”

By now, one of my legs was on her thighs & my hands were searching for her breasts. Zanthia faced me & said, “Patient, your face is very flush, I’d better check your blood pressure!” With that Zanthia grasped my cock firmly in her hand & slowly increased her pressure of her grip simulating a blood pressure arm band. I couldn’t take the examination anymore & sprung up & grabbed hold of her. Zanthia pushed me back down & said, “You seem to have a violent reaction to the test, perhaps I have better sedate you. Wait here & I’ll go fetch some medicine.” I laid in bed wondering what Zanthia is up to.:confused:

greatness

29-09-2008, 05:30 PM

Excellent stories you have there and thanks for sharing.
Thumbs up and please don't let it stop.

:D

AD69

29-09-2008, 08:28 PM

Wah........Zanthia giving you an intensive, thorough and kinky treatment. :D:D

briancola

29-09-2008, 09:14 PM

great story bro. keep them flowing. ;)

sidekick

30-09-2008, 09:13 AM

Zanthia returned a few minutes later, her hair un-bun & with a large packet of M&M & a coffee cup size jar from her fridge. Nurse Zanthia then sat beside me on the bed & ordered “Medicine time!” I opened my mouth & expected her to pop a few M&M into my open mouth. Instead, she took a few from the opened packet & then popped them into hers. Zanthia sucked on them for a few seconds & then leant towards me & brought her lips to mine. Once our lips were locked, she transferred the M&M in her mouth one at a time to mine. Whoaaaaa M&M never tasted so good in my life. “I’m sure that will make you feel better.” Zanthia uttered, “Next, I’m going to feed you your syrup.” I was wondering how Zanthia is going to do that when she started to unzipped her uniform. I jumped out of bed instantly to stop her, saying “The pleasure’s all mine.”

I unzipped Zanthia’s uniform zipper teeth by zipper teeth, taunting myself with the gradual revelation of her now familiar silky flesh, the mental titillation reinforced by the fantasy of undressing a nurse. When the zipper was totally undone, I slipped the uniform off Zanthia’s shoulders & let it slipped to the floor. Nurse Zanthia in the nude is still as ravishing as ever. Zanthia made me sat on the edge of the bed & stood before me, refusing to suckle me but allowing my hands unlimited access to her naked form. Zanthia reached for the jar, unscrewed the lid & hold the opened jar at her breast level & then dipped her nipple into its content & squirmed a little because of the cold. When she withdrew it, her nipple was covered by a golden tinted translucent gooey liquid. Zanthia held my head & then pulled me towards her, my mouth towards her coated tit. I stuck out my tongue to lick on Zanthia’s tit discovering it’s was coated with honey & then I hold her close & tight & suck on the tit hungrily relishing the sweetness of both honey & flesh. I sucked as much as I can of Zanthia’s tit into my mouth & licked the honey clean off her tit. I released Zanthia & she dipped the other nipple into the jar & suckled me this time like a loving mother nursing her baby. Back & forth we went on, alternating between the tits until I was having a sugar rush.

We then reverse position, Zanthia sitting on the edge of the bed & I standing before her. I dipped a finger into the jar of honey & coated a thin layer on my cock head. Without needing any encouragement, Zanthia pulled me towards her, hold my cock in her hand & proceeded to lick the honey off my cock head before gulping my whole cock into her mouth & suck away with gusto. When Zanthia released her hand off my cock, I withdrew it & gave Zanthia another helping of my honey-coated hot dog.:D

I then laid Zanthia flat on her back on the bed, her role of nurse over & done with, now the patient is in control. I dropped a small dollop of honey on each nipple & then topped it with a M&M & then laid M&M along a line about two inches apart all the way to her pussy, some buried in the bush, the last one at the entrance to her cunt. Now I was going to find my way from her tits to her cunt like Hansel & Gretel find their way home with the pebbles. I took the right nipple, taking the M&M into my mouth & polishing the honey off Zanthia’s nipple with my tongue quickly. Zanthia’s breasts were heaving, her mouth half-opened & her hands trying to direct my mouth to where it pleasure her most, with louds “Mmmmmmm” & “Yessssss” when I hit the sweet spots. I took a little longer on the other tit, sucking harder, nibbling even & started on my sex-route to pussyland. As my lips followed the line of M&M, Zanthia started to squirm more & more, ordering me to be faster as I intentionally took a slow pace. Then I was at Zanthia’s bush, taking my time to look for one or two lost M&M & then to the entrance of her cunt. Zanthia voluntarily spread her thighs & used both hands to pull apart her labia offering me a red M&M. I probed around with my tongue & Zanthia gasped in ecstasy, wriggling her hips uncontrollably & coating the red M&M with her natural honey. With her pleading, “Pick it up with your tongue, taste it, eat it!”, I suck the red M&M into my mouth, savour the sweetest on my tongue, chewed it & swallow it like a dragon & its pearl. By now, both nurse & patient were ready for discharge & I quickly mounted her missionary & without protection, any misgiving giving way to Zanthia’s softly whispered assurance that she was safe. I plunged my cock into Zanthia’s warm moist cunt, pumping away at breakneck speed & in our extreme state of excitement, wonderful orgasms filled with fireworks & rainbow came soon enough for both. We remained entwine, our sweat mingling with the honey, smears of chocolate on our skin, until we felt imaginary ants crawling on our bodies.

We took a long bath together & traded suggestions of what foodie sex to try next time, Zanthia’s favourite being a thick strawberry coated Glico Porky in her cunt for me to consume slowly. & mine, I’ll let you know if I can pull it through.:cool:

AD69

30-09-2008, 02:23 PM

That is a great sexsion you have there.

Blazing Larry

30-09-2008, 09:26 PM

Looking forward to read more steamy stories here..:p

SexRush

01-10-2008, 11:26 AM

Nice stories, thanks :)

Red-Card

01-10-2008, 11:52 AM

Great session, so envy

loveorlust

01-10-2008, 04:54 PM

bro, your story is hell best so far.
up for you !!
great job !!:)

sidekick

06-10-2008, 03:33 PM

Before Zanthia became a staple diet, I too dealt with commercial sex & there was a time when I was confounded by affairs of the heart & turmoil derailed my life .

One day, I was to buy some Lim Chee Guan bak kwa as a favour for a colleague & was walking down the staircase linking the aerial plaza to People’s Park Complex when coming up in the other direction was a pair of PRC ladies. One was dress quite dowdily in a frilly black blouse & tight black skirt & quite clearly a working lady in what bros will called CMI category. The other whom I came to know as文文was in a long sleeve hooded T-shirt, jeans & Nike sport shoes. With her hair in a pony tail, 文文 looked to be in her mid 20s with typical Chinese build & features, pleasantly attractive but nothing outstanding. Lady in black tried to catch my eyes & gave me a come hither smile but文文 nonchalantly curled her lips offering the briefest of smile more out of politeness than shyness. We passed & nothing came out of it but our paths crossed again later at the aerial plaza. They were sitting on a stone bench & a hood of ah peks were hanging close to them waiting to strike some good bargains. I paid文文closer attention & could see that she had cheerful eyes & good clear complexion complimented with light make-up. 文文carried herself well, there was an air of confidence about her but unlike most of her country women, her mannerism was not brash & loud. 文文looked like a girl friend you would bring back to show your mother. I wasn’t totally sure that she was a working girl but took a risk & made eye contact again but from a distance. Lady in black got up & took a step towards me & I quickly shake my head & pointed to文文with my chin. Surprise shown on文文 face but she pointed at herself & silently mouth “Me?” I nodded my head & 文文made her way over, her smile growing as she came closer. We exchanged the usual pleasantry & got to business which didn’t go very well. I enquired, “How much?” 文文replied, “$70” I bargained, “Isn’t that a bit expensive?” 文文answered, “That’s what my sisters told me to quote” “$50” I offered but文文gave me a shake of her head. As I started to abort the deal, I was expecting some coarse & callous retort from her but was instead told a simple & polite, “No problem.” & even offered a sweet smile.

I went back to window shopping at People’s Park & later amidst the strong peculiar stench of the Chinese medicated oil along the corridor where the Chinese sinseh was, we met again, lady in black still in toll. This time however, 文文 made the first move. “We meet again.” 文文greeted. “Yes, must be our fate.” I replied. We had a short cordial exchange & I re-enter the market, “So, what do you say to my last offer?” 文文 let out a soft pleasant sigh. Without looking directly at me, 文文nodded her head & said, “Where to?”;)

Along the way, I asked 文文why she looked so surprised that it was her that I was eager in, she explained that she wasn’t intend on working that day but was there to accompany lady in black who just reached our shore the day before. Which accordingly to 文文 also explained her own simple dressing. 文文was much more chirpy & chatty than I realized & kept me entertained with small talk as we made our way to “Dragon Inn”.

sidekick

06-10-2008, 03:35 PM

sidekick

07-10-2008, 11:56 AM

First of all, apologies for the double post. Any possibility of the moderator deleting one of them?:o

文文 stood before the mirror, releasing her pony tail & allowed me to strip her. Standing behind her, I pulled the hooded T-shirt over 文文head to revealed an expensive looking floral pattern “Triumph” bra which I had not expected. Now, I also noticed that her nails were professionally manicured & painted with elaborate nail art. I unhooked & removed Ms Triumph & cupped my hands on 文文 reasonably large & firm breasts endowed with pinkish nipples the size of a large raisin. I caressed them & 文文 turned her head back to face me & we kissed, tentatively at first & then into a moist luscious kiss. As my hands continued playing with her boops, my fingers on her slowly erecting nipples, 文文 unbuttoned her jeans & wriggled it to the floor, displaying a pair of matching floral pattern undies. I squatted to pulled then down, getting a close-up view of her taut ass cheeks, kissing them & pleased with the quality I had been offered. I disrobed & we adjourned to the bath, awed by her toned body with flat stomach & firm lithe limbs, like those of a farmer toiling all day in the field but that presumption not holding water because she was covered by smooth supple skin, hairless under the arm pits & neatly trimmed bush at the pubis. We proceeded to soap each other thoroughly, my hands caressing the entire real estate of her body & 文文 scrubbing me clean between the thighs.

We towelled up & settled in bed. 文文lying on her side on my right, her face on my chest, her warm breadth on my skin & her right leg across by body. 文文breasts felt wonderful against my skin & her nipples & her bush accentuating the contact between our bodies. 文文right hand played with my nipples & mine was stroking her back, down to her ass cheeks, trailing in her ass crack, my left hand was constantly on her breasts, both hands taking pleasure in the velvety feel of her skin. We dwelt comfortably into each other arms & company, kissing intermittently, unhurried in our manners, behaving like a loving couple in contented intimacy.

As we explored each other intensely, we talked & 文文 revealed that she was a native from Jilin province, born in Tong Hua near the Chinese/North Korean border, raised in Changchun & lived for few years in Shenyang before coming to our shore just a month earlier trying to escape from her husband’s clutches. 文文 enriched my understanding of Chinese history & culture & how life’s was like in northern China. With lines of communication wide opened, 文文evolved from the chicken with a pussy that I saw earlier into a woman of soft flesh & warm blood, strong yet vulnerable, distant yet familiar, in need & deserving of some male security & protection. Or am I falling hook, line & sinker for a tale & web that文文 was spinning.

With enough history & culture for the day, I slide myself down the bed until my face was at her breasts & 文文 instinctly suckled me, offering me one tit until she had enough of my tongue on it & then she offered me the other & I sucking the sweetness out of both raisins. I then raised her onto me, face to face, pubis to pubis. I positioned my hard cock at her crotch in between her thighs & 文文gripped it tight, my cock cocooned by enveloping flesh. 文文 seek my mouth with hers & when she found mine, forced her tongue into my mouth. My lips parted willingly at this intrusion & 文文tongue seek mine, her moist slippery tongue invading my mouth, twirling around my tongue, drenching her tongue with my saliva. When文文 retreated, I pursued & stuck my tongue into her mouth & 文文sucked it in even deeper, refusing to let go even when I tried to withdraw. Our lips were locked for a long while, exchanging our saliva & breathing each other breadth. Eventually, 文文 released my tongue but that wasn’t the end of it. 文文 stuck her tongue out again & traced it slow & sensuously along my lips & when she had gone a complete round, ordered that I did the same to her. For the coup de tat, she taught me to fuck her mouth by folding my tongue into a “U” & darting it in & out of her lips which had formed an “O”. That’s was the first of her many French lesson for me.

My cocooned cock in her crotch was now aching to morph into a butterfly & 文文 must be ready for action as well because I could feel a sticky dampness at her pussy. I turned her over & with I on top in the missionary position, quickly tore open the packet & put on the condom. With文文 legs spread wide apart, I entered her in a long slow stroke & pressed hard down when fully inserted. 文文 cunt like her eyes were close tight & I put my mouth to hers & we started frenching again. Slowly I got into a slow pumping rhythm, pushed my upper body up & watched文文 as she reacted to my action, either holding tightly to my bums or clutching on to my arms, the nail art intensifying my pleasure. “老公， you are great! I feel wonderful thanks to your thick long cock” 文文 gasped, a little too dramatically in true working lady fashion. Not to be discouraged, I drove harder, smacking sounded when pubis met pubis & slowly I believe文文 also got into the groove, her pussy slippery with cunt juice & requested to ride me.

We switched position & tally-ho 文文went, like Ivanhoe riding into the Crusade. 文文 grapped my hands & put them on her breasts ordering me to manhandle them. I squeezed them with force, pinching the nipples hard & then raised myself to tease the nipples with my tongue. 文文 started tossing her head around & “Mmmmmmm” escaped from her clenched teeth. I could feel文文 orgasm coming fast & I pumped upwards like a bucking stallion. We charged & the Crusade was finally upon us. “Oh heaven!” 文文 murmured, lowering her body to mine & hugged me tight, her nails digging into the flesh on my back. At the same time, 文文 expertly forced my legs apart & she squeezed hers tightly together acting like a vice on my cock & that’s when I felt her spasm. I made my final assault with my Excalibur slicing & piercing in all its shining glory & in a chaotic finale, we embraced & kissed in sweet victory.

We made arrangement to meet again & again & again & I got to know 文文 intimately & not just in the physical sense. Although money was never discussed in our later laisions, I continued to pay her every single time we met. But as things got cosy, it came a little too close to my heart for my emotional well being not that it was in 文文 grand scheme of things. In fact, it was 文文 who always rationalise that there would be no future for us & that she will never ever belong to one man again.