I simply could not take my mind off ML number 12 after seeing her on my way out of the joint last Saturday. I kept replaying in my mind all through Saturday night how she sashayed gracefully down the corridor towards me, that demure and radiant smile on her face, her sweet and innocent voice, and how we parted company after exchanging a few quick words. The images may be fleeting but they were very clearly embedded in my head (big one).
I cannot recall the last time I was so consumed and smitten by a girl after seeing her for less than 10 seconds, what more a whore! I summoned all my powers of reasoning and kept reminding myself it was just pure physical attraction triggered by horniness on my part. While that was obviously the most logical explanation underpinning the whole edifice behind my infatuation, my hormones were already on over drive. I could think of nothing and no one else but her… and my urge to bang her was just overwhelming.
When I made the call on Sunday to book a sexxion with this
Kawaii Sweetie, I knew I had already lost the plot and succumbed to the overriding power of lust and temptation in me. I tried to console myself… since she is so firmly etched in my mind, I may as well just go bang her and see what happens after that. To be honest, it hardly sounded convincing. I was kidding myself… small head was already in firm control liao. Damn!
Sorry for the long-winded introduction. Anyway, Kawaii Sweetie hasn’t reported for work when I arrived. So I got myself a drink and sat in the lounge. I didn’t have to wait long. Kawaii Sweetie came over very shortly… looking very surprised to see me back so soon. She was dressed in a tight spaghetti dress that accentuated her sexy and curvy figure. Not only did she expose half her boobies, her slim and slender legs were in full view as the hem of her hyper-short skirt just barely covered her pussy.
We exchanged a few awkward smiles. The recep must have already told her I had made a booking for her. Funnily enough we even shook hands after re-introducing ourselves (WTF!). It was a very surreal moment… my usual eloquence having deserted me once she appeared. We both knew I had come back to fark her… and the embarrassing discomfort of that unspoken thought was clearly at the back of our minds and manifested in our rather stiff body lingo (for me, the stiffness was also felt in my li’l bro, hahaha!
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We continued with our small talk as she led me to the room. Once the door closed behind us, she placed her arm around my waist, leaned against me and said she was very happy to see me so soon, then abruptly excused herself to get her barang barang. I proceeded to take my shower. In a way, the momentary break enabled me to get a better grip of myself. I guess we both needed that. I was more at ease when she returned and started the massage… soon we were happily chatting away. The initial surprise of seeing each other again so soon had wore off and the thought of having sex had already sunk in. Furthermore, the privacy afforded by the room probably helped bring up the comfort level. We became less inhibited and guarded, more spontaneous and cheery as we laughed and talked away.
From Kawaii Sweetie’s substandard massage, I could sense that she was distracted. I really doubt she could have done a decent job even if she was not. To be fair to her, she was diligent in the coverage, but really no strength and no technique. She was feeling my body more than massaging me… accompanied by the usual deliberate light touches of my balls. Once she straddled me, the warmth of her pussy against my lower back started sending tingling sensations across my body. After about 5 minutes, I could feel her naked boobies rubbing my shoulders, lower torso and down my butt and thighs. The room fell silent, I closed my eyes and gave in to the sensual physical contact that I had craved since I first saw her.
When I turned around, I realised that both the spaghetti straps had come off her dress. She was standing topless by the bed, looking at me in the eye, her pretty face displaying a pensive and expectant look
… her right hand caressing my erect dickie while her left hand ran sensually all over me. She glanced at her boobs for a split second before shifting her gaze back at me, beckoning my attention to her perky B cup titties. I sat up, ran one hand lightly on her back and the other slowly cupping her boobs… simultaneously planting little kisses on her upper body.
Kawaii Sweetie threw her head back, closed her eyes and took a deep breath once I started licking her nipples. Her SYT-esque boobs are nice, fresh, firm and bouncy, just the right size for cupping and playing… and she had the tight and nubile body of a sexy young chick… very slim and sexy, absolutely not an ounce of fat on her. After sliding the dress and her thong panties off her, I spent the next couple of minutes venturing my tongue and hands all over her petite frame as she stood there with her eyes close… her moans penetrating the silence in the room.
I lay her on the massage bed and continued pushing the boundaries in our physical exploration. Up until now, she had not popped the GQ. Turned her around and did the same… the moment I started kissing her ass cheeks and lighting rubbing her pussy from behind, Kawaii Sweetie slowly parted her legs. Bingo!
Hoh say liao… my agile fingers got to work and started fingering her slowly…. occasionally I would bend over and lay more kisses on her shoulders and back. Her moans soon grew louder… almost in tandem with the amount of love juice that I was slowly coaxing out of her cheebye.
Once I was done, she turned around and fell back on the massage bed. I took my dickie and started rubbing against her boobies and nipples as she lay there motionless, eyes closed but panting and breathing hard. Then she got up, made me stand next to the massage bed, brought her face right before my hot rod, stuck out her tongue and started giving light sensual licks on the little head while her hands fondled my balls.
Slowly but surely, bit by bit, she took more and more of my manhood into her oral cavity… until her lips were literally hitting the base of my penile shaft in no time…. and when her mouth was not in contact with my cock, she was licking and sucking my balls. Then it was my turn to go panting and heaving away, which got heavier as she intensified the sucking and tongue twirling… I almost blacked out from pleasure when I looked down and saw her hungrily coiling and swirling her tongue in all kinds of pattern on my meat stick.
