#31
|
|||
|
|||
Re: Till Death Do Us Part (Chapter 1)
Very nice update bro
|
#32
|
|||
|
|||
Re: Till Death Do Us Part
Camping for more!!
|
#33
|
||||
|
||||
Re: Till Death Do Us Part (Chapter 1)
I move against her body in synchronized rhythm as I feel my cock wanting to penetrate her deeper itself. I find my hand touching her all over and she is not resisting it as I feel her tits, fondling, squeezing and even pulling at her nipples. Right there, we both only want one thing and that is climax. Every moment feels so good I wish it would last forever, but all good things must come to an end and we feel so great we did not even change position. I feel my cum shot high upwards into her pussy and then it was so full it flow back down onto my cock again, making both of us wet and messy. I could only remember her sweet smile as she lean down and we kissed again, soft but passionate as I feel myself lose again to blueness. Somehow it just ended. That's how it happens with dreams. At least this one was so good I did not wake up immediately.
I feel a soft voice calling my name and when I opened my eyes, I could see Rachel fully dress in black, right for mourning kneeling beside me and I could barely make out her saying something about she needing to deal with the funeral early and wants me to get up and have breakfast quickly... then as quickly as it goes, she leave me half woken up. God, I feel wet. Below. Even inside the blanket. I flip it open to check and I realized I just had a hell of a wet dream and my pj is totally stained with cum. I quickly jumped out and get into some decent clothes. In my mind, all I can think of is... Was it all a dream last night... All about the BDSM, Rachel suddenly coming into my room, everything a dream? And there I saw it... was a letter left on my table, probably by Rachel. I didn't remember all the details, but long story short, the letter was from my friend. He wrote it before he departed... "Thanks for coming on such a short notice and sorry to disrupt your live with such a bundle. There was nobody else to turn to and I knew that you would help based on our deep friendship. Rachel is rather young and I have left not too much except this hotel business and all and I want you to look out for her at least during the weeks after I was gone to make sure she can cope and get things on track. I know it is hard, but I assure you everything here is at your disposal. The finance, the resources in the hotel, all the contacts are here and even Rachel is at your disposal. Thanks for helping me one last time." I scratch my head as I walked towards the kitchen with thoughts about the hotel business and only the words from my friend echoes in my mind as I sat down and when I snapped back to reality, I only realized Rachel was waiting, seated opposite me, with 2 simple Amercian breakfast with toast and ham in between us. There is so much I wanted to ask and so many questions... But I did not know how to begin... To be continue |
#34
|
|||
|
|||
Re: Till Death Do Us Part (Chapter 1)
Interesting story...
Camping here... |
#35
|
||||
|
||||
Re: Till Death Do Us Part (Chapter 1)
It was an awkward silence, except the wind chime tinkling in the winds and soft chants from the priests in the main hall which is quite distance away. I cut through my bacon and try to organize my thoughts. But those sexy images of Rachel just keep flashing in. Damn those wet dreams! I was about to speak up when Rachel cuts in.
"I have to go to get some paperwork done up in the morning because nobody else can do it. Can you have me look after things here?" She said in a soft and firm voice. The Rachel now is nothing I dream of. Her dressing is tight and almost not showing any part of her sky except above the neck. I nodded, almost stupidly before ask her if another other friends or family would be here to help. She signed and shaked her head, as if there is a long story to tell and it is not happy. I just comfort her by telling her not to worry, I am there to help her. Well, at least I can stay, but since I can't drive out, there is only so much I can do. Rachel quickly show me to my friend's study where all the finances and administration stuff for the hotel is and she quickly rushes off after we paid our respect to my friend. This is the second time I had put incense in the ash bowl and it just saddened me further. I stayed for a bit, listening to the haunting chants but suddenly, I realized I preferred to be alone and I might as well make myself helpful going through the hotel stuff to see what I can help out with. In her accounting and all, it all seems good. The hotel was in fact pretty booked, but because of my friend departure, I presumed some of the guests were informed and rejected. Well, otherwise, how could Rachel cope with the hotel and the funeral at the same time. And who would want to stay in a hotel with a funeral anyway. At least, that's what I thought. I run though other stuff and actually made a rather shocking discovery as I found my friend's secret stash of hidden goodies. He has never changed... I remember how wild and crazy we were back in younger days, and then in army... Anyway, it was full of guys things and to my surprise there was some magazine of BDSM, photos of girls in various humiliating and vulnerable positions. Perhaps there are some basis of my dreams and maybe I did not really dream about Rachel afterall... Could that be real? My cock can't help getting a bit excited as I thought about her latex suit and her almost pinkish nipples, but my thought was interrupted suddenly as I heard some calls and voices outside... "Anyone in?" I can heard 2 girls almost screaming as the priest continue their chantings and circling at the altar. I wonder who it could be as I slowly walked out to the hall and at the front door, I saw 2 girls with lots of luggage. One of them were tall and slim, with long hair and a pair of sunglasses flipped up while the other slightly shorter and a bit plump, but definitely a figure she would be proud of. I walked towards them and the first thing in my mind is..."Tourists...." But little did I know these 2 would made a great impact on my stay in Taiwan... |
#36
|
|||
|
|||
Re: Till Death Do Us Part (Chapter 1)
Bro , anticipating your next posting , tgif.
|
#37
|
|||
|
|||
Re: Till Death Do Us Part (Chapter 1)
Nice story, please update soon
|
#38
|
|||
|
|||
Re: Till Death Do Us Part (Chapter 1)
Waiting too
|
#39
|
|||
|
|||
Re: Till Death Do Us Part (Chapter 1)
Camping here as well
|
#40
|
||||
|
||||
Re: Till Death Do Us Part (Chapter 1)
I spend the next 30 minutes or so trying to explain to them we are closed because of the funeral, which they could see clearly as they step into the hall, but the taller girl who identified herself as Grace insisted she got a booking and she does not want to change or find another place to stay at the last minute. I tried calling Rachel about I was not able to reach her. Eventually I give up. Some of these tourist can be really weird. But I mentioned the funeral again and asked them if they mind because it would still go on for a few days and strangely they are ok with it. So I lead Grace and the other girl, Nelly to the courtyard at least away from the funeral, while I try to check if the next room furthest away from the funeral, which is opposite mine is ready. Fortunately, it is in a good condition so I agreed to put them in and proceed with the registration. While checking in their passport, I learned that Nelly was from Penang and guess where is Grace from? Singapore.
After showing the girls to their room, I return to the hall at the funeral and continue to help fold and burn paper money, while entertaining some visitors who came to pay respect. Most of whom, I thought were business associates and thus, we did not really have topics to talk about. But all the while, I could heard giggles and some noises coming from the far end of the hall and it kind of disturbs me because it seems rather inappropriate for a funeral in progress. So I decided I better go check it out. I walked all the way to the girls room and the giggles seems to be get louder so there is no doubt where that came from. I gave a knock and try to look stern myself and what greeted me was a total surprise. The door opened slightly ajar, I could only see Grace and only catch a glimpse of Nelly on the bed, both of them stripped down to the bare minimum of being decent, in sexy lingerie. Well, Not really for Grace, since I could only imagine it was their pillow fighting and all, but clearly one of her nipple had slips out of her sexy top and I can't help but notice it. I guess the scene was too stunning for me to say anything. It must have took me about a minute before I opened my mouth. "Sorry, but could you girls tone it down a little bit because there is a funeral out there and it is not very nice to let visitors hear all the playing and stuff..." I finally spoke, eye trying to focus on Grace face, which I can see changes from pale to pink on her cheek. "Sorry..." She spoke softly, quite unlike the I-must-have-my-room lady just now and I can tell she is blushing as she suddenly realized she had a nipple slips as she quickly pulls her top over to cover it. Then, she suddenly looked up and spring a question I did not expect. "Is the spring bath ready for use?" She looked up almost like a little girl to a candy and asked me. I was totally caught off guard. What? There is a spring bath in this place? I look totally lost, but trying to be professional, I replied her that I would check it out and let her know. Quietly she close the door and I can hear soft giggling again, as if Nelly was laughing at Grace for her nipples slip. I can't helping thinking these two girls are rather cute in a way. So, now my job is to check out the spring bath. I can't imagine exactly how big this hotel is and it seems my friend has really left a great legacy behind. Then I suddenly think of Rachel and wonder if there is a spring bath, maybe she would use it too and while I walked around looking for the spring bath, my mind is flooded with hot steamy images of Rachel totally nude... |
#41
|
||||
|
||||
Re: Till Death Do Us Part (Chapter 1)
Bro u mind write abit faster my head had being hanging very high and dry waiting for update gum xia
__________________
Dont up me cant return with my phone..... Retired |
#42
|
||||
|
||||
Re: Till Death Do Us Part (Chapter 1)
So I went to look around and sure enough, there is a hot spring bath tub right at the back beyond all the guest room. It aren't huge, but from what I see, at least it channels the water from the mountain's spring water. The only problem is that it has been drained, likely because there was a funeral and Rachel was not expecting any guest to use it. But further checking, it seems trival to turn it on, just that I might as well wash the tub a little before doing so.
It was a real hot summer, so I think the spring bath is a good idea as I went around to look for the tool. The place that came to mind was that wooden shed where I saw Rachel at night. It is also time to check if I was dreaming all along or was it really what I saw. Sure enough the shed was there and as I entered, it was quite different though. The chains and harness are not there, but a simple wooden work shed. At least I managed to find the tool. Still, logic would tell me it is impossible to imagine this or dream about this when the details are so real. I pop by and knock on the door of the girls and this time Nelly opened the door ajar and still in her lingerie. She smiles and giggly asked "What's up?" I tried my best to be serious in telling her that I will get the spring bath ready but it would take a while, but my eyes and my mind can't help losing focus as I see her deep cleavage barely supported by her translucent pink top, does its job of hiding her nipples, but not the full shape of her full blown blossom which I suspect was at least a 40C I bet. I feel like I wanted to just take a squeeze out of it. I was interrupted as she giggles and look at me then answered with a smile "OK" then she poke at my chest and giggles playfully saying "You are all wet from sweating, I think you might need the bath more than us!" She close the door shut and I could here some laughing from the girls again. You know what, she is right. I haven't got a good bath since I arrived. I took the cleaning tools to the hot spring and started to work on it. It was a crazy hot summer and it was just easier when I took off t-shirt and just work with the scrubbing and cleaning in just my shorts. Afterall, I am getting quite wet from the sweat and the water as well. In fact I was working so hard on it that time must had passed and I also failed to notice that Nelly was kneeling beside the tub watching me in her towel maybe because she waited for quite a while. When I finally saw her, she just smile sweetly and bend down to look at the pool, but her towel absolutely failed to protect the view into her deep valley in between her breasts. I almost think she did it on purpose, but the sudden stimulation is way too much for me to try to hide it as I can even feel my cock getting the shock. Nelly laughs as she must have notice my harden stick as she exclaimed "You get so hard so easily?" she giggles as I was embarrassed and not sure how to answer her. I try to distract myself by throwing the cleaning tool out of the tub and turning on the tub, letting the spring water flow and start to fill the tub up an inch at a time. But I am not sure if its just Nelly or are Penang girls really very friendly and sweet as she suddenly stands up, drops her towel and it was only then I realized she was wearing nothing below that, but my eyes were definitely locked on to her pair of nice tits, bouncing a little as she steps into the pool. I guess hard works really pays off afterall. |
#43
|
|||
|
|||
Re: Till Death Do Us Part (Chapter 1)
Solid narration of your story. Support!
|
#44
|
|||
|
|||
Re: Till Death Do Us Part (Chapter 1)
Please continue this nice story
|
#45
|
|||
|
|||
Re: Till Death Do Us Part (Chapter 1)
Spring bath is shiok!!!
Please continue soon TS |
Advert Space Available |
Bookmarks |
|
|
t Similar Threads | ||||
Thread | Thread Starter | Forum | Replies | Last Post |
Can a non monk non gay single man live a life till death without partner and sex ? | Sammyboy RSS Feed | Coffee Shop Talk of a non sexual Nature | 0 | 06-12-2014 10:20 PM |
PAP want you to work till your death :O | Sammyboy RSS Feed | Coffee Shop Talk of a non sexual Nature | 0 | 09-10-2014 08:40 PM |
PAP want you to work till your death :O | Sammyboy RSS Feed | Coffee Shop Talk of a non sexual Nature | 0 | 09-10-2014 05:20 PM |
PAP want you to work till your death :O | Sammyboy RSS Feed | Coffee Shop Talk of a non sexual Nature | 0 | 09-10-2014 05:00 PM |
PAP want you to work till your death :O | Sammyboy RSS Feed | Coffee Shop Talk of a non sexual Nature | 0 | 09-10-2014 04:40 PM |