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keep it coming man!

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Awesome story! Support bro! ;)

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Support you :D

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Well done bro, you have a way with women! Looking forward to more, cheers, ...........

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Pls... I am constantly checking ur thread for update... pls dont keep us waiting..

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waiting for your return

have a safe flight :)

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In my mind, I was already thinking about all the naughty and dirty possibilities which could happen between me and Maria while we shop…

Throughout the rest of the journey, we kept things on the professional side. Maria gave me an update on the latest development of our business collaborations with Bruno’s company and the progress of each development. But occasionally, whenever Ahmad stepped on the brakes, I would purposely bump my right shoulder gently against Maria’s left shoulder, and pretend it was unintentional and apologized to her. Other times, I would teasingly look into Maria eyes and flirt with her. Maria would blush and feel a bit shy and look away, while she continued with her presentation.

After almost being stuck in the traffic jam on the Jakarta highway for almost 1.5 hours, we finally exited from the Highway and turned into the small roads, heading towards Central Jakarta. As we approach Central Jakarta, the commercial buildings got taller and more glamorous, shopping malls, banks and huge advertisement signage littered along the roads. And when we turned into Jalan Jenderal Sudiman, the main road leading to Plaza Indonesia, the gigantic Bundaran HI (I later found out that this fountain was also known as “Selamat Datang Monument” to the locals) was visible in a distant.

Traffic flow was surprisingly smooth along this busy main road of Central Jakarta, even though it was a normal work day. After a small right turn, two security personnel at the main entrance to Plaza Indonesia halted our car and did a basic exterior security scan around our car. One of the personnel gave a “Thumbs up” sign and the barrier gate rose.

Soon Ahmad pulled up into the alighting porch and an Indonesian male, dressed in a black-coloured trench coat, decorated with gold treading, with white gloves, stepped forth and opened our car door.

The man greeted me in English as I stepped out from my car, “Welcome Sir…”

I greeted the man in return and turned around to assist Maria. Before she stood up, she turned around and said a couple of things to Ahmad, and Ahmad nodded in response. As her body was facing the exit of the car, the hem of her skirt had retracted slightly up her thighs and I could clearly see her red thongs. My member immediately started to harden and expand slowly. Gradually it started to push against my pants and formed a slight bulge. I tried to bend forward slightly and leaned against the roof of the car awkwardly to hide my erection but I doubt it was of any use. Maria turned around to face me and gave me a wide grin. She shuffled towards the door and I reached out my right hand to guide her out of the car.

“Thank you Jon…” Maria thanked me as she handed me her right hand and I flashed my schoolboy smile. As she stepped out, she did not use her left hand to cover the front hem of her skirt because her left hand was placed on the door frame to steady herself since she was wearing high heels, and her skirt retracted high up her long slender thighs and her red thongs flashed a big smile at me.

“Don’t mention it.” I responded back to her and gave her a wink. Slowly I turn my head towards the opposite direction to look away, because I wanted to avoid my dick from a possible full erection. It would be an embarrassing moment for me to have a hard on in public.

Once we’re both out of the car, the man closed the door and Maria turned around one more time and said something to Ahmad before he drove off. We passed the security screening at the front entrance in a whisk and were now strolling along the first floor of the Plaza Indonesia Mall.

The mall was rather crowded by now, mostly populated by local Indonesians who were working nearby. Most of them were dressed in office attire, much like Singapore. Occasionally, I would spot a few Caucasians walking around briskly in business suits. And it was quite easy to spot who were the tourists, dressed casually in t-shirts, Bermudas and sandals or slippers. It was a stark contrast to the dress code of the locals there.

As we walked past several luxury brand stores like Gucci, Louis Vuitton, Bottega Veneta, Maria briefly explained to me and gave me some information about Plaza Indonesia and the type of brands available in the mall and roughly what we would find on each floor. She definitely looked chirpier compared to earlier. It seemed like she had completely forgotten about the incident which happened earlier in the car. And the feeling at that moment felt like we were dating. The feeling was very care-free and relaxing.

As we walked by this Belgium ladies apparel shop called “Diane Von Furstenberg”, suddenly she pulled my arm and rushed into the store.

“What the….” I was a bit stunned by the sudden change of direction and almost blurted out the F-word. Maria gave out a naughty giggle as she literally dragged me across store, like bees to honey her eyes were locked onto to something and we stopped in front of a row of fine ladies dresses, blouses and clothing.

Maria took her time, as she slowly ran her fingers through the long rack of clothing. Since it was a ladies’ clothing shop, I decided to take a few steps back and admire Maria as she gracefully cat-walked up and down, and seductively sashaying her hips. I slowly scanned my vision from the tip of her heels and to her smooth and slender legs. At the same time, I imagined my hands and fingers slowly gliding up and down those pairs of smooth legs, pressing my nose against her soft skin and taking in a deep breath. This erotic thought instantly sent a bolt of blood rushing to my member. Trying to hide my fast-hardening erection, I quickly looked up to Maria and flashed a wide smile. Occasionally, she would take out a couple of clothing, turned around to look at me, put the clothing in front of her and ask me whether it looked good on her. I would frown or wink or smile or shake my head to show her my feelings.

Sometimes she would gently stomp her feet like a little schoolgirl, if I disagree to a dress she personally liked but obediently put them back onto the rack. I would try to hide my delight seeing her facial expressions, but she would discover my laughing and pinch my arm or gently slap my arms a few times and walk off after she stuck her tongue out playfully. Finally, after browsing through almost the entire collection for nearly 20 minutes, we managed to narrow down our selections to a few nominees: Two dresses and three blouses. With the nominees in her hand, Maria skipped delightfully towards the changing room and I waited outside the Changing Room.

Standing outside with nothing to do, my eyes began to wander around the store and I did not realize that the store was rather empty even though it was lunch time. There were two female shop assistants at that time standing around the cashier counter. Occasionally they would look towards my direction and then when my eyes met theirs, they would shyly turn away and giggle among themselves. After about 2 minutes gone by, both shop assistants went off into the storage area and the shop was now empty, with only me standing outside the changing room area.

“Jon…” a familiar voice came echoing from the changing room, “Jon??” I realized it was Maria’s.

“Yes Maria?” I walked closer to the entrance of the changing room and responded back.

“Could you come in for a moment?” Maria asked.

“Alright….” I replied and walked into the changing room, as the shop assistants were not around, even though there was a sign which restrict male shoppers from entering the changing room. “Which room are you in?”

“The last one…” Maria answered back.

I walked towards the last cubicle wondering what was wrong, “Maria, is everything alright?” I asked again, as I stopped in front of the last cubicle fully covered with black draw curtain.

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Sounds very promising Jon hahaha

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Awesome story

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Heehee... more pls

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Jon, help me with the zip?!! :D. Interesting times ahead I'm sure, oh I'm so looking forward to the continuation. Thanks again bro, cheers, ........................

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bro. continue with the good story man. camping here. Cheers. :D

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thank you bro Kelevra!!! I am honoured.

Besides that, I just realized that another SBF senior just upped me by 8 pts!!! :eek: *bow 90 degrees* to the unknown senior to show my appreciation...

Your continuous support really made my cough & flu go away much faster and gave me the strength to continue my adventures in Indonesia :)

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Standing outside the cubicle, I could hear some shuffling and scuffling behind the curtain and occasionally, any movements within the cubicle would cause the curtain to sway back and forth gently. Still unsure why Maria called me into the changing room, I leaned against the wall with my arm crossed, while my eyes were fixed at the entrance, because deep down in my heart I knew very well that I was standing in a forbidden territory and I would be in deep shit if I were to be caught by any of the two shop assistants and their female customers who happened to walk into the changing room area.

Suddenly, the black draw curtain was pulled back and I immediately darted my eyes to the cubicle. There stood Maria, with her back facing me. The back of the cherry pink coloured gorgeous strapless cocktail dress hugged every curve of her body flawlessly. The strapless bareback dress showcased her smooth shoulders and flawless back. The amber-coloured spotlight inside the cubicle casted a soft lighting against her back, which made her back so irresistible and sexy just by admiring her from behind. Through the full length mirror reflection, the silhouette shape of the dress further flaunted her hour-glass figure and the built-in corset could hardly contain her melons, which looked like they were about to pop out anytime. Unknowingly to me, my mouth was quietly widening bit by bit as my eyes salivated at this saucy sex-bomb.

“What’s with that look on your face?” Maria looked at the mirror reflection, and purposely gave me a frowning look.

I suddenly realized I was caught red-handed for checking her out, “Huh…. Ermmmm… nothing…” I replied. My face feeling a little bit hot, probably due to the heat from the cubicle spotlight, or is it from Maria?

Maria put her hands over her mouth to control her giggles when she noticed the redness on my cheeks and without her knowing, her arms were actually squeezing her huge melons even more and it vibrated up and down with her giggle. I was already imagining my hands fondling her huge breasts.

“So… How do I look in this dress?” Maria asked curiously, twisting her body from side to side, checking out the dress and how she looked sideways. “Do I look bad in this dress?”

My dick was quickly getting towards a full erection now and it was impossible to hide it as I was standing in the open, so I moved forward a couple of steps into the cubicle, “No… Not at all my dear…” tilting my head to my left, I looked into the mirror and flashed a smile at her.

I shuffled a few inches forward and gently placed both my hands on her smooth and flawless shoulders. I slowly edged my body closer towards Maria and gently pressed my thumping bulge against Maria’s butt. I positioned my head to her left ear and whispered, “You look absolutely stunning…” and took in a faint breath of cold air.

‘GOSH… She smells so seductive…’ I thought to myself and I immersed myself to enjoy her Estee Lauder perfume, mixed with a little bit of her Cherry-fragrance shampoo. [Seriously I truly believe the mystery about girls being able to smell ever so alluring for the ENTIRE DAY will never ever be solved… Don’t you agree?]

“Really??” Maria looking at me through the mirror reflection, with her right arm struck at her waist and gave me a “are you sure?” look.

“Yes…” I answered back, tightening my grip on her shoulders slightly and rubbed my right cheek against her soft, long flowing hair. Maria let out a smile, knowing that she looked drop dead gorgeous in this dress.

“OH YES! I almost forgot…” Maria exclaimed suddenly and skipped one step, “There is a zipper at the back of this dress?” Maria instructed me, “Can you see it?”

I nodded. The zipper was half done; probably because it was positioned way too low for her to do it alone and requires assistance to zip it up fully.

At this moment, my eyes caught sight of her clothing hanging on the cubicle hooks. She hung her white blouse and blazer on middle hook and her black skirt on the inner most hook, and underneath it I caught a glimpse of her white bra with black polka dots, which was well hidden but the bra clip strap gave it away but I was unable to find any trace of her red thongs.

‘Maria removed her bra…’ I asked myself, ‘That must MEANnnnn….’ I felt an instant full erection from my Little Jon, just at the thought that Maria would be naked underneath the dress, with only her red thongs covering her ultimate treasure. Countless dirty thoughts immediately flashed across my mind...

“The zipper is positioned too low and I can’t reach it…” Maria tried to demonstrate that she was unable to reach for the zipper, by bending her left arm over her shoulders and her right arm below and behind her back.

“Sure…” I replied Maria and purposely shuffled Maria to move further into the cubicle, so that I was able to step into the cubicle fully and she didn’t resist at all. She just moved one-two steps more into the cubicle. Finally I was fully inside the cubicle and surprising the interior was quite spacious, enough space for two people to move around. Perhaps earlier on, Maria was standing at the entrance of the cubicle and that probably created an optical illusion that the cubicle was much smaller and was only big enough for one person.

Maria was still trying to reach for the zipper even though she has recruited me to help her. I let out a grin, seeing her cute facial expression through the mirror reflection. ‘WAIT! That wasn’t the point.’ I snapped at myself. Right in front of me is a sex-bomb who could be 90% naked underneath that dress and we are right now alone in this cubicle. YES. ALONE IN THIS CUBICLE…

As Maria continued to try and reach for the zipper, which she can’t, I slid my right hand behind my back and grabbed the hem of the curtain drawer with my index and middle finger, and curled my thumb to hook a bit of the cloth into my hand. Stealthily, I drew the curtain back and luckily the railing was well lubricated and I managed to close our cubicle fully without making any screeching sound. PHEW… I thought to myself.

And even luckier was that Maria didn’t even realize that I had closed the curtains completely on our cubicle. Shifting my attention immediately to the zipper, I flashed a crafty smile.

“Maria…” I called out to her. Maria looked up at me through the mirror and immediately froze, as if she already knew what I was going to do next. Using my index finger and my thumb, I placed them over the top end of the two zipper stops and pressed the fabric in place and I used my right hand to grab the zipper tab. Knowing that the fate of Maria’s dress was now fully in my hands, I didn’t pull the zipper tab up at all. Instead, I deliberately jerked the zipper tab up and down several times, creating an illusion that somehow the zipper was stuck and unable to zip up.

“What’s wrong?” Maria asked. Instantly I knew that Maria had taken my bait.

“The zipper seems to be stuck. Probably because we left it halfway for too long and it seem jammed…” I lied. I needed to do so in order to achieve my next objective. “Tell you what…”

Maria stared at me curiously through the mirror.

“Take a deep breath and let’s try again…” I lied to her again, hoping that she would take my second bait.

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Maria nodded her head. She took a deep breath and sucked in her stomach. Her chest expanded more, thrusting her breasts forward and visually making her already huge melons, even bigger. I knew the chance is NOW. In my heart, I was screaming for joy but I had to keep my cool. Otherwise, my plan will be ruined. Plucking all my courage and keeping my heart crossed, I pulled the zipper tab down swiftly. As both Maria’s arms were not holding the dress up at all, I deliberately removed both my hands from her dress immediately and allowed the dress to glide down her silky smooth skin.

Maria gasped as my action had taken her by surprise. She quickly tried to use the underside of her arms to hold onto the dress, which had fallen halfway down her body stopping. By then her pair of 34D melons was in full view. Her massive mounts were firm, round and smooth. And surprisingly, the skin colour of her breasts was a few tones lighter than the surrounding skin tone, almost fair I think and that made her huge fronts even more appealing.

The colour of her areola was of pale pink and the area wasn’t very big, about half an inch surrounding her nipple. There were a few bumps around her areola, commonly found on areolas. Her nipples were quite big, almost the the size of a Singapore 5-cent coin, and they were pink in colour. More importantly, they were protruding.

Maria crossed her arms in front of her chest and attempted to use her hands to cover her breasts. But her huge breasts were too much for her small hands and she was only able to cover the center portion of her breasts, her areola and her pink nipples. From behind, I wrapped my arms around Maria and hugged her. My hands cupped over her hands and I brought her closer to my body. As I slowly pressed the front of my body closer and closer against her smooth back, I gradually rubbed my groin area against her butt crack through the silken fabric of the dress. Maria tried to put up a little bit of resistance by moving her hands forward to push my hands away but she didn’t move too much, as she knew that if she push her hands too far out, her dress would slide down to the floor completely. Similarly, I stood my ground and pulled both my arms inwards, pressing her melons even more and tightened my grip on her palms, constricting her movements.

Knowing that her arms were now locked down, Maria fidgeted and wiggled her body a bit, putting in whatever little futile resistance she could. Ignoring her pointless resistance, I placed my face extremely close to the left side of her neck but I purposely avoided any physical contact with her skin, and I exhaled pulses of breathes gently along her skin. Maria wiggled her head slightly, twitching it left and right and she was still putting up some resistance to my sensual temptations, because through the full length mirror, I could see from the reflection that she was biting her lips. She was trying very hard to prevent her wild-side from getting loose but I knew very well that she was near her breaking point and I needed to quickly ramp up my efforts.


I began to brush my groin up and down against her butt crack in longer strokes; occasionally I would mix fast and slow strokes, combined with circular motion. Maria would try to thrust her pelvis slightly forward to avoid my seduction but it was completely useless as she was locked in a tight embrace. Every forward movement she made with her pelvis, it would only enhance the sensation, as her butt would rub against my groin even more. Bit by bit, I could feel Maria was beginning to lose her resistance, as the movements of our lower bodies were getting more and more in-sync.

Her body was getting warmer and her heartbeat was beginning to race. We were literally fucking in standing “bodyguard” position, only our clothing stood between us. But Maria was still putting up some last-ditch resistance, as her eyes were now closed tightly and she was biting her lips even more, which had turned from pale pink to slightly reddish colour.

Knowing that Maria was only a few steps away from being ripe, I quickly moved my face away from the left side of her neck and teasingly using the tip of my nose and brushed across the back of her neck several times, while I exhale lightly against her freckle-less skin. Instantly, goose bumps developed all over her body and Maria could resist no more and finally, as she released a faint moan and her facial expression had relaxed and she appeared lustier.

She has decided to let her animal loose...

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Thx! gave me a morning stiffy :) Upz!

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Bro, you are power man. Wish I can keep giving u power point.

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OMG! thanks so much llcn for your support!

Thanks ALOT!!! Now that I have some power, i will slowly return the favours... one by one... but right now I can only up those who gave me their names :(

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I knew Maria has succumbed to my temptations but I felt that I wasn’t satisfied. Something inside me wanted more. MUCH MORE.
It wanted Maria to surrender to me completely.
It wanted Maria to beg me to make love with her.
It wanted me to own her fully.
It wanted her to be my slave.
I looked at the mirror reflection directly and the edge of my pink lips curled upwards into a lustful smile.

The movement of our lower body was now in tune. Each time my caged steel rod caressed along her butt crack, Maria would exhale a faint groan and she would arch her back slightly higher, forcing the hem of her dress to gradually rise up her thigh together with the rubbing and stroking motion of our bodies and revealing her luscious butt. Her ass was full, round, smooth and very inviting. Both halves of her ass would bounce up and down lightly as our lower body brushed against each other. Compressed tightly between her bump was a thong-like red coloured strip. I supposed that was the rear of her C-String underwear.

I pulled my pelvis back momentarily and admired Maria’s backview for a while. For a while, Maria didn’t realize that I had retracted back my movements and she continued to thump her hips up and down a couple of times before she finally realized the sudden pause in the sensual stroking of my groin. Maria relaxed her body slightly and lowered her head to catch her breath.

I smiled to myself as I knew she would not have anticipated what I was going to do next. I bent my knee slightly, so that my groin was now positioned just below the entrance to her sweet paradise. In one-single sudden thrust, I rammed my groin against the middle crotch area of her C-String.

Maria gasped at my sudden thrust, as she threw her head slightly backwards and bent her back even more. "MMmmmmmmm....." her gasping was now changed to moans of enjoyment.

I pulled back again and steadied our positions before I thrust forward.

"Ahhh... Mmmmmm...." Maria purred again.

Each time I repeated this action, Maria’s body would begin to show light, uncontrolled fidgeting. "Jo.... Jon..." Maria cried out my name, "Jon...."

I combined the thrusting of my hip with circular rubbing motion of my groin against her crotch area. As I rubbed my groin against the crotch area, I could see damp patches developing and staining the area. Maria’s moans were getting louder and her uncontrolled fidgeting was getting more intense as well. I assumed she was climaxing soon. But I am not going to let her get pleasured so easily.

OH NO NO NO… I want her to beg me for more…

I stopped my thrusting movement and changed into moving my hip in a slow and gentle circular rub against her crotch. There was certainly a drop in the loudness of Maria’s moans; they were now more toned down. But it appeared that Maria was enjoying it more, as her hip was reciprocating my circular movements, by moving up and down slowly. I wanted to test something. So I bent my knees slightly more so that my groin would move away from her crotch area. Surprisingly, Maria dropped her hips to meet my groin almost instantly, like Iron is to Magnet, and .

"MMMmmmmmmmm...." Maria voiced out soft moans of pleasure as she continued to grind my groin area.

But I needed confirmation, so I dropped my hips down slightly again and simultaneously, Maria dropped her butt as well. Immediately I knew she was completely hooked on now, and even without her vocally saying it, I knew her body was begging for more.

I then turned my attention to her melons, which were compressed tightly by both our hands. As my hands were cupped on top of her hands, which were now completely under my control, I moved our hands slightly away from her breasts, releasing the pressure and her breasts, freed at last, bounced about several times. I stretched her arms out and pinned her hands against the full length mirror in front of her and my hands went back to her 34D mounts.

I did not cup her breasts immediately, even though I have been fantasizing since this morning about fondling and playing with them violently; instead I used the tip of my fingers and traced the outline of her breasts slowly.

"MMMMmmmmmm....." Maria moaned again, as my finger tips glided across her now ultra-sensitive skin gently, "Ssssssss........" Maria hissed softly in pleasure.

Occasionally, I would purposely tip-toe my finger tips across her left breast, while my right hand would tickle her right breast. The sensation of multiple fingers teasingly and gently gliding around the sensitive skin of her breasts was probably too much for Maria to handle, as she let out a loud moan, "Ahhhhhhhh....." and her legs went a bit weak and her body went into a minor, uncontrolled spasm.

"Oooo....oh... m...ma....my...." Maria was muttering as her body fidgeted.

I quickly pulled my hands away from her breasts and held her by her waist so that she would not collapsed onto the floor, and also because I wasn’t done with her.

I allowed her to catch her breath for a minute or so, before I continued with my finger works. I glided my palms tenderly along the sides of her slim waistline towards her firm breasts.

"Oooooooo......" Maria responded with long inhales of breath and long exhales of soft moans, "Ahhhhhhh...... MMmmmmmmm....." Her body would jerk lightly from side to side as my hands inch closer and closer to her melons.

Reaching her two mounts, I turned my fingers inwards and I used the skin area between my index finger and thumb to slide across the underside of her breasts. Maria certainly enjoyed the sensation I was giving her. She lowered her head slightly and let out a soft pleasing purr. Then, I rotated my hands outwards so that my fingers were pointing upwards, and slowly pushed upwards across her bosoms, simulating a pressing massage towards her protruding nipples. Once I was about to reach the outline of her areola, I purposed used only my finger tips to trace around the outskirt of her areolas and avoid physical contact with her nipples. Simultaneously, my lips planted a light peck on the center of her shoulders and gradually kissed my way upwards until I reached the top of her neck and I brushed the tip of my nose back down her neck lightly.

Multiple, simultaneous sensual stimulations across her body was perhaps too much for Maria small framed body, as her lower body started to fidget and wiggle around, quickly spreading to the rest of her body and soon, she was entering a spasm-like state. Her legs gave way instantly, and with no form of support, she collapsed to the floor, in a kneeling position. Her body continued to fidget unwillingly and Maria would exclaim soft abrupt moans and purrs, mixed with short pauses of breathing. Her spasm lasted for almost half a minute.

When it finally ended, Maria looked completely wasted and out of breath. Her entire body weight was now leaning against the changing room wall and her eyes closed. She was panting heavily, and occasionally, she would cough a few times from breathing too fast and the coughs would cause her bosoms to jiggle about lightly.

I stood tall next to her, looking down. I revealed a wide smirk across my face, because I know the Ultimate Prize is just a few steps away.

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Thanks io33 for upping me ^.^ Deeply appreciated!!!

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I kneeled down next to Maria, stretched my arms out and grabbed her lightly by her shoulders. Her body was still recovering from the orgasm earlier and was quite frail. I slowly turned her around to face me. It took much energy from me to turn her around, as she didn’t have the strength to move her body about but luckily, she still had some strength in her to keep her body upright.

“Ahhhhhh….” I let out a faint sigh of relieve as we were face-to-face with each other, finally.

Her eyes were still closed and her face was peaceful and expressionless, much like a sleeping child. I carefully studied the contours of her face and her facial features. Her face was rather small and she had rather high cheek bones, with a sharp chin, something like a heart-shaped face. Her cheeks were now flushed and they had a natural pinkish-reddish glow to it. Her eyebrows were narrow and well-groomed. It was shaped according to suit her face. Her lips were not too thick, just to my liking and looked extremely juicy.

Here is a photo of her. She took the picture with her phone hurriedly when I was done ordering our food in an upscale restaurant in Grand Indonesia.

I gradually released my hands from her shoulders after I made sure that she had sufficient strength to sit upright and I tenderly placed my hands on her cheeks, so that her face would rest nicely in my palms. Her face felt warm in the palm of my hands, and I took my time to study her angelic face. Bit by bit, my face inched closer and closer and closer to hers, until the tip of our noses were barely touching and I could feel my warm breath against her chin. Strangely, my heart began to race and I was suddenly feeling very nervous. My throat tightened and it became slightly difficult to swallow. My breathing became heavier and longer.

‘Why do I feel so nervous in front this gorgeous, young girl?’ I thought. It almost felt like back in my secondary school days. That pure love and affection between me and my first girlfriend. That sheer fear and excitement as we ventured into unchartered areas. ‘Is this some kind of sexual attraction? Or am I starting to be affectionately attracted to her?’ These questions kept circling within me… I felt a little bit lightheaded.

For a moment, my judgment was clouded and unknowingly, my head tilted slightly upwards and my lips naturally brushed lightly against hers. It was a light peck and a swift one too. That brief moment as our lips met for the first time, I was having a mixed feeling of anxiety and anticipation. Why am I having such mixed emotions? I don’t really know at all. Perhaps just the thought of her suddenly opened her eyes and glare straight into me as I was able about to kiss her, brought about a sudden adrenaline rush within me, causing the ends of my hair to stand. Honestly, hers were soft, tender and had a bitter-sweet after taste. My lips were begging for more…

I decided a second peck. Held it there one or two seconds longer and pulled back. Like a seasoned predator, my senses were on full alert. They scanned every inch of Maria body, every hair, every pore, picking up any information of her reacting to my two kisses. So far, so good. No responses.

I got more adventurous. I moved my lips closer to hers. I softly planted a third on her right lips, a fourth on the center and a fifth peck on her left.

“Uhhhhhhhhhh…. “ Maria let out a barely audible moan under her breath as my fifth kiss pulled away. Finally, she responded. I was afraid that she might have fallen asleep after such a powerful orgasm. She gently tilted her head upwards, and her full and throbbing lips parted just slightly, perhaps gesturing for more.

I smirked. I slowly edged in again but this time round, I purposely positioned the tip of my upper lip just barely touching hers and stopped there. Very gently, I brushed my upper lip up and down several times, sensually caressing her upper lip.

“Wooooooooo….” Maria purred softly, her eye lids flickered rapidly but her eyes were still shut. She gradually raised her arms, wrapped them around my neck, and crisscrossed them at the back. She tilted her head slightly to her left and moved in to meet my lips. I tried to pull my lips away from hers, as I wanted to tease her more but her arms were locked behind my neck. She pulled my head in and our swollen plums were locked in a passionate embrace.

Her lips were slightly trembling but the moment was enthralling once our soft, pink lips pressed gently onto each other. I took the initiative to lead the pace of our kiss. Slowly at first, we took turns to teasingly nibble at each other’s lips. Occasionally, I would suckle her lower lip until it was pink and swollen and nibbling it lightly. Maria breathed out a gentle moan of pleasure. She peeled open her eyes slightly, looking at me seductively and she teasingly slide out the tip of her tongue between her parted lips and drew tiny circles around the outline of her inner lips, coating it with a thin, shiny layer of her sweet saliva.

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Well written n camping for more

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Logged in this morning and saw rep points from COFFEECANS and CIBLOVER!!! OMG OMG OMG!!!

Feeling a little lightheaded, and in misbelief, I pressed the F5 button and refreshed my Google Chrome a couple of times just to make sure that I wasn't dreaming

Indeed... it wasn't a dream...

thanks dude ^.^

THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!! I will do my best to pen down every single detail from my indonesia trip and write them as close to the feeling I experienced as possible....

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I grin back at her and immediately dive back in to capture her delicious lips with hungry urgency. I protruded the tip of my tongue and invaded the outskirts of her lips. The thin coat of her saliva tasted like sweet nectar, as the tip of my tongue absorbed it and instantly it went into frenzy; dancing and sweeping her inner and outer lips, painting a light layer of my saliva over hers.

Soon, my tongue got more adventurous and plunged further into her mouth but at the entrance of Maria’s mouth, my tongue met hers. She forced my tongue out and taunted me by curling the tip. The table has changed hands and it is now her turn to play the “Game of Tease”. Initially, our tongues darted repeatedly into one another, and then we started to dance and curl around each other, exchanging and mixing our sweet secretion. I tried to force my way through her “defense” but it was futile, as Maria's tongue was still very alert. I needed other plans. And fast…

My hands parted away from her heart-shaped face and tenderly slide down her neck and to her tantalizing offers which were aching impatiently and my hands caringly surrounded them. My hands gave her aroused peaks several light squeezes in slow and caressing manner, and my fingers kneaded them and rotated back and forth several times. The rhythm of her breathing through her nose was becoming more irregular and shallow. My index fingers began to draw circles around her areolas and occasionally, teasingly flicking my fingers across her perky rose-tipped nipples.

Maria arched her body back and forth a couple of times and broke away from our long, drugging tongue fight. A long, thin trail of our sweet essence formed between the tip of our tongues, and as it broke, some portion of it stained the floor between us. She sucked in a quick gasp of air through her teeth and exhaled a shallow and unsteady whisper in ecstasy, “SSSssssss…. Jo… Woooo…. Jon…. Ahhhhh…….”

And Maria arched into my body. Our wet lips moved and touched one again and engulfed each other fiercely. My tongue reached out, sliding moistly between her lips and surprisingly her teeth parted, inviting my tongue to enter at will. My tongue made sweeping, swirling motions inside her mouth, perhaps signaling that I have conquered yet another part of her.

She uncrossed her arms at the back of my head and gingerly stroked her fingers through my hair. My right hand moved away from her left peak and shifted towards her back, paying more attention to her soft, satin-smooth back. My right hand roamed her spotless back freely and seductively tip-toed my fingers across. Maria’s arousing moans tried to escape from our lustful interlocking kiss but was unsuccessful. Gradually, she unfolded her silky long legs and stretched them out, so that she would sit more comfortably. She pulled away her right hand from stroking my hair to my back and slowly pulled our bodies closer. I could feel her stiff, swollen left nipple pushing and straining against my Raul shirt as though it was trying to drain off nourishment from it. The only way to stop it was to suckle it dry.

Using my powerful legs, I pushed and turned our bodies around until her back was facing the left wall and gradually pushed Maria’s back towards it and finally pinned her body softly against the wall. My right arm moved towards her thighs and folded her legs up into a half-seated position. Her body was now following obediently my every command.
Breaking away from our intoxicating kiss, I lowered my head and began biting and kissing my way down her neck. I continued my downwards expedition until I reached the deep valley between her warm, heavy weights. Using the tip of my tongue, I licked and swept gingerly across the porcelain skin between her surging twins and planted an occasional kiss in-between. That made Maria grabbed my head forcefully with both her hands and clamped it between her palms.

“Ssssss….. Oooohhhhhh….” She hissed and groaned in ecstasy.

My left hand continued to fondle with her right melon and while my tongue made micro tiny swirls, sending Maria into a frenzy. She lifted my head to her eye level and whispered softly into my ears, “Fuck me Jon… ”

“What?” I teasingly responded, while I stuck out my tongue and did little swirls on the back of her ear and my left hand continued to teasingly knead her right peak. That sent an erotic chill down Maria’s spine.

“MMMmmmmmm..........” She purred and she whispered back in a shallow and irregular tone, “Make… Make love to me… Jon… Fuck me…”

“You want me to fuck you?” I asked again, acting blur.

“Yes… Jon…” Maria responded, pulling my head back and planted a kiss on my lips, “Fuck me Jon.... please…. make love to me.....” She whispered before we interlock our lips for another round of passionate, wet kiss. Her hands roam around my head and ruffled my hair.

I pulled away and answered, “Your wish is my command… My Queen…”

I smirked back and continued

She’s completely mine now…

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excellent!

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Well done bro, cheers, ........................

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no prob ts. Thanks for all the hard work writing:D

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dude.... please.give me one to two days...cuz all the new chapters I typed in my.laptop were gone.....
OMG....trying to rescue and recover now...

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Only managed to recovered what I typed on Friday night.... GOSH.... :(

Thanks to eeemen and singexpat for supporting my story. THANKS!!! *bow 90 degrees*

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Lowering my head from her lips, I began nibbling and kissing as I slowly progressed down her neck. I looked up to see Maria’s reaction as I stuck out the tip of my tongue and I caressingly swirled it against her sensitive skin in tiny downward circular motion. Maria tilted her head slightly upward and her eyes half-closed, she slightly parted her lips and a soft hiss and moaning breathe escaped through the tiny gap, “Ssssssss….. Wooo…ooooooo….” but that was all she could manage between her shallow breaths.

I continued with my downward expedition until I reach her rosy, hard diamonds. Starting with her right pointy tip, I stroke my tongue around the areola gently, avoiding her nipple. At the same time, my right hand went in kneading and rotating her left peak slowly.

Maria stretched out both her arms and peeled off my black Armani blazer from my shoulders, I reciprocated her actions and pulled my body from hers momentarily to remove my blazer, threw it to another corner of the cubicle and dived back hungrily, capturing her right rosy, towering bud between my lips.

“Mmmmmmmm….Ahhhhhh…. O……” Maria shuddering in breaths of gasps and her purrs and moans escaping in-between her gasps. I made tiny nibbles as her perky nipple slowly disappeared into my mouth before I devour it completely and suckled hard on it. I looked up at her briefly and flashed her lustful grin before I repeatedly whisked her aching nipples with my tongue and suckled on it.

“Ohhhhhh…. m…..my gosh Jon…..” Maria moaned in sheer pleasure as her body arched and trembled in minor phases of spasms.

My right hand gradually kneaded up her left well-developed peak until I reached her protruding, pebbled pink tip. Taking it between my index finger and thumb, I pinched and rotated it lightly and slowly it lashed into hardness and turned rosy red. Wanting to tease Maria more, I clamped her hardened diamond between my middle finger and thumb, and flicked the head of her nipple with my index finger, while my other two fingers continued with its pinching and rotating movements and I engulfed her right peak further into my mouth.

Maria exhaled a loud sigh of satisfaction, “MMMmmmmmmm… Jon…. Uhhhhhhhh…..Ohhhhhh far…..ck…..” her moans were shuddering now and her body fidgeted uncontrollably as my continuous attacks on her sweet mounts and hardened nipples were driving her nuts. She clasped my head between her palms and tried to force my head down towards the delicate, damp and moist place between her smooth slender legs.

Acknowledging her actions that she was ready for my taking, I pulled my body away from her and kneeled upright. Now, right in front of me enclosed in this changing room is a seductive and lustful gorgeous woman. Topless and only her dampened C-string providing that futile last line of defense. Both her achingly, swollen, beautifully formed fruits, jiggling lightly with the trembling of her body. Her tortured, swollen and rosy red tips winking at me, begging me to torment them further.

In one swift moment, I grabbed Maria by her thighs and slid her dampened sweet spot closer to her and delicately guided her back against the floor. “Gimme one moment….” I whispered to her and stretched my hands up to reach for the few dresses (The shop ones of course) which were hanging on the hooks.

While I was trying to reach for the clothing, Maria flashed me a seductive smile, cupped her mounting melons with her hands and started to knead them and pinch her aching nipples with her fingers.

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Very interesting and steamy story. Keep it up TS!

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Woa bro... u 2 still in changing room leh!! :eek:
u want to poke her abalone in there?? ;)

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who wan bring me go :( lol

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forbidden fruits always taste the best!

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A big thanks to fuckaholic for your up!!!

a forbidden fruit dripping wet, its entrance walls pulsating uncontrollably, begging for mercy but yet begging for torture, taste for more than best.... Its heavenly...

Me Siam Bu... Jakarta/Bali/Medan/Surabaya are not far away actually ;) I will be heading back to Surabaya in a month's time. MORE sexpeditions!!!

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Cupping her voluptuous, honey soft melons with her hands, Maria massaged her burgeoning flesh by pressing them down with her palms and squeezed them towards the center and jiggling them against one another.

“Ummmmmmm…. Jonnnnnn…… Ahhhhhhh…..” Maria purposely began to moan and groan and purr softly under her breathe, so that the shop assistants won’t be able to hear us. She would look at me with seductive expression and sexily bite and nibble her own lips and used the tip of her tongue to coat her dry, swollen lips with her sweet nectar. Maria would purposely moan sounds of pleasure while her hands continuously toy with her peaks and tortured her perky, rosy buds by rolling them between the gaps of her fingers, while her thumbs would tenderly brushed across her aching rosy tips, which had hardened and became uncomfortably sensitive.

Maria right now was simply irresistible. Waves of blood came rushing to my member and instantly it was rock hard and it was very visible to Maria; an engorged bulge forming around my groin area and pulsating away. My heartbeat was pounding away, my breathing had escalated quite significantly as well, I was taking deep breath of air through my nose and my ears were now feeling red hot.

Seeing my burgeoning bulge, Maria raised her left legs and gently glided it upwards against the side of my Valentino pants and moved in towards my bulge, “Seems like somebody inside here is feeling extremely uncomfortable….” Maria smirked evilly and purposely used her toes and rubbed my pulsating shaft, putting her index finger on her lips, nibbling at it and flashed me a naughty, slutty look.

“Ummmmmm…..” I finally hissed softly through a slight gap between my lips, unable to withstand her caressing of my steel manhood. I felt a slight dampness on my Calvin Klein briefs.

“What should I do…. Hmmmmm…..” Maria teasing me and continued to tease my rock hard, metal rod by raising her right leg and rubbed it between the inner arcs of her feet. I almost exhaled another moan but I knew I needed to focus and stay in the driving seat. I can’t allow Maria to take over…

I stretched my arms further up and finally I was able to unhook the clothing and they landed nicely into my hands. I quickly rolled them into a pile and bent down to tuck it underneath her hip as a make-shift cushion. Maria was a little surprised by my action but soon understood what I was about to do.

“Now…… Where was I……” I shot Maria a naughty stare, as my body was now bending over hers and my arms supporting my upper body by her sides, much like the starting position of a push-up.

“I don’t kn........” Maria tried to act blur but I didn’t give her any chance to complete her sentence. I immediately plunged my lips and interlocked with hers, unexpectedly.

She put up light struggles initially, using her arms and tried to push me away and tried to move her head away but I used my hands to keep her head in place. “Hm%*&#^m….HMMM... %*$(@&^%UMMm....” words tried to escape from Maria’s mouth but our lips were tightly sealed together and it was only a long string of inaudible mutters.

As our mooching got more intense, I slid my tongue into her mouth and hers met mine. We swept and curled and danced around each other. Occasionally, I would move my tongue away from hers and explored other areas within her mouth but each time, the tip of her tongue would pull me back and continue our salsa.

Suddenly, Maria gave my body a mighty push, abruptly breaking our French, and panting away. Between her labored breaths, “Give…. Me…. Give me… one moment….” She took a deep breath, and continued, “To catch my… my breath…” Her creamy and soft breasts moved and swelled with her every breath.

Ignoring her plead, not wanting to give her any moment to rest, I quickly moved my head downwards and kissed her uncomfortably sensitive skin from neck down. Continuing down to the smooth, spotless area between her swollen peaks, I used my perky lips to draw tiny circles spiraling downwards and exhaling light pulses of breathes against her bare skin.

“MMMmmmmmm…...” Maria bit her lower lip and instantly arched her back. A soft long purr escaped from the small gap between her lips as her body developed minor fits. She wrapped her legs around my hip around and locked it at my butt area restricting my downward advancement, while her hands were caressing the sides of her swollen heavy weight, repeatedly pressing and massaging them against the side of my cheeks. Her huge peaks felt extremely warm and I was almost at the verge of ripping of her final defense and just shaft my thick, iron rod into her pleading haven.

But I wasn't gonna do that. I wanted her to beg me. I want her to force me to take her to Nirvana.

I cupped my hands onto her hands and removed them from the sides of her bosoms and pinned them on the cold floor, and my lips continued to venture downwards slowly, towards the most special of all places… But I will require a pit-stop and her belly button was the perfect spot before my final assault down south:

The moist, damp and hot sweetness between her legs.