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Thanks for sharing.
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I had the sense she might... but I didn't pursue Cola anymore, erring on the side of caution as I also sensed she wanted to put her brief freelance days behind her.
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Especially when you least expect her to do so
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From Aini to Angel to angelic-faced Cola. The Hill had been kind to me. Then there was Fairy.
Fairy was already much discussed, mostly in a positive light, in the forum when I took notice of her. This was in 2023. I was curious about the costumes she had, and found myself at The Hill once more for a first-hand experience with Fairy. Fairy, in my opinion, was average in the looks department, but I have to say she was meaty in the right places – her breasts and buttocks. I did not go for any of the fancy costumes she had strewn around the sofa in her living room. Instead, I went for a classy white 2-piece lacy lingerie set which I thought suited the image I had of her – like my senior colleague’s secretary, not really a looker, but somehow you still wanted to flirt, or possibly, bang her. The massage was passable, and she entertained extensive roaming of her body, except for her pussy (topless with panties on). I liked her 34C breasts though I suspect they may be enhanced, but it was not hard per se, just firm (I could be wrong, some girls do have firm breasts). Her buttocks were also meatier than most PRC girls, not in a fat way, but in a shape and texture that was quite nice to rub and squeeze. |
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Fairy asked how I would like to be jerked off, and I said “all over your pretty ass”. I don’t think she was excited with that prospect, but she was agreeable anyway. She took my hand and we took a few short steps from the bed room to the living room where she positioned herself in front of the dressing table, which had a large mirror.
Using the mirror to guide herself, she started tugging at my cock as we stood in standing doggy position. I busied myself with her firm tits, squeezing and tickling them as she trialed various angles to wank me. It was not the most comfortable position for the both of us, but I enjoyed the sight as I looked into the mirror. Fairy attempted a slutty look, alas, it was not “on point”. Again, I may be wrong, she may have had plastic surgery on her face, so the contours did not come out naturally, and the nose and chin seemed a bit fake (I did not touch them, concerned that I may accidently “distort” her nose/chin). At one point, I asked her to let me rub my iron dick against her butt crack from outside of her panties, inevitably smearing my pre-cum over her panties and buttocks. She leaned forward closer to the mirror for better effect, a pose which made her breasts “dangle” more sexily. Unable to control any further, I masturbated myself and sprayed my creamy produce all over her bums, staining her panties and depositing a fair bit on the floor along the way. Like I mentioned earlier, I did not find Fairy very attractive, and after having been in close proximity with her, I think she may have augmented parts of her face and her breasts. All said, I satisfied my curiosity with a single, and my sole visit. Fairy was back earlier this year, but to my memory, there was no fanfare as there was hardly any mention of her in the regular TCSS thread on SBF. |
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I’ve met ML’s whose names were fruity, like Apple, Cherry, Mango and even a Kiwi. But none of them could remotely match Peach at The Hill.
Peach was definitely a looker; and when the clothes come off, she was a complete slut. She was one of the rare ML’s that I happily topped-up to have full course with. Her 1.65m tall physique featured a slim figure that had minimal excess fat, 34C breasts shaped like tear-drops, a constantly smiling face lit up by a set of sexy eyes complemented with a sharp nose bridge. She looked to be 27 or 28 years-old, had good skin that was just very lightly tanned. When not undressed, Peach was someone you want to slide up to socialize with. When totally undressed, you just want to fuck her! |
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I first met Peach at a 4-star district 9 hotel one afternoon. But it was at The Hill that I had the most fun with her.
So, the first meeting. I was pleased that it was not a hotel known to house working ladies (not to my knowledge) and I felt as if I was visiting a friend, completely legitimate and nothing hanky-panky. Strolling past the hotel’s lobby lounge which was serving high tea, I had an air of confidence as I trained my eyes at the directional signs indicating the room numbers. This was in 2022 when covid-control measures were loosened, but I kept my mask on for good measure. Walking as if I myself was an in-house room guest, I easily located Peach’s room, which though communicated to me as third-floor, was actually just a short flight of stairs up from the lobby. Peach wore a short white blouse exposing her mid-riff with really short jeans shorts, mask on. It was causal and elegant and sexy all at once. As I was removing my shoes in the room, Peach unmasked and boldly asked “piao liang ma?” (beautiful?). She was a stunner! As I settled in bed after showering, Peach had shed her blouse and shorts, donning a matching set of beige-colored bra and panties, not too revealing but enticing nevertheless - the kind of dressing which made you want to explore more… |
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Following a fairly short and meaningless back massage, I asked to turn around to be able to better “inspect the goods” so to speak. Peach was such a beautiful sunshine girl. Chatty, playful and teasing with sexual innuendos. As she massaged my hand, my other hand unhooked her front-clasp bra. A lovely pair of tits emerged as she complimented me on my swift and precise move.
Peach removed her bra and leaned forward, pressing her soft breasts on my chest. Her hand was stroking my pulsating cock. She kissed my lips very briefly and meowed… “hao da, hao da” (very big, very big) referring to my penis. I knew it too - my dick was so swollen, even I was feeling its massive weight. Her eyes narrowed and she proposed sexily, “bang ni qing qing ma?” (help you kiss it?) making reference to my cock as she continued rubbing the tip of my slimy penis. Before I could answer, Peach grabbed the towel I had left bedside, wiped off my pre-cum and started drawing circles on my cock-head with her tongue. My hands feasted over her superb body, concentrating on her wonderful breasts. She stopped torturing my cock and looked up at me, her face oozing with lust. I pulled her towards me and plunged my face onto her breasts, returning the favor she initiated on my cock. As my tongue circled her hardened nipples, my free hand tugged at her panties from the back, effectively reducing her panties to “one narrow strip of cloth” covering her anal hole (if you can picture it), completely exposing her succulent butt cheeks. Then Peach took another initiative… |
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Giving me another quick peck on my lips, she glided down like a snake and parked her breasts between my steely rod. She used her hands to squeeze her breasts and “locked” my cock in position. Then her tongue worked on my dick, now securely rested in the valley of her tits. I swear I wanted to rip her panties off but there was no way my hands could reach her lower body as I writhed in joy from her initiative.
Peach sat up and looked at me, putting a finger between her lips and slowly licking it. I can see my pre-cum etched on her tits. I sat up and guided Peach to lie down, now I was on top of her, with my rock hard dick pressed against her lower body. Mimicking her earlier move, I glided down and removed her panties with my mouth, biting on it and dragging it towards her ankle. It was a quite a bit of effort, having to shift from left to right, repeated multiple times before the panties reached her shin and she raised one leg to untangle her panties. Her public hair was neatly trimmed, shimmering even with the room lights switched off. But the room was fairly well lit, as only the thin, translucent day curtains were drawn, reminding us of the sunny afternoon outside. I decided that her pussy was insufficiently wet and set my tongue to work as Peach opened her legs to be pleasured. I managed to hit her spot fairly quickly and soon my mouth was laced with her cunt juice. It would be a sin if I did not progress to the next stage with Peach. I got up from bed to retrieve the condom from my bag. Only then did I realize that beyond the day curtains and the glass sliding door, was a balcony, out in the open. Bingo! |
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I grabbed the bathrobe that and made Peach wear it. I put on the condom and wrapped the towel around my waist, my gigantic hard-on making a tent around my crotch. Peach also got the idea, though there was a fleeting moment of nervousness for us both.
Like a pair of juveniles, we to the glass sliding door. I looked carefully through the day curtains and confirmed that the balcony looked out onto a grass patch with trees not far away, presumably part of the hotel’s garden. Not a soul in sight. It was probably too hot to be walking around at that time. We went outside to the balcony, Peach wearing the unfastened bath robe, and me with a towel around the waist. Peach rested her hands on the railing and leaned out to check the surroundings. I dropped my towel, lifted the bathrobe from the back and entered her in standing doggy position. She was taken aback by my execution speed but did not resist. Ideally, I would be grabbing her lovely tits as I banged her from behind, but I had to hold on to the bathrobe, at her waist level, to fuck her properly. The adrenalin from doing it “in the open”, albeit in a sheltered balcony, was unparalleled. We both tried to be as quiet as possible, but the sound was my waist thrusting into her butt could not be muted, my cock pumping deep inside her pussy. The background noise was cars/traffic along nearby Scotts Road, not visible but audible. I shot my load into her rather quickly. We retreated back to the bedroom and crashed onto the bed. The bedside clock indicated that it was close to an hour since I entered the room. I showered and dressed up. I had not asked beforehand what the full service would cost (advertised massage/HJ was $120). “That would be $300” (in Mandarin), Peach announced as I took out my wallet. “And I need to go to the supermarket”, she added. Peach showered quickly and was in her white blouse and denim shorts again. She grabbed her handbag, put on an oversized pair of sunglasses and Yankees baseball cap. We left the room together and cut across the lobby. The sun was strong. I decided to give Peach a ride to the nearest supermarket, only 3min drive away. “See you soon”, Peach surprised me in English, as she got off the car. I winked and went on my way. |
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Thanks for the advice bro. Relative to income, commercial and non-commercial had always been expensive for my income level. FB used to be gd when we can do it at her place. Situation changed and we move on to hotel after i was cock blocked. hotel (fb dislike 81/fragrance) expenses are not cheap. Can talk more over pm if you available. Don’t want to turn your thread into tcss thread. |
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We left the room together and cut across the lobby. The sun was strong. I decided to give Peach a ride to the nearest supermarket, only 3min drive away. “See you soon”, Peach surprised me in English, as she got off the car. I winked and went on my way.
- - - - - A few days later, Peach sent me a message, notifying me she had moved to a condo. At The Hill. Making my maiden visit to Peach at The Hill, she greeted me like a lover. As soon as the door shut, she wrapped her arms around me and planted a sharp kiss on my lips. She undressed me as I visually surveyed her one-bedroom pad. The massage was forgettable, no surprise here. Peach rested by my side in her bra and panties. Less oil, more oil, or… she purred while stroking my massive cock. I love multiple choice questions, especially when the answer was a no-brainer. I did not answer, so Peach went ahead with my unspoken choice. |
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