Fireflies, White Shirt & Other Stories

[funfox]

Awesome contributions as usual. Thanks bro Online2Offline. Don’t keep us waiting too long 👍🏼😃

[bighead111]

Hopefully you will continue to travel as much as before once the border opened up so that we have more stories to look forward too.

[tnm69]

Very good share, please keep coming TS

[Online2Offline]

Originally Posted by funfox

Awesome contributions as usual. Thanks bro Online2Offline. Don’t keep us waiting too long 👍🏼😃

Thanks, bro. Hopefully I can continue to contribute regularly, gotta balance with work stuff

[Online2Offline]

Originally Posted by bighead111

Hopefully you will continue to travel as much as before once the border opened up so that we have more stories to look forward too.

Bro, I seriously doubt I will go back to the 2 to 3-week a month of travelling pre-covid, not in the near future at least. Sincerely hope covid can be tamed... I do miss my overseas pussy adventures

[Online2Offline]

Originally Posted by tnm69

Very good share, please keep coming TS

Thanks for your support, bro!

[Online2Offline]

(Continuation)

“See you in a few months”, I said. “Looking forward to it”, she smiled wickedly again.

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A few months passed quickly and I was back in Seoul. Like before, I had to meet “A” at the hotel lobby (key card elevator access was required).

“A” stood beside the huge flower arrangement at the lobby. She looked brilliant in her all-black jacket-skirt-heels-handbag ensemble. She was worthy of the second look people took, as I approached her. She looked like an attractive young lawyer.

She dropped her bag and hugged me tightly as soon as the room door shut. Public showing of affection is not common in conservative Korea - I was delighted by her spontaneous warm welcome for me behind closed doors. We helped each other undress to our underwear before I showered first. (Through the years, I never had any “shower together” experiences in Korea, unlike in other East Asian countries like China and Japan).

Snugly tucked underneath the comforter cover, “A’ joked that she can’t massage if her life depended on it. Her point was, let’s get straight into the action, which I gladly welcomed.

“A” was a natural vixen. Pressing her breasts against my chest, she initiated a series of soft, slow kisses while fondling my cock, which needless to say, was already rock hard. The kisses would continue southwards, reaching the crotch area where she would start licking, and then balls sucking. I also noticed she was rubbing her clit, pleasuring herself concurrently. “A” had “talking eyes” – a seductive non-verbal language which can loosely be interpreted as “you’re enjoying this, huh”.

As she teased the tip of my penis with her commendable tongue-work, I could feel the sexual tension rapidly building-up. It was like there was lust in the air. The room smelt of sex. “A” had by then gotten herself dripping wet, she rubbed her pussy against my body to spread the love juice.

She put on the condom for me and jumped on top of me urgently. It felt like she was hornier than me! Allowing her to get into her element, I squeezed those wonderful papayas hanging proudly from that smooth, sexy, creamy white body. She turned around and continued in reverse cowgirl as my hands tried desperately (but unsuccessfully) to grab her breasts from behind, in my laying down position.

Happy that she had sufficiently warmed up her engine, “A” summoned for me to go on top. But just a couple of minutes later, she changed her mind. She wanted to be poked doggy-style, and for her breasts to be squeezed at the same time while her hands clung on to the bed’s headboard. Later, she would place her waist at the edge of the bed. I stood next to the bed, raised her legs against my shoulder, and started fucking her.

She seemed to enjoy the blood rushing to her head as I pumped her standing up, holding her slim legs and by default lifting her lower body slightly upwards. In this standing position, I was able to ram into her freely without being bothered by the mattress or bedsheets getting in the way. After I had ejaculated, she lowered her legs and gestured for me to lie on top of her. My body crushed lightly against her soft, ample breasts, and my cock remained parked inside her warm, wet pussy as we hugged and felt each other’s heartbeat slow down…

(To be continued)

[Zanaku]

Look forward to more juicy updates

[Online2Offline]

Originally Posted by Zanaku

Look forward to more juicy updates

Coming right up, bro!

[Online2Offline]

My body crushed lightly against her soft, ample breasts, and my cock remained parked inside her warm, wet pussy as we hugged and felt each other’s heartbeat slow down…

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I continued to meet “A” each time I was in Seoul, for nearly two years since we first met. I really liked that she was bubbly and consistently unpredictable. On one occasion, she had an extra bag, a gym bag. As the room door shut, she dived onto the bed, fully clothed, declaring that her muscles were aching.

“You were at the gym”, I sought confirmation. “Yes, and now I need another work out!”, she declared. Without warning, I jumped onto bed, slipped my hands underneath her skirt and pulled down her panties in a blink. I also deftly unzipped her skirt and suddenly, her skirt and panties were near her ankles. Parking my mouth on her pussy, I licked and tongue fucked her mercilessly as she ruffled my head and hair.

“A” then jumped out of bed, kicked off her high heels and let her skirt and panties slide onto the floor. Not to be outdone, she unzipped my trousers and easily pulled out my throbbing cock from my underwear while I was still laying on bed. She sucked me hard as if she depended on my cock for life support.

“A” took a breather, quickly removed her jacket and flung it onto the bed. My NS (National Service) training from years ago came in handy. Within seconds, I had kicked off my shoes and flicked my pants and underwear onto the floor. But I did not have time to remove my shirt. In these few seconds, “A” had retrieved the condom from her bag and was ready to cap me.

It was a scene a bit like office sex. “A” was in her white shirt, nothing else. I was also in my white shirt and black socks, nothing else. As “A” was capping me, I only managed to remove the top two buttons of her shirt, just enough for her breasts to threaten to jump out of her lacy bra as I climbed on top of her. She held on to my cock, rubbing it at the entrance of her pussy, as I hurriedly removed my shirt.

It was a real turn-on as I drilled “A” with her shirt on, with her bra and milky breasts suffocating under her shirt. As I continued exploring the depths of her love tunnel with my useful tool, “A” unbuttoned her shirt completely and unhooked her bra. Soon, I was sucking on her light brown nipples while my waist worked overtime banging my cock into her juicy pussy. It was the first time in a while that I had sex where my companion was still wearing her top, though in this instance, I had full access to her naked chest.

Another memorable occasion was one trip during winter. Seoul winters can be brutal, and that trip, the evening temperature plunged to minus 10 degree celsius. I had adjusted the room temperature to 26 degrees to counter the coldness overcoming the floor-to-ceiling glass panels in my room.

I was wearing a bathrobe, looking down some 20 floors below at the frozen hotel swimming pool that had been converted into an ice-skating ring, waiting for “A” as she took a shower. “A” joined me shortly, pressing her naked body against me. I could feel her soft breast on my back despite the bathrobe I wore. She cheekily slipped her hands into my bathrobe and fiddled with my cock. Turning around, I dropped my bathrobe and playfully rubbed my cock outside her pussy entrance. Things heated up pretty quicky as we explored each other’s tongue, and I instinctively grabbed the condom I placed nearby earlier, expertly putting it on without looking at my cock as we were still locked in cleansing each other’s tongue.

“A” pressed her body against the glass panel, her breasts and hands making condensation marks on the cold surface. I carefully inserted my cock from behind as “A” arched her body to facilitate it. Slowly, I drilled her in standing position. She let her hands slip down so her body was bent forward, giving me the opportunity to cup her cold breasts and pokey nipples. We made love, standing, semi-doggy, while looking out at the pretty scenery downstairs, a lighted ice-skating ring with the nearby, neatly lined trees, sparkling with Christmas-ish lights.

(To be continued)

[CowardPotato]

TS very skilled in seducing girls.
Can open class teach or not

[donten]

Awesome story man, keep it up!

[Online2Offline]

Originally Posted by CowardPotato

TS very skilled in seducing girls.
Can open class teach or not

Bro, I am not good at seducing girls.

My personal philosophy is “Be Nice” – two main areas:
Clean/neat/polite (nothing to do with expensive clothes, and bad manners brings you nowhere in life); and
Have empathy (given a choice, who wants to be a WL? Most of us mere mortals just want to put food on the table and have a better quality of life. Same goes for the lady, regardless of her trade/profession).

Of course, if you are good looking/physically attractive and are financially generous, it helps a lot. For the record, I do not have these qualities…..

[Online2Offline]

Originally Posted by donten

Awesome story man, keep it up!

Thanks for your support, bro!

[Online2Offline]

(Continuation)

We made love, standing, semi-doggy, while looking out at the pretty scenery downstairs, a lighted ice-skating ring with the nearby, neatly lined trees, sparkling with Christmas-ish lights.

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“A” and I were comfortable with each other after our first couple of meetings. I would contact her a week in advance to book her, as I normally had only one free night in Seoul. She always accommodated me. On more than one occasion, she would hang out in my room beyond the one hour I had booked her for. We would chat about trending topics (at that time), and about her favourite football team (which is my team’s arch rival).

“I love hanging out with you”, “A” told me. That was after a candid chat about certain topics, and after I had disparaged her team, post the sex session. I observed “A” to be intelligent and remarkably open for a Korean woman. When she feels the “connection”, she completely submits herself, not only during sexual intercourse, but for the whole prelude too. I got to know her a little more, some details which will remain with me till I die. But one thing that can be shared, “A” has British blood, though she looks 90 percent Korean to me. That explained for her English fluency, Korean-Western mixed features, and perhaps her openness.

Booking “A” was never difficult. After first meeting her, I did not bother looking around for other options - because “A” was almost perfect for me. And I liked the way she operated. Always professionally dressed and polite (until the action starts, then it’s all slutty and horny to the max). Our trysts were never positioned as commercial transactions, per se. You see, I don’t pay “A”, so to speak. I provide her with a “donation”, in cash, in an envelope. And I hand her the envelope with two hands, and she would receive it likewise, with a slight bow. It was how “A” wanted it. It was how I preferred it, too.

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“Sorry your team lost again. Make it up to you next week – X date/X time, same hotel”, I texted “A”. Instead of her usual confirmation, “A” requested that I booked her though her website. That’s when I realized she became a full-time, and upscale escort. There was a schedule online – dates/cities (major financial centres in Asia/Europe). And a price list. In Seoul, it was US$800 for a two-hour block. (I had been paying US$200 for an hour).

“I’m afraid it’s out of my league”, I texted her later. “Enjoy your time in Seoul”, she replied with an accompanying playful emoji. That was the last time we communicated. I have had great times with “A”, lasting memories which I will treasure. It’s time to move on again…