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9 pm
She finally ended her phone call and went ahead to take a shower. I took the opportunity to frisk through her luggage and checked out what she brought along. Aside from the usual lingerie and work clothes, I saw a neatly wrapped bag of clothes tucked right at the bottom of the luggage. It was tightly wrapped and folded over, and it was wedged in between a layer of sleep clothes. I could feel the anticipation in my heart rising as I did not need to guess what was inside that bag. Something that I craved and lusted for more than a decade. Selene took her time and I settled down in the living area to watch some TV. Eventually I settled on the MTV channel, increasing the volume and just let the music fill the background. 9.25pm I could smell the aromatic soap provided by the resort before I caught sight of Selene. She had already changed into her bathrobe and she settled down by my side on the sofa. We cuddled up without a word, just enjoying each other’s company in the living room. 9.45pm It started with a bit of gentle stroking and kissing and we slowly made out in front of the TV. I could not remember how long it lasted but I remembered Selene getting up and leading me by the hand into the bed room. I slowly undid her bathrobe and allowed it to fall to the floor as my body nudged her backwards to the bed. She sat down first, but her hands were cupped by the both sides of my face, and we engaged in a long wet kiss as we slowly maundered our body into the middle of the huge bed. I was still dressed but and Selene helped me off with my top before I clumsily slid off my pants. I was already erected and I felt a rush of blood to my groin when Selene grabbed me tightly, her fingers curled sensually round my member, tugging at it, teasing it, toying with it. It was not a mindless tug and tug and tug and tug. It was not just for the sake of pulling and tugging at my swollen stick. It was something different. I could feel the emotion from the way Selene’s hand slide along the shaft of my manhood. I know you must think I’m crazy, that I was just imagining things. But all I could say was that evening felt different. The movement was slow, it was measured, it was controlled. As if Selene wanted to feel and remember every vein, every muscle. I felt her lips left mine as she nudged me to stand up. My throbbing dicked hovered for just a second in front of her face before I felt the wet kiss of her mouth. The same mouth that I just kissed. I’m sure most of us have had blowjobs before and we all relished the comforting warmth that slowly enveloped our dick, but what I felt was not just a simple blowjob. The sensitive tip of my uncircumcised dick came into contact with Selene’s wet lips, and I saw her pouted her lips for a kiss. It was a slow one but enough to give me a shiver. It felt as if my foreskin was a lip itself and Selene slowly worked her magic. She parted my already stretched skin, nudging and kissing my sensitive head beneath, it’s the fucking feeling of suddenly feeling the stimulation, then feeling nothing, then your brain craved for that feeling again. I would never know when would Selene push down on my pee head with her tongue, I would never know when that suck I craved so much would come, I could only shiver and wait, and I longed for the arousing sensation Selene’s mouth was giving me. I don’t know how much time passed before I gave out my first moan. I felt a sudden push and a gentle pop as I felt my stretched foreskin pushed back right when Selene’s mouth covered my dickhead. The exposed sensitive nerves fired hundreds and thousands of electrical signals to my brain and when Selene sucked down hard, giving a gentle tug, I moaned. James : Erhnng…harrr… That sent some form of affirmation to Selene as she continued what she was doing. The sourish warmth made my legs tremble. She stopped barely 2 mins later, allowing me to collapse onto the bed on my knees. Selene : Haha…. Nice ? I nodded my head like a hungry schoolboy experiencing it for the first time. Selene got up and went over to her luggage and I heard the rustle of plastic bags. I propped a couple of pillows behind me as I watched Selene unfold that familiar set of clothes. That familiar set of school uniform. She just not just slip it on for the sake of wearing it, she put on a plain white bra. Nothing fancy, something you would wear to school. I saw her slipped and pull on a pair of grey cotton panty. As if that were not enough, she pulled on a pair of her old PE shorts, the school’s faded embroidery still a little visible at the bottom edge. Then I saw her slowly button up her white blouse in front of the mirror. She was definitely not looking at the mirror, she was looking at me. She took her time smoothing out the creases as she twirled to her left before turning to her right to check herself. She slipped on her pinafore and adjusted her bearing again, making sure she looked proper and decent. Selene tighten and clapsed on her belt, immediately defining the curves her matured body gave to that sexy set of uniforms. But then I was already breathing though my mouth. Yes, you may think I am exaggerating, but I’m not. Subconsciously, I just started breathing though my mouth. And what Selene did next made me grabbed the bedsheet. She took from her luggage a rolled up pair of socks and slowly slid them on. I was ready to pounce. Then she just left the room without even looking at me and she headed to the living area. 40 seconds later when she came back, I realised she just slipped on her shoe. She gave her hair which was still wet a quick ruffle before tying them up. I could feel my heart thumping against my ribcage as the thought of a married Selene, a married woman doing this just for me. I got off the bed and was about to head towards Selene when I saw her head to her toiletries bag. She opened a case and she put on a pair of trendy nerd specs that made me collapse upon my own weight and just sank to the floor. James : Stop… stop it… Selene… leg soft liao. Selene : Haha. .. yah right. She took a magazine, went over to the dressing table and pulled out the stool. She smoothed out the back of her pinafore in a ladylike manner before sitting down and crossing her legs. She gave her spectacles a gentle push upwards as if she was adjusting them before flipping open the magazine. She gave me a slight crooked smile and said in a playful manner. Selene : how do I look ? I struggled to get off the floor and stood up before replying. James : Like a fifteen year old ….. |
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Apologies for the long wait.
Work is crazy lately. Could not find time to edit and finish it up. Was unhappy with certain parts as well and i spent a bit of time editing them. Trying to wrap up the last bit today or tomorrow. |
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We are looking forward to it, but it will also mean tat the end is near
Very enjoyable...thanks |
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What I would do to be in your shoes, James!
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Perfect link to title of this story - fifteen. Superb story as always. Kudos!
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Best Writer...2013/14 season
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Patiently waiting.
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Quote:
Bro, read your experience is like I am in it.
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This is better than the other story that was messed up (My Colleague). Selene is a colleague and more!
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Can't wait for next update, thanks bro ilock.
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nicely written.. camping for next update..
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ILoveOCK Bro, you are mind fucking us with all the description (in a good way, of course) of how selene took it slow and sensual to keep you on your toes.
It, being the last time you will make love to each other again, is simply torturing and yet alluring. The extreme feelings tugging at the soul, the physical body and etching itself into the mind permanently. It is almost like a reminder to me (maybe a lot of us), how we first made love in a sensual way with the woman we love most (even if we can never be with her). Thank you, Thank you so much. |
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nicely written.. camping for next update. sure a turn on story.
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