ChulSoo
27-05-2017, 09:11 PM
27 May 2017, Mid Afternoon.
Girl: Taiwanese, Hebe
Alas, a continuation from my earlier story on Yuna. Now comes the story of Hebe. A 15 minute or so respite I have in between. Perhaps not nearly enough rest time as I would like. But in these moments of respite, I tattle away with as much typing on my phone as I could for Yuna's story. Certainly doing this on a laptop would be far much more easier, and convenient. My fingers were certainly a little aching with so much fondling of Yuna's appetizing pussy. And so, it is with regret that this story may fall short or appear to be rushed like an overly-edited story book. Allow me to apologise in advance to the reader's for betraying their expectations, if any.
A minute I take with closed eyes. Resting upon the only bucket seat in the room by the door. The sun still out. The air ever still cool as a breeze. A lonely jacuzzi by the corner out on the balcony. Rest, and heavy eyes befalls me. It was then perhaps a few minutes that passes I hear knocks on the door, and a girl coming through the hallway. Ah, Hebe. But what was she wearing? With bad eyesight at distances, I fix my glasses to see her clearly. With Yuna, she was in swim wear. With Hebe, it was cosplay. And airfield officer look? Well, I care not, for these clothes were only to be stripped off in seconds. Closer I approach, Hebe sparks a cue in my memory. Sure, I have seen her somewhere before, but what really struck me in memory was to whom she has similar appearances to. Perhaps not all of the younger Asian generations may recognise this stage name, but Hebe very much seemed to look like, by her eyes, ShuQi. And much younger at that. Interesting. Doubts of my own upcoming performance I had. But, interesting. I have had seen a few of ShuQi's movies and other films from when she was a popular pornstar, but still, it was interesting to have this Hebe.
Hebe proceeds to the shower, but I felt it was not necessary for me to join. However, I twice think I might as well, so as to not make her feel lonely. Into the shower I go, we converse as best as we could with limited and broken English. Her giggles are quite cute. She is slender. Her hair straight and long. A-cups adorns her chest, with tits delectable to savour. Trimmed and shaven below. My mind continues to think I'm about to fuck a kid half my age. 'Again?', I would add as laughter. A ShuQi look-a-like. By the eyes. Out of the showers, we dry up. Like all other girls, I am first to get out. But of which allows me to be the gentleman that hands the girl her towel. A short chit chat ensues with her at my side, lain across this roundish bed beneath us. Speaking of which, I have more than twice questioned to myself whether a round bed serves any purpose to the art of fucking. Perhaps there is. Perhaps there is not. A moment later passes, as Hebe fondles with Junior and my chest, she moves from my side to get on top. DFK. Lots of it. Wet. Sensual. And even with Hebe, she has positioned herself to allow for Junior to rub against her pussy and pelvic. Did I choose my day well? Or was it my perfume? What makes these girls horny?
Hebe still on top, we take a breather from deep kissing. She moves lower to let herself the pleasure of tasting my chest. A few flashes of her eyes to mine in between, a smile I return to her in reciprocation. Lower. And more lower. BBBJ ensues. Ah .... very good. She certainly does the deed very well. But, an embarrassing moment happens from my end. Hebe, looks up to me in curiosity with such innocent eyes.
“Are you hungry?”, she asks.
“Yeah, a little. You? “, I humbly reply.
“Yes”, she returns.
“This can feed you. Sugar", I jokingly return.
Laughter and giggles erupts. Perhaps I should have eaten more heartily, than to have a small measily brunch. Thinking that it is best for me to speed things up before Junior decides to go limp from my stomach’s hunger. I motion for her to grab my Zeros. Surprise and curiosity is seen upon her face.
“Dom?”, she asks.
“... yes", I giggle back.
Rubbers slipped on, she positions herself for CG. Hebe ... is a little tight. And I suppose I see , or should I say ‘feel', on why she only sees “small sausages". Thankfully, mine is not any bigger than mediums. But, she is a bit tight. It takes Hebe a few moments to try to get me in, but there J lay wondering if it would be easier if she would slap on a bit of lube to make it extra convenient. But, no. Hebe strives to achieve it. Ah ... all in and Junior feels nice. Gyrating. Grinding. Riding. Hebe moans of struggled pleasure. The tightness arouses me further. Needing to make a few thrusts or more on my part, I hold her closer to me and proceed to fuck her faster. She moaned quite a bit, all right next to my ear. Slowing down a bit in order to control myself, Hebe arches back to sit upwards. Gyrate. Grind. Ride. A smile upon her face and mine. I hold her hips to help her ride me faster again. Enough of this, I shall be on you. As I sat up to hold her in one arm, she sports as short surprise as flipped her over in one motion. Missionary it became. And I thrust into her fast. And hard. And furiously. Her screams become a bit louder. And my energy becomes lower. There was no anticipation for a few more moves to be had. It had to be now. For we have been fucking a tad too long. A few more thrusts. A few more yet still. And then ... release.
Heavy breathing. The fast beating of the hearts. The embrace that felt ever so long. More kisses to leave us with. It takes a bit of effort to get myself off her, for I was so drained. Even as she cleaned me up a bit on the bed, she plays with Junior a little. Hebe, do not. I need to eat. Food. Actual sustenance. Perhaps we'll play more another day. Shower. To clean up. My legs feel weak. Junior feels over-exerted. And my pulse was still a pace fast. As we moves to dry ourselves we chatted a bit more. Dressed we were, we move to leave the room for my day at 5Stars ends. And end well it did. Very well. As we walked down, Hebe beckons her farewells, but not before she jumps to me to throw one more kiss at me. Oh, please, don't let the other girls I've had see that. Be a good girl, Hebe. You were very lovely.
Out the door I go, my eyes winces a little. As If I had secluded myself inside a den for too long. And that den was the Garden of Pussies. 5Stars. Yuna. And Hebe. What a very good weekend.
Regards,
Chulsoo.
Girl: Taiwanese, Hebe
Alas, a continuation from my earlier story on Yuna. Now comes the story of Hebe. A 15 minute or so respite I have in between. Perhaps not nearly enough rest time as I would like. But in these moments of respite, I tattle away with as much typing on my phone as I could for Yuna's story. Certainly doing this on a laptop would be far much more easier, and convenient. My fingers were certainly a little aching with so much fondling of Yuna's appetizing pussy. And so, it is with regret that this story may fall short or appear to be rushed like an overly-edited story book. Allow me to apologise in advance to the reader's for betraying their expectations, if any.
A minute I take with closed eyes. Resting upon the only bucket seat in the room by the door. The sun still out. The air ever still cool as a breeze. A lonely jacuzzi by the corner out on the balcony. Rest, and heavy eyes befalls me. It was then perhaps a few minutes that passes I hear knocks on the door, and a girl coming through the hallway. Ah, Hebe. But what was she wearing? With bad eyesight at distances, I fix my glasses to see her clearly. With Yuna, she was in swim wear. With Hebe, it was cosplay. And airfield officer look? Well, I care not, for these clothes were only to be stripped off in seconds. Closer I approach, Hebe sparks a cue in my memory. Sure, I have seen her somewhere before, but what really struck me in memory was to whom she has similar appearances to. Perhaps not all of the younger Asian generations may recognise this stage name, but Hebe very much seemed to look like, by her eyes, ShuQi. And much younger at that. Interesting. Doubts of my own upcoming performance I had. But, interesting. I have had seen a few of ShuQi's movies and other films from when she was a popular pornstar, but still, it was interesting to have this Hebe.
Hebe proceeds to the shower, but I felt it was not necessary for me to join. However, I twice think I might as well, so as to not make her feel lonely. Into the shower I go, we converse as best as we could with limited and broken English. Her giggles are quite cute. She is slender. Her hair straight and long. A-cups adorns her chest, with tits delectable to savour. Trimmed and shaven below. My mind continues to think I'm about to fuck a kid half my age. 'Again?', I would add as laughter. A ShuQi look-a-like. By the eyes. Out of the showers, we dry up. Like all other girls, I am first to get out. But of which allows me to be the gentleman that hands the girl her towel. A short chit chat ensues with her at my side, lain across this roundish bed beneath us. Speaking of which, I have more than twice questioned to myself whether a round bed serves any purpose to the art of fucking. Perhaps there is. Perhaps there is not. A moment later passes, as Hebe fondles with Junior and my chest, she moves from my side to get on top. DFK. Lots of it. Wet. Sensual. And even with Hebe, she has positioned herself to allow for Junior to rub against her pussy and pelvic. Did I choose my day well? Or was it my perfume? What makes these girls horny?
Hebe still on top, we take a breather from deep kissing. She moves lower to let herself the pleasure of tasting my chest. A few flashes of her eyes to mine in between, a smile I return to her in reciprocation. Lower. And more lower. BBBJ ensues. Ah .... very good. She certainly does the deed very well. But, an embarrassing moment happens from my end. Hebe, looks up to me in curiosity with such innocent eyes.
“Are you hungry?”, she asks.
“Yeah, a little. You? “, I humbly reply.
“Yes”, she returns.
“This can feed you. Sugar", I jokingly return.
Laughter and giggles erupts. Perhaps I should have eaten more heartily, than to have a small measily brunch. Thinking that it is best for me to speed things up before Junior decides to go limp from my stomach’s hunger. I motion for her to grab my Zeros. Surprise and curiosity is seen upon her face.
“Dom?”, she asks.
“... yes", I giggle back.
Rubbers slipped on, she positions herself for CG. Hebe ... is a little tight. And I suppose I see , or should I say ‘feel', on why she only sees “small sausages". Thankfully, mine is not any bigger than mediums. But, she is a bit tight. It takes Hebe a few moments to try to get me in, but there J lay wondering if it would be easier if she would slap on a bit of lube to make it extra convenient. But, no. Hebe strives to achieve it. Ah ... all in and Junior feels nice. Gyrating. Grinding. Riding. Hebe moans of struggled pleasure. The tightness arouses me further. Needing to make a few thrusts or more on my part, I hold her closer to me and proceed to fuck her faster. She moaned quite a bit, all right next to my ear. Slowing down a bit in order to control myself, Hebe arches back to sit upwards. Gyrate. Grind. Ride. A smile upon her face and mine. I hold her hips to help her ride me faster again. Enough of this, I shall be on you. As I sat up to hold her in one arm, she sports as short surprise as flipped her over in one motion. Missionary it became. And I thrust into her fast. And hard. And furiously. Her screams become a bit louder. And my energy becomes lower. There was no anticipation for a few more moves to be had. It had to be now. For we have been fucking a tad too long. A few more thrusts. A few more yet still. And then ... release.
Heavy breathing. The fast beating of the hearts. The embrace that felt ever so long. More kisses to leave us with. It takes a bit of effort to get myself off her, for I was so drained. Even as she cleaned me up a bit on the bed, she plays with Junior a little. Hebe, do not. I need to eat. Food. Actual sustenance. Perhaps we'll play more another day. Shower. To clean up. My legs feel weak. Junior feels over-exerted. And my pulse was still a pace fast. As we moves to dry ourselves we chatted a bit more. Dressed we were, we move to leave the room for my day at 5Stars ends. And end well it did. Very well. As we walked down, Hebe beckons her farewells, but not before she jumps to me to throw one more kiss at me. Oh, please, don't let the other girls I've had see that. Be a good girl, Hebe. You were very lovely.
Out the door I go, my eyes winces a little. As If I had secluded myself inside a den for too long. And that den was the Garden of Pussies. 5Stars. Yuna. And Hebe. What a very good weekend.
Regards,
Chulsoo.