By Mike_JustDoIt
Hazel wriggled out of her pants, giving me a good view of her perky butt. She was wearing a nice white cotton thong. The contours of her firm butt cheeks were accentuated by the cutting of the garment – it made her butt cheeks look fuller and rounder.
Hazel folded her pants neatly and placed it on the bench beside her, before sitting down on the bench. She kept her legs opened offering me a clear view between. The thong barely covered her pubic area. Hazel unwrapped the packaging, took out one of the stockings and rolled it up. She placed one foot on the bench to slip it onto her toes. Then with her leg pointed, she slowly and sensuously rolled the stocking up her calf, pass her knee to her thigh. Her legs parted further as she adjusted the stocking. I traced the length of her leg and focused on the valley between her legs. There was already a wet patch at the bottom of her thong, turning it translucent. I could roughly make out the outlines of her pussy through the damp fabric. Hazel then repeated the same steps with the other stocking.
Hazel: So you like the show? (she grinned)
Me: Nice … (I moved over and kissed her) … Very sexy … It turns me on incredibly …
We frenched. At the same time, I unbuttoned Hazel’s blouse, revealing the nice cleavage that was pushed up by her matching bra. I found her bra’s buckle at the front and unclipped it, releasing its load. Cupping her breasts, I loved to feel the weight of the two wobbly globes in my hands – the feeling was so nice and relieves stress for me. I took them one at a time into my mouth, kissing and sucking on her tits.
While still latched on to her boobs, I slid the tips of my fingers up her legs to her butt sensuously. The nylon felt smooth, but I told Hazel that her skin felt even smoother. She was pleased. I repeated what I did, this time on the inner side of her legs.
Hazel: (horny look) now that’s turning me on …
She moaned softly as I tickled her inner thigh and flicked her clit through her thong, making her twitch on the bench. I then pulled the strip of cloth to one side, buried my face into her pussy and probed two fingers into her. After re-initiating her sex life, Hazel’s pussy has since become more accustomed to my invasions. She moaned at the intense stimulation from my tongue and finger actions. Hazel threw her head back and arched her body.
“Ahh …” Hazel reached her climax and couldn’t help letting out a loud moan. Her legs clamped my head uncontrollably.
As there wasn’t much left of our lunch time, we had to be quick. Hazel eagerly unbuckled my belt and unzipped me. She then pulled down my pants and briefs in one go. Seeing that my bro was still half asleep, she latched on to it and sucked it hard. My bro woke up immediately and hardened in her mouth. Satisfied with her instant achievement, she pulled my bro out of her mouth. Hazel then slipped her thong off and propped her feet up on the bench. She spread her legs wide open in the shape of a letter “M”. The labia of her pussy opened like a freshly bloomed flower, moist with honey, exposing the pinkish tender flesh within. It was an open invitation for me.
Hazel: (in a lustful tone) Come in, darling.
My bro wasted no time to dive in. Hazel closed her eyes and held her breath as her pussy was penetrated.
Hazel: Mmm … Feels so good … don’t cum inside, k darling?
Me: Don’t worry … I won’t.
I pounded her as hard as I could without making too much noise. Then I wanted to do something different.
Me: Get up, dear, and lean on the bench. (I signaled her to bend over.)
Obediently, Hazel got on her feet, turned her back to me and bent down, leaning her arms and elbows on the bench. Her boobs hanged from her chest like succulent fruits. She kept her legs straight, slightly apart, and arched her back such that her ass was pointing up high in the air. Both her front and back holes were fully exposed to me. I got down and licked her, from her clit, up her slit, all the way to her asshole and back down to her clit again, several times. Hazel squealed when my tongue circled her asshole.
Hazel: Darling, don’t … It’s dirty … Mmm … (but she obviously enjoyed the new sensation)
But I didn’t care. Anyway I didn’t smell or taste anything funny at her asshole, so I believed it was just psychological on her part. I just continued to paint her whole groin area until she couldn’t take it anymore and her legs grew weak. At the same time, my hands were groping her dangling melons.
Hazel: Darling, come in. (she wriggled her butt and look at me with a lustful look on her face)
Me: Beg me. (I suddenly had the urge to dominate her)
Hazel: Please darling, please come in … I need you inside me … Pleeeeease? (she sounded desperate)
Me: ok … Good girl … Here you go …
I entered Hazel standing and started pumping her hard. Sounds of our flesh slapping echoed through the changing room. Had anyone walked in at this moment, he would have definitely heard us.
I pressed a thumb on her asshole, but didn’t poke into it, as I knew Hazel wasn’t ready for anal sex yet. But the additional pressure on her asshole, as if it was going to be violated, made her feel very vulnerable and it sent tingly vibes between her legs. Soon, her legs buckled under an intense orgasm. I held her butt up and continued pumping hard. A climax was also building up in my crotch.
Me: Cumming liao …
Hazel: In my mouth quick … (I was surprised as I was prepared to shoot onto the floor)
I immediately pulled my bro out of Hazel’s pussy and put it into her mouth. She sucked and stroked my bro fast. She sealed her mouth tightly around my dickhead and sucked really hard as I came, milking every bit of cum out of my bro. Not a single drop of cum dripped out of her mouth. She swallowed it all, and then licked up the last drop of cum that oozed out at the tip of my bro
Me: Wah … I wasn’t expecting you to make me cum in your mouth, dear …but I love it (kissing her mouth and tasting my own cum)
Hazel: Glad you liked it, darling … (she smiled sweetly) … Actually it’s just that I didn’t want to risk making a mess on our clothes and this place … so the neatest way is in my mouth lor …
Me: Clever girl … love you for that (pecked her on her lips again)
We cleaned and dressed up and hurried back to our office. And guess what, we didn’t exceed our lunch hour … ha ha. Our colleagues didn’t notice anything amiss, though I thought we both appeared a little flushed, as if we had really hit the gym.
It was the festive season in 2007. But the festive mood that year was significantly dampened by the financial crisis and the looming economic downturn. With only a week to go to Christmas, like many others, I was doing my last minute shopping for gifts. The thing at the top of my mind was to get a nice gift for Hazel. I couldn’t think of anything to get her as she already has everything she needed, and she could well afford most of the things that she wants.
As I walked down the pedestrian mall, I recalled there was this adult lifestyle shop nearby, where I had bought some stuff from previously. The shop was situated in an older, not so popular, office / retail building and it was quite discrete (some fellow samsters may be able to guess where this shop is – I won’t advertise for them here). It has been some time since I last shopped there and wondered if it was still around. So I decided to just check it out.
As I came up to the shop, I was glad to see it still in operation and it hadn’t changed at all. The entrance to the shop was draped with vertical blinds to obscure the view from outside. Once inside, I saw shelves and racks of adult toys and accessories that lined the shop. I was browsing around when I suddenly thought of a gift idea for Hazel. I reckon that, apart from me, a vibrator would be useful for Hazel to take care of her sexual needs.
With the help of a very nice shop assistant (a good looking SYT … I was actually tempted to try picking her up, but didn’t cos there was another customer in the shop), I picked a very discrete looking bullet vibrator disguised as a lipstick. It looked small but it packed quite a punch when turned on to max power.
Pleased with my find, I went on to complete my shopping list. As the packaging for the vibrator looked crap, I got a nice gift box from Centrepoint. This kinky present would definitely give Hazel a surprise, I thought, and I would present it to her over dinner.
I had earlier asked Hazel out for dinner that Christmas. She couldn’t commit a date as she had intended to reserve one of the evenings (i.e.on X’mas eve or X’mas day) for her husband, and said I could have the other. The problem was her husband hasn’t confirmed yet. So I made reservations for both evenings. However, it turned out that Hazel’s husband had to entertain his overseas client who had come to town, so he won’t be spending Christmas with Hazel at all. Although Hazel wasn’t pleased about this at all, it was excellent news to me, as it meant I would have Hazel’s company for dinner on Christmas Eve – goodie!.
On the evening of Christmas Eve, I drove to pick Hazel up from her place. She wore a nice one-piece, silvery-grey halter top dress. Hazel always looked good in halter tops as they accentuated her slender neck and shoulders. The dress was bare-backed and it had a slit in the front that went up almost to her panties. So as she walked towards my car I could catch glimpses of her flawless legs that seemed to run endlessly up into her dress. The satin dress also hugged Hazel’s body, revealing it’s every curve, most notably those of her perky butt. My bro immediately woke up in my pants.
Hazel: Hi darling. Waited long? (she sat into the car)
Me: No … Just arrived … Wow! You look gorgeous, dear…
Hazel: Thanks darling.
It was hard not to stare at Hazel’s legs, as the slit of her dress had opened up when she sat down, revealing the whole length of her flawless legs, and she made no effort to conceal them. She wasn’t wearing any stockings that night, yet her legs were smooth as silk. I placed my hand on her thigh and bent over wanting to kiss her.
Hazel: (put a finger on my lips to stop my advance) Let’s go first mah, darling … don’t want neighbours to see … (pouted her lips) … you can do as you please later … I’m all yours for the rest of this evening, ok? … (she smiled sweetly)
I was very pleased to hear that.