Blood Phoenix - My story

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Originally Posted by folfol

You have to change your default country to be able to purchase the book.
I changed mine to Australia.
https://www.howtogeek.com/328197/how...-kindle-books/

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Another story

Jiran- Series2

I tinggal di sebuah apartment persendirian di Bukti Antarabangsa bersama keluarga I iaitu ayah, ibu dan kakak saya. Kawasan itu merupakan kawasan terpencil dan ramai warga negara asing mendiami tempat itu. Lagi pun, kawasan apartment kami dilengkapi dengan security guard 24jam, kolam renang, trek jogging, tennis court… kerana terletak di tepi bukit.

Anyway, pengalaman I bermula sejak I mendapat lesen kereta dan ayah telah menghadiahkan I sebuah kereta Myvi untuk berulang-alik ke kolej. Setelah sebulan I menggunakan kereta baru I berulang-alik, ibu I mula offer kawannya mengikut I pulang ke rumah dari kerjanya setiap hari. Kawan ibu I, yang dikenali oleh I sebagai Kak Salmah merupakan jiran kami yang tinggal di tingkat bawah apartment kami.

Itulah bermula kisah saya, seperti biasa… I habis kolej pukul 1pm pun mula memandu kereta ke tempat kerja Kak Salmah… iaitu sekolah rendah yang terletak berhampiran dengan rumah kami.

Hon…hon!

Dari jauh, kelihatan Kak Salmah berlari anak ke kereta saya… dia berpakaian baju kurung satin oren dengan tudung biru muda.

“Hi! … Kak sudah lewat, YJ tunggu lama keh?”
“Taklah… “
“Huh… panasnya hari ini” sambil mengipas badannya

I tidak sengaja menoreh pandangan ke badan Kak Salmah, sambil mengarahkan haluan air cond ke Kak Salmah. Kelihatan badannya sudah berpeluh basah… maka baju satinnya mula melekat pada badan… dan bra hitamnya mula kelihatan dari bawah baju satinnya.

“Nah… kak” sambil menghulurkan tisu ke Kak Salmah.
“Kasih… YJ” lalu mengambil tisu dari tangan I… dan masih memegang tangan I erat.

I pun membiarkan tangan kami berpegangan.. sambil mula memandu kereta balik ke rumah. Walaupun, perjalanan itu memakan masa 10 minit… tapi penis mula menegang di dalam seluar… bah pertama kali wanita lain berpegangan tangan. Incident itu berakhir apabila sampai di rumah… lalu Kak Salmah… mengucap terima kasih.

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Pada keesokannya…

Hon… hon!

I pun menunggu… Kak Salmah. Sudah semalaman, I berfikir tentang peristiwa itu… menjadikan hati saya berdebar menunggu Kak Salmah. Dari jauh, Kak Salmah mula menghala ke kereta I.Hari ini, Kak Salmah berbaju kurung satin hitam bercorak berlang perak.

“Hi..”
“Hi… nampak panas hari ini” I balas sambil menghulurkan tisu pada Kak Salmah

Kali ini, Kak Salmah mengambil tisu dari I lalu I pun memegang erat tangannya. Dia pun membiarkan perbuatan I lalu membalas dengan senyuman manis. Dari saat itu, I mula membuat pelan untuk mengoda Kak Salmah… lah nak rasa seks … sebab teruna. Walaupun umur Kak Salmah mencapai lewat 40an… bodynya masih maintain baik dengan sedikit baby fat.

Perjalanan 10 minits… kami berpegangan tangan… sehingga sampai di apartment. Seperti biasa, Kak Salmah mengucap terima kasih.

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Pada hari ketiga.

Kak Salmah bergegas… menuju ke kereta I.

“YJ tolong … hantar Kak balik cepat. Kak ingat lupa tutup gas dapur”
“Huh…?” I balas

Kelihatan… Kak Salmah berpeluh… I mengulurkan tisu lalu memandu balik.
Sesampai di apartment… Kak Salmah pun bergegas ke rumahnya dan I pun mengikuti belakangnya. Sebaik sahaja… pintu dibuka… bau gas sudah dipenuhi seluruh apartment.

I pun terus menolong Kak Salmah membuka semua tingkap… dan Kak pun menutup dapur gasnya.

“Fuh… terima kasih YJ… nasib baik tak ada masalah”
“No problem… asalkan dapat tolong Kak” I membalas.
“YJ nak makan… kak nak masak sedikit ni”
“Ok juga”
“Then YJ tunggu sekejap”

Lalu Kak Salmah menuju ke bilik air dan kemudian keluar ke dapur untuk masak makanan tengahari. I pun duduk di meja dapur menunggu dan menikmati pandangan wanita yang didepan I. Tudungnya sudah pun ditanggal… dan rambut panjang kerintingnya berayu sambil ditiup angin.

Setelah selesai Kak Salmah… “Bau sedap tak?” tanya Kak

“Eh… entah bau makanan sedap keh… bau pemasak lagi harum” I comment
“Bukan bukan YJ ni”

“Kak… biasanya kak makan seorang keh?”
“Yelah… lagi pun suami kak balik malam”
“Mana anak-anak kak pula”
“Mana ada anak kak… dah cuba banyak cara nak dapat anak tapi tak berhasil”
“Huh…?”
“Suami kak dah tak boleh”
“Tak boleh?” I tanya
“Eh budak ni”
“Cakaplah kak”
“Tak boleh… naik.”
“Oic… dah lama keh?”

“Sudah 10 tahun… tua dah.. dan kak pun bukan muda lagi umur pun 46 tahun” Kak balas sambil mengambil laut di meja
“Kak tak nampak tualah… solid lagi”
“Solid apa pula…”
“Tu… body kak… tetek kak YJ nampak solid” terluar perkataan I itu.

Kak Salmah senyum lalu “Eh budak ni makan cepat”
“Sedap kak…”
“Lauk keh, nampak tetek Kak” sempat Kak Salmah bergurau
“Hehehe” I ketawa.

Selepas makan, I pun balik ke rumah… dan berjanji akan menemai Kak Salmah makan tengahari.

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Hari keempat.

I sudah berada di meja makan menunggu Kak Salmah menghidang lauk. Hari ni, Kak Salmah berpakaian blouse satin perak kira ketat juga menampalkan bentuk teteknya… sekali sekala… I dapat menjenguk bra merahnya.

Sambil makan… hari mulai hujan.
“Heh… “ Kak pun bergegas ke balcony belakang mengutip baju.
I pun mengikut dan menolong Kak Salmah.

“Masukkan baju dalam bakul” kak pun mengarah I
I pun memasukkan setiap helai pakaian yang diberi oleh Kak ke bakul. Tanpa disedari… Kak juga memberi I beberapa helai panties yang disidai kepada I… satin merah jambu, satin hitam dengan lace dan satin unggu.

“Wah… kak seksi juga… panties kak menarik” I comment.
“Jahat betul budak ni” sambil berasa malu pula dan dia menghulurkan bra-bra satinnya kepada I.

I pun memerhati bra-bra satinnya yang berlabel 70C dan ada 70D.
“Wah… solid benar badan Kak” I comment
Kak menghulurkan pakaian terakhir bagi I sambil balas “mana ada? Dah layuk”
“Tak percaya” sambil I memberanikan diri I meramas tetek Kak Salmah dengan dua tangan…
“Eh… jangan” Kak Salmah membantah lalu menghalang tangan I lalu berdedar ke biliknya.
“YJ tolong letakkan bakul itu ke dalam bilik” I pun mengikut Kak Salmah dari belakang dan menuju ke bilik tidurnya.

Biliknya classy dengan katil besar di tengah bilik… katilnya mempunyai frame atas yang diliputi kain silk yang cantik. Malah, di atas katil pillow and cushion kecil dihias cantik sekali… di kaki katil dihias dengan set kerusi yang sepadan dengan katil.

“Letak disitu” lalu Kak Salmah pun keluar ke dapur.

Kami pun menyambung makanan tengahari kami. Terasa diam sahaja.. antara kami akhirnya Kak Salmah pun berkata “ Eh… malu pula sekarang… tadi nampak berani sahaja”

“Tak adalah Kak… “
“Ala… tadi berani pula… meramas orang…heheh, sedap”
I mengangguk “Sedap… rasa solid”

“Pandai-pandai budak ni… mana tahu rasa solid macam mana” Kak Salmah mencabar
“Adalah… dapat rasa punya” I pun cuba menghampir Kak Salmah
“Pengalaman pun tak ada, nak comment pula badan Kak” dia mencabar lagi
“Ala Kak… “ lalu tangan I pun menghala blouse satin Kak Salmah dan membuka butangnya satu demi satu.
“Ala Kak… badan Kak cantik” hingga butang terakhir blouse itu dibuka… masih Kak Salmah tidak membantah. Kedua-dua tetek Kak Salmah yang disaluti bra lace merah dipamerkan hadapan I.

Kedua-dua tangan I mula menghala ke teteknya tapi dihalang oleh tangan Kak Salmah. “Cukuplah itu, YJ sudah enjoy tengok” lalu membutangkan balik blouse satinnya.

Akhirnya I memberanikan diri menanya “Kak sudah lama tak apa dengan suami kak keh?”

“Budak ni, ya dah agak lama Kak tak dengan suami Kak”
“Beberapa lama” I tanya
Dia pun mendiam diri lalu menjawab “8 tahun”

Perbincangan kami pun berakhir disitu.

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Minggu depan.

Nampaknya pelan… I mula berhasil. Seperti biasa, I pun menunggu Kak Salmah… apabila nampak Kak Salmah… I tercenggang.

Hari ini, dia memakai tudung dengan cheongsam satin putih.

“Hi”
“Kak nampak cantik hari ni”

Dia pun senyum.Makan tengahari berlalu dengan biasa sahaja… I ingat ada peluang untuk bermesra… tapi Kak Salmah memberitahu dia penat nak mandi.

So I pun berlepak di ruang tamu selama ½ jam sebelum Kak Salmah muncul dengan pakaian camisole satin perak dan set seluar pendek. Dia pun join saya menontot tv.

Setelah 15 minits, I pun memberanikan diri “Kak nampak penat hari ni”
“Ye… banyak kerja kat sekolah” dia membalas
“Kak kena relaks sikit” I jawab
“Ala mungkin Kak dah tua… tak ada banyak stamina”
“Baik Kak … dapat massage sikit… boleh relak” I suggest.
“Cis… mana ada peluang dapat massage” dia balas
“Kalau Kak tak kisah… YJ tolong massage ok?”
“Boleh juga” dia balas

Peluang I sudah mendatang “Jom… kita pergi bilik massage senang sikit”
Dia pun mendiam diri sekejap lalu jawab “Ok”

Dalam bilik, Kak Salmah terus menuju ke atas katil dan berbaring. Angin bertiup sekali-kala dari tingkat yang terbuka separuh… terasa selesa malah cadar katil sudah pun ditukar dengan cadar satin hitam.

“Eh kata nak tolong massage” tanya Kak Salmah
I terjaga dari khayalan… lalu pun menghampiri katil dan tangan I mula mengurut kedua-dua kaki Kak Salmah.

“Ok… tak Kak” I tanya
“Mmnh”

Lalu tangan I mula mara ke atas sehingga ke bahagian bahu… lalu mengurut belakang Kak Salmah. Kini… badan I pun sudah berada di atas Kak Salmah.. di katil. Sambil mengurut… I pun bertanya
“Kak… ok”
“Ok, selesa”
“Yakah… sudah lama tak ada massage Kak,keh?”
“Ala … mana ada… jangan cakap massage… sentuh pun susah dah”
“Kenapa, Kak… hubby tak main meh?”
“Cis, budak ni…main apa lagi.. dah tua”
Kini… tangan I pun mengurut ke bawah sedikit bahu belakang… mula narik tali camisolenya ke tepi tangan.
“Mana tua… bagi YJ Kak tak tua langsung. Tapi… Kak tak miss ke rasa main?”
Tangan I mula mengurut ke bahagian tepi menghala ke atas arah tetek… cuba menguji air. Hati I mula berdebar-debar… apabila jari I mula menyentuh tepi tetek Kak Salmah bah camisolenya sudah tidak dapat menutupi bahagian atas badan Kak Salmah.
“Pandai puji orang pula… budak ni.” lalu diam


Tangan I berulang-alik mengurut… sekali-sekala, jejari I cuba menyentuh tepi tetek Kak Salmah lagi… tiada sebarang bantahan dari Kak Salmah. Maka I pun memberani perbuatan I, kedua-dua tangan mula mengurut ke hapadan sedikit badan Kak Salmah … bah cadar satin itu licin memudahkan perbuatan itu. Dengan perlahan tangan I dapat mengurut dan menyelak ke hadapan sehingga bersentuhan sedikit dengan bahagian bawah kedua-dua tetek Kak Salmah.

“Kak… ok” I berbisik
“Mmh mmmh selesa” dia menjawab dengan miang

Perbuatan I berulang … dengan tangan I bergerak naik… setelah beberapa kali… akhirnya kedua-dua telah berjaya menramas tetek Kak Salmah… putingnya sudah keras dan dapati dirasai oleh jejari I. Untuk mengelak daripada diperasan, I pun terus mengurut sambil menramas teteknya.
Saiz teteknya kira besar.

“Kak.. selesa?” I berbisik
“Ok… tapi Kak ingat YJ lagi selesa.. betul?” dia berbisik juga
“Mana selesa Kak… kak yang dapat urut” I bergurau manja
“Eh, YJ lagi selesa dapat urut dan ramas… benda baru…hehehe. Cuba urut bawah pula” Kak berbisik.
“Mana Kak...?” sengaja nak kacau

Lalu… tangan terus menyelak dalam seluar satin Kak Salmah dan menramas bulu pantatnya… hingga ke labianya. Basah dengan air pantat…

“Di sini keh, Kak” I bertanya lagi
“Eh… berani betul, tak baik… mmmh” dia mengeluh
Jejari I sudah mula mengurut labianya.. dan mencari biji kelintitnya.
“Jaanngan… uhhh, Kak bersuami tahu..YJ”
Seterus… I mengurut biji kelintitnya.
“Tapi… Kak sudah lama tak main… sedap tahu rasanya Kak”
“uuummmh, huh huh huh, jahat tahu… kira curang ni kita.. aaaaaaaaaaaarhhh” belum sempat jawab Kak Salmah sudah orgasm… bergetar-getar badannya… dengan irama jejari I mengurut pantatnya.

Setelah seketika, nafas Kak Salmah kembali normal… dan berbaring di atas katil setengah bogel. I masih memerhati keindahan badannya lalu senyum… tahu pelan I sudah berjaya… tidak lama lagi I akan merasa pengalaman yang selama ini diidamkan sahaja.

“Kak… ok” I berbisik lalu menghala bibir I ke arah Kak Salmah dengan perlahan menciumnya… mulutnya mula membuka lalu bermain lidah… kami.
Sambil bercium, I mula membuka seluar I… kemudian baju I.

Akhirnya… tiada seurat benang di atas badan I, lalu I pun memeluk Kak Salmah sambil berbisik “Kak, YJ nak main dengan Kak”
“ohh,kalau Kak tak bagi pun YJ nak punya… cepat… bagi Kak rasa ni” sambil memegang penis I dan menghala ke lubang pantatnya.

Sedikit demi sedikit, penis I menjunam dalam lubang Kak Salmah. “Ahhhhh” I mengeluh… terasa pantatnya panas dan mula mengurut penis I.
Tanpa… membazir masa, Kak Salmah sudah pun mendayung … “Gattttaaal, YJ.. ceepaaat Kakkk naaak”

Dia pun mempercepatkan badannya… dengan itu I pun mengikuti iramanya… lalu kedua-dua tangan terus memramas teteknya yang terdedah itu.

“Huh… huh…. Aah … aaah …. Aaah … huh huh … cepat cepat ,dalam sikit darling” dia mengeram

I pun menjunam sedalam yang boleh… lagi badan kami berdayung.

“Kakkk… ssedap kakkk” I mengeluh
“Yess, yesss.. Kakkk suka… dah llama tak rasa ni……….. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh” badan dia bergetar cepat… masih berdagung… hingga penis disedut bertubi-tubi.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH” I pun tidak dapat menahan keenaakannya lalu pancut.

Sedikit demi sedikit, air mani I disembur dalam lubang Kak Salmah. Kami pun berpelukan mengeram kesedapan.

Kami pun tidur.. diatas katil… hingga bunyi jam berdering menandakan pukul 3 petang… lalu Kak Salmah pun terjaga.

“YJ… sudah lewat ni” dia bisik.

Belum sempat, Kak Salmah dari katil… I pun menariknya balik ke atas I.. lalu bercium… Kak Salmah pun berbaring atas katil lalu I pun mula memasukkan penis I ke dalam lubangnya.

“Huuuuhhh” dia mengeram “Jahat betul budak ni… kacau kak sampai macam ni…kongkek kak”

I pun berdayung… penisku dalam pantatnya. “YJ dah tak tahan lihat selalu… sampai malam pun tak dapat tidur”

“Huuuuh…. Seedap YJ masuk dalam sikit, hehe Kak pun basah setiap malam harap dapat rasa macam nii… hhhuuu” dia manja

I pun bertubi-tubi… menjunam lubang pantat Kak Salmah… lalu memancut dalamnya… lalu kami pun berciuman.

Itulah bermula pengalaman I.

[MoonShading]

How come suddenly on Suria channel? can go back to channel 5?

[ywong]

The Maid

Fantasy .Begin.
It is a whole new story.
My dad is a billionaire...owning large estates and companies in Europe. Therefore we live in a mansion next to the sea in the coast of Greece. My mom die when I was born and living dad and me alone. What make my life less happy was I often left alone in the mansion when dad had to travel all around the world.

Since then my grandma took care of me...schooling ....plays... and food...in the mansion with lots of maids and workers. It was not until she passed away 2 years ago...living me independently alone. Dad told me it is good for me to take care of myself and if any help wanted I could approach Anna, the housekeeper who looking after everything including the 20 over maids. Indirectly dad also ordered the maids to keep an eyes on me...but leaving me independently on myself.

Well...I was 15 at that moment. In fact I am more mature than many children on my thinking and sexually...knowing what sex is ...and many normal guy stuffs. But I never question about women until............

Sara came...she is the a few of the replacement maids...for the mansion. Sara was a small person...blue eyes and dark hair...straight until the shoulder length.She is like a typical country girl from Greece. To me she is a sister. Her age was about 17 that time...cute...shy ...further she indeed was the youngest plus prettiest maid in my house....

However, I never get to know her until a few weeks after her arrival in the mansion.It was a total misunderstanding when one of the maid brought me some potatoes peeled.I was working on my art homework from school. Instead of ask her to get somemore potatoes...I headed to the kitchen to get them like I want them to be.So I bumped into Sara...

"I am sorry...I don't meant to hurt you." Sara said with her sweet voice.

"Nah...it's ok...I am the one should blame for...getting here and there with a rush"
I applied.

"Why...?"Sara

"Oh...just getting some potatoes...you know where they are?"me

"Yes,...I will get them for you."Sara

"Nah...I will get them myself."me

"Well...you should ask Mia before getting them..she is incharge for this kitchen..
if anyone want to take something."Sara

"Uh?"
"Why can't I...I need them very much."me

"Well...you and I work here...it doesn't mean that we can take people thing"Sara

"I am sorry..."me

"Uh?"Sara

"I don't work here...I stay here.If that will clear your doubtness."me

"Oh...you mean you are..oh I am sorry ,sire...I apologize for my misbehave."
Sara..finally knew who I am.

"It's ok.I got to get those potatoes or I will not able to finish my homework."me

As I was reaching those potatoes... Sara asked.. "What are those for...sire?"
"It's for the art work I am doing...paste or somethings.."me..in fact I am really not good at art...therefore it was really frustrated for me.

"You seem a bit fussy...sire.Perhaps I can help you will you work."Sara offered.

"Well...I love to...thanks"me

So...off we went to the study room...Sara was a very careful and tender person. The way she handle art was remarkable. Slowly she taught me how it supposed to be...
And we work on it for an hour or two. It was the best homework I came out with..I am proud of it...so do Sara. Finally Sara excused herself... for me it's time to bed since it was already 11.00 pm.As I was going to bed...I decided to get some milk before I headed to sleep.So I came back to the kitchen.
What shock me next...was devastated...Sara was having her dinner in the kitchen at that time.I really felt bad since I had interrupted her time until she had to take her dinner so late.In fact, Sara was shock when seeing me there.

"I am sorry..I just jus want to get some milk"me

"Ok..sire.I will get it for you"Sara

"No..no..no.I will get it myself..it's ok. In fact I should apologize for making you to take dinner so late"me

"It is fine with me..."giving a little smile...Sara.

I took the glass of milk and sat next to Sara...ask "Sara...do you usually take dinner this late...?"
"Sometimes...if there is lots of work"Sara...so it went on ...with conversation about her and her family...Sara works...and so on. I seem to know her very long time ago.We talked ...and I joked lots to make her funny..in fact I like to see her laugh and smile.Finally...we had to call it the night since it was late.

Sara had made me feel differently from that day on. I always looking forward to see her everyday. When she was free, we talked ...in fact sometimes helped her with her work...although she hesitated at first..but the idea of a young boy learning how to do house chores had impressed her. To her , she never thought that a wealthy boy like me... would willing to do work like that... and so independent. For me of course... my grandma had trained me to be such a person since she actually came from a poor family...so do my grandpa...according to her.
A person shouldn't forgot his/her moral values eventhough they had became rich..
it was grandma valuable phase.Of course most important of all is I can able to stick around with Sara.

In a week, Sara and I became close friends...since her age is not much different from mine...we got along like normal teenagers. Sometimes.. I introduced her with lots of things books... computers... internet... music and so on. Of course we have to sneak around Anna because it might not be good for a young master to hang around a maid..for me ,I enjoyed the company of Sara since I don't have much friends.. most of them are arrogant. Certainly Sara sometimes took me to places in the mansion I never been before...such as the roof top... back door garden..mostly she talk about her childhood and her friends. I admired her friendly feeling. Things get usual...for a month or so...until an incident happened which made Sara and I came very close.

It was an afternoon, I came home earlier since I had canceled my activities in school.. there were optional. Once I was home... I headed to find Sara.I looked in the kitchens... laundries... gardens...and I still could find her. With disappointment... I walked passed the aisle to the garden. Then I heard some sound...it was like someone scream for help...I looked around and it was from the hut next the pool ..in the garden. I ran toward the hut ...and surprisingly saw... .........

One of the gardener trying to rip off Sara panty.. he was holding Sara tight... as Sara kept pushing away... and scream for help..they were on the couch in the hut...

"No..no please...don't hurt me....help! help! Help!" Sara

"Shut..up you bitch...not one will hear you...let me fuck you." the gardener slapped Sara...while his penis hard and point out.

I was shocked...and quickly grabbed a vase nearby...broke it into half by hitting it not the table. The gardener saw me...he was shocked too.

"Get away from her..."I shouted.

"Sire... I am sorry...she seduced...me ...sire please.."gardener.

"Get out of here...out..I don't want to see you here anymore...you are fired
out or I will call the police"..me.

He ran as fast as he could...to the gate...off he went.I look out to make sure he is truthfully gone...before I turned back to Sara. Sara was sobbing... her eyes were red..
her white bra was torn off...leaving the white breasts and her pink nipple exposed. Her panty was half torn...showing a portion of her pubic hairs. At that moment it was exciting to look at her...but when I started to calm down...I took a robe in the closet of the hut.. and covered Sara.

"Are you alright Sara...?" I asked...sitting next to her.

"...sire..."still sobbing..she hugged me...closer and leaning her head on my chest.

"It's alright...it's alright...no one will hurt you when I am here..." stroking her hair with my right hand... slowly we drifted into sleep. We slept almost all afternoon..before I woke up realizing that I am holding a half naked beauty on my arm. The feeling was very nice as though Sara belonged to me. Soon.. Sara woke up too.. she smiled... and kissed me on my cheek.

"Thank you...sire"...she moved up and rearranged her blouse and her skirt....After that we headed back to the house.. for assurance...I lead her to her room..
once again she kissed me..on my cheek and thanked me. I waited until she was safe before I headed to Anna to tell her about the gardener. Anna of course was furious and promised me to keep on eye on Sara...also took action upon the gardener. Finally...I also made sure Anna did not expose this incident to anyone else...she agreed.

The next morning, I brought Sara some flowers...it continued for the rest of the week. Sara's emotion got better..day after day... it seem that seeing me made her much more happier.In fact..I started to get to clue that she already attracted to me. Somehow...I was shy on this matter so was Sara...so our relationship just got closer now. Looking forward to she see everyday... so was she...and we usual end up with lots of laughter.

We continued to be friends for months..as teenagers...all the freedom we got.Not until Sara's mom joined the maids. Sara's mom was one of the three new maids hired to due the shortcoming of maids. It also meant that Sara and I will get less freedom since her mother will be keeping an eye on her too. Surprisingly.. it was the case...as Sara told me, her relationship with her parent was a bit distance. Coming from a very poor family...most of the time her mom and dad worked hard.So Sara and her siblings were always left alone.Therefore I was introduced by Sara...her mom... Mrs. Pivonski. She was a typical Greece women.. but I agreed she look classy ..additional gorgeous. Mrs. Pivonski doesn't look much like Sara..
As Sara said..she look more like her father..and some appearances of her mom.
I admitted her parents must be very great looking.

Mrs. Pivonski..her age was 44. She was kind of fair and curly hair long...and pretty in good shape for women her age. Her breast size was medium plus size.. and trim legs too. To me...she was very friendly... laugh a lots.So it was how she became one of our maids. Like Sara... she did have a day off..so she can go back to her family... but most of the time...she will be staying in the mansion. As time goes by.. Mrs. Pivonski and I was getting closer. The reason was she was assigned to take care of my rooms. Now I got a nanny...but all this feeling was wiped off when things really got out of hand.

We really got a bit too close. Mrs. Pivonski always mentioned to me how nice I am. Further she always gave compliments to on how well build I am and how handsome I am. Of course I had to admit that I am pretty in good shape since I am a runner for the school. The evidence that many girls always asked me out.. but due to my unsocial personality... I rejected most of them. Yes, I did went to some... parties as well... like usual teenagers. Teenagers..as I am one of them.. I do get curious with sex... my interest indeed was strong. I had some collections of nude photos from the internet as well as some interesting stories. Like normal guy...I did masturbate sometimes... but it was a careful thing since maids were all around. But my sex drive had becoming obsessed... because of Mrs. Pivonski.
Her conversations and compliments made me feel that sex was a normal thing for her...it was what I assumed. And I was right beyond that...Mrs. Pivonski would always rewarded me with the glimpse of her bossom or her thighs. She knew I was looking at her.. and it was indicated with her smile.

Well, one day when I was working on my homework in my study room... Mrs. Povinski was there dusting. She was wearing a thin summer dress..from top to bottom. Suddenly I dropped my pencil case on the floor... so are my stationeries.. she quickly came to pick them up for me. As she bend down...helping me to gather those stuffs ...she was actually displaying her breast..with bra. But I was so obsess that she caught me.

"So you like what you see uh?" she smiled.

I was stunned... and couldn't speak out...but staring at her two beautiful breasts under the dress.I did got a hard on too!Then I look at her.Before I could response...
She smile and said "Surely you have seem lots of that..a handsome young man like you..."

"No..never..I never got that chance.."I blushed.

"Oh..sweetie ...you will...you will..." there she ended leaving the room...I was a bit frustrated.It seemed I my sex crave..was wild for Mrs. Povinski. However, later on I did felt a bit guilty since she was Sara's mom. Finally I couldn't take it anymore so I jack off all night.. shooting lots of cum...thinking about Mrs. Povinski.Now I started to realize she was different from Sara..Sara was very innocent and she was wild...naughty.

The next day.. like typical day,I was surfing the internet and Mrs. Povinski came in to clean my room. I got a hardon right away when I saw her.. she dressed in a very short blouse and a pink skirt. As she was cleaning...she found my underwear which I wore yesterday..(before jackoff) so it in fact has a portion of my cum.

"Well...well what you got to say uh?"she asked..holding it and showing it to me.

Without thinking I went straight to her and grab the underwear from her hand..

"Oh no...you don't..."she said..came running to me.

After chasing here and there...I end up on my bed..and Mrs. Povinski was on top of me...tickling me.I laughed and laughed..as I did..I was actually moving back and forward....sliding my hard penis through her thigh..between the skirt.Mrs. Povinski was high too...and grab my hard penis between her thigh and moving back and forward..in rhythm. I was so excited..and matched up..her speed...then she moved faster and faster...

"Uh...uh...uh...sweetie..."Mrs. Povinski.

"OHHHHHHHHH.........yyyyyyyyeeeeeeees."Mrs. Povinski.

I couldn't stand as she press hard on my penis...moving her legs and her thighs so fast...again and again....I felt I felt like I in her...I am all hers.....
finally I came .Shot after shot came..in my trouser...and I collapsed.Mrs. Povinski...also had her orgasm..

"Sweetie...yeeeehhh... yeeeehhh...sweetie...sweeeetiiiiiiie, I ammmmm hoooot...hot
I am hoooot....uh uh uh uh....no no no......I am coming....coming......ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

So Mrs. Povinski collapsed on me. I was shocked at what had happened...and believe it.. we had intercourse with our clothes on!
Without saying a word...she kissed me on my forehead... and left the room.
In dinner...we didn't even talk as she served the meal.I did keep very quiet and continuously recalling what had happened that afternoon.

[Informer]

this is a nice story, do keep the updates coming.

[ywong]

Goodies for circuit breaker.

Holidays


I was looking through the window of my dad’s Honda CRV as it sped into the MEX Highway heading KLIA2 (Kuala Lumpur International Airport 2). One lamp pole after another passed.

I looked at my watch it was 5am in the morning. The weather was chilled in this early morning of the second day of Chinese New Year. I was still in a doze to wake up so early. However, I was excited since we were going on a holidays in Phuket Thailand. It was a four days three nights trip. As usual, my family will take a trip on Chinese New Year where everyone is on holiday and free. But this year, it was a little different as we had engaged a tour by travel agency since mom was too tired of planning for the holidays.

The car stopped at the highest level of the car park in KLIA2. I helped my mom and dad to unload the luggage. Since it was holidays, the KLIA2 mall was loaded with people even at this early hours. Some of the shops were not open for operation yet. The crowd became even more when we reached the main departure hall. From far, a lady in her late thirties waved at my mom. I presumed she must be the travel agent. Next to her, there were a young couple, and two families of about 10 persons.

Soon, we started to check-in our baggages and entered immigration as a group. The immigration officers greeted us Happy Chinese New Year and let us through. Once we were at the departure area, the agent who was introduced herself as Ms Ling told us to meet up at gate P09 in half and hour time. Therefore, we were free to roam around the place.

As usual I followed mom to the free duty chocolate store while dad was browsing around the liquor store. I got a pack of red wine brookside dark chocolate and passed to my mom to pay. Once we got off from the store, dad will accompany mom to a perfume and cosmetic shop near the food court.

“Wah… shopping already,” Ms Ling greeted us as we bumped into her.

“Just looking around,” my mom replied.

So we walked together to the departure gate. Before that we still needed to pass through another security check point. Today, it was particularly long queue. As we queue, I helped Ms Ling to carry some of her stuff as she seemed having difficulty carrying too many items. Occasionally my hands brushed through her silk purple long dress as well as her ass. She looked at me and smiled. I just kept quiet and blushed. Luckily, mom and dad didn’t notice what had happened.

After a long queue, we finally reached the gate. Ms Ling begun to distribute our boarding pass before we boarded the plane.

The flight to phuket took about one hour and 15 minutes, and we have arrived to HKT (Phuket International Airport) as the same hour we left KLIA. For information, Thailand time is an hour slower than Malaysia. We passed through immigration and collected our baggages. I looked at the watch, it was 9.30am local time. It was a hot sunny day; we were at the entrance of the airport waiting for our driver and his passenger van.

“How old are you?” Ms Ling asked me.

“I am 16 going to 17 this year.”

“Wow… must have a lot of girl friends…”

I shook my head.

“Surprise… no girl, handsome guy like you”

“Don’t tease him… he is always a bit shy” my mother replied.

“Maybe, auntie can give you some tips about girl since I have a daughter in her twenties” Ms Ling added.

“I don’t believe it. You looked so young.”

“Hahahaha…” she smiled and the van had stopped in front of us. I helped the driver to load some of the baggages into the van.

[JustANewbie]

Camping here for more updates to this nice story.

[ywong]

The journey to Patong town/beach was an hour drive. Along the way, we passed through many small towns and villages. Many of shops are similar to Malaysia but along the way, the electrical wirings were hanging here and there on the roadside with poles. Then we passed a factory outlet in midway to patong. As we near to patong, the shops were denser and the traffic was heavier. We now came across more and more hotels and resorts till we moved up the hill and downhill toward the patong town.

We will be staying in Sawaddi Patong Resort, a hotel which located in the middle of the town. It was a 10 minutes walk to the Patong beach as well as the main walking street of patong (where the night life concentrated). The van stopped in front of a white Victorian style three storey building. We were then greeted by a resort personal and another personal helped our driver to unload our luggage.

From there, we were directed into the open air lobby of the hotel. It was furnished with wooden contemporary black furniture all around the resort. I sat quietly at one of the sofa while waiting for Ms Ling to check us in. Shortly, a waiter served me a cup of ice cold longan drink. It was sweet and refreshing as the weather in patong was very hot.

Occasionally, I look outside the hotel wall into the street. There were a few motorcycles passed by. Some were rode by local and a few were tourists. Then I was interrupted by the commotion of our tour group. It seemed there were some issued of the hotel arrangement and there was some discussion. I looked puzzled when Ms Ling approached me.

“Boy… do you mind sharing room with me?”

“Huh?”

“The resort doesn’t have any large room for your family and since it was peak season so they have limited room. So you need to share room with someone… since I am having a deluxe room, we can share a room together. It is okay with you?”

I looked at mom.

“I am okay with… Ms Ling can give you some tips about girls,” mom replied.

I just nodded.

It was settled then… and everyone now has their room assigned. Unfortunately, we can’t get into our rooms since their were not ready till 2pm. Lucky for us, we have a scheduled a half day city tour to get started with. Everyone was cheerful as we get into the van. So our tour began and unofficially I became Ms Ling’s helper.

[MPLover]

really like your story ts! sure hope there will be more updates soon.

[ywong]

The first stop we were going to see is the Karon look out point. The van passed patong main streets and headed uphill alongside the beach road. On my left was forest while my right was sand beaches. The road became winding and going uphill and downhill. Along the way, there were Karon beach, Kata beach before van went to a steep uphill.

Both beaches were less populated compare to the patong area. Anyway, many famous resorts were located in those areas like Club Med. As the van steered into winding road, I occasionally bump my body with Ms Ling’s. All she did was smile at me.

In a minute, we stopped at the look out point. From here, we could able to view the famous beaches of phuket. It was a magnificent view and most of us took photos with our phones. The sky was light blue bright with very less white cloud. Sunny sky which perfect for photos taking.

Then Ms Ling pulled my arm… “Come YJ, we take selfie.”

She was holding my left arm and I could felt her right breast pressing on my back. Suddenly, my brother started to harden. Since I was wearing jean, it was unnoticeable. It took sometimes before she released her grip. My face was flushed red.

“Shy… I see. From now, you will be more close to me okay,” she said.

I nodded. It was exciting moment and deep inside I would like to be close to her in fact.

At this point, I would like to described about Ms Ling. She was typical Malaysian Chinese lady about 5ft 5’ medium size body with meaty ass and a C cup breasts from the curve of her t-shirt outline. She was also wearing a long silk purple dress to match her t-shirt which looked casual and lady-like. Her dyed brown short bob-cut hair made her looked younger than her 42 years of age.

I was slightly taller than her a few inches as we stood together. She was a cheerful person as I get to know her more. A single mother with a adult daughter since she never got married as her husband ran away with another woman when her daughter was six.

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The next destination was the Giant Buddha. By then the sun raised high above the sky. It was dreadful hot even we Malaysian got use to this weather. As we walked up to the Buddha, the place was crowded with tourists. Many from Singapore and Malaysia, some were from Europe as well as Australia and others.

It was another breathtaking view to see the view of the other side of phuket from a high point. Instead of beaches, we could see seaside with boats and jetties from far. On top of the hill, lied the giant statue of Buddha. We took photos of the statue before we moved to another stop.

It was a brief stop in the midway for elephant feeding. Everyone was enjoying themselves with feeding food to the elephants. There were adult and young elephants being taken care of by the thai’s tourism.

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It was lunch time for the group. We were taken to a thai restaurant next to the seaside. Beautiful overlooking view of the sea with fishing boats while we had our lunch. As usual, pineapple fried rice, fried “kang kung”, phad thai, mango salad, basil chicken, BBQ crispy pork as well as tom yum seafood soup were the dishes served. Finally we were also refreshed with cold coconut as well as red ruby for desert.

After lunch, it was a shopping stop. Cashew nut factory, honey farm and jewelries factory were the destinations before we headed to phuket old town for sightseeing.

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By the time we reached back to the hotel, it was 5 pm in the evening. The next itinerary was for us to wash up and relax in our rooms before headed for dinner at 7 pm.

I followed Ms Ling to the third floor where our room located. Ms Ling opened the dark brown door with her tag card, I followed her into the room. It was a big room with two large single beds, a balcony overlooking the view of the town. I helped Ms Ling to put her luggage at the luggage area while Ms Ling switched on all the lights.

“YJ, I going to have a shower first ok” she said.

I nodded.

I started unpacked my stuff as I noticed Ms Ling’s luggage was wide opened. Her inner wears were on top of her other clothes. There were maroon lace bra and panty set, pink satin bra and panty set, a brown satin chemise and 2 pieces silver satin sleepwear. I tried to browse through them and most of them were from lasenza brand. I also tried to sneak through the label… it was D70.

At that instant, my cock spring alive. Then I went back to unpack my stuff before she came of out the shower.

“I am done… you can come in to get ready…” she called from the bathroom as the door opened slightly.

I took my clothes and slowly walked into the bathroom. It was covered with mist and Ms Ling was standing in front to the wash basin applying her skin care. She was wearing a black t-shirt and a brown short.

I put my clothes on the side of the wash basin table as Ms Ling slowly walked out of the bathroom. The mist in the bathroom slowly disappeared as I closed the door. It was a large bathroom with two wash basins with large mirror. The white tile floor felt smooth as I need to walk more steps than the usual to the toilet bowl. The bathroom has a shower area as well as a bath tub. I removed all my clothes and sat on the toilet bowl to pass urine. Suddenly I stepped on a small piece of cloth. So I took it up and it was Ms Ling’s purple satin panty. Without hesitation, I put it to my nose and smell it. I was hoping there was some mushy smell of Ms Ling’s pussy but it was floral perfume smell.

Then something came out my naughty mind, I wrapped the satin panty to my cock and started jerking my hard cock. With every pump, my mind was wondering about Ms Ling’s inner wears on her luggage bag. My hands move faster and faster… till I growl a small moan. My semen splashed here and there, also stained some on her panty.

Then, there was a knock on the door.

“YJ… I left something in the bathroom, can you get it for me?”

[esteban]

So difficult to go out for fun now. Best to read sbf stories.

Thank guys for posting.

[SerajaPower]

Very nice updates, support for more

[phequac]

Good story bro. Please continue. Thanks

[Cash8877]

keep on sharing this story TS, it's really nice.