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Chris passionately kissed Jenny's neck as she grasped his back, releasing all her tensions. They had been making out on her sofa for 5 minutes when he started feeling agitated and distracted. As Jenny returned his kiss slowly and reserved, Chris began to wonder how he had gotten to this point.
Technically, Chris made the first move. However, it was Jenny's provocative kinesics and pheromones that intoxicated the senses of the boy who was still battling jet-lag, pleasantly impaired and vulnerable to the smells and spells in the air.
Before such an explosion of hormones and passion, they had been back in Jenny's apartment for only a few moments. Jenny had forgotten her mobile phone and Chris was thirsty. Chris stretched out on the sofa while Jenny excused herself to the bathroom. Moment's later, she came out smelling strong of perfume. After closing the curtains, the room was dim. “Let us take a short rest before we go back out” Jenny sat down next to Chris, who was staring at the ceiling with his arms crossed. His disciplined lack of acknowledging her strong body language was a direct challenge to her woman-hood. She scooted closer and closer to him until they were literally touching. The next thing he knew, he was embraced in her arms uncontrollably.
Soon, they transferred from the sofa to Jun's bed. They could of went the extra meter to Jen's bed but they were in such a rush. The idea of making love for the first time on someone else's sheets added to the excitement. He was down to his boxers now, and her to her silky black panties and braw. Chris struggled to unclasp her braw in all the excitement. Eventually, it unsnapped as he caressed her neck with his lips and tongue, his palms pressed to her bear cleavage. Her breasts felt warm and firm, yet soft and jello-like---with large nipples that he slowly caressed, first with his fingers, than with his lips and tongue.
She was lost in ecstasy frozen to the bed as he worked his magic on her upper half. Even though both of them were still dazed from jet-lag, everything flowed smoothly for this spontaneous communion of yin and yang---to both their benefit. At this point, sex was second-nature for him and she had her fair share of experience. Their bodies and instincts took over. Chris's hand worked down to remove the last barrier---her silk black lace panties; her groin was wet and warm as her kundalani energies raced through her lower torso. She clinched his hands retaking charge. ‘Stop…' she sat up smiling at him seductively ‘Lie down, I got something for you.' Chris, breathing heavily, complied like a loyal dog bowing to his master. Modestly, she covered her fully exposed breasts with one arm, while skillfully putting her hair back in a pony tail with her other free hand. Chris's self discipline and control running thinner, hurriedly removed his boxers. Like a hungry shark who tastes the first drop of blood, his organs were anxious to pursue a promising and replenishing meal.
Now in the pilot's seat, she went south, confident of her skills. Her technique was well developed, just to his likings. Lots of deftness, angle, and tempo variation had Chris in complete bliss. He could have burst his load right then and there, but he found just enough discipline to hold out. His eyes wandered around the room---they were surrounded by J-rock model boys and English soccer media heroes. ‘These perverts are getting a free show' he thought to himself. Building a dialogue in his head helped him to refocus the orgasmic pulses deep back in his gut. He grabbed the back of her head and followed her head's rhythm and steady tempo with his hips. His eyes followed the curves of her bent over body as her mouth went to work on him. His orgasmic waves began to build up again; he halted her head's groove, grabbing her arm and pulling her up to the same level. What followed next was a deep and passionate kiss that sent both of their teapots to full steam, the high pitched toot signal ready to give the train's green light any second… Destination: Coitus.
The tension in his stiffened pride began to build with a pinching of irritation. A combination of their passionate foreplay's fluid rush on top of several liters of bottled water reaching full capacity in his bladder ached for release. He grabbed her shoulders firmly detaching her sucking lips from his neck. “Sorry, I really have to use the restroom.” He pleaded.
She withdrew from on top of him; he jumped up racing to the toilet. “Don't get lost now.” She called after him.
With one hand pressing against the wall and the other hand aiming his gun, he let out a big sigh as his body released a clear jet stream of fluid. The stereo came on. A light sweet saxophone's melody filled the room from outside. Seeing the last few squirts take unpredictable quantum jumps on the toilet seat, he grabbed some tissue. After wiping the toilet seat and tip of his pride clean, he proceeded to the sink to wash his hands. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. Small bags were forming under his eyes complimenting their dark mascara-like outline. His face and entire body was reddening. He immersed his face in two handfuls of the cool refreshing tap water, secured his long bangs behind his ears, and turned off the faucet. After quickly patting his face and hands dry on a pink towel that hung on the door's hook, he proceeded back into the room.
He hadn't taken more than two steps from the bathroom when the front door swung open. Jenny, who was now lying on her bed naked, shrieked as she grabbed the comforter to cover herself in a reflex. Chris jumped back half a step, hesitant of what to do next. He stood frozen, fully exposed to the intruder.
As soon as Jun's focus and senses put two and two together, she felt just as embarrassed as the two who had almost been caught in the act. Before Jun could cover her eyes and turn around, she had gotten the brief, yet full and clear sight of Chris in his birthday suit. She had seen Jenny naked several times, but never seen another guy in real life as she did that moment. Even though she had slept with Chang several times already, she never did see him fully exposed. All of their sessions were in the dark with the lights off, and as a phoo ying Thai , she had been trained all her life not to be too curious, promiscuous, let alone expressive or inquisitive regarding sexual matters.
“ Tummai mai dai kort pratuu gorn la ?” Jenny asked loudly, giggling of embarrassment with a tint of pride.
“ Kor thot na puen ! Mai dai kit wa mee krai yuu .” Jun's sweet submissive voice suggested an apology. Jenny's giggles rubbed off on Jun and she began to laugh through her nostrils smiling to herself. By now, Chris was in the bathroom, door shut---the most embarrassed of them all.
From within the bathroom, he could hear the girls giggling and talking outside. A few moments later, there was a knock on the bathroom door. “It's me Jenny, I was just explaining to Jun that you were about to take a shower but forgot your clothes. Here, I brought them for you”
He opened the door a few inches, just enough for Jenny to hand him the boxers, slacks and a tee-shirt he had been wearing earlier. Chris played along and turned on the shower. Several minutes later, hair dripping wet, he walked out in to the room refreshed and composed in his day old out-fit.
Jun sat on her bed smirking at Jenny, who was wrapped in a towel on her own bed brushing her hair as Chris passed walked passed. He sat down on the sofa and opened his backpack skimming through his belongings nervously.
Finally, Jun broke the silence. “Why you wear smelly clothes after shower?” Jenny broke out laughing, followed by Jun, and then Chris. The ice was broken, and Chris felt irritated..
Lingual Footnotes
phoo ying Thai ¼ÙéËÔ§ä·Â : A Thai lady
Tummai mai dai kort pratuu gorn la ·ÓäÁ äÁè ä´é ¤Í´ »Ãе٠¡è͹ ÅÐ ? : Why didn't you knock first?
Kor thot na puen ! Mai dai kit wa mee krai yuu ¢Íâ·É¹èÐà¾×è͹ äÁèä´é¤Ô´ÇèÒã¤ÃÍÂÙè : I'm sorry my friend ! I didn't think anyone was here.
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