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I gently knocked on the door and opened it. Good thing she didn’t lock it. She was a mess, with tears flowing down her cheeks. She apologised and quickly proceeded to wash up. She asked me to go out and help her to bring her clothes in. I put her clothes in the washroom and go out for another smoke.

She came out after a while fully dressed. She asked me for the payment and I reminded her that I have booked her for 6 hours. She seems devastated. I got her to sit and got her a drink and chit-chat with her.

Realised that she is obviously not a very smart girl. She is into this business because she wanted to buy a LV bag. All her friends have been laughing at her for not having a ‘branded’ bag and one of her lousy friends recommended an OKT to her with promises of big money. In fact, I was her first customer, other than the lucky OKT who tried her exactly 3 days earlier. Damn stupid girl to lose her virginity to the OKT. The OKT didn’t even pay her that time!
After a while, I realised that it is not worth it to keep her longer… I don’t want to be Auntie Agony to her, so I paid up, including a big tip.

Overall, a nice bonk because of her youth, but too inexperienced. Think I prefer my fuck buddies better.

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I received a wedding invitation when I went to my parent’s place that night for dinner. I thought it was from Pearlyn, but to my surprised, it was from Jessie, my uni coursemate.

Jessie is a simple and gentle girl. Not very pretty by the usual standards, but it was her mannerism that attracted people to her. Back in my uni days, both of us are attached to other people, but we do spend a fair bit of time together as we are always in the same project or discussion groups. We even have common breaks as we took the same modules. I didn’t have any ulterior motives with her and considered her my good female friend. Her BF then was older than her and was working in HK as an engineer then. She was not very good in Cantonese, so I had to teach her so that she can go over to HK to be with her BF.

After graduation, we kinda slowly lost track of each other, so this ‘red bomb’ came as a surprise. I rsvp to her to confirm my attendance and to say that I am genuinely happy for her to be able to marry her BF of 7 years.

On her wedding day, I arrived at the hotel with a huge angbao. It was the biggest I have ever prepared. Even enough for the whole table, but I thought it would bless my good friend. I kinda regret attending because I know none of the people in my table. I was surrounded by 7 ladies and 2 guys. I was the odd one out as the rest of them clearly knew one another. They were Jessie secondary and jc classmates.

Thankfully, the ladies were very opened (maybe due to the red wine?) and got me involved in their conversation. Both the guys don’t look very happy though, especially I told them that I am a pilot. The lady on my right was clearly quite high that she didn’t realised that her top was very loose and each time she leans towards me, I could see all the way down her chest. I was trying my best to avoid looking at her as she was married (has ring). For a married woman, she was quite pretty but clearly not very sophisticated.

As the dinner dragged on, the lady (Bernice) gave me her namecard. She was from Fujifilm, marketing department and told me to look for her if I needed a digital camera, which I was casually talking about to keep the awkward conversation going. I had no intention of contacting her.

As Jessie came over to my table, I congratulated her and watched her got saboed by her classmates. She told me that she’s leaving for HK to be with her husband. I wished her well and promised to keep in touch.

After the dinner, I casually asked if any of the ladies require a lift. I didn’t expect anyone to take up my offer, just thought that it was the gentlemanly thing to say, but to my horror, Bernice said yes! Shit! Hope she don’t puke in my father’s car (I borrowed for the night as I have not gotten my car.)

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welcome back bro with a nice landing :)

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Bro care to share some girl as I always go oversea cause i got my own bussiness in many country and so need to travel down to the warehouse every 2 weeks need to go so maybe got a chance..

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Great story! Awaiting the next turn of events... Upz you!

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I was thankful that another of the girl volunteered to accompany Bernice. I don’t want to be accused of anything with this crazy woman.

By the time we left, many of the ladies were pretty wasted (due to the saboing and toasting of the bride and groom). The other girl (Can’t remember her name) helped to walk Bernice to the hotel carpark. I was just about to move off when a handphone rang. The other picked it up and told me to stop the car as her boyfriend was on his way to the hotel now to fetch her. I let her off at the front pouch of the hotel and drove off with Bernice in the front seat dozing away. Wah piangz.

She was clearly under the influence of alcohol as she was mumbling away. As she shifted about, her loose top opened up in such a way that her whole left bra can be seen. Maybe it was the angle that she was sitting, the half cup was bent in such a way that her nipple was exposed. I resisted the temptation to molest her as I proceeded towards her house, but with each stoppage of the car, I just cannot help but look at her breast. I think it is of quite nice size.

When I reached her open air carpark, it was pretty dark and she was snoring away. My naughty hands just cannot resist touching her nipple. It started with just a quick touch, but as I realised that she was still snoring away, I grabbed the whole left breast and squeeze it gently. It felt good, but very naughty.

After a while, I thought enough is enough, so I tried to wake her up. As expected, she was already delirious and could not even tell me her unit number. I opened up her small bag and tried to find her IC for her address, but I guessed she did not bring her purse. I saw her hp and thankfully it was unlocked. I tried to look for Home or some name that suggest it was her husband. I found the contact “Dear Dear” and called the number.

It was clear from the ringing that it was an oversea call. It was promptly stopped by the other end. I thought of trying again when I received an sms from the same number. (I’m in a impt meeting with the Jap client. Don’t call. Use Viber later. Go to sleep honey.)

So her husband was not in Spore. Aiya… How to check her address then? At that moment, I thankfully saw that her hubby’s contact in her hp included their home address. It looks correct… same block and road name. Should be correct lah.

I tried to wake her up, but she was completely gone. I had to carry her to the lift lobby and somehow managed to bring her to her doorsteps. I pressed on the doorbell, but there was no answer. I used the keys in her bag to open the gate and door and kind dragged her into her own house.

I half carry half dragged her to a room I presumed to be the master bedroom and left her on the bed. It was on reflection that at this point of time, I didn’t really have any naughty thoughts to take advantage of her. Just wanted to dump her and head for home to sleep.

It was only when she moved in such a way that her legs were split and I can clearly see her lacy panty that I got aroused.

I switched off the lights and slipped my fingers into her panty. I started to play with her clitoris and it started to get wet pretty fast. I remembered that my heart was pounding with excitement. There was genuine fear that she will wake up or at least be slightly conscious.

I continued to push my luck and also my finger into her pussy. It was wet and warm, but still there was no movement from Bernice. I decided to risk it. I pulled her to the edge of the bed and observed her for any response. There was none. I slowly pulled up her dress and pulled down her panty. I took out my hp and started taking pictures of her naked pussy, ensuring that I took her face as well.

I don’t know whether it was the alcohol that gave me the courage and urgency. I took off my pants and underwear and in that instance, I didn’t care about protection or the fact that I am committing a crime.
I slowly inserted my engorged penis into her wet cunt. It really felt good and terribly exciting. I pumped slowly and watched her for reaction. She was knocked out completely. Don’t drink if you cannot tahan lah. I used my hp to capture the video as I pumped slowly.

Using my spare hands, I unbuttoned her top to reveal the matching bra and I was pleasantly surprised to see that it was the front clip type which I easily unclipped to reveal the pair of tits. They looked really yummy as I fondled then as I recorded on video and I pumped away.

Maybe it was the excitement, but I felt the urge to cum relatively fast. My mind was still thinking where to shoot when I felt the sensation of my penis releasing the deadly load. Shit. I cummed into her pussy. As I pulled out my penis, I still could see it squirting onto her pussy.

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Shit. What should I do? I quickly took some tissue to gently clean her pussy area. It was hard to slip her panty back on and to clip her bra back. I was just about the button her top that she started to move. Aiya.. I decided to leave it. I took all the stain tissues and dumped them directly into the chute.
I slipped out of the house and threw her keys back in before I closed the main door. My heart was pounding away as I headed for my car. Oh dear… What did I do? Will I get caught?

When I reached home, I thought I better be careful about it. I downloaded all the images and videos into my comp and erased them in my phone. I downloaded an app that promised to ‘completely delete’ the files by overwriting it 10 times.

I then transferred all the past images and videos that I have collected so far and burnt them into 5 separate DVDs. First thing tmr, I will dump the DVDs into my safe deposit box. I then ‘sanitize’ my comp thoroughly too. With that, I went to bed with a mixture of fear and guilt.

A few days later, I received an sms from Jessie to thank me for the big angbao that I have given to her. I called her up and had a chit-chat with her as I didn’t manage to catch up with her during the dinner. She told me that Bernice and some of the other girls have been asking her for my hp number! I was shocked and asked why especially about Bernice.

Jessie laughingly told me that some of the girls, including Bernice, found me attractive and wanted to befriend me. I mentioned that Bernice is married and Jessie told me that that did not stop Bernice from having fun whenever her husband was out-station. What a slut, I was just thinking, when Jessie blurted out the exact words. We had a good laugh and promised to catch up with Jessie when she returns to Singapore. (She was following her husband to HK to be a tai-tai.)

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I was flying the Spore – LA direct flight now that I am qualified on the A380. I simply loved my work. Not only is the allowance good, I had time between flights to rest and to sight-see in the States.

On one of my flights, I saw in the flight manifest that the Russian tennis player, Anna Kounikova, was in one of the first class seats. As part of the effort to maintain our corporate image, the Captain and I are supposed to greet the passengers (first class) and chit-chat with them and to provide some freebies from time to time. I guess it’s the little touch like this that makes our airline so famous for our service.

I took the opportunity to meet Anna Kounikova face- to-face. As she stood up to shake my hands, I realised that she is quite tall, especially with heels! I am 1.82m, so I am fairly tall by local standards, but facing her, I think she is easily 1.73m (1.8m with heels). Her skin colour was radiant and she has a perfect smile (and boobs). Her English was excellent (having stayed in US for most of her life). We had some chit-chat and I asked for her autograph. I thought she looked stunning for a 31 years old lady. Had fantasy about her then.

In between one of the numerous flights, I was in LA and I was invited by a friend to play tennis at the Toluca Lake Tennis Club. I used to play tennis for my JC school team and it is one of the sports that I bothered to maintain my standards. I have just emerged from the changing room when I bumped into Anna Kounikova again! My heart skipped a beat when I saw her in her tennis attire up close! Wow! What a perfect body and pretty hair!

I was surprised that she actually remembered me. “You are the Handsome pilot the other day! Why are you here? Are you stalking me? she asked jokingly. We had a good laugh and lo and behold, she invited me to play with her and her friends. She was just done conducting a tennis clinic with some of the top under 15 players in US.

My friend and I joined her troupe of people and I felt privileged to play with Anna. She was just having fun, but I was trying my best not to lose face amongst all the professionals there. Thankfully my friend was playing worse than me! Hahaha… I ended up playing doubles and was paired with Anna. Even in her playful mood, her serve was as deadly as it goes.

Thankfully, my friend and I didn’t overly embarrass ourselves before the game was interrupted by the rain. We went to the lounge area where we chill off and had some drinks. Anna was genuinely interested in planes and flying and about Singapore and we had a long chat about flying. I promised her that if there is a chance, I will invite her to the cockpit. I’m sure my airline would be pleased. We exchanged contact. My friend was so envious of me when we finally left the tennis club.

Later in the evening, I was bored and decided to try my luck with Anna. I called her up and pretended to be unfamiliar in that area and asked if she is free for dinner. To my surprise, she actually agreed! She suggested the BLT Steak at Sunset Boulevard and we fixed the time to meet there directly. (I wanted to fetch her, but she declined since I don’t have a car… heehee..)
I rushed to the place in a cab, promising an extra $20 if the driver can reach there fast and boy did the driver earned that extra. I was on the verge of puking when the cab reached the place. Can’t imagine a pilot getting ‘car-sick’ right…

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Thankfully I reached there before Anna did. I saw a long queue of pop star wannabes waiting for their turn to get into the steakhouse and I was worried that we might need to queue as well. Anna reached there and I gave her a friendly peck on her cheeks. She guided me into the steakhouse, bypassing all the people outside. Oh... she made a reservation. Boy was I glad.

We settled down at a nice cosy corner. The place was nicely decorated and has this nice feel to it. We ordered the cucumber gin cocktail to start and were recommended the Kumamoto and Malpeque oysters. They were excellent! Sweet and plump and fresh!

Over the American Wagyu steak dinner, Anna and I chatted about life in Singapore and gushed about the MBS. She mentioned that she wanted to sneak over sometime to go to Singapore to have a look, but her schedule is always pretty packed. Despite being retired as a player, she still have lots of commitments (advertisers and commercials).

I offhandedly suggested that I can help to sneak her off to Singapore and back with 4 days. I can get direct flights for her and back. She seemed really intrigued by the possibility. Seeing her interest, I did a quick check online about the available flights and true enough, the flights schedule showed a window of opportunity if she can avail herself for the next 3 days.

The determined spirit in her showed when she amazed me by calling her PA and started rearranging her schedule. I was shock beyond words. Once she said yes, I quickly started calling the office to arrange for the flight to and back. I was going to fly back anyway, so I needed no tickets. I managed to get a first class ticket for her after much persuasion. I wanted her to have the best seat.

What an interesting dinner we had. She had to send me back (she drove) to my hotel and promised to pick me up tomorrow and before she left, she gave me a quick kiss on the lips. Wow! Am I in luck? I could hardly sleep that night. My Captain called me to see if I wanted to share transport to the airport the next day and I sheepishly declined.

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Wow..the thread is getting more and more unrealistic..

Could sharapova or britney spears or who comes in the picture :eek::rolleyes:

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waiting for your takeoff briefing, First Officer :D

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Wow!!! Million dollars pussy if you can get hold of it..

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what you did to Bernice reminds me of Justin Lee:)

better not to keep this kind of pussy pics with you
they are criminal evidence which can be used in court against you if there is a need to

just can't understand why people like to film all these to keep them as as sort of trophies for their sexual conquest

that Justin is mentally sick, he filmed everything he did with every girl

maybe I'm old, I can't understand this kind of behavior:o

this world is getting mad, maybe some people really believe the world will end on 21 December 2012,so they want to do some outrageous stuff before they're gone

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Wah lau eh, the lobang getting bigger. Hope to hear about Hillary Clinton too. Hahaha

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hahaha we may get more great stuff