I grew up in a business-oriented family where wealth was everything, and travel wasn’t a priority. So, when I told my girlfriend back in June 2008 that I’d never left the Philippines, she decided it was time for a change. She suggested we take a trip to Hong Kong together. I couldn’t say no.
Our first day was uneventful. She was exhausted from the flight, shopping, and exploring the city. But on the second night, she surprised me in a way I’ll never forget. She emerged from the bathroom wearing a set of sheer fishnet overalls she claimed she’d had on all day. Whether that was true or not didn’t matter—I was captivated. She slipped off her shirt and pants to reveal the skimpiest bra and a see-through thong with delicate plastic straps. Beneath that, the fishnet hugged her body, accentuating every curve. She looked breathtaking: petite at 5'2", with a 34B-24-34 figure, fair skin, and brown hair that framed her glowing face.
We started with soft kisses and gentle touches, which quickly escalated into more intimate exploration. I teased her, kissing and nibbling my way down her body until I reached her sensitive spots. She let out a soft, drawn-out moan when I brought her to her first climax with just my fingers. I wanted to take my time and make her come again, this time with my tongue. But just as I was about to kneel before her, she stopped me with a surprising request.
“Open the curtains,” she said, her voice confident.
I hesitated. “The blackout curtains?”
“All of them,” she replied, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
We were on the 24th floor, so I assumed it was safe. No one could see us, right? But as I pulled the curtains back, I realized I was wrong. Across from us were several buildings with windows directly facing ours. I instinctively started to close the curtains, but she stopped me.
“It’s okay,” she whispered, standing by the open window, her fishnet outfit glistening in the city lights. “No one knows us here. Let them watch.”
She knelt before me, pulling down my boxers. Her hands moved skillfully as she began to please me, her lips wrapping around my cock with enthusiasm. She apologized for not mastering deep-throating yet, mentioning with a giggle that practicing with a banana wasn’t quite the same. Despite that, she was incredible, her determination sending waves of pleasure through me. When I told her I was close, she opened her mouth wide, eager to catch everything. Instead, I gave her a full facial, which she accepted with a playful smirk before resuming her attention on me.
She went right back to sucking my dick right after that. It still felt good even if my dick was limp as if not wanting to participate any further. Took us around 15 minutes of continuous sucking i think (felt like an hour though) before my dick finally stood to it’s full potential again. Then she stood by the window, her figure silhouetted against the glow of the city. She spread her legs slightly and turned to me with a devilish grin. “Let’s give them a good show,” she said, pointing to a young man in a nearby building who was clearly watching.
Caught up in her daring attitude, I entered her by the window. I pressed her breasts against the cool glass, her body arching as I entered her. Her soft moans filled the room, growing louder as we switched positions. We moved from the window to a chair, then onto the desk, where I pounded into her harder than ever. She responded passionately, her voice echoing through the room.
At one point, her moans grew so loud that the hotel phone rang. It was the front desk asking us to keep it down. I apologized while still moving inside her, trying to muffle her sounds. But she wasn’t having it. “Don’t stop,” she whispered. “I want you to fuck me.”
Her words drove me wild, and I continued until we both reached our peaks again. She lay trembling on the desk afterward, her body quivering with aftershocks. Her smile was pure bliss.
We eventually made it to bed, collapsing into each other’s arms with the curtains still open. The next morning, as we headed out for breakfast, we noticed the hotel staff giving us knowing smiles. My girlfriend leaned in close and whispered, “Let’s do it again tonight. And tomorrow before we check out.”
I couldn’t agree more.
Our first day was uneventful. She was exhausted from the flight, shopping, and exploring the city. But on the second night, she surprised me in a way I’ll never forget. She emerged from the bathroom wearing a set of sheer fishnet overalls she claimed she’d had on all day. Whether that was true or not didn’t matter—I was captivated. She slipped off her shirt and pants to reveal the skimpiest bra and a see-through thong with delicate plastic straps. Beneath that, the fishnet hugged her body, accentuating every curve. She looked breathtaking: petite at 5'2", with a 34B-24-34 figure, fair skin, and brown hair that framed her glowing face.
We started with soft kisses and gentle touches, which quickly escalated into more intimate exploration. I teased her, kissing and nibbling my way down her body until I reached her sensitive spots. She let out a soft, drawn-out moan when I brought her to her first climax with just my fingers. I wanted to take my time and make her come again, this time with my tongue. But just as I was about to kneel before her, she stopped me with a surprising request.
“Open the curtains,” she said, her voice confident.
I hesitated. “The blackout curtains?”
“All of them,” she replied, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
We were on the 24th floor, so I assumed it was safe. No one could see us, right? But as I pulled the curtains back, I realized I was wrong. Across from us were several buildings with windows directly facing ours. I instinctively started to close the curtains, but she stopped me.
“It’s okay,” she whispered, standing by the open window, her fishnet outfit glistening in the city lights. “No one knows us here. Let them watch.”
She knelt before me, pulling down my boxers. Her hands moved skillfully as she began to please me, her lips wrapping around my cock with enthusiasm. She apologized for not mastering deep-throating yet, mentioning with a giggle that practicing with a banana wasn’t quite the same. Despite that, she was incredible, her determination sending waves of pleasure through me. When I told her I was close, she opened her mouth wide, eager to catch everything. Instead, I gave her a full facial, which she accepted with a playful smirk before resuming her attention on me.
She went right back to sucking my dick right after that. It still felt good even if my dick was limp as if not wanting to participate any further. Took us around 15 minutes of continuous sucking i think (felt like an hour though) before my dick finally stood to it’s full potential again. Then she stood by the window, her figure silhouetted against the glow of the city. She spread her legs slightly and turned to me with a devilish grin. “Let’s give them a good show,” she said, pointing to a young man in a nearby building who was clearly watching.
Caught up in her daring attitude, I entered her by the window. I pressed her breasts against the cool glass, her body arching as I entered her. Her soft moans filled the room, growing louder as we switched positions. We moved from the window to a chair, then onto the desk, where I pounded into her harder than ever. She responded passionately, her voice echoing through the room.
At one point, her moans grew so loud that the hotel phone rang. It was the front desk asking us to keep it down. I apologized while still moving inside her, trying to muffle her sounds. But she wasn’t having it. “Don’t stop,” she whispered. “I want you to fuck me.”
Her words drove me wild, and I continued until we both reached our peaks again. She lay trembling on the desk afterward, her body quivering with aftershocks. Her smile was pure bliss.
We eventually made it to bed, collapsing into each other’s arms with the curtains still open. The next morning, as we headed out for breakfast, we noticed the hotel staff giving us knowing smiles. My girlfriend leaned in close and whispered, “Let’s do it again tonight. And tomorrow before we check out.”
I couldn’t agree more.
