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The Sentosa cable car is down for overhaul, but one of the carriages hold special memories for me ...
It was a bright and sunny morning. We met at the top of the Mount Faber Cable Car Station. I was wearing my bermudas and a polo T. You were wearing a bright yellow bikini, and just a pareo. We met with a hug, and a kiss that was apparently too passionate for the service staff around. We grinned and boarded on one of the empty carriages bound for Sentosa.
It started innocently enough. We were just sitting down properly, and watching the scenery. However, feeling my hand roaming your body, smelling that faint perfume on you, and seeing that gentle rise and fall of your breast, with a little jut just pressing on your bikini ... it was too much distraction. I couldn't resist, and leaned in and kissed your neck, taking in a deep breath of your scent. You giggled when I kissed again, and turned around to chide me.
"Wei," you began, but did not finish your sentence. Our lips met, first gently, tenderly, then with greater passion. I held your chin, opened my mouth a little, sucking your upper lips, then sought entrance with my tongue. You resisted for a while, before relenting.
As our tongues tasted each other, I felt you take a deep breath. I had one hand on your back, the other roaming over your body. I cupped your breast with the free hand, lifting and caressing the warm softness, feeling your nipple getting hard through the soft bikini fabric.
"No, don't," you pulled back. "Others will see ..." We were in a little glass bubble, and there were cable cars passing by in the opposite direction.
"Nonsense," I countered. "They cannot see beyond the reflection ... but even if a few tourists do see ... well ... we can show them we are also a passionate people! Hee hee ..."
"No ... No ..." you protested, but allowed me to kiss you again. This type, we were more ... engaged with strong suction and tongues fighting. My hand went to your breast again. This time, my fingers traced the outline of the bikini along the smooth flesh ... then reached in towards the tit. "Mmph ..." was all you could manage to groan as I did not let you break contact with my kiss. I rubbed my forefinger around the erect nipple, arousing you further. Then, I couldn't resist and bent down to suckle.
I sucked in earnest, caressing the other one too. You tilted your head back and let out a moan "Oh god ...stop ... oh god ..." Your hands were holding my head, half wanting to keep it there, half wanting to push away. The excitement of being sucked in public, this time suspended in mid-air was so thrilling, you soon felt the tingling wetness between your legs.
Sensing your eagerness, one of my hands reached between your legs and ran my finger along the slit through the fabric of your bikini brief.
"Ahhhh .... no, no, stop .... Ahhhh, stop!" you were yelling, but your hands were running over my head and shoulder. I grinned. I switch to suck on the other nipple, and inserted 2 fingers under the hem of your bikini brief, and ran them up and down your slit, feeling the short trim bush. Your hand reached for mine, but you were too high to mount any resistance.
Then, I stopped abruptly, and before you could register, I got down on my knees, ripped off your briefs, pulled open your legs, and buried my face in between.
"Urgh ... oh god .... Ahhhh .... no you naughty boy .... ahhh!" I started to taste the warm juices as you got terribly wet. I positioned myself and shifted your legs to gain access, and began eating, sucking and licking, darting my tongue everywhere I can reach. Then I reached in a finger as well, twisting and rubbing. There you were, in a cable car, swaying gently in mid air, horny like hell and being eaten alive.
"Ahhhh... no ... Uurgh .... No ... Ahhhh ... I'm cuming dear .... I'm cuming .... AAAAAhhhh Ahhhhh!" It didn't take long for you to cum .... I soon felt your legs gripping my head as you gripped the sides of the seat and came hard. You screamed so loudly I thought the next car could hear us. As you jerked your hips and literally squirted I happily sucked you up.
By now I was horny as hell. I unzipped my pants and freed my throbbing manhood from its confines. You saw it, and wasted no time grabbing it and swallowing the whole length. "Oh .... uh ..... yes baby ..." now it was my turn to groan in pleasure as we switched to me seating and you kneeling. You sucked the tip, and deep throated the whole length, while caressing my ball with your hand. It was more than I could bear. I pulled you up until you straddle me, and entered as you sat down on me.
We both groaned in unison. I held you as you moved up and down. As you were bobbing, you caught glimpses of the car behind us. By now we were throwing caution to the wind as the we had the most public love making session ever. I could feel pressure building up, and we were nearing the Sentosa station. I pulled out my manhood, then pressed you on the glass, facing the cars in the opposite direction, and then spread and entered you from behind. This time we could really see the tourist staring at a dishevelled coupled. Although they couldn't quite see what was happening at the seat, it was easy to guess.
I stopped for a while, feeling your tunnel caressed the full length of my manhood. "Ahhh ... ahhhh ...." you were cuming again, as I started pumping faster and harder too. I could feel you backing into me, matching my rhythm as the pressure started building again. This time , I pumped even faster, crying "Baby ... baby" mixed with your groans and cries until I froze and you feel me cum inside you, my meat pulsating as it offloaded its juices into you.
We barely had time to wear back our clothes before the cable car reached the destination. To this day, we're not sure who if anybody really saw what happened then.....
The Sentosa cable car is down for overhaul, but one of the carriages hold special memories for me ...
It was a bright and sunny morning. We met at the top of the Mount Faber Cable Car Station. I was wearing my bermudas and a polo T. You were wearing a bright yellow bikini, and just a pareo. We met with a hug, and a kiss that was apparently too passionate for the service staff around. We grinned and boarded on one of the empty carriages bound for Sentosa.
It started innocently enough. We were just sitting down properly, and watching the scenery. However, feeling my hand roaming your body, smelling that faint perfume on you, and seeing that gentle rise and fall of your breast, with a little jut just pressing on your bikini ... it was too much distraction. I couldn't resist, and leaned in and kissed your neck, taking in a deep breath of your scent. You giggled when I kissed again, and turned around to chide me.
"Wei," you began, but did not finish your sentence. Our lips met, first gently, tenderly, then with greater passion. I held your chin, opened my mouth a little, sucking your upper lips, then sought entrance with my tongue. You resisted for a while, before relenting.
As our tongues tasted each other, I felt you take a deep breath. I had one hand on your back, the other roaming over your body. I cupped your breast with the free hand, lifting and caressing the warm softness, feeling your nipple getting hard through the soft bikini fabric.
"No, don't," you pulled back. "Others will see ..." We were in a little glass bubble, and there were cable cars passing by in the opposite direction.
"Nonsense," I countered. "They cannot see beyond the reflection ... but even if a few tourists do see ... well ... we can show them we are also a passionate people! Hee hee ..."
"No ... No ..." you protested, but allowed me to kiss you again. This type, we were more ... engaged with strong suction and tongues fighting. My hand went to your breast again. This time, my fingers traced the outline of the bikini along the smooth flesh ... then reached in towards the tit. "Mmph ..." was all you could manage to groan as I did not let you break contact with my kiss. I rubbed my forefinger around the erect nipple, arousing you further. Then, I couldn't resist and bent down to suckle.
I sucked in earnest, caressing the other one too. You tilted your head back and let out a moan "Oh god ...stop ... oh god ..." Your hands were holding my head, half wanting to keep it there, half wanting to push away. The excitement of being sucked in public, this time suspended in mid-air was so thrilling, you soon felt the tingling wetness between your legs.
Sensing your eagerness, one of my hands reached between your legs and ran my finger along the slit through the fabric of your bikini brief.
"Ahhhh .... no, no, stop .... Ahhhh, stop!" you were yelling, but your hands were running over my head and shoulder. I grinned. I switch to suck on the other nipple, and inserted 2 fingers under the hem of your bikini brief, and ran them up and down your slit, feeling the short trim bush. Your hand reached for mine, but you were too high to mount any resistance.
Then, I stopped abruptly, and before you could register, I got down on my knees, ripped off your briefs, pulled open your legs, and buried my face in between.
"Urgh ... oh god .... Ahhhh .... no you naughty boy .... ahhh!" I started to taste the warm juices as you got terribly wet. I positioned myself and shifted your legs to gain access, and began eating, sucking and licking, darting my tongue everywhere I can reach. Then I reached in a finger as well, twisting and rubbing. There you were, in a cable car, swaying gently in mid air, horny like hell and being eaten alive.
"Ahhhh... no ... Uurgh .... No ... Ahhhh ... I'm cuming dear .... I'm cuming .... AAAAAhhhh Ahhhhh!" It didn't take long for you to cum .... I soon felt your legs gripping my head as you gripped the sides of the seat and came hard. You screamed so loudly I thought the next car could hear us. As you jerked your hips and literally squirted I happily sucked you up.
By now I was horny as hell. I unzipped my pants and freed my throbbing manhood from its confines. You saw it, and wasted no time grabbing it and swallowing the whole length. "Oh .... uh ..... yes baby ..." now it was my turn to groan in pleasure as we switched to me seating and you kneeling. You sucked the tip, and deep throated the whole length, while caressing my ball with your hand. It was more than I could bear. I pulled you up until you straddle me, and entered as you sat down on me.
We both groaned in unison. I held you as you moved up and down. As you were bobbing, you caught glimpses of the car behind us. By now we were throwing caution to the wind as the we had the most public love making session ever. I could feel pressure building up, and we were nearing the Sentosa station. I pulled out my manhood, then pressed you on the glass, facing the cars in the opposite direction, and then spread and entered you from behind. This time we could really see the tourist staring at a dishevelled coupled. Although they couldn't quite see what was happening at the seat, it was easy to guess.
I stopped for a while, feeling your tunnel caressed the full length of my manhood. "Ahhh ... ahhhh ...." you were cuming again, as I started pumping faster and harder too. I could feel you backing into me, matching my rhythm as the pressure started building again. This time , I pumped even faster, crying "Baby ... baby" mixed with your groans and cries until I froze and you feel me cum inside you, my meat pulsating as it offloaded its juices into you.
We barely had time to wear back our clothes before the cable car reached the destination. To this day, we're not sure who if anybody really saw what happened then.....
The Sentosa cable car is down for overhaul, but one of the carriages hold special memories for me ...
It was a bright and sunny morning. We met at the top of the Mount Faber Cable Car Station. I was wearing my bermudas and a polo T. You were wearing a bright yellow bikini, and just a pareo. We met with a hug, and a kiss that was apparently too passionate for the service staff around. We grinned and boarded on one of the empty carriages bound for Sentosa.
It started innocently enough. We were just sitting down properly, and watching the scenery. However, feeling my hand roaming your body, smelling that faint perfume on you, and seeing that gentle rise and fall of your breast, with a little jut just pressing on your bikini ... it was too much distraction. I couldn't resist, and leaned in and kissed your neck, taking in a deep breath of your scent. You giggled when I kissed again, and turned around to chide me.
"Wei," you began, but did not finish your sentence. Our lips met, first gently, tenderly, then with greater passion. I held your chin, opened my mouth a little, sucking your upper lips, then sought entrance with my tongue. You resisted for a while, before relenting.
As our tongues tasted each other, I felt you take a deep breath. I had one hand on your back, the other roaming over your body. I cupped your breast with the free hand, lifting and caressing the warm softness, feeling your nipple getting hard through the soft bikini fabric.
"No, don't," you pulled back. "Others will see ..." We were in a little glass bubble, and there were cable cars passing by in the opposite direction.
"Nonsense," I countered. "They cannot see beyond the reflection ... but even if a few tourists do see ... well ... we can show them we are also a passionate people! Hee hee ..."
"No ... No ..." you protested, but allowed me to kiss you again. This type, we were more ... engaged with strong suction and tongues fighting. My hand went to your breast again. This time, my fingers traced the outline of the bikini along the smooth flesh ... then reached in towards the tit. "Mmph ..." was all you could manage to groan as I did not let you break contact with my kiss. I rubbed my forefinger around the erect nipple, arousing you further. Then, I couldn't resist and bent down to suckle.
I sucked in earnest, caressing the other one too. You tilted your head back and let out a moan "Oh god ...stop ... oh god ..." Your hands were holding my head, half wanting to keep it there, half wanting to push away. The excitement of being sucked in public, this time suspended in mid-air was so thrilling, you soon felt the tingling wetness between your legs.
Sensing your eagerness, one of my hands reached between your legs and ran my finger along the slit through the fabric of your bikini brief.
"Ahhhh .... no, no, stop .... Ahhhh, stop!" you were yelling, but your hands were running over my head and shoulder. I grinned. I switch to suck on the other nipple, and inserted 2 fingers under the hem of your bikini brief, and ran them up and down your slit, feeling the short trim bush. Your hand reached for mine, but you were too high to mount any resistance.
Then, I stopped abruptly, and before you could register, I got down on my knees, ripped off your briefs, pulled open your legs, and buried my face in between.
"Urgh ... oh god .... Ahhhh .... no you naughty boy .... ahhh!" I started to taste the warm juices as you got terribly wet. I positioned myself and shifted your legs to gain access, and began eating, sucking and licking, darting my tongue everywhere I can reach. Then I reached in a finger as well, twisting and rubbing. There you were, in a cable car, swaying gently in mid air, horny like hell and being eaten alive.
"Ahhhh... no ... Uurgh .... No ... Ahhhh ... I'm cuming dear .... I'm cuming .... AAAAAhhhh Ahhhhh!" It didn't take long for you to cum .... I soon felt your legs gripping my head as you gripped the sides of the seat and came hard. You screamed so loudly I thought the next car could hear us. As you jerked your hips and literally squirted I happily sucked you up.
By now I was horny as hell. I unzipped my pants and freed my throbbing manhood from its confines. You saw it, and wasted no time grabbing it and swallowing the whole length. "Oh .... uh ..... yes baby ..." now it was my turn to groan in pleasure as we switched to me seating and you kneeling. You sucked the tip, and deep throated the whole length, while caressing my ball with your hand. It was more than I could bear. I pulled you up until you straddle me, and entered as you sat down on me.
We both groaned in unison. I held you as you moved up and down. As you were bobbing, you caught glimpses of the car behind us. By now we were throwing caution to the wind as the we had the most public love making session ever. I could feel pressure building up, and we were nearing the Sentosa station. I pulled out my manhood, then pressed you on the glass, facing the cars in the opposite direction, and then spread and entered you from behind. This time we could really see the tourist staring at a dishevelled coupled. Although they couldn't quite see what was happening at the seat, it was easy to guess.
I stopped for a while, feeling your tunnel caressed the full length of my manhood. "Ahhh ... ahhhh ...." you were cuming again, as I started pumping faster and harder too. I could feel you backing into me, matching my rhythm as the pressure started building again. This time , I pumped even faster, crying "Baby ... baby" mixed with your groans and cries until I froze and you feel me cum inside you, my meat pulsating as it offloaded its juices into you.
We barely had time to wear back our clothes before the cable car reached the destination. To this day, we're not sure who if anybody really saw what happened then.....
there are many hideout bushes in mt faber where sexmobiles could be distantly observed humping up and down. rocking the empty cable car is not a good idea. there is camera inside.
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The Sentosa cable car is down for overhaul, but one of the carriages hold special memories for me ...
