11.05.2012, 11:06
..und weiter gehts.
“Pourquo vous dormir seul? Voulez une fille?”
Ohh, that’s Sakalava Resort room service. Great! Yes, let’s see whats on offer. Hasso remembered seeing some chamber maids in the afternoon, cleaning the bungalows. They smiled and waved at him at that time. May be they are the only “filles” at this remote place the guard is talking about?
5 minutes later 2 shadows appeared at the side of the bungalow. He could recognize in the dimly moonlight one of the maids with the guard. Coming closer, he could see her shy smile. She was not old but life grooved some early wrinkles on her face.
Not many words were exchanged and the girl followed Hasso into his room. She knew the outlay too well from the daily cleaning duties, headed for the shower and returned naked to join him under the mosquito net. Now the night was no longer scary with a soft body beside him and a caressing hand stroking his growing dick.
2 hours later after some exhausting “fait l amour” she got dressed to be back to her simple room at the staff quarters. Hasso slipped 10.000 MGA’s as cadeaux into her pocket and she left silently with a kiss as a shadow like she came.
With her smell still on the pillow, he was digging his nose in, falling soon into a deep sleep.
Never ending Climax
On his scooter Hasso was cruising through Ramala, a fishermen’s town along a shallow white beach.
“Helo m’sieur, ou vous allez?”
2 girls giggling at him. A short introduction that he just drove from Sakalava Bay and will stay here for a day or more. That was good enough to exchange phone numbers with the promise to call later.
He checked into the only larger bungalow hotel with a pool and a stunning view over the bay. It was lunchtime when he texted his bungalow number and received immediately one response:
“Attende sur moi, cherie”
Claire arrived 15 minutes later. She was the older one of the 2 girls. She could speak some English and settled on the terrace of his bungalow. Yes, she will stay with him as long as he likes. Yes, she has a job as a waitress but her friend (the other girl) will replace her. Apparently they decided which one will take care of Hasso. Very considerate.
After lunch, he had to test run if Claire is worth to be a keeper. Her tits were full but softly sagging. What she lacked on body perfection, she immediately made good on performance. From the moment she got naked out of the shower, she never put on her panties again all the day and night. They fucked in the bed, in the shower, on the terrace, during sunset, in the pool at night. Once he was limping Clarissa blow him back to strength and swallowed the cum with a slurping sound. She also did guide him into the dark side and enjoyed that ride …. She was an insatiable bitch and Hasso was just taking it as much as he could manage.
Next morning he woke up with a strange feeling in his mouth: his tongue was hurting from licking all the brush haired snatches the past 6 nights. How to heal an inflammation of the tongue?
He also did run out of cash – and the hotel didn’t accept cards. He had no other choice then to go back to Diego. An exchange of a 30.000 MGA cadeaux against Claire’s e mail address…and off he was on his scooter.
Scooter Brousse
The typical public transport in Madagascar is by taxi brousse: that can be an old Peugeot or a very old truck or bus – as long as it moves and has some space to get on. Those taxis don’t follow any schedule. If someone wants to go to town, just wait along the road. At one time a taxi brousse will appear, be it in 1 hour or 3 hours.
Nadia was sitting under a tree in the shade. Hasso stopped and asked her if she wants to get a ride. Only when she got up to jump on his bike, he realized that she is tall but quite young. Riding back to town with his prey on the back, he drove quite careful and asked her to hold on to him. At the same time he was pulling one of his hands back feeling her small perky tits under the tee shirt.
‘Oh la la..” was the only comment Nadia made.
Sometimes in life it is not necessary to talk much. Just do it. Hasso drove straight to the Hotel Jardin Exotique. He didn’t want to face Gay Boy again at hotel Emeraude where he was before. He checked in, got the key and walked to his room with Nadia in tow – needless.
The bed was nicely decorated with flower petals strewn everywhere and a heavy scent from some perfume was in the air. A honeymoon suite can not be decorated better.
“Oh, qui semble tres bien” and with that words Nadia disappeared into the shower. He dropped his pants and followed her. Like little kids they played with the hot water on her bodies, cleaning, touching, and arousing each other. Nadia knew what she is doing. They spent the afternoon on this honeymoon bed. Once Nadia got ready to leave for her real destination in town, Hasso was careful asking how much she would like to get as a cadeaux.
“Cinq a mille”
Shit, again this 50.000 word? He pulled out his hand phone and carefully keyed in “.5.000” Nadia nodded with her head. She didn’t mean cinquante 50, but cinq 5 only. He gave her 10.000 for that memorable time, worth any penny. And he was asking her for her phone number to call her again at night. What he actually did: his first returnee…..
The Surprise
Diego town was not really for Hasso. He felt bored. People were on the road in the morning only. There was nothing much to do for him at daytime except reading on the terrace of the hotel with a beer on the side, overlooking Diego bay. Yes, one time he whistled at a girl down there walking on the road – and 5 minutes later she was at the hotel entrance and 5 minutes later he shagged her in the cool abode of his room. Most of the girls in doable age are on the game.
Nightlife was at one bar only. The pickings were slim. Many of the girls were not to Hasso’s taste and the real pretty ones had a resident companion already. Nuevo Disco only opened after midnight. Much too late for him. That’s why he cut short his stay in Diego and took an earlier flight back to Tana.
“Suzanna, I will arrive in Tana today. Can we meet for dinner?”
He was changing mails with Suzanna since 3 months. She is a student for law. Her picture was showing a seriously looking young lady. In her letters she was making a very well educated impression. She actually offered Hasso to stay in her house to save money on the hotel. But when he asked if he then will sleep in the same room with her, her response was a clear: “Non, vous aurez votre chambre..”
The Sakamanga restaurant is a perfect place for a rendezvous. It leaves all options open. Hasso got a place at the window, facing the road. On time, a SUV stopped and a lady in a yellow dress on high heels stepped out. Ohh Suzanna… she looked stunning, different from the pictures she sent before. The usual kissing ceremony and both settled for the menu. Suzanna’s English was very fragmented. The conversation started slow. But Suzanna kept her happy smile all the while going and was trying hard to understand Hasso's funny pronunciation. It was a perfect dinner – rendezvous.
All the while her driver was waiting outside. After dinner, Hasso as true gentlemen was kissing her good bye at the car but confirmed to see her tomorrow afternoon at his hotel. Suzanna was waving through the window until out of sight.
9:00 was even too early for Hasso to hit the pillow. He headed for the Glacier Disco as fall-back position. It took him half an hour and a beer later to get back to his room with a black nubile beauty in tow.
Suzanna
Next afternoon, the first Suzanna did when entering Hasso’s room was a deep tongue twisting kiss:
“Ohh mon coer, je t’aime…”
The second thing was to get out of her tight top and hugging jeans, checking with her free hand Hasso’s family pearls. Just 5 minutes after she stepped into the room, both were naked on the bed and exploring their bodies. Hasso knew he did play it right: sending her back home the evening before. ThatNe action put her on the high level of good girls. Now in the afternoon, she had no restrictions to let it go. And boy, how she did it.
...to be continued
“Pourquo vous dormir seul? Voulez une fille?”
Ohh, that’s Sakalava Resort room service. Great! Yes, let’s see whats on offer. Hasso remembered seeing some chamber maids in the afternoon, cleaning the bungalows. They smiled and waved at him at that time. May be they are the only “filles” at this remote place the guard is talking about?
5 minutes later 2 shadows appeared at the side of the bungalow. He could recognize in the dimly moonlight one of the maids with the guard. Coming closer, he could see her shy smile. She was not old but life grooved some early wrinkles on her face.
Not many words were exchanged and the girl followed Hasso into his room. She knew the outlay too well from the daily cleaning duties, headed for the shower and returned naked to join him under the mosquito net. Now the night was no longer scary with a soft body beside him and a caressing hand stroking his growing dick.
2 hours later after some exhausting “fait l amour” she got dressed to be back to her simple room at the staff quarters. Hasso slipped 10.000 MGA’s as cadeaux into her pocket and she left silently with a kiss as a shadow like she came.
With her smell still on the pillow, he was digging his nose in, falling soon into a deep sleep.
Never ending Climax
On his scooter Hasso was cruising through Ramala, a fishermen’s town along a shallow white beach.
“Helo m’sieur, ou vous allez?”
2 girls giggling at him. A short introduction that he just drove from Sakalava Bay and will stay here for a day or more. That was good enough to exchange phone numbers with the promise to call later.
He checked into the only larger bungalow hotel with a pool and a stunning view over the bay. It was lunchtime when he texted his bungalow number and received immediately one response:
“Attende sur moi, cherie”
Claire arrived 15 minutes later. She was the older one of the 2 girls. She could speak some English and settled on the terrace of his bungalow. Yes, she will stay with him as long as he likes. Yes, she has a job as a waitress but her friend (the other girl) will replace her. Apparently they decided which one will take care of Hasso. Very considerate.
After lunch, he had to test run if Claire is worth to be a keeper. Her tits were full but softly sagging. What she lacked on body perfection, she immediately made good on performance. From the moment she got naked out of the shower, she never put on her panties again all the day and night. They fucked in the bed, in the shower, on the terrace, during sunset, in the pool at night. Once he was limping Clarissa blow him back to strength and swallowed the cum with a slurping sound. She also did guide him into the dark side and enjoyed that ride …. She was an insatiable bitch and Hasso was just taking it as much as he could manage.
Next morning he woke up with a strange feeling in his mouth: his tongue was hurting from licking all the brush haired snatches the past 6 nights. How to heal an inflammation of the tongue?
He also did run out of cash – and the hotel didn’t accept cards. He had no other choice then to go back to Diego. An exchange of a 30.000 MGA cadeaux against Claire’s e mail address…and off he was on his scooter.
Scooter Brousse
The typical public transport in Madagascar is by taxi brousse: that can be an old Peugeot or a very old truck or bus – as long as it moves and has some space to get on. Those taxis don’t follow any schedule. If someone wants to go to town, just wait along the road. At one time a taxi brousse will appear, be it in 1 hour or 3 hours.
Nadia was sitting under a tree in the shade. Hasso stopped and asked her if she wants to get a ride. Only when she got up to jump on his bike, he realized that she is tall but quite young. Riding back to town with his prey on the back, he drove quite careful and asked her to hold on to him. At the same time he was pulling one of his hands back feeling her small perky tits under the tee shirt.
‘Oh la la..” was the only comment Nadia made.
Sometimes in life it is not necessary to talk much. Just do it. Hasso drove straight to the Hotel Jardin Exotique. He didn’t want to face Gay Boy again at hotel Emeraude where he was before. He checked in, got the key and walked to his room with Nadia in tow – needless.
The bed was nicely decorated with flower petals strewn everywhere and a heavy scent from some perfume was in the air. A honeymoon suite can not be decorated better.
“Oh, qui semble tres bien” and with that words Nadia disappeared into the shower. He dropped his pants and followed her. Like little kids they played with the hot water on her bodies, cleaning, touching, and arousing each other. Nadia knew what she is doing. They spent the afternoon on this honeymoon bed. Once Nadia got ready to leave for her real destination in town, Hasso was careful asking how much she would like to get as a cadeaux.
“Cinq a mille”
Shit, again this 50.000 word? He pulled out his hand phone and carefully keyed in “.5.000” Nadia nodded with her head. She didn’t mean cinquante 50, but cinq 5 only. He gave her 10.000 for that memorable time, worth any penny. And he was asking her for her phone number to call her again at night. What he actually did: his first returnee…..
The Surprise
Diego town was not really for Hasso. He felt bored. People were on the road in the morning only. There was nothing much to do for him at daytime except reading on the terrace of the hotel with a beer on the side, overlooking Diego bay. Yes, one time he whistled at a girl down there walking on the road – and 5 minutes later she was at the hotel entrance and 5 minutes later he shagged her in the cool abode of his room. Most of the girls in doable age are on the game.
Nightlife was at one bar only. The pickings were slim. Many of the girls were not to Hasso’s taste and the real pretty ones had a resident companion already. Nuevo Disco only opened after midnight. Much too late for him. That’s why he cut short his stay in Diego and took an earlier flight back to Tana.
“Suzanna, I will arrive in Tana today. Can we meet for dinner?”
He was changing mails with Suzanna since 3 months. She is a student for law. Her picture was showing a seriously looking young lady. In her letters she was making a very well educated impression. She actually offered Hasso to stay in her house to save money on the hotel. But when he asked if he then will sleep in the same room with her, her response was a clear: “Non, vous aurez votre chambre..”
The Sakamanga restaurant is a perfect place for a rendezvous. It leaves all options open. Hasso got a place at the window, facing the road. On time, a SUV stopped and a lady in a yellow dress on high heels stepped out. Ohh Suzanna… she looked stunning, different from the pictures she sent before. The usual kissing ceremony and both settled for the menu. Suzanna’s English was very fragmented. The conversation started slow. But Suzanna kept her happy smile all the while going and was trying hard to understand Hasso's funny pronunciation. It was a perfect dinner – rendezvous.
All the while her driver was waiting outside. After dinner, Hasso as true gentlemen was kissing her good bye at the car but confirmed to see her tomorrow afternoon at his hotel. Suzanna was waving through the window until out of sight.
9:00 was even too early for Hasso to hit the pillow. He headed for the Glacier Disco as fall-back position. It took him half an hour and a beer later to get back to his room with a black nubile beauty in tow.
Suzanna
Next afternoon, the first Suzanna did when entering Hasso’s room was a deep tongue twisting kiss:
“Ohh mon coer, je t’aime…”
The second thing was to get out of her tight top and hugging jeans, checking with her free hand Hasso’s family pearls. Just 5 minutes after she stepped into the room, both were naked on the bed and exploring their bodies. Hasso knew he did play it right: sending her back home the evening before. ThatNe action put her on the high level of good girls. Now in the afternoon, she had no restrictions to let it go. And boy, how she did it.
...to be continued