Accidental Buzz

Me: ‘Hannah. I think your phone is ringing.’
Hannah: ‘Really? Help me see who is calling.’

I reached into her handbag I was carrying for her and at the source of the vibration, I felt something long and smooth.

Me (whispering): ‘Hannah. It’s your vibrator.’
Hannah: ‘Shit. My phone is in my pocket. Is it off?’

She took her bag from me after the accident happened and we left the shoe shop. Walking a few steps ahead of me, I could tell she was embarrassed, and no matter how she explained herself about the toy, there was no hiding from the fact that she brought her vibrator out. On the bus to her place from Bugis (I sent her home first), we had some privacy on the upper deck and she took her toy out, a purple vibrator that was shaped like a dildo.

Me: ‘Eh! Let me see it first!’

I snatched the toy away from her before she could remove the batteries and clicked the button on the rear end, cycling through the different modes.

Me: ‘Do you get turned on hearing the buzz?’
Hannah: ‘A little?’
Me: ‘Let me us it on you leh.’
Hannah: ‘Siao ah?!’

As she stuck her hand out towards the vibrator, I caught her arm and sent the toy right between her shorts, still buzzing in one of its many modes. Her legs shut themselves on my hand but I managed to push it hard against her groin, making her hug my arm in shyness.

Hannah (whispering): ‘Be gentle can?’
Me: ‘And you are the one clamping me so hard.. ‘

Her thighs relaxed and I moved the tip into one of the two openings, angling it on her clit. The denim shorts she wore wasn’t exactly that tight, so she could still enjoy the full power of that little toy.

After a few minutes of teasing, she finally gave in to her dark side and roamed over to my jeans, unzipping to reach my bulge. The salty scent of my cock filled our tiny space and the next thing she did was to bent over my lap. Covering my throbbing cock with her mouth, the obvious scent of dick was gone and she proceeded to coat it with her saliva, in generous amounts and an ample number of up-down strokes.

I was done with her mouth after a while and all she did was to look around once her head was up. Seeing that we had most of the backseats to ourselves, she stood up and stripped her shorts and panties off, only to wear her shorts back on in a flash.

Hannah: ‘Now you can put it in.’

Holding the base of the 5 inch toy, I pushed it into her pussy and turned off the vibration. Thrusting it in and out, we did not take long to wet it completely with moans whispering into my ears. Her hand never left my cock as I tortured her with the curved toy, tickling her G-spot till she came in my hand. Somehow, she did not get any wetter and that kept her shorts clean for more fun!

For most of the ride home, she was just clenching my arm as orgasms took her breaths away, to the fast jerking hand I was groaning to. With our stop nearing by the minutes, I pumped the toy even faster and her back kept arching up and down. Her hand movement got random with the bombardment of orgasms, driving me to my limits in the most abrupt manner ever.

Me (whispering): ‘I’m gonna cum!’
Hannah (whispering): ‘Now?! But where.. ‘

The moment my first load sprayed into the air and over her fingers, she slammed her head down on my dick and sucked all that’s worth of me. Her lips stayed around the pink ring of death under my little head and it just kept me squirting hot cum into her mouth.

When my last squeeze came and only a drop oozed from the tip, she knew I was done and went on to suck me one last stroke down. Triggering another wave of cum, she emptied my rod and picked her head up, wiping her mouth while staring out of the window.

Hannah: ‘See la. We missed the stop. You walk me back ah!’

We sloppily cleaned our hands and mouth, before dashing down the stairs to alight at the next stop. Throughout the walk home, she focused on cleaning her cum-stained fingers while I continued to tease her. At last, we reached her void deck and I handed over the toy I was in charge of cleaning (since I used it most?)

Hannah: ‘Eh. Don’t tell anyone hor. If not we can’t do it anymore.’
Me: ‘You still want somemore ah?!’
Hannah: ‘Fuck la. I mean go out together.. and do it again?’
Me: ‘Cunning asshole.’

We parted ways after saying our goodbyes and my trip home was filled with her describing how crazy it was for us have did that, while we were attached to different partners. Well, we have Murphy’s law to thank for that right?

What can happen, will happen.

High and Wet

Spending time alone is the rare occasion where I sort my thoughts out. At 2am, the silence of my neighbourhood was the most ideal time to zone out, even the residents coming home then would not make too much noise.

Sitting in front of my block on one of those metal benches, a Lancer I always knew as an ‘ah beng car’ revved up to the bus stop nearby and interior lights came on when the passenger door was opened. Spotting the guy leaning over to the girl’s lap, I watched in horror as he pushed her out onto the grass patch, slamming the door hard and then zooming off.

The girl, wearing a white off shoulder crop top and black bandage skirt stood up but was in a trance. Swaying left and right as she walked, she did not take more than a few steps before collapsing to the ground. I couldn’t stay put and ran up to her, throwing her arm over my neck as I stood up.

Her replies to my questions were all gibberish, having no other choice but to bring her to where I was sitting earlier. Once her ass was firmed placed on the bench, she grabbed my hand across her belly and shifted it to her breasts, braless and firm under the thin material. She helped herself to my hand, squeezing through my fingers on her gorgeous chest.

Just as I pried my hand away, she raised her feet onto the edge of the seat and stuck her hand under.

Girl (mumbling): ‘I’m so fucking horny.. help me.. ‘
Me: ‘No I can’t!’
Girl: ‘Shhh.. ‘

She took my wrist and guided me into her skirt, onto the juicy, wet cunt that was so warm to the touch. Using my fingertips, I massaged her clit while she relaxed, sobering up to my relief.

Me: ‘Are you feeling better now?’

I slowed down to let her respond but she quickly went back into the drunken state, holding my hand and resuming the masturbation.

Girl: ‘Don’t stop. The drug.. is making me horny, and I can only think when you keep touching me.’

Me: ‘You have to get home and wait it out. I can’t do this to you.’

Her expression and actions had turned docile during the short period of calmness, regaining composure to a nicer self. Just as I thought I could end this unexpected act of kindness, she went for my shorts to forcefully lower it enough to stick her hand inside. Hushing me continuously, she laid pitifully on my shoulder, stroking my cock while whispering that she needed it right now. Taking advantage of a normal functioning, straight guy, she rose from her seat and stood skirt-up between my legs, ignoring my state of confusion about how far we would be taking it to.

In full glory of the estates opposite my block, and not forgetting my own block that was right behind us, she bent her knees over my lap and slid her ass up my groin. She caught yy cock between her legs and aimed it upright, before taking her actual position over it. Slowly sitting on my erection, her pussy was so wet that I was in in a continuous stroke.

Hopping lightly on her bent knees, the gentle tightness got the better of me as soft moans escaped her lips, while I was desperately holding in my excitement. Orgasms hit her within seconds due to her sensitivity, and it only got more frequent as she rode, exhausting her body bit by bit.

After five of what seemed to be the most beautiful orgasms she had, her legs gave way and she eased down on my hips. Feeling her womanly gentleness appear, deep, long breaths separated her sweet smelling body from my sweaty shirt. Finally, she was done using me as an outlet. Right?

Girl: ‘I’m Jolene. You?’
Me: ‘J here. You’re alright now?’
Jolene: ‘Almost. Can you do something for me?’
Me: ‘Yeah? Tell me.’

She took a deep breath out of my sight and arched her back forward, bringing my butt to the edge of the seat just an inch away from falling off. She took my both hands and went one more step away from the bench, ensuring that my cock never left her pussy while we undocked the comfortable seats. By then, we were standing chest-to-back, and my-groin-to-her-ass, close.

Jolene: ‘Fuck me hard all the way. Till you know? Cum?’
Me: ‘No way. I’m not gonna cum inside you.’
Jolene: ‘Or should I ride you till you cum? Will that be better?’
Me: ‘*Sigh*.. must I? You sure you want it?’
Jolene: ‘Yes. I want it so badly.’

My hands lightly held her waist as she adjusted her skirt higher, and I was humping away in no time. Jerking in stealthy small movements towards her ass, I went under her shirt to feel the erected nipples on her voluptuous breasts. There was just no way I could miss those handful mammaries. Erotic moans filled the air as we boned in the grassland, oblivious to whoever might be looking at us. The soft, raw flesh of her vagina caressed my hard cock like taming a giant with affection, it was something I never experienced in my life.

Gradually, her pussy got too tight to continue the graceful thrusts and I paused to warn her about the incoming load.

Jolene (whispering): ‘Shoot it all inside me baby.’

I hugged her closer as my hips went into rapid-fire mode, squishing out all the juices her pussy could hold. Within a few seconds, I was at my maximum speed and she just held my hands (on her breasts) tighter, embracing herself for my next sentence.

Me: ‘Cumming now.. ‘

Powerful shots drew my cock deeper into her while my hips fidgeted erratically, forcing hard thrusts insider to my weakening knees. The minute vacuum sucked every bit I had and we were wobbling backwards to the bench.

Once my last twitch happened, I let my body fall onto the seat and she joined me after lowering her skirt. In the cool breezy night, our hands stay joined, without saying a single word. After what felt like a long time, her head landed on my shoulder, and a momentarily tight grip got my attention.

Jolene (whispering): ‘Thank you.’

Without looking at her bag, she fished her phone out and held it in front of me. I punched my number in and she listened to make sure I got her number, and kept her mobile quietly. We spent a while enjoying the peacefulness before she had to leave, and I had no reasons to stay too.

Since my block was right behind us, I had ample opportunity to watch her catwalk away from me, deeper into the concrete jungle away from me. After a quick shower, I jumped into bed just in time to see a picture message appearing on my Whatsapp, a selfie of her OOTD we had our little fun in.

Me (Whatsapp): ‘Goodnight Jolene. Don’t hang out with that guy anymore k?’
Jolene (Whatsapp): ‘Never again. I have you now.’

Swim Lessons

Gina: ‘Kor kor!’
Me: ‘Yes?’
Gina: ‘You know how to swim right? Can teach me?’
Me: ‘Huh? Now?’
Gina: ‘Later tonight la. Less people won’t so pai seh. I want to learn leh.’
Me: ‘Ok. I’ll text you later.’

My fifteen year old neighbour caught me at the right time just as I returned home from work, in her usual oversized shirt that she wear around the condo. Taking my time to change out of my working attire, I took a few bites out of the sandwich I brought back home, catching up with work on my laptop.

At 8.30pm, my doorbell rang and it was then I realised I forgot about her. Letting her into my apartment, I changed into a pair of beach shorts and singlet, walking the petite secondary school girl to our swimming pool.

There, she removed her shirt to prying eyes, a one piece swimwear that had a little skirting around her hips made her look as if she wore a mini dress. We got into the pool as mummies brought their kids and husbands home, probably to prevent them from feasting their eyes on an underage girl.

Gina: ‘Okay. What’s first?’
Me: ‘Holding breath underwater. Take a mouthful of air and go down. Remember to blow bubbles slowly out of your mouth. See who can last longer.’

She held my wrist I positioned at the edge of the pool and dived down with me, watching me closely as I remained underwater while she jumped up. It took her a few tries before she learnt the ropes, and the excitement in grasping that skill could be felt in her eager voice.

Gina: ‘This is fun! What’s next?’
Me: ‘Frog-style. Also known as breaststroke.’

I swam against the wall in slow-mo to let her see how it was done above waters, and below. After a few strokes, she replicated the kicks perfectly but could not stay afloat. I went next to her and supported her belly, while her poorly coordinated arms splashed around.

Not wanting her to learn the wrong things, I used one hand to hold her afloat, and use the other to guide one of her arm. In under a minute, she was doing it right. We moved on to freestyle and I did the same, holding her belly as she kicked fast.

In an attempt to take a shortcut, we turned towards the open waters and I held her armpits, turning her sideways to let her catch her breaths. Each sideway flip had caused her nipples to rub against my hips unknowingly, and she was breathless before we even got to her arms.

In a corner of the pool, she was going non-stop about her progress, and it made me felt good to know I could do something for her too.

Gina: ‘Kor kor, you know. When you hold my arms during freestyle, my nipples touched you and it felt funny.’
Me: ‘It’s an accident luh. I’ll stand in front of you next time.’
Gina: ‘No no. It’s not anything bad. It feels kinda comfortable.’
Me: ‘Ok! TMI! Let’s rest for a while more and continue.’

I relaxed myself with my head on the edge, and the eerie silence from her got my attention. When I looked at her, she was right next to me, and her hand landed on my groin to force my floating body downwards.

Me: ‘Eh!’
Gina: ‘Just want to know how it feels like ma.’

She did a frogstyle kick backwards at me and we were forced into a corner, with her butt grinding my crotch to an unwanted erection. When she felt it, not only did she hold it through my shorts, she moved her hand up and down and made me push her away.

Me: ‘We can’t do this la.’
Gina (whispering): ‘Why?’

This time, she stood in front of me and held my elastic waistband open, sticking her hand into my raging hard on. Right then at ten, the lights at the pool shut off and my hands went around her back, hugging her close as my thumb moved over her nipples.

Gina (whispering): ‘Are they hard?’
Me (whispering): ‘Yes.’

My shorts were stepped to my knees under her feet and she went neck deep into the waters, black swimwear disappearing into her skin’s shade of nude. Her breasts were in my hands getting massaged like what she was doing to my cock, up down, slowly and carefully.

Gina (whispering): ‘I want to know how sex feels like.’
Me (whispering): ‘You can finger yourself right?’
Gina (whispering): ‘That’s not sex.. ‘

She swam into my arms and I slanted my body so we would be underwater. Climbing over my waist and holding my neck for support, she shifted the part blocking her pussy away so my cock could stick under it. With her legs wrapped around my waist, her body slowly sank lower, engulfing my rod in the warmest part of the pool.

Gina (moaning): ‘Ahh.. you’re so warm inside me.’
Me (gasping): ‘I know right?’

She fell forward towards my head and we kissed for the first time, to the beginning of an affair her parents must never find out. Bouncing her silently in the still water, her pussy got tighter as my cock pierced into her over and over again.

Gina (whispering): ‘Ever gone into the sauna room here?’
Me: ‘Nope. You?’
Gina: ‘Let’s go explore.’

We got dressed as quickly as possible and went into the common steam room, empty and dark if not for the corridor lights. In there, we stripped and left our clothes outside, bringing only our towels in. Hot as hell, she resumed riding atop me without the resistance of water this time, going faster and harder than ever. Moans filled the room like how quickly her juices were leaking all over my legs, bodies turning red from the double dose of sweltering steam bath.

After her legs grew tired, I carried her to another corner and left her in doggie. My cock ripped her small, tight hole apart and started off the fierce sex with her screams. Less than a minute later, it was just sensual moans and dirty talks for me to go faster.

For a small framed girl like Gina, the size of a mature male was too much for her to handle, causing orgasms that came one after another to tremble her body. By the time I was almost cumming, she had gone quiet but still making purr-like moans.

Me: ‘I’m going to cum soon Gina.’
Gina: ‘Wait.. ‘

She turned around to look at me, seated at my dick’s line of fire. Taking my throbbing cock in her hand, she began licking it and moved on to using her mouth, sucking in long, deep strokes just to see my weaker side.

Me (calmly): ‘Shooting now.’

She used her hand to jerk me off into her mouth and masturbated herself at the same time, giving me a sight of her three tired fingers rubbing her sore, reddish clit.

After I was done, I went to turn on the lights and saw her let my cum dribbled out of her lips, in a playful manner before she sucked them all back. Swallowing a few times, she cleared her throat and threw her towel around her body.

Gina: ‘Let’s shower together.’

In the men’s room, two pairs of feet appeared and disappeared under the door as another round of sex happened, screaming in silence and moaning in gasps of air. When we returned home, we were both exhausted but all her parents had were thanks for me, for teaching their daughter how to swim.

The next day, Gina appeared in my door with packets of roti prata, parents waving to me behind her as they wore their shoes.

Gina’s Mum: ‘Gina bought you breakfast. Don’t make a mess in other people’s house k? Bye J! Thanks for taking care of her.’

They left my sight before I could reply and Gina hopped into my house, taking her oversized shirt off to reveal her happy state of nakedness in my living room.

Gina: ‘Let’s eat naked!’

Guess what did I eat first?

Repaying Cassie

After my sister took the wheel in the car I drove to pick her up, her friend, Cassie, joined me in the back seats, wearing a light blue chiffon blouse and red flare skirt so short I caught an upskirt view when she boarded the car.

Cassie: ‘Your brother is so shuai la!’
Sister: ‘Haha. Don’t tease him like that la.’

It was the first time I had met her colleague and she was all over me, holding my arm as we spoke about my work. As it was nighttime when my sister asked me to pick her up, the interior of the car was dim enough for her to let herself a little loose, sitting ass to ass behind the driver’s seat next to me.

Without any other hints of attraction, her hand just went to my groin and unzipped my jeans. Fearing that my sister would notice, I dare not make any sudden movements, only able to hold her hand when my fly was undone.

Cassie: ‘Don’t worry. It’s part of a deal to get her the biggest client she ever had. Will you be a good brother?’

I looked into the rearview mirror and caught a glimpse of my sister’s eyes, fully aware of what was about to happen. Once I understood how serious her work must be to take up this offer, I let go of Cassie’s hand and my jeans was lowered to my knees in the moving car.

Cassie wasted no time in caressing my cock and bringing it to life, while my head was turned to her for an intense, slurpy tongue fight. My hands had moved under her blouse and massaging her boobs, perky enough to look supported even though she had no bra on.

Cassie (whispering): ‘I removed it when she told me you’re coming. Check down there too.’

I shifted my hands to her legs and went under her skirt, feeling her legs widen as I slid my palms along her inner thighs. One hand on her pussy, my other hand got busy with her firm breasts, teasing her nipples to a hard, erected state. Slowly, she changed into doggie style to let me continue teasing her clit, lying sideways on the seat just to reach her groin.

A warm sensation went down my shaft with moaning noises, her ass twitching to my intensifying rubs. My breaths got shallower as she sucked deeper, making long trips up and down without difficulty. The gentle suction on her way up made my tips sensitive, and the descend relieved all the tension she caused. The whole thing just kept repeating itself to my mind getting more desperate.

Cassie: ‘Good?’
Me (panting): ‘Yeah. It’s crazy.’

When we looked up, we were in a carpark and my sister skilfully turned into a lot in one move. She exited the car and headed in the direction of a coffeeshop, leaving me with her friend who was stripping her skirt off. I did the same for my jeans and stashed it out of the way, changing our seated position to missionary.

The porcelain skinned girl laid shyly on the seat as I kneeled between her legs, soft, gentle fingers spreading her own clit wide as I dived into her oyster. Popping into her pussy, the rest of my cock slipped easily in and only when I was fully buried in her, did we pause for a moment to savour the intimacy.

Cassie: ‘You’re bigger than I tasted.’
Me: ‘Let’s see if I can get any bigger.’

I pulled out and went back in really slow, enjoying the long gasp she took as I pressed my groin on hers. I took my time and repeated it a few times, until she was asking for me to fuck her good. Done with formalities, I raised my chest by resting my hands next to her waist, and began hammering her continuously. Going slow at first, loud slapping noises came as our groins slammed against each other.

Besides her screams of pleasure, I was groaning loudly to her vaginal walls closing in on my shaft. Not feeling it yet, I knew I would last a long time and exacted my revenge on her. Pounding the life out of her, my cock performed a full exit before being driven back in, making her groan with each entry.

In less than five minutes, her arms had gone around my back for a tight hug, and the following shiver alerted me to her orgasm around my suffocating dick.

Me (whispering): ‘Doggie. Now.’

I backed away from her and watched her flip around on her fours, ass sticking out to me among the random twitches. Holding her sexy waist in my hands, I shoved my cock back in and she fell face down on the seat. Holding her gorgeous cups of sexiness hung on her chest, I made use of her perky ass to ram deep and hard, going faster to her cries of incoming orgasms.

Once I felt the same tightness that signalled her climax, I picked up speed and pried her ass cheeks wider, making room for a deeper penetration that accompanied my highest possible speed of thrust. Stuffing her pussy full of my cock, I sensed my own limit counting down. Well, there was no stopping me then as I fucked my little cock to its end.

Against the moans of Cassie, my groans joined in the symphony of hips slapping noises, and a final call to my finale.

Me (shouting): ‘I’m gonna cum now!’

I pulled out of her and yanked her legs towards the door on my side, parking her in the centre so I could climb over her chest. I couldn’t resist but lowered her top to her belly, to expose the boobs that would soon feel the warmth of my cum. Taking her hand and wrapping it around my shaft, I helped myself to her lifeless hand, jerking my cock off in her fearful eyes.

At that instant when I came, the firework of cum sprayed into the air before landing on her face. The lady in control suddenly became the victim, having to feel each wave of cum splatter across her neck and chest.

I backed away from her after I was done, exhausted by satisfied with how it all ended. Having little strength left in the both of us, I adjusted her clothes back for her and sat her upright. I kept one of my hand between her legs to massage her sore pussy while making a call to my sister, to come back to the car.

By the time she returned, Cassie had turned quiet, but was composed like never before.

Cassie: ‘I’ll see you tomorrow. Goodnight.’

I joined my sister in the front seat and she turned off the dashcam. Both of us knew what was up but there was nothing else to be done. Back home, everything was back to normal but later on that particular night, the distinct sound of a video playing, accompanied by unmistakable moans by masturbation, had perhaps steered my younger sister in a different direction.

Captain’s Mast

James (shouting) : ‘Thank you for riding with fucking transit bus services!’

He killed the engines after he parked the last bus entering the bus park and threw his bag pack over his shoulders, storming to the back of the lower deck.
Seeing that there wasn’t any belongings he could ‘pick’, he went up and expected nothing more, until a girl’s head poking out of the last row of seats disappointed him.

James: ‘Miss? Miss? Reach already.’

The lifeless body jiggled a few times to his pushes but the shallow warm breaths from her nose extended her time of death. Unsure of what to do, James sat down on a seat and texted his supervisor, only to receive ‘call ambulance‘ SMS on his old Nokia phone.

James: ‘Fuck la. I want to go home.’

He looked at her with tired eyes, thanking her for the delay she was about to create. The fair skinned girl had gentle sharp eye features, lips lusciously red and the baby doll dress she wore barely covered her flawless porcelain skin, scanning all the way to her tiny feet in slippers.

James went down to the bus control panel and turned off the lights, returning to her after closing the bus doors. With the air-con running, he moved her body out of the narrow corner into the wider middle seat. Despite his rough handling, she was still unconscious. Not even raising her dress caused a single stir and in no time, her panties was pulled off her feet.

James quickly undid his pants and tilted her head up, stuffing her cheeks full with his cock thay foreskin was dryly pulled backwards. The moment his warm dick was cosily buried in her lips, a few thrusts was all it took to coat him in a slippery, wet momentum, while rubbing her pussy out.

Soon, slimy juices began running all over his weathered fingers, making him even harder knowing she was completely out cold, yet awake in heart.

Dragging her arms across the seat to the other end of the row, he took his kneeling position at her ankles. He tilted her hips upright as he pushed her knees inwards, slowly forming the doggie style he wanted to try.

After two minutes, he was ready as hell when her shaved pussy peeked out from under her dress, and a quick shove engulfed his cock in an overwhelmingly soothing comfort.

James (groaning): ‘Fuck man..’

His big hands held both sides of her waists as he pounded her, forcing his cock into her small opening that tightly sealed around his shaft. Soft moans did scared him a little but nothing more than that happened. She was still pouring out juices, and never felt any warmer than that.

As her body jerked non-stop, James dick was swollen and red as hell, from the tightening pussy he was raping. Knowing that his limits were approaching, his body just spurred on into the final burst of energy. Loud slapping noises came as his hips bumped her fiercely, at a temp similar to the clangs of the Energizer bunny.

James: ‘Argh.. Yes!’

Short but powerful strokes were driven into her pussy as lost his vision for a moment, cock spewing cum continously until he had lost strength in his thighs to hold him up any longer.

Girl (weakly) : ‘Uhhh.. ‘

James quickly wore his pants and her panties back, sitting her up on the purple seats just in time as she regained consciousness.

Girl (rubbing eyes): ‘Where are we?’
James: ‘Bus interchange. You ok?’
Girl: ‘Yeah. I think I fell asleep. Sorry sir.’

She hopped up and went downstairs, with James walking behind her to unlock the doors. Eyes on her shaking ass, his mind was replaying the scenes earlier over and over again.

Girl: ‘Oh ya. Did you see anyone near me just now?’
James: ‘No. No one even woke you up. That’s why you are still here?’
Girl: ‘Haha. Okay then. I’m think just feeling a bit high. Goodnight sir. Sorry for keeping you.’

James did a final walk through his vehicle and the grin on his face never left throughout his walk home. There were no wallets or phones to pick, but a girl? That’s a one in a lifetime pick.

10 Years A Shot

Me: ‘Are you Carrie?’
Girl (exclaiming): ‘J?! It has been so long!’

We alighted the same bus at the stop between our houses, going back all the way to secondary school when it was common to bump into each other. It had been almost ten years since we last saw each other and her bubbly facial features weren’t something to be forgotten.

Carrie: ‘You’re going home now? Same direction ah?’
Me: ‘Yeah. Never moved anywhere. But I didn’t even bump into you for this long.’
Carrie: ‘Yeah lo. So weird. Wanna chat for a bit? Still early.’

We walked side by side to her block I remembered she lived in, admiring her ‘ah lian’ style of clothes. Consisting of a bra top spaghetti top and very short shorts, she had bloomed into a man magnet with her immature figure that suited her small frame very well. A gothic tattoo half covered under her top sort of pointed me to what decisions she made, handbag dangling from her slender arm.

Carrie: ‘So you married yet? So many of our classmates are married already. I think Liting even had a kid.’
Me: ‘Haha. How to marry? We both stopped at poly. Work and work just to live each day.’

At the void deck table, she took out a cigarette and offered one to me, one that I could not refuse after stopping for so long. Her feet automatically folded as we exhaled smoke, luring my eyes to her wide opened groin area. She was a hostess at a bar then and did not enjoy her work, often groped and felt up by drunken men in the dark.

The sudden change in her attitude appeared when I told her what I was working as, and her tone became really gentle.

Carrie: ‘Okay. I think it’s getting late. Send me up?’
Me: ‘Sure. Let me finish the stick.’

We sucked on our third herbs roll and went up her block, exiting together to walk her a little further. Dipping her hand easily into her bag, her keys clanged and she jingled it a little, eyebrow raising while she stared one second longer at me.

Carrie: ‘Want to come in?’
Me: ‘If your parents don’t mind.’

She opened her doors to the brightly lit living room, mother sitting on the couch watching the news.

Carrie: ‘Mummy, wo hui lai le. Wo de peng you jing lai yi xia.’
Mummy: ‘Hi.’
Me: ‘Hi auntie.’
Carrie: ‘Come.’

She pulled me by my elbow into her room, a few piles of clothes lying on the floor while two display racks lined against one side of the wall. I took my seat on her bed while she fumbled a pile for a white nightie, heading towards the door with it.

*Flick*

The lights went off and everything took a turn for the darker side. Shroud in mystery, I felt her hands resting on my shoulders and given them a much needed massage, before moving to the bed and behind me. Palms slid across my chest as I breathed deeply, mind leading me on as she reached the ends of my shirt.

I raised my hands as my top came off, only to feel her soft boobs touching my back when she leaned closer. Still behind me, she undid my belt and the loud zipper noises came on.

Carrie (whispering): ‘Wait for me.’

Shuffling sounds came and her shorts hit the pile in the distance, guiding me to lean backwards on her chest. Besides the non-stop movements of her hard nipples on my back, her hands were stretched all the way to my groin.

The hard on was easily subdued by her gentle up-down movements, tugging some skin along as she massaged it. Not senseless, I shifted myself away and laid on her bed, turning to her as she playfully flipped herself facing the wall.

I ran my hand across her waist and onto her breast, delicately kneading it with occasional pinches on her peaks. Moans started playing on her vocals as I roamed her body, only going for her pussy when she wrapped one leg around my thigh.

Smoothness was all that my fingertip detected when I went south, until a narrow canyon appeared. A tiny river running between her soft, fleshy valley met the shaft of my finger and she let off a louder unrestrained groan – just like how a scratch relieved an unbearable itch.

I started off by rubbing her clit and gliding along her slit, till she came once and could not stand my teasing anymore. Turning around to me, we looked at each other’s face and silence was all that bonded us.

Carrie (whispering): ‘Fuck me on top.. ‘

In a swift move, I got on my knees and let her part her legs under me, awaiting her to get ready for what she just asked for. A light grasp on my cock led me to her pussy, where she spread her labia apart with her fingers for me to sink into.

Inches at a time, I drove my screw into her bolt, that fitted so well with a little pressure around the shaft. We both took one deep breath of excitement as we felt the closest connection humans could have, and spent another few seconds trying to feel each other’s importance.

Me: ‘Ready?’
Carrie (shyly): ‘Yeah?’

She bit her lips once my hips began thrusting, thighs tapping lightly together in contrast to the deep strokes. It was all to minimise the suspicion of her mum (which everyone knows she knew). Stifled moans came into my neck as I pounded her faster and faster, enjoying the tightening grip of her vagina.

Just as I felt the difficulty to stick it into her, fingernails dug into my back as a shiver built up her orgasm. Her hands grabbed my ass and pulled me right in, choking my dick in the deadly vacuum space at her nether region.

Before she even let me go, I began ramming my cock into her contractions, splitting her mind apart in desperation. It was tiring to keep going at that small hole but she was shivering just one minute in, hinting at another incoming orgasm.

Carrie (whispering): ‘Another one?!’

This time, her teeth sank into my shoulder blade as I felt waves milking my cock, albeit to nothingness coming out of me.

Carrie: ‘Let’s stand and do it.’

She bundled her hair as we got off her slumber zone, and bent her back for me over her messy bedsheets. I took no chance in returning my cock to where it belonged, and she almost collapsed forward from the abrupt entry.

Carrie: ‘Gentler la.’
Me: ‘Orh.’

I pushed her back down and hammered her ass hard, jolting her chest up but not raising her waist. Her beautiful ass looked like the brightest moon(s), jerking in front of my merciless thrusts. Without any signs of orgasms, she squeezed her pussy together for me and I naturally engaged hyper-speed mode.

Reaching forward for her boobs, I grabbed them hard as my hips buckled, still plodding deeply into her pussy. We almost groaned too loud when I came into her, nudging her into her mattress as my cum filled her up. Her ass perked up shortly to let her massage her clit, and I was shrinking out of her body in time.

Carrie: ‘You really shoot a lot eh. So hot inside me.’

We fell into the bed together and it took us some effort to adjust our position onto her pillow. Wet tissues came to clean ourselves up and she was just so excited about the load I shot in her. Putting on a long denim jacket around her naked body, she handed me my clothes as I wore them back.

When we exited her room, her mum’s wide smile at us embarrassed Carrie badly till she dare not look at her. Walking out into the corridor hand in hand, the idea of her being nude under that decent piece of jacket did turn me on a little.

Carrie: ‘You still using the same number right?’
Me: ‘Yupp.’

My answer was probably not heard as she was scrolling her contact list, shoving the screen in my face to confirm my number. Once in the lift, she let me feel her boobs from the top few undone buttons, until we hit the ground floor.

Carrie: ‘Call me k? I’m free tomorrow.’

The next day, we went out for a simple dinner before she brought me back to her place again. Apparently, she had gone nude under that skater dress and was turned on for the whole of our date. The quick progress from dressed to full fledge sex was all thanks to her tiny exhibitionist fetish, which is never a bad thing to have.

Ride on the Ride

Me: ‘Send you home?’
Jacie: ‘Yupp. But before that.. ‘

She reached behind the driver’s seat and brought her black cardigan to the front, throwing it over my lap.

Jacie: ‘Take it out first.’
Me: ‘Hey. It’s dangerous you know?’
Jacie (pouting): ‘I don’t care!’

The twenty girl old date was tipsy from the glasses of wine we had at the restaurant and was about to strip me if I didn’t do it. So, sucking in my tummy, I unzipped my work pants and lowered my underwear enough to stick my cock out of the zipper.

Immediately, she leaned over and laid on my shoulder while I drove off, erection filling up her cold palm nicely. Instead of being distracted, I actually paid more attention to the road, hyped up from the gentle stroking hand of hers. She never stopped teasing me no matter if there was a bus next to us, or driving beside a truck of workers looking out listlessly. Foreplay under wraps, there was nothing to worry about until we reached the quieter stretches of road to her house.

Jacie flipped open the jacket and bent over the gearbox, bringing her mouth to my groin and tasting the tip with her lips around the hood. Feeling a little high from the tongue twists, I was glad to have reached her place quick. I did a half-fuck job of getting the car into the space, drive right into one head first.

Once the car stopped moving, her mouth went down faster on me, lips lightly pressed together but bouncing harder. Gasps and groans couldn’t be held back as she lowered my backrest for me, giving me a good look at her silhouette pleasuring my stick.

Jacie: ‘Slide your seat backwards.’

A single tug cranked my position back and she readily removed her panties from under her minidress, climbing like a playful kid over my lap.

Me: ‘Wait wait.. condom.’

She paused for a moment while I reached for the glove box, only to feel her positioning my dick upright. Before I could even unlock the box, she had sank her pussy over the tip, groaning out loud to my entry into her vagina.

Me: ‘Hey.. ‘
Jacie (whispering): ‘Fuck that. Fuck me.’

Her knees found a sweet spot to support herself and the series of cowgirl ride pumped my dick in intense pressure, queefing a few times before I felt the suction. Every outward stroke she made felt like her pussy collapsing to the vaccum, the only cure would be to stuff my cock back in. The whole torture went on for at least five minutes, giving me nothing to hold onto except her boobs under her dress.

Jacie: ‘Hey you.. my boobs are so sore now.’
Me: ‘You started it first. Move to the back.’

She crawled uglily to the back and I managed to brush my fingers along her clit while she struggled through the seats. I made a ninja move out of the door and to where she was, without exposing my vulnerability to her. Once we were comfortably seated, I pushed her back away from me and she got into doggie style immediately.

Spooning on top of her, my dick found its way into her pussy and I could only hold her shoulders in this tiny constrained space. I jerked her body back to my cock and moans drowned out my classical music, squeezing me harder as time passed.

Suddenly, her chest slammed into the chair and her thighs kicked out at me, dislodging my cock from her. From then on, she was in a scary fit that shook her body wildly, slowing down to erratic twitches and finally to a stop.

Me: ‘Jacie?.. Jacie?’
Jacie (feebly): ‘Yeah?’
Me: ‘You alright?’

Tiredly, she returned to her sitting position and patted sluggishly on the centre portion. I slid my ass over and she mounted on me again, this time squatting like a pornstar while my cock blindly got sucked into her. Holding on whatever behind my head, only her thighs moved to slam her bum on me, as if milking me for my life.

Me: ‘Shit.. I’m gonna cum soon!’
Jacie: ‘I know.. You’re really hard now.’

I shut my eyes and threw my head back as she kissed my neck, trailing my glistering skin with her tongue. My mind was in a blank thanks to the crazy cowgirl, riding me like I was her pet bull. Time ran out faster than the ticks of a second when my tummy tightened to an incoming orgasm.

Me (whispering): ‘Shooting shooting!’

She took off like a space shuttle as I sprayed into her swift hand, cupping the tip as warm semen poured out of me. On and on I came, getting more desperate as she jerked me so every randomly. By the time I was done, the front of her hand was covered in a sticky mess, and I couldn’t think of anything else.

Pantyless, she stepped out of the door and gathered her panties, wiping my cum on it and wearing it back before my eyes. Hands still a little soiled, she kept it away while collecting the bag, followed by a kiss on my little one that was barely an inch tall.

Jacie: ‘I’ll come back for more k? Thanks for tonight.’

The kiss on my forehead took most of my worries away and the door was shut on me. Recovery aside, she was the only thing on my mind for the drive home. The wildness and openness of a teenager was definitely not to be trifled with.