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Foreign Bodies

Girl: ‘Hi there. Do you know where is block 336?’
Me: ‘It’s quite a distance from here. The block is opposite AMK Hub.’
Girl: ‘So from here I have to walk straight is it?’
Me: ‘Why don’t I bring you there? You’re not in a rush right?’
Girl: ‘I just need to get there by tonight. My plane landed late and I am not very familiar with this place yet.’
Me: ‘It’s just fifteen minutes away. I’ll help you carry your stuff and walk you there.’
Girl: ‘Thank you so much! So sorry to bother you.’

She sounded like a Singapore from her accent but was actually from China. I packed my stuff and kept the Google Maps opened on my phone, showing her the directions and that I wasn’t going to sell her away. The skinny girl was carrying two luggages, one duffel bag and the other was a trolley bag. I took over her duffel and carried them for her as we walked, chatting about her new life in Singapore.

Liqing: ‘What were you doing with your iPad?’
Me: ‘Oh. I was working. That place is quiet and peaceful. I like to watch people walk by too.’
Liqing: ‘You are so weird. People in my country would find their own house to be the safest place to work in.’

She had two weeks of holiday before her contract with a local design firm started, and was more than happy to let me show her around the island, especially the bus routes she had to take for work. We made our way up to her place after a tiring ten minutes walk and the surprise that awaited for us made me sigh out loud.

The 4-room flat had boxes laid up to the doorsteps and only a narrow walkway was made to her room. The luggage had to be carried overhead and it took us more than ten minutes just to get her belongings into the room. We had no idea how long the place had been in this condition, not that it was abandoned, but clearly had not been occupied for at least two months.

Me: ‘You want to change out first? I don’t expect you to clean the place up in a dress.’
Liqing: ‘I should not bother you anymore. It’s getting late.’
Me: ‘I don’t mind. I usually reach home around 1am.’

That white lie couldn’t be any lousier but the kindheartedness in me just couldn’t bear to leave her in this state, without a clean place to even sleep at. She took a fresh set of clothes, towel and her travel sized body wash into the shower and spent a long time inside, presumingly cleaning the toilet while she bathed. I was drenched in sweat and topless when she called out to me, causing me to tumble over the boxes as I dashed to her.

Liqing (shouting): ‘Is everything alright?’
Me: ‘Yeah. I just tripped over some boxes. You need something?’
Liqing: ‘Umm.. I forgot to take my bra and panties.. do you mind?’

I ‘swam’ through the mess and picked out a mismatched set of lingerie, handing it to her through the gap in the door. I wouldn’t expect her to go braless when she had a guest (me), and so I did not think much about it, going back to finish the sloppy job of wiping down all the furniture she needed for the night.

The freshly showered girl had smelled much better and was apologising when she saw the room cleaned of dust and her luggage opened neatly in front of the wardrobe. The rest of the house was still in a mess but I guessed she could sleep better that night.

Liqing: ‘I can’t believe it. You are really fast.’
Me (panting): ‘It’s not really cleaned though. I just wiped it through.’
Liqing: ‘Are all Singaporean guys so helpful?’

Little did she know we were only this good to pretty girls like her. I gave her a single nod and she went on to unpack her clothes into the wardrobe.

Liqing: ‘You want to shower before you go?’
Me: ‘It’s okay. I don’t have clothes to change into.’

I picked up my shirt hanging on the wooden chair and was about to put it on before she pulled it away.

Liqing: ‘别穿湿衣服。’
Translate: Don’t wear wet clothes.

Me: ‘那我就这样回家吧。’
Translate: I shall go home like this then.

She gave me a cute tsk frown and threw an oversized t-shirt at me. I caught it and told her I would take a quick wash before I leave. In the bathroom, the same body wash and shampoo she used was emptied, and I stuck to my words of having a fast shower.

Liqing: ‘那么快？有洗干净吗？’
Translate: So fast? Did you wash yourself properly?

Me: ‘有！’
Translate: Yes!

I wiped myself dry with her towel and was ready to slip her t-shirt on. Just as I was blinded with the shirt over my head, she came to me and hugged me tightly, leaving the shirt stuck around my neck. As her breasts pushed against me, she made some space between our lower bodies and I felt one of her hands digging into my shorts.

Me: ‘喂，别这样。’
Translate: Hey, don’t do this.

Liqing: ‘Shhh.. ‘

My dick was in her hand by then and her eagerness to please sent me carrying her to the bed, falling backwards with her on top. Her body slid down between my legs that were sticking out of the bed and she brought my shorts lower at the same time, taking a whiff at my manhood.

Liqing: ‘真的有洗干净哦。’
Translate: It’s really clean.

Her head turned sideways to give it a few long licks up and down, while I shamelessly placed my arms behind my head to enjoy her gratitude. She did not tease me for too long before devouring the throbbing piece of meat, gliding her lips up and down my shaft while watching the expressions on my face. It was so heavenly that I wasn’t thinking straight when she asked me how it felt.

Liqing: ‘你是在爽还是在受苦啊？’
Translate: Are you feeling pleasured or suffering?

Me: ‘是爽到很苦吧。’
Translate: It’s too pleasurable till I am suffering.

The answer was somehow accepted and the girl went faster for a while, stopping just as my hands went over her head. She turned around to her luggage and flipped everything out, appearing with a first aid pouch in her hands. The zip went lightning fast for her to fish a condom out of it, and she tore it like a hungry tigress. Placing it lightly over my dick, her mouth went around the rubber ring to roll the protection on and she gave me a bonus feel of how skilled she was doing a blowjob even with a condom on.

After everything was in place, Liqing climbed on top of me and kept her hips raised, inches away from my dick that was dying to get inside her. Instead of just sitting over it, she gave me a roselip tease by rubbing her slit along the base of my shaft a few times. She was using it to turn herself on and only after she felt a little more juices lubricating my rod, did she sit at my abs, ready to please me to her fullest.

Very slowly, she slide south over my dick and the penetration was uninterrupted. In one move, she sank my rod deep into her and a moan from her sounded like a click between a key and a keyhole. I had fitted into her so well that she could not move but enjoy the moment for a few seconds.

Liqing: ‘I was so wrong when I imagined Asian guys to be small.’
Me: ‘I could be only one of the few.’

I stuck my tongue out in the cheeky response and she began grinding me revengefully. At first, her boobs were swaying in front of me, then she leaned back onto my bent knees to let my dick stimulate the underside of her pussy, which she fell weak to after a few strokes. I used the strength in my forearm to keep her hips raised before thrusting my rod upwards, jamming it into her contracting pussy as she moaned louder.

Her wet, chest length hair fell over my calves and she did not last long in that position either. Shortly after, she went back to riding me while seated upright, letting her waist did the work fondling the tip of my dick. In that stance, she could move faster just by wriggling her hips and I was soon overwhelmed from the intensity. Despite not changing position, she had showed me the variations of it and was indulging in the fun too.

Me: ‘I am cumming soon. Keep going.’

She jerked for a few more seconds and stopped as my balls tightened, leaving me a little restless when she ended the fun. Liqing dismounted the stallion and sat next to me, removing the condom carefully and chucking it onto the floor. She went down to take my dick in her mouth and let the saliva accumulate before transiting to the next phase. It wasn’t a blowjob at all since her mouth did not move, only leaving some saliva for her to use.

She wrapped her fair fingers over my rod and jerked me gently, paying attention to the areas under the hood and mostly the shaft. The knowledge she had about where to stimulate was commendable, being a guy who did not mind handjob as long as it was done properly. After five minutes had passed, she showed no signs of tiredness but placed a finger under my balls, where the anus was inches away from.

Liqing: ‘About now.’
Me: ‘Huh?’

Her hand suddenly picked up speed and pumped me hard, playing with my balls as she went crazy on me. My mind did not have time to react when the powerful jets of cum took off like a space shuttle, launching into the air and covering her pretty fingers. It was so thick and dense that it did not flow everywhere but stuck onto wherever it landed on. She went on to tease the tip of my dick with her thumb till I was about to beg her, and she stopped in the most timely manner.

Liqing: ‘Let’s go wash up together.’

She pointed at the sides of her duffel bag and I took the two 1-litre bottle of shampoo and body wash, following her behind into the bathroom. There, we soaped each other up and she paid extra attention to my little one, cleaning it thoroughly till it was smelling brand new. I wore her t-shirt and was texting her on the journey, making plans on where to go the next day. She confessed to me that she masturbated herself with the empty shower bottle after I left, thanking me over and over again for the help I gave her, and the fun too. It seemed that she would now have someone to play with whenever she feels stressed out from work.

To think she even offered me an allowance out of her high salary to accompany her, what a lucky life she has here huh?

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An Incepting Story

(girl asked) ‘Hey.. Are you heading to Suntec?’

‘Not really. I’ll be waiting nearby for some friends to finish the countdown. Then maybe go for a drink or something.’

‘That’s cool. Smart choice to avoid the crowd huh? Do you have a nice place to chill? I think I’m going follow your plans until the countdown is over.’

We continued chatting in the train till I switched tracks to Bugis, for a quiet little spot where I would usually write if I am in the vicinity. Once we got out of the station, she casually clung onto my arm as the floor was wet after a rain, and proceeded to a rooftop in total silence.

(her surprised tone) ‘Wow! This place is awesome!’

Having three hours to kill, I set up my iPad and began typing a highly-likely-but-impossible(?) story inspired by our acquaintances.

Leanna knew better than it being a coincidence they had a chance to talk at all. The sight of his toned back, pressed against the thick, cotton, sleeved top that joined the pair of slim-fit jeans so perfectly, was what overpowered her usual shyness to any cross gender interaction. His seemingly light-but-weighted bag showed her more than enough about what he carried, bare necessities for him to get through that rainy night.

With no music in his ears, his eyes fixated on a blank point of the carriage, mind much more active than how distracted he appeared to be. Standing just one feet away during their brief introduction, her mind was mesmerised by his voice, rhythm of speech, and precision to get her questions answered.

As she saw her name, Leanna, appeared at the top, the nature of my literature slowly became clearer.

(she whispered) ‘Erotica?’

‘Yeah.’

Seated beside an erotica writer at the rooftop, her eyes remained glued to the next part he was about to write. Partially overwhelmed by his intellect, the cold ground was gaining contrast to the warmth in her panties, directly in contact with the rain-washed rough surface.

Leanna couldn’t explain the racing heartbeat, and beyond that, an urge to give his bulge a squeeze to see if she turned him on. No way would a sex writer not be turned on when his mind is living a sexual fantasy right?

Slowly, her hand went under my belly that was ‘pushed out’ when I bent forward at my keyboard, and gave the zipper area my dick was supposed to be poking against, a squeeze. My abrupt pause stopped her as well but she requested me to continue, while she ‘tries’ to realise my fantasy.

She finally gave in to the temptation and reached for his zipper, cranking it down so she could slip her fingers into it. When the warm, semi-hard erection greeted her cold fingers, she quickly undid the only button restricting her entry. Once she wrapped her fingers around his manhood tightly, a satisfying gasp from him eased the embarrassment she was still in.

(she said) ‘You’re good.’

‘Here comes the challenge. I’m going to write ahead of what will happen now.’

‘Huh? In the story or real life?’

Within minutes of her handjob, he couldn’t take her teasing anymore and pushed his keyboard away. A little part of her had long been hoping for him to pay her more attention, but another part was dying to read more. His warm hand immediately slid down her thigh, went under her dress and pressed hard on her wet panties.

He had no inhibitions to hold him back when he peeled those underwear off, forcing her to jerk him faster to ‘calm’ him down. Once she was butt-naked, his fingers cycled on her clit at a fast speed, throwing her off with the explosion of pleasure. That guy she had so easily followed to the roof with, knew exactly when to slip his fingers into her, and drove her crazy.

As she moaned and trembled hysterically to his deep thrusts, her body fell into his lap where her hand was still trying to stroke him properly. The overpowering scent of a freshly washed cock, couldn’t be more inviting when she lowered her lips around it. Now, the duo was locked in a race for orgasm, but with the upper hand pumping at her pussy.

(she whispered softly) ‘fuck.. ‘

I couldn’t care less about the sluggish hand stroking my dick and looked at her other hand, fidgeting wildly inside her pink panties. Once the red-faced girl saw my bewildered expression, she shifted my iPad further and handed me my keyboard, to bury her face in my crotch. Holding the base of my shaft, she gave the tip a long kiss before I gasped at the long-awaited descend.

Placing the keyboard on her back, I kept writing while in the mixed realm of pleasure and intellectual sanity.

When she couldn’t take his non-stop digging anymore, she pinned him against the wall and climbed over his lap. In a flash, his dick was brought to a new high, strong heartbeat throbbing in her soft vaginal tissues. The little distance between the wall allowed him to slouch lower, for her to ride him like a rodeo.

Hips grinding fiercely, he played his part by keeping her boobs from bouncing too much – with a sensual massage on them. Her abundance of bodily fluids kept him at the edge, extending his stamina as flashes of numbness ran through his dick head.

After a few minutes of grinding, she planted her lips on him as an orgasm shook her body violently, causing her pussy to tighten around his erupting cock. The series of fast-paced events wasn’t doing any good to him either, as every pause would make him more sensitive below.

‘I’M CUMMING!’, he groaned into her ear and laid her gently on the grey concrete floor, unleashing the last set of womb-deep thrusts into her petite frame. Right before he came, he pulled out of her and she sat upright with him, picking her soaked panties at the same time.

She wrapped it around his cock and pumped for a few more minutes, before his thick semen squirted into it. The curiosity got the better of her when she opened the ‘wrap’, to see a soggy, sticky mess at where her pussy once stayed in.

A tap on her shoulder ended the addictive blowjob, and she spent a few minutes reading the last parts of the story.

(she asked) ‘What happens after that?’

‘I don’t know yet.’

I spun her legs towards me and stripped her panties off, ready to eat her out in doggy when she suddenly had a eureka moment. Squatting against a wall, I remain seated as I ran my tongue along her slit, alternating between flicking her clit and making out with her ‘lower lips’.

Moments later during a break, the huge patch of wetness around my mouth amused her for a good laugh, but it sure didn’t kill the sexy mood we were in. I sat against the wall with my knees up, legs opened. She did the same in front of me and lined our genitals for the penetration course.

We then shifted our asses closer and closer till I poked into her pussy, able to kiss or just hug each other at close proximity. Thankful for our not-so-firm butt, we could jerk our hips at each other and that launched the fastest strokes ever in my life. Both of us moved in the same direction, slamming my cock balls-deep each time we ‘met’.

First, she was leaning over me and fucking me with a peeing pose, swinging her hips so hard onto my groin to thoroughly cover every area inside her. Next, it was me in half-missionary, towering over her body as I drove my dick top-down on my knees.

Each passing minute got her tighter, and I still had not given her an orgasm yet. Indeed, unlike what I usually write, it just wasn’t that easy. We didn’t stop for a second to rest since we were taking turns fucking each other, until the inevitable was about to cum.

(she groaned excruciatingly) ‘It’s coming.. It’s coming!’

‘Fuck! Me too!’

A hard grip on her arms sent us in the opposite direction, disconnecting like a hose spraying out of control. I handed her her panties and she knew what to do with it. My fingers kept rubbing her clit as she fumbled for the ‘same spot’ on her panty as ‘her’ in the story. As soon as she found it, it went over my dick head and a handjob brought me to my climax.

Our timing was impeccable as we came together, watching our eyes sparkle as we looked for ourselves. In the moment of synchronicity, our returning epiphany smothered the temporary desire for each other.

(she said) ‘Now, this.’

She got up energetically and wore the panties back, smoothing out the part where my cum came in contact with her pussy. We adjusted our clothes back and caught the seconds from midnight. Like lovebirds, I stood behind her and hugged tightly, as fireworks marvelled the night sky with the impressive land-to-air attacks.

(I whispered) ‘Let’s go.’

To start off our new year, we exchanged numbers before going our separate ways, but never too far for us to live out the fantasies I wrote for her in her absence.

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Ignorant Kids

I was in the living room drinking my chilled bottle of water when my nose picked up a scent of cigarettes. Knowing that there was no one in the household who smoked, I looked out of the window but found no one below my block (I lived on the second storey). So the next place that made sense to check was the door, and the sight through my peephole wasn’t a surprise to me at all. Two secondary school students, a guy and a girl, were smoking and talking at the staircase. I was feeling really lazy then but wanted to be ready to call the police if they made a scene at my doorstep.

After two minutes or so, they suddenly put their bags down and the girl started removing her shorts from under her skirt. I couldn’t ignore what was happening and pasted my ears on the fireproof door, listening in to their conversations.

Girl (whispering): ‘Eh.. No one will come right?’
Guy: ‘No lah. It’s so early in the morning.’

True enough, it was only 4.30am and no one would be heading out. The nosey me kept watching as the guy unzipped his pants and lowered them to the ground. The girl did not hesitate at all when she squatted down and took his dick into her mouth, leaning against the rails while his hips jerked to her blowjob. I could totally make out the ecstatic look on him whenever he groaned with his head looking upwards, and the blowjob ended after a few minutes.

I ran my hands over the lock and realised I had forgotten to fasten it, but I was going to give them a little ‘surprise’ anyway. As the girl bent over the handrails, the male student flipped her skirt over her back and shifted their bodies to face my door. Although I could no longer see the entry process, the expression on the malnourished thin girl did catch my attention, watching her hand go between her thighs to guide him in.

Guy (whispering): ‘You’re fucking tight today.’
Girl (whispering): ‘It’s my first time doing it outside lah.’

I took my phone out and placed the camera directly into the peephole, turning on the video recording as soon as they started banging. The vignetting effect had caught the whole situation in ‘retro-style’ and their faces could be clearly seen on film. Right after I got a few minutes of their dirty act, I did not waste anymore time and swung the door open, with my camera still aimed at them.

The main gates were locked to my advantage (protection) and they got dressed super fast. The guy ran out of my sight to the lower floor and waited for the girl, until I stuck my phone out at him. I did not expect him to run away without his partner, but that was exactly what he did! The poor girl got all her belongings after a while and disappeared from my floor, giving me all the time to back up the video into my laptop.

After fifteen minutes or so in front of my computer, a knock came through the door and I saw the female student in tears at the gate. All of a sudden, I realised what I did could traumatise her for a long time.

Me: ‘Yes?’
Girl: ‘Can you delete the video?’
Me: ‘How do you even know I am really recording?’
Girl: ‘We.. I think we were too loud. I’m sorry. Please don’t spread it can?’
Me: ‘Where is your friend? He is not with you?’
Girl: ‘No. He told me not to care. But I can’t. I am a girl after all.’

I opened the gates and stepped out into the lift landing, without my phone in case she snatched it away. The swollen eyes certainly melted my heart and I made up my mind to delete it after she left.

Me: ‘How old are you?’
Girl: ’15?’
Me: ‘He too?’
Girl: ‘Yeah.’

I did not mention a word after that and simply sat at the next flight of stairs above mine, wondering if I should scold or comfort her. She remained quiet as well and began removing her shorts while seated next to me, reaching out for the bulge in my pants that had been up since they were bonking.

Girl: ‘I help you and you don’t tell anyone about what he and I did, can?’
Me: ‘I don’t know. You seemed like a nice girl to be with him. He just ran away and left you there.’
Girl: ‘We are just friends. We did it just for fun.’
Me: ‘Okay. I don’t want you to be hurt by him.’

Her sorrowful state was enough for me to delete the video right there and but the bastard me didn’t want to just let her off like that. I leaned backwards and tugged my boxer shorts low enough to let my hard on out, and her hand went straight to it and started jerking.

Me: ‘Didn’t you like sucking?’

Like it or not, she understood what I meant and went down on me, wrapping her lips around my shaft and thrusting her head. I held onto the railings as her mouth sucked me harder, going deeper as I groaned in pleasure. Her full attention was on me and I didn’t want to be the only person enjoying it.

Me: ‘Masturbate yourself too.’

One of her hands disappeared under her skirt and she began making moans that sounded like earlier, when he was ramming his cock into her. After a few scary occasions hearing doors being unlocked, I slowed her mouth down and stood up. She was looking at me throughout and was waiting for me to give her the next command. Well, it was time to wrap things with my last request.

Me: ‘Bend over like just now. I will be the last guy inside you until you have a boyfriend. Can you promise me that?’
Girl: ‘Deal.’

She got on her feet in a livelier mood and even had a firm smile. I carried her to sit on the narrow, horizontal part of the handrails and placed hands on my shoulders for balance. I stepped towards her and let her legs go around my waist, getting into position to let me own her body. Inch by inch, my dick disappeared into her pussy and she was watching the penetration closely.

Me: ‘How does it feel?’
Girl: ‘You’re bigger than him.’
Me: ‘Glad you like it.’

I held her in my arms and began thrusting my hips furiously, ramming her tiny slit with a huge cock. Her waist was so thin that I worried about crushing her, yet her sensual moans into my ears kept driving my dick faster. I did not know then how would I let her go free, but that could wait till later. I focused on pounding the little girl crazy and she grew tighter as I sped up.

In less than three minutes, her body slumped onto my chest and I felt an overwhelming black hole swallowing my rod. She was so unbelievably tight that I had to force myself to stop moving, or be a 15 year old girls’ husband. Once she recovered, I took things slower and she was more responsive to my control strokes.

Me: ‘Where does he usually shoot?’
Girl: ‘We only did it two times before, in school. The first time inside me and the second time in my mouth.’
Me: ‘Hmm.. then where do you want me to unload?’
Girl: ‘In my mouth?’
Me: ‘Deal.’

I helped her off the railings and backed away, for my turn to lean on the wall as she kneeled on her skirt for me. My hands were away from her when she brought her mouth to my dick and a few seconds was all she needed to start sucking me. This time, she was more initiative in stroking the base where her mouth couldn’t reach and fondling my balls while at going it, taking it deeper than before but without any gagging sounds.

We lasted for almost five minutes in that position and the countless times I asked if she was tired always garnered a reply from her, by going faster and deeper. Finally, the desire to end the game came and I gave her the warning calmly. She opened her mouth and continued pumping my dick pointed at her lips for whatever was coming.

About ten seconds later, I bent my knees a little and shoved my dick a little into her mouth, pushing her lower jaws down to contain the explosion that went off right after her lips touched the dick head. As I was shooting, her hands went to my hips and held me firmly, before gliding her lips down my shaft again. It had accidentally caused me to moan like a girl when my dick went into overdrive, shooting every last drop out to her after-ejaculate blowjob.

After I finished, I had to jump away from the smiling girl as she noticed how weak I had became in her hands, or mouth in this case. We began dressing up after we were done and she spent most time clipping her fringe up.

Girl: ‘You don’t have to delete the video, but please don’t spread it.

That deal she said came with one condition though. She would drop by after school that day to see what was captured on it. I immediately counter-proposed to meet her before school starts everyday.

Girl: ‘I don’t have school tomorrow. How?’
Me: ‘Hmm.. good question.’
Girl: ‘Let’s go somewhere else and have fun in peace?’

I nodded in satisfaction to her idea and let her go to school without any worry. During the short rest, we had exchanged numbers and texted the whole day, mostly her ranting to me about school life.

Girl (Whatsapp): ‘This is for you.’

An image came attached in the message and it was a picture of her, standing in front of a mirror in the ladies, blouse unbuttoned and a hand under her skirt without her shorts or panties. After school, she surprised me in a body hugging tube top, and a flare skirt so we could get to it immediately.

A new, before-school ‘CCA’.

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Deprived Helper

My maid Lati was doing the laundry when she called out to me, asking why were there holes in my underwear. I had figured out what she was talking about before I even saw what she was holding. It was a set of three underwear that I bought, that was made of sheer material over my crotch, somewhat like a g-string, but consisted of a little ‘pouch’ to hold my package.

Me: ‘This is a new design. It’s more airy.’
Lati: ‘Are you sure this is for guys?’
Me: ‘Duh. You look at the front, girls got things to hold meh?’

She giggled as she threw the two of it in, stuffing the washing machine full with her own clothes as well. We had fixed a day to wash all the inner wear for hygiene’s sake and the last few pieces of panties that went in had a similar skimpy designs too.

Me: ‘You also wear like me ah?’
Lati: ‘Like you said lo, more airy. I like.’
Me: ‘Where did my mum go? I didn’t see her today.’
Lati: ‘She went to Malaysia to visit her relative. I think she will come back tomorrow.’

After we hired a maid, my mum had been frequently out with her friends and visited more places to catch up with her dreams. My dad was a taxi driver and had a taxi to himself, choosing to work all day except to come home to sleep at midnight.

Me: ‘Since it’s just the two of us, you want to rest today? Don’t cook. I go buy food.’

For twenty over years, I had been used to living alone and taking care of all the chores, that’s why I still did not let her do all the work, respecting her as more of a helper than being a ‘mum replacement’. I went to the kitchen where the basket of dirty clothes laid and took out a pair of worn shorts, swapping out the torn boxers for it. Lati was right beside me dumping the detergent in and could see what I wore, the black coloured underwear that hid nothing beneath the see-through material.

I was semi-hard from the early morning and she was staring at it the whole while. And how did I know? Cause I was watching her as I changed, hoping that she was busy but soon, I realised she was bound to see such things in days to come.

Her upwards glancing eyes at me was telling me ‘good job’, probably for having that size. I went about buying the food for the both of us and we ate quietly at the dining table to the whining sounds of the washing machine.

Lati: ‘Does your girlfriend take care of you?’
Me: ‘Every now and then? Your boyfriend leh? You’re only 23 right?’
Lati: ‘He is too small for me. So I always take care of myself.’
Me: ‘Haha. Doesn’t matter as long as you love him right?’
Lati: ‘But now he is so far away, I think he go find other girls already.’
Me: ‘No lah. He won’t. Like you say, he is too small right?’

This domestic helper we hired was a little plump at first, but after doing all the work for a month, she was slimming down and her figure was no difference from a girl who had been working out in the gym. Nonetheless, her dress code was pretty conservative except for the times she chose to get dressed outside the bathroom, letting me catch glimpses of her in bra.

Me: ‘So am I bigger than him?’

She gave a shy nod and a slap on my arm, hurrying me to finish the meal so she could wash the chopsticks. After I was done, I went into the living room to watch the non-stop movie channel and she joined me.

Lati: ‘Yes lah. You are bigger.’
Me: ‘Show me how long is he?’

She held her hand up and showed me the diameter of two one dollar coins. Pretending not to know how long was it, I asked if she could show it to me side by side and I moved before she could answer. My shorts went down to my knees and I kicked it onto the ground. Wearing just the see-through underwear, she placed the two fingers beside my dick, and replied ‘this long’.

In a do or die moment, I grabbed her wrist and pulled it over my dick, where she naughtily leaned closer to hold it in her hand.

Lati: ‘It’s so warm.’
Me: ‘Can you make me happy?’

She gave me a slutty wink and tugged my underwear below my balls. She then tucked her hair over her ears and went down on me, licking the tip a few times to get me harder. My hands could not resist going over her head and pushing her, just to show her how eager I was. Finally, her lips parted and some warm saliva flowed over my rod.

Bending down beside me, her lips pressed hard around my girth and brought them up and down, going in a steady pace. I was growing harder by the minute and her hands were soon on her boobs, making small squeezes on them.

Me: ‘Since mother won’t be home so soon, we can do a little exercise.’
Lati: ‘You got condom?’
Me: ‘It’s in the blue Toyogo box. Help me take?’

She got up hastily and went into my room, appearing shortly after with a smooth glass dildo and the 3-pack box.

Lati: ‘Can I try this? I never see one before.’
Me: ‘Can.. I put on the condom first.’

She stood in front of me and I took the packet from her, ripping the silver wrapper and rolling the rubber. She stripped her shorts and a nude coloured panties off, before sitting beside me by leaning against the armrest on the other side. Her opened legs soon met the dildo and she was not shy in pleasing herself at all. The tip of the dildo went along her slit a few times before she pushed it in.

Lati: ‘Sir, can you buy an electric shaver for me?’
Me: ‘We go buy together next time.’

Although she had asked for it, her pussy was thoroughly shaved and clean, healthy pink between her dark skin. She masturbated herself non-stop and moaned hysterically, turning me on with her sweet voice that sounded like nothing her speaking voice.

Me: ‘Lati.. I can’t wait anymore.’
Lati: ‘You very naughty ah.’

She reached her hands out for me and I went on top of her, parking the tip in, I asked if she was ready and she said yes with her eyes closed. It must have been a long time since she had a dick in her and I was all armed and ready to fire.

With a strong thrust, I pierced into her pussy and she screamed in a sharp pitch. Seeing how agonising it was, the next thing to do was to keep moving so the pain would go away. I was pounding my heart out as her hands went to my ribs, holding me steady. We did missionary for only three minutes, before she suddenly went black and her body began shaking, from a gentle one to a violent convulsion.

I got worried at one point in time, but she quickly assured me that it was how she climaxed, especially with a huge dick in her. I did not care if she was telling the truth when she claimed I was the second dick she had, but kept ramming her swollen cunt.

Lati: ‘Let me go on top and make you happy master.’

I sat myself upright in the middle of the sofa and she faced the TV, before sitting down over my rod. She bounced her body on top of my lap continuously while moaning, leaning back on me whenever she came. I couldn’t take the shallow thrusts in that position and got her to bend over the coffee table, with her legs together.

Lati: ‘Don’t go too fast k? I scared I hit the table when I climax.’

Ignoring her words, I shoved my dick in high speed, holding her waist as her body weakened. We remained in that position for as long as I could remember as her pussy was contracting around my dick, stimulating the tip where it got too sensitive.

Me: ‘Where do you want me to shoot?’
Lati: ‘Wait wait.. take it out.’

I pulled out of her before I even felt the urge and she turned around to kneel between my legs. Her mouth went over it again after tearing the condom off and sucked me tirelessly, listening to my groans. She was so skilled in her oral sex that I was losing my mind as she went on. Forcing her face deeper into my crotch, my dick had disappeared fully in her mouth and I was too high to care.

Me: ‘I’m shooting!’

She lifted her head till only her lips were around my hood, and went down in quick but short jerking motion. Driving my mind crazy with that focus around my dick head, I did not last more than thirty seconds before my load flushed into her mouth. Lati was swallowing as I came, sucking me like a straw till everything was out.

We were finally done with our little deed and she went back beside me, with her hands massaging my balls.

Lati: ‘Men need to massage after sex so it will feel relaxed.’

Her tight grip on my dick kept pumping my shrinking rod till it was too small, and she cleaned me up with her bath towel from the toilet.

Lati: ‘Since mother is not home today, can I ask my friend over?’
Me: ‘Who is your friend?’
Lati: ‘She lives just below us, also a maid. But her family is on a holiday, so she is doing nothing too.’
Me: ‘Okay then. But please don’t make too much noise k?’
Lati: ‘I want her to meet you. Cause you always take care of me.’

She texted on her phone for a while before the doorbell rang. A small girl with the same skin tone as Lati entered in a long t-shirt, with her nipples poking against her shirt. Luckily, I had my boxers on but this time, without anything underneath.

Girl: ‘Hi, I am Lemmy.’
Me: ‘Hi. You can call me.. ‘
Lati: ‘Boy boy!’

Lemmy giggled at her interruption and sat next to me, clamping me between two girls. Lati did not waste anymore time in pulling my boxers down and bringing Lemmy’s hand to my dick, speaking to her in their mother tongue. Lemmy soon flashed a smile at me and took the box of condom I had forgotten on the table, placing it on my chest.

Lati: ‘Take care of my good sister too can?’
Me: ‘Hello. I am not even hard yet.’

Sensing a chance to display her skills, Lemmy got on her knees and took my little one into her mouth, giving it a mouth-to-dick resuscitation. After it grew to a proper size in her mouth, she stood up and lifted her shirt to show me her bare butt. Lati helped me put on a fresh condom and pointed it upwards to the girl climbing on top of the sofa, slowly descending down to my dick.

Lemmy was much tighter than Lati, and we were fucking in seated-cowgirl throughout the session. She was much more active in her hips and grinded me non-stop till she came. After about two orgasms for her, my second load was about to unload and I told them what was happening in my balls.

Lati: ‘You want to taste him?’

Lemmy did not answer her and crawled to the empty side, remaining in a doggie position as she mouth fucked my dick. I came shortly after into her inexperienced mouth and she did the same, swallowing it before taking her rest.

Lemmy: ‘Oh! What is this?’

The flushed face on her did not show any exhaustion at all, picking up the glass toy on the table. I got up and let the two girls sit with their legs opened, facing each other. As a benevolent master, I helped them get the toy into their pussies and let them have the afternoon to themselves, fucking the fortunate dildo to their hearts’ content.

Me: ‘Lemmy, it’s getting late. Do you need to go home for dinner?’
Lemmy: ‘No one is home. I can stay here tonight.’

The girls did not have anything for dinner except my dick, where I felt like a king on my bed as they took turns to suck me off. By nightfall, I was dead tired but the girls were still hyperactive, probably excited at their newfound ‘freedom’ to unlimited orgasms since their arrival in Singapore.

Lati: ‘Master, can I not wear my underwear when we are alone? I don’t want to keep washing them.’
Me: ‘Sure. Up to you?’
Lati: ‘But you also must do the same. Or you can wear just the sexy underwear. It’s easier to wash.’

I did not mind her requests at all, and we had our fun around the house whenever we were alone, which equates to ‘most of the time’.

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Standing at my usual bus stop, the next bus was coming in two minutes, and the bus after was three minutes away. A small Vietnamese girl working at a massage shop behind me stood beside me and asked if I had a lighter. I had seen her a few times and out of the few ladies working there, she seemed to be the best looking, with a petite body, blonde dyed hair that was usually tied up in a ponytail, for ease of work I guess. She was about to lit her cigarette until I told her about the bus timing and she quickly put the stick back into the box.

We stood there speechless until our bus came, and I did not flag it.

Girl: ‘No going home?’
Me: ‘Next bus in three minutes, less people.’

The second bus had caught up with the first and it was those miscalculations that us Singaporeans used to make a fuss over. We boarded the second one and I headed right for the upper deck, the usual case to have some peace for the long ride. Surprisingly, she followed me up despite alighting earlier, something I noticed whenever I looked out of the windows.

Being the only two passengers, we were alone as we chatted in short phrases, sharing details about our lives and work.

Bian: ‘Very hard to find men like you, so hardworking and good looking.’
Me: ‘Thanks. You are pretty and hardworking too. I see you everyday there.’

For someone whom always had a tough life, she was mature in her thinking and did not hesitate a single bit when she picked my arm up to slip hers under it. Our fingers interlocked and she was sitting closer to me.

Bian: ‘Accompany me a while?’
Me: ‘Okay.’

I did not know what were her plans, but it was still a long way from home and I could definitely spare the time. The white MNG tank top was thick enough to hide her bra cups and I could not see much beyond that. She wore a maxi skirt that extended to her calves and it was making her looked a little Singaporean.

Bian: ‘You got girlfriend?’
Me: ‘No.’

Her hand suddenly went over to my jeans and massaged my bulge until my mind finally gave in, erecting the meat to build a tent quickly. She did not waste anytime and unzipped me, doing all the work while I was feeling lucky. But something soon made me stopped her.

Me: ‘Bian, you do this for a living. I cannot afford to pay you. I don’t earn much too.’
Bian: ‘Don’t worry. I just want to feel love. Not horny.’

She probably meant ‘horny’ as ‘lust’. Her job as a masseuse consisted of giving customers ‘special’ and it was purely to make more money, not for love or anything emotional. Once my dick was hard in her jerking hand, she stood up and raised that long skirt, keeping it in her grip around her hips.

She remembered the safety precautions she needed to take and a condom was fished from her wallet, giving it to me with her open-crotch panties exposed under her groin. I quickly rolled it on and she climbed over my lap, making sure to cover our genitals with her skirt so no intruders would get a peek even if they knew what we were doing.

Sitting on my lap, she grabbed the handrails behind me and sat with my dick under her pussy. Bian was still dry when we started, so she had to rock her hips a little to rub against her pussy, till it was moist. Picking her body up, my dick flicked upright for her to sit over it. She made it seemed so easy with a forward slide to get it in. After it sunk all the way into her, she began bouncing, grinding back and forth on my lap. There wasn’t space for any other positions except the one she started.

Slowly, I was in my own world feeling that tight cunt going up and down my dick, while she was moaning softly into my ears.

Me: ‘You like it?’
Bian: ‘Yes. Very sexy and I feel love.’

Not sure if I was ‘loving’ her or just love what she did, she grew tighter as time passed and she was glowing with sexuality too.

Bian: ‘Tight?’
Me: ‘Yes. Very tight.’

I slouched my body lower for her to go faster and a gentle tremble was building in her arms. Her body turned cold all of a sudden and dews of sweat formed on her fair skin. I knew she was about to cum and I placed my hands around her butt, doing a little ‘pumping’ motion to drive her faster and deeper.

Bian: ‘I am cumming.. ‘

A bit more time passed and she changed her hands to hug around my neck, planting a hard kiss as I felt her getting more slippery. Our movements stopped and her body shook more violently. I did not want to end the pleasure just like this and kept sliding her along my lap, thrusting at the same pace as before.

As she climaxed and recovered, I was still using her to get to my orgasm. It took us another five minutes before my dick gave up fighting the urge, and I warned her about my ejaculation. Bian held me tighter to stop me from moving anymore and dismounted me, letting her skirt fall back down while sitting next to me.

Bian: ‘I give you my special.’

She was about to remove the condom when I held her hand, shaking my head so she wouldn’t do anything she would regret later. Actually, I was the cowardly one and did not want to be infected, if she was even carrying something.

Her head went over my groin and sucked on that rubber skinned dick, shoving her face deep and fast. It only took her a minute before I could no longer hold it in anymore. Her mouth had made a suction that kept my mind thinking I was still fucking her, and her tongue served as an extra stimulation that kept swirling around the tip.

I lifted her head up and she jerked me off, till the creamy load gushed into that transparent rubber, filling the reservoir tip up.

Bian: ‘So much!’
Me: ‘Yeah. I haven’t shoot for a long time.’

She smiled and took the condom off professionally, without a single drop leaking from it. We stayed in each other’s embrace for the rest of the journey and she spent the night at my place. Well, smuggling her into my room was the toughest part as my grandmother was in the living room at that time, sleeping soundly to the sounds from the TV.

That night, we went for another round before sleeping, making sure to use a condom no matter how horny we were. It did really feel like ‘love making’ when we had sex at my place, showing me that language wasn’t a barrier between two person, only a rubber barrier could give us the sense of enjoying without fear of causing any accidents.