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Coming Out on Top

(Maeve whispered) ‘you said I could do anything I want right?’

‘Right now?’

While I took a closer look around us, she stuck a hand into my shorts that she knew I would not wear an underwear under, and began stroking my cock. As it grew larger, she bent her chest over to my side and took me into her mouth in one stroke, making soft slurping noises as saliva trickled down my shaft.

Drifting in and out of sanity, I could barely keep my eyes open as her lips gracefully trailed along my manhood, taking her time to channel my cum upwards. When she tickled the tip of my cock with her tongue, I lost control of myself and gasped to the unwanted attention from couple a few seats in front of us, forcing me to put on a straight face as she bobbed her head up and down.

It didn’t take her long to put her hand to use, pumping me up and down in the opposite direction of her mouth. Under the combined magic of her wondrous hand-blowjob, I was left trembling helplessly to her increasing tempo.

(I whispered aloud) ‘maeve! I’m gonna haaaa! ngh! ngh! ngh!’

As powerful contractions emptied my balls of cum, she hummed to the continuous squirts that filled her cheeks up nicely. Just as she pulled her head away, more passengers arrived to fill the seats at the upper deck.

‘J? And Maeve?’

The man whom took the seat right in front of us asked and we were duly surprised by his impeccable timing.

‘Yes. Let’s move to the back.’

The three of us sat right at the far end and we, the guys, promptly covered our groins with our respective jackets. Maeve slipped both her hands under the covers and once again, began jerking me off.

The gentleman on the other side of us was soon writhing and panting as his jacket fluttered up and down, at the same momentum she was pumping my cock.

Without any protection (like rubber), he was completely unshielded from her playful fingers, which I assumed she teased us the same way out of convenience. When I felt her thumb digging into my pee hole, I heard our third wheel gasped, then letting off an agonising grunt which lasted as long as she pried our penises from the top.

Once she resumed the handjob(s), he was quick to pull her hand out from under, only to hastily ask us for ’tissues’. Maeve, being the prepared one, offered him two and he finished himself off for her.

After our guest was due, it was my turn to cum and she let me unload (upwards) into her palm where she then licked my semen off.

(Man said) ‘I should get off now. Thank you guys for the treat.’

With that, he left the entire length of rear seats to us and that was where she drained the rest of my strength with a 30-minute long tease for us to get home.

But we didn’t get home immediately either, at least not until I came another time into her mouth at a random staircase.

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Cum-now-not

(M whispered) ‘hey baby.. ‘

Before I could even say a word, I felt her fingers digging into my boxers for the morning erection that was bulging from under. It only took her three seconds to stick it through the (unbuttoned) fly and pop it into her mouth, that garnered an exasperated groan from my unprepared body.

As she slowly slid her lips down my shaft, I could only clench my fists until it was time for her to ‘go up’. Immediately after that, she went down again and repeated the whole cycle, diminishing the strength I had gathered from a good night of sleep.

Throughout her slow, sensual blowjob, I was groaning in so much pleasure from drifting in and out of agony, caused by the slowness in her ‘descend’.

(M whispered) ‘come.. sit up for me.. turn to the side.. ‘

She climbed out of bed and helped me sit upright in her direction, drooping my legs over the length of the bed. My legs were then spread apart as she kneeled between them, resuming her blowjob shortly after.

This time, instead of making the arduous ‘up-down’ movement, she was sucking me in the ‘back-forth’ angle, which eased the strain on her neck. Not only did she went a little faster, her other hand was fondling my hanging testicle non-stop.

My cycle of lust and desperation lasted for a long while until she decided to wrap her fingers around the bottom-section of my shaft, which she knew was a killer-move for me. In no time, my mind was overwhelmed with the sensation of a vaginal, which can not be possible when she was obviously using her mouth.

It seemed, that the combination of a savlia-filled mouth and a set of agile, nimble hands managed to replicate, and even outperform a vaginal penetration.

My body, took little time to succumb to her amazing skill and forced me to hold her still before I came.

‘I’m cumming soon. Where do you.. OH FUCK!’

M shoved her face straight into my groin halfway through my question and nullified any doubts, about pumping my cum right inside where my dick was. For a moment, I thought I felt her grin (on my cock) when I collapsed onto the bed, limbs sprawled open in utter exhaustion.

As usual, she swallowed all of it and curled herself up next to me, massaging my softening manhood with one hand.

‘You should shower before eating.’

Five minutes was all I had before she dragged me out of bed, into the toilet where I was stripped and then doused with warm water. I was shampooing my hair when she joined me unexpectedly, taking charge of my body by soaping me neck down. With two pairs of hands, things moved pretty quickly and I was clean-and-dry in under ten, but not before she went down on me again.

Just as I thought her hand-mouth combo couldn’t get any better, she actually outdone herself within two ‘sessions’. Right before my eyes, she alternated her mouth and hand at a 2:5 ratio, building up my urge at an unimaginable rate.

If I was ‘relaxed’ and ‘constantly drained’ in bed, this was an exact opposite. For as long as she went down on me, my toes cramped up, my knees wobbled non-stop, my thighs twitched so unnaturally, but my hands were right behind her head, ‘asking’ for more.

Once she got tired, I thrust my hips shallow enough not to choke her, and maintained a comfortable speed until I was about to blow (again).

‘M.. M? I’m think I’m going to.. ‘

Right there and then, she retracted her neck and left me throbbing in mid-air. She did nothing else except getting out of shower and going back into my room, where a fresh set of clothes was waiting.

‘C’mon. Let’s get dressed.’

She got dressed first and I was asked not to put on anything so she could do it for me. My shirt, was the only thing she put over me since she was back in bed, mouth over my cock to revive my earlier erection. Things couldn’t get any harder especially when I was left hanging just minutes ago.

I was at a size that she accidentally choked on when she tried to deep throat me. After experiencing that discomfort, it was her hands that appeased me, until a much bigger orgasm arrived at my door.

‘M.. ‘

(She asked) ‘Are you cumming?’

‘Yes.. just.. keep going and I will.. I will.. ‘

Immediately, she took her hands away and left me ‘bouncing’ again, and there was nothing I could do about it. I had not forgotten what I agreed on the previous night, to let her do whatever she wants.

Half-naked, I ate my breakfast alone (in bed) since she had already eaten, but apparently not full enough to keep interrupting me with her deep throat-ing teases. Yes, I had to chew while she toyed with my penis.

Once I was done, I got properly dressed and we made our way to the theatres. In there, while she got to spend the entire ninety minutes watching the movie, I was gasping and fidgeting to her hand in my pants, in the (un)luckily empty cinema.

After a peaceful meal at Swensen’s, we did a little shopping, people-watching-from-Starbucks, until it was time to send her home. On the long bus ride, she did the same thing with her hand and kept blue-balling me, all the way till we reached her bus stop.

When she led me to the block we once got ‘too carried’ away, she went down on me again. Unlike the other times, she let me hold her head and thrust to my heart’s content, although I was careful not to overdo it.

In the end, I poured a bigger-than-ever load into her mouth to end the day on the best terms. Without any mess, we went our separate ways but I stuck around her place, just to catch a glimpse of her in a sexy one-piece mini-dress she wore to meet her friends at Stickies.

Guess who came over drunk and had raw, wild sex with me?

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Crazy Bus

As the bus came to a screeching halt, everyone tumbled forward in their own demise. Even I, whom was already standing in the corner reserved for wheelchairs, against one of those tall cushions, wasn’t spared when a girl came slamming into my chest. For such an accident, I wouldn’t think in the direction of ‘Ooo! Boobs!’ It was just a pitiful sight to see folks dishing cuss words as they recovered their balance.

But not only was the girl unable to stand upright from the crowd pushing behind her, her groin was pinned against one of my protruding knees. My bag, which I had initially stood over, had slid just forward enough to get stuck under that very cushion, without space for me to pry it free.

As more passengers boarded that bus full of weirdly angst people, she tucked her elbows into my chest to maintain a respectable distance.

‘Sorry’, she whispered while looking down, fully aware of how awkward it would be if she looked at me. I mean, we would be close enough to kiss. The movements of the overcrowded bus made things more embarrassing as it jerked and jutted, likely to the inexperience AND frustrated mood of the driver. He is after all, still getting a dressing down from those standing right outside his ‘safe space’.

‘Sorry sorry’, I heard two more of those words before hands slid down my thigh (that her pussy was grinding on), clearly wanting to create some space between us. Unruly passengers finally tore the last straw when her face squished into my chest, almost hugging me at the waist.

It was then I felt my knee getting very warm, even though she wore a long dress. A few minor adjustments on her end spread her feet wider to properly plant her warm groin on me, while people alighted and boarded without helping us feel better.

Suddenly, she moved an elbow up and down, at the same time I felt a rubbing motion on my groin. This sweet smelling girl was actually masturbating me? I put a hand on her forearm to check and was immediately redirected to her hip, where I warily slid over her ass.

No one else could look down, let alone spot us. She had slowly picked her chin up to let me take a good look – at a pair of mesmerised eyes. Dreamy, I would call them, as she soaked in the autonomous tiptoeing-knee-raising act that went between her legs.

Her arms went around my butt and sleight my phone out, for me to unlock, so she could punch her number in. A few more minutes of grinding later, the atmosphere in the bus relaxed and she found footing.

She proceeded to front-sling her backpack, before turning around to lean her back on me. One of her hands was still stroking me, but the other had wrapped my free hand around her belly. I took a leap of faith and reached further along her pantyline, till I located the centre of her womanhood, to keep massaging that spot till she pressed the bell.

‘Text me’, she breathed on her way to the exit, leaving me with a smile as she watched my bus continue on the journey. Well, we met after work and managed to steal a moment to hook up, at the stairwell of her office that was empty by then.

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Bus Fair

‘J.. I can’t go any further.’

‘But we just left house!’

‘I know. It’s rubbing me on the inside with each step I take. My panties is soaked.’

Unwilling to solve that ‘healthy’ problem, I dragged her to the bus interchange ten minutes away, listening to her occasional gasps and moans whenever she had to step over something. The only break she got so far was during the wait for the bus, which undid all the calm when we hiked up the tall steps to the upper deck.

We took a seat somewhere close to the rear and it didn’t take her more than a few seconds to perch one of her feet onto the seat, immediately rubbing on her groin to relief the ‘pressure’. The hyped up girl snatched my arm and used me to massage her, until the bus started moving.

As soon as the bus manoeuvred out of the interchange, she slipped a hand into the loose shorts I wore and started jerking me off, making me really hard and big in record time. How could I, after all, not get turned on by her helplessness under my control?

I clicked on the control in my hand and it brought her head down to my erection at an instant, working that glib tongue on that shiny, red head so swollen for her. There was nothing more I had to do except guiding her lower, sucking all the life out of me while I maintained a straight face.

Over the next few stops, she paused and continued going down on me, until another couple sat two rows behind us. All we could do without arousing any suspicion was a handjob, that drove my fingers even faster under that tank top (I bought) she wore as a dress.

(Amy whispered) ‘I’m coming again!’

For the fifth time, she left marks on my forearm and finally, collapsed onto the window in exhaustion. The hand in my shorts was still moving, though it was more of a massage than handjob.

(I asked) ‘Baby, would you like me to cum in your mouth?’

‘How?’

‘Just keep going and then suck me off?’

‘But there’s people behind us.’

‘Precisely.’

I held the opening of my shorts open for her and she paid more attention to it, pumping her fist faster and faster. It took me about three bus stops length before I pushed her neck towards my groin, which she wearily gave in and took my cock in her mouth and let me mouth-fuck her for a bit till I came.

For at least ten seconds, she didn’t get up and kept sucking for every last drop, which couldn’t seem to be enough for her. At last, she rose from the seat and none of us dared to look behind at the ‘busy’ couple.

(Amy whispered) ‘Can I take it out?’

‘Nope. Not till we are done with dinner.’

After dinner, she became the impatient one to look for a ‘hideout’, which we found at a nearby HDB where we shagged one out without removing any of our clothes. So it seemed that her outfit of a short dress, pretty laced panties, and my attire of a t-shirt and sports shorts, is the key to anytime-anywhere sexual relief.

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Surprise Surprise

‘SURPRISE!’

‘Hey. Oh my god. Breakfast?’

Although I was a little grouchy in the morning, the sight of Shermaine and her plastic bag full of food did cheer me up a little. She had bought porridge for my whole family, and the both of us had ours in my room. As usual, she could only finish half of her portion and left the rest to me, while she gave me another surprise..

After she put on some light music on her phone, she did a little dance with her killer hot bod, while stripping down to her birthday suit. It was only then did I realised, that she had applied make up, while clothed in the light yellow floral spag dress we bought together.

Of course, my growing erection didn’t stop me from eating but it wasn’t long before I had to stop – cause she started with her ‘dessert’ while I still eating at the head of the bed.

Unsure of what came over her, she began kissing my deflating morning wood affectionately, leaving a generous amount of saliva everywhere her tongue could reach. I had never experienced such, initiative from her.

‘Mmm~’

The tip of my cock disappeared between her red lips, and a groan just left with some of my soul, which weakened my arm holding that TupperWare container.

‘Finish your porridge first.’

I pulled myself together (as best as I could), and swallowed faster, before an accident happen. Her mouth was bobbing at high speed by the time I left the bowl at the side of my bed, almost overwhelmed by her enthusiastism.

‘Let me make you cum first.’

‘Really? I mean, you want to.. ‘

‘Yes.’

Shermaine used every trick she knew, to take my cock into her throat and kept shoving at that depth, fondling my balls at the same time like no tomorrow. Next, she was shifting her body around as she sucked, till her knees were over my head. Knowing her well, she wasn’t someone who liked to be licked, but that day..

Her moans became louder as I rapidly flicked my tongue on her clit, occasionally giving ‘it’ a hard suck to lure it out. We were basically making out with each other’s genitals in that erotic, hot, 69 sex, going like sex-deprived teens even though we just did it a few days ago.

‘Dear! I’m going to shoot!’

‘Mhmm!’

Her jaws widened and let my hips ram that dick down (or up) her throat without stopping me. Whenever I slowed down to the painful-sounding gags, she would then shove her face at my groin to tease me. The last lap was in her control as I gently pressed her neck down when I was cumming, which she obliged by choking herself at the base of my shaft.

My guilt slowly disappeared to her rising head, with more gagging noises till she was at the tip again, sucking the last bits out hungrily. My tongue had temporarily forgot to keep going, and the little ‘face ride’ let me eat her out for another few minutes.

After that intense oral fun, she just laid on top of me, with that overflowing pussy right before my eyes. Well, which guy could resist NOT laying hands on the juicy, shaved part of his girl right? I was soon running my fingers along her ‘pages of erotica’, which only got her to moan and squirm to my every probe.

She, wasn’t doing nothing either. My dick was receiving her most delicate care that consisted of pecks, little sucks, rubs, strokes from her playful hand. Five minutes, was all we spent to get my erection back again, and she was up and running in no time.

This time, she sat on top with my dick right under her pussy, like a sausage between two plump sides of a bun. The dreamy-faced girl rocked her hips back and forth in that set up, grinding that enlarging meat pipe to its way to a happy ending. My eyes were on her throughout the whole time, admiring, and wondering what was going through her.

Honestly, this particularly outward personality wasn’t expected at all, since I was her first boyfriend.

‘Can you cum like this?’

‘It might take a while.’

‘Hmm.. Let’s try another position.’

She helped me up and we sat upright with our legs overlapping, groins within each other’s reach. One of her hands went around my saliva-coated dick and her other went to her pussy, masturbating both persons she loved more than anything else in the world.

Granted a first-row seat to such a ‘performance’, I couldn’t stop smiling at that shy look she gave whenever she saw me lusting for her. Her handjob was going better than when she was introduced to it, clicking on all my buttons in the right pressure. Up and down she went non-stop, without exhibiting any signs of tiredness at all.

‘I think it’s coming. Don’t stop.’

I bit my lips as she fingered herself at maximum speed, while closely watching my facial responses to the speed she unconsciously got right.

‘Ok ok. Now now.’

‘Wait wait! Shucks!’

She hopped into doggystyle and took my cock in her mouth, just in time to catch the outgoing load that was taking all of my strength away. Her throat gurgled as she swallowed each wave willingly, melting my heart to see her pleasing her man like this.

Finally, I was drained when she cleaned me up with some wet wipes, leaving me with little energy to follow through the plans we had for the day.

‘Don’t wear any underwear k?’

‘Huh?’

We got dressed together after I took a shower, and she skipped her panties to match me. Our first stop, or rather, my first ‘obstacle’, was the bus ride. She took the first chance she had to slip her hand into the beach shorts she picked for me, and played my cock in every way possible to get a groan out of me. The nail that ran from the pee hole, around the sensitive ‘hood’, along the track under my shaft, then forming an O-shape at the base, pulling up to the helmet part, and vibrating quickly under the hood again.

I was barely holding in my voice, apart from the unmistakable quivers that shook my body. When we were about to reach our destination, was I allowed to reach under her dress, to feel the droplets leaking down her ass crack into her dress.

So, for the whole twenty minutes ride, I was kept awake, as well as Shermaine who was so turned on by turning me on. I just couldn’t imagine how exhausted I would be when the day was over.

At our favourite sushi place, we placed our orders impatiently and I stretched one of my feet under the table between her legs. She obediently gave me a feet-clean with the wet tissue, before she covered it under her dress. So while we cleared plates after plates of cheap but to-die-for sushi, she was trying to contain her moans that almost burst out when my toes felt an extra dose of wetness from that blind footrub.

In an hour, the dinner was over along with some chit chats, which we always looked forward to at the end of the dates. By then, my foot was cleaned and dried, everything put back in place just like our bloated bellies.

‘So, do you like this girlfriend today?’

‘Uh huh!’

‘Haha. Silly monkey. Sorry for not being the cute and innocent girl you fell in love with. As I feel more and more for you, I’m afraid I will turn into someone else. So.. this is the someone else.’

‘And so you know, I don’t love you for your cuteness or innocence. I have loved you for who you will become with me.’

She gave me the sweetest smile for that day and we Uber-ed home, with a mutual ‘get off’ in the back of the car, WHICH I think the driver was aware of but didn’t stop us for the 5-stars feedback. That night, we stayed over at her place after ‘bribing’ her family with some beancurd.

‘Let’s stay as quiet as possible k?’

We stripped each other’s clothes off and she began with a brief blowjob, getting me all worked up to move my fingers in and out of her. Of all the times we had spent sleeping side by side, that night was the most unforgettable one, for we took turns to keep each other awake till both of us couldn’t handle it anymore.

Shermaine, 16.
Me, 5.

Oh, and we only woke up at 2pm the next day, to her parents asking us to join them for lunch. Did I mention she’s a virgin? :)