Seated at the second last row of the bus, her gaze stared into my eyes for at least five seconds, as if telling me something. After most of the passengers alighted, the bubbly, slim figured girl came to my row and gracefully straightened her skirt before sitting down.

Me: ‘He’s your boyfriend?’
Girl: ‘Yupp. And your girl?’
Me: ‘Probably at work.’

She replaced the slipping sling bag onto her shoulders before asking if she could sit on the inside, which I quickly said yes to. Standing up on the speeding bus, I glided my ass to the aisle, while she sat with her bag near the window.

There were no more words between us apart from awkwardness, unsure of how to take the first step to knowing each other better. The both of us knew that this was a bond we could never let our other halves know, and the temptation was something we can’t resist.

I slipped my hand into hers and interlocked our fingers, loosening the tense situation with a squeeze of her palm. The reassuring smile appeared in the cutest manner and I could tell she was totally relaxed and glad at the same time. Still holding her hand, she rubbed the back of my palm on her skirt, that was slowly rising up her skirt. Though it was supposed to be knee-length, it soon turned into a mini skirt with a dangerous hem across her gorgeous fair thighs.

Moments later, her legs uncrossed and I broke free from her grip, caressing her inner thigh deeper and deeper. Gradually, her knees opened to my advances and let me in, hiding most of my hand under the skirt. It was just so comical to see how a lady probably poised for most of her life, giving way to shyness. When my fingertip touched her panties, I could fell the softest material mankind discovered, contouring to the sexy mould of her pussy.

Where we sat, I could not make any obvious moves and only stroked along the slit, until the bus turned into the heartlands.

Girl: ‘Let’s get off the next stop.’

I kept up with my teasing till we alighted, and made our way to one of the stairwells among the blocks of flat. The demure looking lady did not do anything unexpected and remained standing while I placed our bags in a corner, far out of our way. Her hands stayed locked on her groin, blue sleeveless blouse staying in its rightful position.

Knowing that I have to call the shots here, I went to her and dived one hand under the rigid cotton skirt, rubbing on her pussy to a mash so I could gain direct contact on her clit. Moans began to escape through her lips with her eyes closed, both hands clenched tightly by the side.

Using my only free hand, I unclipped my belt and lowered my jeans enough to yank my erection out. Finally, my little head could breath in the same scent of lust that was about to break free between us. Grabbing her hand, I led her to my hard on and she got to work immediately, wrapping those delicate but weathered fingers lightly around my cock, stroking in a tug-O-war grasp.

Girl (whispering): ‘It’s a little dry.. ‘
Me: ‘Do you have anything for it?’

She nodded without eye contact, and went to retrieve a small bottle of hand moisturiser. A tiny blob was smeared over my rod as she resumed her handjob, and I proceeded to remove her panties for her. The emotional part of me could not help but noticed the embarrassment in her face, flushing pink from the daring striptease in public.

Me: ‘Have you ever done this before?’
Girl: ‘No. I have never even touched someone else’s besides his.’

I buried my middle finger into her wet cameltoes and a little tremble opened her eyes wide. Her clit was not too difficult to locate and I quickly made use of it, fondling it till she quickened her pace readying my cock. The sudden grip on my arm told me she was ready but we have not decided how far to take this tryst.

Once I slipped my finger into her past my nail, she pushed against my arm to prevent me from going any further.

Me (whispering): ‘Just the outside?’
Girl (whispering): ‘No.. ‘

The rise of her skirt told me it was something else and after she tucked the front portion into the elastic waistband, the pull on my dick tilted me forward. By then, she had taken a step forward and slouched her back against the wall. I wasted no time in putting my arm under her knee and raised her leg into the air, supported by my forearm that held onto her waist.

A small nudge on my back with her heel urged me further and my cock head forced its way into her love hole. As slow as I went, her grip tightened on my biceps. Mixing gentle thrusts into the entry process, the moisturiser provided the lube required to go inside her, an inch at a time.

After a minute, I was all the way inside her and there was nothing more sexy than a toned body hanging onto my body with a leg around me, and having just a foot on the ground for balance.

Before any guilt kicked in, I started to shove my cock into her, pumping in a steady tempo to get her body accustomed. My hips did not spare any mercy after the full length of my shaft could enter easier, thrusting faster and deeper each time.

She bit her lips to keep herself from moaning and my eyes were on her face all the time, unable to break free from the battle between lust and decency in her. Soon, we were hugging and fucking, dick slamming into her pussy that had the wall behind it.

Girl (whispering loudly): ‘Oh fuck. This is good.’
Me (whispering): ‘shall we change position?’

Her hands suddenly squeezed me tight as her body shivered harder, leaking juices down my balls and her legs in an uncontrollable orgasmic expression. It was the frightful, yet beautiful look she gave that delayed my thrusts, until she had recovered a while later.

Girl: ‘Which position?’

I let her leg down and my dick flopped out naturally. I held her waist and turned her around, towards the few steel pipes in the deep corner of the stairwell. Like a knowledgable lady, she knew what was up and spread her legs for me. I stood between her feet and pried her ass apart, letting my cock did the docking on its own.

The first stroke landed me all the way into her depth that forced a loud gasp from her, which she silenced like a ninja. ‘Fuck’, was the last word I heard after I began ramming my cock into her pussy, pounding her against the pipes which she was holding onto for her dear life.

My hips slapped loudly against her fleshy ass for a bit and next was a juicy, slurping sound. Her pussy could not be any tighter in this position she grown to love as I hammered her hard. My firm grip on her waist kept her close to me throughout the rampage, jerking her body like a OSIM iGallop that went out of control.

The rawness of her vagina brushing against my vein-covered shaft, with a cosy but slippery grip that resisted my entries. The fight was still going on in her head, except that I was winning with physical gratification.

Me (whispering): ‘I’m cumming soon.. Where does your man usually unload?’
Girl: ‘Usually in a condom? It’s also my first time doing it without.. ahh.. ‘

Her legs almost closed when an orgasm shocked her senses, causing her to tiptoe as juices flowed freely once again, going all over our genitals that had no shame.

Girl (panting): ‘Stop stop.. I’m too weak.. ‘

I pulled out of her without letting go of my hands and helped her to the steps. She collapsed on my shoulder lifelessly as her body continued to experience the after-quakes, in little cute shocks that shook through her feminine frame.

Seated next to me, her skirt was back in its original position and my underwear had went back over my dick. It was enough for me to know I had pleased this girl and my little brother was more than happy to end ‘work’ for the day.

She grabbed the panties I threw atop her bag and peeled my underwear down, astonished to see how small ‘I’ became.

Girl: ‘You have ED?’
Me: ‘No! I’m just glad you enjoyed yourself. It felt like my work is done here.’
Girl: ‘Almost.’

She used two fingers to jerk me back to full glory, cock head shimmering with a coat of her moisturiser. Her panties went over my dick and she continued with the handjob, lying in my arms like a satisfied girlfriend. The posh fragrant from the perfume she used, mixed into the familiar smell of shampoo from her hair, my hand went into her blouse for a boob massage as she jerked me off diligently.

Me: ‘Yes.. that’s it. Keep going.’

She found the right grip and pressure, combined with wary, short pumps on my shaft, I could feel my senses getting all worked up. A minute or two later, my hand squeezed her breast hard and she increased her speed, all the way till the first load osmosis-ed through the thin material of her panties. She decreased her speed accordingly as more of my cum gathered in her underwear, smearing them around the groin area as she loosened the clothed at the tip.

She was skilled in this, no matter how innocent she thought she was. My life force drifted away from me as she cleaned me up with a few more strokes, squirting blanks with awkward twitching after she left my cock. My mind was in a ‘Zen’ mode after that while she spent the next few minutes making sure I was dry.

My underwear was replaced and I sobered up, wearing my jeans back. She went on to put the soiled undies back and was back to her original ‘good girl’ look in no time.

Me: ‘Aren’t you afraid to get pregnant?’
Girl: ‘I am. That’s why I’m on the pill. In case the condom broke or he forced himself on me.’

She cuddled tighter into my chest after that sentence and sobs came.

Girl (crying): ‘I am so afraid of losing him and all he wanted was to do it raw with me. Actually, today is the last time I am planning to see him anymore.. ‘

I kept my mouth shut in this disheartening state and let her use my shirt to dry her tears. Words of thanks came to me in vain knowing that she was a victim of emotion hostage. Thirty minutes passed in that exact position we sat and after the crying stopped, we were kissing with a passion even I had never experienced before.

Those soft lips portrayed the feminine upbringing she went through, and the light pecks told how much she desired love. The hard presses of our lips showed me her difficulty to trust (which her ex-boyfriend worsened), and the accompanying tongue taps displayed her desired to be guided.

The original idea to just send her to her doorstep was messed up when her father saw me, walking in hand with his daughter. The invitation into their place was undeniable and we ended up in her bed again, this time in full privacy when her parents decided to head out for dinner.

While the damage control was left for later, the few hours of intense, crazy sex around the house certainly helped to take things off her mind.

Chocolate Cake

‘Hey Mandy!’, I called out to my poly classmate whom I had not seen but remained in contact with. The blue blouse, green chiffon skirt girl turned to see me in jeans and a backpack, carrying a small cake box with a cute ribbon on the top. ‘What are you doing here?’, I could almost see the disbelieving look when she popped that question.

There was no way I could forget her birthday that so close to mine, and working in a cafe had allowed me to buy a two-person serving of cake at a discounted rate. Yes, call me a cheapo. I opened the box in front of her and wished her happy birthday. Immediately, she clamped the palm sized chocolate tart in her hand and took a huge bite out of it. ‘You came at the right time! I’m so hungry’, there was none of that apologetic tone when she took another bite, licking her lips with her tongue in a gleeful mood.

‘Just as I was wondering what am I doing tonight. Thank you!’ Man, how much did I miss hearing her cheerful voice after so long. We continued walking in her direction to the bus stop, where the cake box was discarded without me tasting any of it. For that night, I did not reject her when she slipped her arm under mine, pulling me close to the familiar scent I remembered studying with her.

Seeing how most of the buses went past without her stopping any, I asked, ‘what bus are you taking?’ Instead of giving me a two or three digit bus, she told me she didn’t know. Almost soft to a whisper, she said, ‘I don’t really feel like going home so early. Let’s go for a walk around my place?’

Well, she doesn’t live far from me. We hopped on a direct bus to Bishan and sat on the upper deck, empty enough for us to sit at the longer chairs at the back. Leaning her head on my shoulder, I could tell how tired she was, be it work or life, to be stuck in the office on a birthday was bad enough.

‘Thank you again J’. She helped herself to wrap my arm around her neck and snuggled into my chest, smearing some of her makeup on my shirt. The grip on my wrist told me that she was awake, and might not even be napping. Slowly, she plastered my palm over her chest and on one of her boobs, definitely an A cup since a long time ago. Half kneading, I had to make sure she was okay with it.

Nonetheless, it has been two years since we met, despite the close times we spent during poly. As my fingers continued scraping the bra cups where I guessed her nipples were, she had an arm over my lap, clawing her nails across my denim jeans. We remained silent in that position till we reached her stop, and alighted as if nothing had happened. There was a sense of closeness though, a feeling that we both felt but not yet let go.

‘J. Here.’ She was a step into the flight of stairs I didn’t recognise as hers. Has she shifted house? I followed behind her and tried in vain to peep up her skirt. It was just too long. On the third level, a flight of stairs away from the lift, she straightened her skirt and sat down. ‘You stay here?’ I asked suspiciously. A confident ‘yes’ planted me on my butt, knowing that she was almost home after a wasted birthday-day.

Once seated next to her, she did the same thing with my arm again, wrapping it around her neck and over her chest. This time, she undid the first two buttons and slipped my hand into it, reaching straight for her nipples that I had made erect. ‘Keep playing with them’, the gentlest voice managed to twitch my cock awake while she brought both her hands to my jeans.

A minute or two later, my cock was out in the open and she had wetted it with some of her saliva. Right. As one of the prettier looking girl in my class, she was also known as the ‘bimbo’, who had a few boyfriends during our three year diploma course. That was as much respect as the rest of the class had for her, but I knew she was just feeling a void when not with someone.

With her handjob distracting me, I couldn’t resist going under her skirt and lowered her panties to her feet. The moisture on her underwear was thick and slimy, but it felt specially smooth to the touch. Upon touching her clit, she clung onto my shirt tighter and let off a sensual moan when I began circling the sweet spot.

For the next five minutes, I was pinch-rolling her nipples and giving her an external massage. She was drooling over my cock as she pumped that thick piece of meat, breathing in the salty scent from the mix of my pre-cum and saliva. Without further ado, my fingers slid easily into her pussy and her skirt became shorter once she opened her legs.

Whispering in my ears, a tickle came when she told me a little secret, ‘Chocolate always turns me on. It’s what my ex always give me before sex’. No wonder. Our pleasure exchange ended a while later and she was up on her feet, her hands holding her skirt on her waist while she stepped over my legs.

‘You can sit down you know? I don’t mind working out.’ It was only rightful to give the birthday girl a treat but she turned it down quickly. ‘I need to exercise after eating your cake, so don’t fight with me’. Indeed, a logical excuse I couldn’t refute. She used my thighs as a slide to lower herself over my cock, making cute expressions as her body relaxed to let me in. ‘When was the last time you did it?’, I asked when I saw how much agony she was in going down on me. In between deep breaths of air, she answered ‘last birthday’.

True or false? Does it matter? We knew each other very well and even more so when it comes to sex. Something told me she was safe to do it raw with. Once seated, she pushed me against the steps and rode me. That’s how she wanted it that night, so be it. Bouncing cherrily, the groans she made came out in a loud whisper while I was the one who moaned helpeless. Her high metabolism kept her body slim no matter how much she ate, and her pelvic bones joined in to make her extra tight.

Halfway through the intensifying sex, she lifted her bum off me and a powerful jet sprayed down my shaft. As soon as it was over, I was back inside her and a more demonic wave of energy caused her to grind me even faster. ‘Fuck man. I never squirt before with my ex.’, she held my shoulders down harder as she hopped, slamming herself down on my lap non-stop.

Being a guy, I couldn’t just enjoy at her expense. I hugged her tightly in my arms before leaning back down again, hands moving down her butt to keep her hovering on top of me. With that bit of distance between our privates, I thrust my hips up and down, repeatedly stabbing her pussy till she collapsed onto my chest. With space still available under her ass, I continued pounding her and that was when she squirted the second time.

Her head was next to mine when her body shook violently, juices leaking like a tap while her hips moved involuntarily with my dick still inside. Now even more breathless, she sat down on my groin and I picked her up, going to the corner of the stairwell where newly installed pipes served as a chair.

Setting her down dangerously on one of the cold steel rods, I stood in front of her to prevent her from falling forward. Both my hands went to her knees to spread them as far as I could and my dick penetrated her vulnerable state easily. This time, fucking in standing missionary, her juices dripped loudly onto the concrete floor.

The wall made no noise (compared to tables or bed) as I plundered her, driving her insane when she had yet another orgasm. ‘Mandy, I’m gonna cum soon’, a warning came about as I felt my end nearing. This girl was so special in the sense that her own fluid was as viscous as NuruGel, and I couldn’t stop myself even if I wanted. Perhaps I had over-indulged in myself.

Mandy climbed off the pipes and stood with her legs closed. She held my dick aimed towards the Y-shape she formed with her thighs and pulled my waist when I was still hesitating. Locked in embrace, we exchanged our first kiss that multiplied into tiny pecks, playfully spreading lips to let our tongues meet and ‘mingle’. My waist did not stop moving and simply thrust into that wet, man-made cave that was tingling my body’s worth of nerves with sensitivity.

‘Mmm!’, was all the sounds I could make when I felt my chamber loading, and she jumped onto me before I was ready. I hugged her tight to prevent her from slipping and my cock just pierced into her pussy, tighter than what I was fucking before. There was no turning back when the final descend on my cock triggered my ejaculation and fired into her uncontrollably. Waves after waves of cum poured into Mandy as I groaned, mind locked in a trance that took all my tiredness away.

As the cum shots slowed down, I moved her to back to the cold pipes and she let herself down when she shivered from the coldness. Going back to our flight of steps, she quickly grabbed her panties to clean me up, and shockingly wore them back once I was dried.

‘Good boy!’, she patted my head while I caught my breaths, totally owned by her amped up mood. As I leaned back on the steps again, she moved between my legs and returned to my dick, stroking and making it hard again. ‘Hey.. not enough ah?’, I asked in a hush-hush voice recovering from the lack of air.

‘Shhh!’, was the last sound she made before she took my cock into her lips, sucking it slowly and paying extra care to every area of it. Shutting my eyes and going into my world, I could picture her tongue caressing my rod all over. The amount of saliva she used had coated me in a warm and soothing manner, one I couldn’t say no to. Once I was all hard, she locked her jaws and went up and down robotically. Every stroke of her tongue caused me to twitch a little and when combined, I was at a loss holding onto the railings in despair.

Mandy did not spare me any mercy when she went deep throat on me, gagging herself while I enjoyed the extra hot treat on my cockhead. After a long five minutes of blowjob, she switched to a hand-blowjob combo and kept going till I whispered her another warning phrase.

Determined to make me cum, I let her execute her final moves and came into her mouth again, sparing no drops of cum as she sucked me dry. Now mentally drained and legs weakened, she licked my lifeless dick clean and helped me wear my clothes back, much like a girlfriend who just raped her guy.

We spent the next half an hour there, chatting and recuperating. It wasn’t before long that she has to go home, and I had to embarked on a scary walk through a park out to the main roads. Believe it or not, two years of separation suddenly shrunk to two half-an-hour – inside each other’s body.

Happy Birthday Mandy.

Sweet Sweet Love

Part 1 | Part 2

Rick (whispering): ‘Lift your leg up.’

Samantha pushed her skirt between her legs and perched one of her feet on the velvety plastic seat of the bus, peering out of the window to take her attention away from what her boyfriend was about to do. He shifted closer to her and crossed his arm over her chest, letting her hug him while his fingers dived under her skirt.

As she felt his middle finger part the fleshy raw folds of her pussy, a little shiver drifted through her body. It was electrifying the first few seconds he played with her clit, but as soon as her juices lubricated his rubbing motion, large breaths of air filled her lungs up with lust. She loved how he would slide up and down her slit, occasionally going close to her love hole but not enter it.

In relative to her grip on his arm, he would relieve her urges by slipping into her pussy, releasing sighing mouthful of air from her mouth. As time passed, she took over control of his movements and guided him deeper. When she was pleased with how well he fingered her, slow and in lengthy strokes, Samantha knew what she had to do. Stretching her arm over to his lap, she gave his little hard on a squeeze through the pants.

Given where they were seated, at the back of the bus, she proceeded to lower the zip and flipped his cock out from the man-thong he wore specially for her. Hard as he was, and it made her really excited about going further with him.

Samantha (whispering): ‘Did you bring it?’

He dug his bag for a small silicon squeeze bottle of lubricant and placed a ten-cent coin worth on her fingertips. Immediately, she went back to the handjob and made things difficult for him to keep the bottle. Anyway, excitement and thrill was what they were after right? With the mutual masturbation ongoing, the pair stayed as motionless as they could from the eyes of the boarding passengers.

Samantha (whispering): ‘I’m cumming!’

He felt her pussy tightened on his fingers and a small gush of juices escaped over his digits. Panting, she turned her attention to him and jerked him faster. Rick had done his part for the public display of intimacy and let her concentrate, with his fingers pinching and rolling her nipples as she pumped his cock.

After five minutes in her trained hand, he was holding her wrist to guide her for the grand finale.

Rick (whispering): ‘Shooting.. shooting.. ‘

She swiped her fringe behind her ears and bent down over his groin, taking his cock into her mouth while continued to stroke her personal sex toy. In less than a minute later, his hips began trembling and cum fired into her sweet pink lips, filling her mouth up with baby-making fluid. Samantha sucked on his tip until every last drop was out, and picked herself up to swallow before his eyes.

Rick (whispering): ‘Good girl.’

They composed themselves from the erotic mess and rested until they reached their stop – in front of a JTC building around his place. Upon alighting, he grabbed her hand and led her into the eerily quiet industrial block through a side gate.

Samantha: ‘Where did you get the access card?’
Rick: ‘From my attachment in poly? I didn’t return it.’

They made their way quickly to the block furthest from any civilisation, and into a corridor behind one of a production office. The leather had cracked on the sofa in the unofficial smoking corner but he wasn’t there to chill. Samantha remained standing by the parapet, still feeling confused to her surprise introduction to this corner of the private estate.

Rick undid his pants and went behind her, flipping her skirt to her waist and attempted to stick his rod into her. Samantha got his cue and shifted herself slightly away from the wall, into standing doggy but chest higher than usual. She guided his dick inside her pussy from between her legs and felt his erection slide up her vagina, clearly thicker than what she tasted in the bus.

The tiny jutting motion was silent on her meaty ass and the view of the carparks and housing blocks was calming to her senses. Rick was totally drawn into her tight pussy and was just slamming his hips onto her. After a few minutes, Samantha turned to the sofa and let her knees rest on the seats, closing her feet under his opened legs.

The sudden pressure on his cock made Rick wilder and he was ramming deeper at a slower speed.

Samantha: ‘You like it baby?’
Rick (grunting): ‘Yeah.’

Her upper body was still upright but the depth of his penetration was delivering timely orgasms to her mind. Gradually, she was overtaken by horniness and the torturous speed of his drilling.

Samantha: ‘Sit on the sofa. I’ll ride you.’

He quickly pulled out of his beloved girlfriend and sat down. Samantha did not waste any time and squatted over his thighs, lowering herself over his upright throbbing stick of meat. His hands on her waist, she wrapped her arms around his neck and really slammed her groin on him. She was deadly tight in this position and the cool breeze and sight kept her relaxed as she fucked him.

In the mix of groans and pleas, she was climaxing at her own pace. Rick was desperately holding on to the last bit of sanity, tempted to be overthrown by her violent cowgirl ride.

Rick: ‘Slow down. It’s getting too sensitive.’

Samantha let her knees touch the rough surface of the sofa and grind on his lap, rocking back and forth while holding his shoulder onto the backrest. In that pose, he stripped her spaghetti top and unhooked her bra, pulling her flare skirt up to her belly button. Just as he fished her denim jacket out of her bag, her pussy suddenly gone super small and sucked him right in, with contractions milking his cock as she tried harder to keep moving.

Rick: ‘Oh shit!’

He lifted her ass up and she jumped off the couch, going on her knees only to miss the first shot of cum. She hastily covered his tool with her mouth and collected the others, swallowing as quickly as he was puffing her cheeks up with semen. As his energy level dwindled, she let him pull her jacket over her arms and shoulders.

Finally, the spent young man was done and the pair sat dishevelled side by side.

Samantha: ‘Am I going home in these?’
Rick: ‘Yupp. You look so sexy like this.’

They rested for a while more before making their way out, and she walked him home before heading to a bus stop.

Samantha (Whatsapp): ‘I’m just done with my boyfriend. Are you at home now?’

Part 1 | Part 2

Second Date

On the bus to Vivocity, my hand was interlocked with Jaq’s resting on her thighs, where she played with my fingers. Through the ride, we had been exchanging kisses on each other’s cheeks, with my eyes constantly looking down into her shirt.

The plain thin bra was the usual one she wore and her small boobs just hung loosely between the cups. ‘What are you looking at huh?!’, she glared at me in that cute but stern face, already knowing what I was peeping at. I waved my hand at her and repeated my ‘no’ but she wasn’t taking it.

I pulled her by the arm closer and leaned her head on my shoulder, patting her legs to soother her feelings. The love between us could be little, but it was growing stronger as we spent more time together.

As though the bus wasn’t cold enough, the overhead vents suddenly blew strong air and she wriggled her hand over my groin, kneading on my unsuspecting crotch. I had to ask her what she was doing as there were passengers in front and behind us, all of sight from where we were.

‘That’s the warmest part right? I’m cold luh.’ Her hand kept playing with me till it was big, and she pushed her way up the opening of my shorts from my legs. The thick cotton pants had an inner lining for my balls and it was as good as going commando. Her icy cold fingers jolted me in a surprise and I was warming her up gradually.

She let of a ‘tsk’ when her thumb accidentally touched the tip, smearing pre-cum over my dick head when she fondled with it too much.

I had to ask her not to tease me anymore and she listened, instead jerking me off in discreet motion. She wore a jeans then and I couldn’t do anything to her, except to indulge in the public handjob she was giving.

That calming, relaxed mood made the rest of the journey enjoyable without much passengers walking past us. When the upper deck was cleared, she whipped out my cock and stroked it mercilessly, spending my last five minutes in agony as she squeezed real hard when I almost came.

Like any guys, I had a limit and at last begged her to let me cum, with a promise to return the favour when we reach the mall. She kept pumping me till I whispered the golden question into her ear, ‘where do I cum?’ She looked at me without stopping her hand and just watched my confused expression till I signalled her.

She paused for a moment and tucked her hair behind her ears, going down on me and resuming her handjob. Coupled with the tongue action over my rod, I lasted only ten seconds before I blew my load, puffing her cheeks fast as it squirted without an end in sight.

Only after fifteen seconds, I was dead tired and empty, did she lift her head away and took her water bottle out. My cum went down her throat with that water and she was nice to keep my rod back into my shorts.

Upon reaching the mall, we went straight for the highest level where the exit of the cinema was. I had been there once with one of my ex and the tiny utility room was available. In there, I lowered her jeans to her ankles and made her sit on my lap. The broken theatre seat had no legs and we were on the floor, but on top of the red cushions.

Her legs opened wide and my fingers got to work, attacking her clit and poking into her pussy when she got too horny. Actually, it was her who pushed my fingers in. Yes, two fingers. Her moans echoed freely in the noisy room and I was too focused on getting her off. Without a hardon, I sank my fingers as deep as I could till her body started shaking in my arms, trembling so violently as juices poured out of her love hole.

Right after she came, she jumped up and wore her jeans back, as though her six sense had alarmed her. Nothing went wrong that few minutes and we made our way out, into the quiet corridor.

Following that double event of a quick masturbation, we went for our dinner and spent the rest of the day strolling in Hort Park, where a public toilet tempted us once again.

Timid Timmy

Guy (shouting): ‘Oi! The guy in front!’

Timmy looked around him and saw no one else, turning to the back where the two couples chattered noisily for most of the journey.

Guy (shouting): ‘Come here lah!’

Fearing they might do something to him, he packed his stuff and moved to the back, sitting between the two girls facing their guys in the opposite seats. They took his belongings and placed them on the floor, before pinning his shoulders with their elbows. Looking confused, he was too frightened to ask them what they wanted, giving himself up to whatever was about to happen.

On his left side, the girl was wearing a black maxi tube dress that covered her legs and on his other side, she wore a spaghetti top with a pair of black denim skirt. Both looking sexy and lian-ish, he knew what were they capable of and let them do what they wanted. For this encounter, I will simply label the girls L and R, being the girls on the left and right side of him.

L did not think twice about the dares that their boys gave and slipped her hand under his shirt, pinching his nipples while R unbuttoned his jeans, lowering them to his mid-thighs and stroking the outside of his underwear. The two guys were just cheering them on as they saw his hard on, growing bigger to the seductive touches of R. Slowly, he found himself in a submissive state and no longer tried to think of excuses, letting them ravage his body to their wishes.

Once R was done playing with his underwear, she pulled them down and a huge tool measuring 8 inches flicked out into the air, surprising the guys opposite who were feeling inferior upon seeing his size.

L: ‘Wow! It’s so big! Bigger than yours hor?’

One of the guys ranted some vulgarities at his slutty girl and L’s hand dived for that long piece of cock, jerking it for a while before R’s hand joined hers.

R: ‘The dare was to blow him right?’

A word ‘fuck’ came from the other quieter guy and the girls adjusted their bodies to bend over to Timmy’s groin. They took a little sniff and realised that it actually smelled good, urging them to make their men jealous as they stuck their tongues out.

Guy2: ‘Eh, don’t you dare cum in my girlfriend’s mouth k? If not I’ll make sure you can’t walk again.’

The two tongues were licking his rod up and down by then, taking turns to suck his tip while letting their saliva lubricate that tool of his. Balls being fondled and lips stroking along his shaft, it did not take long for him to start groaning and the girls took each of his hands to their privates. Flipping and rolling up their bottoms, his fingers were guided to their shaved pussies and made to work, rubbing their clits as they sucked him off.

As they got wetter, he slipped his fingers inside them and made them squeal to the long bones of his middle fingers, reaching deep while they dived deeper on his cock.

L: ‘Later you two alight first. This guy is so much better than you two combined. Useless assholes.’

The guys immediately stood up and rushed to Timmy, but R (in skirt) quickly sat over his lap to prevent them from laying a finger on this prized find in a public transport.

R: ‘Don’t be sore losers leh. Fuck off lah! If not we will alight.’

One of the guys calmed the other one down and they took their belongings, continuously pressing the bell till the bus stopped at the next alighting area. Now, R was still on his lap and could feel his dick poking uncomfortably at her panties. Raising her hips a little, she pulled her undies to a side and sat down over his dick, sending him into a groan as it slid easily into her tight, wet hole.

L: ‘Eh! Who says you can go first. Next is me ah!’

R took her time to grind that shy boy who had his hands on her waist, slamming her down whenever she raised her butt. In less than two minutes, R was moaning louder and an overwhelming tightness greeted his dick, with a generous amount of juices flowing down his balls onto the floor.

L: ‘My turn. Move move.’

L got into doggie by leaning over to the last row of seats and wriggled her butt at him. Kneeling on one knee and standing with his other feet, he shoved his cock into her and thrust mercilessly, slurping hungrily with juices splashing over the floor. Pounding for a good few minutes, L’s voice got too dangerously loud but he did not take long to give her an orgasm as well.

Panting and covered in sweat, he was made to sit down between them again, and their hands went to his dick to resume the handjob.

R: ‘You know, I think I will rather have you as my boyfriend then them. They are so controlling and possessive.’
L: ‘Yeah! I know right? I also don’t mind having you.’

L’s head went to his dick after finishing what she wanted to say and went all out to deep throat him, throwing him into a little convulsion as his cockhead touched her contracting throat. R was just massaging his balls while saliva covered her hand, clearly enjoying the pleasurable expression of the little boy they picked up.

R (whispering): ‘Cumming?’
Timmy: ‘Yeah. A while more.’

R got up from her seat and snapped a picture of him receiving a blowjob, unaware to Timmy as he had his eyes closed. After two minutes of choking deep throat, his hands went over L’s head and pushed her deeper, while jerking his hips upwards. An extended groan signalled his final moments and L was moaning as well, at the same time his cock squirted the thick, creamy cum right down her throat.

She just kept swallowing as he came, without any strength to lift her head away from the pressure of his hands. Only after he was done, did he allow her to rest, and L squatted down to attack that sensitive little head of his. Struggling and pleading, R continued sucking while L pinned her elbow against his neck.

L: ‘Force fuck my mouth right? My sister will torture you for a while more.’

Timmy used one hand to reduce the choke hold and the other went to R’s head, shoving her as deeply and forcefully as her good ‘sister’ took it earlier. L saw how pitiful her friend got and tried to pull his hand away, but he was stronger and managed to keep her at an arm’s length. Gagging painfully, she had no choice but to let him use her mouth to fuck his dick until he relaxed his grip, but only letting her mouth stop at his mid-shaft height.

Unloading the second time, he filled her mouth up quickly, puffing her cheeks as he gave her as much as L got. When he was finally done after the three minutes of mouth-fuck, she fell backwards on her butt and stared at him fearfully, as she had never expected that from him.

R: ‘Jie, let him go. I’m alright. And slightly turned on by his violence.. ‘

She threw herself into his arms and spoke in the sweetest voice L had ever heard. Her eyes just glanced into his eyes so lovingly that he himself couldn’t understood what he did that changed her mood so suddenly.

R: ‘Can you be my boyfriend? I’ll do anything for you.. Please?’
L: ‘I want you too. I will listen to everything you want me to do. We will share you.’

He patted on both their heads and let them dress him up, before following one of them home for the night. Sisters for life, they found an 8 inch gem and indulged in the most intense sex they couldn’t break free from. Timid Timmy had unknowingly changed the lives of two girls gone awry.

Lucky Strike

Halfway into a game of Plants Vs Zombies, a cute young girl walked up the stairs of a speeding bus and the gorgeous sight of her long curly hair and tight spaghetti top attracted me for a second. Bearing no thoughts of hooking girls in such a situation, I returned to my game and saw her sitting in front of me, body slanted to rest her legs on the seat.

From time to time, I would catch her stealing glances at me but I only smiled when she looked long enough.

Girl: Whispering..

I took out my earpiece and asked her what was her question, and a jovial tone brightened my day.

Me: ‘Games. Where are you going?’
Girl: ‘Nowhere. Just wanted to be alone today.’
Me: ‘Ah. I see. I do that sometimes too.’
Girl: ‘Really! Haha. What’s your name?’
Me: ‘I’m J. You?’
Girl: ‘Ling. Can sit with you?’

She picked up her bag and I cleared the empty seat beside me, but it wasn’t next to me that she wanted to sit. Walking towards the back of the bus, I followed her and packed my iPad to focus my attention to her. It wasn’t everyday someone would make a friend and there was no reason to disappoint her either.

Ling: ‘Got a girlfriend?’
Me: ‘Nope. Single for now.’
Ling: ‘Me too. Sometimes it feels lonely right?’

I nodded with a smile and she opened her legs to put her bag between them. The skirt she was wearing wasn’t too short and it exposed just enough of her legs to show off those fair skin. It wasn’t too nice to stare and I did not do anything, till she leaned closer to me into the window.

Ling: ‘Umm.. do you want to have some fun here?’
Me: ‘Huh? Fun?’
Ling: ‘Yeah.’

She shifted her butt forward and let her skirt get tugged higher, till some of her translucent panties was showing. We were near to the rear of the bus where no one would disturb us, but it was the randomness of such ‘lucky’ events that bothered me. Was she for real? Or just some kind of a joke?

I did not really have a plan that day, just to visit a shop down west to check out some camera stuff, so there was no hurry to get things done.

Seeing how confused I was, Ling took my hand and placed it on her thighs, before reaching for my shorts and lifting my shirt up to reveal the waistband.

Ling: ‘Don’t be shy k? I’m kind of horny now.. ‘

My hands continued stroking along her thighs, occasionally brushing across her panties. Her hand had disappeared into my shorts then and was pumping that limp rod, growing in her cold palm.

Ling: ‘Want me to take it off?’
Me: ‘Can?’

She stood up slightly and let me pull those g-strings off, before keeping it into her bag for me. Now, my fingers were rubbing her clit and the mutual masturbating act carried on at a faster pace.

From her handjob, I knew it would not be easy to make me cum. But for Ling, the moans and body twitches was enough to tell me she was feeling it. Slowly, my finger poked into her pussy and the juices lubricated the constant thrusting.

Ling (whispering): ‘Have you ever had sex on a bus?’
Me: ‘Of course not. It’s so dangerous.’
Ling (whispering): ‘Got a condom?’
Me: ‘Are you serious?’
Ling: ‘Yeah. Take it out.’

As though all guys carry a condom all the time, she was right this time. The condom I carried for my ex, Baby, was unused and it came handy at this time. She took it from my hand and did the honour of capping me on, before moving herself between my legs.

Ling (whispering): ‘Hold it up.’

I awkwardly dived below her butt to point my dick upwards and she lowered herself slowly, warming my rod with her wet pussy. As my dick entered, she gasped deeply to the pleasure filling her up.

Ling (whispering): ‘Don’t move k? Let me do the work.’

With that, her skilful ass bounced on my lap, up and down without going too slow. All I could do was to hold her waist and help her move easier. Now fixed in that position, we fucked as discreetly as possible, making small movements in that tiny space.

Her feet was closed together as she grinded me, squeezing me in an overwhelming tightness I had never felt before.

Me: ‘Ling, stand up. I’ll move a little too.’

We stood up in the tight leg space and I rammed her hard and fast in standing doggie, where her body shivered to an uncontrollable state.

Ling: ‘I’m cumming J! Keep going.’

The bus was reaching a stop with passengers flagging, and I increased my speed to make sure she come before me. Just as the bus stopped, her pussy suddenly went super tight and forced me out, pushing me back on the seat while she stumbled onto her side of the chair.

Ling: ‘Sorry. Sorry. It feels too good.’

The two passengers came up to the second deck and sat in front. My dick, still throbbing in the condom, was coated with her juices and she was just massaging her clit to ease the heat from the high speed sex earlier.

Ling: ‘I’ll help you now.’

I moved myself as close to the window I could get and watched her removed the condom. Like a gymnast, she bent all the way down and took my dick into her mouth, sucking forcefully while her head bobbed in my groin.

It was a sudden relaxation I felt going up my spine as her mouth was as warm and wet as her pussy, suction controlling the tightness and deep throat to use her tongue to recreate the deep pounding.

After a few minutes, I couldn’t hold it in with that non-stop face fuck and tapped on her shoulders to let her know I was cumming. Ling did not stop even for a second and kept going, till I had to cup my mouth to hide the moan of pleasure.

The powerful jets of my cum could be felt shooting into her mouth and she was still sucking. In that five plus waves of ejaculation, none of my sperm leaked out and she ended the blowjob with a graceful suck on the way up.

Smiling at me, her throat moved and I knew my load just went into her stomach.

Ling: ‘Is it good?’
Me: ‘The best I’ve felt.’

We returned to our positions and adjusted our clothes back, before she handed me her phone.

Ling: ‘Your number?’

I typed my contact number in and she gave me a miss call immediately.

Ling: ‘Oh, where are you alighting?’
Me: ‘I think I’ll just spend today with you. Can?’
Ling: ‘Really? Yupp!’

She hit the bell immediately and I alighted in yet another confused state.

Ling: ‘Let’s go to my place. There’s no one home now.’

Wow, do such things really happen so easily? We spent the next few hours on her bed, fucking each others’ minds out without protection, since I had used the only one on the bus. Cumming inside her was the best sensation I had felt, and it was the first time I did it too.

When we left, I still did not know her real age, but the sex we had, I could only say that she is experienced.

Slutty Love Story

Jovie: ‘There’s no one here now. Take it out.’
Eric: ‘Huh? Can wait till we reach my place?’
Jovie: ‘No. Quick.’

The brown haired girl had her hand under his shirt while passengers alighted one by one before the bus entered the industrial park. She was the typical ‘ah lian’ who fancied this studious boy whom did not mind her character since she was becoming more of a woman after they got together.

In the short sundress, she only wore a g-string without bra, but that did not inspire Eric to get touchy with her. He was after all a guy with self-control and did not take advantage of his girlfriend. He let her unzip his jeans and play with him till he was big, long enough for her to jerk him off.

After a few pumps, she tucked her fringe over her ears and promptly went down on the worried boy, sucking him all the way to the balls. The gagging sounds came from the deep throat but she was holding up fine, without choking on his long erection. As she was bobbing her head up and down, her fingers had disappeared under her dress to finger herself while she got this lovely boyfriend off.

Eric (whispering): ‘Hey, I think you should stop now.’
Jovie: ‘Why? Don’t like it?’
Eric: ‘No. I’m going to shoot if you continue.’
Jovie: ‘Oops. Then let’s not waste it.’

Seeing that there was no cameras on the older bus, she turned her back towards him and laid sideways on the narrow seats. Her chest was on her thighs and she kept her body low enough not to be seen by the mirror of the driver’s seat.

Jovie: ‘Quick. Put it in.’
Eric: ‘Don’t be so crazy can?’
Jovie: ‘We will rest when we reach your place k? I’m horny right now.’

Seeing his girl’s butt stick out from under her dress, he had no choice but to give in to her request. Kneeling on one side, he held her ass higher before dipping his cock into her pussy. Pushing in one inch at a time, her toned body was in total contrast to the small, tight pussy she had.

As his dick brushed along her vagina to the depth, she groaned without restraint and felt his heartbeat through his rod. In this kind of places, there was no time to waste and he carried on to pound her as quietly as possible.

The pressure around his dick was increasing as he went faster, moans coming from his girl did not help him to cum any sooner either. He was just built to last, and that was one thing that she was addicted to.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard coming up the steps at one of the stops and she sat upright, accidentally forcing his dick out while he got pushed against the window.

Eric (whispering): ‘Shit.’

She covered his exposed dick with her cardigan and straightened her dress. Until the man sat down at the front row, did she bend over to his dick again and take his rod into her mouth.

Eric (whispering): ‘Still want to continue?’

A nod from her signalled him not to stop her and she continued slurping silently on his manhood, taking it all the way down her throat with ease. After a few minutes, she felt his hands went over her head and kept her mouth glued to his base, while feeling his hips tremble.

The first wave of cum shocked her by the amount but she swallowed while he ejaculated, leaving not one drop wasted. Once he was exhausted from her continuous sucking after he came, she perched one of her knees against the backrest and guided his fingers between.

Taking things into her own ‘hands’, she stuck his middle finger into her pussy and used him to masturbate herself. Feeling satisfied and less horny, he thrust wildly into her to get her cumming in mere minutes and her body kept jerking to the orgasms shooting through her.

Their stop came about ten minutes later and they alighted as normally as possible, walking in a hurried pace to his house. Right before they entered, she pulled him into the stairwell and made out with him, or rather, forced herself on him.

Jovie: ‘Don’t stop me now. I want you so badly.’
Eric: ‘But.. ‘

Just a flight of steps away from his door, his jeans unzipped before he could complete his sentence. Her hand dug violently into his underwear and she squatted down as soon as it was out in the air. Shoving her face in his groin, his dick grew instantly with little effort. She was mouth-fucking him and his weakening legs made it hard to stop her.

Once she was breathless from the deep throat, she led him to sit at the step and pulled her dress up, climbing over him while hanging around his neck for support. He need not do anything as her pussy slid down his dick easily, still wet from the bus ride.

In no time, their privates were slapping loudly at the stairs while she kept her hands on his cheeks, faced at her come-fuck-me expression. Although he was in doubt about being able to satisfy this horny girlfriend, what she did was totally acceptable to his male form.

Body shaking from her hard slams, his hips grew sore soon and he held her waist down after she came once.

Eric: ‘Let me do some work too. Stand at the window.’

Excited, she went over to the railing and stood with her legs apart. His dick pierced into her in one stroke and the forceful thrusts kept her body jerking at whoever was looking. The overwhelming pleasure was driving her body wetter and he wasn’t slowing down.

The deeper he went, the more she wanted. Giving her pussy a little squeeze, an increase in speed made her regret her actions immediately. The size had grew in her and the length.. was really pushing all her buttons. Lasting for ten minutes, her clit was super sensitive from the ball slaps as he rammed her doggie style.

She had already lost count of the climaxes she received from just this one session.

Eric: ‘Baby, I’m cumming. Safe?’
Jovie: ‘Oh yes. I still have lots of morning-after pills. Just shoot it all inside me.’

Knowing how much his girl loved to be creampied, he was smart to have stocked up on the morning-after for such occasions. Burning his last bit of sanity, his love transformed into pure energy as he rammed into her deepest end, pulling out as she was closing in.

Eric’s chest collapsed onto her back as the first shot went, whispering ‘shooting, shooting’ at her ear while his dick emptied the remaining rounds. She was backing their bodies towards the steps where he helped himself to sit down, while still shooting the last few drops.

Instead of standing up, she placed her feet together and made him lie against the stair. Hopping up and down, his dick totally went insane as she fucked a few more seconds out of him. As soon as her body suddenly orgasmed, his dick shrank to the choking pressure, while a stream of clear liquid poured over his little head.

Jovie: ‘Let’s go inside now.’
Eric: ‘Wait wait.. ‘
Jovie: ‘Don’t wear it back lah. You can take it off in the house.’

She held her dress above her waist to keep them clean and they entered the house in record time. Stripping naked at the doorstep, they went into the shower for more loving time and she spent the rest of the day sucking him dry.