Third Passenger

Moving to the backseats, Keith and Stephanie locked their lips in the most intense French kiss ever, unleashing their desires after two weeks of separation. As he roamed his hands under her crop top, she turned her attention to his shorts, unbuttoning it at the same time he unhooked her bra. She slid her hand gracefully up and down his smooth shaft and he placed his hands at her hips, undoing those pesky buttons and about to pull her shorts down.

Stephanie: ‘You sure it’s safe here?’
Keith: ‘Yeah. I’ll protect you.’

She lifted her ass up and he tugged them to her knees, flipping up the glovebox behind the gearstick to reveal a translucent wrap dress. The moment she caught sight of it, she knew she could get even more clothes off. He helped her removed her top while she straightened the long shawl out, to wrap it around her chest and then tie a knot behind her neck.

Stephanie: ‘Do I look pretty?’
Keith (whispering): ‘You always are.’

He pushed her shoulders against the backrest and wriggled his hand under the loose top, carefully vibrating his fingertip at her clit while she stroked his cock faster. Quickly pouring a small glob of lubricant into her palm, the handjob suddenly become so much more kinky, as the scent of cherry filled up the car.

Keith: ‘Put this on.’

She stared at the blindfold puzzled but did not resist when he pulled the elastic band over her head. Shrouded in darkness, she let him guide her lips and hand, as orgasms started shaking her body up.

Keith: ‘I’m going to invite a buddy in next to you, but he is not going to touch you anywhere. I’ll be here right next to you k?’

Hips rising and falling in ecstacy, she only gave him an impatient nod and moved towards the centre of the wide backseats. The car door opened and shut to let a guy in, and her moans immediately turned softer.

Keith (whispering): ‘Give me your other hand.’

She opened her clean palm in his direction and a small amount of cold lube dripped into her hand. With her wrist held by Keith, he brought her to where the stranger was seated, and slid her hand under his shaft. Upon contact with the warm, throbbing rod, she wrapped her fingers around him and began to jerk, at the same rhythm as she was playing with Keith’s.

He opened her legs wider and without telling her, he handed him her favourite dildo to put it into her. The instant she felt her toy pierce into her desperate hole, she let go off her psychological restraints and groaned loudly. Feeling the soft yet stiff toy repeated pleasuring her pussy, her hand moved even faster to the shock of the stranger.

Keith had kept his fingers on her clit, while his buddy thrust the toy deep and fast into her. Within a couple of minutes, a small squirt wetted his hand and pushed him over his limits.

He suddenly grabbed her hand as she pumped even faster, subconsciously feeling his orgasm nearing. Abruptly steering away from the plan, he opened the car door and transfer her hand around his back, returning her to his exploding cock. Now exposed to the warmer air from outside, she sat closer to the door and went at her fastest speed, till powerful waves travelled up his shaft while cum sprayed from the tip of his cock.

Stephanie quickly let go before he was done out of fear, not wanting to come in contact with semen that does not belong to her guy. The stranger sensibly got out of the car and closed the door lightly, sitting on the curb behind the car while Stephanie returned to the safe haven of her boyfriend.

He pulled her blindfold off after the participant left and handed her a piece of wet tissue to clean her hands.

Stephanie: ‘He is quite big you know?’
Keith: ‘But there’s only one cock that is going inside you!’

He forcefully pulled her legs towards his side and she fell on her back, lying down comfortably in the fogged up car. Keith spent no more time on playing and pounced on his baby girl, shoving his rock hard cock deep into her pussy. Energised by his girl’s daringness, his hips moved faster than usual, ramming her pussy full of his cock that she could not stop moaning to. Her pussy was especially wet at his extra dominating spirit and juicy, slurping noises kept coming.

After a while of missionary, they switched to doggy-style and he really fucked her brains out, making her weak despite how short of breath she was. The end of the session came pretty soon after she climaxed, tightening her pussy so much that he collapsed onto her back when he came, filling her up at a shallow depth and then slowly shrinking out of her.

The short period when she gave the other guy a handjob felt like a long time away from Keith, and the cosy, after-sex cuddle couldn’t seem to remove those thoughts of the surprise visitor out of her head. Only when he got big again, and allowed her to feed off his penis, did her heart get reassured, that this very cock would be the one fucking her for the rest her life.

Keith: ‘Will you try same room sex?’
Stephanie (whispering): ‘I’m fine with giving strangers handjob though.’

Her wink made his cock twitch when she offered more than what his mind wanted, and she spent the rest of the ride home moaning to his fingers thrusting in and out of her pussy, lubricated by an erotic mix of cum, and her organic fluid.

Repaying Cassie

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Me (whispering): ‘Doggie. Now.’

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

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

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

Me (shouting): ‘I’m gonna cum now!’

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ride on the Ride

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jacie: ‘Slide your seat backwards.’

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

Me: ‘Wait wait.. condom.’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Me (whispering): ‘Shooting shooting!’

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

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

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

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

Mobile Quickie

Baby: ‘I’m not going to get out of the car in this k?’
Me: ‘Yeah yeah. We are just going to park somewhere and play.’

Wearing the white translucent oversized tank top, she had her office blazer over her shoulders despite driving in the night. We turned into a multi-storey carpark of a newly built HDB flat, and crawled one at a time into the back seat.

Unleashing our two weeks of collective passion, our hands were under each other’s top and brushing across skin. In low light, I unbuckled her half-cup bra from her back, and she unclipped my belt to my underwear. Since she changed into the tank top, she had no pants on as it was long enough to provide cover in seated position.

Without any bottoms, it was easy for me to strip her panties off, and expose her wet privates along with my little hard one. Fingers dived between our legs as we made out, stroking and rubbing wherever that made us moan in pleasure.

Like usual, I reached into my sling bag for her favourite black toy and placed her on the seat, spreading her legs out to let me have my fun. Carefully, I poked the vibrator into her and began sliding in and out, together with her gripping hand that clenched tightly onto my forearm. Slowly, I increased my speed to hear her desperation, losing control of her legs as a small shiver began creeping up her back.

Baby (whispering): ‘J.. I’m cumming.. ‘

The toy I was pushing into her got harder to shove as she hugged my arm, hips jerking erratically to juices escaping her pussy over my fingers. The panting girl laid exhausted while I continued to tease her clit, without stopping the movements of the vibrator at all.

Soon, I was in my second lap and the nipple tuning she did to her boobs did nothing to delay the second orgasm, shaking her body as I plummet the toy deep inside. After the climax subsided, she closed her legs and let the toy fall to the car mat, pushing me against the passenger door so I would slouch lower for her.

Turning to me, she grabbed my erection and thumbed my pee hole, driving me weak and insane with sensitivity.

Baby: ‘It’s your turn now.’

To see her tuck her hair on one side made me even harder, and her mouth quickly relieved the soreness on the tip. Her tongue skilfully licked the sides, covering every area while her lips slid up and down along my red shaft. As if her deep throat wasn’t enough, she added more tip teasing to her combo to make me really desperate for her mouth, forcing me to hold her hair and jammed my cock into her mouth.

She kept up with the rhythmic motion to coat my dick with her saliva, caressing my testicles at times to make me groan weakly. She began shoving her face into my groin after tasting my large size and drove me to my wits end, grabbing onto the overhead handle as my legs wrapped around her back.

Me (groaning): ‘Oh god.. keep going baby. I’m gonna cum soon.’

I dug my fingers into her hair as she paused for a deep throat, before letting me take control to fuck those sweet thick lips of hers. Reaching easily into her shirt, her nipple hardened even more with my pinching, suction increasing in the addictive mouth of hers.

Me: ‘Shooting baby.’

I held her head down on my cock as my hips buckled, shooting thick cum into her throat that kept moving as she swallowed. Sensing how hard I was holding her down, I lifted her away as my balls emptied themselves. Baby did not simply do nothing and instead, bobbed her head slightly to really dry me of any semen I had left.

The instant she sat back upright, I could no longer move from tiredness and she leaned on the door on her side, fingers circling the sore clit of hers.

Baby: ‘It’s actually quite easy to swallow if you shoot into my throat. I didn’t taste anything at all.’

Me: ‘You’re okay with that?’
Baby: ‘Yupp. Plus we can save some tissues too.’

She opened her arms for her tired boy and I jumped into her boobs, resting on my soft D cups while I fished the toy from under her seat. After wiping it down, it went back into her again and she received more orgasms, while holding my shrunken cock and fondled it to it’s original intercourse size.

Baby: ‘I’ll suck you off again?’
Me: ‘Can I have more?’
Baby (whispering): ‘Of course.’

She opened the door behind her and squatted on the floor, signalling me to sit at the edge. There, I was given a royal treatment through my cock and came another time, into her mouth where she swallowed the whole load looking at my euphoric expression with a smile.

On our way back home, I never stopped rubbing her clit and when we found a nice dark spot, it was all kisses again. My brain somehow formed a link between those forceful tongue action with her amazing blowjob, creating a bulge for my short walk home.

Baby: ‘I’ll wear this more often when we go out k? But with a bra and shorts on.’

Me: ‘And I’ll go out without underwear for you.’

We kissed our goodbyes and left, both high and still horny just by thinking about how kinky our discreet quickie was.

Pet Kitty

Part 1 | Part 2

Alex: ‘Come over.’

Seated in the passenger seat, he dragged Mel’s head of hair towards his groin and slammed her face down, choking her dry throat with his thick slab. Having starved and deprived of water for the whole day, the salty taste of his cock salivated her mouth, spreading thinly over her chapped lips.

Just a week ago, Mel had ran away from her home due to poor performance in her final exam, unable to face her strict parents. Since then, she have been staying in her fling’s home, prohibited from using any electronic devices and starved. With only two slices of bread a day, her shapely, well-endowed figure had turned into a skinny frame, but not too boney to fit into those kinky clothes Alex had bought for her.

She was a shy girl in nature, but her curiosity in sexual pleasure ended up with this guy, who was sweet at first but became possessive once he knew how to manipulate her, grooming her unconsciously into a sex slave he always wished to have.

Alex: ‘Keep sucking. Quench your thirst.’

The obedient girl moved her lips up and down continuously, sliding her tongue skilfully over his shaft listening to his groans. Having parked in the middle of an empty carpark, he had no worry about anyone interrupting them, especially not during the working hours of most people. While she was busy on his cock, he reached into her oversized tank top and unbuckled the Pierre Cardin bra, going straight for her pointy nipples that were begging to be fondled.

Moans filled the car up with little movements, bodies leaning towards each other as they indulged in the public foreplay. Once he was hard and wet with her saliva, he made her climb to the backseats, where he joined her after stripping his jeans off.

He slid his hands up her panty-less thighs and opened her legs onto the seat, rubbing her clit with his fingers gently to get her even wetter. The mentally exhausted girl let him do whatever he wanted, not blurting out a word till he was satisfied.

Alex: ‘Unwind the window on your side.’

He perched her ass up in doggie towards the opened window and leaned on his side of the passenger door, legs wide open at her pussy. She tucked her calves under his thighs and sat back slowly, spreading her pussy lips as he directed his erection into her.

*Arghh.. *

Less than a minute later, he was in and the helpless lady began to ride him. Rocking back and forth, Alex laid motionless, letting her fuck his hard cock faster and faster. She constantly collected juices from her cunt to lick them up, easing the soreness in her throat while moaning away.

Alex: ‘Turn around and ride me.’

She turned her body in the constrained space and rode him non-stop, grinding her pussy front and back. His cock was in direct contact with her G-spot as she adjusted to the perfect angle, garnering louder moans as they kept fucking. As time passed, her tiredness slowed her actions down and it was in opposite effect to the incoming climax from Alex.

In a single move, he sat upright and threw her on her back, hands pressing above her shoulder blade. Lifting his butt off the seat, his knees joined in a kneeling angle, thrusting deep and fast into his pet slave. Pounding at a deadly angle, Mel came quickly with her vagina squeezing tightly around his cock, throwing him into a frenzy after that.

His tempo only increased with each thrusts, plunging deeper into her cunt. Frantic hands began grabbing anything she could reach and droplets of sweat was caught by her opened mouth. Once the third orgasm hit her in an overwhelming, breath taking tremble, Alex slowed his rampage down to a stop.

Alex: ‘I’m tired. Suck me off.’

While he was doing all the work, Mel had her share of rest and got on her knees ecstatically, bending over his lap to feast on his rod. Head bouncing deeper and deeper, he let those desperate gasps out and it pleased her to some extent. There was no explanation to why she was feeling glad about pleasing a man whom tortured her.

Alex (groaning): ‘I’m gonna cum!’

She parked her lips at the hood of his penis head and jerked his shaft with her hands, sucking and twirling her lips around his cock head while his waist contracted.

Alex (groaning): ‘Fuck!’

A strong jet of cum sprayed into her mouth, and his hands pushed her lips downwards. More delicious cum coated onto her tongue and he lifted her head slowly, draining all the semen he could afford in tiny little jerks of his hips. Her mouth never left his shaft throughout the whole process and took in every drop, until his hands broke free from her neck.

The sensible Mel made one last downward stroke to clean him up and showed him his load, swirling around in her mouth. A few seconds later, she swallowed them all and threw herself into his arms, patted like a well-fed little kitty.

Mel (whispering): ‘Thanks for the meal.’
Alex: ‘I was thinking about getting some friends to help feed you. Do you want?’
Mel: ‘Umm.. I’ll only use my mouth and hand. Cause my body is reserved for you.’
Alex: ‘That’s my little kitty.’

They got into the front seats and made their way home, which Alex used the time to text a few of his buddies his address and timing, to keep his little sex slave fed and perhaps.. make some quick bucks.

Part 1 | Part 2

Rocking Car

Bartender: ‘Hey man. This is from the girls over there.’

I took a few long blinks to clear my vision and looked towards the semi-circle lounge seats adjacent to my counter stool. The group of ladies all pointed to one particular girl, wearing a denim jacket tightly grasped closed. After giving them a mid-air toast, they came over to invite me over, then disappearing into the dance floor.

Me: ‘Thanks for your drink. I’m J. What’s your name?’
Girl: ‘Cyndi. My friends just asked me to buy a drink for someone that caught my attention. And that’s you.’

She was somewhat in a defensive position when we spoke, understandable from how she dressed, quite the opposite from the revealing clothes her friends wore to the club.

Me: ‘How did I get your attention then?’
Cyndi: ‘Your clothes? You are the only guy here who wore a suit – I think.’

True enough, I was in an attire too mature for my looks, since it was after an intense interview that had tests I was never prepared to take. The complexity of the questions I was given kind of threw me into confusion, about the nature of the company I was employed at. Frankly speaking, I had no idea what they did.

Cyndi: ‘Why are you alone?’
Me: ‘I needed some time to think. Oh, and I don’t have any trendy clothes like most guys here.’
Cyndi: ‘You’re never wrong in a suit.’

For once, we laughed at the irony of how men in suits were viewed, professional, arrogant and confident. Perhaps it was my clothes that gave me the courage to come this far. She took my hand and threw it behind her shoulders, leaning closer to me while handing me my bottle of beer. A click of our glasses and everything went down our throats, marking the beginning of a new friendship.

About ten minutes later, her friends returned with flushed faces, and a couple of them had guys holding their waists.

Friend: ‘Cyndi, we are going to another place now. Wanna come?’
Cyndi: ‘Nah. I’m done. I’ll leave with this handsome here. Have fun girls.’

Those half-filled glasses were emptied and all of us left the noisy entertainment joint, diving into second smoke the smokers were puffing right outside the exit.

Cyndi: ‘I’m going to my car and rest for a bit before driving. Want me to send you home?’
Me: ‘I can get home myself. But I’ll accompany you to make sure you are sober before you drive. Can?’

She pointed sluggishly in the direction of her car and we walked in arms, stepping into the passenger seats since we needed to rest. Once the doors were slammed shut and air-condition at full blast, our bodies instinctively hugged each other and started kissing. Her denim pulled away revealed a caged bra underneath. Without any more layers of clothes, my hands wormed into her bra and grabbed those petite B cups. Instantly, she woke up and unbuttoned my white shirt, caressing the not-so-lean tummy I owned.

Cyndi (whispering): ‘Your pants.’

We worked together to unbuckle and lower my pants just enough for her to whip my cock out, heartbeat pounding violently through the veins in that stick she held. Her high waist flare skirt provided easy access to her underwear, which disappeared into the darkness behind the driver’s seat.

In a sudden turn of event, she climbed over my lap and leaned backwards for the glovebox, fishing a condom out from a corner. I ripped the wrapper apart and capped myself quickly, before she sank her pussy over my manhood. Party-goers were still walking past her car when she started bouncing, but not distracting us one bit from our quickie.

One of her friends spotted our vigorous movements and stole a peek before hopping into her date’s car. Nothing too spectacular happened. As we fucked in cowgirl style, my hands never stopped massaging those boobs. She was just moaning her lungs out to my hardening cock, that was helplessly stuffed over and over again into her.

Me: ‘My turn to play now.’

I hugged her and turned to the side, dropping her on her back while catching both her feet that her heels clung onto. I bent her knees to her chest before taking full control, ramming my hips hard into her skinny pelvic bones her ass was conforming to.

Cyndi (moaning): ‘I’m gonna cum!’

I felt her pussy tightened and I went even faster, until she slouched forward to hold my waist close to her groin. Buried deep inside her, the spray of juices splattered all over our clothes during her orgasm. A minute later, as soon as the ‘tap’ slowed down, my body was back at work, pounding the trembling girl into another round of screams.

Me: ‘We’ve got a bit more to go before I cum. Hang in there k?’

She grabbed my neck and I let my chest touched her, kissing in intense passion without any pauses for air. Each breath we took filled our noses with the heavenly, sex-filled scent from our sweaty bodies, mixed with the saltiness of our saliva.

Me: ‘Doggie?’
Cyndi: ‘No. Just like this.’

I let my hips did its work, thrusting inches of meat into her cunt to increase her pleas for mercy. Another orgasm hit her after a few minutes and our lips broke free, letting her gasped for air as her abs shrunk to the mind-numbing climax.

Me: ‘Fuck.. I’m cumming too.. Hold on!’

While she was shaking non-stop, I forcefully spread her legs wide and pumped the last bit of strength into her. Her eyes rolled white and shook even more wildly, all the way till I made those long, powerful jerks along with my outgoing cum.

The last part lasted about two minutes, with her pussy milking me involuntarily. Strangely, I was still hard after finishing the first round and jumped straight into the action again, shoving my cock fast and deep without break.

Cyndi had no idea what was happening as she was just groaning inaudible phrases, up to the point I came again inside her. Completely exhausted, I fell on top of her and waited till she quietened down.

I picked myself up and helped her to sit upright against the seat, giving her a massage on her clit to help take the soreness away. She managed to find her phone in the dimness and unlocked it after two tries.

Cyndi (weakly): ‘What’s your number?’
Me: ‘8263****’
Cyndi (panting): ‘I’m going to need you again soon.’

The next fifteen minutes were spent in silence as we got dressed slowly, almost losing control a few times after more kisses. We got into the front seats after some time and she offered to drive me home despite being out of the way. And in exchange?

Cyndi: ‘Keep me turned on so I can focus on the road.’

Without saying more, my fingers got wrinkly from masturbating her throughout the whole journey, making a few stops at empty bus stops so she could cum.

It didn’t take more than thirty minutes after I got home before a new message came from her, compiling of details about our next meet the next day. The appearance of Cyndi made my new mysterious employment less daunting knowing that there was something I could look forward to after each day.

A new job, a new girl. What more can a man ask for?

Misty’s Fetish

After the hectic day at the office where Misty worked, her group of office staff agreed to dinner with the ground forces, mostly comprising of frontline service crew. One of the guys, Blake, was her eye candy at work and he would be there too.

Everyone reached the hawker centre after a fifteen minutes wait, and he showed up in the company’s polo tee unlike others.

Misty: ‘Wah. Blake so on ah. Free marketing for company.’
Guy: ‘Eh. Don’t disturb him like that leh. He stayed back to finish up the work for the rest of us.’

The tall, traditional Chinese guy had been in the company for close to five years. Using hardwork, he climbed to the position of Senior Supervisor which anyone else would be too stressed to take up. Despite his low education, his willingness to teach and guide earned him the respect of his team, even those who weren’t directly under him.

As the last bits of food was cleaned up by the guys, everyone tidied up and were ready to head home. Misty rarely had alcoholic drinks, but it was a day to relax and talk crap, so she had downed quite a number of mugs herself.

Blake: ‘Okay guys. Don’t come to work tomorrow hor. Have a good rest and we’ll chiong on Monday.’

A synchronised ‘ooosh‘ woke the drunken mood up and the ladies, with Misty, had to turn away in embarrassment. While some of them left for their cars, Misty, Blake and a few headed for the bus stop.

Blake: ‘Eh Mist, you forgot to wear bra today ah?’
Misty: ‘Got lah. This shirt is thinner la. Hum sup lou.’

The sheer black top did not hide the inner black spag she wore, but the unpadded bra could not do much about her nipples that could be noticed if one looked long enough. Somehow, she was glad to get his attention, and they had the privacy to talk alone behind the noisy group in front of them.

Misty: ‘Good hor you, a wife waiting at home.’
Blake: ‘Okay lah. The company give me high pay, I work longer hours lo. My wife understands. You? Always end work so late how to find boyfriend?’
Misty: ‘Don’t have boyfriend la. Earn money more important.’
Blake: ‘Haha. Then when you want to marry you can pick any one of my guys. I sure approve one.’
Misty: ‘Asshole. But I have someone I like in this company.’
Blake: ‘Eh! Who who! Don’t tell me James from your team hor. He don’t have balls yet.’
Misty (answering shyly): ‘No la. Your team de.’
Blake: ‘Say leh! Who? Me ah? I know you secretly in love with me la. I won’t tell anyone.’

If only he understood what kind of joke he cracked. Misty’s mind started wandering to scenes of his diligent mode giving instructions to his team, directing them with his strong arms, unkempt hair that made him looked so suave. On top of that, the fitting pair of jeans showed off his lean ass, straight-cut style right under his crotch.

Blake: ‘What bus you taking?’
Misty: ‘Dundred.’
Blake: ‘Same. You can continue dreaming. I’ll let you know when the bus come.’

They were the last at the bus stop while everyone hopped onto their own ride. Misty had snapped out of her fantasies and was noticing Blake, also deep in thoughts but probably about something more productive.

Misty (whispering): ‘You won’t mind if I like you right? You are already married.’
Blake: ‘Huh? You really like me ah? Shit man. *pause* I actually also quite like you. Too bad I’m married.’

Their bus finally came and they got on, sitting side-by-side to continue her proposal.

Misty: ‘Since you are married, I can’t ask you out right?’
Blake: ‘Haha. You can stay back with me in office ah. That will be our date lo.’

Throwing away all pride, she slipped her arm under his and placed her palm on his thigh, head leaning against his shoulder for comfort. He did not make any rejection signs, even putting his hand on her legs.

Blake: ‘Don’t text me funny things ah. If not I will have to marry you if my wife divorce me.’

The pair of matching black skirt made it worse with his fingers resting on her bare thighs, sending wild thoughts into her head. As erotic fantasies started building up again, the unconscious shifting of her hand had brought him into her world too.

As the bus emptied itself through the stops, her skirt was lifted higher by his muscular hand. At no time did he looked at her like a boyfriend, making the whole process feel like a stranger feeling her up.

Misty leaned herself on the window and brought her hand to his groin, squeezing it while he returned the favour by pressing onto her panties. The moisture that was already there made him grinned, but he did not stop rubbing.

Blake: ‘Shall we get off here? I’ll send you home with the company van.’

Right. The company van IS at his carpark.

The duo alighted and went to the multi-storey carpark, jumping into the back of the van once he started the air-conditioning. With no lights, they could only use the florescent lamps from the ceiling. Misty was already on the side of the van where least light could reach.

Blake (whispering): ‘No regrets?’

Misty no longer wanted to answer him and tugged at his belt, where he undid his jeans while she pulled her skirt and translucent blouse away. Her panties got flung into the darkness after he removed them, and he was soon lying by her side.

One of her hand got busy stroking him, and one of his was busy rubbing her out. His coarse finger felt really good as her clit was flicked in circles, messing up the rhythm for her handjob.

Misty (whispering): ‘You have a condom?’

Blake shook his head and told her about the vasectomy after his second kid, forcing her to make a choice she already knew the answer to. Not wanting to let time make things anymore awkward, Misty rolled over to dogggie facing the rear window and slant herself forward before he could put it in.

Blake (whispering): ‘Why?’
Misty (whispering): ‘Can you rape me?’

She flung the pile of nylon ropes across the floor and he caught them. He tied her hands behind her and secured her ankles together, then returning her to the doggie-style she wanted.

While Misty put up a little fight to resist his dick, he mercilessly yanked her hips back and wrapped his arms around her ribs, squeezing her sensitive pair of boobs till she stopped moving.

Blake: ‘That’s my good girl.’

That thick, hard manhood pierced into her and she screamed into her wrists. She had never been taken by force and his meat felt exceptionally huge inside her. Her pussy was ripped open beyond her own personal record and the violent thrusts stretched her vagina further inwards.

This strong man had fulfilled one of her desires to be raped, and her pussy just kept contracting with sheer happiness. Blake rammed really hard into her and those long strokes drove her mad. The fight in her disappeared like smoke and her body was giving in to him.

Blake (groaning): ‘So you prefer to be my slave huh?’
Misty (moaning): ‘Can I?’
Blake: ‘Of course! My wife likes to dominate me, and I can unleash onto you.’

A sudden rush of pain shot into her scalp as he grabbed her hair, pounding her fleshy bums onto his stiff hips. If she had felt correctly, he was getting bigger inside her.

In and out, Misty drifted from a clear mind to a half-fucked sanity. Each orgasm had taken a little of her life with it and she was backing up on him before she realised. It’s like – her body wanted more.

Getting so close to blacking out, Blake was moving at a speed that caused her pussy to be ‘burping’. He was getting overpowered by her tightness, it seems.

Blake: ‘I’m cumming!’

A strong push knocked her off balance and she fell forward. He flipped her around like a piece of dough and held her legs up with one hand. His dick poked through her thighs (that was tied together) and she was looking right at his cannon appearing and disappearing before her.

Moments later, a loud grunt came and white cream spat onto her chest. After the first two squirts, the rest oozed out over her legs and down to her pussy, which she knew she had nothing to worry about.

Blake untied her as soon as he was done and cleaned her lifeless body up, paying extra attention to massage those sore breasts and clit while at it. As soon as he was done, he got her to strip naked and kneel on some soft foam.

With cleverly positioned knots, he made a ‘G-string’ and ‘bra’ for her. For the part of the rope running under her pussy, a few knots provided something to rub against, and the bra simply made her free-hanging boobs into firm, tight buns.

He did not give her much time to check out the DIYed lingerie, instead, helping her dress up quickly so she could go home and enjoy. On the journey home, Misty could only feel her sore breasts and occasional rubs of her pussy.

But when she straightened her legs to get off his van, the rope sank deep between her pussy, and caused her to crumble onto the ground. The torture was too much for her to bear at once.

Blake: ‘You can cut the ropes if you want. I’ll see you tomorrow k? At the office.’

Holding onto the door handles, she had to clarify the arrangement.

Misty: ‘You know we’re not open tomorrow right?’
Blake: ‘Yupp. No one will be there ah. My wife don’t know the office is closed. So I can still meet you. If you change your mind, just text me k?’

Luckily for the flats she wore, the walk home was not too awkward and before long, she was ready for the much needed shower. Standing naked in front of her mirror, she looked exactly like one of those Japanese porn stars doing bondage gig.

The loop around her waist had eaten into her hips and raising it would send tingles through her pussy into her mind. Heck, she took a quick shower before putting on some decent clothes to cover up. Ready for bed in no time.

Unlike the nights she had before, there were no thoughts of random stuff. They were all sex related. As she adjusted the rope on her pussy, the knots kept rubbing her clit till she climaxed against her tiredness.

Damn, this has either got to be the best or worst night in my life.

As the orgasms wore her body out, darkness came for her and overtook her eyes for some super wet dreams.

The next day, she skipped the morning shower and went to ‘work’ in t-shirt and shorts. When Blake saw her in the office, there was a dark patch of wetness between her legs, which she did not realise.

Blake: ‘I think you need to wear a liner. You’re too wet.’

Their clothes came off quickly and their boss’ table was the first to be tested for stability and reliability.