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.

Young Wild Sex

After the girls claimed their victory at a beach volleyball competition at one of the beautiful beaches in Sentosa, the group of guys who accompanied them celebrated with a treat at the restaurant nearby. It was a tough fight as the opposing team was strong, but nevertheless, the girls did their best and won.

All tired but hyped, Cynthia and Randy separated from the group and headed towards his car, parked at the carpark where shuttle buses would arrive at to pick up the visitors.

Dressed in just her sports bra and beach shorts, he walked slowly behind her to admire her twisting hips, while she licked away on the ice cream they couldn’t finish. Upon reaching his car tucked away in a corner, they did not rush to start the journey back home. Instead, he pulled her by the neck in for a passionate french kiss, turning her excited mood into a lustful rage where her hand immediately reached for his shorts.

Cynthia (whispering): ‘I’m so fucking horny now. You’re growing bigger huh.’

She gave him a squeeze on his hard on and the knots came loose on both their shorts. A quick tug lowered his waistband below his erection and her back arched down at his groin, taking his manhood into her lips. Bobbing her head up and down, her tongue slid wetly under his shaft while he adjusted his backrest lower, groaning and thighs twitching to her impatient blowjob.

Randy (whispering): ‘You’re making me super hard.’

Her mouth went deeper to make him gasp for air and did not stop till he managed to slip his fingers into her g-string, and onto her clit that was soaking wet.

Randy: ‘Sit up. Let me finger that tight hole of yours.’

She ended the blowjob with a slow ascend and let him lean towards her, dipping his finger into her wide opened legs. As he was pumping his palm, she got on her knees and crawled between the front seats to the back, still moaning to his hand that did not stop.

Halfway towards the backseat, he held her waist upon seeing her legs opened on the driver’s and front passenger seat, jolting her to a pause. Of course, Cynthia knew what he was thinking and stopped crawling.

Randy stood above the gearbox and flipped his dick under her pussy, rubbing her clit a few times with his rod before angling it into her. Inches by inches, his raw meat disappeared into her wet slit and she was breathing deeply for air.

The long journey into her hole took her horniness to the next level and she was busy asking him to go faster. Randy knew exactly how to tease and the constant reminder to ‘fuck me’ went unheeded. Finally, he was fully parked inside her and she was desperately grinding her ass over his long cock, throbbing wildly inside her.

Not wasting any more time, he began pumping and she was just going crazy by screaming as he sank his rod into her deepest end. The two of them was so intense in that public car sex that the windows fogged up quickly, but not stopping them from raping each other.

As the orgasms hit her one at a time, the glistering sweat covered her skin and his hands went under her sports bra to ravish those constricted B cups, satisfying them with nipple pinches to turn her on even more. Cynthia could totally feel his dick getting thicker and it was creating a seal that sucked him back in whenever he pulled out.

Cynthia: ‘Horny boy, go back to your seat. I’m going to ride you till you cum.’

He returned to his driver’s seat and watched her kneel on the side near the door, while her other toned leg reached behind his seat. Hanging on his neck for support, she couldn’t wait to bounce on him, using her trained abs to squeeze the cum out of him. Imagine two masculine figures, locked in a fight to get each other to climax. That was exactly what was happening in that car.

Groping her breasts clumsily, her eyes were locked on his as she rode him, slamming her pussy over his rock hard dick that was touching her sensitive g-spot. Changing to a grinding motion, she moved her hips along his groin, till she felt the shiver in him intensified.

Cynthia: ‘Is my bad boy going to cum?’
Randy: ‘You know me best.’

Cynthia continued rocking on his abs till he hugged her tight out of a sudden, and she relaxed her pussy for a moment. In a focused state, she closed her eyes and worked her vaginal muscles, moving them in a milking motion with small grinding action.

Randy: ‘Cumming!’

He looked unwavering into her eyes as his hips jerked uncontrollably, shooting his load into her tight athletic body while she smiled excitedly. The warmth was spraying all over inside and she could feel herself filling up with his love juice.

Kissing lovingly, they remained inside each other till his dick had shrunk a little, easily pushed out of her pussy.

Panting and drenched in perspiration, they wore their shorts back and she was covered in a denim jacket without her bra on. On their way back to her home, she was busy stroking him while he had his eyes on the road, all hard and ready as he pictured his car parking in the multi-storey carpark of her estate.

In the empty second-top floor, they were fully nude and went into their second round of sex without hesitation, pumping the brains out of her with his energised cock. This time, she could not moan freely as there were houses just nearby, but still managed to orgasm at least twice before she felt a sore on her pussy.

Cynthia: ‘I’ll just suck you off this time k? It’s sore down there.’

She popped opened the door nearer to a wall and went out, squatting down and taking his dick whole into her mouth. Forcing her head into his groin, she let her throat did the work till he was shivering once again. As his legs started wobbling, she did not let him rest and just kept her lips deep at his balls, savouring the moment when his cum shot down her throat. Swallowing continuously, he couldn’t stop squirting till every drop was out, and got too sensitive for her to tease anymore.

Quickly hopping back into his car, they got dressed and she pinned him down on the backseats for a kiss, boobs dangling from under her unbuttoned jacket.

Cynthia (whispering): ‘Thanks for the ‘rides’ home.’

She left with her top unbuttoned and went into the lift, where it would send her right to her doorstep.

What less can we expect from two fit young teens right? Nothing less than intense, wild sex that we are always jealous of. ;)

Double Jobs

Hong: ‘Calie, meeting customer later right?’
Calie: ‘Yeah. Two hours.’

He picked out a one piece sleeveless floral dress and watched her stepped into it before zipping up for her. Face lightly made up, her long lashes were the attention of her eyes and the mid-back length hair was tied in a high ponytail.

Once she was ready, they walked hand-in-hand to his car and made their way to NEX shopping mall, garnering a lot of jealous looks from the guys, some whom were walking with their girlfriends.

After a quick lunch at Pontian Wanton, they made their way back to the carpark, where his car was left in a discreet corner. Once the air-conditioning was up and running, she bent over to his lap and unzipped his pants, stroking his cock to its full length while resting on his thighs.

Calie: ‘There’s no smell today.’
Hong: ‘I washed it at your place just now. Haha. Like it?’

Her eager mouth saved her response and he lowered the backseat as her head bobbed up and down, taking his rod deep into her throat. Feeling her tongue wriggle under his shaft, the amount of saliva she used was just perfect to engage a similar effect as though he was inside her. Well, in a way, he was already inside.

Paying extra attention to the ring under his penis head, the circular motion simply took his breaths away as she circled continuously, teasing him to get more desperate for her body.

Hong (whispering): ‘Hey.. I can’t take it anymore. Let’s go to the back.’

She crawled towards the backseats before him and let him peep under her dress, before she stripped the polka dots panties away while he unbuttoned his jeans to halfway down his thighs. Sitting with his legs opened between the centre ‘footrest’, she got into position, bending over the gearbox and hands resting on the seats.

Adjusting his position to reach her pussy, she lowered her hips till the tip poked into her vagina and sat down in slow-mo. Giving it to her boyfriend raw was the only thing that differentiated from her work, being a freelance and all.

Hong slipped a cushion over the storage box in front of her knees and made her kneel on it, determined to save her some energy for the job she took up. With her butt positioned just behind her feet, he began sliding back and forth on the seat, using the second cushion to raise his hips and keeping the momentum smooth.

Pumping in and out of her wet hole, she remained motionless while he did the work, catching a wee bit of squeezes whenever he went too deep. The love making session was rather morbid in his car, but nonetheless, she was gladly taking him in. Trained to keep silent during sex, she let off a sweet high-pitched tone, moaning softly in a way she knew would portray an innocent girl.

Hong: ‘I’m getting a little tired. Can you move for a while?’
Calie: ‘Yupp.’

Her feet went back to the floor and she rode him this time, bouncing up and down with her body leaning forward. His dick was growing thicker and it was filled with blood, heartbeat channeling into it so strongly that she could estimate his timing.

Once she felt his penis stopped enlarging, she skilfully pushed her vaginal walls together, slamming harder but slower over his groin.

Hong: ‘You always know I am about to cum.’
Calie: ‘Of course! You’re my boyfriend eh.’

Just before he lost control of himself, he jerked Calie forward and grabbed her shoulders, driving his dick as deep as he could go. Her moans suddenly went louder as his hips slapped on her firm ass, slurping juicy noises as she grunted in between breaths.

Calie: ‘I love it when you rape me.. I’m gonna climax!’
Hong: ‘Arghh. I’m shooting!’

As his semen shot out of his pipe, his hands took control over pulling her body down on his dick, firing into her while she flipped her back on his chest. Swiftly, his hand found its way between her pussy and attacked the pearl of wonders, triggering a violent shiver as she leaked cum all over his balls.

Working her inner muscles, she milked every drop of cum he had and let him carried her to the side. Using the box of tissue behind the passenger seat, she let it soak up his cum while he wore his bottoms.

Hong: ‘It feels so good to be cumming inside you.’
Calie: ‘Just for you huh! No one else.’

Forcing whatever cum she could out, a simple wipe summed up the housekeeping below and her panties went back before she sat next to him waiting in the driver seat.

Hong: ‘Geylang?’
Calie: ‘Yupp. Waiting for me?’
Hong: ‘I don’t mind. What if they approach me?’
Calie: ‘Haha! You can give the money to me, and I’ll fuck you like a customer.’

Shaking his head understandingly, he drove to the hotel with her directing. Seeing his girl pouting her lips at him while the automatic glass door opened, he knew she was his, and the thought of what her client did to her excites him a little.

How many guys know that their girlfriends are in the sex industry, and still allow them to continue? Not many I think.

Fling Challenge

Felicia finally got enough courage to just wear a tube bra under a denim jacket. Paired with it was a short skirt, tight-wrapping design that ended at her upper thighs, attracting the looks of guys as she walked into the heartlands. The top few buttons were undone and this was the most ‘seductive’ outfit she had ever gone in.

Felicia (on phone): ‘I am at your block now.’
Jason (on phone): ‘What are you wearing?’
Felicia (on phone): ‘Just a tube bra, jacket and skirt?’
Jason (on phone): ‘Okay. Unbutton your jacket and sit at the void deck. I’m coming down now.’

Although she knew he wouldn’t be able to know if she did it till he came down, it was a gentle whiff of lust that made her go for the dare. Removing the last few buttons at her naval, her shaking hands did not know what to do during the short wait. Residents were constantly walking past her and admiring her slim abs between the jacket, boobs held up by the red tube bra with black laces on it.

The lift finally rang after the frightening wait and Jason appeared, in a pair of loose shorts and ‘I

Jason (Whatsapp): ‘Follow me.’

He waited for her to stand up before walking towards the multi-storey carpark, where she knew he always parked his car. Perhaps having some fun in his car was what he wanted?

Continuing the walk for another few minutes, they reached the second top level and he turned into a row of vans and trucks, stopping at the parapet looking over the estates.

Jason: ‘Hey Fel.’
Felicia: ‘Hi. What are we doing here?’
Jason: ‘Let me ask you something.’

She stayed quiet as he hugged her in his arms, looking straight into her eyes.

Jason (whispering): ‘Do you want to be more than just friends with benefits with me?’
Felicia: ‘Like?’
Jason: ‘A couple. In love.’

Her heart started beating harder, as she always suspected she had a little feelings for him. To her, there was no signs of exposing her true feelings from what she remembered doing, but still, he managed to sense that from her.

Felicia: ‘Yeah.. I guess I would love to.’
Jason: ‘You will have to pass a little test then. Okay?’
Felicia: ‘Okay.’

He pulled her jacket over the shoulders and let it drop onto the floor. Moving a few steps into two of the taller vehicles, he tugged his shorts down and let her hand roam to it, stroking it while her head remained pointed at the ground.

On her knees she went and his dick went into her mouth, feeling her wet tongue wrap around him and moving down his shaft. Jason was high from the blowjob and placed his hand on the van, knocking it slightly loud but not worrying enough.

As she got into the mood, the van’s door suddenly slid open, and a pair of legs stuck out onto the floor.

Jason (whispering): ‘He is A, my friend. Help him too.’

With her head pinned on his groin by his hands, she could only reach out blindly to the guy next to her, and let him guide her to his cock. At that time, it was still soft but fairly large. Pumping her fist over his dry rod, her mouth did not stop while the guy roamed his hands into her bra, squeezing her breasts and toying with her nipples.

Jason: ‘Eh bro. Remember hor. Condom.’

There was no indication if A had heard Jason, but the need for condom meant another thing to Felicia. A walked away from her handjob after a while and positioned himself behind her. A few seconds of silence was all she needed to guess that he was capping himself on.

All three of them took a break while moving to the rear of the van, where the backdoor popped open for Jason to sit on. Now standing upright and working her mouth on his dick, A used his hands to pry her butt cheeks open, before rubbing a few times on her pussy.

Sensing that she was wet and ready for penetration, he slid the panties off her legs and let his hips guide itself under her skirt. Poking at the soft, wet mould, Felicia had no idea how big it was after some time had passed. Slowly, the tip poked into her hole and she had to close her eyes, pausing the blowjob while the rest of his meat sank into her body. For a girl who gets wet easily, it was a little embarrassing to get penetrated so easily without much foreplay.

Mentally, she could tell he was as big as Jason, leaving only the speed and stamina to be the last two factors of his skills. Holding her waist with his warm hands, her body began jerking back and forth in sync with the thrusts she was receiving. Slurping sounds free-flowed in the quiet carpark and he was screwing her as deep as she could handle it.

Moans escaped uncontrollably from Felicia as his dick brushed along her vaginal walls, teasing those sensitive areas continuously. Her mouth did not need any efforts to move as the powerful thrusts would simply send her lips gliding down the slippery cock.

As the carpark remained eerily quiet, A had enough of the doggie and climbed into the van from the side door, sitting in the middle of it while Jason got out of the van. Felicia was asked to climb onboard and this time, her mouth had another dick to satisfy. Jason stood right outside the van, giving himself just enough distance to take over his girl’s cunt.

Jason had been watching her mouth closely from the side, timing it at the same time as his dick plunged into her pussy raw. This was the exclusiveness she had given him, along with contraceptive pills she took for him. The pounding came immediately, pumping fast and deep into her, giving her no rest at all.

The pleasure flooding her mind was so crazy that she couldn’t really focus on the blowjob, leaving A to ram her head down as she groaned noisily.

As Jason went faster at her, he felt her hips buckling and legs trembling, as though she was going to cum. Now, making long, slower strokes into her pussy, her groans became louder and the gagging took her breaths away.

Right when Jason felt an overwhelming tightness over his dick, a stream of juices came spraying backwards onto the concrete floor, splashing loudly as he tried to keep his dick inside of her.

Without letting her recover, he used her new tightness to the max and fucked at the fastest possible speed, causing her to lose balance. A had gone on his knees as well, and was thrusting his hips at her face, driving that long cock down her throat as Jason rammed her forcefully.

A: ‘I’m gonna shoot!’
Jason: ‘Me too.. ‘

The two men groaned out loud as their cum filled both her holes up, satisfying her hunger at the same time as her horniness. The waves of cum pouring into her did not stop for at least fifteen seconds, and Felicia was just swallowing while trying to relax her pussy to contain all of his seeds.

They pulled out of the exhausted girl at once and watched her fall to the side, mouth covered with some of his cum and pussy leaking white fluid.

Jason: ‘You passed.’

Felicia could only smile at him till he said the second phrase, ‘the first round‘. A frown appeared on her face and she was helped up, wearing her jacket back and cleaned her mouth with some wet tissues from A’s vehicle.

Jason walked Felicia back to his place, jacket unbuttoned and wobbling on her feet. Back at his place, she was offered a cup of warm milk, and allowed to rest, till she felt weak in her limbs but remained awake.

A’s appearance in the room did not cause much of a worry, but the plastic bag he carried, had a small machine sticking out of it, like a dildo.

While she was unable to move herself, the two guys tied her up, and set up the machine right between her legs. The cold dildo went into her cum-filled pussy and the vibration was taking some of the soreness away.

Jason: ‘This is part two. I want you to squirt till the bed is wet. It will just take about an hour. Must pass k?’

With that said, a whirling sound came from the machine and the dildo started thrusting, sinking deep into her pussy while her mind was drowsy. The orgasms came non-stop and the amount of cum she squirted had wetted her whole body. The two guys just sat in a corner, drinking away while her moans played like an hour long symphony.

Did the second part just end this way? Of course not. By the time the machine’s timer stopped, she was as horny as hell and the two dicks present in the room was all she wanted to get her mouth and hands on.

Moving to the living room, Jason let her lie on the sofa, kneeling over her head while A went to her pussy. Shoving their cocks into her mouth and cunt, the two dicks pumped crazily into her and the twenty minutes non-stop fucking lasted like an hour to her.

Halfway into their threesome, they swapped positions and A went berserk at her mouth again, filling her up with the second load before Jason was done. With just a few minutes of energy left in Jason, he flipped her over impatiently and took her in doggie, where her face laid on a pillow to avoid abrasion from her weak arms.

Right as she squirted for the umpteen times onto the seats, he came together with her and sent the second wave of cum deep into her womb, warming the tired, worn out pussy of her.

By the time they were done, A got dressed and had left the place to the two lovebirds. All that was left was themselves to cuddle, having passed the final test he had planned for her acceptance.

As the clock strike 2, she was back on his bed, and her strength was returning at a fast pace too. Well, before he fell asleep, her mouth went to work on his soft dick again, taking a long time to suck him back to his ‘original’ hardness before riding him to yet another climax, that was pumped into her body for the third time that day.