Hot Wifing

Claudia: ‘Dear, I’m going to walk my friend out of the condo. And chat up with him too.’
Husband: ‘Sure. Go ahead. See you soon man!’

One of my best friend at the first job I had, we were actually close on the spiritual level, talking about life and deep stuff while we worked together. Now that she is married to her dream guy, a rich and smart guy, their luxurious house did not disappoint me at all. According to her, I was the one who pulled her together during the most complacent time of her life, pushing her to strive for more. Granting me with the honour to privately dine with her husband and her as part of the house warming, I could tell he was thankful I had been part of her life.

Claudia: ‘Want to take the stairs? It’s only four stories.’
Me: ‘Sure.’

We pushed the heavy wooden door into a vacant stairwell, filled with a stale scent of concrete. Well, there was completely no airflow at all. I took the first step down and saw that she wasn’t following, standing on level ground right after entering the door.

Me: ‘Changed your mind?’
Claudia: ‘No. Something else. Come up first.’

I curiously walked back to her and she lifted my forearms to her waist, planting her lips harshly onto mine. Her hands were quick to slip under my shirt and easily went into my shorts, digging right to my underwear and handling my cock delicately.

Me (whispering): ‘Hey hey.. You just got married man.’
Claudia (whispering): ‘That’s why I am doing the one thing I wanted to do before my future is set.’
Me: ‘Please.. ‘

The lavender scent from her was mesmerising and my cock was long erected to her fondling hands. As we made out, I casually raised her shirt above her chest, to feel a pair of unprotected boobs firm and perky in my palms. Her finger on my lips forbidden me to say or do anything, while she went down on her knees before me, licking the sides of my shaft with vigour.

Claudia: ‘Mmm.. yummy.. ‘

I mind instantly went blank when I entered her saliva-filled jaws, lips focused on teasing the ring under the ‘hood’. Not before long, I was groaning my lungs out as she sucked me dry (or wet), swirling around my tip with that nimble tongue.

I could bear no more pleasure and I picked her up, pinning her against the wall and taking her nipple into my hungry mouth. Nibbling and grinding my teeth on them, her hand never stopped stroking my cock despite my bent back, headed for the edge together just like how we argued our own beliefs in the past. Same act, different perspective, but a satisfying competition, except this time, it was orgasms we were exchanging.

When she finally took a step away from me, she was still wearing her shorts. But a minute later, she had removed it and let her tight, long shirt cover part of her ass. The moment she bent over the concrete parapet of the stairs, her pussy appeared from between her ass cheeks, as if hurrying me to plug her hole.

Me (whispering): ‘Raw?’
Claudia: ‘He’s the only guy I fucked, and I am on the pill. I trust you.’

Walking up to her standing doggie pose, I spread my legs to get on the same playing field, before sticking my rod into her. Our lips went back to mixing salivas as my hips worked hard, thrusting deeply in a rhythmic tempo.

Claudia (panting): ‘Ahh.. (catching her breath) I’m cumming! Arghh!’

I sank my cock deep into her and held my position, embracing the closure of her vaginal walls around my shaft. Her cervix blocked any blood escaping my rod and made me swell even more, my mind experiencing all of that in real time.

Claudia: ‘Keep going.. ‘

I dragged her two feet away from the parapet and she held onto the edge, while I increased my speed and depth, hitting her sensitive spots repeatedly. As my own climax approached, her muscles were growing stiff and I could no longer pull her body against mine.

Me (panting): ‘You alright?’
Claudia (panting): ‘Yeah. Let’s try something exciting this time.’

She stood upright and let my cock slip out of her, turned to me and did a little hop to kola bearhug me. I quickly changed my hands to hold onto the wall behind her as she adjusted her height, still sitting comfortably over my dick.

Claudia: ‘Don’t throw me over the edge k?’
Me: ‘This is actually quite dangerous.’
Claudia: ‘No support behind me huh?’

A little half-squat mounted her on my thighs and I bounced her up and down, shoving my cock way deep into her tight pussy. She was moaning wilder than before, probably affected by the ‘nothing’ behind. Gradually, my cock suffocated from the shrinking meat wrap and I was moving even faster.

Me (groaning): ‘Claudia.. ‘
Claudia (smiling): ‘Keep going baby.. ‘

My legs finally gave up and she took over the chore, rocking up and down until I went on my knees to put her against the wall. She remained in the air as I came with all my might, draining all of my energy I recovered from dinner.

The dismount was an awkward one, but nonetheless a relief for my legs. I flipped myself around to lean against the wall, panting out of my lazy body which had not gotten any exercises in a long time. As for Claudia, she insisted on making me stand and went down on me again.

This time, she reversed the back flow of blood by sucking even harder, and driving me crazy with the heightened sensitivity. Given there was no space to back off, my dick went from high, to numb, and back to normal in the three minutes she blew.

I could only hold her long hair away from her face as she brought me to another climax, emptying me into her mouth for the second round. She stood up and swallowed it with her mouth wide open, giving me another surprise for that night. After wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she pulled me in again, for a final peck.

Holding me by my hand, we went out the door and were in time to see her husband taking out the trash, in our perspiring state.

Husband: ‘So you told him?’
Claudia: ‘I showed him.’

He gave me a wink and Claudia dragged me into the card access lift.

Claudia: ‘You are the one person I cannot thank enough for what you did. And he is cool about you doing me too.. that’s why.’
Me: ‘I thought I was going to keep that secret for the rest of my life.’
Claudia: ‘Only from your future wife. But anytime you want to fuck, you can come find me.’

I had no idea how opened minded he was, or how she convinced him to let me have sex with her. We continued to meet after that night, and he was absolutely cool about us having sex, just never in their place. A reasonable request I must say.

Kor!?

Incest, ’nuff said.

Mum (moaning from room): ‘Oh yes.. go faster.. ‘
Voice (whispering): ‘Shhh.. not so loud.’

Christine woke up to the strange noises from her parents’ bedroom, aware that her dad was out on a business trip till a week later. If it was her mum masturbating, there wouldn’t be a second voice telling her to quieten down. Adjusting the loose collar of her sleeping t-shirt back onto her shoulders, she tiptoed out of her room and widened the gap into her parents’ room.

Catching her by surprise, her older brother’s unmistakable silhouette was moving energetically behind her mum’s bent-forward position, in full glory of the bed lamp broadcasting their shadows. The muffled moans her mum tried to hold in actually made Christine imagine how big her brother was down there, being able to please mum to a point her fingers clawed at the edge of the bed close enough for Christine to notice.

Brother (whispering loudly): ‘Mummy! I’m cumming!’

His hips slammed hard against her shapely ass and she plunged forward into the pillows, groaning in deep, trembling voice while he went for a few more deep thrusts. Right in front of the light, Christine watched in awe as his dick exited the sheath, completed overcast in darkness but looking sharp with a translucent strand of stickiness. Her mum then turned to him and sat with her legs crossed, squeezing his shaft from the base up, excreting a large blob of cum on the tip where her head blocked the light.

Mum (whispering): ‘I hope we didn’t wake your sister up.’
Brother (whispering): ‘What if she found out?’

Right there and then, her mixed emotions of anger and jealousy swung the door open, and her mum was quick to pull the sheets over her naked body.

Christine: ‘Mum! How could you?! This is incest!’
Mum: ‘Girl.. please listen to me. He is as big as daddy, and I misses him a lot.. that’s why.’
Christine: ‘It’s not about dad, it’s about me! I had so much respect for the love you had for me, but it is lust that you had for kor!’

Her brother draped a towel around his waist and walked up to her, hugging her from the back around her neck to comfort the shock she just had. His hard on was evidently pressed between her butt crack and he nudged her towards their mum’s outstretched hand.

Brother: ‘Mei, I didn’t know what mum wanted when she made me promise to make her happy. But when I saw how much more she loved dad whenever he came home, I realised what do people mean when they say ‘wrong is not the same as bad’. A part of dad is inside both of us right?’

Listening to his reasoning, she could understand it was just ‘material’ her mum needed during dad’s absence. Her brother did what was needed to keep her functional, and the sex she always overheard between mum and dad was nothing less than what she just witnessed.

Feeling his hands moving around her hips, she climbed into bed and gave mum the much needed assurance, letting her hold Christine like her baby girl. Brother got into bed behind his sister and she was sandwiched between the two warm bodies, feeling a pair of hands coming from behind around her boobs.

Christine (whispering): ‘Kor.. ‘
Mum: ‘Let kor make you feel what mummy felt. You will understand better.’

As her senses got clouded with sexuality, her hands unknowingly went to her mum’s breasts, kneading them like when she was a baby holding and drinking from it. Her shirt soon came off her body and she was placed flat on the bed, slightly turned towards her mum while her brother reached between her legs.

Brother: ‘You’re already wet huh?’
Christine: ‘How could I not? I saw what you did to mummy.’

His fingertips sent tiny shocks across her belly as they flicked her clit wildly, occasionally sliding along her wet slot teasing her with a shallow entry into her vagina.

Mum: ‘Come, lie on top of me.’

In the most motherly manner, Christine was held against her warm chest, lying on her boobs where the nipples were as hard as gummy bears. Feeling it brush across her face, Christine suckled on her mother’s tits and felt her brother’s tongue swiping her pussy, going up and down and touching her sensitive areas.

Mum: ‘Good girl. Ready for kor?’
Christine: ‘Kor will know better if I am ready right?’

His mouth left her groin and a pair of strong hands held her waist firmly. The thick, round cock warmed her entrance up as he pierced into her body, widening her love hole with the slow and careful entry. In under a minute, all of him was inside her and Christine had perched herself in front of her mum’s face, looking satisfied with a gapping mouth.

Mummy delicately held her cheeks and brought her lips onto hers, kissing passionately at the same time as her baby girl’s body started jerking. ‘Mmm.. mmm.. mmm.. ‘ escaped her blocked lips as his cock slid deep along her vaginal walls, stimulating her mind with the bumpy surface of his cock.

Intensifying thrusts caused Christine to lose focus on the kissing and she just hugged her mum tightly, moaning sensually into her ears as she expressed her pleasure through a massage on mummy’s boobs. Ten minutes into the sex, brother was overwhelmed by her increasing tightness following every orgasm. He had to pull out and stick it into their mum’s pussy for a short break, clearly built differently in terms of tightness and softness.

The older body was in fact narrower on the inside, but the muscles were significantly softer, applying a different kind of effect on his high-speed movements. Mum knowing that it was Christine whom needed convincing, only let him continued for a while before using her heels to tap his butt. In a flash, he was back into Christine, and moving faster than before after she raised her body on her fours.

Brother: ‘Mei.. I’m gonna pull out and cum inside mummy.’

He held her shoulders and hammered her hard for the next thirty seconds, throwing her into an orgasmic abyss where she was shifted beside them so he could cum into their mother. He wasted no time and rammed his cock into the comforted parent, rocking his hips at the same time rubbing his sister off with his hand.

After three minutes of vibration-style thrusts, he collapsed forward over his mum’s body and let her embrace him as the second wave flooded her pussy, topping up the first serving of creampie with a fresh set. His fingers never stopped moving on his sister’s clit and she came shortly after, wetting his palm completely with their first ever incestuous threesome.

Exhausted mentally and phyiscally, they could barely get into their positions on bed for sleep, and the lights were forgotten for the next nine hours. When day broke, everything returned to normal except for their new unspoken dress code, ranging from lingerie to nudity, but definitely much more lax compared to ‘before’.

After a week of nightly sex, threesome or just one-on-one, everything had to end when their father returned home. For the first night of his arrival, the sumptuous dinner filled them up with energy for what happened back home. While daddy and mummy got started with their sex marathon, Christine and her brother was in the same bed, sucking and licking and fucking each other unknown to their father who was groaning loudly like a bear and ‘raping’ their mum for the rest of the night – or day.

Steamed Buns

At 10pm, the last swimmer got out of the pool wearing a bikini top and a tiny pair of beach shorts, attracting only one pair of eyes in the vicinity. I turned off the lights at the pool and made my way to the bathroom, enjoying the cold rinse even though I did not enter the water. Being a lifeguard has its perks besides the huge responsibilities, granting me access to the condo facilities where I was stationed.

Once I was done, I stepped into the steam room with just a towel around my waist, ready to zone out for a few minutes and dehydrate some water out of my increasing fat content. In the room, I saw the same girl from before, in her black and white striped bikini top and her blue towel around her waist. She looked at me listlessly as we sat in silence, panting louder in the suffocating humidity.

Girl: ‘You’re the lifeguard right?’
Me: ‘Yeah. You stay here?’
Girl: ‘Yupp. It’s funny to see you entering a condo to work while everybody leaves here to work. I can’t imagine working in here compared to the big world out there.’
Me: ‘I don’t just sit and watch here. I am doing my own work too.’

Within the few minutes I closed my eyes, she had moved to my bench and made a little groaning noise as she sat on the hot wooden planks.

Girl: ‘What’s your name?’
Me: ‘J. And you?’
Girl: ‘Sophie.’

We moved closer in the fog and were laughing breathlessly, sharing recounts of perverts she encountered and the serious life-and-death moments I went through. Before we knew it, our hands were on each other’s arms, minds getting drowsy in the thin oxygen levels. Then, unsure of how it happened, we had moved up to each other’s necks and our eyes were locked together, transmitting fatal electrical surges that attracted our lips.

Our eyes shut gracefully as we kissed, roaming hands running across my belly and onto my lap, where the loose knot of my towel was undone easily. I did the same to her bikini top, baring her chest while I moved her towel away, to complete our matching birthday suits. Before I could react, she climbed over my lap and sensually guided my neck to her breasts, hinting me to suck her nipples while she fitted my rod inside.

As my mouth slurped hungrily, a different sensation was going down my cock, a wet, warm tunnel that felt hotter than the sauna we were in. She managed to rock her body in a standardised motion on the uneven wood platform, sending my mind into the heavens along with her angelic moans.

Sophie (moaning): ‘It’s so hot to be fucking in this place.’

I couldn’t agree more when my cock felt her orgasm squeeze me harder, and I had to lift her away so I work some muscles too. My slippers went on the bench and she placed her knees on them, sticking her ass out sexily at me to fuck. Waiting no further, I grabbed her ass cheeks hard and plunged my rod back into her, bouncing my groin on her firm butt with every stroke.

There was no limit to her vocals as she screamed and groaned, receiving all of my deep thrusts in entirety. Her juices were mixed with sweat, smeared around her pussy without my cock ever giving her a break.

Sophie (moaning): ‘Fuck.. I’m cumming again!’
Me: ‘I’m gonna cum soon too babe!’

She slowed me down after a minute more and we changed to missionary, lying on her towel with her legs spread wide for me. I shoved my cock into her sprawled position and she dug her nails into my back, breasts jerking up and down during the course of my assult.

Me (groaning): ‘Gonna shoot now!’
Sophie (whispering): ‘Me too.. me too.. ‘

My hips arched towards her pussy in powerful thrusts to squirt my cum into her and her legs wrapped around me tightly, vaginal walls squeezing me in a milking motion to drain me of life. I could not move for a few minutes after that as she was still trembling, and my dick remained as big from the blood clot at the base of my shaft.

Slowly, we disconnected from each other and we went into the guy’s changing room for another rinse. The beautiful mix of cum and juices went down the drain with a few ‘digs’ and she was calm and cool with the creampie I gave her. In there, we hard no more strength for anymore kinkiness, drying and changing into our public clothes in an exhaustive manner.

Sophie: ‘So I’ll see you tomorrow?’
Me: ‘Same time?’
Sophie: ‘Yupp! Goodnight!’

Sophie walked me to the main entrance and waved with the security guards in the control room, blowing kisses secretly in front of the CCTV behind her. The nights that came was filled with steamy workout sessions, often leaving her tired for school and myself sleeping into the late noon. It was all worth it right?

National Serviced

Nicole (WhatsApp): ‘Ivan, tomorrow is your first book out right?’
Ivan (WhatsApp): ‘Yeah. What’s up?’

In Nicole’s mind, all she could thought of was the sight of a dashing NS man, stroking himself to offload the days, or even weeks of pent up horniness.

Nicole (WhatsApp): ‘Nothing la. Want to go pick you up lo. Never been near a camp before.’

Ivan promptly agreed to let her pick him up after book out, knowing she’s a gorgeous girl at a sweet age of 19, and being classmates with her during his JC days. On the day of their meeting, she left house in a short, light blue sundress, walking briskly on her new heels. Confident was brimming as guys checked her out, and girls went green with jealousy. At the designated bus stop serving as the drop off point, there were other girls equally as sexy waiting for their guys, and a few cars with heads sticking out looking around impatiently.

Ivan (WhatsApp): ‘My bus is reaching le. What are you wearing?’
Nicole (WhatsApp): ‘Blue dress. You’ll see me.’

The bus turned into the bus stop and all the men in green unloaded quickly, not a single one ready to spend another minute in army. Ivan appeared towards the end of the queue and Nicole ran up to him, where his buddies just scanned her like a fat lamb that just walked into the lion’s den.

Nicole: ‘Hey! Wah. Looking so tan and fit huh?’

She was never more relieved to see him after deciding to do away with ‘surprise visit’, subconsciously knowing there was no way to know what time or which bus he was arriving in, let alone finding her green man among the ‘forestry’.

He briefly introduced her to his section mates, after which he set off with her leading the way into the quieter blocks of flat. All the while, he was feeling great about showing off his attractive friend to them, definitely making him more popular after the ‘pimping’ intro.

Ivan: ‘Eh. Where are we going uh? Not having dinner?’
Nicole: ‘I thought you said you ate before you book out? I have eaten already.’
Ivan: ‘Then where are we going?’
Nicole: ‘Don’t ask so much k? I wanna show you something.’

They went up a block of flat to the third highest floor, and made him sit on a step next to her. Without saying a word, she turned his face towards her silk-smooth skin, parting her lips so ever sexually to kiss him.

The surprised Ivan couldn’t comprehend her actions but did not pull away, instead breathing in the lavender fragrance coming from her. As she inhaled his warm breathes, her fingers went to his groin, unbuttoning them swiftly without much trouble.

Ivan (whispering): ‘What happened to you?’
Nicole: ‘I’m have a craving?’
Ivan: ‘For sex?’
Nicole (whispering): ‘For you.. ‘

Her hand located his rising pole and it easily popped out of his pants, getting thicker as she massaged it up and down. After he stripped her panties and bra from under her tempting dress, she moved her ass away from him as if she was done.

Ivan: ‘You.. ‘

The sudden descend of her back surprised him another time and her mouth went over his cock, saliva drooling all over his rod. Ivan head was thrown backwards, groaning noises escaping helplessly as her lips formed an air tight seal with strong suction within.

Just a bit further, and he would be blowing doing his live-firing, albeit with a water gun.

Ivan (groaning): ‘Nicole.. Nicole.. ‘

She stopped making slurping noises and returned to his orgasmic face, eyes barely open from exhaustion.

Nicole (whispering): ‘Why? Someone can’t take it anymore?’
Ivan (breathless): ‘Yeah. I’m going to cum in your mouth if you keep going.’
Nicole: ‘So you don’t want to cum huh?’
Ivan: ‘No. Not that. But.. ‘

She got on her feet and strolled to the centre gap of the handrail, aimlessly looking up to spot a familiar face of a section mate Ivan introduced earlier. Knowing that someone was watching her performance, there was an urge not to disappoint. Flipping the ends of her dress over her ass, she lowered her belly in standing-doggy position.

Nicole: ‘Are you going to ignore me?’

The tired boy raised his head to see her all ready, playfully waiting to be fucked. He got up in a split second and went to her ass, gently holding her small waist before sinking his shrinking cock into her. Keeping still after the initial entry, his cock extended beyond its earlier length and swelled inside her.

Taking in his full 7 inches of rock hard manhood, Nicole was that close to screaming her lungs out. Recalling the presence of his section mate, she flipped her head up to watch him jerking himself on the staircase diagonally across her side. She continued moaning non-stop against the rhythmic body jerks, until Ivan gave her ass a hard slap.

Ivan (moaning): ‘Fuck fuck.. I’m cumming!’

He grabbed her shoulders and slammed her down on his groin, hips buckling under the intense orgasm that filled her up with his overfilled cum storage. Finally giving way, he fell backwards and a small splattering noises echoed up the stairwell, wetting the ground between her legs with lumpy, thick cum that overflowed out of her pussy.

Nicole: ‘You came so much!’
Ivan: ‘Who’s the one sucking everything out of me huh?’

She merely gave a little squeeze and more cum created a puddle on the floor, urging them to get dressed and get out. She left her panties to him and stripped naked to put on her bra, giving the uninvited guest a view of her boobs before he took cover.

When their lift reached the first floor, that very same NS guy sat at the void deck, typing on his phone as if nothing has happened. Of course, Ivan went up to him and they spoke for a bit, long enough for her to writing her number on a paper and slipped it into one of his shirt pockets.

8263xxxx. Three of us together?

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.

High and Wet

Spending time alone is the rare occasion where I sort my thoughts out. At 2am, the silence of my neighbourhood was the most ideal time to zone out, even the residents coming home then would not make too much noise.

Sitting in front of my block on one of those metal benches, a Lancer I always knew as an ‘ah beng car’ revved up to the bus stop nearby and interior lights came on when the passenger door was opened. Spotting the guy leaning over to the girl’s lap, I watched in horror as he pushed her out onto the grass patch, slamming the door hard and then zooming off.

The girl, wearing a white off shoulder crop top and black bandage skirt stood up but was in a trance. Swaying left and right as she walked, she did not take more than a few steps before collapsing to the ground. I couldn’t stay put and ran up to her, throwing her arm over my neck as I stood up.

Her replies to my questions were all gibberish, having no other choice but to bring her to where I was sitting earlier. Once her ass was firmed placed on the bench, she grabbed my hand across her belly and shifted it to her breasts, braless and firm under the thin material. She helped herself to my hand, squeezing through my fingers on her gorgeous chest.

Just as I pried my hand away, she raised her feet onto the edge of the seat and stuck her hand under.

Girl (mumbling): ‘I’m so fucking horny.. help me.. ‘
Me: ‘No I can’t!’
Girl: ‘Shhh.. ‘

She took my wrist and guided me into her skirt, onto the juicy, wet cunt that was so warm to the touch. Using my fingertips, I massaged her clit while she relaxed, sobering up to my relief.

Me: ‘Are you feeling better now?’

I slowed down to let her respond but she quickly went back into the drunken state, holding my hand and resuming the masturbation.

Girl: ‘Don’t stop. The drug.. is making me horny, and I can only think when you keep touching me.’

Me: ‘You have to get home and wait it out. I can’t do this to you.’

Her expression and actions had turned docile during the short period of calmness, regaining composure to a nicer self. Just as I thought I could end this unexpected act of kindness, she went for my shorts to forcefully lower it enough to stick her hand inside. Hushing me continuously, she laid pitifully on my shoulder, stroking my cock while whispering that she needed it right now. Taking advantage of a normal functioning, straight guy, she rose from her seat and stood skirt-up between my legs, ignoring my state of confusion about how far we would be taking it to.

In full glory of the estates opposite my block, and not forgetting my own block that was right behind us, she bent her knees over my lap and slid her ass up my groin. She caught yy cock between her legs and aimed it upright, before taking her actual position over it. Slowly sitting on my erection, her pussy was so wet that I was in in a continuous stroke.

Hopping lightly on her bent knees, the gentle tightness got the better of me as soft moans escaped her lips, while I was desperately holding in my excitement. Orgasms hit her within seconds due to her sensitivity, and it only got more frequent as she rode, exhausting her body bit by bit.

After five of what seemed to be the most beautiful orgasms she had, her legs gave way and she eased down on my hips. Feeling her womanly gentleness appear, deep, long breaths separated her sweet smelling body from my sweaty shirt. Finally, she was done using me as an outlet. Right?

Girl: ‘I’m Jolene. You?’
Me: ‘J here. You’re alright now?’
Jolene: ‘Almost. Can you do something for me?’
Me: ‘Yeah? Tell me.’

She took a deep breath out of my sight and arched her back forward, bringing my butt to the edge of the seat just an inch away from falling off. She took my both hands and went one more step away from the bench, ensuring that my cock never left her pussy while we undocked the comfortable seats. By then, we were standing chest-to-back, and my-groin-to-her-ass, close.

Jolene: ‘Fuck me hard all the way. Till you know? Cum?’
Me: ‘No way. I’m not gonna cum inside you.’
Jolene: ‘Or should I ride you till you cum? Will that be better?’
Me: ‘*Sigh*.. must I? You sure you want it?’
Jolene: ‘Yes. I want it so badly.’

My hands lightly held her waist as she adjusted her skirt higher, and I was humping away in no time. Jerking in stealthy small movements towards her ass, I went under her shirt to feel the erected nipples on her voluptuous breasts. There was just no way I could miss those handful mammaries. Erotic moans filled the air as we boned in the grassland, oblivious to whoever might be looking at us. The soft, raw flesh of her vagina caressed my hard cock like taming a giant with affection, it was something I never experienced in my life.

Gradually, her pussy got too tight to continue the graceful thrusts and I paused to warn her about the incoming load.

Jolene (whispering): ‘Shoot it all inside me baby.’

I hugged her closer as my hips went into rapid-fire mode, squishing out all the juices her pussy could hold. Within a few seconds, I was at my maximum speed and she just held my hands (on her breasts) tighter, embracing herself for my next sentence.

Me: ‘Cumming now.. ‘

Powerful shots drew my cock deeper into her while my hips fidgeted erratically, forcing hard thrusts insider to my weakening knees. The minute vacuum sucked every bit I had and we were wobbling backwards to the bench.

Once my last twitch happened, I let my body fall onto the seat and she joined me after lowering her skirt. In the cool breezy night, our hands stay joined, without saying a single word. After what felt like a long time, her head landed on my shoulder, and a momentarily tight grip got my attention.

Jolene (whispering): ‘Thank you.’

Without looking at her bag, she fished her phone out and held it in front of me. I punched my number in and she listened to make sure I got her number, and kept her mobile quietly. We spent a while enjoying the peacefulness before she had to leave, and I had no reasons to stay too.

Since my block was right behind us, I had ample opportunity to watch her catwalk away from me, deeper into the concrete jungle away from me. After a quick shower, I jumped into bed just in time to see a picture message appearing on my Whatsapp, a selfie of her OOTD we had our little fun in.

Me (Whatsapp): ‘Goodnight Jolene. Don’t hang out with that guy anymore k?’
Jolene (Whatsapp): ‘Never again. I have you now.’

Captain’s Mast

James (shouting) : ‘Thank you for riding with fucking transit bus services!’

He killed the engines after he parked the last bus entering the bus park and threw his bag pack over his shoulders, storming to the back of the lower deck.
Seeing that there wasn’t any belongings he could ‘pick’, he went up and expected nothing more, until a girl’s head poking out of the last row of seats disappointed him.

James: ‘Miss? Miss? Reach already.’

The lifeless body jiggled a few times to his pushes but the shallow warm breaths from her nose extended her time of death. Unsure of what to do, James sat down on a seat and texted his supervisor, only to receive ‘call ambulance‘ SMS on his old Nokia phone.

James: ‘Fuck la. I want to go home.’

He looked at her with tired eyes, thanking her for the delay she was about to create. The fair skinned girl had gentle sharp eye features, lips lusciously red and the baby doll dress she wore barely covered her flawless porcelain skin, scanning all the way to her tiny feet in slippers.

James went down to the bus control panel and turned off the lights, returning to her after closing the bus doors. With the air-con running, he moved her body out of the narrow corner into the wider middle seat. Despite his rough handling, she was still unconscious. Not even raising her dress caused a single stir and in no time, her panties was pulled off her feet.

James quickly undid his pants and tilted her head up, stuffing her cheeks full with his cock thay foreskin was dryly pulled backwards. The moment his warm dick was cosily buried in her lips, a few thrusts was all it took to coat him in a slippery, wet momentum, while rubbing her pussy out.

Soon, slimy juices began running all over his weathered fingers, making him even harder knowing she was completely out cold, yet awake in heart.

Dragging her arms across the seat to the other end of the row, he took his kneeling position at her ankles. He tilted her hips upright as he pushed her knees inwards, slowly forming the doggie style he wanted to try.

After two minutes, he was ready as hell when her shaved pussy peeked out from under her dress, and a quick shove engulfed his cock in an overwhelmingly soothing comfort.

James (groaning): ‘Fuck man..’

His big hands held both sides of her waists as he pounded her, forcing his cock into her small opening that tightly sealed around his shaft. Soft moans did scared him a little but nothing more than that happened. She was still pouring out juices, and never felt any warmer than that.

As her body jerked non-stop, James dick was swollen and red as hell, from the tightening pussy he was raping. Knowing that his limits were approaching, his body just spurred on into the final burst of energy. Loud slapping noises came as his hips bumped her fiercely, at a temp similar to the clangs of the Energizer bunny.

James: ‘Argh.. Yes!’

Short but powerful strokes were driven into her pussy as lost his vision for a moment, cock spewing cum continously until he had lost strength in his thighs to hold him up any longer.

Girl (weakly) : ‘Uhhh.. ‘

James quickly wore his pants and her panties back, sitting her up on the purple seats just in time as she regained consciousness.

Girl (rubbing eyes): ‘Where are we?’
James: ‘Bus interchange. You ok?’
Girl: ‘Yeah. I think I fell asleep. Sorry sir.’

She hopped up and went downstairs, with James walking behind her to unlock the doors. Eyes on her shaking ass, his mind was replaying the scenes earlier over and over again.

Girl: ‘Oh ya. Did you see anyone near me just now?’
James: ‘No. No one even woke you up. That’s why you are still here?’
Girl: ‘Haha. Okay then. I’m think just feeling a bit high. Goodnight sir. Sorry for keeping you.’

James did a final walk through his vehicle and the grin on his face never left throughout his walk home. There were no wallets or phones to pick, but a girl? That’s a one in a lifetime pick.

10 Years A Shot

Me: ‘Are you Carrie?’
Girl (exclaiming): ‘J?! It has been so long!’

We alighted the same bus at the stop between our houses, going back all the way to secondary school when it was common to bump into each other. It had been almost ten years since we last saw each other and her bubbly facial features weren’t something to be forgotten.

Carrie: ‘You’re going home now? Same direction ah?’
Me: ‘Yeah. Never moved anywhere. But I didn’t even bump into you for this long.’
Carrie: ‘Yeah lo. So weird. Wanna chat for a bit? Still early.’

We walked side by side to her block I remembered she lived in, admiring her ‘ah lian’ style of clothes. Consisting of a bra top spaghetti top and very short shorts, she had bloomed into a man magnet with her immature figure that suited her small frame very well. A gothic tattoo half covered under her top sort of pointed me to what decisions she made, handbag dangling from her slender arm.

Carrie: ‘So you married yet? So many of our classmates are married already. I think Liting even had a kid.’
Me: ‘Haha. How to marry? We both stopped at poly. Work and work just to live each day.’

At the void deck table, she took out a cigarette and offered one to me, one that I could not refuse after stopping for so long. Her feet automatically folded as we exhaled smoke, luring my eyes to her wide opened groin area. She was a hostess at a bar then and did not enjoy her work, often groped and felt up by drunken men in the dark.

The sudden change in her attitude appeared when I told her what I was working as, and her tone became really gentle.

Carrie: ‘Okay. I think it’s getting late. Send me up?’
Me: ‘Sure. Let me finish the stick.’

We sucked on our third herbs roll and went up her block, exiting together to walk her a little further. Dipping her hand easily into her bag, her keys clanged and she jingled it a little, eyebrow raising while she stared one second longer at me.

Carrie: ‘Want to come in?’
Me: ‘If your parents don’t mind.’

She opened her doors to the brightly lit living room, mother sitting on the couch watching the news.

Carrie: ‘Mummy, wo hui lai le. Wo de peng you jing lai yi xia.’
Mummy: ‘Hi.’
Me: ‘Hi auntie.’
Carrie: ‘Come.’

She pulled me by my elbow into her room, a few piles of clothes lying on the floor while two display racks lined against one side of the wall. I took my seat on her bed while she fumbled a pile for a white nightie, heading towards the door with it.

*Flick*

The lights went off and everything took a turn for the darker side. Shroud in mystery, I felt her hands resting on my shoulders and given them a much needed massage, before moving to the bed and behind me. Palms slid across my chest as I breathed deeply, mind leading me on as she reached the ends of my shirt.

I raised my hands as my top came off, only to feel her soft boobs touching my back when she leaned closer. Still behind me, she undid my belt and the loud zipper noises came on.

Carrie (whispering): ‘Wait for me.’

Shuffling sounds came and her shorts hit the pile in the distance, guiding me to lean backwards on her chest. Besides the non-stop movements of her hard nipples on my back, her hands were stretched all the way to my groin.

The hard on was easily subdued by her gentle up-down movements, tugging some skin along as she massaged it. Not senseless, I shifted myself away and laid on her bed, turning to her as she playfully flipped herself facing the wall.

I ran my hand across her waist and onto her breast, delicately kneading it with occasional pinches on her peaks. Moans started playing on her vocals as I roamed her body, only going for her pussy when she wrapped one leg around my thigh.

Smoothness was all that my fingertip detected when I went south, until a narrow canyon appeared. A tiny river running between her soft, fleshy valley met the shaft of my finger and she let off a louder unrestrained groan – just like how a scratch relieved an unbearable itch.

I started off by rubbing her clit and gliding along her slit, till she came once and could not stand my teasing anymore. Turning around to me, we looked at each other’s face and silence was all that bonded us.

Carrie (whispering): ‘Fuck me on top.. ‘

In a swift move, I got on my knees and let her part her legs under me, awaiting her to get ready for what she just asked for. A light grasp on my cock led me to her pussy, where she spread her labia apart with her fingers for me to sink into.

Inches at a time, I drove my screw into her bolt, that fitted so well with a little pressure around the shaft. We both took one deep breath of excitement as we felt the closest connection humans could have, and spent another few seconds trying to feel each other’s importance.

Me: ‘Ready?’
Carrie (shyly): ‘Yeah?’

She bit her lips once my hips began thrusting, thighs tapping lightly together in contrast to the deep strokes. It was all to minimise the suspicion of her mum (which everyone knows she knew). Stifled moans came into my neck as I pounded her faster and faster, enjoying the tightening grip of her vagina.

Just as I felt the difficulty to stick it into her, fingernails dug into my back as a shiver built up her orgasm. Her hands grabbed my ass and pulled me right in, choking my dick in the deadly vacuum space at her nether region.

Before she even let me go, I began ramming my cock into her contractions, splitting her mind apart in desperation. It was tiring to keep going at that small hole but she was shivering just one minute in, hinting at another incoming orgasm.

Carrie (whispering): ‘Another one?!’

This time, her teeth sank into my shoulder blade as I felt waves milking my cock, albeit to nothingness coming out of me.

Carrie: ‘Let’s stand and do it.’

She bundled her hair as we got off her slumber zone, and bent her back for me over her messy bedsheets. I took no chance in returning my cock to where it belonged, and she almost collapsed forward from the abrupt entry.

Carrie: ‘Gentler la.’
Me: ‘Orh.’

I pushed her back down and hammered her ass hard, jolting her chest up but not raising her waist. Her beautiful ass looked like the brightest moon(s), jerking in front of my merciless thrusts. Without any signs of orgasms, she squeezed her pussy together for me and I naturally engaged hyper-speed mode.

Reaching forward for her boobs, I grabbed them hard as my hips buckled, still plodding deeply into her pussy. We almost groaned too loud when I came into her, nudging her into her mattress as my cum filled her up. Her ass perked up shortly to let her massage her clit, and I was shrinking out of her body in time.

Carrie: ‘You really shoot a lot eh. So hot inside me.’

We fell into the bed together and it took us some effort to adjust our position onto her pillow. Wet tissues came to clean ourselves up and she was just so excited about the load I shot in her. Putting on a long denim jacket around her naked body, she handed me my clothes as I wore them back.

When we exited her room, her mum’s wide smile at us embarrassed Carrie badly till she dare not look at her. Walking out into the corridor hand in hand, the idea of her being nude under that decent piece of jacket did turn me on a little.

Carrie: ‘You still using the same number right?’
Me: ‘Yupp.’

My answer was probably not heard as she was scrolling her contact list, shoving the screen in my face to confirm my number. Once in the lift, she let me feel her boobs from the top few undone buttons, until we hit the ground floor.

Carrie: ‘Call me k? I’m free tomorrow.’

The next day, we went out for a simple dinner before she brought me back to her place again. Apparently, she had gone nude under that skater dress and was turned on for the whole of our date. The quick progress from dressed to full fledge sex was all thanks to her tiny exhibitionist fetish, which is never a bad thing to have.