A Big Deal

Me: ‘Xiu Qi?’

The jacket-clad Chinese girl waving my Chinese name in front of me dropped her laminated A4 sheet and smiled widely at me, while standing in the middle of loud, eager Asians rushing to their families who were at the airport to pick them up.

Xiu Qi: ‘J! Welcome to Beijing, China. They sent me to pick you up. My English is considered the best in the company.’
Me: ‘Best? You?’
Xiu Qi: ‘Don’t be mean, J.’

She took my hand carry which contained all my important documents and led the way out into the smog filled outdoors, a sight to behold for a first timer in the land of opportunities. Hate to wonder if their land would outlast the ‘opportunities’ we were so hopeful for.

In the midst of dust and dry air, girls in short skirts and tiny tops were a common sight, and she wasn’t too far off too. Wearing a mini denim skirt and a black, satin spaghetti top, complimenting her curvy yet attractive figure perfectly.

Xiu Qi: ‘The taxi is here.’

I sobered up from the overwhelming sight of the foreign land and hopped into the passenger seat, right beside her who was busy fanning herself with my name ‘card’.

Me: ‘Where are we going first?’
Xiu Qi: ‘To your hotel. Then we will walk to the office building. It’s not far.’

Stepping into the hotel was the best thing that happened so far, checking in and heading into my room, the air still smelled a little burnt no matter how clear the air looked. I briefly unpacked my luggage and wiped my face down, gathering a brownish patch that settled on my naturally oily skin.

Me: ‘Okay. I’m done. Let’s go.’
Xiu Qi: ‘So fast? We will be too early. It’s at 2pm. Go get a shower first.’

Feeling a little impatient, I sat down hard on the bed and took my blazer off, loosening my tie as if I was done with all these nonsense. When I stepped out of my shoes, she got up and reached for my collar, removing my tie and unbuttoning my shirt. The urgency to get this thing done with was slowly disappearing as cold air flowed into my chest.

Still feeling a little weary, I let her undo my shirt and got up to do the rest of the work, only to have her unbuckle my belt and dropped my pants to my ankles.

Me: ‘You can take a nap first. I will be taking a long shower.’

I went into the spacious bathroom and stepped into the bathtub (of course after taking off my underwear), leaving the door unlocked in case she needed the toilet. Barely ten minutes after I laid in the tub waiting for the water to fill it up, she entered in her laced black bra and panties, taking my breath away with another view of China.

Catwalking towards me, the rest of her clothes formed her trail and we were only soaking our hips, with her back towards me between my legs. She grabbed the complimentary bottle of body wash and poured everything into the tub, right where the water was hitting the surface.

Bubbles quickly covered our privates with rising tide and we were finally in warm water after fifteen minutes, chatting in fluent English about where I came from. Once the taps were shut off, she turned to me and dunk a netted scrub underwater, cleaning from my feet up.

With a seductress in the same bathtub, how did you think I’d react? By the time she reached my groin, I was hard as rock and she did not hesitate to stroke me while cleaning my shoulders and chest. The amount of care she took not to scrub too hard, almost tempted me to marry her then.

Me: ‘It’s my turn to clean you.’

The scrub floated immediately and she laid back for me, letting me do the same for her. From her feet, I was feeling her smooth skin despite them bathing in deadly PSI levels, up to her groin where a trimmed landing strip marked where I should touch down.

Those firm boobs almost melt in my palms when I squeezed them, pinching and rolling her nipples just to test her ‘water’. Soft moans met the splashing waves as we put up a little fight, trying to keep our hands on each other to make each other give in.

After a long while of sensual teasing in there, I pulled the drainage plug and we washed dried ourselves, making our way nude to the bed. Jumping under the sheets in coldness, she was quick to pull my blanket away and over her shoulders, while I laid in the open. Parking herself between my legs, I had a perfect line of sight to her beautiful face partialy hidden by her long flowing hair, and a pair of fair melons in the background. Holding my freshly washed cock, her sexy red lips kissed and devoured my cockhead, going down as far as she could take.

My abs suddenly tightened and started shaking, all thanks to her long, slippery strokes she was executing along my shaft. Her tightly pressed lips, repetitive teethless laps and playful swirling tongue, was milking me of my vitality before I even came. My mind soon went blank to her deepening distance, almost kicking her away when she sucked really hard on my pee hole.

Xiu Qi: ‘You like it?’
Me (weakly): ‘Oh yes. You’re really good at it.’

She crawled into my arms like a little girl and we pecked a few times, before I got on my knees over her body. Nibbling on her nipples, the seemingly ambitious girl (from her classy but well-thought attire) squealed sexily as they became more sensitive. She pushed my head lower her body as I got fiercer, reaching her opened legs that had a glimmering pink centre. The mesmerising scent of lavender body wash, brought my mouth to her clit that I to pry open for its full glory.

The instant I came in contact with her sweltering love jewel, she clamped her thighs on me before I had to convince her to relax. Moving in circles, my tongue poked at that vulnerable spot and wriggled to her delight. Juices started flowing like a broken tap and I couldn’t help but quench my thirst with it, sucking everywhere that might get me more.

Xiu Qi (moaning): ‘J.. enough.. enough.. ‘

Almost a full five minutes into it, I stopped feasting to see her holding a towel we used, going over to have my mouth wiped clean of her sauce. Once I was spick and span, she magically took a condom from behind the pillow, waving it like a good idea in front of me.

Xiu Qi: ‘我帮你穿。’
Translation: Let me put it on for you.

She skilfully rolled the rubber over my erection and pushed me down her belly, to hold my cock right at her entrance. Wrapping her legs around my waist, I was slammed into her pussy in one move that made her smile with her eyes closed, looking kind of hysteria.

I wasted no time and held her hips together, sitting upright and sliding my ass along the smooth bedsheets. In and out my cock slurped, extracting her bodily fluid with increasing passion. My hands couldn’t tear away from her boobs once my knees took over squeezing her hips together, enhancing her moans into screams.

Me (whispering): ‘You’re too loud!’
Xiu Qi (moaning): ‘You are too good!’

As I went on hammering the breathing girl, she got incredibly tight and I could feel my rod heating up from the suffocation of blood.

Me (in agony): ‘You’re getting too tight. I can’t move anymore.’
Xiu Qi (screaming): ‘Oh fuck! I’m cumming!’

She perched her body up on her elbows and rocked her ass in my direction, effectively dipping me deeper than ever. In ten strokes, she threw herself into my arms and the violent convulsion was contained in my hug, painful sounding groans getting right into my ears.

Pushing me down onto the bed, she mounted on me and spread her knees wide, boobs supported in her kneading hands. Grinding me fast and furious, the one making the most noise was still her, getting all the climaxes while I was building up my momentum in this undesirable position.

Like how time is the best medicine, she gradually stirred up the sensitive areas on my shaft and I was feeling the urge approaching.

Me: ‘Mei Qi.. I’m going to shoot soon.’

Behind all those loud moans, she heard me and slowed down, pushing me to the edge before finally stopping. After she dismounted, the condom was unrolled and she laid on her back, waiting for me to finish it.

Xiu Qi: ‘Come on top of me.’

I placed my knees beside her chest and she took hold of my cock, jerking me while I worked on those assets of hers. The mixture of spermicide with her saliva soon worked wonders on my incoming load, and I was shivering in her mercy just after two minutes.

Xiu Qi: ‘把全部射出来。’
Translation: Just let it all out.

I heard her and let her continued all the way till my first squirt landed across her face in a long streak. The pumping of my dick only got faster as more cum sprinkled across her neck, firing range reducing to her cleavage before the last few bits jetted onto her boobs.

The taps on my thigh signalled me to get off her and I did so promptly, watching her smear my cum across her C cups breasts. And those cum on her face? She swept them with her fingers into her mouth, swallowing as she cleaned her fingers up.

Once we were done and completely satisfied, she brought me into the standing shower and got me refreshed, fetching my clothes to me like a king whom just fucked the horny princess who was betrothed to him.

By then, it was ten minutes to two and we just strolled leisurely to the building, where a panel of high-level staff awaited me in a meeting room.

Boring bits aside, the contract was signed and then did I realise it was a five year deal, which gave that sportswear company their last chance from hitting the sewers. Because of the Chinese New Year season, I got trapped in a never-ending exchange of apologies and gratitude when they shook my hand. Somehow, they imagined that I would be offended by the lack of activities as a highly regarded guest, but I couldn’t think of anything else besides sleep.

For the next three days of meeting, Xiu Qi was assigned to take care of my every need, only to be excused when I was engaged in serious discussion of some details my boss has left out for me to play around with. Still, they managed to get me drunk each time I exited their office, leaving me to Xiu Qi who would dearly care for me once we got back to the hotel.

Three days of non-stop pleasure, half of it done in drunken mode, I guess it wasn’t too bad. And for the return trip home, she was tasked to follow me back, staying in a BnB apartment close to my place until work officially starts here. What more could I ask for?

Perhaps the routine visit to that office again?

Heiress

Joanna: ‘J? Come in.’

I stepped into the mansion near one of the nature reserves in our little red dot, totally out of the way from any main roads or streets. The twenty year old girl showed me the way into the kitchen, where I placed my first carton box of stores for her household. Making a few trips back and forth, she was on her phone throughout to finalise the chores needed to be done, sighing a few times while repeating the tedious tasks.

Me: ‘Okay. It’s all here. You know, I can do it alone if you want. I’m paid to work.’
Joanna: ‘Don’t be silly. See?’

To look up at the ceiling and spot a CCTV was the last thing I imagined anyone would do to their house. How could anyone easily eliminate the pleasure of humping in exotic spots? Unless..

Joanna: ‘My parents are watching. So I gotta work.’

Of course. They probably had solo control over the footage of the cameras. We got around stocking up the toiletries, fresh ingredients into the fridge and replacing all the clothes from the laundry onto the hangers. My job for that day was to stand in for a butler who needed the day off due to sickness, knowing that I couldn’t screw things up too badly without the masters around.

Joanna (shouting): ‘You can take a rest anytime k?’

The fit bodied girl slumped onto the couch with a packet of juice, brows frowning as if she was unwillingly confined to stay home. With a fully stocked kitchen, I couldn’t resist cooking a simple meal of bacon and eggs, piling extra leaves of veggies on her plate.

Me: ‘Here. Eat up.’
Joanna: ‘Bacon?!’
Me: ‘You can’t take them?’
Joanna: ‘No? I love them! My parents forbid me from eating them though.’

She stuffed a long strip of crispy smoked bacon through her lips and shoved the greens after, chewing hungrily unlike her poised state I imagined her to be. Even my share of bacon was gone before I got to them and we were done in no time, leaving the dishes to me while she flipped through a magazine.

Joanna: ‘So you can cook, and do the chores. What else?’
Me: ‘Does reading people count?’
Joanna: ‘Haha! Rex (the sickly butler) totally need some of that. What can you tell about me?’
Me: ‘Hmm.. You try to act cool and outgoing. But you are afraid on the inside.’
Joanna: ‘*sigh* Afraid of?’
Me: ‘Whatever your parents allowed you to do but you have no idea how you will feel after that. You are someone that.. wants someone to guide and lead.’

She collapsed the packet of juice on the counter and walked away from me, footsteps leading up to the stairs and closed her door on me. Most of the work was done for the day and all traces of bacon was removed from their fridge, safely hidden away in a styrofoam box that I was to throw out with old vegetables.

There was no way I could leave her alone after saying what changed her mood, so I went up to her room, only to hear gentle music playing behind the door.

*knock knock*

Joanna: ‘Come in!’

The always-tempting girl had changed out of her old t-shirt and put on a more form-fitting one, pairing pink shorts on her firm ass. Laying lazily on her bed, her iPad caught most of her attention despite my entry.

Me: ‘You alright?’
Joanna: ‘Yeah. You’re right. Sometimes, I’d rather have no freedom and stay with my parents. People out there always disappoints.’
Me: ‘Your ex-boyfriends?’
Joanna: ‘Especially them.’

Right then, she slid her tablet on the bedside desk and patted on her bed, inviting me to sit next to her.

Joanna: ‘So, tell me about you.’
Me: ‘I’m single? And trying to find a job I can settle down for long.’
Joanna: ‘Okay. And.. would you mind if your future girlfriend earns more than you?’
Me: ‘Nope. I’ll do my part to take care of the house then. And the kids if she wants any.’
Joanna: ‘How many kids do you want?’
Me: ‘Three?’
Joanna: ‘Would two do?’

She snuggled right up to me and pressed her head over my arm, sinking into the soft pillows she piled next to me. Picking my other arm, she dropped it on her waist and lifted my elbow higher, pulling her shirt up as my palm slid across her skin.

Joanna: ‘Don’t tell my mum k? I’ve always fantasised about fucking a butler.’
Me: ‘But I have never imagined doing it with someone your status.’

She hushed me on my lips and ran her hand up my shirt, pulling it over my head while I did the same for her. Those bare, perky breasts were results of frequent workouts and they held up well on their own, attracting my fingers to the light brownish tips that protruded so every slightly.

Soon, she was wriggling her fingers into my shorts and boxers, meeting my eager dick that was reaching out to her. Our clothes needed no invite to GTFO and our hands were all over each other quickly, feeling every curves that made our minds even more beautiful.

Me (whispering): ‘Lie down first.’
Joanna (whispering): ‘Like this?’

Her crossed feet did little to hide her shyness once I pried them apart, lying on my belly between those long legs of hers. Just as my mouth reached her gorgeously waxed groin, she covered her genitals to get my attention.

Joanna: ‘Why would you go down on me first?’
Me: ‘It’s a butler’s job to please?’
Joanna: ‘No. Seriously.’
Me: ‘I just thought I should please the lady first. I am kinda honoured you didn’t mind my background.’

She moved her hand to a side and let her other hand joined, spreading her labia to the sticky strands of horniness. Immediately, I poked my tongue at her clit and licked up all the juices, replacing it with my saliva. As wet as she could get, her moans echoed like the soft music playing and I took my time sucking on that pearl. Her legs opened almost to a split with increasing tongue flicks, all the while responding to my each move.

Joanna (whispering): ‘J.. that’s enough. I can’t cum like this.’

I gracefully lift myself up and crawled over her body, where she moved away so I could lie down. This time, she resumed the position I was in earlier and stroked my shaft delicately, eyes observing every grooves and bumps on it. The moment she landed a kiss on it, I took a deep breath and then felt her sink down my cock.

It felt never-ending to my exhaling breath, until she slipped those pinkish lips out to the tip again. My breaths unconsciously got synchronised with her tempo, experiencing meditation-level breathing with each deadly stroke of hers. None of us rushed anyone, and we just took our time to enjoy the sensual moans that our bodies made instinctively.

Me (whispering): ‘Joan.. ‘
Joanna (panting): ‘Hnhhh.. I like sucking you.’
Me: ‘Let’s leave that for next time.’

I got out of bed and let her back to her spot, where she opened the drawer under her iPad to a black pouch. A condom came out of it and she unwrapped it for me, watching me fumble in excitement to get it on. Once ready, her legs spread for me to enter and our eyes met in deep passionate gaze, savouring every inch that I pierced into her pussy.

How could words describe the warmth, and the comfort she gave. The slow, crawling fingers that climbed up my cheeks, held me like a confused toddler. The calmness in her mind was something that amazed the both of us for a full thirty seconds of stillness.

I tucked my arms under her knees to raise them out of the way, before jutting my hips at her pussy. Rhythmically, I set the pace for the start of the race and she simply moaned every few strokes in. Her feet was pushing me deeper as I picked up speed, plunging deeper with less romance and more lust.

Her legs closed very slowly to my guidance till her knees touched, and my cock was engulfed in a compact zone of softness. Now sitting on my bum, I jerked in tiny motion at her ass to stimulate her G-spot, driving her wild all of a sudden with vigour. Grabbing the sheets that we just changed, the ends came loose as she bit on her fists, groaning in an agonising expression to my forceful short bursts of thrusts.

Joanna (moaning): ‘Oh noooo.. ‘

She let a constipated look signal me to do whatever needed to be done for an incoming orgasm. Naturally, I pressed on her thighs harder to raise her ass off the bed, leaning forward to hold them in place while I pound the life out of her athletic frame.

Joanna: ‘Stop stop stop!’

The tight grip on my forearm hurt a little but did not stop me at all. Changing to the shallower jerks, her legs gave way and opened up for me, sending me over her body and then restrained in her bear hug. My cock was milked for its life as her body trembled, heels pushing me as deep as I could reach into her pussy.

For the next minute or so, we remained in that position till her legs fell away, arms following suit before her head relaxed in near unconscious state.

Me: ‘Joanna?’

Her eyelids barely opened to my call and I was out of her in a long while. Very weakly, she turned her body over and raised her butt, knees closing together to aid her change of position.

Joanna (panting): ‘Fuck me till you cum.’
Me: ‘You got it.’

I placed my knees near her feet and poked my cock at her hole. Carefully guiding her backwards, her pussy sank over my cock and stopped in its tracks. Holding that bubbly hips of hers, I went to work and slammed my hips on her ass, shoving my cock fast and furious into her.

Muffled moans went into her pillow as I hammered her, feeling my cock ached as her orgasms tightened her love hole. In this new position, I could sense there wasn’t much waiting to do.

Me (whispering): ‘I’m gonna cum soon.’
Joanna: ‘I’m waiting for you.’

With my last burst of energy, I picked her waist up and vibrated my hips at her, thrusting at my yet fastest speed into that closing hole. In less than a minute, my mind was sucked dry of energy when my cum sprayed into the semen balloon, waking her up in surprise with so much heat in the condom.

Joanna: ‘You didn’t take off that condom right?’
Me: ‘No why?’
Joanna: ‘Cause it’s super warm and full inside.’

She fell back onto the bed after that, leaving me to recover my strength and extracting my softened cock out of her worn out pussy. We returned to her bed once I was done and she helped me removed the condom, sagging at the tip from the huge load I deposited.

Tying it up and leaving it on her belly, I turned to her for a cuddle and she held up her tits for me to suck on.

Joanna: ‘I’ll ask my parents if you can be my personal butler. They have another house, but they also know I cannot manage it on my own.’

Me: ‘Don’t you want to stay with them?’
Joanna: ‘They already gave me a big hint when they gave me the title deed. I’m sure you can make me feel comfortable in a special way.’

At five o’clock, Rex came back looking well to make dinner for the family. By then, Joanna and I were on our way into town, for a penthouse apartment of a condo that was already furnished to her liking.

So, I’ve got a job as a butler, for a heiress who worked from home to make a justifiable living. Turns out, the patio would be our favourite place to get our daily rounds of exercise.

Cousin Bonding

Jing (whispering): ‘Just don’t tell my parents k?’

She got up from the bed and began removing her cardigan, exposing her fair complexion that our families possessed. The dark, brown hair flung around as her grey tank top came off as well, followed by her skirt she dropped to her feet. Never did I imagined to have my cousin appearing at one of my ‘massage’ session, let alone coming this far with her. While my mind was battling the righteousness of it all, ..

Jing: ‘Up!’

On my feet I went and she did the same for my shirt and jeans, folding them into a neat pile before laying them on the dressing table. Her bra unhooked from the front and two, very perky boobs bounced free from the cups. Her panties disappeared with a wriggle of her ass, and my underwear was yanked to the ground as she bent over.

Me: ‘Shower?’
Jing: ‘Yupp.’

Getting into the shower was the weirdest experience ever, flashing back to the times during my primary school days when we took a shower together. The toddler back then has became a swan, albeit going on a different path from other girls her age.

Jing: ‘Stand still k?’

Her foam covered palms ran down my neck to my chest, going around my ribs to lather my back as well. There was no shyness when her nipples brushed across mine, even sliding her body against me as she squatted down to my legs.

Jing: ‘Open your legs.’

Like a random search at the airport, her fingers ran up my inner thighs before she reached my balls. Those tiny fingers started fondling them, drenching my cock in a slippery soap to help her wrapping fingers move up and down.

Me: ‘Wait wait. Stand up first.’
Jing: ‘Why?’
Me: ‘I need to wash you too.’

I collected some soap from my erection and aimed for her pussy straight, sliding down her navel to her slit, where my middle finger quickly located her sensitive clit. The faster I ‘scrubbed’ her, the faster she would jerk me. The shy little cousin became more relaxed that instant, moaning while hugging closer to me.

Jing (whispering): ‘Let’s wash up and go outside can?’

I handed her the showerhead and the foam was flushed into the drains. We patted each other dry with either ends of the towel and went naked into the bedroom, where it was dimmed when we headed into the toilet.

Me: ‘Lie down first.’

I stood outside the toilet as she sat between the pillows, watching me watch her with much curiosity. Right after she stopped moving, I fell face first into the mattress, stopped right at her knees. I slowly pried her legs open and she obeyed, allowing me to leopard crawl to her groin. With that much teasing, my mouth dived into her crotch and flicked her clit continuously, making her squirm right in front of me.

Jing (moaning): ‘Biao ge (first cousin)! Not so fast!’

Her fingers ran into my scalp trying to hold me still but my tongue was the organ doing all the work. I used my lips to pinch her clit, and went on to suck her clit really hard. The loud gasp followed by a stream of juices into my mouth couldn’t be wrong. Jing was cumming hard without restraint, shoving my face into her pussy as her legs shivered violently.

The moment I felt her increasing the strength of pressing my head down, I knew it was all over. Well, at least for the pussy-licking part.

Jing: ‘Stop stop.. I can’t take it anymore.’

She stood up and walked over my resting body, rolled me over and spread my legs wide to sit between. She laid down on her boobs after I perched my back up with the pillows, and started to lick the sides of my shaft. The love-bite pain brought my erection to new heights, pecking lips covering every area beneath my little head.

The moment of relief came when her mouth went over the tip, and I watched her eager mouth slide over my cock. Her elbows bent to raise her head, performing a slow and sensual blowjob that spun my head in circles. How could that innocent, pink lips be so deadly? And more importantly..

Me: ‘Jing, how long have you been doing this?’

Her head abruptly popped up and a different person possessed her. With a grin, she turned around and backed up on my genital. While I could not exactly see her facial expression, the lowering ass over my cock distracted me from a possibly guilty thought. She held my cock and directed it downwards, going right for her smooth pussy that has no prickly studs at all.

As soon as my dick was in, her spread eagle ass jutted at me, driving my cock into her own pussy. She tucked her legs in front of her and remained in a squatting position, all the while hopping up and down on my rod. Besides my unmanly groaning, she was moaning words of encouragement.

There was no way I would let her do all the work. In a push, she fell onto her arms and I swapped to a kneeling position, behind her ass.

Me: ‘Give me your hands’

One by one, I grabbed hold of her wrists and hammered into her pussy. All the smoothness and bumps in her vagina became apparent to me, gently closing in on my shaft like filling up a sausage.

Jing: ‘Can you feel it? You’re the first and only person I’m going to have raw sex with.’

My hips went even faster upon hearing that, savouring all the intimacy no blood-related cousins should ever have. After five minutes of rapid thrusts, she broke free from my grip and quietened down.

Jing (panting): ‘Let me watch you fuck me to the end.’

We repositioned ourselves into missionary, with her legs slung over my shoulders. Once she got hold of my dick, I pumped slowly into her, moving inches at a time. Within five strokes, I was fully embedded in her mesmerising pussy and she opened her arms for me.

Jing (whispering): ‘I love you kor.’

My abs tightened as I increased my speed, slamming into her opened groin that was welcoming me in. Our lips touched for the first time, locking in a passionate, tongue-sucking momentum. My body was long in an auto-pilot mode, hammering my dear cousin’s breath away.

Her body began shaking as I went all out, contractions delivering pulsating waves of orgasm.

Jing (shouting): ‘Cum with me kor!’

She left my sweat-covered face to moan her lungs out, accommodating each and every thrusts I drove into her cunt. *Piak piak piak* sounds echoed in surround sound as I neared my climax, face dropping into her boobs she squeezed together for me.

Me (groaning): ‘I’m cumming!’

In short pulses of jerks, the first shot was fired when I pulled away, forcing my dick to repeatedly penetrate her to succumb my dick to the rest of my load. I shoved and I pushed, every drop of semen that was never meant to be hers, deep into her womb that milked me involuntarily throughout her orgasm.

When we were done, we had no more energy to separate ourselves. Her pussy was still shaking uncontrollably, shivers travelling through her limbs while my dick spat the last few drops out.

Jing: ‘Biao ge?’

She sayang me by running her hand down my back, assuring me that I did a great job. I fell away after a minute’s rest, and she turned over to me to give my dick a massage.

Me: ‘What if you get pregnant?’
Jing: ‘I’m on the pill. Don’t worry k?’

Still catching my breaths, she sank below my gaze and placed her mouth over my dick once again, sucking me till I was hard. This time, she did not let me do any work and focused all her attention on the tool in her mouth. The non-stop head bobbing, seductive moans from her fingers in her pussy, randomly slurping tongue, no man could resist her at all.

It took her another ten minutes before my abs hardened, shrinking balls signalling to her with determination.

Me (weakly): ‘I’m shooting.. ‘

She swiped her hair over her head and held them in place, while her other hand stayed at the base of my shaft. Her lips continued sucking till I exploded, puffing up her cheeks with the second load of the day.

Before I finished, she left my lava-dribbling volcano and dropped to my side, opening her mouth just a little to let me peek at the amount I gave her. She laid flat before swallowing everything, surprising me with the biggest twist in my life.

The wide smile she gave next somehow lightened the mood, but I knew it was something that I could never forget. We cuddled after drying our bodies till the phone rang, marking the end of our two hour tryst.

Jing: ‘Don’t tell my parents k?’
Me: ‘Okay. Na. Here.’

She took the four blue notes and returned three of them between my fingers, ignoring my questioning look to keep her earnings.

Jing: ‘You’ll pay for the hotel next time. And I’m not doing this for money.’

We left the hotel and went our separate ways at the door, fully aware of the implications we could get into if we were seen together. For the rest of the day, our phones kept buzzing to the stronger relationship we had, enhanced over a round of unforgettable, sensual sex.

Me (Whatsapp): ‘Shall we meet tomorrow?’
Jing (Whatsapp): ‘4pm. Same place.’

And that was our goodnight message to each other.

Wet Pebbles

Once I sank my butt into the sofa with the TV on, Pebbles came to the coffee table in her shirt and shorts, the standard home wear for a stay-in girlfriend.

‘Hands up!’, I commanded in a slightly jovial tone while bringing the two of the three bottles of lubricant on the table. As she raised her arms, I pulled her shirt off to expose the perky little tits with rare pink nipples, followed by her shorts that was hiding her trimmed patch of lawn above her tiny slit.

She automatically sat on the table with her legs spread, while I slid my way lazily down to the rattan stool in front of my feet. Squeezing a blob of banana and apple flavoured lube into my fingertip, I smeared them around her pussy paying extra attention to her clit. ‘Ahh.. it’s sensitive there’, she was wet before I laid a finger on her and the shower foam she used was floating fresh in her groin. The moment I got her all wet and seasoned, it was time to feast.

I arched my back down into her legs and let my tongue searched for her clit, easily found from the erection of a willing lady. Beginning with the letter ‘A’, my mouth got to work besides her moan, licking and pinching her clit with my lips as I moved to the next alphabet. Gradually, her body started shaking with my progress, till I reached ‘K’, that her legs suddenly shut over my ears and a deep groan emitted with more trembling.

‘I just came. Slow down k?’, she whispered in a sexy, hoarse tone after the long groan, but I kept repeating ‘L’ to lengthen her orgasm. The bold girl dug her fingers into my head as I continued feasting on her abalone, going non-stop till I reached ‘W’. The multi-stroke letter drove her into a state of screams from the built up of horniness, unleashing yet another wave of thirst-quenching juices into my mouth.

There was no way I would let that go to waste, promptly catching them with my tongue scooping. Her body shook violently all the way to ‘Z’ before she fell flat onto the table. Loud panting sounds, involuntary shivers, uncontrollable moans plagued her recovery for the next minute plus.

Seeing her satisfied face, this was the girl who loved receiving oral sex, and also being equally good in returning that particular favour too. It was my turn to sit on the sofa next, while she took the stool under her ass. The big bottle of Durex strawberry lube was for her, applying it both to her own pussy as well as my dick once I got into position.

‘Ready?’, the rhetorical question went unanswered as my cock disappeared between her lips, throwing me off my upright position to a sloth-like paralysis on the sofa. Her squeezed lips pushed their way down tight, going all the way to my base before she took a gasp of air to chill my red, hot missile down. The abrupt introduction of cold air mixed into my warm stick and created a shield, which highlighted wherever her slippery tongue touched next. She let her relaxed tongue glide under my shaft and began to bob her head back and forth, negating the slight discomfort when she bent my cock down. In no time, my legs were shaking as she swirled around my cock head at every upward stroke, till I let off a groan and then she would go back down my shaft with a grin.

Slowly, her lips began squeezing from my base up, forcing all the blood to accumulate in the thick veins surrounding my manhood. After five minutes of the torturous blowjob, both of us had an unspoken surprise upon seeing my dangerously red cock.

How else was I supposed to use a God sent baby-making organ? ‘Get on your fours on the table’, a stern phrase got her up on her feet and she climbed over the table quick. I got out of the sofa and held her high-rise ass in my hands, ready to plunge my dick deep into her pussy.

‘Ah fuck! You are tearing me apart!’, that sentence was drowned in a series of hard slaps made by my groin, slamming mercilessly into the girl who got me so worked up. While most visitors find our coffee table a little too high for daily use, we bought the coffee table based on the height where my dick was (from the ground) and her legs while bent on the table. So don’t mistaken our purchase as ‘just a funiture’, it had certainly more use than that.

Pebbles had no way to straighten her arms as the forceful pounding ensued, jerking her boobs around while I savoured the enclosing vagina. The scent of strawberry, banana and apple filled our living room up with the heat from our autonomous sex, throwing her bit by bit towards the sea of wetness. ‘Oh gooood.. ‘, she exclaimed as she reached for the edge of the table in front of her. I rammed my cock faster as her body froze, receiving the full wrath of my vigour that was thrusting into her stiffened cunt.

Less than a minute later, her legs began sliding from the sweat on her knees, but my quick reaction to close them with my calves kicked in. Now, her knees were touching while my sausage got stuffed between her fruit buns. In this pose, there was no shortage of her screams as orgasms translate into a flowing stream down her legs.

‘You’re hitting my sensitive spot! I’m going crazy!’, her last words meant a lot to me since I was getting closer to my own climax. I was, going crazy too. At her maximum tightness, it was still manageable for me to unleash my secret stash of energy, fucking it all out into her slim figure.

I gave her a slap on her bubbly butt to signal my ejaculation, which she had gotten used to as a sign in case we were too engrossed. Like clockwork, I pulled out of her before the point-of-no-return and fell back onto the couch. Instead of a cum-in-mouth I expected, she hopped over my lap and sat over my rod. Using my neck as support and feet placed near my butt, her groin slammed down hard on me, using the existing tightness to drive me frantic.

‘Shit! I’m gonna shoot!’, my last breath of air was used for the fearful phrase before my cum exited orderly into her pussy, embedded deep into the muscles milking my rod for everything. The little hops she made sucked every bit out of the exhausted me, giggling between gasps of moans as she felt it fill her up.

We did not disconnect after the deed was done, simply hugging in that same position while we recovered our energy. My dick shrunk its way out of her and at last, it was time for a quick shower before bed. As a pleaser, I couldn’t miss out licking her in the showers and on the bed, giving her a well-deserved energy discharge before the recharge (sleep).

Too Little

By Nikkinom

Truth be told, I didn’t know what ‘horny’ was when my clit was first touched. The mild numbness throughout my whole body, ridden by overpowering excitement, drifting in a somewhat relaxed state, I was so sure that this, this thing happening to me, couldn’t be bad.

He slowly split those delicate, complex folds of skin between my legs and the coldness told me of how sensitive that spot was. From the second he laid one of his fingers on it, I was shaking. Everytime he vibrated his fingertip, I would tremble hard, then gradually slow down, only for him to repeat the process again.

There were no hints that he would be going after any thing more. It was just the two of us, in bed, enjoying this physically-pleasing activity. Soon, things got slippery below for some reason I didn’t understand. Instead, he used it to his advantage and moved even faster.

In no time, my mind was blank and all over the place at the same time. Each time he pushed my thighs apart, the warmth of his hands calmed me down. Those warm, big hands then went over my stomach, and over my small boobs that never grew much since then. He would cup them in his hand, close his fingers together to squeeze them for a bit, before two fingers, his index and thumb, went around my nipple.

That very pinch forced a moan that came easily out of me, as if I have been waiting since he first laid hands. Minutes passed rapidly in the euphoric mood, packed with continuous moaning and jitters shooting through my tiny frame.

I could tell in a comforting way, that he was as pleased as I was, to see his little girl in nothing else but smiles.

The whole ordeal went for a short while longer than thirty minutes, where I was asked to sit upright, to watch him lie on the back on the other side of the bed.

He gently brought both my hands to his loose boxers, for me to feel that cute little bulge risen midair. The innocent me simply undid the button over his fly, and wrestled for the surprise he had hidden underneath in plain sight. How would a girl like me not squeal in shyness when I saw it?

I didn’t know what overcame me when I impatiently held it in my hand, bringing my face so close to it I could smell a tinge of saltiness, but nothing pungent. It was so smooth, so glossy, so attractive. I just had to touch it.

The whole time I have my fingers wrapped around it, the slight growth in length and girth fascinated me even further. There was even a droplet forming at the very tip.

The curious me wasted no time to dab my pinky in it, to taste it like how I tried his cooking. It was sweet! He later took out a red, plastic bottle with the word ‘strawberry’ on it, and pumped some sweet-smelling liquid into my hand.

Seeing how some of it was dripping through my fingers, I quickly rubbed it over his cock and there he was, shivering and twitching like I did earlier. I thought, ‘he must be feeling good like me!’ Using both my hands, I held his cock and jerked it up and down, constantly breathing in the strawberry scent of the lubricant.

I couldn’t resist tasting some of it from my fingers! It was so good that I had to have more from the source, well, not from the bottle but his dick. The ‘marinate’ has somehow got under his skin and I was smart to notice how his moans differed from when I was using my hands.

His dick, in the end, was too long for me to put in my mouth. I could only manage the first few inches of it, comparable to the length of my pinky. Which wasn’t too bad right? Compared to my thumb?

He was nice enough to stop me just as I grew tired, and explained that my hands were more than enough. I didn’t know what I was doing then, nor what was going to happen. I followed his instructions and tightened my grip, pumping faster and slower to his call.

His cock kept growing in thickness until my fingers almost couldn’t stay around it anymore. Plus, he was getting a little too loud.

After a few more minutes, he let out a deep groan right as hot, white, translucent liquid sprayed from the tip, landing all over my hands and his stomach. Since this was of another colour, I had to taste it again.

It was strawberry, with some bitterness. I wiped as much as I could off him with my hands, and he brought my sticky hands to my face, wanting me to slurp it up.

For a long time, I have been a fan of undercooked eggs, and the texture was exactly like that, save for the taste. We went to the toilet together after that and he washed my hands for me.

Back in bed, he asked me to lie down while he had his ‘supper’, which was actually him eating me out. I fell asleep some time in between and woke up to wet panties – my favourite pair of panties he knew I can go without changing for weeks.

HUMPH!

A Tiny Package

Taking the stairs up to my house on the fourth storey, I saw my neighbour from below my unit, in her school uniform petting with a guy whose hand was under her white blouse. As I understood and ignored their uncontrollable PDA, the pair panicked and hurriedly straightened their clothes though I had walked past them. Loud whispers were heard as the girl asked the boy to leave, and chased up the flight of stairs to my floor.

Daphne: ‘Kor kor.. can you don’t tell my mum about this?’
Me: ‘Don’t worry. I’m not going to. Relax k?’
Daphne: ‘You sure?’
Me: ‘Yeah. I was young before. Go home and study k?’

She stopped in her tracks as I turned to my door, possibly headed back to her own house after the scare. Just after I dropped my office handcarry on the sofa, a knock followed by her voice came through the huge fireproof door.

Me (shouting): ‘Yes?’

Her bag was back on her shoulders, and a worried look still plagued her face.

Daphne: ‘Can I come in for a while?’

I said nothing and opened the door wider, where she entered and sat on the sofa right next to my bag. Not expecting any guests, my house was in a slight mess but I was more interested in getting a shower and catching some rest. It was after all a long day for me.

Me: ‘Eh. I am really not going to tell anyone about it. It’s no big deal to me. I need to shower and do my own stuff now. Please?’

The petite girl could easily pass off as a sec one student even though she was sixteen. Nowhere on her body could you see any puberty doing right except for her hair, which was gorgeously black.

Daphne: ‘I know. But can I ask for something that will make me feel better?’
Me: ‘What is it?’

She got up and caught my hand before going into my bedroom. Every Chinese New Year, she would secretly crash my gate to gamble when my friends were over, winning (or losing) some money to make her holiday more exciting.

With two hands on my arms, she placed me down on the bed and unclasped her skirt, dropping it to the floor before her white blouse unbuttoned one by one. To be honest, I was not interested in any intimacy with her at all. She was too young and naive, let alone aware of what she was getting into (with me).

Me: ‘You know? I think we are taking it too seriously. I swear I won’t tell your mum. Just put your clothes back on and go home k?’

Just as I picked her skirt up, her shirt crumbled onto the floor.

Daphne: ‘Do you want me to take my bra off?’
Me: ‘Sigh.. yes.’

The firmest buns greeted me in full glory without any bra pads for support. They were perfectly round and perky on their own, luring me to feel them for myself. As I resisted the urge, she grabbed me by my hand and helped me up. Easily, she unbuckled my belt and my trousers dropped to my ankles. The erection under my thin boxers had already told her my inner desires without saying a word.

Daphne: ‘Someone is hard eh?’

Her hand cupped my bulge and stroked it up and down, slipping into my boxers fingertips first, and feeling the entire length of it on her palm. My hands automatically went to her breasts and fondled them with tenderness, brushing my fingers across her nipples as she caressed my cock with care.

Daphne (whimpering): ‘You do know how to make girls feel good huh?’

Our asses sank into my bed as she continued to harden me, and I was sliding my hand down her belly to her spreading legs. For a lady, she was shaved to perfection and the flesh on her groin was soft like marshmellows – gently impressionable.

Once my middle finger touched her clit, her body tensed up and we fell onto the bed together. Lying side by side, our hands made the biggest movements without so much a flinch in our faces.

Me: ‘Nice?’
Daphne: ‘Yeah. Better than him. He only knows how to ask me to pleasure him. Now I prefer you.’

As the man on the bed, I got up and arranged her so she could lie proper on my pillow. Opening her legs up to the sides, the sporty girl could do a split with her knees bent, serving up a juicy abalone in the most vulnerable pose. I laid chest down on the bed and started feasting on her pussy, licking it with a tongue to taste her sweetness. Once I got to flick her clit faster, Daphne’s body thrashed around the bed groaning for mercy. For a first timer, I expected nothing less from this breathtaking sight of a cutie squirming desperately from pleasure.

I continued to tease her till my mouth got tired, and her moans were barely audible when I stopped, drained and exhausted from the overpowering dose of excitement her body never expected to receive.

Me: ‘You okay Daphne?’
Daphne (breathless): ‘Yeah.. dying.. but it felt good.’

I laid beside her to rest and after a while, it was her turn to play. I did not really pay any attention to her when she sat up, knowing that whatever she did, it should NOT be sex. Well, I was wrong. When I opened my eyes, she was squatting down on me and had her legs opened a distance from my hips. No wonder I couldn’t feel what she was up to on the bed. Thank you memory foam.

Just as I jolted up from my bed, she let go of her strength and slammed my dick into her pussy, tearing her senses apart from a frantic struggle to hug me. Again, I was immobilised by her weight and the sharp pain in my groin disappeared at a rate I was sure I would be dead by then.

While she had her chest on me during the pause, I thrust my hips gently to take the pain away, working like magic for the both of us. In no time, she was moaning as I made desperate little groans, totally indulged in her wet cunt that was swallowing me over and over again.

She sat upright and rocked her hips really fast, till an orgasm threw her back onto my chest. The contractions in her pussy squeezed me gently as she fought for sanity, screaming her lungs out in my chest. Right after she recovered, the next instruction came with as much hype as when she sat on top of me.

Daphne (moaning): ‘Doggie me kor. Drive me crazy with your stick!’

Seeing how horny she was, I got on my knees behind her and positioned her ass in front of my dick. In a single shove, my rod pierced into her ‘heart’ and I pounded her as she screamed for her life. Between the deep thrusts, there were moments of stillness whenever she came, drifting her in and out of unconsciousness using my dick as a stimulant.

By the time she fainted for the third orgasm, her voice had turned soft and weak. I was going slower as she came, unable to bear with the pressure building up in her pussy with each climax.

Me: ‘Daphne, I’m gonna cum.’

A sudden tight grip of her hands on my sheets stopped me abruptly, pulling my cock out carefully as her body gave off a small shiver. I turned her on her back and sat in front of her, lost at what just happened between us.

Daphne (whispering): ‘Can I try sucking you off?’
Me: ‘You done it before?’
Daphne: ‘Yeah.. a few times with him.’

I perched myself on the tabletop behind the headboard of my bed and she kneeled demurely between my legs. Seeing my dick disappear into her mouth was the best sight of the day, slowly feeling the warmth of her saliva coat around my beaten-up dick that was just inside her. The continuous swirl of her tongue heightened the sensitive tissues in my cock head, growing bigger in the comfort of her lips that was brushing along my shaft.

Slowly, she picked up her pace and bits of saliva dripped from my balls as she tried to force herself deeper. My senses disappeared one by one till only my little head was working, basked in the soothing, calmness of her blowjob that I could easily fall prey to.

We remained in that position for at least five minutes, slurping saliva and gagging noises lightly kept our ears opened for the grand finale.

Me (whispering): ‘Daphne.. I’m cumming now.’

She ended the blowjob and spat some saliva into her palms. One hand remained at the base in an ‘OK’ sign while the other jerked me mercilessly. The not-so-innocent girl managed to push all the buttons at the right spot and a girly moan escaped my mouth just as the first load erupted into the air.

Like a trained professional, she did not shy away and kept pumping my cock, oozing cum all over her hands as my body trembled stronger and stronger.

Me (begging): ‘Okok! I’m done! Stop stop!’

A grin on her face was her way of saying ‘no’ and the handjob continued passed my physical limits. I was so close to jumping away from her until the second ejaculation came and calmed me down, spraying a second load that was as big as the first.

Her fingers were totally covered in my cum when she switched to a massage, smiling silly while admiring my overworked expression.

Daphne: ‘Nice right? This will totally empty your balls so fresh sperms can grow.’

I slid down to my bed and watched her use her training bra to wipe her hands, and folded her P.E. shorts, underwear, bra, setting it down in the same order (from bottom to top) on a corner of my bed. Her school uniform went back on her body as normal and her pile of undergarments were left in my room.

Daphne: ‘Poor boy. Why are you so tired? Hehe. Help me wash my clothes k? I’ll drop by again tomorrow. Same time yeah?’

Her bag swung over her shoulders and she wrote her number down on my timetable-whiteboard before leaving. How would you handle a 16 year old that has suddenly dominated you? One thing for sure though, I will surely welcome her back into my house.

Missed Connection

A brunette haired girl gave me a longer-than-usual stare before plopping the two thick books in her hands down onto the table. Swiping her sundress over her bum, she took her seat and quickly crossed her long legs before any peeping tom looked up her dress.

Her smooth complexion was hard to ignore when she combed her fringe behind her ears, and out came a notebook and a pencil case to her working desk. I was at the table opposite hers, empty with three available seats but who would join tables when there were others? I continued with my notes taking for an upcoming test and much of the sunny afternoon passed without any interruptions.

After an hour or so, she unfolded her legs and beige showed itself under her dress. She got up and brought her books with her, walking over to my table with an awkward expression.

Girl (whispering): ‘Umm.. I’m so sorry to interrupt. Could you keep an eye on these for me? I need to make a call.’

I nodded discerningly and she went away. Just ten minutes later, she was back and a wide smile made the hot sunlight through the windows slightly more bearable. Her lips whispered a ‘thanks’ to me and she joined me at the study table. How could I remain focused with a beauty before me right?

Girl (whispering): ‘Looks like you’re going to be here for a long time huh?’
Me (whispering): ‘I’m actually almost done.’
Girl: ‘Kaylen’.
Me: ‘J.’

We resumed our own work and stayed quiet until I closed my book, and her vision fixated on me when I replaced the books back on the shelves. By the time I returned, she had her stuff cleared from the table and her books on her lap, as if ready to leave too.

Kaylen: ‘Are you in a rush? Wanna get dinner?’

I had no plans for the evening but I wasn’t sure what she was up to either. Why would she ask me out of so many better looking guys here? Perhaps she was avoiding someone? I agreed and we decided to dine at a coffeeshop nearby. Before we left the library, she needed to visit the toilet and I accompanied her to the entrance.

Barely five seconds after she entered the ladies, her head appeared around the door and held onto my sleeves.

Kaylen (whispering): ‘Come.’

Losing my balance to her tug, I fell in her direction and into the ladies I went, straight into the wider handicap toilet. Before I could make sense of the situation, she had me up against the concrete, tiled wall and her lips came onto my neck. I pushed her an arm’s length away and she reached for my belt immediately, surprised to see it come loose with just a click.

What had gotten into her?

As I let her lower my jeans, I dropped my bag onto the dry floor and hugged her close before more damage was done.

Me (whispering): ‘What are you doing?’
Kaylen (whispering): ‘You? I can’t resist you.’

She held my face between her palms and gazed into my eyes, looking down to my lips and cupped her hand over my underwear.

Kaylen (whispering): ‘Your eyes, your lips, you look so sexy when you are focused.’

Her cold fingernails wriggled into my briefs and she slapped my hands onto her butt. The firm yet fleshy ass, without any underwear on. It wasn’t a beige panties I spotted. It was her pussy!

When I was caught in the drift of her lust, she had taken a seat on the toilet cover, face to face with my cock. Her hand continued to stroke it to its full potential, twitching with excitement and fear at the same time. A few seconds of pause gave her time to accumulate saliva in her lower jaws and she went down on me next.

Sucking with vigour, I was totally lubricated and in a trance from her up-down moving lips, soft tongue gliding underneath my shaft. I slipped my free hands into her spaghetti dress and felt her naked breasts, warm and perky with nipples hard as rock for the tip. Toying with those erected pokey summits, Kaylen went even deeper and flooded my mind with a wave of extra hot throat.

I was done with her mouth after a while and I turned her body so she could lie on the water tank behind her. I dropped onto my knees and opened her legs wide, letting her find something to hold them apart for me. Sweetness was the first flavour I tasted as I brushed my tongue across her slit, tip then going on her clit to vibrate slightly.

She peeled her vaginal flaps open for me and I began cycling through the alphabets, drawing them with my tongue on her pussy. Those hands that dug into my hair was so lively and energetic. She guided my mouth wherever she felt best and her body was trembling with pleasure. It wasn’t long before she was breathless and stopped my licking, staring straight down at me with an anticipating look.

Kaylen (whispering): ‘You are fucking good at this.’

She got off the seat and let me take her place, and got busy on her phone for a moment. When she placed it on the toilet paper holder, did I realised what she just did. Could I be worried when she’s the person with most to lose? She turned herself towards the door and stuck her ass out on me. One hand wrapped around my rod and her feet shuffled to get to the right distance.

Raw and wet, her touching knees forced all the air out of me when she sat over my lap. Once the gasps and moans subsided, I pulled the straps of her dress off and held her gorgeous melons in my hands. As I began to knead them, she started bouncing her ass, slurping me in and out at erratic tempo.

It didn’t take me long to stand up on my feet and had her hold onto the hangers behind the door. With our feet stable on the floor, I pounded her in long strokes that landed gently on her ass, silencing the overwhelming horniness that could heat up the whole toilet. Between our session, people came and went, oblivious to what was happening in the last cubicle.

Kaylen’s juices were leaking all over her legs and I was thrusting in a steady rhythm. She turned over to me after some time and let one of her legs over my arms holding onto her waist. Giving me more space to penetrate deeper, I sank my cock all the way in and hammered the life out of the both of us.

We remained in this position for about five minutes, filled with hot breaths all over each other’s bodies and sweat sticking our clothes together.

Kaylen (whispering): ‘I can’t take this anymore.. My legs are going weak.’
Me (whispering): ‘You came?’
Kaylen (whispering): ‘Duh! A few times already!’
Me (whispering): ‘Then, it’s my turn.’
Kaylen: ‘Sit.’

I pulled my cock out of her and slumped onto the toilet bowl. She pulled her feet out of her flip flops and kneeled on them, before taking my cock into her mouth again. This time, she made me slouch lower so I could get my body straight. Her forehead slammed onto my tummy as she took it down her throat, gagging at the same time as I panted.

As quietly as she could, I was getting mouth-fucked by her. There was no sign of mercy when she fondled my sensitive balls, lips tightly sealed around my shaft. Just as the climax built up, I brushed my hand across her cheek and she knew what I was hinting.

Her mouth stayed at the small head and tongue came to swirl around it, while her hand pumped the rest of the exposed shaft. My eyes had shut themselves in the pure enjoyment of this royal treatment and she was bobbing her head a little to help.

About two minutes later, my body began shaking and my cock thickened momentarily. A strong gush of cum shocked her but she kept her lips closed, still moving along the deadly bump under my penis ‘hood’. The whole ejaculation felt like a long time especially when she did not let go of me, jerking for more cum until my dick was completely shrunkened.

When we were done, she looked around for somewhere to dispose of the cum but she didn’t notice the other use for the toilet I was seating on. So, in a gulp, she swallowed with her neck straightened and straddled over my lap for a rest.

For a good few minutes, we made out with our hands roaming on each other’s genitals, but she was the more accessible one for me to give another orgasm to. At last, she got off me and we dressed up as fast as we could. The escape plan was simple, she left the toilet first and whispered out loud for me to exit when the coast was clear.

Legs tired but mood satisified, we went for our dinner that was filled with chatty conversations about our lives. After that, was a walk through the NPark opposite the library until I was brought to her block unknowingly.

Kaylen: ‘Still available for the night? No one’s home.’

That said, it was an unexpected but rewarding study trip at the library, all the way to her house.