Stressful Parts

Me: ‘Hey. What are you doing?’
Angeline: ‘Anything that is necessary for me to get the job.’

She unzipped her red blouse in a move and peeled it off her chest to reveal her gorgeous assets, with just nipples stickers on them. Her skirt came off as quickly and a tiny g-string hid her modesty, though not having any effect on me.

Me: ‘You know the five girls before you have me the same proposal?’

The embarrassment caused her face to turn red and she stood motionless in front of the pile of clothes, shocked about how far girls would go to clinch this rare job opening in a company shrouded by maximum discretion. She picked her clothes up from the ground and while I was about to give up on her, she came over to my side and laid her skirt neatly at the edge of the table.

Angeline: ‘They might have given you a good time I cannot outdo. But.. ‘

She stood before me and undid my belt, a move that none of the other interviewees did to relieve the pressure on my belly. My cock popped out from my exposed groin and she took her seat on top of her skirt, spreading her legs wide to let her hand go between.

Angeline (whispering): ‘I know how to enjoy myself at work.’

Fingers began going in circles on her clit and the glimmer showed me how wet she got in a short time. Her feet rose to my lap and she used her sole to rub my flaccid rod, making it hard to the moans she was singing.

Angeline: ‘I’ll be your pet.’
Me: ‘So said them.’
Angeline: ‘That will make you do all the work, while I do yours.’

A hop off the table and she was squatting between my legs next, licking my shaft without holding back. Her long, flowing brown hair, small but toned shoulders, and bunny-like, gentle mouth won my heart a little, all the while enjoying the foreplay she was executing on my lap.

Angeline (whispering): ‘I think it’s ready.’

There was no come-fuck-me (CFM) look, nor any signs of hurry. She just got up and turned towards the table, playfully wriggling her butt a few times. Seeing no reaction from me, she kept her knees touching and placed her hands on my knees for support, sitting down slowly over my dick that was all ready to do ‘all the work’.

Once I was in another realm of pleasure, she sat comfortably against my chest and wrapped my arms around her waist. Lifting me up carefully, she had managed to get me standing (both ways) in position for doggie. Without removing my hands from her belly, I started thrusting at a slow speed, shifting my hands to her breasts that desperately needed to be massaged.

Purr-like moans filled the room as she got wetter, at no time holding in the orgasms that built up quickly.

Angeline: ‘I’m gonna cum now.’

She held my hands again and pushed them against the cold tabletop, while her body shivered in a tiny tremor.

Angeline: ‘I think I’m tighter now.’

She kicked my office chair away from under my legs and squatted down with me, laying me on my butt on the carpet the whole office was covered in. She got up very gracefully and sat on top of me in cowgirl, bending her back over my chest so my mouth could taste those perky nipples.

Angeline (whispering): ‘Suck them gently to make me rock, or nibble on them to make me crazy.’

That said, her ass started rocking back and forth, devouring my cock and spitting it out over and over again. Since her boobs were just right in front of me, I suckled on them like a newborn and she moved faster. Once my teeth began grinding her sensitive spots, her hips rose and dropped, slamming my cock deep into her vagina.

In the heat of the moment, she lifted herself away from my mouth and sat upright, hands holding the sides of my waist as she rode me faster than before.

Angeline: ‘I’m gonna cum again!’

That single phrase threw me into a frenzy, as my mind felt the tightness increase on my shaft. A vacuum was sucking me back in and she managed to get all my spots right, in time for me to give her a warning.

Me (groaning): ‘I’ll be cumming after you.’
Angeline (panting): ‘How about together?’

A forward swing of her body forced my cock out of her, and she crawled to the table where her skirt was dangling from. Putting it around her waist, she turned 69 over my head and resumed her work on my dick, savouring every inch of it with her active tongue.

I did not lose the sensation even when she switched position, replaying the exact same tightness and speed despite using her mouth. The pearly strings of dew on her pussy was caught by my tongue and her body shivered even harder when I licked her clit.

Me (whispering loudly): ‘It’s coming!’
Angeline (moaning): ‘Me too.. Argh!’

Just as my cock erupted into her mouth, juices dripped into my mouth at an increased pace. Combined with her shaky ass, there was no way I could keep my outer lips dry since her pussy brushed across my lips a few times.

When she got up from the dominating pose, she had cleared her throat and her top was zipped up with my help. Once she was dressed, a light, pink panties came out of her bag and she cleaned my mouth, along with my dick that was shrinking in tiredness. The scent of detergent on it, was as hygienic as it could get.

Me: ‘You didn’t wear them today?’
Angeline: ‘It helps to boost confidence, a little?’

She started her work that very evening with the first task, to get dinner for the both of us. During the whole three hours of web-conference with the company’s overseas counterpart, she had stayed under my desk, keeping me away with her mouth and hands that was as energetic as ever.

Well, there were only six offices on our floor, and all of us had our own ‘energizer bunnies’ in the respective rooms. Toy boys and play girls, it was all worth it for the six of us to handle the job of twenty, and reduce diversification of the ‘salaries’ budget into just a few pockets.

There’s Soap

At 6am, I woke up before my alarm went off and walked into the common bathroom in my boxers, the standard outfit I wore for sleep. Enjoying the comforting darkness in my sleepy eyes, I turned off the tap as I soaped myself up.

Right then, the lights came on and the bathroom door swung opened, my younger sister taking a step into the toilet before she realised I was there. Standing naked with my morning wood still up, I was certain it twitched when my sister’s top naked body appeared.

Sister: ‘Kor! Why didn’t you on the lights?!’
Me: ‘Shhh! So loud for what?’

She covered her chest with her towel and stepped back out, closing the door on the awkward situation. Then just five seconds later, she opened the door again and dashed to the toilet bowl, pulling her underwear down and relieving herself with a soft moan.

Sister: ‘I cannot hold it in liao.’

I quickly spun my back to face her then and I picked up my speed to rinse the soap off, while the peeing noise silenced. Sure, we had taken turns to use the toilet before, but it was the first time we were ‘doing it’ together.

Sister: ‘Kor.. lend me the spray.’

I paused showering and gave her the showerhead, still turned away and waiting for her to tell me she was done with it. When I got impatient and checked what she was up to, her body already soaked and she was about to soap herself (with our soap and shampoo hung next to the toilet bowl).

Me: ‘Can’t you wait till I’m done?’
Sister: ‘You’re done what.’
Me: ‘Not yet la. My butt? And in front.. ‘

She aimed the showerhead at me and I forced myself to turn around, letting her self-guide the erotic jets of water over my hardened cock. Besides the main lead, I also had to tuck each side of my balls to scrub the slippery coat of whatever off, in front of my wide-eyed sister.

Sister: ‘Is it always hard in the morning?’
Me: ‘Mostly?’

Naughtily, she aimed sprayed water into my face and I went blind, right after feeling fingers running along my shaft.

Me: ‘Wei!’
Sister: ‘Got soap la.’

She was pulling my foreskin back and rubbing the whitish dead skin off for me, unknowingly making my erection harder.

Sister: ‘Ehh.. don’t get turned on by your mei leh.’
Me: ‘Sisters don’t touch their brothers like that one leh. Okay okay. Enough.’

She got up and took over my shower spot as I threw my towel around my neck, in front of the mirror at the sink. For one, I have not shaved yet. Through the mirror, I was stealing glances at my sister, lathering herself unashamed, twerking to imaginary music.

Sister: ‘Kor, you’re not going to help me wash down there ah?’
Me: ‘Siao ah?’
Sister: ‘Ya lor. My kor where got so nice hor?’

I cleaned my face and razor before keeping them away, turning my attention to my sister who was so daring to say what usually was reserved for adults. While her face was wet (and eyes closed), I snatched the shower head away from her and wetted my hands. Quickly taking two pumps of soap, I grabbed her boobs and washed them for her, while facing a little fight to push my hands away.

Me: ‘You want this right?’
Sister: ‘Noooo!’

Her struggle weakened when I gently rolled her nipples between my fingers, causing her to reach for my cock blindly to avenge my bullying. As we made full use of the bubbly shower foam on each other, there was no denying that the mutual silence had a hint of sexiness in it.

Standing nipples to nipples, we were that close a proximity when I whispered for her to spread her legs. My obedient sister did exactly just that and I ran my fingertips down her clit, where circular motions caused her to moan even louder.

Pumping my cock in scented lather, I was as hard as a rock while she was as horny as a slut. Finally, after the longest five minutes, our biological clocks told us that we were running late if we kept playing. The nice, warm water washed the soap from our overly cleaned bodies and the redness of our genitals appeared uncannily, thanks to what we did that should never be done.

Sister (whispering): ‘Kor.. you’re so hard.’
Me: ‘Go sit down on the toilet bowl.’

She lowered the cover and I went on my knees between her legs, having her automatically spreading the delicate folds of her pussy as if she knew what I was going to do. Right on point, I buried my face into her wet skin and used my tongue to flick her clit, forcing her to press my face even harder into her groin.

Sister (whispering): ‘Kor.. yes.. there.. ‘

I kept sucking and teasing her clit till her legs clamped my head tight, signalling an orgasm that shook through her body. When I looked up at her, a refreshed, arms-stretching look put smiles on both our faces. She got up casually and went behind me, requesting me to sit on the toilet too.

Sister: ‘Tell me if I’m doing it wrong k?’

She sat crossed legged on a plastic stool and rested her head on an arm on my thigh. Jerking me for a while, it did not take long before a tiny tongue stuck out of her lips, tasting my pre-cum and then devouring it whole. A gasp sent me lying back and she bounced her head up and down energetically. I was holding on to the toilet paper dispenser with my life as she sucked my vitality away.

Me (moaning): ‘Oh my god.. you’re hitting all the right spots!’

She wrapped her index and thumb around the base as she lifted her mouth to focus on the head, part masturbating and part sucking me off. There was no need to guide her as she slowly pushed me towards the edge. My toes couldn’t free itself from the curling pleasure and the urge to cum just hit me in the face.

Me (whispering loudly): ‘Mei! I’m gonna cum! Argh argh.. ‘

Her mouth left my cock just in time to have my thick, gooey semen spray across her lips, twitching helplessly as she kept pumping her fist. Seeing her take delight in my most agonising moment, the rebellious expression on her face scared me for a moment there.

Once she felt no more power from my shaft, a final, upward squeeze emptied my meat tube and she was up on her feet. I gave my cock a thorough wash while she cleaned her face, stepping out of the toilet naked for our clothes. Still far from sunrise, we readied ourselves and left the house together, looking confident and satisfied with the pleasurably short morning workout.

Walking to the bus stop hand in arms, we were secretly excited about our adventure earlier. One that we can never tell anyone else.

Sister: ‘What time do you end work?’
Me: ‘1pm today.’
Sister: ‘So early? Wait for me at home k?’

I gave her a grin and boarded my bus, to the hectic work of making coffee for the office crowd. During the 5 hour shift, two of her sexy photos (taken in her office toilet) kept me going for most part. Once she was home, the small three room flat suddenly seemed bigger with a common activity to explore them again.

No sex – was the only rule we laid for ourselves, but it was constantly tested by my sister’s request to stick my cock under her pussy and between her legs to mimic ‘sex’. I was so sure accidents were bound to happen.

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!