Slutty XMM

Slipping on the red bralet that left most of Shermaine’s belly exposed, a pair of high waist shorts completed her outfit for the day. The walk to the bus stop attracted lots of gaze in her direction, mostly admiring the fair, slim waist with a piercing through her belly button.

Samson: ‘Shermaine!’

The slim cut, blue buttoned shirt matched his legs-conturing jeans well and she threw her arms around him for a well-deserved hug after a long period of busyness.

Shermaine: ‘Where are we going now?’
Samson: ‘Want to get right down to it?’
Shermaine: ‘Where?’

He tucked her hand under his arm and brought her to a newly built HDB, staircase eerily quiet without much occupants residing there. Their impatience finally broke free when they found a safer floor, with no shoes or lights from the couple of units on that level.

He had shoved his knees between her legs hard to support some of her weight and she immediately returned his advancement with a deep kiss. Tongues got to work and her hips grinded on his knee seductively. That pair of shorts have been pressing on her crotch tight, somehow teasing her with each step taken.

Soon, their hands got busy and her shorts came off while his jeans was lowered to his thighs. The scarf she had around her bag was wrapped around her waist, in case anyone walked in on them.

Still making out passionately, her fingers had gone around his rod and he did the same for her, except he was rubbing up and down her clit. As temperature rose on his stick, feminine lubricant had begun leaking from her pussy. As far as it goes, things could only go hotter from there.

Samson got his girlfriend to sit on the steps while he descended to get into the correct height. Without wasting any time, she opened her legs and held his head, going straight for her juicy cunt that was waiting.

For that slutty little girl, he couldn’t expect any less from her. Despite how sexy she wore, the fragrant scent between her legs kept him going and her moaning for more. Swiping left and right, flicking up and down, sucking hard and soft, his hair was ruffled into a mess as she held him down.

Samson (whispering): ‘Baby.. let me rest for a while.’

Maintaining a coy smile, she let him go and made some space for him on the step. Next up was her going down a few steps, and laying on her side bum for his share of fun.

She swept her hair to create a ponytail on one side, and went over his dick instantly. The first tease was her lips slipping quickly up and down his penile hood, heightening the sensitivity till he had to beg her to stop. Instead of ending it right there, she sank her jaws down his shaft so he could draw a deep breathe. Thereafter it was just long, sensual trips on his manhood, sucked to a deadly edge of cumming anytime.

Samson (whispering): ‘Baby.. it’s enough.’

She picked her head up and cleaned her mouth of saliva, before pulling him up in one move.

Shermaine: ‘Doggy?’
Samson: ‘Yupp. But I want to go on top when I cum. Can?’
Shermaine: ‘Anything you say babe.’

She went to the cleanest wall of paint and laid her forearm parallel on it. Her ass stuck out like a needy dog for Samson who was guiding her feet further backwards. Once everything was in place, he aimed handsfree at her pussy and drove right in, holding her waist motionless in case she tried to get away.

Shermaine: ‘Oh yes! Fuck me real good.’
Samson: ‘You’re going to get just that.’

The first few thrusts resonated the slapping sounds loudly but he quietened down by bending his knees a little, to jab her in an upward angle. Moans exited into the back of her hand and he was just breathing deeply. Before he realised, he was at full speed ramming into his tiny girlfriend till she was tip toeing in pleasure.

Shermaine: ‘I’m going to come soon! Shit! Hold me!’

Her cheek landed on the wall as her legs went into a cramp, the full weight of her body on the curled toes. Samson hugged her close to his chest and continued pumping slowly. Shermaine recovered in loud huffing sounds, limbs gone weak from that single climax.

Shermaine: ‘Babe, it happened again.’
Samson: ‘It’s okay ah. Have a sit.’

She was placed three steps from the landing and Samson leaned over her in push-up position. Shermaine knew she had to finish the job and helped him get his dick into her. Legs now spread apart on solid ground, Samson resumed the pounding that blurred Shermaine’s vision with orgasms.

His hard cock went in deep, stretching her vaginal walls thin enough to experience the graceful curve and bumps on it. The frequent deep thrusts had kept her clit well-loved to push her senses further up. As another orgasm creeped up her spin, Samson was feeling the gradual difficulty of keeping his speed up.

Samson (whispering): ‘Cumming soon baby?’
Shermaine (whispering in his face): ‘Let’s try to cum together this time. Don’t stop until you shoot k?’

He straightened his arms and closed his feet together. She wrapped her legs around him and one hand held firmly on the vertical columns of the railing.

As his body rammed faster at the same overwhelming depth, Shermaine’s body started shaking as the orgasm tipped over the edge. A few seconds behind her, Samson endured the ache from the squeeze and pushed forward.

In a groan, his elbows bent to hold her shoulders down on his dick, and the gush of cum broke free into her pussy like a dam being destroyed. When her body relaxed the powerful grip on his rod, Samson’s body trembled to the suction and fired a few more times, straight into her xmm.

Holding his cheeks in her hands, a beautiful afterglow warmed his heart and he pulled out, before sitting at her pussy.

Samson: ‘Let me feel inside k?’

A shy nod let his finger into the cum-filled hole and it was like an aquarium in it, full of thick, viscous bio-fluid.

Samson (whispering): ‘Squeeze for me. I’m going to take my finger out.’

A frown came with the pressure on his finger and he withdrew his ‘probe’, to see it cleaned of any cum that was supposed to be inside her. They then sat together as he fished out his packet of wet tissue, cleaning each other up before putting their clothes back on.

Like a lovey dovey couple, her arms were around him as they took a break.

Shermaine: ‘I love you baby.’
Samson: ‘Love you too babe. You’re super tight today.’
Shermaine (whispering): ‘I didn’t masturbate for a week just for you.’

Thanks to the contraceptive pills, there was no worry of being impregnated. They made their way down in the lift with some Bangladeshi workers, fully aware that this particular block was a favourite among public sex fanatics.

Their constant scanning of that sexy-bodied girl did not affect her mood, being confident and all after receiving her fair share of pleasure.

Samson: ‘Hungry?’
Shermaine (whispering cheekily): ‘I’m hungry for you. Can we go to your place now?’

The wide grin told her the answer and he led her in the direction of the bus stop, hopping on the next bus towards his 4-room flat. Imagine what they did when they found out that the whole of the upper deck of the bus was empty.

She changed into that ‘mini-sarong’ skirt during the journey and he managed to get her to cum once before their stop. With more eyes on her for the walk back to his place, her pussy had begun leaking cum from the anticipating pussy.

Perfect Finish 2

Part 1 | Part 2

Hae (WhatsApp): ‘Asleep?’
Me (WhatsApp): ‘Not yet.’
Hae (WhatsApp): ‘Buy some beers and come over?’
Me (WhatsApp): ‘To your place?’
Hae (WhatsApp): ‘No! At that place we did it last time?’

Skipping the rest of the conversation, I got a few bottles of fruity alcoholic drinks and headed straight for a bench near the fence. After informing her of my arrival, she appeared in a dress, those wrap around kind with a deep V-cut into her cleavage.

For the next hour, we were emptying bottles to stories of our lives, breaking the ice we missed when we met the last time (or first time). Her family was of importance back in Korea, and she was here to be the wildcard in case anything happened to them.

So apart from working at one of the offices of her parent’s company, she basically had no friends outside work. Partly due to her stature that needed discretion too. She got drunk faster than me since she was popping all the lids, somehow drowning the loneliness in beers.

Hae (whispering): ‘Want to go to that corner again?’

A grin on my face told her my answer and she untied the strap around her waist, leaving a long trail of skin visible to any peeping toms. We quickly made our way into the bushes to protect her decency.

While I was looking around for our safety, she had begun to tug my shorts down, which I wore to make things ‘easier’. The lack of lingerie soon got my hands roaming across her breasts, kneading the firm bumps hard and soft.

Moans came along with the wetness I felt on my fingers during the clit-rub, and she reciprocated with a sloppy handjob. If you guys knew how sloppy handjob felt, you would understand the amount of tease without any ‘right’ strokes to make one cum.

To take things one step ahead of her, I raised one of her feet onto the concrete parapet below the fence and got on my knees. My face dived in for her pussy and her hands secured over my hair. The feminine scent was a treat to lick at and the random flicks caused her legs to wobble dangerously. Yes, dangerous but the curled toes were a sign of pleasure. As my mouth got covered in her juices, she had her hands under the dress and pinching on those perky pink nipples, visible from one of the overhead lamps from her own yard.

Hae (whispering): ‘My turn!’

A pleading tone got me back on my feet and she sat at the edge of the wall, head bent over my dick. The angle her back lined with her legs were of a gymnast’s standards. I did not wait for her to start sucking and thrust
right in her face. She got the cue immediately and stayed motionless, while my dick plummeted her glossy pink lips without rest.

She had maintained a comfortable suction and her tongue was kept behind her throat, tapping the tip of my dick whenever I went deep. We had no intention of cumming just with our mouths, so I didn’t keep at it for too long either.

Me (whispering): ‘Condom?’
Hae (whispering): ‘I got an IUD at a clinic. It’s inside.’

My lips-biting expression couldn’t get more foxy. She hung her fingers into the fence and stuck her butt out at me, as if begging for me to fuck her. Plunging deep into her pussy first, the fence shook to her suddenly grip.

Our hips fired off the slam-athon with a slow start, picking up speed as her back curved into a more seductive angle. My hands gently squeezed on those slim waist and jerked her backwards, driving my shaft even deeper. The rattling of the fence soon got too loud and I pulled out of her to let her recompose herself.

Hae (whispering): ‘Try the other hole now. I have put some lubricant inside.’
Me (whispering): ‘Really? Let me know if it hurts k?’

My dick head got into a flat squash before popping into her, shocking her into a soft yelp. Clear, thick lubricant started showing up and I impatiently thrust at her to get my full length in.

Within a few strokes, her anus was all over me. An unknown force was shitting me out while my body shoved it back in. Hae had her fingers on her clit as we butt-fucked, making awkward popping sounds as her ass tightened.

Each of her orgasm drove me closer to mine, and I could feel her slender fingers on my dick through her vagina walls. Like rabbits, we humped at full speed with my hand over her mouth.

Me (whispering): ‘Hae! I have to stop.’
Hae: ‘Ok!’

I took a whole ten seconds to pull out of that unbelievably tight hole and she was still rubbing herself. Hae made a dash for a half-drunk bottle and returned to our hiding spot. With a piece of wet tissue from my sling bag, we rinsed my dick with the Strawberry Barcardi and cleaned it thoroughly.

Squatting over the piles of dry leaves, Hae carefully smelled my rod before devouring it, swallowing all the alcohol as she sucked. I had to sit myself on the parapet of the fences as her tongue drove my mind blank. Continuing non-stop, she just kept going while her fingers made slushing noises at her pussy.

Me (whispering): ‘Okay okay.’

She stood up all of a sudden and climbed onto me with her hands around my neck. Half-sitting, I aimed my dick at her pussy and she slammed her hips on mine. Making a squinting face, she closed her vagina tight as I came, blowing up into her baby-proof cunt with a few days’ worth of cum.

We could totally feel my load leaking out onto the leaves with loud splatter and she stay focused to milk everything out.

Hae: ‘Done?’
Me: ‘Yeah.. ‘

I let her down slowly and she stroked my dick clean while pouring more Bacardi over it. As for herself, she scooped the excess cum into her pussy and tied her dress together. Exhausted, we went home in our separate ways and the happy girl skipped all the way to her main gates.

Hae (WhatsApp): ‘I love the warm feeling inside me. Don’t find other girls k?’
Me (WhatsApp): ‘I can barely handle you already. No other girls for me.’
Hae (WhatsApp): ‘Can I keep you dry so you won’t find someone else?’
Me (WhatsApp): ‘Tomorrow?’
Hae (WhatsApp): ‘;)’

Part 1 | Part 2

Summer Time

Me: ‘Hey! Summer!’

That sporty girl I’ve been walking behind since I started work pulled her earpiece and widened her eyes at me. I had stumbled across her profile on FaceBook and spoke to her, and now we speak – in speech, for our first time.

Summer: ‘Jhae?!’
Me: ‘Yeah! I came to visit my workplace, and walked out around this time to see if you are around.’
Summer: ‘Lucky you! Where are you going now?’
Me: ‘Take a bus home. You?’
Summer: ‘Same. What bus number?’
Me: ‘Same as you? You live just one station away from me ah. Not too hard to get home myself.’

She yanked at her backpack straps like a little girl and we made our way to the bus stop, where her bus came shortly after. Hopping on with her, we continued chatting and before we knew it, I had accompanied her to the private estates behind the bus stop.

Me: ‘You live in there! Wow!’
Summer: ‘Haha. Yeah. There’s no one home now, want to come in?’

I nodded with eagerness and followed her in, where a lavish interior showed off her family’s wealth. Apparently, she did not need to work at all, but she still did.

We stopped at the couch in the living room and she brought a glass of apple juice, where I stirred up the aloe vera bits and drank almost all of it in an instant.

Summer: ‘So thirsty ah? Wait for me for a while? I’ll go shower.’
Me: ‘Hey! I’m as stinky as you. I should be heading home now. I’m just here for the apple juice.’

She ‘tsk-ed’ loudly when she went into the kitchen, fishing out towels from the dryer and returning to the about-to-leave me.

Summer: ‘You say one ah. K. Bye.’
Me: ‘Wei.. just joking la.’

She threw me a towel and her lips squeezed themselves together. Asking me with her thoughts to join her in the shower. I knew what she was hinting at, and there was no reasons to turn this girl with her sports-toned body down. Leaving my bag where it was, I went behind her to the second floor, where her bedroom was.

Without saying anything, she pulled her dri-fit shirt off and stepped out of her black shorts, staring back at me to see if I was done. Or rather, naked. As for me, I had a buttoned shirt on and took longer to get to my undies, only to get a frown from her.

Summer: ‘You are going to shower with those on?’
Me: ‘Just following you ah.’

Her hands went behind her back and the pair of orange bra fell onto her shorts, and her panties disappeared into a laundry basket outside the toilet. I didn’t stay clothed for long too, leaving my underwear on her bed and entering the toilet with her.

We remained outside the bathtub as she adjusted the temperature of the water coming out of the shower head, stepping into it first before holding my arm to help me in.

The water ran down our heads and across our bodies, forcing my eyes to close from the stinging pain. Her nipples touched my chest and before I knew it, she was closely stuck on me, my arms going round her waist while she held my cheeks in the right direction.

Our kinky side got the better of us and we made out passionately, as if we knew each other for a long time. My dick was rising to the wash of warm water, and her nipples that was pressing hard on me.

With the tub filling up to our ankles, she turned the water off and squirted some soap on her hand, running the foam along my shaft while I collected my share of Johnsons & Johnsons.

Starting from her neck, I massaged down her chest and those firm, tiny cups, before arriving at her pussy. Lubricated, I slid the side of my index finger along her slit, making her moan as she quickened the handjob.

Summer: ‘Hey! Enough playing. Let’s rinse up and go outside.’

So.. that was about it. We washed each other up and stepped out naked, drying our bodies before she climbed under the blanket on her bed.

Summer: ‘Come leh. It’s cold!’

I wasted no time and cuddled with her, dick being caressed by the 22 year old who seemed desperate for some love.

Summer (whispering): ‘Come.’

I was guided on top of her but I wasn’t going to take things so fast. Disappearing under the blanket, I arrived at her pussy with a little hair on it, neatly trimmed but not bare. Nonetheless, it was warm, and delicious. Her juices tasted like thickened water with the shower fragrance. The more I worked on her clit, the louder she got, and the harder she pushed my head against her groin.

Summer (whispering): ‘Stop Jhae. Enough.’

I went back on my knees and over her again, this time with her hand directing me inside her. In a single forward move, she took me in without so much a flinch.

Summer: ‘Yesss~ Go slow k?’

Would I? No! I gave her a false preview of two or three strokes, and hammered the following laps into her. Screaming into her hands, her legs rose and lifted the blanket midair. I could tell Summer was enjoying this.

As she tried to push me away, I grabbed both her wrists together and held it above her head. Still pounding forcefully, the weak smiles between her closed-eyes orgasmic look reassured me the safety of my slight dominance. I wasn’t going to stop anytime soon.

After I felt her pussy climax with a suffocating squeeze on my dick, I slowed down to a stop and flipped her legs together to one side. Pushing down on her hip with both hands, I resumed my thrusts and got rewarded with more pleas for me to stop.

Summer (moaning): ‘I’m going crazy.. stop please.. ‘
Me: ‘Not till I cum. Turn over.’

I pulled out and she flipped over, lying on her stomach with her legs apart. But that wasn’t what I wanted, so another request was made.

Me: ‘Lift your butt up. And stick them out for me.’

Her ass rose with her legs closed and her pussy appeared from between the fine ass cheeks. I parked myself right at the entrance and held her waist, ramming my meat into her in one swift action. A long groan went into her pillow and continued as I slammed my hips against her, shoving my cock in as deep as I could.

Summer (groaning): ‘Oh yes! Oh yes!’

At that point, I realised how she did not tell me what to do. I guess that was important to my self-esteem, and to know I was doing a good job. Not disappointing her, I went faster against the tightening pussy that was climaxing. I wasn’t going to stop till my cum was at the door.

Going for more than five minutes in that agonising position, I knew I couldn’t last any longer. The juicy slurping had become slopping sounds, sucking me back in with that vacuum her vagina created.

Me: ‘Summer! I’m going to cum!’

She leaned forward easily and freed my eager dick from her devilish lust, quickly turning herself over to let me move up to her face.

Summer: ‘Enough space?’
Me: ‘Yeah. So I’m going in your mouth?’
Summer: ‘I’ll put it in and you move like just now.’
Me: ‘Don’t want! It can go too deep.’
Summer: ‘It’s okay. My gag-reflex is not really there anymore. Just do it.’

Her neck straightened and took my dick into her mouth, where I started slow this time, sinking deeper as she showed no signs of discomfort. Within ten seconds, I was moving fast enough to get the same pace as fucking her, along with all the right spots she was stimulating.

All it took was two minutes, and I relaxed my legs to fully embed my cock down her throat, squirting cum directly into her tummy while I moved a little to get everything out. The girl below me was almost forgotten as I came really hard, lifting myself away for her to lick me clean.

Summer (panting): ‘Okay. Done.’

We laid side-by-side, looking at each others’ satisfied expression. It was so intense, and definitely unforgettable. We just wanted each other like that, and that much too.

Summer: ‘Let’s get dressed. And we’ll go for dinner. My treat!’

Being too tired to reply her, I got dressed watching her slip on a tube dress, without a bra but with panties on. Sexy sounding, but my mind was on the dress she wore, leaving her single skin-toned shoulders exposed.

Summer: ‘Wear these slippers. Air your feet.’

She kicked me a pair of men’s slippers and I packed my shoes into a plastic bag. We went out to the attached garage and she unlocked the door of a Mercedes Z5. Yes, you read that right. Her family was that rich, that car being one of the three they owned in other garages. However I dressed, stepping out of that car would do my sloppy attire all the justice I can get.

We went to a restaurant in J8 and my feet was kept busy throughout dinner, toes wriggling between her legs under the table. The priceless look on her face when she climaxed was the highlight of the date.

After we were done, she sent me home with another make out session in her car. How else should I be feeling after that day? It was an unexpected meet up and even more surprising to go that far with someone she met. Sure, we started off with me recognising her from FaceBook, followed by our conversations that chipped the ice to tiny, meltable bits.

Summer (FaceBook): ‘I’ll pick you up after work! No matter how late you end. Update me k?’

I will Summer.

A Lucky Chick

Girl: ‘有打火机吗?’
Translation: ‘You have a light?’

Aiden with his goody boy hair cut hastily picked up the Zippo lighter beside his laptop and handed it to the school girl, who had a cigarette in her hand. She sat down beside him and lit the stick, taking a deep breath of nicotine before blowing it sideways. Wearing a set of ITE white tee and skirt, he had noticed how short her black skirt was, as it revealed a lot of skin.

Girl: ‘叫什么名?’
Translation: ‘What’s your name?’

Aiden: ‘Aiden. You?’

Girl: ‘Stacy.’

He would expect ‘Valencia’ or some fancy name she would come up with but Stacy wasn’t too overboard. She continued sucking on her stick puff after puff and peeped at his statistic filled screen.

Stacy: ‘你在做什么?’
Translation: ‘What are you busy with?’

Aiden: ‘Doing some work.’

Stacy: ‘做什么的?’
Translation: ‘What is your job?’

Aiden: ‘I’m an acturia.’

Stacy: ‘Huh? What is that?’

He had no simpler way to explain his job scope and simply told her he worked in a bank, under the insurance department. In her mind, positions in the banking industry meant high salary, one that she had little hopes of getting into. When she realised what a person she was talking to, a little courtesy came into her words.

It was just 4pm when they began chatting, and it was that kind of awkward conversation between a highly educated young man with a maturing teenager. Not only were their level of thoughts in huge difference, she had no idea what he was doing, bombarding him with seemingly interesting but obviously incomplete knowledge about any more adult-like topics.

Stacy: ‘You eaten?’

Aiden shook his head with a smile and she adjusted her bag strap on her shoulders. Clearly from a mandarin speaking family, he was more determined to make her into someone successful than to just appear and disappear from her life. Somehow, the difference in their academic background spurred something in him. One with pity and hope to make her into a better person.

Stacy: ‘My mum cooked. You want to eat with us?’

As someone related to financial planning, he was used to going into strangers’ houses, so why not? He packed his belongings and followed her up to her flat, where she constantly reminded him not to tell on her about the smoking part. Of all people, the job he had consisted of keeping secrets.

Stepping into a three-room flat, it was simple. Old looking furniture lined the walls, a CRT TV was hissing to CH8, and an old lady walked out of the kitchen with two plates of food.

Stacy: ‘Mummy! 我带朋友来吃饭。’
Translate: ‘Mummy! I’m back with a friend.’

Her mum’s face lit up when she saw the well-groomed gentleman, adding another pair of chopsticks to the table where they had a hearty meal. For Aiden, it had been some time since he had homecooked food. It was truly an eye opener to him to have a meal with a lower income family than most of his clients.

Mum: ‘我先出去。朋友走了打给我。要乖hor。’
Translate: ‘I’m heading out first. Let me know when he is gone k? Be good.’

After stacking the dishes into the sink, she went into her room and told him he could come in too. As a guest, he went into the kitchen instead and did the dishes for a long while, before joining her.

By the time he sat on her wood-crafted bed, she had changed into a tight. body hugging singlet with the same skirt and was tidying up her desk. Smiling to himself at the sight of her frantic last-minute packing, it was the simplicity of her life that moved him.

Stacy: ‘你很热?你要的话可以脱掉衣服。我哥在家也是没穿衣。’
Translate: ‘Is it hot? You can take your shirt off. My brother is always half naked.’

How could he? In someone else’s place? She could tell his shyness and climbed over his lap, where he suddenly backed away in surprise.

Stacy: ‘You shy ah?’

Her fingers had went to undo his buttons and he just let her be. Once she saw his lean abdomen, though without any abs, her hands started feeling them up. His hands went to her thighs and slowly hiked up under her skirt, where deep breaths were heard coming from her mouth.

Stacy: ‘我觉得你很厉害。我没朋友在银行做工的。’
Translate: ‘You are quite capable in my eyes. I don’t have any friends working in the bank.’

A sense of lost and desire had been felt through her, guiding Aiden to do what’s right. He could totally see through her desire for someone like him to take care of her, and tell her what she should be doing. It was the insecurity that got her to climb on top of him and perhaps drive her into doing something to own him.

Aiden: ‘Hey. Come lie down here.’

He held her shaky forearms and helped her onto the bed, where tears began swelling up in her eyes.

Stacy (sobbing): ‘说真的,我没什么机会交新的朋友。想要做得更好,但是我又不想我家人辛苦。’
Translate: ‘I don’t have any chance of meeting people outside my circle of friends. I don’t want to be trapped by what education my family’s situation can afford to give me.’

He leaned his body onto her to give her a hug, hearing her cries upclose. Emotions filled his heart instead of lust, and she was just this hopeful to be left on her own.

Stacy: ‘我可以要你吗?No.. Umm.. 你可以要我吗?’
Translation: ‘Can I want you? No.. Umm.. Can you want me?’

The single and eligible bachelor couldn’t resist this foxy slim body, behind it, someone who looked forward to stepping out of her old life. As he stared in deep thoughts, she held his face and led him to her lips, where tears had wetted them.

The brief peck turned into a graceful tongue fight and his hand was under her singlet in no time. Her eye-catching black bra posed no obstacle as he maneuvered to her nipple, rolling it between his fingers as she moaned.

Stacy (whispering): ‘Take it off.’

He got up and stripped the last two piece of his clothes off, while she took her bra out. He grinned cheekily as he removed her thongs, fingers slipping under her skirt as soon as she bared. Her fingers wrapped around his dick that was already erected, stroking it as he exposed her breast after tugging her singlet down.

Mouth feeding on her nipple, it was a scene he had never imagined to happen. Not that he was single due to looks, but to have someone less successful than him, wanting to be dominated, freed a side of him he never expected.

Stacy (whispering): ‘躺下来。’
Translation: ‘Lie down.’

Aiden: ‘You have done this before?’

Stacy: ‘有… 我的 ex.’
Translation: ‘Yes. My ex-boyfriend.’

She went on top of him in 69 and took his dick into her mouth, jerking her neck forward to let him slide in and out. The slimy looking pussy before him could not even be reached as his body went haywire, losing control to her skilled blowjob. Desperately, he managed to lick her while she was at it and managed to give her an orgasm that stopped her in ecstacy.

Stacy: ‘他从来没有帮我做过。你比较好。’
Translation: ‘He didn’t do that for me. You’re nicer.’

How could anyone not taste this shaved, smooth pussy that was on her? She seemed to be the perfect girl to show off to, and own if treated well. Perhaps it was something Aiden could never understand. But he knew how to love and treat her. It was goodness and nothing less.

As she turned herself around to ride him, he stopped her. She had done more than enough for him and should not be the only one doing the work. He carried her easily and placed her on the bed, before spooning her from behind. He raised one of her legs and stopped his dick at her pussy, where she held it and guided him in.

The tightness, the wetness, the heartbeat-like throbbing. He couldn’t NOT move. Her moans turned into gasps as he pounded her from behind, one hand over her chest so he could tweak her nipples that drove her even wilder.

Soon, she was attempting to change position and they shifted into doggie-style. Holding that tiny waist before him, she was kneeling upright against his body. Humping silently, they were noisy in sync, a sight he had been long dreaming for.

Feeling her pussy tighten and relax, he was about to erupt. She was that beautiful in his eyes, and that body of hers.. he had no problem taking care of it. Going for almost twenty minutes since they got into bed, she had her share of mind-blowing orgasms. It wasn’t the size, it wasn’t his speed. His strokes were swift and filled with empathy, thrusts made with love that pumped right into her. She could feel his desire as well.

Aiden (groaning): ‘I’m cumming.. ‘

He made the final few jerks and pulled out before he lost it. She turned around on her knees and laid on the bed, legs stretched underneath his balls. Taking his dick back between her lips, she rammed her face at him till he pressed her head against his balls. Powerful waves of cum fired into her mouth and it all gathered at her tongue, where she continued sucking him till he collapsed on the bed. Yes, collapsed like legs giving way all of a sudden.

A quick flash of her tongue covered in cum followed by a swallow melted Aiden’s heart, where he was too late to ask her to spit it out. Smiles broke across her face and he placed her head gently on the pillow, letting her fondle his dick as he admired her flowing figure from her neck down.

Aiden: ‘I’ll drop by with some clothes later. I am only staying a few blocks away. Come to a function with me tonight k?’

Upon hearing that, Stacy pushed him against the bed and sat between his legs. Bending her back almost horizontally to the bed, his dick disappeared into her mouth again, this time, letting her complete the job of milking the second load.

Once they were done, he left her place and returned in less than twenty minutes. It had been the most tiring time he had since a long while ago, and he was more excited than her to bring her along for an event where the rich would gather. Not that he was going to ‘use’ her, but to get his clients scheduling appointments just to catch another glimpse of her.

That evening, Stacy, in a short red dress, stole the limelight. She needed no stockings or jewellery to enhance her beauty. She had turned Aiden into the most attractive man on the ballroom.

Besides the constant attention she got, there was only one part of the show that she could make any sense out of.

Emcee (on microphone): ‘This month’s top sales record was broken by someone we all know and love. Someone quiet, helpful and hardworking. He is none other than.. Aiden! Scoring THREE million in commission, I’ll let you guys imagine the sales figure. Ladies and gentleman, a round of appaluse!’

Right then, Stacy felt her legs weaken, and her pussy getting super wet. No one had expected him to be that capable, never in Stacy’s life would she get that close to even a hundred thousand. She had a guy of every girls’ dream, and she made up her mind to do everything to be his forever.

*Aiden.. is.. so.. going.. to.. get.. it.*
Stacy’s mind screamed this out in her face.

Everything made sense. Everyone was nice to him, he was courteous, kind and seemingly unhappening. ‘A humble millionaire’ was something she never heard of. At least not among her social circle. When he stepped off the stage to his awaiting team, she needed him to know what was about to come – or cum.

Stacy (Whatsapp): ‘Can pay for birth pills for me?’

Her broken English did not stop Aiden’s dick from rising once he understood what she meant. As soon as they reached a hotel he booked for the night, all hell broke loose when he ripped her dress off. She had wore nipple stickers in place of a bra, and panties wise.. they were 404. Nothing turned Aiden on more than knowing she had gone pantyless, apart from being so wet her inner thighs had streaks on them.

Following their encounter, she still stayed in her own house, but with some equipments changed to working ones. They still went over to each other’s place in rotation, and Stacy only told her friends about ‘a guy’, nothing in specific.

Would they take long to find out who have she been keeping behind their backs?

Dirty Acts in Dirty Places

Shelia: ‘I think there’s a toilet in this carpark. Help me find it. Super urgent.’

She dragged her boyfriend, Jacky, behind her as they walked up the ramps, setting their eyes on the small room in the center of the carpark. He had spotted it as well and let go off her hand, where she ran and locked herself in the toilet.

Shelia (shouting): ‘Jack! You still out there?’
Jacky (shouting): ‘Yes. Take your time.’

She took a good five minutes in there before the wooden door creaked eerily, her hand stretching out to pull him inside. Her skirt hung over the edges of the sink and she was naked waist down. Being her boyfriend, they had their share of intimacy, but Jacky wasn’t too keen on doing it in that dirty washroom.

Shelia (whispering): ‘Can we do it here?’
Jacky (whispering): ‘Huh? But we are meeting tomorrow right? We can do it at my place.’
Shelia (whispering): ‘Please? I’m kinda wet now.’
Jacky (whispering): ‘Even peeing can make you wet.’
Shelia (whispering): ‘Duh.. I was thinking of you raping me inside here.’

He smiled and hung his bag on the hangers, before pinning her at the cleanest wall he could find. His hands had gone to her neck but before she could kiss him, he held her by the neck and made a little squeeze, choking her a few times.

His fingers scrapped into her hair and tilted her head to the side, ears almost touching his lips that were breathing warm air into them.

Jacky: ‘You wanted this huh? Then you better don’t disappoint me.’

He jerked her head downwards and she unlocked her knees to squat at his feet. Before her eyes, his belt, zip, came undone and a flaccid piece of 4 inches dangled. Right as she wanted to hold his dick up, his fingers tugged at her hair without hesitation, whispering a short but clear phrase in her eyes, ‘no hands‘.

With just her mouth, she collected his meat onto her tongue and began sucking him, feeling blood rush into his rod to stiffen it up. In no time, he was hard as rock, but she wasn’t gagging for some unknown reason. Having a cock erect in her mouth somehow made her body ready for it. And so, her head soon bobbed back and forth at that manhood, coated with generous amounts of her saliva as she fed off him hungrily.

This was another side of Jacky Shelia had never felt before, one so powerful and scary. He was full of control and rage, confusing her if this was what she wanted when she initiated at first.

After he had enough of her blowjob, he helped her up and placed her in front of the mirror. Her spaghetti bra top was unzipped next, freeing her breasts for him to grab and knead. As painful as they were, her nipples grew hard and swollen, as though asking him to continue the hurt.

He adjusted her hips away from the sink and made her stood feet-together. Moments later, the tip of his penis touched her pussy and it did not stop advancing till he was all the way inside. Her head had been up looking into the mirror, watching the satisfied face of Jacky as he felt her wetness and warmth overpowering his senses.

Hips began thrusting, and her boobs jiggled beneath her chest. Never had she felt so turned by this kind of outdoor sex, for it was making her a woman that belonged to a man, a strong, loving man who could pleasure her. Juices dripped loudly in the confined space, right from his balls onto the ground. There were no words to describe how horny she was, jerking her ass at him whenever he paused. They were so hot the room could be a sauna, but for two person.

As Jacky went into the final phase of his intense hammerage, Shelia came faster and longer, sucking his dick deeper with her pussy. That length was perfect to stroke her g-spot, sending that tiny spot into a frenzy.

Jacky: ‘I’m gonna cum, and it will be inside you this time.’
Shelia: ‘Eh no! Jacky! Don’t don’t. Don’t play with this!’

His nails dug into her waist as he pounded her, not letting her slip out of his control. There was nothing Shelia could do except to try and lean forward, away from him. His balls continued slapping on her clit, till she came another time, and releasing the last bit of inhibition from him.

Her pelvic bone hit the ceramic as he stumbled closer, jutting his hips as thick, cream shot into her vagina. Shelia wriggled herself to break free at once but it only made things worse, massaging his dick to really force every drop out. Within that couple of minutes, he kept panting and groaning, allowing his body to freely convulse as his balls shrank quickly.

Finally, his hand held the back of her neck weakly and kept her still while he pulled out. Large blobs of cum came flowing down her legs and her feet opened up to ease the heat from the machine-like speed of his sex.

Jacky: ‘It’s not over yet sweetheart.’

He picked her up by her hair and forced her to kneel again, shoving his cum covered dick right back into her mouth. Licking and sucking him clean, the whole process did not take long and she was soon in a corner, trying to cover up her naked body.

Jacky (whispering): ‘Are you alright? Did you like it?’
Shelia: ‘Is it over?’

Jacky nodded with a concerned look and helped her wear her clothes back, walking with his arm around her waist out of the place. For once, she found herself wet just thinking about what happened, staining her panties (with some cum mixed in) even before she got home.

The two of them had opened a side to her deepest desires that would be interesting to follow up in their future meet-ups. Right after she reached her room, she snapped a photo of her wet panties, and sent it to Jacky, who was feeling really guilty about what he did.

Needless to say, they went on FaceTime to let him see her getting off. For one, he had no more energy for another round. It was just too..

Coffee, Sex and Love

Winnie (WeChat): ‘Can I go over to your place for coffee then?’

I had sent her a photo of my new espresso machine and she was all excited about having someone who loved coffee living near her. We found each other on the social app within 100m of each other, sparking a conversation that kept me looking forward to her replies.

From her profile picture, she was a plain jane who simply knew how to make up and dresses herself up, making her as gorgeous as a girl you would bring home to your parents. Once we had set the time on that very off day, her last message was ‘wait for me!’.

In under a few seconds, I heard the metal gate above my unit slam loudly and the beeping of the lift. As planned, I put on my shirt and took the stairs to the void deck. A slim, brown-haired girl in a light blue romper sat at the round table, tapping away on her phone while I saw her ‘typing..’ status.

Winnie (WeChat): ‘Where are you?’
Me (WeChat): ‘Behind you?’

She swung her head around and a powdered face stared shocked at me. I was on the other hand smitten by her pure, demure looks.

Winnie: ‘I thought you lived at the other end of the block. You’re just below me all the time?’

Spending not more than two minutes in our small talk, we headed up to my place and the stainless steel piece of art in the corner of my kitchen counter thrilled her. It seemed that she had been researching a lot on this device but without any means to afford the high price.

In that twenty or so minutes of exploring and making ourselves a drink, she was filled with so much enthusiasm that scared me a little. Finally, we got our milk frothed and she just brought the two cups towards the bedrooms, peering into them to find my room that had two beds in it.

Winnie: ‘This is the room you share with your brother huh?’

Very conveniently, she went into it and sat on the bed against the wall, holding up my glass to invite me over. What did I get myself into? Was she just being playful or just so innocent without any sense of offending people? I hopped into the bed next to her and we sipped on the messy latte art I failed to draw, watching her close her eyes an extra second and inhaling deeply.

Winnie: ‘It’s the best cup of coffee I’ve ever tasted so far. Some of the cafe owners kept telling me ambience is what makes a coffee taste great. Now, I tell them good coffee is good anywhere.’

With our glasses emptied with only the foam coating the insides, she hastily snatched my cup and placed it on the empty computer desk, before collapsing onto my pillow.

Winnie: ‘Your place is so comfy. And this bunny soft toy is so cute!’

Somehow, my ‘scent’ made her felt at ease and the lack of suspicion made her so.. attractively fun to be with. She turned herself into spooning position, hugging my soft toy and preparing to go to sleep. Now, what was a guy supposed to do when a girl wants to sleep on his bed? Lie next to her and hope for something to happen? Nah..

I got off the bed and unfolded my blanket, pulling it over her body till she looked at me with those puppy eyes.

Winnie: ‘You don’t want to sleep?’
Me: ‘Haha. Umm.. I just had coffee?’

She pouted her lips so cutely I couldn’t resist her and hid under the blanket with her, lying so close I could smell her shampoo. Like magic, I could feel that coffee was her love potion when she hugged my arm with the soft bunny, adjusting her head to lean on my shoulder.

Her tired eyes opened once again, and a few sighs came out of her lips.

Winnie: ‘You know, it has been so long since I felt so calm. A nice soft bed after a comforting warm drink.. with someone I can trust.’
Me: ‘How do you know I can be trusted?’
Winnie: ‘Hmm.. someone who has patience for a great cup of coffee, and willing to share his knowledge, letting a girl lie on his shoulders. It’s like a dream. Really.’

I had no idea what reply to give to her compliments. It was unlike anything I’ve heard. Are baristas really so perfect? Do they belong to a rare group of humans?

Joining her in slumber, I tried falling asleep but couldn’t do so when she kept fidgeting. Since I wasn’t that tired, I just laid quietly while fantasizing a life with her.

Just as I was about to black out, she clamped her legs over mine and rocked her hips, as though scratching an itch. Her hand over my chest had clenched into a fist and I guessed she was awake then.

Winnie (whispering): ‘Your smell.. it’s making me horny.’
Me: ‘Huh? Umm.. okay.. ‘

I was still wondering if she meant I smelled (good or bad?) like her sex toy or just some pheromones from my scent. Her knee accidentally went to my groin and she began to tease it, stirring some fast-acting response that quickly obstructed her nudges. Each time I looked at her, she would have her eyes closed, as though letting her mind lead her. Me being a guy, did not ‘reject’ her offer as her hand rubbed on my tool outside my shorts.

Feeling too restless in my position, I overlapped her arm and as soon as I cupped my palm over her groin, her legs opened discreetly under the sheets. I did not hurry when I reached under her clothes, letting the soft material of her cotton panties get wetter as I massaged her clit.

Winnie (whispering): ‘I can’t take it anymore.. let’s take off our clothes?’

She peeled her romper off casually till she was in just her bra, bottom still hidden under the quilt. On my side, my bottoms were removed, leaving my shirt on that held the ‘scent’ that made her so horny. Our hands were directly in contract with each other’s privates, jerking and stroking in a frenzied state. The both of us did not know how far we could bring things to, that’s why we did not dare to advance any further.

Working on her clit, she came in under five minutes and I was still going hard, without any time limit as long as she did not perform too skilfully. After that climax, her pussy got so wet that she stopped me from smearing her juices all over my hand.

Me: ‘I don’t mind getting dirty. Just enjoy it?’
Winnie: ‘I’ve had enough. I want to help you now.’

She covered her back with my blanket and kneeled with her legs opened over my calves. Now on top of me, she scooped some juices from her pussy and applied it generously over my rock hard dick, before bending her back down to my groin.

In the full light of the blaring sun outside my window, I watched her lips wrap around my manhood, descending so slowly it drove me crazy in no time. Seeing how desperate I was getting, her head began to move faster, sliding her tongue on the underside as her mouth slurped louder.

I soon found myself in a struggle as she fondled my sensitive spots, groaning in agony to her delightful grin.

Me: ‘Hey.. I think it’s enough. Don’t want to tire you out.’

She stopped with a gleeful look, before falling back onto the bed. This time, I got up and went on my knees, right below her hip. She knew what I was thinking and her feet closed together, raising her knees to her chest.

Me: ‘No protection?’
Winnie: ‘I want to feel you inside me. So no.’

It was like an ‘I dare you to please me’ expression she gave when I was still pondering. In front of me, a girl waiting in excitement, looking so hopeful and innocent at the same time, my next move was logical.

I stuck the tip into her fleshy soft moulds and tore my way through, spreading those tight vaginal muscles apart to sensual moans echoing from her mouth. I did not stop till I was balls deep into her, and her arms went under her knees to hold her legs high up for me.

Pressing under her thighs to keep them in place, I thrust violently to a sudden squeeze where she screamed out she was cumming. I wasn’t even a minute into the action and her face was squinting so hard. Juices leaked like a broken tap and our movements became more slippery. The nerves on my dick got so sensitive that it went numb, allowing me to extend the race to drive her crazy.

She soon opened her legs wider to let me lie on top of her, hugging me in her arms while moaning dirty words to me. Well, it wasn’t really that offensive with phrases like ‘go deeper’, ‘faster’ and ‘oh yeah.. ‘ I was so sure my neighbour on the other side of the wall could hear us. It was that passionate, intense sex that got us so reluctant to break away from to change positions.

After five minutes, I let the panting girl rest and she totally did not need it at all. Tucking her knees in, she rolled over into doggie and her fingers went to work between her legs before I got into position. Not wanting to let the girl wait, I quickly went on my knees and she raised her body upright so I could hug her.

Hands now squeezing her breasts, my dick moved in short, deep thrusts to reach her deepest spot. Her moans were no longer audible, but her breaths got faster and shallower when I made long, slow strokes.

Winnie: ‘Let me know when you’re cumming. I want to let you try something.’

Wait. Try something? So I wasn’t the first? This would be the last time we meet then. Her body fell forward once I went deeper, and the final moment came after ten minutes of alternating slow, fast pounding.

Me: ‘Okay. I’m about to shoot.’

We disconnected and she placed my bolster in front of my knees. She turned herself around to let her head hang over the bolster, putting herself in a position to let me mouth fuck her.

Winnie: ‘I saw this on the net the other day. The guy came so hard when he unloaded. I want to try this with you.’
Me: ‘I thought you’ve did this before when you said ‘let me try something’.’
Winnie: ‘Huh? No no.. I haven’t done this.. actually, I haven’t had sex for almost a year after I became single. Maybe that’s why I’m so crazy today.’

A part of me felt relieved, but the truth is, I won’t know the truth. I angled my dick into her mouth and picked up speed gradually, gagging her at times but her hands behind my butt (above her head) signalled me not to stop.

My dick’s attention turned to her lips as her tongue got knocked all over my rod, touching every possible areas till I was about to explode.

Me: ‘I’m shooting!’

Her lips opened up and her jaws dropped to the widest possible. I sank my rod down her throat a few times before pulling out to her teeth. After the first squirt, her pink lips closed around my pee hole and the rest went like machine gun to the naughty sucks she gave to get every bit out. ‘Tired and contented’ was the only words suitable after I pulled out, without any bad feelings since she went back to sucking after she swallowed.

I leaned over her body in return and licked up her juices, accidentally giving her another orgasm in 69. Having our share of fun, we were officially exhausted and felt energetic for unknown reasons.

Winnie: ‘Not tired?’
Me: ‘I think I felt more energetic after sex.’
Winnie: ‘Me too! Let’s go make another cup of coffee. Then maybe another round if you’re not tired.’

She dashed out of my room to get to the machine before me, starting the second part of our day of coffee – and sex.

Now that we’re almost a year into this food and sex relationship, frothed (naturally sweetened) milk became our favourite liquid to pour over each other to lick. How would you guys link food and sex together? Is human-sashimi still in the trend?

Fun Mini Project

It was a Saturday that Andy went over to Michelle’s place, to finish up a project that was due the following week. At almost eleven o’clock, he had been waiting at her doorstep for close to five minutes till she opened the doors for him, wearing an old t-shirt that reached her hips. That messy hair, refreshed look made Andy smile as he made his way in, going into her room where she had all the notes laid out on the table.

Michelle: ‘Sorry uh. I was still doing my part when I went to bed.’

He began tidying the table while she went into the kitchen’s bathroom, washing up for the start of the day. The two of them got busy at their project, Andy being distracted once in a while whenever she looked over his shoulders at his progress on her desktop. She had been working behind him on his laptop at the same time, with it being faster and all.

Her braless boobs had their nipples poking on his back, unaware that he could sense it through that thin shirt of hers. Nonetheless, he was motivated by that little tease and sped up to finish the work in record time.

Michelle: ‘Sorry to make you finish most of the work eh. I’m still tired. I’ll go cook noodles for you!’

She hopped off the bed and went to the kitchen, leaving him alone in her room. Andy had never thought of exploring her desktop, so he went back to her bed and checked on his laptop, showing a few tabs along the window taskbar that was blinking.

One very personal folder was opened and it contained his stash of pornography, which he remembered he had closed the night before but not hidden it from his desktop. Had she been watching it when he was doing their work?

When she brought two bowls of noodles into the room, he had gone back to her desktop and left his laptop where it was.

Andy: ‘Were you watching porn on my com?’
Michelle: ‘Huh? No.. It’s already opened.’
Andy: ‘Haha. Is it? Let’s quickly finish up the food. We still have a bit to touch up.’

She sat comfortably on her bed with her knees up to hold the bowl, pressing her shirt tightly on the erected nipples. Michelle had watched a few of the videos, and was too turned on to be doing any work then.

He joined her after he finished his food, and casually clicked on one of the videos, one that she coincidentally watched that made her so horny. The storyline was similar to what they were doing, and the Japanese porno did not even try to make things realistic. The moment she placed her bowl down, Andy’s hand had slipped under the blanket, running over her thigh towards her groin. The short FBTs she wore was too small for her then, but it was comfortable.

His fingers that ran along the crotch of her shorts had made her a little wet, giving a shy look at the sheets over her legs. As he dug his way into her pants, she was pantyless except for the netting of the FBTs, allowing the full sensation of his nails to rub on her clit. Moaning softly, she wasn’t the type whom had much control when it comes to this side of her.

Andy had been observing her expressions and found it safe to stick a finger inside, slowly in an explorative mood. Twisting his fingers around, her hand had went over his on her pussy and tried to push him deeper. Gradually changing to a thrusting motion, she let her back fall onto the bed and shut her eyes to enjoy the tease by her friend.

That five minutes she was twitching on the bed gave her two orgasms that tire her out, but the wetness showed no signs of stopping.

Michelle (whispering): ‘Come lie down too.’

He wriggled into the small space between her and the wall, before watching her sit upright and completely removing his shorts. She held his dick in her hand and gently pumped it, going as fast as she could without any lubrication.

Michelle: ‘Good?’
Andy: ‘Yeah.. you want to try riding it?’

She did not mention a word when she pulled her shorts off, mounting over his abs and hovering her pussy on top. Andy held her waist and helped her lower over his dick, sliding inside so easily with that juices she was wet with. The short gasp she gave came with a smile so sweet he knew she loved how his cock fitted her so well.

Her ass began grinding him as soon as she could and sent him groaning in despair, cock in a hole so tight he could easily lose control in. Bouncing hard and fast, she tied her hair in a knot behind her head and felt how his dick throbbed inside her. It was so hot and thick she just couldn’t get enough of.

After a few minutes, he hugged her over his chest and rolled themselves over, taking control by slamming his dick deep into her pussy in missionary. Fucking loudly, their eyes never left each other apart from the occasional gush of orgasms. She was too high to care if she had wet her bed with her love juice, or if he was cumming.

As their room got colder, their steamy sex took a turn when she flipped over into doggie. Holding that sexy waistline, he jackhammered her without slowing down, forcing all the air out of her tiny figure. The strokes got longer as time passed, and he was about to cum in that tight cunt of hers.

For Michelle, her pussy was already in a state of confusion, squeezing and relaxing out of her control.

Andy: ‘I’m gonna cum!’

She leaned away from him and laid on the bed, with her face right below his dick. Her neck had straightened with a pillow underneath and he plugged his rod into her mouth. Resuming the thrusts, he fucked her mouth mercilessly while she fingered herself, pussy facing the window as her legs shivered violently.

Andy (groaning): ‘Arghh!’

The powerful ejaculation shot straight into her lips and she just sucked hard as he came, making every drop worth its while as he fumbled over her body onto his hands. In that few seconds, he had gone 69 with her and licked her clit furiously as she emptied his balls.

It was that intense moment that froze them till he was done, and managed to lick her to an orgasm. The two students pulled away from each other unwillingly after a rest, and laid side by side panting.

Michelle: ‘You’re so good in bed. And at work too.’
Andy: ‘Only good for you.’

In a sideway 69, he played with her pussy and her with his dick, kissing and sucking every now and then. Within five minutes, he was as hard as rock and she was wetter than before, as though ready for another round – which they went for.

Now, who says projects are boring? ;)