Daphne’s Past

This particular entry is written from Daphne’s abusive past. Since then, she has gotten over it and am working in a reputable HR company.

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When I was ten, it was the first time my step-father had came into my room to sleep with me. I didn’t officially recognise him as my dad, but I could tell he was doing his best to get accepted. His friendly appearance actually made me felt awkward, like a stranger trying to be your best friend overnight. Though I can’t remember the exact words he said, the things he did to me stayed as vivid till today.

‘Can daddy sleep with you tonight? Mummy is overseas.’ He said in a tone that was so causal as if it was illegal to sleep with me when mum was around. Not suspecting anything, I replied ‘anything’ so I could get back to sleep. It was just another attempt for him to build our relationship as father and daughter, or so I guessed.

I turned away from him to sleep on my side and drifted off to sleep after he stopped fidgeting. An unknown amount of time passed when he placed his heavy arm on my waist, waking me up unnecessarily in a grouchy mood. He rolled me onto my back and I let him, unaware that he was naked until my hand accidentally slapped onto his side of the blanket. Still, I didn’t ask.

He opened his blanket and tucked my hand under, this time wrapping my hand around his thick cock. His hand never left my hand as he moved it up and down, until I was moving on my own. Next, I felt that same hand shifting over to my waist and went into my shorts, pantyless as usual. He split my pussy lips open for the first time in my life and pushed his middle finger onto my clit, rubbing it in circles and making my head lighter.

The naive me did not know what was happening except that it felt soothing. It was nothing I had felt before and my legs just got wider as he moved faster. ‘Nice?’, he whispered and I gave him a nod, unaware that I was jerking him faster as well. We spent the next fifteen minutes in that position, arms crossed over our hips and constantly moving our hands.

After some time, he asked me to sit up and he revealed what I was touching under the sheets, a red, swollen stick that was covered in veins. He grabbed my wrist and slowed me down, while telling me, ‘Daddy is going to get high now. Don’t stop until daddy stop shooting k?’

The naive me only asked, ‘shoot what?’. Without a reply, I watched his agonising expression as I pumped him faster, partly distracted by slipping my hand into my shorts to feel what just happened. My fingers couldn’t stop moving once I felt my clit and I just did what he did, massaging it and getting dizzy on my own.

His moans grew louder as I sped up, bringing myself nearer to an edge I did not know how to process. My body suddenly froze as an electrical wave shot through my back, and my clit turned really sensitive with lots of juices leaking. He took over control of my hand and jerked himself off, shooting the very liquid that I was curious about. His hips jerked uncontrollably until only droplets were oozing out from the tip, and I was immobilised by shock.

‘Let’s go and wash up together’, he stepped out of bed and carried me in his arms, like a princess that felt some form of love from him for the first time. I remembered washing that sticky cock of his while he cleaned me below, my muscles twitching with every touch of my sensitive clit. We went to bed after that and I didn’t wake up until it was too late for school.

In a daze and stumped mood, he told me he had called the school and I got the day off. Never had I expected him to do such a thing for me. It was after all every student’s dream to have an off day once in a while. That day onwards, I did not bother dressing up much when we were alone in the house, often walking around in panties and shirt while he just wore a thin pair of pants.

Every night my mum was out of the country, we would do the same thing. I was constantly wet and he was hard, but I knew I did more work jerking him off than him rubbing me. It was only when I reached secondary school, did I realised what I did was wrong, but we never stopped until much later in my teens.

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Reserved Load

Hao: ‘Why you wear tennis skirt? No other skirts ah?”
Liying: ‘Just wear lo. Keep at home for what?’

The thought of his reservist buddies eyeing his girl was bad enough (most of them had seen her before), and she had to wear such suggestive clothing to fetch him. Luckily for the quick dispersal of his camp mates, he did not make up too big a fuss about her attire.

They hopped into a cab after he bade them goodbye, with her acting all fidgety during the short wait. He was tired as fuck after the pre-book out foot drill but her hands all over him almost angered him in the taxi.

Hao (wearily): ‘Eh.. Don’t disturb me la. I’m damn shag leh.’
Liying: ‘Okok. I’ll be good k?’

She quietly intertwined their fingers and brought his lazy hand up her skirt, where his eyes suddenly opened wide.

Hao (whispering): ‘You didn’t wear anything?!’
Liying (whispering): ‘Shh!’

Seated behind the driver, she could well guide him between her thigh gap and let him grope a feel of her shaved pussy. He couldn’t sit still anymore after knowing his girlfriend was horny and proceeded to probe at her clit, massaging the swollen tip slowly while she rubbed through his No.4 trousers.

Once the cab reached his place, they got off and took the stairs, lugging his heavy equipments on their shoulders. Before they could reach the second, he had already gave up. The bags were dropped onto the floor and he gracefully swung her into a corner, forcing his lips on her. Though she had a sporty skirt on, the tight shirt she wore was just emphasising on her small boobs. He quickly lifted her shirt and took her bra off, sucking on her nipples to hear her moan.

Liying (whispering): ‘Slowly dear.. They are all yours.’

As his fingers wriggled through her wet labia, her height increased slightly from his rough penetration. Her mind was as high as how tight her pussy was over his finger.

Liying: ‘Take it out for me?’
Hao: ‘You want you take it out yourself.’
Liying: ‘Tsk.’

She spent the next minute struggling with the buttons on his fly, all the time moaning to his thrusting hand. She had never shaved before in her life, and this time, she had shown him how crazily she missed him.

Liying: ‘Let me suck you.’
Hao: ‘You better don’t let your teeth touch me hor.’

She nodded eagerly and let him lean against the wall, kneeling on his bag and giving his cock a lick. Within seconds, his hand went behind her back and his cock slid easily into her mouth, with ample suction drawing blood to its tip. For five days, he had never gotten hard once and it was obvious from his hardness. Somehow, his workout routine had even made his little head bigger.

The stairwell was filled with groans from her slurping lips, pressing onto his shaft tightly. In front of him, was his little girl engulfing his cock into a hot and wet mouth.

Hao: ‘Turn around and use my bag. Let’s do doggy here.’

His heavy field pack was dragged a distance to let her rest her bent forearms while he took a high-kneel position. Without a condom like usual, he split his girl’s ass opened as his dick forced its way through, curling her toes from where he could see.

Hao: ‘Shiok bo? Big right?’
Liying: ‘Argh.. Why so big? Move slowly can?’
Hao: ‘Painful?’
Liying: ‘A little bit?’

He jerked her waist back and plunged deep into her against her wishes, filling his senses up with pure pleasure. At that point, there was no more ‘gentle’ or ‘slowness’ in him, just deep, hard thrusts that sent her biting down on his bag. The tiny waist felt really soft in his strengthened hands, making her feel weak in his backward pulls.

There was no words to describe how much juices she leaked except for the wet testicles she had given him. Her short skirt had a wet patch at the hems but there was no stopping him. Violent entries made her regret her decision to do it in public, for she could not scream like she needed to. For Hao, he was high in confidence, about his new-found stamina and delayed ejaculation.

Liying (moaning): ‘Boyboy! I’m cumming! Ahh!’

Her pussy got more unbearable to a stage he had to stop, buried in her deepest end that pulsated along his cock. He did not let her rest much and resumed thrusting, to the twitching, pleading girl in front.

Liying (moaning): ‘Stop stop! It’s super sensitive now.. Please!’

Her pleas fell to deaf ears as he launched his full fledged attack on her, flanking her in just one direction. The momentum had caused him to lose control, ramming her puffed up vagina mercilessly.

Hao (grunting): ‘Shooting!’

When he mentioned that word, he was a few strokes away but she just fell away from him, leaving his cock throbbing in the air.

Hao: ‘What the fuck? Come back!’

Liying hastily turned around and covered her pussy, admitting to him that she had skipped the birth-control pills. Knowing that there was nowhere else he would cum (she disliked CIM), she decided to swallow his cock in full. The shocked NSman fell on his bum and let the ‘doggy-style’ girl suck him off, head bobbing up and down between his trousers.

After five minutes of tireless head, he grabbed her head and shoved her into his groin. His hips trembled non-stop as cum exited his shaft, pumping his week’s load of cum down her stomach. Her moving throat triggered all the cum he had stored up and drained him of strength in an instant.

Once he was done, he let her go and she just laid exhausted on his bags, catching rapid breaths.

Liying: ‘You shoot a lot ah? I feel full.’
Hao: ‘Of course la. One week leh. And I get to shoot in your mouth.’

They finished the packet of wet tissue she had to clean themselves, before making their way upstairs.

Mother: ‘Liying! You fetch Hao home ah? So nice.’

Fifteen minutes of welcoming and unpacking later, his mother had dragged his dad out of the house for supper. Back in his room, he was overwhelmed by tireness, unable to move a limb. At that moment, it was Liying who gave him a massage, before it turned into another erotic fingernail-play that made him hard again.

Hao (wearily): ‘Again?’
Liying: ‘Just lie down and don’t move.’

Her wonderful lips went over his cock again and she rode him as if they had not fucked earlier, full of vigour he could not match. The second load was his final one after he came into her mouth again, giving her the ‘supper’ after ‘dinner’. The duo slept till noon the next day, where she was up and working on his morning wood before he even opened his eyes.

Instead of breaking up with Hao during his unescapable NS fate, Liying had decided to embrace the chance to discipline his raging hormones, rewarding him with unparalleled, intense sex marathons during his bookouts. Just imagine the first load(s) she would get to feel inside her every week.

Thankfully for the birth-control..

Morning Dew on Wood

Rachel walked into her sleeping brother who just returned home from a fortnight-long ICT. Holding a tray of porridge and fried fritters, she set the food down on his side, before noticing his raging hard on peeking from under his loose shorts.

Rachel: ‘Kor.. wake up.’
Brother: ‘Yeah?’
Rachel: ‘Breakfast.’
Brother: ‘Wah. Someone went out to buy food so early?’
Rachel: ‘And can you cover this?’

His eyes went to where she pointed and wriggled his shorts lower, while his dear sister sat properly on his bed. She had intended to dine with him and her own set of breakfast was on her side.

Rachel: ‘Do guys always get morning wood? Like all the time?’
Brother: ‘Yeah. I suppose so. Do you girls get something like that too?’
Rachel: ‘Not sure about others, but I do.’

A hearty giggle brought them back to their food and they finished it quickly, not surprising since he had not eaten outside food for that long. After putting the tray aside, he kept her waiting on the bed, to give her a little pin he bought in camp.

Rachel: ‘Oh my god! Thanks kor! Finally, the pin to complete my collection.’

The close siblings embraced each other with a forward lunge from Rachel, and her hips fidgeted on his awkward boner.

Brother: ‘Okok. Let me sleep for a while more.’
Rachel: ‘But kor.. ‘
Brother: ‘Yeah?’

She wrapped her hand around his erection and gently pulled on the soft cotton material, weakening him for a second before he realised what she did. When she stopped touching him, she wasn’t exactly done with it. As her shorts went down to the ground, a trimmed patch of pubs lined her groin to her pussy.

Brother: ‘Don’t do this. We’re related by blood.’
Rachel: ‘Only by blood right?’

She jumped on his broad chest and climbed over his waist, showing him the full glory of her parted legs. The moment her warm pussy touched his dick, did he felt how wet she actually was. It was hard for him to get her attention when she was looking at their genitals, about to join in a slow descend.

Rachel (whispering): ‘You’re hard and I’m wet. It’s a message for us right?’

His thick cock split those tight, raw folds of flesh apart and went into her, relieving his morning wood with a form-fitting, meat tunnel. At first he was relaxed (after waking up), and now, his mind was enjoying a different kind of pleasure.

Rachel straightened her arms on his chest and sat upright, rocking her ass as soon as she tied her hair into a bun.

Brother (grunting): ‘Are you going to do all the work?’
Rachel (panting): ‘Yes.. my own one BX.’

Her slender abs moved in waves, contracting and expanding to the depth of his entries. He helped himself to her ample boobs under her shirt, and drove her crazy with his strong nipple twists.

Unlike before he went for reservist, he felt bigger this time, and the early numbness had allowed him to last longer. The continuous stroking of her G-spot quickly caused her to fall on him, succumbing to the orgasm that drew most of her strength away.

Brother (groaning): ‘Want me to take over?’
Rachel (moaning): ‘No.. I’m not done yet.’

She bit her lips and sat up again, bringing her feet to both sides of his waist. Grinding her pussy back and forth, the increased tightness sent him straight to the end of the universe, exploding loud grunts at his sister.

Brother (exclaming): ‘I’m cumming!’

His biceps stiffened as he carried her off his groin, dumping her on the soft mattress next to him. Her elbow went to his shoulder and she pinned him down, taking back control of the dick she was riding seconds before.

Clenching her fist around his cock, he returned the favour by sliding his hand between her legs, and rubbed on her clit mercilessly. Fierce hissing noises came in their impromptu competition, attempting to get each other off in the fastest pace. Ironically for him, the faster she went, the less pleasure he felt.

Rachel’s legs closed in a flash as her body tensed up from the orgasm, knocking her onto her brother’s chest where her hand was barely moving.

Rachel (panting): ‘Kor! Not fair!’
Brother: ‘Just take your time. Don’t rush.’

She spent the next few minutes to rest and jerked him while at it, experiencing the rapid rises of his chest. After five minutes, he gave her back a pat.

Aiming his rod higher into the air, she kept her rhythm high and it worked like magic on his enlarging cock. A sudden thrust of his hips sent cum spraying into the air and landed inches from her face. Just load just kept oozing out until another pat on her back came, signalling the end of it.

Rachel: ‘Kor.. so much!’

She got up and played with his cum for a while, until he threw his bath towel at her.

Brother: ‘Don’t play anymore. Let’s go out for a movie later?’
Rachel: ‘Okay! I ask my besties along!’

He rolled around in his bed for a while more before getting dressed, to head out with his gorgeous sister wearing a mini, red sundress.

Wet Shavings

Sister: ‘Wei. Be careful hor.’
Me: ‘Don’t worry la. Having someone to shave is better than doing it yourself lo.’
Sister: ‘You also shave ah?’
Me: ‘Yeah. Keep clean ma.’
Sister: ‘Okok. Focus!’

I dragged the shaving blade across her groin for the umpteen time and her labia moved a little to tuck itself in, clearly worried about me. It took me another few minutes before I got her down to a baby smooth skin, even conquering the area close to her raw clit.

Me: ‘Hold the mirror.’

I proceeded to shift her delicate folds left and right to show her my work, and even lifted her puffy sides up.

Sister: ‘Woah. It’s really smooth leh.’

Her two hands ran down the sides of her slit and touched her exposed flesh, completely satisfied with the outcome. Once she started to stroke her clit, I got up and went to wash the razor, only to be stopped by her.

Sister: ‘Kor.. can help me apply aftershave?’
Me: ‘I don’t have any leh. Is it itchy?’

Right there, she raised her hand and showed me the webbings connecting her index and middle fingers, enlightening me in a single picture. I sat on the cold bathroom floor and aimed the shower head at where needed to be washed, brushing away the short bits sticking on her skin. After that, I gave her soggy, wet opening a few swipes before poking my finger into her, to have a thick, warm gel lubricating my entry.

The happy ‘customer’ of my service leaned against the wall next to the toilet and opened her legs wider, giving me ample space to finger her as she rubbed her own clit. There was no strong feelings at that point, treating it like a massage after shaving. The scene was like, the Malay uncle giving you a back massage after your haircut and beard-grooming, except this was more sensual.

After some time, like how nature intended, the gradual tightening of her pussy came with an orgasm she moaned out loud in the enclosed bathroom, making my boner harder under my wet sports shorts. As much as I wanted to bone her, sex was too much to think of in my state of tiredness.

Me: ‘Don’t you even feel wrong to ask your own brother to finger you?’
Sister (moaning): ‘No ah. Later I help you lor.’
Me: ‘Haha. No need no need. You save that for your boyfriend.’
Sister: ‘Boyfriend? Haven’t found one yet?’

After two orgasms, I retracted my hand and smeared her Durex lubricant-level juices around her shaved area, coating it securely where it looked reddish. She was finally done and I let her take her shower alone, while I went into my bedroom to rest for the night.

Just after I got comfortable lying naked waist down (due to my wet shorts), my door opened to a silhouette of my sister in a towel, clothes hugged in her arms. She stealthily closed my door and creeped up to my side, and climbed into bed with me.

Me (whispering): ‘Eh. I need to sleep now.’
Sister (whispering): ‘It won’t take long la.’
Me (whispering): ‘What do you want now?’

She was sitting by my side when the blanket was removed, revealing my dying erection since earlier. Our parents had long gone to bed and let us sleep at our own time, fully aware that youngsters nowadays spend a lot of time on their computers. For clarification, the Jhae-shave happened in the common toilet where it was furthest away from their bedroom.

I felt my cock cooled down in her washed hand, foreskin yanked downwards to let my sensitive area breath. A soft, spitting noise notified me that her saliva would be used, and groans forced their way out of my mouth the moment she started pumping. From the brightly-lit, charging-LED lights in the background, I could tell her knees were up but slightly spread, cold feet in contact with hairy calf.

My cock never felt bigger than this, having a young, juvenile hand wrapped around it and stroking it with care. Her erratic body movements joined me as I began shivering, drowning in the pleasure that was pulsating through my body. To think back, I was totally relaxed and did nothing more than holding her busy hand (at certain times), ready to let her complete my spiritual journey through my pee hole.

Me (groaning softly): ‘Mei! Keep going like this. I’m going to shoot!’

The tiny change in speed did not affect my intensifying mood much, but she had a bigger concern.

Sister (moaning softly): ‘Wait.. where are you shooting?’
Me (whispering): ‘Just stop once I tell you. I can clean myself up after that.’

She wriggled her butt a little and her fidgeting got more obvious, assuming she was masturbating faster too. Within a minute, my mind went blank and I muttered the only words that mattered.

Me (whispering): ‘Mei!’

She squeezed her fingers tighter and jerked even faster! My cock had past its safety mark and there was no stopping of the cum that shot into the air, landing on her cupped hand that was still moving. The liquid pleasure just kept oozing and all of a sudden, her head went over my dick.

Me (trembling voice): ‘Mei! Ahh!’

Her lips were grinding at the deadly (and usually hidden) ring of mind-blowing sensitivity, forcing my cock to deliver another few squirts. A loud slurping sound came and the cum around her fingers were sucked up, giving me a tingle of weakness as she lifted her head away.

Mei: ‘Ghor! ..Shho machu.. !’

She removed her towel around her chest and thoroughly wiped me down, before going out of the room. I could not move after that life-draining activity and was in a daze, until she returned in the short nightie she sleep in.

*Muacks*

Mei: ‘Goodnight kor. You’re slightly sweet!’

Her prance out of my room was in a much energetic one, and her door shut in the silence of the entire household now-sleeping. For the next ten minutes before I fell asleep, light, non-mind wrecking thoughts surfaced in my head. Tt wasn’t how the whole thing started that bothered me, nor was the righteousness of our act. It was the new definition of love, between siblings, beyond our daily, subtle acts of love. The bond we had translated into a strong feeling represented by orgasms we cannot deny. That was what my mind was soaking in.

Me (Whatsapp): ‘I love you mei.’
Mei (Whatsapp): ‘You just made me stop masturbating to reply you. ;( Love you too!’

Some Help Offered

When I went up the upper deck on my bus home, I didn’t expect it to be that empty judging from what I saw when the bus approached. Except for the very young girl seated directly behind the top of the stair, there was no one else. The first thing that caught my eye was the sudden movement she made to pull her collar up, despite carrying a baby in her arms.

After I took my seat, the clarity of her age, and the baby’s size, made me wonder – what that single mum must have went through to bring him (I assumed) up. A few stops later, more passengers boarded and one of the guys in a group sat next to her. Well, a single lady who looked pleasing certainly was a ‘score’ for any guys to show off to their friends. Instead of sitting still, she got up and went to the back, right behind where I sat.

Girl (whispering): ‘I’m afraid of them. Just pretend you know me k?’
Me: ‘Sure.’

I only had to endure their hostile looks for a while before they went back to talking among themselves, ignoring our presence quickly. Finally, I couldn’t contain my curiosity and turned towards her, where the baby was sleeping soundly against her boobs.

Me: ‘He’s yours?’
Girl: ‘Haha. She’s a girl la. And she’s mine.. my baby sister.’
Me: ‘Then what were you doing when I came up?’
Girl: ‘Umm.. nothing? I was just carrying her ah.’
Me: ‘Oh. Maybe I think too much. Haha. Pai seh.’
Girl: ‘You want to sit next to me? The guys are still looking.’

I immediately took the seat next to her and the dress she wore caught my genuine attention. A grey dress, with a round neck slightly too deep and wide flaring bottoms that kept a lot of her thighs exposed. It was no wonder why the guys were thinking of hitting on her.

Girl: ‘Help me take my bag up can? My arms are going numb.’

From between our butts, I wrestled her bag out and she slouched lower, letting her baby girl roll towards her abdomen to sleep.

Girl (whispering): ‘I’m Denise. You?’
Me: ‘J.’
Denise: ‘It’s funny how we are from the same mother, but different fathers.’
Me: ‘Well, shit happens.’
Denise: ‘Haha. So you are not the judgemental kind huh?’

She laid against my shoulder and expanded her collar again, to let her sister ‘suckle’ that milkless, small breast. Her other hand went on top of her other covered nipple and fondled it, while keeping her loud breathing sounds to a minimum.

Me: ‘Ah.. so this is what happened earlier.’

I cupped my palm over her raised knee and slowly went down her leg, reaching a source of warmness between her legs. The moment my finger touched her pantyless crouch, she pushed her sister’s mouth harder against her boob and let time help her to relax.

She got wet as fast as I could remember but did not stop me from sticking my finger into her pussy, spreading her legs wider as she accepted all of me. Thrusting and wriggling in and out of her, she soon stopped touching herself and grabbed onto the headrest in front of our seats.

Denise: ‘We’re alighting after two stops.’

The break came eventually and I held the baby while she adjusted her clothes, just in time to get off the bus. Helping the tired girl back to her place, a well-maintained home reassured me about the fact her mum had two kids from two partners.

Denise: ‘Put her in that room first. I’ll get some water for you.’

When she returned to the room, she had changed into an oversized t-shirt and we laid in her bed, sandwiching her sister between us.

Denise: ‘I don’t know how to take care of her once school starts.’
Me: ‘Secondary?’
Denise: ‘Two.’

Wow. For someone her age, she sure knew how to dress and make up, attracting guys though for the wrong attention. Appropriate but a little too old for her age, that was what I thought. After lifting her shirt up again, she climbed over to my side and let me spoon her, while her sister was back to doing what she did in the bus. Trembling waist and putting my arm around her, I knew she wanted more.

Going down her belly to her bare pussy, her clit was in the mercy of my charged up fingers, driving gentle moans out of her. All of a sudden, she turned around, and I slipped lower towards the end of the bed to take over the licking, executing the tease much better than a clueless baby.

Five minutes of uncontrollable shivering later, she jumped up and climbed over my head, undoing my pants as I gave her trimmed clit a good taste. Slow, clumsy movements only removed my underwear a long time later, and she just laid next to my dick watching it in procrastination.

Me: ‘Hey. Let’s just cuddle.’
Denise: ‘I’m not worried about licking it. I was just thinking.. (whispering) if it would fit me.’

Despite saying that, she returned to my arms and we hugged for a long while, taking in the bodily scent of each other. Finally, she rolled on her back and impatiently hoist me over her body.

Denise (whispering sexily): ‘Try putting it in.’
Me (whispering): ‘Are you crazy?’
Denise: ‘I already am.’

For the first time, she caressed my shaft under her groin and pointed it at her opening, using the heels of her feet to pull me closer. The little shake of my head only expressed my disapproval of her ‘adventures’, but my body did not register that at all.

Very slowly, my penis split her small hole apart for the entry and she was just busy watching my cock disappear. Although she groaned a few times, her legs never stopped rushing me. Inches by inches, I ripped the sticky walls of her vagina open and orgasmic glares from her told me how good it felt. After all, I’d be on the floor if she didn’t feel good right?

The pressure around my shaft was crazy, seeing that I was in a body so young that wasn’t ready for sex at all. But the warmth, and the desperate move to lubricate my entry, somehow told me that she wanted it before her body was old enough.

Thrusts came after the brief ‘endorsement’ period and I did not remember stopping from then. Deep, powerful strokes jerked her body violently while her mouth screamed silently, with some hoarse throat noises. Her breasts grew fuller as I pounded fiercely, tearing her tight hole apart everytime I pulled out.

Space was non-existent in her stretched-out vaginal walls, orgasms came quickly within minutes to push her closer to unconsciousness. One after another, her mind grew weaker and I was getting close to ejaculation.

Me (groaning): ‘I’m gonna cum in a bit.’
Denise (moaning): ‘Let try doggie!’

What? Without a condom? I know that thought should have came when I penetrated her. But it was the end that scared me. I popped out of her and she went on her fours on top of her sister, who was accustomed to taking those nipples between her toothless jaws when she sees them.

Doing a double attack on the dutiful daughter, my mind went berserk in the new position that managed to hit all my right spots. Her head was down on the bed kissing her sister’s forehead as I hammered, slapping noises imminent from the forced entry.

Voice (shouting): ‘Ger! I brought a friend home! I’ll be in my room!’

The unexpected news froze us midway and she summoned an ‘OK’ at the same volume, before she rocked backwards on my cock. I got her message and resumed the rampage, fucking her till I was ready to blow.

Once I pulled out, she knew I was about to cum and slumped on the bed on her ass.

Denise (whispering): ‘My mouth can?’

I nodded in agreement to unload nowhere else and she sat up at my hip level. Holding my hips with both hands, she sucked me off until I tapped the back of her head. The huge load came no matter if she was ready and the vacuum remained constant in her mouth as I came. Feeling her throat moving, she had swallowed each squirt as they came and a loving fondle of my balls truly cleared my pent up hormones.

The breathlessness we were in marked a mutual satisfaction, and we didn’t spend too much time lying around. I got dressed in the fastest pace and she led me out (passing by the moans-filled master bedroom’, slamming the door loudly to let her mum know her departure. Just two steps later, she dragged me by my hand back into her house with my confused look.

Denise (shouting): ‘Mummy! My friend is visiting me!’

The loud noises took some time to disappear and her hot mum came out with a messy head of hair, acknowledging my appearance. A man exited the room shortly after and gave her mum an obviously superficial kiss on her cheeks, before leading her to the doorway. Something was exchanged between them and the rest of the evening was just information digging about me.

By the time I left the place (with Denise sending me to my bus stop), I had become their occasional babysitter during Denise’s school days, while her mum continued to do God-knows-what outside. On the lighter note, the times spent with Denise after her school ended was – intense, to put it simply. We had unknowingly became her sister’s ‘parents’ who had sex right where she slept.

Was it some kind of grooming we are accidentally doing here?

Domestic Pleasure

Nina: ‘Sir, wake up. You are going to be late.’

Recalling that I had told my maid I had no work that morning, I pulled my blanket tighter hoping she would remember what I told her last night. The 25 year old maid has been with us since three years ago and she had formed an especially close bond with me, while my parents were strict with their demands regarding her chores.

Seeing that I wasn’t budging, she pulled my blanket away forcefully to expose my boxers-clad self, bearing a hard on just like every morning when I wake.

*Knock knock*

Nina finally left my room after someone knocked on our door and she went to open it.

Nina (whispering): ‘My sir is still home. Why you come so early?’

Hearing that sentence, I jumped out of my bed and went to my bedroom door, peeping from the corner at a Bangladeshi guy holding a plastic bag of styrofoam boxes, presumingly food for my maid and him.

Me: ‘Nina? Is he your boyfriend?’
Nina (whispering): ‘Go away!’

He dashed out of my sight as I bravely walked into the living room, scaring the bejesus out of her while she turned around.

Nina: ‘Not my boyfriend sir. Just a friend.’
Me: ‘Are you sure?’
Nina: ‘Yes la. Can don’t tell mam about this? She will kick me out if she knows.’

My quietness frightened her a little as I made my way into the kitchen to my cup of Milo, though I was totally cool about her having a boyfriend in this foreign land. Coming from the Phillipines, her friendly and outgoing nature made me open up to her within hours of her arrival under our employment, let alone those workers with raging hormones.

Quietly walking up to me, she waited till I placed my cup into the sink before wrapping her arms around my waist for the first time. Grabbing my erection tightly, she was stroking me through my boxers to win my heart, in an attempt to silence me about her outside relationship. Well, I was only a year older than her.

Nina: ‘Sir, promise me you won’t tell mam?’
Me: ‘So who is he?’
Nina (whispering): ‘My boyfriend.’
Me: ‘And you are cheating on him so soon?’

She lowered my boxers and pumped my raw dick gently, hardness my morning wood with her delicate hand.

Nina: ‘I just needed to vent. I have been here for so long, and never had a man to please me.’
Me: ‘I actually fine with you having a boyfriend here. Just don’t let mam catch you.’
Nina: ‘Really? Don’t lie to me. If I have you, then I don’t need him right?’

I patted the back of her hand assuring her of my approval and she turned me around, to lean against the tiled kitchen counter. Watching her squat down obediently, she brought her nose to my rod and took a whiff, closing her eyes like it was some kind of yummy sausage.

Nina: ‘I’d rather have this.’

Her lips parted and her tongue appeared, licking the dry area wet then devouring it between her teeth. She worked diligently up and down my shaft, lubricating it at the same time pushing me over the edge. Groans filled the kitchen shortly after and I reached my hand into her loose collar, massaging those braless tits that were small enough to fill my palm.

Me: ‘Shall we go into my room? You need to make the bed later right?’
Nina: ‘Don’t be dirty. Let me shower you first.’

We went into the toilet four steps away and she rinsed my naked body with care, soaping me thoroughly and paid extra attention to my groin. Once I was nicely washed, she threw a towel around my waist and then, we went into my room.

There was no hurry when she placed me comfortably on my pillow, resuming her blowjob that made me weak in my knees.

Me: ‘I told you yesterday I am not working right?’
Nina (panting): ‘Sorry sir. I will remember next time.’

After five minutes of tireless sucking, it was her turn to lie in my bed and she got naked faster than expected. Her nipples went into my mouth along with moans, letting me taste those delicious tits on her fair complexion I had never seen under her conservative attires.

When my fingers reached her pussy, she was already wet, providing ample lube for me to poke into. Shaved she was, probably for the man earlier. Too bad for him, I was making her moan loudly as she blindly stroked my dick, pumping furiously to get my ready.

Nina: ‘Will you be fucking me?’
Me: ‘Or what? Let him fuck my helper?’

She smiled widely upon hearing that and I shifted myself to lie beside her, reaching for the condom in the drawer next to my bed. She couldn’t wait ten seconds for me to get it and leaned over my groin again, slurping hungrily as I tore the wrapper open. After another minute of mind-blowing oral, the rubber went on and she laid shyly on my, or our, warm bed.

Starting with missionary, I slammed my dick into her without a care and she dug her nails into my back, receiving the huge impact that split her tight vaginal walls apart. Rapid hip thrusts were then launched at her and never for a moment did she stop asking me to fuck her harder.

That firm thighs of hers provided cushioning for my hard pounding, and changing to doggie style, I experienced her toned ass that repelled me with every forward thrusts.

Nina (moaning): ‘Sir! You are making me cum again!’

She clenched her fists around my pillow as juices poured in a single stream onto my bedsheets, pussy contracting around my solid hard on. Within another few minutes of humping, I was nearing my own orgasm and had to pull out of her, for a break or however she wanted it to end.

Nina: ‘Sir.. shooting soon?’
Me: ‘Yeah. How should we finish it?’
Nina: ‘Wait a while.’

She crawled over the bed (with me inside her) and to her pile of clothes on the floor, picking up a pair of panties she was wearing earlier. Requesting me to lie on my back, she rode me reverse-cowgirl while soaking up her juices with that underwear, being extra careful not to make me cum before it was completely wet.

Once it had changed colours due to the moisture, she climbed off me and laid in my arms, taking off the condom and wrapping the warm, damp panties around my cock. Fully aware of what she was planning, I let her jerk me off and she let me massage her clit till we were totally high.

Me: ‘I’m cumming!’

She tightened her grip and moved even faster, watching my orgasmic face falling into her mercy with a scheming grin. Thick, warm cum puffed up the panties in her hand and she slowed down at a soothing pace, until I sank into bed exhausting and panting.

Nina: ‘Let me clean you up. Don’t move.’

She sat up cross-legged and folded her panties with my cum inwards, before stepping out of the bed and taking my soiled cock into her mouth. Licking more than she sucked, my rod was glimmering in her saliva when done. She left the room shortly after and returned with a sarong around her chest.

Nina: ‘Sir, I will go do my work now.’

I was left to my own and it didn’t take too long before moaning noises came from the living room. Just as I thought she was done with her boyfriend, was it really over? Walking out in nudity, she had her soaked underwear at her nose and was in the heat of masturbating. All the while a dark figure watching at the windows.

Me: ‘Still not satisfied?’
Nina: ‘A bit more sir.’

I went over to the door and opened the gates, speaking loudly into the corridor.

Me: ‘You can come in. But go away once you’re done.’

I took the single armchair next to Nina and the skinny, dark-skinned guy came in, even giving me an unneeded handshake. The duo was quick to get started and the clueless idiot even had to ‘borrow’ a condom from me. Watching the sex-starved guy pound her so mercilessly, I was sure he did a better job than me. The ass slapping, the names calling, even the boobs grabbing seemed so painfully pleasant.

That night, after my parents went to bed, she came into my room to hug me while I was still on the computer, wearing a thin shirt and nothing else. The handjob she gave was my last straw of the day, getting me to fall asleep with a deserving fap. As for my morning call (after my parents went to work), it happened an hour before I needed to wake up, and the bed creaking activity worked wonderfully well to sober me up for the rest of the day.

Tiny Cindy

Cindy: ‘Vincent kor kor, are you going to swim?’
Vincent: ‘I just went in the morning lor. I’m going to sleep. You guys go ahead.’

His friend’s daughter said nothing else and the door shut on him, leaving him to face plant the soft pillow for his nap. The past two days have been tiring as he spent his time at the chalet jogging, or swim if the weather got too hot. The alumni gathering was more for the adults to unwind, and the kids to make friends with the gang their dads’ hung out with.

Just as Vincent lost consciousness about his surrounding, a pair of boobs pressed onto his back under the sheets, forcing him to turn around in shock. Cindy, the oldest among the youngsters at fifteen years old, was flipped onto her back in the white bikini she wore.

Vincent: ‘What are you doing? Didn’t you join them?’
Cindy: ‘But I want to stay with you. I don’t like how the other uncles look at me.’
Vincent: ‘Don’t worry la. They won’t do anything to you. Just humsup a bit only.’
Cindy: ‘Don’t want. I told my dad I’m not feeling well. You will take care of me right?’

Her hand massaging her neck suddenly pulled apart the knot to her top, and it fell onto her waist so tiny that Vincent believed his fingers could touch around her. Not waiting for him to react, she stuck her hand into his shorts and grabbed the meatstick, almost five inches unerected. Vincent actually pulled her hand away and shoved her back down to the bed, only to see her stripping her bottoms away.

Moving to the corner of the bed, he could not bring himself to even watch what she did, until moans came along calling his name.

Cindy (moaning): ‘Kor kor.. please?’

An unwilling look appeared on his face as he fought the temptation, knowing that he was safe in the room only he had the access card to. Cindy sat closer to him and held his hand in the most gentle fashion, bringing him to where her legs were parted.

Instinctively, he started moving around on her clit, making her moan even louder as her abs squeezed itself. Soon, he found himself lying next to her, masturbating for her while she wrapped her small hand around his member. His eyes were on his groin, admiring how her thin fingers failed to reach around his girth. It made him felt big.

As the side-by-side massage got intense, he poked his middle finger into Cindy and she grabbed his forearm tight, releasing at the same pace as his increasing thrusts. By then, she was wetting the sheets and he was as hard as steel, standing tall at 8 inches without any guilt holding him back.

Cindy (whispering): ‘Do you wanna fuck me?’
Vincent: ‘It won’t fit you. Don’t be silly. It’s gonna hurt a lot.’
Cindy: ‘How would you know?’

She stopped playing with his dick and adjusted the pillows to make herself more comfortable. Spreading her legs to do a horizontal split, Vincent recalled how proud his buddy was with his gymnastic daughter. Perhaps, just perhaps, it wouldn’t hurt her that much.

He went on his knees under her teenage hips and parked his mushroom head at her pussy, hands pushed against the bed by her ribs. Very slowly, he dipped his cock in and she breathed slowly, receiving inches of his dick in rhythmic thrusts.

Over a minute passed and it was then he could not see any of his shaft, fully buried in a girl over a decade younger than him. He could feel her pelvic bones, wrapped in a thin layer of flesh where her vagina wrapped him up in. As for Cindy, her eyes were barely normal whenever there was movements inside, and sentences were never completed in a single breath.

Cindy (panting): ‘Try.. fucking.. me.. ‘

Vincent grabbed both her ankles and brought them behind his back, giving her a break from the agonising split to accommodate his size. After all, he was already in right? The gradual tension built up in his loin but it never backed down from the tight-fitting pussy.

As he began thrusting, each strokes forced her pelvic muscles to widen and close, pushing her straight into orgasm with that perfect seal on his textured dick. Her groans never stopped coming once he started, ramming his full length into the petite school girl. Her pussy was stretched to its limits but it held up well, bombarding her with climaxes her breaking mind could not get enough of.

It didn’t take them more than ten minutes to have over five orgasms, and Cindy was near-unconscious when Vincent felt his urge coming. Not needed to say anything, he went all out after her fifth climax and abruptly pull out before shot. Cindy suddenly went into a fit when her body could not stop shaking, and all Vincent could do was to let her body did what was needed – to ride it all out.

She spent almost two minutes thrashing violently around, suddenly lying motionless but alive by moving her hands.

Cindy (weakly): ‘Shoot in my mouth. I want to taste kor kor for a bit.’

The worried guy felt better when he heard her, and went to her mouth to jerk himself off. A couple minutes of assisted handjob later, he placed his tip at her lips and she opened wide, to receive his huge load that was nothing less than a mouthful. She swallowed all of it and let him wear her bikini back, before he tucked her in into his queen sized bed.

Taking the pull-out mattress next to her, he went back to sleep and it wasn’t until dinner time did his friends woke him up with excited knocks.

Friend (shouting): ‘Dinner time! Vincent! Wake up leh! Wake Cindy up too!’

He woke up feeling refreshed like never before and walked Cindy out, where she cooked for all the people there and appeared to enjoy the staring eyes on her bikini-clad top.

Friend: ‘Ready to go? Cindy said you can help her in English ah? Her England damn bad man.’
Vincent: ‘Huh? My Engrish as good as you leh.’
Friend: ‘Don’t act la. You always score high in Ms. Lim’s classes. Can help me teach her?’

On the ride home in his friend’s car, Cindy’s hand never left Vincent’s arm as she made suggestive motions behind her dad, somewhat happy that he had agreed to tutor her in English. Would any tuition really happen? Or would it be him pounding that small girl senseless whenever there was no one home?

Third Passenger

Moving to the backseats, Keith and Stephanie locked their lips in the most intense French kiss ever, unleashing their desires after two weeks of separation. As he roamed his hands under her crop top, she turned her attention to his shorts, unbuttoning it at the same time he unhooked her bra. She slid her hand gracefully up and down his smooth shaft and he placed his hands at her hips, undoing those pesky buttons and about to pull her shorts down.

Stephanie: ‘You sure it’s safe here?’
Keith: ‘Yeah. I’ll protect you.’

She lifted her ass up and he tugged them to her knees, flipping up the glovebox behind the gearstick to reveal a translucent wrap dress. The moment she caught sight of it, she knew she could get even more clothes off. He helped her removed her top while she straightened the long shawl out, to wrap it around her chest and then tie a knot behind her neck.

Stephanie: ‘Do I look pretty?’
Keith (whispering): ‘You always are.’

He pushed her shoulders against the backrest and wriggled his hand under the loose top, carefully vibrating his fingertip at her clit while she stroked his cock faster. Quickly pouring a small glob of lubricant into her palm, the handjob suddenly become so much more kinky, as the scent of cherry filled up the car.

Keith: ‘Put this on.’

She stared at the blindfold puzzled but did not resist when he pulled the elastic band over her head. Shrouded in darkness, she let him guide her lips and hand, as orgasms started shaking her body up.

Keith: ‘I’m going to invite a buddy in next to you, but he is not going to touch you anywhere. I’ll be here right next to you k?’

Hips rising and falling in ecstacy, she only gave him an impatient nod and moved towards the centre of the wide backseats. The car door opened and shut to let a guy in, and her moans immediately turned softer.

Keith (whispering): ‘Give me your other hand.’

She opened her clean palm in his direction and a small amount of cold lube dripped into her hand. With her wrist held by Keith, he brought her to where the stranger was seated, and slid her hand under his shaft. Upon contact with the warm, throbbing rod, she wrapped her fingers around him and began to jerk, at the same rhythm as she was playing with Keith’s.

He opened her legs wider and without telling her, he handed him her favourite dildo to put it into her. The instant she felt her toy pierce into her desperate hole, she let go off her psychological restraints and groaned loudly. Feeling the soft yet stiff toy repeated pleasuring her pussy, her hand moved even faster to the shock of the stranger.

Keith had kept his fingers on her clit, while his buddy thrust the toy deep and fast into her. Within a couple of minutes, a small squirt wetted his hand and pushed him over his limits.

He suddenly grabbed her hand as she pumped even faster, subconsciously feeling his orgasm nearing. Abruptly steering away from the plan, he opened the car door and transfer her hand around his back, returning her to his exploding cock. Now exposed to the warmer air from outside, she sat closer to the door and went at her fastest speed, till powerful waves travelled up his shaft while cum sprayed from the tip of his cock.

Stephanie quickly let go before he was done out of fear, not wanting to come in contact with semen that does not belong to her guy. The stranger sensibly got out of the car and closed the door lightly, sitting on the curb behind the car while Stephanie returned to the safe haven of her boyfriend.

He pulled her blindfold off after the participant left and handed her a piece of wet tissue to clean her hands.

Stephanie: ‘He is quite big you know?’
Keith: ‘But there’s only one cock that is going inside you!’

He forcefully pulled her legs towards his side and she fell on her back, lying down comfortably in the fogged up car. Keith spent no more time on playing and pounced on his baby girl, shoving his rock hard cock deep into her pussy. Energised by his girl’s daringness, his hips moved faster than usual, ramming her pussy full of his cock that she could not stop moaning to. Her pussy was especially wet at his extra dominating spirit and juicy, slurping noises kept coming.

After a while of missionary, they switched to doggy-style and he really fucked her brains out, making her weak despite how short of breath she was. The end of the session came pretty soon after she climaxed, tightening her pussy so much that he collapsed onto her back when he came, filling her up at a shallow depth and then slowly shrinking out of her.

The short period when she gave the other guy a handjob felt like a long time away from Keith, and the cosy, after-sex cuddle couldn’t seem to remove those thoughts of the surprise visitor out of her head. Only when he got big again, and allowed her to feed off his penis, did her heart get reassured, that this very cock would be the one fucking her for the rest her life.

Keith: ‘Will you try same room sex?’
Stephanie (whispering): ‘I’m fine with giving strangers handjob though.’

Her wink made his cock twitch when she offered more than what his mind wanted, and she spent the rest of the ride home moaning to his fingers thrusting in and out of her pussy, lubricated by an erotic mix of cum, and her organic fluid.