Team Rocking

Tour Guide: ‘Sir, I am sorry but there isn’t any more single rooms. Can you share a room with another person?’
Me: ‘Yeah sure.’

She handed me a key card for the top most floor and I made my way over with my only luggage, a backpack that seemed too small for a three days stay. I knocked twice before I entered the room, and on one bed there was a hard case luggage opened in a mess.

Me (shouting): ‘Hi! I’m your room mate for these two nights.’
Girl: ‘Okay! There’s only one bed left.’

Pleasantly surprised by the arrangement, I couldn’t wait to see who she was. If I had remembered correctly, the free-and-easy tour mostly consisted of middle age couples. Sitting patiently for her to come out of the bathroom, the WiFi was barely working to keep me entertained.

Girl: ‘I’m done now.’

The thick head of light brown hair certainly made me froze for a second. She wasn’t from my tour group at all. We did a quick introduction before I went to take my shower, wasting the luxurious bathtub with just a simple rinse. Only after I dried myself, did I realise I only brought one pair of sleeping shorts comfortable enough for me to sleep in.

Me: ‘Do you mind if I wore a pair of really short shorts around?’
Alicia: ‘Oh come on. I’m sleeping in a see through nightie.’

The first informal exchange of words showed me how cool she was and I promptly made myself comfortable in bed, sharing our photos taken from our respective itineraries.

Alicia (excitedly): ‘Oh my god. Your photos, there are all so artistic. I wouldn’t be able to tell if you are just a tourist here.’
Me: ‘With practice I guess. You’ve got lots of selfies. So you’re travelling alone too?’
Alicia: ‘Yeah. I call it my spirit tour.’

She joined me under my blanket to ask me if I would sneak out with her later, to take a few nicer photos for her. We rang the room service for beers and started popping cans, getting more chatty about our own countries. Apparently, Russian girls have little worries about getting to friendly with strangers, and that made them appealing.

It wasn’t long before I felt her hand getting comfortable resting on my thigh, laughing in our own little world with local jokes. Lights began to go off as we got more tired, and she didn’t even bother returning to her bed.

Alicia: ‘It’s fun to make a friend like you on a tour. There I was, so worried about not being able to explore places away from the group. And then here I am, so close to them yet so far away.’
Me: ‘I’m sure no one else is having so much fun right now.’

Her fingers slid into my thigh gap and slithered around my manhood, as if she had been focusing on our easiness with each other. My belly sunk in as she wriggled my growing cock out of the waistband, and my hand was playfully pulling her panties off too.

Me (whispering): ‘Are we making a mark in two different countries by being in the third?’
Alicia (whispering): ‘You sure know how to make it seem alright to do this.’

She pushed me onto the bed and stripped my shorts completely off, crawling over my body like a baby tiger. My cock went between her legs and under her pussy, rubbed by the grinding motion of her hips. She kept my dick pressed on her groin with her fingers and emitted moans that weakened my mind without a fight.

Alicia: ‘Have you ever felt a white girl’s pussy?’
Me: ‘I’m about to right?’
Alicia: ‘But first.. let me see if you taste any different from the guys in my country.’

Hearing what she said, I could only hope that she meant ‘the guys in her life’ and not every guy in her country. Her thin satin nightie dragged across my body till she came eyes to eye with my dick, still being caressed in her delicate hand.

Her light pink lips opened and my mind sent a jolt of electricity when she lowered her jaws down my shaft. Her warm tongue tamed my rod along with my mind instantly, and every stroke only increased my desperation level bit by bit. Although she did not stay down for long, the final lick under my shaft left with me much to miss when she returned to my eye level.

Alicia (whispering): ‘Pass.’

I wrapped my arms around her back slowly and pulled her onto my chest, rolling over and readjusting our position in the narrow single bed. Standing slightly taller than me, we were on equal playing field in bed. My hips angled downwards at her pussy and she displayed a familiar expression of innocence when I entered her.

Alicia: ‘Do you always watch your girl so intensely when you enter?’
Me: ‘Gotta make sure she isn’t in pain right?’

She bit her lips and that got me started fucking. Making long sliding strokes along her vagina, the initial relaxed state came to an end when I sensed her tightening around me. Bearing no thoughts to excess pleasure, I maintained my deep, hard thrusts at her, to hear her moan louder in the contained room.

She initiated to switch to doggy after two orgasms sent her screaming, and I knew I had decided to blow my load in whatever position we were doing next. When I shoved my dick into her without warning, the unexpected CFM look dawned on her face. I grabbed her ass hard as I went on a rampage pounding her aloud, only to make her orgasm non-stop.

Her sensitive body was easy to manipulate with my hands on her boobs, if not on her waist to balance my violent hip thrusts. Her voice never stopped moaning since we started, worrying me a little about disturbing our neighbours.

Alicia (moaning): ‘You’re getting bigger inside me! Just shoot it all into me k? I’m on the pill just for this holiday.’

My sane mind switched to beast mode and my body unleashed the force of the last 20 strokes, banging her ass so hard the whole bed jerked. She had to bury her face to silence her screams especially when I pulled out further, only to fuck her deeper.

Me (panting): ‘It’s cumming!’

I turned her body so I could stand on my feet for the ultimatum, slamming our hips together in the most intense moment. After half a minute, my body started buckling under her surprise squirt, applying immense pressure on my baffing dick. Waves after waves, my legs weakened as cum were forced into her pussy. I could feel the end of her vagina when I came, meaning that my cum quickly overflowed her pussy.

As she struggled to crawl away from me, I gave up holding her down and stumbled to her bed. Breathless, the perspiration on Alicia turned her into the most sexy woman alive for that moment. Her DSLR went to my eyes and a few shutter clicks captured her satisfied expression.

Me: ‘Bubble bath?’

We took a long time to get into the tub and she emptied a sachet of powder once the water reached our chests. The unknown substance was absorbed through our whole body and we were fucking again, in a high and trance-like state.

From the bathtub to the mirror, to the full length windows and back to our beds, the bath we took was literally unneeded. When we were totally worn out from countless rounds of sex (I counted about 4), we could no longer fulfil her plan to sneak out of the hotel.

The next time we woke up, the sun was up but it was only 5a.m. Given how early and awake we were, there was nothing else to do except that. Yes, we fucked again, but without the drug or uncertainty.

It was just my morning wood, bathing in her morning dew.

Childhood Neighbours

Ginny: ‘Tony kor kor, going out?’
Tony: ‘Yeah. Sheng Shiong. You?’
Ginny: ‘Same! Going to buy bread and eggs.’

They locked their doors and went into the lift together, attracting him with her oversized basketball jersey (singlet style) that has her school logo on it. He had pretty much watched the poly student grew up since primary school, though never attended the same school. He was already working when she pursued her diploma, but nevertheless amazed by her growth.

Tony: ‘Ok. Here is your maggi mee. Anything else?’
Ginny: ‘I think that’s all. What are you cooking with those?’
Tony: ‘Satay? Haha. I feel like eating them tonight.’

For a Thursday morning, the supermarket was quiet save for the elderly folks, buying their newspapers and groceries. He had caught a glimpse of her laced bra when she tried to reach for the higher racks, and managed to look down her sleeve to her ample breasts.

After they paid for their purchase, he stopped at a stone table long their way for a smoke. Her eyes just opened wide when she saw him lit the stick, unaware that he took up that habit.

Ginny: ‘I didn’t know you smoke.’
Tony: ‘I don’t smoke around my house ah.’
Ginny: ‘Can I try?’
Tony (hesitantly): ‘You sure?’
Ginny: ‘Uh huh.’

He clamped the filter end of the cigarette harder and brought it over to her lips, where he felt her soft lips for two seconds. In just one try, she had inhaled much of the nicotine filled gas and her feet shuffled to her closing eyes.

Ginny (amazed): ‘Woah.. this is good.’

He sighed a laugh and took turns burning up the stick, before he felt her hands holding him for balance. Losing his foothold to the sudden of her weight leaning against him, he helped her to a nearby flight of steps and sat her down.

Tony: ‘You okay? Hey?’
Ginny: ‘I’m really dizzy now. Let’s move higher in case someone we know sees us.’

He kept his arm around her waist up two more flights before she collapsed on her ass, combing her hair back in recovery.

Ginny: ‘You think you can spare me a stick?’
Tony: ‘Don’t la. You can’t even handle the first few puff le.’
Ginny: ‘C’mon.. ‘

She grasped at his pocket and he gave in without second thoughts, even lighting the open end for her. As she inhaled her virgin stick on her own, her head knocked loudly against the metal railing with peeling paint. By then, he had seen her white laced panties in full glory whilst standing in front of her but did not spend anymore time watching. Joining her on the step, his bold act to place his hand on her thigh met no resistance.

Stroking her inner thigh sensually, her expression remained in a trance while her legs parted. Finally coming into contact with her panties, he used his joined fingertip to massage her groin. Slowly, deep breaths turned into audible moans and he helped himself to her hand, guiding her weary arm over his bulge.

Ginny (whispering): ‘So this is what you have been planning?’
Tony: ‘No. But you are enjoying it no?’

He stretched his elastic waistband downwards and let her manicured fingers touch his dick, while reaching into her panties. The perfectly smooth pussy felt super erotic under his touch and the wetness only got worse the more he rubbed her.

Ginny (moaning): ‘Take it off for me kor kor.’

He conveniently slid her underwear down her long legs and tucked it into his pocket, spreading her legs sideways while raising them higher. Her ass was all that’s left on that particular step when he pivoted her backwards, airing her pussy with his breaths.

Calm and prepared, he took his time to move nearer to her glistering labia and gave it a kiss. His nose picked up the fresh lavender scent of her body wash, luring him deeper into her groin. With little experience in going down on girls, he had one thought in his mind. His tongue poked at her slippery slit and he started making out with her pussy, frenching it while listening to her moans.

Whiff of cigarette smoke drifted around them as she took a long drag from it, clouding her mind with a mix of ecstasy and pleasure. Her body started shivering when he sucked on her clit relentlessly, and her head fell onto the steps from the orgasm.

Ginny (weakly): ‘Tony kor kor. Put it inside me?’
Tony: ‘Consensual?’
Ginny: ‘Or I’ll tell my parents you teach me to smoke.’
Tony: ‘Ok ok. Let’s not go there.’

They went over to the .5 platform of all connecting flight of stairs, and she kneeled on her slippers before bending over into doggy style. Adopting the ideal right angles around her shoulders and hips, he fitted well between her knees. Carefully, he parked his cock at the end of her pussy near her anus, and leaned towards her ass slowly.

Inches after inches disappeared into her, making her groan as her long, unused pussy meet a new ‘face’. Thicker and longer than her ex, his entry felt like an eternity to her.

Tony (panting): ‘Okay?’
Ginny (softly): ‘Yupp.’

He firmly grabbed her waist and started tugging her backwards, while he jutted his hips at her. The thick cock easily overwhelmed the small nubile body of hers, edging her quickly into orgasms. She held onto the vertical rails when the intense climax flooded her mind, overflowing into the uncontrollable trembles she almost shook the staircase with. Continuous gasps of air raised and dropped her waist with every forward thrust of his, driving his cock deep into her.

As fit as he was, the sight and possession of a young mind pushed him beyond his limits. Ramming his dick into her when he passed the point-of-no-return, she felt another orgasm reaching its peak.

Tony (grunting): ‘Ginny.. ‘
Ginny (moaning): ‘My hand is below. Put it there.’

Her rubbing fingers flipped over to hold his dick and he resumed his ferocious pounding, feeling less sensitive in her loose grip. It took him three more minutes, before his load burst into her palm, some of it catching on her groin as she jerked him.

They were utterly drained when he fell on his butt, smiling senselessly at the red-eyed girl. Given the compromising environment they were in, Tony led the way to put her panties back on, followed by his crumpled shorts. Since her hand was still covered in his cum, he carried all the groceries back home, before checking into her place to put them down.

Mum: ‘Thanks for carrying our things back for Ginny.’
Tony: ‘It’s alright auntie. I’m going back now.’
Mum: ‘If you are not working today, you can have dinner with her. Her dad and I will be heading into Malaysia for a wedding.’
Tony: ‘Alright. I’ll drop by later.’

Ginny was done washing her hands then and went over to Tony’s place, right opposite their unit, to learn how to make satay – in the nude. If only you guys can see how surprised her parents were when Ginny served the satay to them. It certainly paved the way for less suspicious visits to Tony’s apartment yeah?

The Accounting Job

Claire: ‘J, I am really keen to take up the accounting job you have. You have seen my resume, I believe I have the skills.’
Me: ‘But you are just in your teens, would you know how to balance my accounts?’
Claire: ‘Yes. I can learn. You can teach me, and we will work together.’

The brown haired girl had wore a beige tube top to our ‘interview’ and the bandage skirt somehow did not convince me that she was capable of handling what my business had. Her tensed body language and over-eagerness simply turned me off, not even once showing me the composed mindset in such common situation.

Claire: ‘Can I convince you in any other way?’
Me: ‘I am not someone who makes decisions on the spot. And I have your doubts about you, just like other candidates.’

My eyes gave away my intention when I looked behind her, at another equally gorgeous potentional whom had spotted me long ago. Her long flawless legs were uncrossed, and her short dress gave me sufficient rush to stay alert.

Suddenly, Claire held my hand and sat closer to me, making a bold move that would fail her immediately.

Claire (whispering): ‘I’ll fuck you to get this job. And do it as and when you like.’

Holding on to my priorities, I waved for the other girl to come over and the deadly silence lingered on for as long as I took to read her file. Apart from the second girl’s good looks, nothing else interested me besides her long list of entertainment and promoter’s gigs. Needless to say, her seductive outfit did nothing and I ushered her off, straightaway disqualifying her.

Claire didn’t even finish her drink when she got up excitedly, so sure that she clinched the job. Well, her offer had extra benefits and we walked over to my car, a luxury I couldn’t wait to let someone else drive me around in. Luckily, her attire complimented the high maintenance ‘wife’ well and she hopped in after me.

Claire: ‘Would you like me to start now?’
Me: ‘Here?’
Claire: ‘Yupp. Behind?’

I hesitantly got out of the vehicle to lower the backrest so I could climb to the back, while she did the same under the cooling blue sky. Within minutes of getting comfortable, she had her tube down to her waist and proceeded to unbuckle my pants.

Claire: ‘So, how big is your account now?’
Me: ‘About six mil held overseas.’
Claire: ‘And you have been managing it alone?’
Me: ‘Yupp.’
Claire: ‘Aww.. that must be hard on you.’
Me: ‘Tell me about it. I don’t even have.. arghh.. ‘

Her mouth descended on my cock before I could finish my sentence and she skilfully used her soft lips to lubricate my rod, moving up and down without hurry. Her wet tongue rested against my shaft as she bobbed her head, relaxing my mind from crafting the interview questions.

Her perky boobs was squished in my hand and there was no lack of sensual moans from her. My cock had a thick coat of glimmer when she pulled her lips away, gazing into my eyes with an unspoken desire.

Claire (whispering): ‘I think I would still have fucked you if I didn’t offer.’

Her hands pushed me against the backseat and she stripped her thongs off before straddling on top, just inches away from our first ‘professional’ partnership. Her lips quickly flattened onto me with her hand reaching my cock, positioning it upright at her pussy. Slowly, my dick entered her warm orifice and lured me into her erotic mood.

She did not waste any time to start bouncing and lifted her chest enough to let me suck her nipples, increasing her volume drastically in the constrained space. My back slipped lower along the seat as she slammed her butt on my lap, driving my cock further up her body. There was no lack of sharp screams as we fucked wildly, to a point she came all over my exquisite leather seat.

Claire: ‘Fuck.. I just squirted. I’ll clean it up later boss.’
Me: ‘You better do. Lie down on the seat.’
Claire: ‘Huh? Can do do it doggy? I only have missionary sex with.. ‘
Me: ‘No.’

The unwilling look on her face was priceless when she laid down for me, legs hanging over the headrests. I found the ideal spot to settle in and promptly stuck my dick into her, pounding her without any warning. I could feel the stretch of her vagina as she tried to open her legs wider, but the moans never sounded any better since we started.

Short, gasping moans echoed in darkness as I grabbed her waist harder, fucking her mind out with mine. In this position, we lasted a good ten minutes of intense reproductive act, overwhelming our bodies with draining orgasms.

Me (groaning): ‘I’m going to cum now.. ‘
Claire (moaning): ‘I’ll suck you off boss.’
Me (panting): ‘Good suggestion. But do it on the way to the office.’

We wore back enough clothes to get into the front seats, before I took the wheel and drove into CBD. Claire spent the first ten minutes of roadhead to empty my load, and the next ten minutes to clean me up with her mouth. As cool as I was, her blowjob only made the drive smoother than usual. Besides the momentary euphoria from my ejaculation, it was her eager lips that sparked an idea for the next big project.

Me: ‘You know you just inspired me for the next big project.’
Claire: ‘Really?! When you came inside my mouth?’
Me: ‘Yeah. I’ll tell you about it next time.’

In the tiny office, we spent the next two hours going through the properly labeled files to get her up to speed, and then ending it with another round of sex on my table. It seemed that cumming in her mouth was the most ideal method to keep things clean and hassle-free, also, an option she readily accepted.

I hope she described this job of hers as ‘with a lot of perks’.

Best Friend’s Brother

(Mavis whispered) ‘Kor, am I disturbing you?’

(Sean replying lazily) ‘Not at all. Why?’

‘Nothing really. Just want to see your room.’

‘What are you looking for? Just ask me before opening anything.’

The seventeen year old girl who just completed secondary school education with his sister had came over with their classmates for a graduation BBQ, ending up with a small group of ‘BFFs’ to spend the night at their place.

As it was an informal event, she had a very ‘homely’ outfit on, a simple white shirt with some cartoon prints, and a matching pair of white shorts that resembled exercise pants. Casual, comfortable, without being revealing.

Sean wore a t-shirt on that night since there were guests around, and he was just lying in bed, reading under a lamp while soft, acoustic music played from the speakers. When he started working after poly, his taste has gradually became more refined, settling for the simple pleasures of mundane activities compared to the guys his age were into.

It was almost too easy for Mavis to feel attracted to him by his easy contentment.

(Mavis asking shyly) ‘You know, your sister’s bed is quite crowded with the other three girls. Can I just stay here until later?’

‘Sure. I won’t be sleeping anytime soon.’

She sat next to him and covered her legs with the blanket he was under, getting that close feeling something else that stemmed from being ‘too comfortable’. Seeing how focused he was in that book, she peeped from the side and he acknowledged her interest by moving the book between them.

Passing midnight, he found her snuggling very intimately in his arms, like a girlfriend he could take huge whiffs of her feminine scent. Just as she had intended, he put his arm around her and kept her warm, while she slowly slid her hand (under the blanket) to his thighs.

(Mavis whispered) ‘Are you comfortable like that?’

‘Uh huh.’

The short and sweet answer made her a little braver and she made her way up his shorts, feeling a semi-erected boner in her hand. For her first time touching a man that way, all she could remember was how good the male pornstars looked when she did that – stroking it up and down using his foreskin.

Soon, he felt a little ache from the friction, and swiftly put his book down to stop her.

‘Can you put a little saliva in your hand?’

‘Like this?’

She dropped a blob of saliva from her mouth over his dick head he exposed, and continued jerking him to more sensual groans.

(He groaned) ‘Yes.. Yes.. Just like that.. ‘

Nothing but adrenaline filled her body when he slipped his hand into her shorts, digging under her panties for the pussy that was getting wet for some unknown reasons.

(Mavis whispered) ‘Is it wet?’

‘Just a little. Does it feel good?’

‘Yes.. I think I’m feeling what you are feeling now.’

‘Good.’

His middle fingers were tracing up and down the tiny slit, occasionally stopping at her clit for an extra long, rapid rub. Mavis was being overwhelmed by this tingling, excited, hot, relaxing sensation pulsing into her mind. He had control of her speed just by teasing her clit.

After a few minutes of mutual pleasing, he slowed his movements down to a stop and ended her handjob as well.

(He whispered) ‘I don’t know where is this going, but you have done enough for the night. I don’t want to affect your friendship with my sister in case she found out.’

(She grew impatient) ‘But I’m not done yet. I want to taste you in my mouth.’

‘Hey. You don’t have to do that.. ‘

‘I know.. ‘

He let her hold his chest down and watched her head went over his groin, taking a deep breath when her lips pushed their way down his shaft. The shiver that travelled across his body totally turned Mavis on in ways she couldn’t understand. The desire to control and make him squirm to her each stroke was just unbearable.

She was having her ways with him, licking, kissing, sucking, and even nibbling on his cock to get his attention. It didn’t take long for a hand to go over her head, and the resistance she put up had unconsciously created a mouth-fuck experience for him.

‘I can’t seem to get enough of you Mavis.. ‘

‘Neither can I. Unless.. ‘

He raised her chin up to his eyes and gave those hardworking, wet lips a kiss that went too far. She had gone completely weak in his dominating tongue-fight, and allowed him to pin her under his masculinity.

(She whispered) ‘Gently k?’

Without stopping the French kiss, he arched his hips forward and spread her delicate, wet, lower lips apart. Helpless to the warm, soothing temperature of his penis, her legs opened as wide as she could for him to send the last of his dick inside her.

For the few seconds he was fully buried in her, their everlasting kiss had turned into a lustrous one. One trying to kiss amidst the toes-curling penetration, the other was trying to keep their volume down. As soon as Sean began thrusting, the fight left her at once and she was just moaning (softly) to each and every of his deep strokes.

As for Sean, the hardness, piercing into that marshmallow-ly softness, drove and kept him on his edge. The only reason he could last more than five minutes was how much he wanted to let her enjoy more of him, through the exasperating groans, muffled cries, and looks of pure bliss.

(Mavis moaning) ‘Sean.. Fuck me till you cum.. FUCK YESSSS!’

Hearing that, he shut both her knees together and flipped her over into doggystyle, resuming his merciless pounding against her ass. Deep, long strides of his cock cleaned her vagina out with near-death speed Sean barely managed to keep up. The bomb in his head was about to blow both of them up in minutes.

(He whispered loudly) ‘I’M CUMMING! CUMMING!’

That last stroke sent him beyond the point-of-no-return, flushing hot cum right into her pussy and overflowed onto the mattress. Throughout his ejaculation, she had gone eerily quiet, clenching and releasing her fists to the orgasm that was still milking him.

The duo stayed in that position for at least a good five minutes, before his shrivelled cock slipped out to the abundant lubrication of semen. Large blobs of cum just leaked over his sheets and Mavis had nothing but the most satisfied look on her face.

‘How long before you can do it again?’

‘Actually.. Right now.’

True enough, he had grown slightly stiff, or, hard enough. In a swift motion, he slid his cock into her again and let her felt the pleasurable growth inside. Once he was back to his previous hardness, the unlikely couple fucked even harder, thanks to his newly extended stamina.

Creampie, after creampie.

Friend-turned-Sister

Sister: ‘Kor! I’m home. This is Xinni. Her sister is just following her here.’

I gestured an ‘OK’ sign to her without turning away from my computer, stuck in a web-conference. The sensible girls left me along and went into my sister’s room after a short orientation around my house. The meeting ended after an hour and it was only then I had the time to introduce myself proper.

Me: ‘Hey girls. Sorry I didn’t get your names earlier. I’m J.’
Xinni: ‘I’m Xinni, and she’s Wanni.’
Wanni: ‘Hi.. ‘

I waved casually to them and went into my room opposite them, unbuttoning my white shirt after the meeting. Though it was weird wearing a berms with a formal top, there was nothing more relieving than to get over the serious talk.

Wanni: ‘Umm.. excuse me.’

Turning around in my unbuttoned state with an iPhone in my hand, the petite girl in black denim shorts and a white spaghetti crop top appeared undisturbed.

Me: ‘Yeah?’
Wanni: ‘You want to get dinner together? The girls are hungry.’
Me: ‘Can! Let me change my pants first.’

Her body leaned against the door frame and did not seem awkward. I could understand what a girl her age have seen and just proceeded to remove my berms, changing into a pair of black pants. In a moment’s time, I had my wallet and phone stuck into the pockets, watching Wanni’s chest rise as she saw my complete gentleman’s look.

Wanni: ‘Wear so nice go tabao food ah?’
Me: ‘There is no such thing as overdressed la. Let’s go.’

We quietly left the house and took the stairs, since we only had to cover three floors. The walk to the kopitiam was a slow but interesting one, as she quickly chose a topic about relationships. Although she was attached, her boyfriend belonged to the unprepared one, devoting most of his time to games and partying. As for me, other than telling her I was attached, she was thew one doing most of the talking.

Returning home with three large plastic bags worth of fingerfood, there were no lack of thank yous and screaming, spoiling them with Singapore’s best street food. Wanni joined me in the living room while the girls ate, and it was hard not to eye the long legs that stuck out of her shorts. To get the cinematic mood going, most of the lights were off while HBO was on. Just imagine how romantic that was.

Wanni: ‘When was the last time you had sex?’
Me: ‘Wah. About two weeks ago. She went overseas after I finish my reservist. You?’

She only gave me a smile and slid the chicken off the satay stick in one move, placing the oily stick into a plastic bag. I wasn’t eating a lot then and could fall completely on my back when she leaned over for a kiss. In my attempt to dodge her, her chest accidentally planted onto mine.

Wanni: ‘Wei.. why you siam?’
Me: ‘How I know what you doing?’
Wanni: ‘Haha. Idiot leh you. Come up.’

We laughed in sync as we sat upright again, this time trapping myself by holding her hands. She literally pounced on me from the front and straddled herself over my lap, grinding her groin as she cupped my ears. My tongue automatically responded to her passionate kisses along with my primal instinct, almost letting my hormones loose.

She never let me shake her off and even guided my hands to her breasts, squeezing them to demonstrate how she liked it. I just keep massaging her soft B cups till she went to unzip it. Now, in the openness of the living room, I was attacking her nipples without any top on and the volume of her moans went up.

Me (whispering): ‘Shhh! Softer!’

A pair of giggling voices from my sister’s room got my attention and I couldn’t react to the two heads watching us, hands over their own mouths as the frolicking happened. Wanni moved away from my lap after some time and just stripped her shorts off. She helped me undo my pants in my frozen state and only when my dick was out, she realised her sister watching.

Wanni (shouting): ‘You two go back inside.’
Sister: ‘Kor.. oh horrrr!’
Me: ‘Eh eh eh! Don’t sabo hor!’

The bigger girl of the two (my sister) brought Xinni closer and all Wanni could do was to hop onto my groin. Hastily sitting down on my cock, most of our genitals were blocked.

Wanni (shouting): ‘Go away la.’

I sat up and hugged her body tight, before turning sideways to drop her on the couch. Pinning my weight on her, there was no escape as my hips started humping, squishing loudly into her wet pussy. I had to turn her head towards me to keep her from being distracted by the two, whom had gone quiet and came closer to watch.

One of Wanni’s legs were raised to her chest so I could ram deeper, making her moan in front of her innocent sister.

Wanni (hoarse voice): ‘You are so fucking deep!’
Me (calmly): ‘I know.’

Proceeding to close her legs towards the TV, we changed into doggy with our sisters standing motionless in front of her.

Wanni (moaning): ‘What are you looking at?’
Xinni: ‘Jie.. is it painful?’
Wanni (panting): ‘Yes.. very.. ‘

I slammed my hips harder into her ass and she groaned out of control. My determined body never slowed down as her vagina got tighter.

Wanni (moaning): ‘Fuck me deep J! It’s coming again!’
Xinni (whispering): ‘That is pain meh?’
Sister: ‘Shhh.. ‘

The next few minutes solely consist of just pure orgasms and noisy grunts from her, receiving the full impact of my violent thrusts. Her arms gradually retracted into a ninety degree bend and before I could figure her out, she had shoved my butt onto my leather couch.

Seating on her calves, her ass stuck out sexily over my groin and my meat stick magically appeared and disappeared into her.

Wanni (snarling): ‘You want to make me pai seh right? Huh?!’

Slapping noises came from our sweaty contact and the demonic side of her surfaced. She was raging with vengenance, but my sensitive cock couldn’t decipher it as ‘punishment’.

She slanted her body enough to expose our private parts, continuing to ride me in reverse cowgirl. Dirty moans came together with her non-stop rubbing of her clit, making me feel the wrath of her natural contractions. I totally felt like a male pornstar when she fondled my balls in front of their eyes, showing them the method to fuck a guy.

As she slowed down her body movements on top of me, I took the chance to grab her waist and jabbed my cock upwards. Sensing her vaginal muscles tearing apart, I pound right into her and lengthened her incoming orgasm. The regret came almost immediately when I passed my safety point, spiralling into limbo as my mind went white.

Me (groaning): ‘I’m shooting now!’

She did a little hop just in time for my dick to flick against her pubic region, and let her jerked the load out of me. Hot, sticky semen flew across the air and clung onto her belly. The only logical thing to do to squeeze her trembling boobs to ‘return’ her favour, and let her feel some pain.

Needless to say, we was drained after cumming and I fell on my back, with her joining me shortly after.

Sister: ‘Kor. I bring Xinni back to the room first.’

The two of us tiredly separated to get our clothes back on, and satisfied our other ‘hunger’. As the night came, Wanni went home with her sister but not before we exchanged numbers, so we could play outside on our own.

As for my sister, she didn’t say a word when she snuggled with me on the sofa after sending them downstairs. A type of cuddle we had never done before. Was she traumatised by what she saw? Or just disappointed in me?

Sister (whispering): ‘Kor. Do you feel good inside Wanni?’
Me: ‘Alright I guess. We both feel good ba.’
Sister: ‘Then can you make me feel good too?’

Her hand went over my thin sleeping shorts and gave my cock a squeeze, quickly turning it erect in her grasp. The long duration of my silence was her perceived signal to continue, and we joined as one in the comfort of her bed.

Unlike with Wanni, it was sensual between us, and there were no loud, forceful actions. Just slow, graceful strokes that sent her groaning deeply over and over again. This time, my cum landed on her face as she requested, for her to taste and feel the texture in her mouth.

Sister (whispering): ‘Thank you kor.’

That sentence never left my head as she repeated it each time after sex, helping me feel less guilty and more of ‘doing a favour’ than what the law defines underage, incestuous relationships as.

Recuperating Ex-Patient

Me: ‘How have you been Ling?’
Ling: ‘Good. Thanks. If not for you, I would have been dead by now.’
Me: ‘Hey. Don’t say that.’

An ex-patient of mine asked me out for dinner and we met, chatting over food and a bit of wine. It was nice to see the once anorexic girl filled in her clothes, even learning make up to bring her cherry side out. In short, there were no shortage of eyes on us as we dined. The flaring red dress she wore, especially with the cross-stitch straps holding it on her chest, left much to imagine even though she revealed a lot of her shoulders.

As we walked back to my car in the unregulated parking spot at the floating platform, she was walking closer to me than usual.

Ling: ‘Are you attached now? Or don’t tell me you are married!’
Me: ‘No la. Just attached.’
Ling: ‘Ooo. Is she pretty?’
Me: ‘Always.’

We got into the car and our lips met accidentally when she wanted to surprise me with a cheek kiss. The sudden change of mood quickly launched her at me and her warm hands cupped my neck as we made out, tongues slurping around while we hugged over the gear stick.

Ling (whispering): ‘Drive me to somewhere quiet.’

I clipped my seatbelt on and she loosened her dress from the front, one hand holding on my arm as I reversed out of the lot. Once on the road, she bent over to my groin and unzipped my pants, whipping out my cock with a bit of struggle. I only felt her hand stroking me for a few seconds before her mouth took over, sucking the breaths out of me as I tried to focus.

The graceful strokes kept sliding her lips up and down my shaft and none of the traffic stops actually stopped her. I drove at the fastest legal speed on the expressway till we reached her block, in one of the developing estate. The car was parked in the first lot I could find and she paused the blowjob for a while. After she stripped her black panties off, she crawled to the back exposing her shaved pussy to me, and sparing enough space for me to join her.

Ling: ‘I have no other ways to thank you except this.’

Her shoulder straps dropped to her arms and her dress was lowered to her waist, baring her little firm tits for me to see. While I was removing my pants, she had began masturbating in a corner, tempting me to hurry up.

Ling: ‘Let me lie down first.’

Her head was two inches from the door once she got into position, and I had to make do with one feet on the ground, while the other remained kneeling between her legs.

The gentle hand came to guide me in the right direction, as my hips went closer to her groin. The mesmerising entry into her relaxed pussy was quite an unforgettable one. She was so soft and warm, without any intentional squeezing. I was pumping my hard cock so swiftly into her that I almost fell in love with that innocent look during my deep thrusts.

She kissed me from time to time and we were just engaged in a beautiful love making session, feeling both her hands run along my back throughout. And it was exactly the sensual ambient that got my mind really high, and she was just squealing with every surprise shove.

Ling: ‘I’m not exactly a virgin you know?’
Me: ‘I know. Your brother.. ‘
Ling: ‘Yupp. He.. nevermind.’
Me: ‘I’ll go all the way now k?’
Ling: ‘Uh huh.’

She wrapped her legs around me and held me tight as my body went into hyper speed, slamming my cock as deep as I could reach. Her sweet voice led me into a passive-aggressive beast mode that desperately wanted to slow down but impossible to.

Me (groaning): ‘Cumming!’

Her head tilted back as I engaged the long reach, regulated slow strokes mode into her body, sensing her vaginal walls closing on me increasingly. My mind went blank as my cum was drawn out of the vacuum tunnel, entering her body all at one go. Her feet kept me pressed on her body and we just kept moaning non-stop.

I could feel her every squeeze, every shiver, and her desire to have all of me inside. We stayed in that position till I shrunk out of her and recomposed ourselves. Sweating and smiling, we did not touch each other until our clothes were on. I was filled with delight when she continuously rubbed her groin to feel my cum deposited inside her.

Ling: ‘Thank you for tonight. Call me anytime k?’
Me: ‘I will. I had a wonderful night too. Call me once you’re home.’
Ling: ‘Okie!’

We hugged for one last time before she left my car, and a bigger impression on my mind. After that night, we met up more often but kept our distance, apart from the times I was inside her. She understood I had a girlfriend then and it wasn’t long before she found her love, outside our underground relationship.

Pleasure Prick

When I saw Mabel after so many years, I couldn’t believe how thin she was. The singlet did not even try to hide her pink bra she wore underneath, and to meet at ’10th’ floor of a block was even a more weird request.

Mabel: ‘Eh! Come here.’
Me: ‘What? Where are we going?’

She knocked twice on a door and a face appeared between the gap, before we were allowed in. It seemed like a normal apartment with a mix of guys and girls on the couch, until I saw the syringes on the coffee table.

Mabel: ‘Jie. Knock before you come in my room ah.’
Girl: ‘Go in for what? Siao ah?’

She led me into the bedroom and locked the door, confusing me with what I just saw. When I learnt the truth behind the ‘house’, an unnerving thrill was hyping me up. I was actually in a safe house where runners meet outside their distribution ‘jobs’.

Mabel: ‘Don’t worry la. We don’t keep much drugs here.’
Me: ‘Eh. If I am caught.. ‘
Mabel: ‘You won’t la. I won’t sabo you one.’

With the text messages and intent clear, I was clearly a line between them and my presence. We went on to catch up on our lives, while she took a transparent straw with some white substance at the end. ‘Can help me?’, she asked while handing me the straw.

Me: ‘With what?’

Without explanation, she wriggled her shorts off and flipped onto her chest, raising her ass up in the air. Her panties were lowered to her thighs and she pried open her ass crack in front of me.

Mabel: ‘Blow it into my ass.’
Me: ‘You sure?’
Mabel: ‘Yupp. I’ve always wanted to try it. But the guys outside.. I trust you more.’

I stuck the tip shallowly into her rear hole and blew really hard, not wanting to smell whatever she smelled like down there. Her body flattened on the bed and it took her a minute before she lost herself, stripping her shirt and bra off her skinny chest.

Mabel (heaving): ‘Oh god.. I’m feeling so warm. Come.. ‘

I remained seated on the bed knowing what might happened but she just pulled me down with her, removing my shorts despite my resistance. In front of a high and needy girl, how long could I resist my urge? Her hand was jerking my cock before I knew it and my fingers were forced into her dripping pussy.

The next ten minutes were just furious masturbation happening on bed, both of us eager to drive each other crazy. In a way, she knew stroking me faster would get me to finger her as fast, thus escalating the sensations she was feeling.

Mabel (whispering): ‘Let’s fuck.’
Me: ‘Condom?’
Mabel: ‘Let’s do it raw.. ‘

She laid flat on the bed and guided me on top, holding my cock delicately in her sweaty palm. Even though she had gone awry, the sincerity and truthfulness I hear from her voice did not make me doubt her choices. In safe hands, I pushed my way easily into her pussy and her eyes rolled white in ecstasy.

Mabel (moaning): ‘Oh fuck.. you’re making me crazy!’

My hips started to move on their own and she was a loose fit over my shaft. It was a soft, warm but gently pressurised, without surprising my mind. I couldn’t believe how sensual it felt, without any intense groans, just beautiful, slow pace of repetitive penetration.

Before I realised it, her arms had gone around my neck and we were kissing, to an orgasm awakening in her belly. Though she got a little tighter, it was still manageable. The perfection of the delicate pressure on my cock was in fact another experience to get me to cum soon. To put it simply, intense, raw sex belonged to the physical challenge. And a slow, graceful type of sex belonged to the spiritual level of love-making. Both having the same effects on a man’s mind.

I could feel my orgasm building up as she purred into my ears, complimenting my size and depth non-stop. For some reason, I could tell this was going to get more out of me than just regular sex. Some time later, our exhausted body slowed down and she finally stopped my thrusts with her feet.

Mabel (panting): ‘Is someone feeling it too?’
Me (panting): ‘Feeling what?’
Mabel: ‘The drugs.. some of it might be transferred to you.’

Right.. Why haven’t I thought of that? As I regained my energy from the much needed pause, my hips was slamming harder into her pussy, transcending beyond the beautiful love-making speed. Her fingernails amplified my senses as she dug into my back, kissing me harder to muffle her moans.

Me (groaning): ‘I’m shooting!’
Mabel (moaning): ‘Inside me baby.. inside me.. ‘

I let myself go and hammered the hell out of her, jerking her knees back and forth as my pelvis hit her thighs. Her vaginal muscles closed on me and created a vacuum, in time for my first load that was sucked out of me as I withdrew. The next thrusts loaded my incoming waves and I pushed my cum deeper into her, filling her up with all my balls’ worth.

Each entry would push some air out and then empty my shaft, repeating it until I was spent. Collapsing on her body, she carefully rolled me over and stayed ‘intact’, riding me for a while and resting on top of me.

Our bodies stuck together in a sweaty state for a good fifteen minutes, allowing me cock to shrink out of her. Just moments after, she began snoring and I let her take her nap in my arms, genitals taking their break after such an unbelievable session.

When I woke up much later, she was seated by my side, slurping noodles hungrily from a large bowl. I sat behind her and placed my hands on her breasts, toying with her pink nipples while she ate.

Mabel (whispering): ‘Hey.. you’re making me wet again.’
Me: ‘Can you feel me poking you?’
Mabel: ‘Can.’

She finished her food at the fastest speed and bent over in doggy again, signalling me to give her another dose. I did what I shouldn’t and she was on top of me this time, riding wildly with renewed energy till I creampied her again.

Me: ‘Are you on the pills?’
Mabel: ‘No. I can’t get pregnant anymore.’
Me: ‘Why? Did you see a doctor?’
Mabel: ‘Yeah. It’s the drugs.’

Upon further probing, her menses had not came for years and she knew the results even without a check up. I was allowed to move in with her after a new safe house was established (constantly moving) and the amount of sex we had only increased upon her recovery from the addiction.

Strawberry Daughter

Voice (shouting): ‘Daddy!’

I turned around to see Strawberry in a white singlet and flaring black skirt, the pink bra straps attracting all my attention on her protruding collarbone.

Me: ‘Eh. Don’t shout so loud la.’
Strawberry: ‘People excited ma. So you brought everything?’
Me: ‘You sure you want to picnic there? There might be people walking past leh.’
Strawberry: ‘Yupp! It’s something new ma. And I’m sure no one will walk there.’

Lugging the reusable tote bag behind her, we went up a block of flat nearby, headed for the top most floor where a single unit occupied the roof access ladder.

Strawberry: ‘Here!’
Me: ‘Wow. How did you find this place?’
Strawberry: ‘I use to come here with my friends when we ponten school. So I know lo.’

Upon placing my bag on the ground, she ransacked it for the groundsheet I brought and laid it neatly down, unloading a thick wool towel from her bag. The floor was pretty ventilated and the cool evening weather made our secret ‘hideout’ extra cosy. Once we took out the boxes of sandwiches and fried tapas, she cuddled up to me in front of my iPad resting on my knees.

Strawberry: ‘So what movies did you bring?’

I scrolled through the file manager to show her my personal porn collection, and finally settled on a food related show. The dark skies came together with the movie ending, empty boxes stacked away in my empty bag. Somehow, that quiet time spent with her was a very rewarding one, especially after working for months without rest. She was the simple, naive daughter of my regular masseur, one that I had not visited in a long time. She had entrusted her girl to me, to fulfil her desire for a daddy to love her, though we were more like a couple whenever we went on dates.

Ten years, was our age gap. We had endured the disproving eyes of those who assumed, and confused the minds of those who wondered. In the privacy of the discreet corner in the HDB flat, we had the chance to spend quality time together, and experienced intimacy we had no had since a long time.

Me: ‘So I am your daddy now?’
Strawberry: ‘Yupp. Can?’
Me: ‘Can. As long as you are happy.’

My iPad had returned to my bag and we were just sitting side-by-side listlessly, awaiting for one of us to start playing. As ‘daddy’, I paved the way by pulling the stretchy waistband of my shorts open, to let her sensible hand enter the hotspot. There were no words to describe how much I missed her bodily contact, especially her hands that reminded me of the erotic times we spent.

Her flare skirt was easy to slip into and the disappearance of her panties made it possible for my fingers to rub her clit. That familiar moans of hers filled up the corridor quickly, turning me on even harder as she stroked my dick in anticipation.

Strawberry: ‘Daddy.. let your baby taste you.’

She flattened the towel under her body before lying on her chest perpendicular to my groin, spending no more than a minute to tie her hair into a long ponytail. Thereafter, my eyes went shut to her thirsty mouth, sucking my huge straw for what’s worth. Generous flow of saliva lubricated the shaft, and tiny lips wrapped tightly around my girth for the perfect seal. I could felt how much better she got with the blowjob, without a single bit of teeth scraping me.

Relaxed – was the only word worthy for all that my mind experienced, with gentle waves of eroticism flowing through my body.

Me: ‘Girl, come on top of daddy.’

She eagerly went on her knees and raised her skirt up clumsily, as if she was showing the whole world how smooth she was below. Climbing over my hips, she took her time to lower herself over my erection, piercing my blood-filled organ into the softest deep-skin tissue within her body.

Me: ‘You know how to move?’
Strawberry: ‘I try.’

Her feet went next to my bum and she changed to a squatting pose, squeezing my cock tighter in that unbearable new position. Before I could correct her, she was bouncing on my lap already, inhaling air with hisses to cope with the physical, self-inflicted bombardment of my cock deep in her pussy. Blood was being forced out of my cock after a few strokes and she could tell. Just as I shrunk, she stopped moving and displayed a pouting expression, showing me how lost she felt.

Strawberry: ‘How now brown cow?’
Me: ‘Haha. Silly girl. Come, get off me. I’ll doggy you.’

She leaned in for a kiss before turning her body around, facing the blank wall in front of me while we switched to the other position without disconnecting. I held her fleshy, thin waist in preparation to fuck her, and she grabbed her towel to provide some cushioning under her elbows. Seconds later, loud slapping noises came from my relentless hammering from behind, driving her mind wild with moans she had to muffle with her towel.

Her pussy naturally tightened as I dived forcefully into her, making sure I hit her sensitive spots along her vaginal walls. Slowly, an airtight vacuum formed where our genitals touched and a shiver built up in her.

Strawberry (moaning): ‘Dadddyyyyy.. ‘

I had to stop myself from moving since we had no condom between us, and the milking motion of her pussy almost made me cum. Luckily, she did not make any signals nor say anything to get me moving again, or else the worst might have just happened.

Strawberry (panting): ‘Daddy.. Let’s change to something else. You’re going too deep.’
Me: ‘Missionary?’
Strawberry: ‘Don’t want. The floor so hard. Any other pose?’

I thought for a moment before getting on my feet, and went to the wall with the huge opening to see the opposite block. As it was on the window side of the flat, no one would be able to look up to spot us. Placing her in front of me, I tapped on the ledge of the window and she raised her knee, for me to lift to spread her legs super wide (almost doing a standing split).

She had to hold onto me for balance but I was more focused on getting my dick inside her. A quick squat lowered my body enough to slip past her wet hole and we found myself as deep in her pussy as the doggy earlier. Our height differences had caused me to reach further in her shorter height, though she was moaning differently too.

Strawberry: ‘I think you can hit my g-spot easier.’
Me: ‘How did you know?’
Strawberry: ‘You are already touching it without moving.’

I cupped my hands on her ass and hugged her closer, while jutting my hips at the widened gap between her legs. This time, she wasn’t as tight, but I realised there wasn’t going to be much changes in terms of sensitivity. Her vaginal walls felt softer, but they were wrapped as tightly around me as from the start.

Me (groaning): ‘Daddy isn’t going to last long in this.’
Strawberry (moaning): ‘It’s okay daddy. Just keep going.. make your baby girl happy.’

We continued fucking faster and faster, competing to outlast each other. The overwhelming pleasure on my dick was pushing me closer and closer over the edge, and I was slamming deep into her so she would cum more. Our sex got more intense the moment after she came, her hug around my neck getting tighter to tell me she wasn’t going to let me go.

Suddenly, I felt an alarm going off in my mind and I arched my hips backwards, pulling my juice-covered cock out of her abruptly.

Strawberry: ‘Daddy? Cumming now?’

She had to carry her leg off the window and went on her knees before me, poking the tip of my dick into her mouth while her hand jerked me off.

Me (groaning): ‘Baby!’

Instead of sucking harder, she pulled her shirt and bra away from her chest and aimed my dick into the gap. The final straw came as she continued pumping my cock and out came my little soldiers, spraying all over her chest and flowing into her bra. She kept rubbing my dick head with her collarbone to get me cumming non-stop, and did not stop until I slipped slightly against the wall.

Quickly taking my spent cock into her mouth again, she released her grip on my shaft and did a hands-free blowjob, shoving her face in the direction of my groin with a hint of revenge. A man’s body could only take so much pleasure and I wasn’t any different. In an attempt to stop her, I had to push her away (to no avail) and dodged her playful ‘come come’ hand signs.

Me (begging): ‘I can’t take it anymore.. ‘
Strawberry: ‘Hehe. Okay la. Let daddy off this time.’

We made our way back to our play area and wore our clothes back, cleaning ourselves up with the big packet of wet tissues I packed.

Strawberry: ‘Daddy, let’s go and meet my mummy now. The company is having a small dinner.’
Me: ‘Now?!’

We wasted no more time and took a cab to a neighbourhood coffeeshop, where a bunch of sexy, well-endowed masseur gathered around a table filled with beer bottles.

Mother: ‘J! Finally! Come come. Sit here.’

I took the spot next to one of her mum’s staff, while Strawberry sat on my other side. Binge eating and drinking to a waste with them, hands did not take long to start running all over my thigh, initiated by the staff seated next to me. Strawberry, of course, was too drowsy to realise her ‘daddy’ was being taken advantage of.

The question that’s left for that night, is where I will end up after the meal.