Braced in Lust

Taylor (whispering): ‘It’s the first time I’ve hooked up with someone this quick.’
Harry (whispering): ‘And I won’t make you regret it.’

Standing isolated in the corner staircase of her house three floor down, her red dress didn’t provide much cover when he dragged his hand up her thigh. Immediately, she felt her tingle in her groin travel up her spine, and a moment of hesitation was undeniable. He looked cute, and more importantly, smelled good. Their trip home from the club was filled with lots of personal stories, and the one that intrigued him most was her virginity.

Her panties soaked up the fluid leaking from her unopened package holding nothing back, moisturising his fingers as he swiped them up and down. Their lips smeared saliva together once they got past the initial awkwardness, throwing her forward no matter if she had doubts about him. He soon dipped his palm along her belly and went into her thongs, diving through the raw, wet centrefold of her pussy. The breath she took, was nothing less than invigorating.

Taylor did not just let him do all the work too. She skilfully undid his pants, dropping them to the ground before clinging onto his erection tightly. The slight warmth from the friction of her handjob only made him harder, for her knew he was already in for the treat.

Harry: ‘Can I put my finger inside you?’
Taylor (whispering): ‘Uh huh.’

She tightened her arm around his neck as he stooped lower, piercing into her personal ‘playground’. Another finger promptly joined the first to spread her vaginal walls thinner, exposing all of the usually-hidden areas where she was most sensitive at. He knew better to let her rest her chin on his shoulder, than to try and turn her attention back to their foreplay.

A little embarrassed she felt when juices just flowed non-stop, covering his hand and sensed dampness all over her inner thighs. Harry just focused on making her moan louder, by thrusting his hand with curled fingers, faster and faster. Her mind was long in a trance, weakened grip barely masturbating his dick while she enjoyed herself.

A pee-like liquid started flicking out of her pussy and she couldn’t control her shaking legs. As her knees gave way, he let her slid to the ground but never once took his hands off her.

Taylor (moaning): ‘Keep going! I’m going to come!’

He went berserk on her contracting orifice and squatted in front of her, holding her legs apart with his knees. As her body convulsed into a full fledged, hypnotic quake, the biting on her lips kept her groans to a minimum. A long ‘Fff.. ‘ came as she came, unable to complete a word amidst the orgasm.

Taylor had no choice but to yank his hand away when she could not recover from his ‘digging’ fingers, apologising for her sensitive state profusely.

Taylor (breathlessly): ‘Come.. ‘

He stood with his feet shoulder width apart over her outstretched legs and let her handle his manhood, jerking with one hand while the other went to massage her own pussy. Her mouth came into play after he got hard and sucked around the little head, while her fingers glide up and down his shaft continuously.

It took her ten minutes before he finally showed any signs of tiredness, and his timely warning came just as she was about to climax. Pulling his cock deeper into her mouth, she fingered herself as her lips moved along his rod, partially letting him mouthfuck her as long he did not go too deep.

Harry (whispering): ‘I’m cumming Taylor.’
Taylor: ‘Mmm hmm!’

A tiny jerk sent his first wave of soldiers over her tongue, harmless at first until the rest of it formed a deep puddle in her jaw. It was astonishing to her to receive such volume from a man, completely unlike the measly teaspoons her ex gave.

He excused himself to let her go to a corner and spit the load onto the ground, barely flowing due to its thickness.

Taylor: ‘You really came hard huh? It’s a lot.’
Harry: ‘Nothing less than that for a pretty hot babe.’

His wink melted his heart and changed her impression of him from ‘cute’ to ‘masculine’. He took great care to clean her up and straightened her clothes, before giving her a final hug. With numbers exchanged, she resumed her climb up the stairs home while he took the lift down.

The leftover cum in her mouth constantly reminded her about the intensity of their quickie, though non-penetrative, but sensual. Harry did not take too long to text her again, thanking her for the session – and setting a date for their next.

That night, Taylor felt the soreness in her clit and around the entrance, bringing scenes from the stairs to her imaginative mind for yet another toe-curling round of self-pleasure.

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.

Active Students

Daryl leaned closer to his date wearing a toga dress, slightly trembling in excitement for her first meet up with someone online. One of Luna’s hand was on his wrist further away, without obstructing his other which was stroking her thigh. Even though they only met that day, she enjoyed herself shopping and dining with the glib guy.

For a student her age, Daryl couldn’t believe how daring she was to put on a dress that brought out her developing body. His fingers slowly trailed into her short dress and felt her warm panties, shifting her legs apart as he pushed his fingertip onto her clit.

Daryl (whispering): ‘Let me know if I hurt you k?’

A shy nod hardened him even more and he moved the centre portion away, making way to feel her juiced up pussy. A perfectly smooth groin greeted his roaming fingers and he quickly settled down on her clit, tucked sexily between her puffy labia. Wet, sticky noises came as soon as he began rubbing her clit, driving her into an excited state to grab his groin.

He helped her undo his pants enough to whip his cock out, letting her hold him for ‘support’ while moans whispered through the air.

Luna (whispering): ‘Be gentle k? I’m a virgin.’
Daryl: ‘Don’t worry. we won’t be having sex.’

In the sky garden of a public housing estate, they were limited by their openness. Although there were no thoughts of sex, what she did with her hand was as good as he could expect. The massage on her pussy soon raised her feet to where her bum was seated, spreading her legs wider for him to go further.

Daryl’s lubricated finger easily poked into her vagina and her clench on his wrist tightened. Her body fell into his arms in the mutual masturbation act, drifting her mind away from sanity.

Daryl: ‘Can I try licking you?’
Luna (weakly): ‘But isn’t it dirty down there?’
Daryl: ‘I’ll check for you.’

He nonchalantly went on his knees between her opened legs and planted his mouth over her entrance, making out with her pussy while listening to her loud moans. More juices leaked into his mouth during the cunnilingus, giving him a vivid taste of her gorgeous mind through her privates. He only took three minutes to give her an orgasm that resonated across her whole body.

The breathless girl then gestured for him to sit back on the bench, and she kneeled obediently to repay his favour. Holding his throbbing cock in her hand, the slight appearance of fear disappeared once she planted kisses along the shaft, taking the tip in like frenching his tongue. Her active lips slipped shallowly over his mushroom head, at the part where his foreskin covered most of the time.

Glad that he had washed his little one thoroughly during the day, there was no interruption to his mind-blowing blowjob. The adventurous girl took more of his length in as time went by, pleasing his cock with the back of her throat.

Daryl (groaning): ‘Luna.. that’s long enough.’

She unhurriedly pulled his erection out of her mouth and gave it a final kiss, before returning to his arms.

Luna: ‘I already came once. It’s your turn now.’

She dropped a blob of saliva in her palm and smeared it all over his dick, covering his manhood in her womanly fluid. Pumping his desperate cock swiftly, she kept a steady tempo while he felt up her pussy.

The two students went into an orgasmic struggle to weaken each other, unwilling to give in to impress the other. As Daryl was well beyond his own control after her oral foreplay, her hands were doing more damage to his iron-will self-control.

Daryl (moaning): ‘I’m going to cum soon if you keep going.’
Luna (moaning): ‘That’s the plan isn’t it?’

She bit her lips and took in his thrusting hand, focusing on delivering the most intense orgasm he will never forget. His hips started fidgeting as she rubbed her thumb over his tip, causing him to turn away and sitting near the edge.

Luna wrapped her slippery hand around his waist and continued jerking him, until he let go of her pussy to hold her hand down. From the obstructed view, she caught glimpses of his load spraying into the distance, splattering loudly on the concrete ground. The three long distance shot came to an end, briefly followed by a warm liquid flowing between her fingers.

She paused her movements as he growled like a bear, waist twitching non-stop for the duration of his ejaculation. When he angled his body back at her, a dense, white liquid had covered the back of her hand, creating webbings when she split her fingers.

Luna: ‘Do you have any tissue?’
Daryl: ‘No. How?’

She parted her lips and licked the cum off her palm, sticking fingers one by one into her mouth to clean them up. To help her dry her hands, he offered her a less-obvious part of his shirt to wipe them, returning her sticky limbs to a presentable state.

The smitten girl climbed over his lap (after he kept his flaccid cock) and engaged herself in deep, tongue kisses, impressing his mind with their kinky first date. By the time they were done, she had dried herself and headed back home, with a much livelier mood from her anti-social life.

Luna (Whatsapp): ‘Come pick me up at 10am? My parents will be at work then.’

They finally had activities for their one-week long holiday and there was no lack of hot, steamy jerk-offs and fingering in Luna’s empty house.

Daphne’s Past 2

Part 1 | Part 2

After about two years of just dirty petting, I had graduated from primary into secondary school. The liveliness of the school really inspired me to be better, as the subjects were much more interesting and detailed. It was one night after CCA that I was dead tired, and being in dance really wore my muscles out. Dad joined me in bed as usual with mum abroad, and I knew what he wanted. Somehow, I wanted a ‘treat’ so I could sleep better too.

We were lying on our backs touching each other when he introduced me to ‘lubricants’, a slimy form of liquid that adults use for sex. I was having fun using it on his cock as he was squirming around when I stroke fast, making him appear weak in my grasp. He smeared some of it on my pussy as well, and it felt really sexy to feel his fingers sliding around. I had no idea how wet I was, but the lubricant was turning me on more than usual.

After a while of playing, he did not ask for me to sit up and help him finish off. Instead, he got up on his knees and pulled his shirt off, doing the same for me and even licking my nipples. The new sensation pushed my mind into a white screen with his fingers rubbing me at the same time, numbing my brains till I couldn’t think straight.

‘Use both hands to open your pussy’, his words skipped my mind and went straight into my body, translating it directly into actions. I pried my vagina lips open as far as I could while watching his distracted look, head pointing downwards at our groins I didn’t thought much of. A kiss went onto my forehead as he mentioned, ‘Daddy is going to put his little brother inside you k? Just hold onto me if it hurts.’

‘Are we having sex?’, I asked in a blur tone and that stopped him in his tracks. ‘Daddy wants his baby girl to feel even better’. Those words never left my head as pain screamed into my head, experiencing his large tip piercing into my small opening. I could picture every inches disappearing into me as my virginity was ripped apart, held open by his shaft that stretched me out thin. His groans actually made me thought that he was in as much pain and made me felt better knowing we were in this together. Little did I know he was in pure pleasure while I was in hell.

He had three quarter of his dick inside me when he stopped pushing, and my face was in a cramp from the agony. His next move to pull out ninety percent relieved my soreness for a moment, before another kind of pleasure replaced the ache. Each forward thrust took away more pain and I began looking forward to the next, body filling up with heat and an unknown relaxant, tightening my muscles at the same time relaxing it.

Moans started coming out of my mouth naturally and he was just putting on a constipated look, while ramming his cock into me. The times he forgot about my small body and went extra deep, every thought drifted away like clouds. I had my knees raised like an overturned frog so he could go deeper, and he met my unspoken desire for most of the strokes.

We were just screaming and moaning during the whole time, not bearing any thoughts to our neighbours or the placement of our apartment in the publicly accessible corridor. In my mind, I was addicted to the free-flowing orgasms that I couldn’t get any tighter to, since he was holding me open with his hardness.

‘Daddy is going to shoot!’, he exclaimed into my ears suddenly and pulled out of my disappointed body. He closed my knees together and stuck his dick through my thighs, resuming his thrusts in a little peek-a-boo game from my view. It only took him a while before the same white load splashed all over my body, gathering into a puddle on my belly button.

He then leaned on my legs, pushing them near my chest while kissing me on my closed lips, forgetting that I never really opened myself that much to him. Panting, he let my knees down slowly and flipped me to one side.

‘Have you started your menses?’, he collapsed behind me while hugging my waist, still trying to catch his old man’s breath. ‘No. Not yet.’ I told him the truth and he sat up again, turning my body so my chest was resting on the bed. He immediately went behind me and lifted my hips up, commanding me to open wide. In a flash, his wet cock was buried back inside me and the initial pain went away with each jerks, feeling his cock force its way into my pussy relentlessly.

In that position, I was cumming much harder and my voice went hoarse halfway. I was receiving all of his cock and he literally tore me apart for my first time. We fell flat onto the bed when he went really fast on me, driving me insane and causing me to lose consciousness momentarily. His cock never stopped fucking me until a long time later, where his cum filled my belly up with such warmness I could never forget.

When he was finally done with me, my bedsheets were dirtied with his cum (from my belly) and he helped me to change them. The lifeless me was like a doll, receiving a shower from him whom never stopped feeling me up. Once I touched the fresh sheets on my bed, I fell asleep and never woke up until dinner, where he brought me out in a dress he bought without letting me wear any undies.

Since that night, we were fucking whenever and wherever we could, sometimes in the staircase and other times in my mum’s car (he used when she wasn’t around). When I turned sixteen, the whole thing stopped suddenly and the damage he did to me was disastrous. Only when I met my first boyfriend, did I realise the extent of his abuse that my (now-ex) boyfriend made use of and exploited my ‘unresisting’ nature.

I am twenty three now, and have moved out of my parents’ place, not by choice, but by desperation. Even though my step-dad and I still meet, we never spoke about what we did. Now that a lawsuit is in the works against him, it might settle the uneasiness in me once and for all.

Part 1 | Part 2

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.

Part 1 | Part 2

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.

Part 1 | Part 2

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!’

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.