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.

Sabbatical Sex

Once we checked into the villa in Malaysia, Baby couldn’t wait to remove the translucent blouse she wore over her new black lingerie set I bought for her. Pinning me against a wall, her rubbing hands worked on my solid bulge that she created from the handjob she gave on the road.

For the first time, I felt her enthusiasm to get it on me even before we reached the bed. Stripping my pants down to my ankles, her mouth literally blew my small mind away. The lack of lubricant covered my cock with her saliva, a less slippery liquid that let me experience her full prowess of her playful tongue.

Tiptoeing and shivering in her control, I could tell my locked knees were already weakened. When she started shoving her lips along my shaft, I was way too deep in a daze to stop her.

Me (moaning): ‘Baby.. I’m going to cum if you keep going!’
Baby (panting): ‘Then cum for me.’

She swapped out her mouth with her hand and jerked me in the direction of her D cups, filling the corridor up with my grunts as my fingers dug into her scalp. Within a minute, my back gave way and I thrust forward into her tight grip, spraying my seeds over her chest in huge, thick gooey load.

As I emptied my balls, her cute lips came over my dick again to suck me dry, forcing my body to tremble even harder. Now, with my head clear, I lovingly picked her up and led her into our bedroom.

Our luggage was opened and rummaged to get our love kit out, quite similar to the one I sold here. Her favourite black dildo appeared before her eyes and I jumped into where she laid (on the bed), ripping her panties off before prying her legs open with a little fight.

Me: ‘It’s your turn now baby.’
Baby: ‘Wait wait.. we haven’t even.. ‘
Me: ‘I don’t care.’

I gave the toy a lick and shoved it into her pussy, sending her into moans as I pumped it deep and hard. The desperate squeals did nothing to slow me down as I alternated the angle of attack, shocking her into an orgasm in under a minute.

Baby (moaning): ‘Oh god! I’m coming already?!’

Her tight grip on my wrist was useless in my high-speed thrusts, causing her to twitch randomly as the toy got harder to push. She frantically wrapped her arm around my back to reach for my exhausted but still elongated dick, stroking it as I used my other hand to massage her clit.

In the combined effort to satisfy each other, I was soon brought up to speed, or length, with her impatient hand. Thrusting toy, jerking hand, were the main cause of noise in our tiny queen sized bed.

Baby (moaning): ‘J.. come inside me now. I want you inside.’

I went between her legs and helped her up, undoing the bra hooks before letting her fall back into bed. She removed my clothes and cutely clasped her fingers over her mouth, unaware of how wild I would go this time. Responsibly, I capped a condom on and leaned over her, gliding my cock slowly into her cushioned vaginal walls.

As I felt my senses cloud up, she was making gasps from my delayed, slow thrusts. Speed gradually built up in our intense love-making, knocking back her knees as I slammed my hips repeatedly at her. There was something in her moans that I couldn’t get enough of, and the first penetrative orgasm was felt wrapping around my erection buried deep within.

The resistance built up was undeniable with her loud groans, turning me on to maximum speed. Her climax came in the midst of my overdrive mode, immobilising my hips with a strong suction between her labia.

Baby (panting): ‘Doggy?’
Me (panting): ‘Yupp.’

The excited little girl rolled over and stuck her ass out at me, luring me right into her without hesitation. A single stroke sent my balls slapping on her pussy and the rest came shortly after. Her kneeling, upright body allowed me to caress those full bosoms as much as I wanted, while her sweet voices filled my ears with love.

I was way deeper into her than any other poses and she was responding with passionate groans. The five minutes of rapid hips bounces soon came to an end when she collapsed into the pillow before her, clenching her fists around the edges as I hammered her flat.

Baby (moaning): ‘I’m gonna come again!’
Me (moaning): ‘Me too baby!’

She slanted her body away from me to let my cock slip out of her, but not before she caught my next thrust in her palms. Understanding her intentions immediately, she took her time to unroll my condom with every stroke, until she was holding my cock intimately.

Me (whispering loudly): ‘I’m shooting now.. ‘

She raised my shaft to her clit and let me ‘rub’ her off. Spending only two minutes in this bizarre new move she conocted, my cum was squirting continuously at her pussy while she kept her grip on me.

Before me, an overfilled creampie stared right at me, but I knew none of it went into her. She was careful to keep my dick away from her body when we resumed our sleeping position, and we were just panting in each others’ arms.

Baby: ‘You like it?’
Me: ‘Yeah of course. Look at the mess.’

Her gluey fingers hovered above our heads and they were cleaned one by one in her mouth. We left the bed after and went into the shower, for a relaxing soak in the tub before we headed to the outdoor diner for dinner.

Not forgetting our adventurous spirit out of the country, she went braless and pantyless this time, in a low-cut blue dress. Needless to say, countless sets of eyes were watching her every move.

Past Forward

Ken (astonished): ‘Hey Amy.. what are you doing here? And what’s that under your collar?’
Amy: ‘My boyfriend is just there. He wants you to read this.’

Ken took the folded A4 paper from her and read it carefully.

We both agreed to live out a fantasy of mine. In summary, this is ‘another’ Amy you thought you know. Follow her to her car and let her drive you somewhere. I’ll be watching in the same room, but her body will be yours for tonight.

The piece of paper was folded and returned to her, where she took it and walked casually towards her car. As planned, I followed them into the car and took the backseats, while she removed her jacket to reveal the prickly nylon strapped around her neck. A full set of bondage straps had been tightened around her voluptuous D cups, but it was barely visible from her neckline.

We drove to a hotel at Paya Lebar and parked nearby, heading straight for the lobby where a few guests loitered around.

Ken: ‘Do you have a room for overnight stay?’
Staff: ‘For one night?’
Ken: ‘Yes.’

Her ex-boyfriend made the payment and held her hand all the way to the room, letting me enter before he locked the door. I found a seat near the window and stayed in a corner, watching him stand before my girl whose fists were clenched in anxiousness.

Ken: ‘You are not forced into this are you?’
Amy (softly): ‘No. I’m not.’
Ken: ‘Sure?’
Amy: ‘Yes.’

He tucked his finger into her dress’ strap and pulled them off her shoulders, revealing the two loops holding her breasts so tightly. The band around her neck had raised her asset a little, and the fastener around her back kept them in place. The unhelpful pair of nipple stickers were peeled off in his gentle hands, but her pointy tips did not stay long in sight.

His mouth went over to her right breast and sucked hard on it, making her slump onto the bed in weakness. As if reliving her past love, she held his head in her arms and dug into his hair, reacting appropriately to his vicious tongue movements. The duo was almost unstoppable if not for the wave of my hand, sobering Amy up for an extra treat.

She went to her backpack and fished a leash out, the end connected to a furry black collar. Along with that, a plastic bottle of lubricant was also left on the bed.

Amy: ‘You can tie me up with this.’
Ken: ‘Why would I do that?’
Amy: ‘So I won’t run away?’

I received the ‘you’re an asshole’ look from him but he took the collar nontheless, snapping the buttons around her neck to hold it in place. Unsure if he was just acting gentleman, he did not let the attachment go to waste as he led her to the bed, forcing her to crawl on her fours.

Slipping the end loop around his wrist, he sure knew how to keep a ‘bitch’ in control. As soon as he got his pants off, another tug pulled her in his direction until she reached his groin.

Ken: ‘Can you suck me like before?’
Amy: ‘I can try. But can you use this?’

His eyes widened upon seeing the bottle of strawberry lubricant landing in his palm, dumbfounded by her preferred use of flavoured lube for a blowjob. As soon as he made a few pumps of the clear, viscous liquid over his cock, she placed her paws on his thigh and combed her fringe behind her ears.

Bending over his waist, Amy took almost half of his length in before her lips shut tight, garnering a sudden deep breath of air from him. She made a few strokes before swapping to her hand, thumb focused on grinding his dick head until he was trembling. Her mouth went back to work and more sighs came, from the relieve from his sensitive tip.

She never stopped sucking as long as she could still smell the strawberry, and when it was almost gone, she surprised him by licking the sides of his shaft for him.

Ken: ‘You have never done that with me.’
Amy: ‘Is it?’

His abs was rising and falling from the sloppy blowjob, and it was obvious to her that he was feeling all she had been taught (by me). Taking a few seconds’ rest, he twisted his wrist to shorten the leash, followed by a forceful shove behind her head.

Ken: ‘Suck me more.’

Her face was stuffed with his cock and she had no control over the depth when he held her head down. Following his wishes, gagging noises filled the room up. No amount of thigh-slaps could stop him and her desperate waves to me was futile. She was his for the night – as stated.

After a long while, he relaxed the leash and helped her sit up, panting rapidly with watery eyes.

Ken: ‘I’m sorry Amy. I’m really sorry.’
Amy (sobbing): ‘It’s okay. I never gone this far with you before.’

He placed her on her back and laid on top of her, massaging both her boobs while alternating his mouth between both nipples. Her prior discomfort was quickly smothered as moans were heard, bringing him back to the loving guy he was.

Ken: ‘Open your legs wide.’
Amy: ‘Yes daddy.’
Ken: ‘Good girl. Rub yourself now.’

She pushed hard on her clit and moved in circles, while he went to his bag for a condom. Taking his time to put it on, she was thoroughly wet when he swiped his finger along her pussy. Wasting no words, she hugged him sensually as his hips thrust into her vagina, calming her tensed body in a single stroke.

The familiar moans came louder as he picked up speed, hammering my girl into ecstasy. Given how well the plan was executed, her first orgasm came within the first few minutes, sending her body into convulsion with her legs wrapping tightly around his waist.

Ken (groaning): ‘You are still as tight huh!’
Amy (moaning): ‘Of course. For you daddy.. ‘

He regained his position and split her knees even wider, jutting his hips at her pussy in hyper speed. Though not as deep, the speed and angle drove her nuts and it didn’t take long before she came again, this time, bending her chest forward to pull him down for a kiss.

Amy (moaning): ‘Daddy.. Fuck me till you cum.’

In her favourite position, sprawled like an overturned dog, her boobs jiggled heartily between their chests. He was venting all his emotions through his deep-sea piling, filling up the void in her pussy. The couple went back to their old sex life, indulging in the intense, yet passionate sex.

Ken (groaning): ‘I’m cumming baby!’
Amy (moaning): ‘Shoot it inside me Daddy!’

He switched to the ‘deep, single stroke’ gear and pumped hard at her pussy, collapsing her lungs to exhale all the love out of sex. In under half a minute, a gentle tremble from her shoulders turned her to a possessed being, muscles twitching out of control.

Amy (exclaiming): ‘Fuck! I’m coming again!’

The lifeless body jolted like electrocution until she fell into a cross figure, only part moving was her chest.

Amy (wearily): ‘Can you leave the room to us now?’
Ken (panting): ‘You sure?’
Amy: ‘Please?’

He gathered his clothes and went into the shower, coming out to see his ex covered up under the blanket. During the time he put on his shoes, his gaze never left her direction.

Ken: ‘I’ll text you later k? Or you can text me.’

Not waiting for her reply, he left the room and us. I took off her collar and wiped her body dry, before lying deep in thoughts next to her.

Amy: ‘It’s your turn to be my puppy now. You can start by licking here.’

She held up her more-sensitive right boob and I took it into my mouth, flicking it gently with my tongue – the way she likes.

A Foreign Blend

Girl (whispering): ‘Hey. Can we get your number?’
Me: ‘Huh?’
Girl (whispering): ‘Just type in here. Tell them I’m connecting to the WiFi if they asked.’

The girl with sharp facial features handed her phone to me and I fiddled with it for a moment, getting my number in with my name. She took it back and showed it to her friend, a local Chinese whom I had seen a few times at the cafe.

When I ended work at 3pm, only one message came from an unknown number, reading, ‘I’m Victoria. Naumi Hotel. 208. Bring some food too!’. I bought some pastries at staff price and bade farewell to my colleagues. Making my way to the hotel opposite, the mixed blood lady opened the door for me, in the high slit, low-cut dress she wore earlier.

Victoria: ‘Come in! I’m so hungry waiting for you.’

We ate from the paper bags in the most serene hotel room I’ve ever been in while talking about her friend, who was the one who wanted my number. At that time, she was at work, and that was something Victoria couldn’t resist making use of.

Victoria: ‘Do you want to get into a more comfortable attire? I’m sure you wore undies. I’m cool with that.’

The natural brown head of hair went well with her fair Caucasian fairness, and the British accent just made her look sexier. In a single move, I stripped my top off and unbuckled my jeans, without letting them go any lower than my hips.

Victoria: ‘Don’t mind if I get into something comfy too.’

I shook my head nonchalantly and she dropped the long dress in front of me, replacing with a thin, crotchet top usually worn at the beach. She pushed the thick blanket away to invite me to the spacious centre of the bed, and we sat really close in front of the TV with food in our hands.

Victoria: ‘So my friend, she’s into you huh?’
Me: ‘Is she? Did she say what attracted her?’
Victoria: ‘Hmm.. the occasional glances you threw at her, and the focus you put into your coffee. She loves drinking coffee, and the only reason she kept going back was because of how you tried to convince your boss to improve the standard.’

Me: ‘Haha. So she overheard us.’

The open-minded lady casually dropped her crushed paper bag over the edge of the bed and placed her hand on my belly, sadly not lean enough to feel any muscles on. Still, she ran her fingertips down my groin and dug into my underwear, touching my cock with her nails first.

Victoria (whispering): ‘You wouldn’t tell her that I had you first right?’
Me: ‘Should I?’
Victoria: ‘I’m just here for a holiday, while she’s here for good. You think?’

I slanted my body to the increasingly attractive girl and she pulled my jeans lower, enough to flash my cock out of my briefs for her to caress. As I pushed my way up her chest for her boobs, she let me unbuckled her strapless bra and held her firm assets in my hand. Tickling the tip of her nipples with my nails, it didn’t take long for her to start moaning, so ever sensually into my neck.

Victoria: ‘I like your size.’
Me: ‘These fit nicely in my hands too.’

We started off with just hand movements to warm up, slowly diverting my hands down her belly and into her panties, black with knots on each side of her hips for me to untie easily. Soon, she was jerking my cock faster and her legs were spreading more to my finger pressing deeper between her labia.

Victoria (moaning): ‘Oh god. You sure know where to touch to make me feel so good. It feels just like how I’d touch myself.’

I pushed on massaging her sweet spot for a few minutes, until she suddenly grasped my forearm tightly, followed by a gentle shiver and her thighs immobilising my hand. She sank back into the soft pillows once her orgasm passed, looking as if she was done for that evening.

Continuing my calming rub on her clit, Victoria stopped me after a while, signalling for me to rest. She got up from her resting position and moved herself to my chest, lying on me while fondling my sleeping erection.

Victoria: ‘My turn now, to show you how passionate girls are from my country.’

From where I laid, I couldn’t see what she was up to. But the sudden deep breath I exhaled couldn’t be wrong. From the tip of my cock, a kiss sealed her lips and she slid my shaft along her tongue, going all the way to the base for a start. Who would use such a deadly move right in the beginning right? Unless she had more tricks up her.. see-through sleeves.

Maintaining a light suction, she worked at the centre of my shaft, without much teasing on the head. Without pushing me too far in desperation, it seemed that she knew how to please a man. Despite how monotonous her oral sex was, I was completely soaked in her non-stop swirling tongue that pushed all my buttons.

Me (moaning): ‘Victor.. I’m gonna cum if you keep going.’
Victoria (panting): ‘Sounds good to me.’

She sank her lips deeper with each stroke and I felt the tightness of her throat, squeezing me repeatedly on the sensitive tip. Going continuously, no amount of groans I made slowed her down. Finally, my hands went to hold her hair in a bundle, while she made the fastest and deepest deep-throat I had ever felt.

Me: ‘Cumming!’

She rested her head on my stomach and kept my cock buried in her mouth, taking in all my cum and keeping the suction levels straight. Amidst my trembling ejaculation, she toyed with my balls to get every drop out of me and swallowed everything without breaking contact.

Me: ‘Okok. I’m done.’
Victoria: ‘Mmm~’

Feeling a little numb from the powerful orgasm I just received, I did not push her away. Letting her suck my cock like a baby, a never-before scene appeared in front of my eyes when she lifted her head away.

I was still hard.

Victoria: ‘Looking good!’
Me: ‘But how?’
Victoria: ‘Seems like you didn’t get such treatment before. Technically, if I kept sucking while you came, blood will not flow back from your penis.’

Me: ‘Wow. Mindblown.’
Victoria: ‘More like cockblown.’

She dived back into the empty space next to me and turned herself around, spreading her legs wide to masturbate herself.

Victoria: ‘C’mon. Don’t let it go to waste.’
Me: ‘Condom?’

She just winked at me when I mentioned that word. Energetically, I jumped up from the bed and went on my knees under her groin, cock barely shrinking since I shot my first load. She delicately held my cock at her pussy while I leaned forward, stuffing it in as our groins touched. Now body-to-body close, the twitching muscles in her legs bothered me as if she was in discomfort.

Me: ‘You alright?’
Victoria (whispering): ‘Yeah.. your cock is directly hitting my g-spot. No guys have ever touched it so continuously like yours.’

Seeing her flushed and light-headed expression, I did not question her further and simply went to work. Thrusting in the same angle I entered her at, it took less than three strokes to throw her into her fit, hands clenching the edges of her pillow as I plummet her repeatedly.

Just as I was losing control of my own tempo, a tiny jet of cum hit my navel as her vagina tightened. Knowing that she was squirting, I slowed down as her body shook more violently, feet holding my hips in as she climaxed straight after. Once she recovered a little, I resumed by pounding into her slim body, slapping noises echoing loudly as soft moans escaped our mouths.

Victoria: ‘Fuck.. I’m just gonna keep cumming like this!’

Another shiver went up her spine as she came again, this time without any squirts on me. I did not hold myself back anymore and slammed hard into her groin, reaching as deep as I could while brushing across her G-spot with each thrust.

The poor girl was begging for me to stop after five minutes but she wasn’t getting any breaks from me. I used my elbows to lock her shoulders in place while engaging my final speed, in a speed like vibration to hammer my cock into her.

Her nails scratched across my back as I persevered on, savouring the tightening cunt that was getting super slippery around my shaft.

Me (whispering): ‘Just hold on k? I’m about to cum.’
Victoria (moaning): ‘You can shoot it all into me. I’m sure there’s nothing left.’

I took her challenge and maintained the high speed sex going, making slower but forceful thrusts into her pussy. The deep gasps of air, the tighter hugs, the unwilling closure of her legs around me, it was a perfect combination to have my cock addicted to her wild side.

Me (speaking steadily): ‘Here it goes.’

My hips jerked uncontrollably as my shaft forced everything it had out of the tip, unsure of how much goods I was going to deliver. The abrupt change in mood was shown when she pushed my chest up, but her legs did not let me out of her at all. I grabbed her boobs and squeezed them really hard, while the last few shots of ‘nothingness’ exited my dick.

Before I was done, her legs freed me and nudged me away, sitting herself up with a horrified face. When she dug into her own pussy to scoop out whatever I came into her, the thick, viscous white cum proved that there was indeed more from where it came from.

Victoria: ‘How could there be so much left in you?!’

She gave a sigh and I followed my instincts for my next move. I pushed her down onto the bed and hovered on top, without my dick touching her body. Kisses calmed her down along with her own slow massage of her sore pussy, admitting to her fate of a wrong judgement.

Me: ‘Let’s get dressed. It’s about five now.’

An air of silence stayed in the room while we got dressed, into the presentable clothes that we first saw each other in. After fifteen minutes of watching mindless TV shows, her doorbell rang and the Chinese girl was standing there, in a grey spag top and black skirt, blazer hiding her tanned shoulders.

Girl: ‘Hey J! Jasmine here.’

Victoria gave her a hug and brought her into the room, where girly talks of ‘if she did anything while alone with me’ and ‘looking so flustered and red’ excited them. That evening, I was a bystander to the girls packing Victoria’s luggage, and sending her to the airport before returning to the room which was booked till tomorrow noon.

In there, apart from seeing my topless body and her unglamorous sleeping attire, nothing much happened besides deep conversations about life and coffee. We slept in our own sides throughout the night, but woke up to see each other in embrace.

Feeling the start of a beautiful relationship, everything went back to normal. As for Victoria, we maintained a cyber-sexual relationship over Whatsapp, sending photos of ourselves along with intimate photos taken with our partners (with permission) to keep our momentary encounter last a long time.

A Big Deal

Me: ‘Xiu Qi?’

The jacket-clad Chinese girl waving my Chinese name in front of me dropped her laminated A4 sheet and smiled widely at me, while standing in the middle of loud, eager Asians rushing to their families who were at the airport to pick them up.

Xiu Qi: ‘J! Welcome to Beijing, China. They sent me to pick you up. My English is considered the best in the company.’
Me: ‘Best? You?’
Xiu Qi: ‘Don’t be mean, J.’

She took my hand carry which contained all my important documents and led the way out into the smog filled outdoors, a sight to behold for a first timer in the land of opportunities. Hate to wonder if their land would outlast the ‘opportunities’ we were so hopeful for.

In the midst of dust and dry air, girls in short skirts and tiny tops were a common sight, and she wasn’t too far off too. Wearing a mini denim skirt and a black, satin spaghetti top, complimenting her curvy yet attractive figure perfectly.

Xiu Qi: ‘The taxi is here.’

I sobered up from the overwhelming sight of the foreign land and hopped into the passenger seat, right beside her who was busy fanning herself with my name ‘card’.

Me: ‘Where are we going first?’
Xiu Qi: ‘To your hotel. Then we will walk to the office building. It’s not far.’

Stepping into the hotel was the best thing that happened so far, checking in and heading into my room, the air still smelled a little burnt no matter how clear the air looked. I briefly unpacked my luggage and wiped my face down, gathering a brownish patch that settled on my naturally oily skin.

Me: ‘Okay. I’m done. Let’s go.’
Xiu Qi: ‘So fast? We will be too early. It’s at 2pm. Go get a shower first.’

Feeling a little impatient, I sat down hard on the bed and took my blazer off, loosening my tie as if I was done with all these nonsense. When I stepped out of my shoes, she got up and reached for my collar, removing my tie and unbuttoning my shirt. The urgency to get this thing done with was slowly disappearing as cold air flowed into my chest.

Still feeling a little weary, I let her undo my shirt and got up to do the rest of the work, only to have her unbuckle my belt and dropped my pants to my ankles.

Me: ‘You can take a nap first. I will be taking a long shower.’

I went into the spacious bathroom and stepped into the bathtub (of course after taking off my underwear), leaving the door unlocked in case she needed the toilet. Barely ten minutes after I laid in the tub waiting for the water to fill it up, she entered in her laced black bra and panties, taking my breath away with another view of China.

Catwalking towards me, the rest of her clothes formed her trail and we were only soaking our hips, with her back towards me between my legs. She grabbed the complimentary bottle of body wash and poured everything into the tub, right where the water was hitting the surface.

Bubbles quickly covered our privates with rising tide and we were finally in warm water after fifteen minutes, chatting in fluent English about where I came from. Once the taps were shut off, she turned to me and dunk a netted scrub underwater, cleaning from my feet up.

With a seductress in the same bathtub, how did you think I’d react? By the time she reached my groin, I was hard as rock and she did not hesitate to stroke me while cleaning my shoulders and chest. The amount of care she took not to scrub too hard, almost tempted me to marry her then.

Me: ‘It’s my turn to clean you.’

The scrub floated immediately and she laid back for me, letting me do the same for her. From her feet, I was feeling her smooth skin despite them bathing in deadly PSI levels, up to her groin where a trimmed landing strip marked where I should touch down.

Those firm boobs almost melt in my palms when I squeezed them, pinching and rolling her nipples just to test her ‘water’. Soft moans met the splashing waves as we put up a little fight, trying to keep our hands on each other to make each other give in.

After a long while of sensual teasing in there, I pulled the drainage plug and we washed dried ourselves, making our way nude to the bed. Jumping under the sheets in coldness, she was quick to pull my blanket away and over her shoulders, while I laid in the open. Parking herself between my legs, I had a perfect line of sight to her beautiful face partialy hidden by her long flowing hair, and a pair of fair melons in the background. Holding my freshly washed cock, her sexy red lips kissed and devoured my cockhead, going down as far as she could take.

My abs suddenly tightened and started shaking, all thanks to her long, slippery strokes she was executing along my shaft. Her tightly pressed lips, repetitive teethless laps and playful swirling tongue, was milking me of my vitality before I even came. My mind soon went blank to her deepening distance, almost kicking her away when she sucked really hard on my pee hole.

Xiu Qi: ‘You like it?’
Me (weakly): ‘Oh yes. You’re really good at it.’

She crawled into my arms like a little girl and we pecked a few times, before I got on my knees over her body. Nibbling on her nipples, the seemingly ambitious girl (from her classy but well-thought attire) squealed sexily as they became more sensitive. She pushed my head lower her body as I got fiercer, reaching her opened legs that had a glimmering pink centre. The mesmerising scent of lavender body wash, brought my mouth to her clit that I to pry open for its full glory.

The instant I came in contact with her sweltering love jewel, she clamped her thighs on me before I had to convince her to relax. Moving in circles, my tongue poked at that vulnerable spot and wriggled to her delight. Juices started flowing like a broken tap and I couldn’t help but quench my thirst with it, sucking everywhere that might get me more.

Xiu Qi (moaning): ‘J.. enough.. enough.. ‘

Almost a full five minutes into it, I stopped feasting to see her holding a towel we used, going over to have my mouth wiped clean of her sauce. Once I was spick and span, she magically took a condom from behind the pillow, waving it like a good idea in front of me.

Xiu Qi: ‘我帮你穿。’
Translation: Let me put it on for you.

She skilfully rolled the rubber over my erection and pushed me down her belly, to hold my cock right at her entrance. Wrapping her legs around my waist, I was slammed into her pussy in one move that made her smile with her eyes closed, looking kind of hysteria.

I wasted no time and held her hips together, sitting upright and sliding my ass along the smooth bedsheets. In and out my cock slurped, extracting her bodily fluid with increasing passion. My hands couldn’t tear away from her boobs once my knees took over squeezing her hips together, enhancing her moans into screams.

Me (whispering): ‘You’re too loud!’
Xiu Qi (moaning): ‘You are too good!’

As I went on hammering the breathing girl, she got incredibly tight and I could feel my rod heating up from the suffocation of blood.

Me (in agony): ‘You’re getting too tight. I can’t move anymore.’
Xiu Qi (screaming): ‘Oh fuck! I’m cumming!’

She perched her body up on her elbows and rocked her ass in my direction, effectively dipping me deeper than ever. In ten strokes, she threw herself into my arms and the violent convulsion was contained in my hug, painful sounding groans getting right into my ears.

Pushing me down onto the bed, she mounted on me and spread her knees wide, boobs supported in her kneading hands. Grinding me fast and furious, the one making the most noise was still her, getting all the climaxes while I was building up my momentum in this undesirable position.

Like how time is the best medicine, she gradually stirred up the sensitive areas on my shaft and I was feeling the urge approaching.

Me: ‘Mei Qi.. I’m going to shoot soon.’

Behind all those loud moans, she heard me and slowed down, pushing me to the edge before finally stopping. After she dismounted, the condom was unrolled and she laid on her back, waiting for me to finish it.

Xiu Qi: ‘Come on top of me.’

I placed my knees beside her chest and she took hold of my cock, jerking me while I worked on those assets of hers. The mixture of spermicide with her saliva soon worked wonders on my incoming load, and I was shivering in her mercy just after two minutes.

Xiu Qi: ‘把全部射出来。’
Translation: Just let it all out.

I heard her and let her continued all the way till my first squirt landed across her face in a long streak. The pumping of my dick only got faster as more cum sprinkled across her neck, firing range reducing to her cleavage before the last few bits jetted onto her boobs.

The taps on my thigh signalled me to get off her and I did so promptly, watching her smear my cum across her C cups breasts. And those cum on her face? She swept them with her fingers into her mouth, swallowing as she cleaned her fingers up.

Once we were done and completely satisfied, she brought me into the standing shower and got me refreshed, fetching my clothes to me like a king whom just fucked the horny princess who was betrothed to him.

By then, it was ten minutes to two and we just strolled leisurely to the building, where a panel of high-level staff awaited me in a meeting room.

Boring bits aside, the contract was signed and then did I realise it was a five year deal, which gave that sportswear company their last chance from hitting the sewers. Because of the Chinese New Year season, I got trapped in a never-ending exchange of apologies and gratitude when they shook my hand. Somehow, they imagined that I would be offended by the lack of activities as a highly regarded guest, but I couldn’t think of anything else besides sleep.

For the next three days of meeting, Xiu Qi was assigned to take care of my every need, only to be excused when I was engaged in serious discussion of some details my boss has left out for me to play around with. Still, they managed to get me drunk each time I exited their office, leaving me to Xiu Qi who would dearly care for me once we got back to the hotel.

Three days of non-stop pleasure, half of it done in drunken mode, I guess it wasn’t too bad. And for the return trip home, she was tasked to follow me back, staying in a BnB apartment close to my place until work officially starts here. What more could I ask for?

Perhaps the routine visit to that office again?

Dinner for Ones

Just like the first time people reacted to the world’s most prolific scent, I couldn’t resist turning my head to catch a glimpse of the lady (or guy) who wore the famed perfume. It drifted gently into my nose, and the strength of it told me her exact distance from me.

The only ‘new’ guest that entered took a seat diagonally next to my table, and placed her order with the eager waitress. All I remembered doing was taking another deep breath of the air, and there she appeared again in my mind, shrouded in a mysterious cloud of maturity.

While she paid attention to the bottle of wine that was being introduced, my eyes tracked up her black heels onto her translucent black stockings. And as I reached the darkness under her table, the slim waist of her led my eyes right to those voluptuous assets shapely wrapped to her chest.

Before I knew it, she had swirled her wine glass and raised it in my direction, giving me a smile that would melt any man’s heart. Responding appropriately with my own near-empty glass, we sipped casually through the wide opening. Returning my attention to my own desk, the pages of calculations hit me with reality. There was just no way I can leave these accounts incomplete by the end of the day.

As opposed to the relaxing ambient of the restaurant, I stabbed the little pieces of steak and fed on it while scribbling notes on my stack of papers. Finally, after an hour, I was doing more than what my tasks required of me and the shift back to the supposedly-enjoyable dinner livened up my stressed out state.

Waiter: ‘Sir, this is from the table next to you.’

A plate of signature Tiramisu cake slid into my face and all she gave was a wink. This dish was more expensive than the steak I had and there was no way I could pass on that. A cheeky smile broke across my face despite trying to hold back led her to do the same as well, suddenly taking all the worries I had about any details I had left out in my work earlier.

Lady: ‘Dining alone uh? Cheers to us.’

Our glasses clanged across our tables and we emptied the wine in a go, forks ready to dive into the seductive little slice of heaven.

Lady: ‘May I?’

The open palm signal to the empty seat opposite me showed me how much she respected my personal space, and the only thing I could do would be to help her shift her bag to my side. The waitress tending to our area did the rest of the transfer and before I knew it, her two inch cleavage was right in front of me. After formalities were exchanged, we got started on our dessert and spoke between bites.

Me: ‘How can a lady like you be dining alone?’
Kimiko: ‘Well, the business partners I came here for had not planned anything for me. But I’m leaving tomorrow anyway.’
Me: ‘You’re from Japan?’
Kimiko: ‘You can tell?’

I need not say a word to explain my accurate guess and we scrapped our plates clean of any leftovers. For that day (and night), I had been in the most formal wear you guys can imagine. Black jacket and pants, silky white shirt without the tie to allow me to swallow better. It wasn’t everyday I wore that out, but it certainly attracted attention from the more.. elegant ladies.

Me: ‘Chanel number five.’
Kimiko: ‘Oh my god. You know it.’
Me: ‘Of course. There is no other perfume I can imagine being more suitable for you.’

She shyly pushed her plate away for the waitress to clear and we spent the next few minutes finishing up our respective choices of wine.

Kimiko: ‘Umm.. I’m wondering if you would like to come up to my room. It’s my first time in Singapore, and I would like to make the most out of this short trip. Maybe you can tell me more?’

Me: ‘It would be my pleasure.’

Upon her relentless insistence on paying for my meal (putting it on her company’s card), I couldn’t help but feel a little inferior to let her treat a stranger for her first visit here. Nonetheless, I stopped trying to pay her back after a few attempts and followed her to her room. Walking side by side, I was surprised that we were the same height, even though I knew she wore heels.

At last, the door beeped opened once she flashed her card key and candles lit the room in a somewhat eerie fashion, stopping me at the door.

Kimiko: ‘I asked for a turndown service earlier. Don’t worry.’

The hospitable Japanese kicked her heels away after me and took both my hands, guiding me in front of the full length mirror just a few steps ahead. Darting her eyes between my gaze and lips, she squeezed my arms harder as seconds ticked away.

Kimiko (whispering): ‘You are.. different from the men I met during the meeting.’
Me: ‘How different?’
Kimiko: ‘Their eyes.. it’s as though they are looking at me sexually.’
Me: ‘And me?’
Kiroko: ‘You see me.’

She took a graceful step back and reached across her belly for a concealed hook, disrobing her red dress to a deep V-neck coat. It did not stay long in that manner though, falling into a pile onto the carpet once she peeled them off her shoulders. Out of nowhere, the iconic Chanel No. 5 flooded into the bedroom, as if visibly covering the gorgeous bed next to us. Standing in her black stockings and pink lacy lingerie, she came up to me, and started unbuttoning my shirt.

The image of a dutiful wife appeared in my head when she did all the work stripping me, all the way to my blue underwear. By then, she was just in her bra and panties, stockings rolled off her ankles when my pants were removed from my feet.

My body briefly savoured the intimate warmth from her when she stepped closer, hugging me by my neck and engaging my lips. The slight drowsiness from the alcohol smoothened all the otherwise awkward trnstition to the bed and we were lying on our sides face to face in swift motions. While we continued to make out, my hand roamed to her back to free those handful breasts, possibly C cups gauging how heavy it was when I jiggled them.

Kimiko (whispering): ‘You like it?’
Me (whispering): ‘I love it.’

She lifted one of her boobs to my mouth for me to suck on the pinkest nipple and I never regretted it. As soon as my tongue went on to taste her peaks, she was pulling my hand to shove it between her legs. Meeting a perfectly smooth groin, what else could I not do? Her clit grew harder the instant I circled my middle fingertip on it, and moans filled up the flame-lit room with sexuality.

Once five minutes had passed from the one-sided pleasure giving, she spread my legs forcefully and sat in between on her feet.

Kimiko: ‘Just lie down and enjoy.’

The last scene I recalled was her opened mouth going over my erection, momentarily sending me to the heavens when her lips closed on my shaft. My eyelids remained heavy as she slurped her way up and down, saliva generously providing seamless, long, soothing trips down my cock and up my spine. Never did I had an urge to grab her hair and force her any lower. She had me covered from ‘top’ to ‘bottom’.

Kimiko: ‘Ahh.. nice?’
Me (weakly): ‘Yeah.. super.’

The familiar sound of a plasticky item brought me to my senses and a fuzzy image of a condom appeared in her hand. She proceeded to roll the almighty protection gear down my cock and skilfully extended it longer into my groin.

Me: ‘Shall I go on top first?’
Kimiko: ‘Not yet. I.. don’t orgasm easily. And can only climax when I’m riding. So I’ll go first.’

That said, she waded over my hips and sat slowly down over my dick, tucking it safely into her body as she relaxed her hip. While she was feeling more comfortable, I was in fact getting tensed. I knew what this position would do for me and the result might actually kill the mood we had spent so much effort to build up. My dick never felt much pleasure in this stance and it might affect her if I had little reaction to her hard work.

Anyway, she carried on with the rocking and grinding motion, moaning and holding her own hair back as she glide her ass on my waist. Just like she mentioned, her pussy got tighter just two minutes into the sex and she came shortly after. Following the hoarse moans from her throat, her body shook non-stop for at least ten seconds before she fell forward onto me, panting breathlessly while trying to tell me something.

Me (whispering): ‘Kimi.. you alright?’
Kimiko (panting): ‘I came really hard just now. I never felt that before.’

She was close to fainting when I rolled her onto her back, sliding between her legs while she caught her breaths. Seeing how weak she was trying to hold her legs up for me, I did her the favour and threw her calves over my shoulders, leaning forward till her pussy was completely vulnerable.

Auto-docking into her vagina, I sank my cock very slowly into her, causing her to pout in an agonising expression to rush me. Still, I took my time and started out slow, worried that her tightness would trigger anything too early. As time past, I was soon hammering her at full speed and depth, ramming my way as far as ‘it’ could reach.

The girlish hug she gave around my ribs tickled me slightly to push myself even further, driving my hard rod faster beyond my determination to last longer. Within a minute, she pulled me onto her chest as another shiver immobilised my cock with an overwhelming vacuum, milking my unprepared rod for any cum that I could afford – which was none.

Me (whispering): ‘Come. Flip over for me.’
Kimiko: ‘Doggy?’
Me: ‘Yeah.’
Kimiko: ‘But I don’t like that pose. It feels degrading.’
Me (whispering): ‘It’s just you and I here. And I won’t make you regret it.’

I pulled out of her and helped her on her knees, spreading them just wide enough for me to go between. Parking my tip at her entrance, I grabbed her waist and plunged right in, sending her into screams directed into the pillows after the first entry.

Kimiko: ‘Fuckkk… ‘

Hearing that, the next thing I did was probably the only thing I did. I yanked her body back as I thrust forth, pile-driving my steel foundations into her pussy over and over again. Besides begging me to stop, the seemingly infinite orgasms kept trembling her upper body, releasing more fluids as I pumped my heart out.

Me: ‘Kimi! You’re squeezing me too tight!’
Kimiko (moaning): ‘I know! I’m going crazy!’

I shifted myself closer to her ass and made tiny deep thrusts, focusing on my shaft since the tip was getting too sensitive. Kiroko couldn’t do much except to clench her fists at the ends of the pillow, face buried in it to suppress her moans. I was about to reach my end.

Kimiko (moaning): ‘Are you cumming?’
Me: ‘Soon!’

She lunged herself forward and let my erection slip, toppling me forward onto her back as she crawled away from my sweaty body. Remaining on the bed, she let me lay flat while she fell onto my belly, mouth moving closer to my twitching cock as I combed her fringe away. I felt the condom coming off in front of her face, and then her mouth went to take its place.

She used her hand to continue to jerk me while sucking, till I was once again trembling weak in my knees.

Me (groaning): ‘Shooting now!’

She devoured more of my shaft and caressed my balls while my abs tightened, unloading waves of cum into a more manageable ‘container’ that kept teasing my pee hole.

Finally, the last contraction was over and she took a few seconds longer to suck me clean. Sitting upright next to me, she stretched the rubber ring of the condom and spat into it, releasing blobs after blobs of whitish liquid.

Kimiko (breathing deeply): ‘You came a lot.’
Me (panting): ‘Thanks to you.’

She dried me up with tissue and we head into the showers to clean up, only to end up fucking each other again – with running water down our bodies and no condoms. After the most tiring shower, the both of us had no more strength for anything and collapsed into the bed, cuddling in each other’s arms drifting off to sleep.

When I woke up the next day, she was up and dressed in a lively sundress. The pink lingerie, stockings were folded neatly into a pile and a note laid on top of them all.

Kimiko: ‘I’m leaving in fifteen. You can sleep till 2pm. I have requested for a late check out.’
Me: ‘I can send you to the airport you know?’
Kimiko: ‘My company has arranged transport. Those are for you.’

She came over to my side and pecked my forehead, but not before I forced a ten seconds tongue fight out of her. Quickly wrestling my morning wood out of the thick blanket, she used her saliva to give me a handjob. The most rushed, but skilled hand-twisting and area-specific teasing. Keeping time on her pick-up schedule, I came into her hand after just five minutes and she wiped most of them with a dry tissue. Whatever left was left to dry, and that would be the only present I could give her.

And also my underwear which I spent fifteen minutes looking for, only to find out in the note that she had took it with her. I hope to see you again Kimiko, and take in your Chanel again.

Lena’s Lenny

Part 1 | Part 2

Girl: ‘Are you lost?’

I turned to see a fair skinned girl, in basic white spaghetti top and high waist shorts, looking concerned at me. Despite the isolation of the hotel, there were houses nearby and eyes were beginning to judge the sight of an obvious Singaporean with their local SYTs.

Me: ‘No I’m not. I’m catching some air here. It’s so different from Singapore.’
Girl: ‘Oh. From Singapore. I stay behind the hotel. Good you not lost. Eaten?’
Me: ‘Nope. Not sure what’s there to eat around here.’

A frown appeared between her brows as she thought hard about a place, but it was mostly the number of choices that got her.

Girl: ‘Eat together? Ten minutes walk.’

I nodded and made the universal sign for money, returning to my room with her tagging closely behind. Once I got the cash, we went for dinner and the hospitality of the locals filled my stomach beyond maneuverability. Lenny walked me back to my hotel no matter how much I assured her I remember the path, sending me into a state of dilemma when we reached my room.

To send the girl back alone would be dangerous, and thinking back, it was equally dangerous for me to walk back alone too.

Me: ‘So now you are going back?’
Lenny: ‘Yupp.’
Me: ‘It’s quite late you know? Can you spend the night here?’

The offensive request shocked her into taking out her phone, and dialling ‘Mum’ without hesitation. After a minute of incomprehensible chat, she gave me a nod and I knew the first part of the worry was over.

In the room, I let her take her shower first and for thirty minutes, there was no sound. Although I know she was just enjoying the bathtub, I was in a hurry to rinse the BBQ smell off my clothes.

*Knock knock*

Splashing sounds came and the door swung open to her in a bath towel.

Lenny: ‘Yes?’
Me: ‘I thought you fainted. Umm.. are you almost done?’

She pointed to the bathtub and a overflowing bubbles told me how much she was enjoying it. While distracted, she grabbed my wrist and pulled me inside, slamming the door accidentally behind my back.

Lenny: ‘Oops. Shower together? I won’t see anything.’

Hmm.. a plan indeed. She walked to the tub and threw the towel over a hook, casually stepping into it in front of the mirror wall. With her eyes on the mirror (away from me), I proceeded to strip and joined her in the bubble bath.

Lenny: ‘I clean your back for you.’

She offered to help after I wet my head, holding me carefully while I turned around. Just two rubs on my back later, her hands slid across my waist to my groin, peeling the foreskin backwards of my erecting cock. What else could I expect when she wanted to ‘rub’ me? My little head won this time.

With her fingers stroking my penis underwater, I backed up on her till she hit the edge, without any space to run. Both my hands went behind my back and I located her groin quickly, submerging between the delicate labia lining the path to her clit.

Engaged in the mutual masturbation, we moaned our hearts out as temperature rose in the bathroom. She had gone all out pumping my cock in her hand and two fingers were digging her pussy out.

Lenny (whispering): ‘I need to pee!’

A hot jet of pee hit my back with her body shaking, triggering an orgasm while she relieved herself. As soon as she was done, she unplugged the stopper and we leaned on each other till only the foam was stuck on our bodies.

Gleefully, she took the shower head and rinsed me clean, doing the same for herself once I got out of the tub. We joined hands for support on the slippery floor to the mirror and that was when she began to blow-dry her hair, body bent over the sink to give me slutty glances through the mirror.

Lenny: ‘You have a condom?’

The only person who could beat my timing to get that condom would be The Flash. She took the rubber off my hand and spread the ring over her pussy, telling me that that was the only way to put it on.

Naturally, I unlocked my knees and slid my cock up her pussy, until she perked her ass up for my dick to pop into the condom and into her hole. She held the rubber ring for the few strokes I used to get ‘armed’, and soon let go after I was buried deep inside her.

Her body kept jerking as I hammered her from behind, disrupting the blow-dry and combing process. Once she slammed the comb down in a pouting look, I stood upright to miss my next entry. Lifting her small frame onto the basin, she instinctively wrapped her legs around my waist and let me pound her weak.

God, if only you guys could see how she slouched against the mirror, biting her lips as moans were fucked out of her. While at it, I took her shirt and pulled it over her head, leaving her braless to do the same for me. Once the basic attire was decided on, I carried her to the bed and let gravity did the work. To fall, and ram my cock into her.

The yelp did not stop us from fucking the sheets off the mattress, swapping to doggie style when she wanted to look out of the window. Facing the rows of private houses, the pounding she took jerked her up and down against the glass. If anyone spotted us, they couldn’t be any more right as to what we were doing.

Me (groaning): ‘You’re getting tighter Len.. ‘
Lenny (moaning): ‘It’s you getting bigger!’

We turned towards the bed and she climbed on it, waist still in my hands for me to tug her over my dick. Finally, the next orgasm threw her forward and she flipped around, spreading her legs for me to step into.

Out of her pussy, it was safe for her to rip the condom off and to use her hand on me. As if she was beating herself off, she made sure to aim my little head low while stroking the shaft.

The glorious sight of a young girl in obvious braless state, boobs bouncing up and down on her firm chest, waist skinny enough for my fingers to touch if I squeezed her hard, there was no reasons for my cock to delay any longer.

Me (grunting): ‘Ready!’

A smile followed by lips-bite appeared on her face and she went all out. In mere seconds, she lit the fireworks over her body and quickly sat up to gather the rest on her face. Shots after shots my cum stuck to her beautiful skin and she was this close to make me shoot blood when I stopped her.

She stretched her arms out to push my shoulders down and I was on my knees between her legs. Watching her streetlights lit face, my slightly watery cum dribbling down her nose and was vacuumed into her mouth. She used her fingers to scoop the rest into where she ate and stuck her cute tongue out for me.

Lenny: ‘Dahz-in (dustbin).. ‘

Her fingers pointed my gaze to the white bin under the bedside lamp and I brought it to let her clear her mouth. Bottomless, we went for a quick wash up and brushed our teeth, falling asleep almost together after that intense night.

For a country that was one hour ahead, I woke up before the sun rose, to see her sprawled legs opened lying on her chest. Needless to say, my morning wood was harder than usual and I laid on top of her, inching my rubberised dick into her raw slit.

Lenny (whispering): ‘heyyy.. ‘
Me: ‘You’re wet?’
Lenny: ‘Dreamt about you.’

I let go off my hips and let it sink into her, getting an immediate response from her through a moan. I used my weight to keep her still as the condom squeaked its way in, silencing only after a few strokes. Bouncing atop of the petite lady, her groans rhythmically followed my tempo, until I saw her fists closed to the sexiest orgasm wriggling her body.

Lenny: ‘Let me do my morning workout now.’

She lifted her ass up and nudged me out, bringing me to the bathroom and into the tub. With the wall’s support, I sat at the shorter ledge and let her sit reverse cowgirl over my lap. Rocking back and forth using my knees to balance, my little head indulged in the hands-free sex, feeling every inward stroke stuff it into a narrower end.

There was nothing for me to do once she rejected my takeover, sending me into a lightheaded haven with her slurping hole.

Me: ‘Len, I’m going to cum soon. But not yet.’

She gracefully dismounted and split my thighs apart. Going down on me again, the absence of condom let her worked her tongue on every inch of my shaft, milking me in sensual upward strokes.

Me: ‘You are having breakfast right here?’
Lenny: ‘Mmm-Hmm!’

Her slim fingers joined her lips and the hand-mouth combo pushed me to my wits’. My toes curled up in the porcelain tub and she sucked even harder, forcing me to make girlish groans.

Me (moaning): ‘Cumming cumming!’

She dropped her jaws this time and sank my whole rod down her throat, massaging my rod with the gag reflex. My mind peacefully blew the load down her throat, emitting waves of pleasure down my body into her lips. It was the most soothing, muscles relaxing ejaculation that week, and it refreshed me to new heights.

She showed me an ‘OK’ sign and I gave her a wide smile. Before my very eyes, my dick reappeared in slow-mo and she frowned upon swallowing whatever that was left on her throat.

Lenny: ‘Okay! Done!’

The shower head splashed warm water on me and we took a bath together, this time scrubbing down our bodies without anymore interruptions. It was somehow heart settling to watch each other get dressed, knowing how satisfied.. or a better word would be ‘complete’ after the brief ‘get-to-know-you-better-night’ of activities.

Part 1 | Part 2

Needy Model

Lying on the bed after the photoshoot, the organiser, who was also my friend, let the room for a smoke break. In my hand I had my phone, browsing through the photos broadcasting through a portable router to check for any badly taken shots.

Rebecca’s movements in and out of the toilet did not bother me as she needed to change out of the translucent boyfriend shirt of the ‘Morning Glory’ themed shoot, a series of photos that portrayed a girl’s routine after she wakes up.

Halfway through the photos, she plopped down on the bed beside me, in a nightie that told me she intended to spend the night here.

Me: ‘You’re sleeping here tonight?’

I sat up out of respect but she pulled me back down, hand roaming down my shirt into my jeans.

Me: ‘Hey, what are you doing? I’m not that kind of photographer. I’ve got all the shots needed.’

She swiftly climbed on top of my thighs and unclipped my belt, freeing the button that held my fat belly in. Before the worst happened, I rolled onto my chest and put my phone away, only to feel my jeans getting pulled towards my knees. When I returned to face her, the unhelpful nightie was already gone, and my underwear was yanked under my cock.

Me: ‘Hey hey! Stop!’

For a moment, she kneeled upright, straightening her back (and ass) and looked at me confused. When she waded forward to my hips, and bent forward to hold my dick, I was sure she wanted to prevent any unwanted contact down there. Then all of a sudden, she slammed her ass down on my straightened dick and sent me into a gasp of pleasure. One that you guys feel when your cock is sent to another world.

Rebecca then kept my dick embedded deep inside as she changed to a squat, torturing me with those minute movements against her vaginal walls.

Rebecca: ‘Ready?’
Me: ‘No?!’

She swept her hair back and started hopping on me, clenching and opening my fists to her unbelievably skilled angle of penetration. It wasn’t just up and down. My dick head was scratching against the underside of her pussy while she grinded, rocking slightly back and forth as my dick went in and out.

Me: ‘Fuck! Stop Rebecca stop! You’re going to make me cum like this!’
Rebecca (moaning): ‘Like this?’

She sank her knees into the bed and rested her boobs on me, hips slamming viciously on my desperately, confused cock. The sly grin on her face was unmistakable. Perhaps I was the first to be unwilling to have sex with her, but this girl knew how to make a man beg for mercy.

Me: ‘Shit shit.. get off. Now!’

She hopped off my hips and stepped out of the bed. Dragging me by my feet over the edge, she pulled my arms to sit me up. Rebecca then dropped to her knees and shoved my cock into her mouth, ramming her face into my opened legs. The lack of gag reflex scared me to how many guys has she done this to, but the depth and overwhelming warmth was getting the better of me.

Me: ‘Arghh!’

She pushed me on my back and kneeled higher, containing all of my cum in her mouth as my legs trembled. Sucking me unlike anything I have ever felt, my mind went dark with the last squirt, to the last image of her licking her lips.

Rebecca: ‘Mister.. was it good?’
Me: ‘No.. I didn’t want it.’
Rebecca: ‘But you still came ah.’

I heard shuffling of shoes on the wooden flooring and she returned to my side with a piece of paper.

Rebecca: ‘See this? I’m clean.’
Me: ‘And you have to do this?’
Rebecca: ‘I’m just excited la. You’re the first guy that did a photoshoot I am proud to show others.’

She led the weary me into the showers and cleaned me up, dressing me like a little boy before leaving me to my devices. Once all the photos were backed up and confirmed, the excited girl invited me to stay for the night.

How could I refuse?