Heiress

Joanna: ‘J? Come in.’

I stepped into the mansion near one of the nature reserves in our little red dot, totally out of the way from any main roads or streets. The twenty year old girl showed me the way into the kitchen, where I placed my first carton box of stores for her household. Making a few trips back and forth, she was on her phone throughout to finalise the chores needed to be done, sighing a few times while repeating the tedious tasks.

Me: ‘Okay. It’s all here. You know, I can do it alone if you want. I’m paid to work.’
Joanna: ‘Don’t be silly. See?’

To look up at the ceiling and spot a CCTV was the last thing I imagined anyone would do to their house. How could anyone easily eliminate the pleasure of humping in exotic spots? Unless..

Joanna: ‘My parents are watching. So I gotta work.’

Of course. They probably had solo control over the footage of the cameras. We got around stocking up the toiletries, fresh ingredients into the fridge and replacing all the clothes from the laundry onto the hangers. My job for that day was to stand in for a butler who needed the day off due to sickness, knowing that I couldn’t screw things up too badly without the masters around.

Joanna (shouting): ‘You can take a rest anytime k?’

The fit bodied girl slumped onto the couch with a packet of juice, brows frowning as if she was unwillingly confined to stay home. With a fully stocked kitchen, I couldn’t resist cooking a simple meal of bacon and eggs, piling extra leaves of veggies on her plate.

Me: ‘Here. Eat up.’
Joanna: ‘Bacon?!’
Me: ‘You can’t take them?’
Joanna: ‘No? I love them! My parents forbid me from eating them though.’

She stuffed a long strip of crispy smoked bacon through her lips and shoved the greens after, chewing hungrily unlike her poised state I imagined her to be. Even my share of bacon was gone before I got to them and we were done in no time, leaving the dishes to me while she flipped through a magazine.

Joanna: ‘So you can cook, and do the chores. What else?’
Me: ‘Does reading people count?’
Joanna: ‘Haha! Rex (the sickly butler) totally need some of that. What can you tell about me?’
Me: ‘Hmm.. You try to act cool and outgoing. But you are afraid on the inside.’
Joanna: ‘*sigh* Afraid of?’
Me: ‘Whatever your parents allowed you to do but you have no idea how you will feel after that. You are someone that.. wants someone to guide and lead.’

She collapsed the packet of juice on the counter and walked away from me, footsteps leading up to the stairs and closed her door on me. Most of the work was done for the day and all traces of bacon was removed from their fridge, safely hidden away in a styrofoam box that I was to throw out with old vegetables.

There was no way I could leave her alone after saying what changed her mood, so I went up to her room, only to hear gentle music playing behind the door.

*knock knock*

Joanna: ‘Come in!’

The always-tempting girl had changed out of her old t-shirt and put on a more form-fitting one, pairing pink shorts on her firm ass. Laying lazily on her bed, her iPad caught most of her attention despite my entry.

Me: ‘You alright?’
Joanna: ‘Yeah. You’re right. Sometimes, I’d rather have no freedom and stay with my parents. People out there always disappoints.’
Me: ‘Your ex-boyfriends?’
Joanna: ‘Especially them.’

Right then, she slid her tablet on the bedside desk and patted on her bed, inviting me to sit next to her.

Joanna: ‘So, tell me about you.’
Me: ‘I’m single? And trying to find a job I can settle down for long.’
Joanna: ‘Okay. And.. would you mind if your future girlfriend earns more than you?’
Me: ‘Nope. I’ll do my part to take care of the house then. And the kids if she wants any.’
Joanna: ‘How many kids do you want?’
Me: ‘Three?’
Joanna: ‘Would two do?’

She snuggled right up to me and pressed her head over my arm, sinking into the soft pillows she piled next to me. Picking my other arm, she dropped it on her waist and lifted my elbow higher, pulling her shirt up as my palm slid across her skin.

Joanna: ‘Don’t tell my mum k? I’ve always fantasised about fucking a butler.’
Me: ‘But I have never imagined doing it with someone your status.’

She hushed me on my lips and ran her hand up my shirt, pulling it over my head while I did the same for her. Those bare, perky breasts were results of frequent workouts and they held up well on their own, attracting my fingers to the light brownish tips that protruded so every slightly.

Soon, she was wriggling her fingers into my shorts and boxers, meeting my eager dick that was reaching out to her. Our clothes needed no invite to GTFO and our hands were all over each other quickly, feeling every curves that made our minds even more beautiful.

Me (whispering): ‘Lie down first.’
Joanna (whispering): ‘Like this?’

Her crossed feet did little to hide her shyness once I pried them apart, lying on my belly between those long legs of hers. Just as my mouth reached her gorgeously waxed groin, she covered her genitals to get my attention.

Joanna: ‘Why would you go down on me first?’
Me: ‘It’s a butler’s job to please?’
Joanna: ‘No. Seriously.’
Me: ‘I just thought I should please the lady first. I am kinda honoured you didn’t mind my background.’

She moved her hand to a side and let her other hand joined, spreading her labia to the sticky strands of horniness. Immediately, I poked my tongue at her clit and licked up all the juices, replacing it with my saliva. As wet as she could get, her moans echoed like the soft music playing and I took my time sucking on that pearl. Her legs opened almost to a split with increasing tongue flicks, all the while responding to my each move.

Joanna (whispering): ‘J.. that’s enough. I can’t cum like this.’

I gracefully lift myself up and crawled over her body, where she moved away so I could lie down. This time, she resumed the position I was in earlier and stroked my shaft delicately, eyes observing every grooves and bumps on it. The moment she landed a kiss on it, I took a deep breath and then felt her sink down my cock.

It felt never-ending to my exhaling breath, until she slipped those pinkish lips out to the tip again. My breaths unconsciously got synchronised with her tempo, experiencing meditation-level breathing with each deadly stroke of hers. None of us rushed anyone, and we just took our time to enjoy the sensual moans that our bodies made instinctively.

Me (whispering): ‘Joan.. ‘
Joanna (panting): ‘Hnhhh.. I like sucking you.’
Me: ‘Let’s leave that for next time.’

I got out of bed and let her back to her spot, where she opened the drawer under her iPad to a black pouch. A condom came out of it and she unwrapped it for me, watching me fumble in excitement to get it on. Once ready, her legs spread for me to enter and our eyes met in deep passionate gaze, savouring every inch that I pierced into her pussy.

How could words describe the warmth, and the comfort she gave. The slow, crawling fingers that climbed up my cheeks, held me like a confused toddler. The calmness in her mind was something that amazed the both of us for a full thirty seconds of stillness.

I tucked my arms under her knees to raise them out of the way, before jutting my hips at her pussy. Rhythmically, I set the pace for the start of the race and she simply moaned every few strokes in. Her feet was pushing me deeper as I picked up speed, plunging deeper with less romance and more lust.

Her legs closed very slowly to my guidance till her knees touched, and my cock was engulfed in a compact zone of softness. Now sitting on my bum, I jerked in tiny motion at her ass to stimulate her G-spot, driving her wild all of a sudden with vigour. Grabbing the sheets that we just changed, the ends came loose as she bit on her fists, groaning in an agonising expression to my forceful short bursts of thrusts.

Joanna (moaning): ‘Oh noooo.. ‘

She let a constipated look signal me to do whatever needed to be done for an incoming orgasm. Naturally, I pressed on her thighs harder to raise her ass off the bed, leaning forward to hold them in place while I pound the life out of her athletic frame.

Joanna: ‘Stop stop stop!’

The tight grip on my forearm hurt a little but did not stop me at all. Changing to the shallower jerks, her legs gave way and opened up for me, sending me over her body and then restrained in her bear hug. My cock was milked for its life as her body trembled, heels pushing me as deep as I could reach into her pussy.

For the next minute or so, we remained in that position till her legs fell away, arms following suit before her head relaxed in near unconscious state.

Me: ‘Joanna?’

Her eyelids barely opened to my call and I was out of her in a long while. Very weakly, she turned her body over and raised her butt, knees closing together to aid her change of position.

Joanna (panting): ‘Fuck me till you cum.’
Me: ‘You got it.’

I placed my knees near her feet and poked my cock at her hole. Carefully guiding her backwards, her pussy sank over my cock and stopped in its tracks. Holding that bubbly hips of hers, I went to work and slammed my hips on her ass, shoving my cock fast and furious into her.

Muffled moans went into her pillow as I hammered her, feeling my cock ached as her orgasms tightened her love hole. In this new position, I could sense there wasn’t much waiting to do.

Me (whispering): ‘I’m gonna cum soon.’
Joanna: ‘I’m waiting for you.’

With my last burst of energy, I picked her waist up and vibrated my hips at her, thrusting at my yet fastest speed into that closing hole. In less than a minute, my mind was sucked dry of energy when my cum sprayed into the semen balloon, waking her up in surprise with so much heat in the condom.

Joanna: ‘You didn’t take off that condom right?’
Me: ‘No why?’
Joanna: ‘Cause it’s super warm and full inside.’

She fell back onto the bed after that, leaving me to recover my strength and extracting my softened cock out of her worn out pussy. We returned to her bed once I was done and she helped me removed the condom, sagging at the tip from the huge load I deposited.

Tying it up and leaving it on her belly, I turned to her for a cuddle and she held up her tits for me to suck on.

Joanna: ‘I’ll ask my parents if you can be my personal butler. They have another house, but they also know I cannot manage it on my own.’

Me: ‘Don’t you want to stay with them?’
Joanna: ‘They already gave me a big hint when they gave me the title deed. I’m sure you can make me feel comfortable in a special way.’

At five o’clock, Rex came back looking well to make dinner for the family. By then, Joanna and I were on our way into town, for a penthouse apartment of a condo that was already furnished to her liking.

So, I’ve got a job as a butler, for a heiress who worked from home to make a justifiable living. Turns out, the patio would be our favourite place to get our daily rounds of exercise.

Sister’s Inside Job

Stepping into a small and bare house, my sister introduced me to her friend, Elise, whom she thought could use some free tuition I was giving to her. As if my sister was in her own home, she went into Elise bedroom after an exchange of whisper, then calling out to me that she was going to take a nap.

For a start, I wasn’t qualified as a teacher for any subjects, due to my poor results. But acting as a guide to logically explain answers and methods was still not beyond my means. So, the two of us, Elise and I, took our seats in the living room, the only available room apart from her parents’ in the three room flat.

At the beginning, things were pretty awkward without any knowledge of her background. But slowly, we spoke about ourselves as we attempted questions together, learning from our mistakes to understand better. Surprisingly, Wolfram Alpha was our best help and we wore out quickly from the endless problem solving questions.

Elise: ‘Your sister didn’t tell you about me?’
Me: ‘Nope. Just that you come from a poor family, no offense, and is more guai than her. Haha.’

To think back, we had met a few times when I picked my sister up from school, being more of ‘along the way’ rather than specially fetching the 16 year old rebellious girl. Elise was way quieter and wasn’t that outspoken, until we knew each other better.

Elise: ‘You have a girlfriend? Most guys your age will be marrying soon right?’
Me: ‘Nah. Still looking. And not enough savings yet.’
Elise: ‘She also said you brought a few girls home before?’
Me: ‘My ex lo. A few ex. I’m not that desperate k?’

She returned to the messily scribbled foolscap paper and stared aimlessly at it. Meanwhile, I gave in to my aching tummy and blew their toilet up, even moaning too loud when I relieved my exploding bladder. When I returned to the living room, she was at the sofa, fidgeting awkwardly.

Once I went up to her side, my overcasting shadow shocked her into pulling her hand out from under her oversized blue Dri-Fit class tee, fingers rubbing around her hems to possibly dry them.

Me: ‘You okay? Eh. We are adults here right? Don’t tell me you just.. ‘
Elise (whispering): ‘Yeah.. yes.’

The innocent looking girl never looked into my eyes when she lifted her shirt. Which I paid no attention to, thinking that she must have worn a pair of shorts since there were guests coming over. Instead, a pair of blue panties with a darker patch lined the groin area, spreading outwards to her thighs.

Elise then proceeded to pull them off as if I wasn’t there, stuffing it behind her back while I turned away.

Elise: ‘Sorry.’

She slanted her body towards me and shifted back, telling me that the space was for me. How could I not know where was this headed for? When she carefully picked my wrist up, I was somewhat frightened. Well, not really frightened, but just unsure if I should be doing this at all. This wasn’t like some porno flick where a student seduces a teacher, it was happening right there. The most unimaginable, studious girl-next-door actually stripped her intimate wear in front of me.

Elise (whispering): ‘Just put it here k?’

My palm rested on a smooth, level piece of her skin while my fingers were pushed between her legs, dipping into some of her slimy wetness. She leaned towards me and reached for my shorts, one suitable only for going downstairs to the mama shop. She easily pushed her fingers through the overstretched waistband (which was also extra comfy on the waist), reaching my cock in under a few seconds.

Throughout the time I saw her panty-less till then, my little head was already rising to the commotion. The inexperienced hand grabbed my rod and moved downwards, painfully prying the dry foreskin from my penile head.

Me: ‘Ouch.. stop first. It’s a little painful.’

The curious girl started to bend her back at my groin, forcefully stretching my pants to see what was wrong. Instead of letting her explore clueless, I quickly slouched lower and dropped my shorts to my hips, just enough to let my dick breath.

Me: ‘This part. It’s too dry.’

The change in her expression suddenly stopped her movements. From the start, it was as if she knew what to do, and then, all of a sudden, she was lost.

Elise: ‘How now? Can use my.. water?’
Me: ‘I haven’t tried that before’

When she positioned herself to climb over me, I had no choice but to hold her waist to stop her. Was this an attempt to take a shortcut? What was she thinking (as if we could be any more wrong coming this far).

Elise: ‘Wait wait. Just relax first.’

She bent my dick onto my belly before I let her down slowly, watching her transfer her juices by hand. When our genitals got too close, that was when she had a stroke of genius, applying her ‘water’ by simply gliding her pussy along my shaft.

Just as that was happening, moans started coming from her mouth, combined with weakening arms supporting her upper body. Both her arms went around my neck before I could react, but my hands could still control how high her hips rocked.

Body-to-body, the unlikely teasing actually felt really good, like a massage between two soft folds of meat. As my eyes shut themselves to the heavenly treat, she gradually raised her hip movements, until I felt my tip poke into a tiny warm hole.

Me: ‘Eh eh! Stop!’

I couldn’t sink my butt any deeper into the couch as she lowered herself, devouring my cock into an overwhelmingly tight hole. It was contracting wildly on my shaft, and an uncontrollabl shiver was felt across her waist.

Elise (moaning): ‘Fuck.. it feels so good!’

Her knees began to lift and drop her body, slamming my cock into her adjusting cunt. It soon felt more comfortable, not that any sex could be uncomfortable, as her body accommodated my size.

Seeing how high she was, I spun my body to the longer end of the couch and let her fall. Now pinning her with my weight, I hammered the skinny girl’s body without any creaking noises, all thanks to the old leather sofa that was built from sturdy material.

Plunging my cock into her was the worst torture I had been through. She came easily to my size and just kept getting tighter, no matter how slow I went. My mind just kept telling me to go ‘once more’ each time I wanted to rest. Finally, I yanked myself out out of desperation, only to see her replace my cock with her fingers.

Elise (whispering): ‘Don’t stop J.’

She clamped her hand with her legs and flipped over for me, knees spreading as wide as the couch get. Her webbed fingers then tried to reach for my cock behind her, but couldn’t wait and rubbed her clit every once in a while.

At last, I stopped teasing her and pushed my dick into her palm, quickly guided into her pussy that had loosened a little. This time, I grabbed her tiny waist tightly and plummeted deep into her, sending moans and groans around the house. I increased my speed as she climaxed over and over again, determined to wear her out with this intense session of pure sex.

Her weak arms soon collapsed to her weight, and I held her hips high to keep going. After two full minutes of crazy deep thrusts, my little head could take no more of her virgin-like tightness, and counted down for the eruption.

Me: ‘Elise, I’m going to shoot!’

I let myself fall back to whatever space left on the couch and her body leaned to the backrest, catching all the lost breath that was pounded out of her. Elise tiredly returned to lie flat in front of me, trying to hide her weakness with a faint smile. I climbed over her chest without putting any weight on her, and both her hands came to jerk me off.

Still well lubricated, I just needed to recompose myself, and be ready to redirect the cumshot if she pointed it elsewhere. A couple minutes passed before I felt my climax creep up from my spine, as if a SuperSoaker was being pumped for maximum fatality.

Me: ‘Okay okay.. shooting shooting.’

I bent forward over the armrest and stuck my cock into her mouth, where she sucked like a baby while her index and thumb continued to work. Alas, my hips buckled and sweet, hot, honeydew puree squirt into her mouth, pushing it down her throat with every unintentional jerks.

When I lifted myself away from her, she pinched her fingers across her lips to catch whatever I missed, and took her cup of Milo to help swallow it. As pleased as I was, my sister’s presence then occurred to me, that she had probably heard it all.

I put on Elise’s panties for her and returned my clothes to their original position, trying to act as if nothing had happened. Elise brought her cup of Milo into her bedroom where my sister slept, and came out with her and an empty cup.

When mei washed the cups in the kitchen, did Elise found a chance to tell me something – that she did not swallow, and spat my cum into the Milo my sister drank.

Sister: ‘You two had sex right! Orh hor!’
Me: ‘Eh. Don’t anyhow say hor.’
Sister: ‘Haha. Actually, I’m the one who taught her how to seduce you de la. Men are all the same ma. Plus she has a crush on you.’

The last part got me to hold her hand in a loving manner, pecking on the back of her palm as a sign of affection. After that, she went into her room, and reappeared with a nice, pink dress that left her slender shoulders exposed.

Sister: ‘Okay! Over to my place!’

The girls held hands and skipped out of the house after me, teasing me with questions about how the sex went as if I just fucked myself. Wait, maybe I did fuck myself.

The days spent with Elise was filled with excitement and joy, experimenting outdoor sex and toys and fetishes only girls her age had energy to keep up with.

Camping Inside Sister

Kor (shouting): ‘Welcome back!’
Mei (shouting): ‘Come help me carry my bags can?’

He stopped his web surfing and came out of his room, to see his younger sister dragging a duffle bag while carrying a camping bag over her shoulders. He brought the bags into kitchen and placed them near the washing machine. She had gone into her room and the shower noise came shortly after.

Laying lazily on the living room couch, he continued browsing the web for his programming project till she came out in a fresh set of t-shirt and pair of FBT shorts.

Kor: ‘I’ve got food for you. Just press two on the microwave.’
Mei: ‘Woohoo! Your lunch ah?’
Kor: ‘Buy for you one la. I know you’re coming back today mah.’

She strolled happily to the kitchen and set the timer, turning to her bags of clothes. She had gone for a camp her school had organised for student leaders, spanning five days and a trek up a small mountain in Malaysia.

As the smell of food whiffed into her nose, she stuffed the last bit of her underwear into the machine and turned it on.

Mei: ‘Kor, I’m going to take a nap after this. So tired you know? I think there’s at least five blisters on my feet.’

She slid the plate on the old coffee table and was about to touch her feet, but he stopped her before she could.

Kor: ‘Eat your food la. I pop them for you.’
Mei: ‘Eh! Don’t ah!’

She took another bite off the skewer and chewed happily, while he took a closer look at the sores between her toes. Being an elder brother, he simply began massaging her feet, exercising his arms up her calves. Agonising moans came as he worked on her stiff muscles, urging her to finish her food fast.

Mei: ‘Kor! Massage me till I fall asleep leh. I need it badly.’

She shoved the oily plate of satay sticks to him and went into her room, and he made a quick rinse before returning them to the rack.

Back to her bed, he kneeled over her ankles and continued pressing, the only sounds being the whirling noise from the washing machine.

Mei: ‘Kor, what’s that smell?’
Kor: ‘Orange? I wanted to buy a candle vaporiser for you but I’ll have to keep getting candles. So I bought those oil sticks thingy for you.’

The fruity scent filled the room up with cosiness and slowly, his beloved little sister drifted off to sleep. He wasn’t really concerned about her being awake during the massage, since the point was to make her feel refreshed after she wakes up.

So he continued on her legs, moving up her thighs at a slow pace.

Mei: ‘Arhh.. ‘
Kor: ‘Did I wake you up?’
Mei: ‘No. Don’t stop.’

His hands were soon on her waist, knuckles sinking into her back. He was sitting atop her butt and the few accidental brushes across her ass showed him how firm they were. Playfully, he started raising her shirt to gain access to her fair skin, but there were no more movements or moans from her.

Her bra got hooked over his fingers when he tried to make a smooth transition, and the few ‘slaps’ irritated her.

Mei: ‘Kor.. you know how to unhook my bra? I don’t know why I go put it on at home.’
Kor: ‘Like this?’

The two hooks came undone and he was feeling her flawless skin on the back. Advancing sideways, he got closer to her sideboobs and she started twitching under him.

Kor (whispering): ‘Ticklish ah? I massage somewhere else?’
Mei: ‘Just massage anywhere you want. I like your warm hands.’

He shifted his whole body down to her legs and brought his fingers along, hooking onto her shorts that seemed to be the only thing over her butt. Without questions, she picked her hips up and he went on to strip her lower half.

Disappearing momentarily, he returned to her side with some lotion and rubbed it over her legs, intentionally focusing on her inner thighs. Like how Japanese ‘massage’ went, he was shoving his hand between her legs, right under her pussy.

Mei (whispering): ‘Kor.. I can’t sleep.’
Kor: ‘Why leh?’

He made another two strokes under her pussy and found some other ‘lotion’ wetting his fingers. She took her bra out from under her chest and dropped it over the bed, tugging her shirt so it would cover her cold waist.

Not wanting to put too much thought into this incestuous direction, he turned his attention to her pussy. Sitting next to her, he worked his fingers deep between her ass crack and arrived at her clit. A small vibrating motion sent her moaning and she was soon producing more lubrication than the lotion.

Lazily, she turned herself to the side and used his arm as a guide, to find his hips. She wriggled her fingers into his shorts and at that instant, felt his hard, strong dick in her palm. Her legs had parted to bend ninety degrees on one and the other resting straight on the bed. Enough space for her brother to sink his loving fingers in.

Inches disappeared into her pussy slowly and she found herself pumping his excited rod.

Mei (whispering): ‘Kor.. why you do this to me?’
Kor (whispering): ‘Cause I want you to be relaxed.’
Mei (whispering): ‘Can I lie on top of you?’

Their hands stopped fondling and she groggily slide her body over his. She used her hips to find his dick and when she did, lowered herself carefully over her own brother’s dick, much like in a sliding manner.

The tip had opened her up to a width that did not cause any pain, and when she felt the first bit enter her, it was a cling-wrap kind of fit she experienced. With her love, his dick slipped easily into her, and it was sensation to feel the involuntarily squeezing coming from his little sister.

The throbbing of his cock warmed her up well and her body was reacting to it as though they were made for each other.

Mei (whispering): ‘Kor.. let me lie down on the bed.’

They hugged tight and did a rollover, pinning his full weight on Mei for a brief moment. He picked himself up and let his hips work, driving his stick into the puffy discreet sandwich their parents made.

Mei (moaning): ‘Kor! You’re so deep inside me!’
Kor (groaning): ‘You.. are.. too.. tight.. ‘

No more words were exchanged as he went at his fastest speed, bombing her with orgasms that came one after another. Her strong arms showed her prowess by the reddish marks on his arms, but her pussy was still drooling non-stop.

The relaxing of her vaginal muscles allowed him to go super fast at certain periods, keeping her at the edge of unconsciousness that never seemed to happen. Just as he sensed her tightening again, he slowed down to make long strokes, stretching her innards as far as he could reach.

Mei (moaning): ‘Kor.. cum.. I can feel you scratching me inside.’
Kor (grunting): ‘And I can feel how smooth you are inside.. ‘
Mei (moaning): ‘I can’t take it anymore. I am going crazy.. ‘

He opened her legs up wide and plunged his tool perpendicular to the bed, like a piling jackhammer.

Kor: ‘Okok.. I’m going to cum.’

He pulled out all of a sudden and sat at her feet looking lost. She crawled over to him and pushed him back on his elbows. Her fingers went around his dick once again and began jerking, mouth hovering inches away.

Kor (panicky): ‘Shooting! Shooting!’

Like it was his first ejaculation, she was actually amused by his ‘loss mode’. She covered his pee hole with her lips and pumped him for every drop’s worth. The panting and heaving boy seemed so helpless when he came.

Half a minute later, she slipped her lips a little deeper and contained all of his semen, pulling her head away with a single strand of evidence from his dick.

The brother watched his sister step out of the bedroom into the toilet, and collapsed on the bed when she washed her face.

Kor: ‘So you spit it out?’
Mei: ‘Why? You want to drink ah?’
Kor: ‘No lah. Just asking.’
Mei (whispering): ‘I swallowed a bit, it tasted weird but wasn’t bad. So I swallowed all lo.’
Kor: ‘Haha. So cute ah you. I come back later with dinner k?’
Mei (shouting): ‘Wei! My shorts!’

He slipped her pink FBT shorts over her legs and went back to his room, scheduling a McDonald’s delivery with her favourite food for dinner on the computer.

Still covered in his sister’s saliva, he decided to keep the ‘moisturiser’ on for a while more. Or at least till it was time to ‘re-apply’ it.

Summer Time

Me: ‘Hey! Summer!’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Summer: ‘Come leh. It’s cold!’

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

Summer (whispering): ‘Come.’

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

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

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

Summer: ‘Yesss~ Go slow k?’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Summer (groaning): ‘Oh yes! Oh yes!’

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

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

Me: ‘Summer! I’m going to cum!’

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

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

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

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

Summer (panting): ‘Okay. Done.’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I will Summer.

Some of Her and Her

Reena (shouting): ‘J! Are you making drinks? Can pour me a cup of green tea?’
Me: ‘Okay!’

The daughter of my tenant dropped all her bags on the couch and went into the room, while stripping her cardigan off. The overhead cabinets had a box of Spanish Fly I bought for whoever I wanted to use on. And with that cup of iced green tea before me, I didn’t think much and emptied the thick clear liquid into the cup, swirling around a few times with the cubes clanging around.

Appearing in a singlet and pink FBT shorts, she took her glass on the table and gulped them all down. A loud sigh of relieve later, she went into the living room where I was in the middle of watching ‘Ender’s Game’.

Reena: ‘This show nice meh?’

She snatched the remote and scrolled through a few channels, ending my movie that just started. For a 17 year old, she was considered curvy as she loved eating, especially the meals I cook for the two of them. Being in a single parent family, I was the next person to take care of her, juggling between work and caring for her.

A good ten minutes after she settled on a Korean drama, she closed her legs and placed them together on the sofa, as though hiding something. As the intimate scene played, she covered her legs with a cushion and briefly stole a glance towards me, at the same time catching me looking at her.

Reena: ‘Why you look at me? Watch TV lah.’
Me: ‘It’s awkward lah. See them kiss.’
Reena: ‘You always do that with your girlfriend right?’
Me: ‘When I had one lah. Now no more le.’
Reena: ‘Haha. Then got do that thing?’
Me: ‘Eh. Buay pai seh (not embarrassing) to ask ah? Got lah. Don’t ask anymore.’

She giggled and her hand moved under the cushion for a while. I was still suspecting if the drug really worked for a moment till she went to turn the lights off. Her explanation to make things more romantic was irrelevant for a cop and thief show but I knew she was thinking about something else.

Me: ‘You leh? Got do that thing with your boyfriend?’
Reena: ‘Nope. Never do before. I’m a virgin okay!’

I kept quiet from offending her anymore and placed my arm around her to see if the solution worked. The lack of resistance allowed me to lean her head on my shoulders, and I placed her hand gently on my knee. It was a surprise to feel how cold her hand was without air conditioning, and my unusually-warm normal body was her only choice to stay cosy.

Slowly, I turned my body to her side and she lay with her back on my chest, wrapping my hands on her stomach. I brought my lips to her ear and asked in a whisper if she was alright. Well, she replied with a nod and my arms got pulled tighter around her soft, waist.

Reena (whispering): ‘You’re super warm.’
Me (whispering): ‘I know right.’

I brushed my lips across her earlobes and her neck twitched to that short tease. My palms were slipped under her shirt and the squeezes of her hands kept nudging me towards her shorts.

Me (whispering): ‘You want me to warm down there?’
Reena (whispering): ‘Can?’

I used one hand to stretch the waistband and wriggled my other right between her legs. The sudden partition gave me all the space and I reached straight for her pussy, where my fingers parted the moist thin lips apart to expose her clit. Poking playfully at it, the clenching of her hand on mine reminded me how good she felt, and my little one grew to her shallow breathing mixed with a soft moan accompanying every exhale.

Reena: ‘You’re getting hard huh?’
Me: ‘Duh! I’m a normal guy leh.’

She sat upright and placed one hand behind to massage my rod, still continuing my rub in her shorts. Minutes passed like seconds as we sped up, only to drive her hornier without any signs of orgasms. My shorts were gone when she got too desperate to drive me wild too, and we were just masturbating each other frantically.

Tired I was, but how could I cum before her? Perhaps she needed something inside, like a dildo. Never would I dare to think of deflowering this sweet lady between my legs.

Me: ‘You don’t cum easily?’
Reena: ‘I usually use a toy inside.’
Me: ‘I go get it for you?’
Reena: ‘Huh? Why? You have something I can use right now.’
Me: ‘No way. I’m not your boyfriend or husband.’

To her, virginity was gone when she used the toy, I had a different view on that though. It was the presence of a dick inside her that would claim her virginity, nothing else would affect her status. Just when I was about to adjust her to face the television, she moved herself to the other end, made me sit right behind her and asked me to pull her shorts. So still in a seated ‘spooning’ position, I followed her and did not know what she was up to.

She picked herself up into doggie and I was just lying down, unaware that she was moving herself towards my head. Before I knew it, her knees were by my arms and her dripping cunt was at my neck.

Reena: ‘Can you lick me? I never tried it before.’
Me: ‘I guess that’s fine.. ‘

I used one of the cushion to elevate my head and my tongue flicked non-stop at her clit, attacking it with every known weapon. From sucking, to nibbling, to rapid poking. She was breathing hot air over my dick head and when I jerked my hips a few times, her lips descend over the lap chiong and let her saliva dribble over it.

Just remembering how she used her untrained tongue made me all hard again. She just let her tongue rest on the tip and worked her lips up and down, in a nodding motion. Most of the focus was at the magic ring below the hood, blowing my mind into a state of blank. My thighs kept shivering as she tried to go deeper, occasionally getting too distracted and her teeth scratched so painfully good.

We maintained in 69 for a while till she was too breathless, and turned herself around to sit on me. Landing her t-shirt on my chest, her lips prevented me from talking and her body fidgeted while we made out. When I felt her pussy touching my rod, I tried to sink my hips lower into the sofa but the useless move rebounded me right up, plugging the first inch into her.

Gasping fearfully, she hugged me tight while breathing deeply, relaxing her tensed leg muscles till I was sliding easily into her. Unsure of why I still let her take her own virginity, what done was done. I was inside her warm, wet, pulsating tunnel and it was a one way trip.

She perched herself up after wriggling her hips to ensure a close fit, and rocked back and forth to watch me struggle. She was just so tight and slippery it was impossible not to cum pre-maturely.

Me: ‘Stop stop! I’m going to cum if you continue.’

A quick pause shot fear through her eyes and she dared not trigger anything else. We carefully separated and a quick hustle placed a condom over my genitals. Now de-sensitized, I let her lie down while I pierced my dick in missionary, deep into this eager looking girl.

Pounding came from a gentle start to a vigorous one, forcing all the air out of her as I tried to go deeper. Finally feeling her pussy contracting, I continued with deep-rapid thrusts without pulling too much length out. The poor girl grabbed her long hair and groaned a long breath with her teeth clenched, totally immersed in the climax that shook her body.

Reena: ‘Move Jhae! Don’t stop.’

I pulled my dick out of her and plunged right back in, channeling a scream out of her mouth. I closed her legs together and she flipped one move at a time, to get into doggie. Now in a tight position behind, I bit my lips and thrust real hard. Her arms remained straight as I hammered her, watching how her limbs wobble whenever an orgasm came.

There was no way to last more than ten minutes with that speed, so I was busy slowing down and telling her what’s to come.

Reena: ‘Wanna take it out first? I want to see you shoot can?’

I extracted myself carefully and laid relaxed on the armrest, while she excitedly turned around to unroll the condom for me. Bending her agile chest forward, my dick disappeared once again into her mouth, and she caressed my balls while her tongue tickled every part.

I had to guide her head to move while she explored my sensitive spots, pushing my balls to the limit before I let go off my hands.

Me: ‘Shooting!’

She sank her lips as low as she could go and wrapped her fingers around the base on the first shot. It was so intense with the mini suction, and the sliding of her lips upwards as I unloaded, simply drove every one of my sperms out.

Part sucking, part swallowing, I had lost count of how many times I fired. There was no evidence to see how much I came too. The single strand of stickiness from my dick connected to her teeth was the only trace left that I ever came in her.

Reena licked her lips in the most sensual expression and she pulled two wet wipes from the round tub on the coffee table. I managed to get her into 69 again and let her clean me up, while I licked up every bit of juices to replace it with my saliva. Somehow, both of us knew nothing would be cleaned if I continued.

We finally left each others’ bodies and wore our clothes back, sitting much closer but skipped the cuddles to hide from her mum. When she returned home, everything was normal and Reena was smiling extra wide that night.

As usual, her mum took a quick shower and turned in for the night, while the two ‘kids’ watched TV but with hands in each others’ shorts. When morning came, the second of the three bottles containing that Spanish Fly was emptied into the cup of hot Milo her mum would drink, officially bonding our relationship skin-close.

After Reena left for school, her mum stayed extra close to me while I did some housework, ending with an outcome you guys could guess without much problems. Now, my headache is to plan my roster in line with their work and school schedule.

Fairy Tales

Mum: ‘Son, are you sleepy?’
Eric: ‘Yeah. Tired from work ba.’
Mum: ‘Okay. Go to bed earlier then.’

He went into the bedroom without thinking too much into the glass of cranberry juice she gave him and laid under the blanket while his mum came to close the door.

The long day at work had worn him out and his mean manager didn’t make it any easier for him either. Finally closing his eyes, footsteps came from his door and a glow appeared just as he blanked out.

Eric (whispering): ‘Mummy?’
Mum: ‘Shhh.. go to sleep.’

The half sleeping pill she slipped into his drink did not totally knock him out, but let him drift between slumber and sober. The bold plan of her to check out his son’s growth came after her group of ‘tai tais’ gossiped about their children being as big as their husbands.

Halfway making out what was happening, Eric felt his boxers get pulled down to his feet, and the blanket flipped away to uncover his unsuspecting dick.

Mum (whispering): ‘Mummy is just going to check how big you are. My friends are always talking about it.’
Eric: ‘Huh?!’

A row of fingers went to his skin-draped cock and cold air immediately blew over the top as she peeled his foreskin back. Holding his dick with her index finger and thumb, a gentle move up and down turned the closed-eyes boy on. In no time, he was semi-erect to his mother’s hand, worn out by the dishes and clothes she had to wash for the men in the household.

Eric: ‘Mummy.. can already?’

There was no reply from her as she breathed deeper, exhaling warm air over his groin. The mother of two (him and his sister) have not had sex for almost a week after his dad had went overseas, and now, eight inches of raw meat was before her eyes.

A warm breath came down his dick head after a few seconds and Eric knew what was about to come. A slippery wet tongue went over his tip and circled with accidental flicks across the little hood. Lips closing tightly together, that softness of his flesh glided into her mouth easily, garnering a whisper-like groan as she pushed her head downwards.

That bit of saltiness told her pre-cum was leaking, but the motionless boy was giving her much more to do than just pleasing his rod.

Mummy: ‘Ric, just lie down and relax k?’

His pillow shook as he turned his head to reject her incestuous offer. Did she stop? Not at all. Reaching between her own legs, her fingers wriggled into her shorts, going between her wet folds of meat to seek that clit desperately looking for some attention.

The slurping sounds came after a while and she was so energetic to get some action going, even if it meant having her son as a partner.

Climbing onto his bed, the familiar scent of her dear boy was filling up her nose and the desire to be closer to her just get stronger. She then placed her legs over his waist and sat on his abs, slightly flabby from the lack of exercise.

Fingers leaving her pussy, she reached behind for his dick and pointed it upright, sliding her ass down his body as the tip popped into her love hole. By then, Eric had his head turned sideways with his teeth over his lips, unable to resist nor intended to say anything.

As her slimy vaginal walls wrapped itself over his manhood, Eric opened his mouth for a sharp intake of air, as though her tightness had forced some air out of him.

Mum: ‘Is it comfortable?’

Eric gave her a nod and she continued moving her hips, grinding up and down and letting the waves of pleasure flow through her womb. Her 24 year old boy had never been so sexy in front of her, groaning gently as she rocked her bottoms. The fact that he was growing bigger in her told her how much he was enjoying it as well.

She began shifting her feet to his thighs after a while and Eric was making a different noise, like a hum with his teeth together. Mum was getting wilder as she bounced on his lap, slamming down harder to reach deeper. Droplets of sweat was landing on his body as she worked out, squeezing her pussy to drive Eric crazy as well.

After a few minutes, she saw him shaking his head wearily and increased her pace. Seeing him opening his eyes suddenly, she leaned backwards and continued fucking him in a sliding motion, going up and down his upper thighs.

Mum: ‘I’m gonna cum!’

As she felt her pussy contract, a warm gush of liquid shot into her and she went faster, using his dick to rub against her g-spot till she herself was trembling too. The orgasm was so strong as she did not had sex for a long time, weakening her while Eric’s hips jerked upwards instinctively.

The two of them let their bodies tire themselves out before she resumed a squatting position over him, standing up while her hand held him down.

A few drops of cum landed on his dick as she left, but her mouth quickly came to clean him up before the blanket went over his body.

Right then, their main door opened and his sister called out to tell them that she was home. Pecking on Eric’s forehead, her hand moved away from his dick under the blanket to leave him to sleep.

Once Elsa left her bag on the couch, she went into her brother’s room, mother busy with her stuff in the master bedroom.

Elsa (whispering): ‘Kor, asleep?’
Eric (whispering): ‘Nope.’

Her hand went under the blanket to find him bottomless, and understood that he was horny that night, just like her. As she joined him under the blanket, he could not find the strength to tell her what just happened, and went for another round of crazy cowgirl sex. Which surprised Elsa with his extra long stamina to get two orgasms before he unloaded into her hand with a finisher handjob.

Twisted tales? Well, if only mummy knew what daddy did to Elsa when she wasn’t around in the day.

Helping a Family

Me: ‘Mam! Let me help you.’

Her hands were full when one of the plastic bags tore, spilling the smaller bags of meat onto the floor. I quickly picked them up for her while she squatted to help me out. The Ocean Pacific skirt she wore instantly gave me an upskirt view of her leopard printed panties but she did not notice me as she tried to find space to contain the meat.

For someone in the F&B line, I had gotten used to addressing all the females as ‘Miss’ and males as ‘Sir’, so she wasn’t too offended when I offered my assistance.

Me: ‘I’ll carry this home for you.’
Lady: ‘Thanks boy. I live nearby.’

The heavy bag did take its toll on my arms as we went into the lift, exchanging details about where I lived and my name. Upon reaching her floor, she handed me another bag of groceries before fishing the keys out, inviting me in after removing the slippers off her smooth feet.

Lady: ‘Can put it in the kitchen?’
Me: ‘Sure.’

Why not? I’ve carried it for so far, it wouldn’t hurt to take a few more steps. At the sink, sounds came from the toilet behind me and a girl’s voice called out to greet her mum. Just as I was turning around to wash my hands at the basin right outside the bathroom, a girl in just a towel opened the door, only to close it back when she saw a stranger.

Not wanting to cause anymore trouble, I went into the living room while the lady brought me a cup of water, grateful for the help to get her home. The daughter had no clothes with her then and rushed into her room in the towel, before appearing in a long t-shirt that barely covered her legs.

Girl: ‘Mummy, who is this?’
Lady: ‘Oh, he helped me to carry the groceries home. Finish your homework before you go out k?’

With that, the petite girl went into her room, leaving her mum with me on the sofa. After some small talk, I found out her name was Linda, and her husband had been out for an overseas work trip. There wasn’t any reasons for me to continue taking up her time, so I tried excusing myself before she asked me to stay for lunch.

It was only 10am when I reached her place, definitely too early for lunch. The awkward feeling of being in someone else’s home without any agenda was bothering me and she could totally tell from my restless hands.

Linda: ‘Can you cook?’
Me: ‘Yeah. Just simple dishes.’
Linda: ‘Want to help me prepare lunch?’
Me: ‘Sure.’

We went into the kitchen and she let me used the chopping board to cut up some veggies, busy with her own things behind my back. All of a sudden, I felt her breasts on my back and her arms just went over my hands, guiding me to use the knife.

Me: ‘I think I can do it myself. It’s dangerous to have to many hands on my chopping board.’
Linda: ‘Sure? Okay then. I’ll do something else.

Her hands were clean as they only touched mine. So, her next move was to lift up my shirt and wriggling her fingers into my shorts, where I had not wore any underwear for the short trip to the market. Yes, I totally forgot about the salt I needed to get.

Her thin hands just dived all the way to my dick and when the cold fingers touched it, I couldn’t help but gave a little shiver. ‘Linda?’, my whisper went unheard as she jerked me faster, causing me to drop the knife and hold onto the kitchen counter to support my softening legs.

Linda (whispering): ‘Come to my bedroom.’

She stripped her sports tank top off and dropped it into the laundry basket before walking me to the room. My dick wasn’t in my pants for too long after she tugged my shorts off, unwilling to do any of this big-boy stuff myself.

Her skirt dropped onto the floor and my eyes went to her pussy like magnet to steel. It was so young and smooth looking that I would love to explore them. How could her daughter fit through that tight hole?

Linda: ‘Like it?’

I cleared my throat and did not reply her out of respect. She did not looked as old but nonetheless, she was a mother. She grabbed my wrists and placed them by her hips, pushing my head down gently to give a little attention below.

I did not wait anymore and opened her legs wider, before placing my tongue on her clit and making a few strokes along the slit. It was so clean and the lack of taste just kept me going, flicking her clit and causing her body to tremble. No moans came as her daughter was just in the room opposite, but her hands behind my head was pushing me harder.

After failing to get her to cum with my mouth, she raised my chin up and brought me to kneel over her head. I stuffed a pillow between the bed frame and her, immediately sending her mouth over my growing dick. Taking it like a pro, she was swallowing my dick whole and throwing me into heavens with every stroke (or choke).

Me: ‘Linda. That’s good enough.’

I went to her side as she rolled over to the drawers at the bedside table, taking out a condom for me to put on. I rolled it on halfway and she stopped me, saying that her pussy could take care of the rest. Turning herself over on her chest, her butt stuck out excitedly at me and I took no time to shove it right up her pussy.

Before I could even move, her back was arching to grind me and I was the one groaning. With little chance to act, I held her waist and rammed into her as she backed up on me, thrusting in the opposite direction to hers. She did not last long with my powerful strokes and let me did the work after she came in a few seconds of my pounding.

The sounds coming from our room was so loud that I was certain her daughter had heard it. Right before I could go all out, she picked her chest up and looked in the direction of the door.

Linda (shouting): ‘Joyce!’

The shocked me did not know what they were up to. Was she going to turn up with a camera to catch me in the act? The door opened to her daughter in the same outfit, and she was asked to lie on the bed next to us.

Linda: ‘She’s yours as well.’
Me: ‘I can’t do that. She’s.. it’s not right.’
Linda: ‘Alright then. Let’s go into cowgirl.’

I tried hard to ignore her watching girl as I laid myself on the bed, waiting for her to shift her body to my face. It was actually some pussy licking she wanted and I did not mind, since she was still pumping my dick with her hand.

Joyce (her daughter) got up instead and climbed over my condom wrapped dick, sitting down while groaning in pain to the penetration. My hands were locked by the knees of Linda and there was nothing I could do when the tight pussy lowered itself over me.

The grinding began as I sucked on the clit before me, getting her too sensitive while my dick was in the same situation.

Me (muffled): ‘Can I not do your daughter?’
Linda: ‘Okay okay. Girl. Stop.’

The ladies got off my body and the condom was removed, as I thought they had enough. Linda went to make out with me while her daughter continued pumping my dick, before a wet hole suddenly sent my mind blank. Joyce was actually sucking me while her mum made the distraction, blowing my mind off with the double attack.

We only kissed for a while before she joined her girl at my groin, taking turns to suck that rod at the same time teaching her how to do it right. What was I getting into? Do they do this for all the men that came to their place?

Linda (whispering): ‘Girl, are you on the pill?’
Joyce (whispering): ‘Ya why?’

The mother looked at me before her daughter did the same, waiting for me to give her the nod. Linda came to my face and asked if I could please her daughter for her, having no boyfriend and she did not want her to use toys to loosen her pussy.

As if my dick was any different, I grabbed her outstretched hand to pick myself off the bed and letting Joyce take the pillow. Knees between her legs, my back was bent over by Linda who held my dick from the back, pointing it in the right direction as she used her weight to pin me lower.

Then, I did not want to disappoint nor waste anymore time, so I slid my dick into her young daughter and proceeded to fuck her brains out. My dick was too much for her to take but Linda was helping by pinching her nipples to get her to relax more. The helpless girl kept moaning louder and louder as I went faster, plunging deeper as her pussy loosened.

Joyce: ‘Mummy! I’m going to climax!’
Linda: ‘Just let it all out.’

What were they thinking? Is such thing even legal? Her pussy tightened over my dick and it was the signal for me to unload too. It was just too overbearing in that tiny hole that was milking me non-stop inside her. The powerful gush of cum filled her small hole quickly and some of the whitish liquid came back out of her vagina as I rammed the last few times into her.

As I pulled myself out, I rested on my arms seated, till Linda helped her daughter up as well.

Linda: ‘Girl, lick kor kor clean. You will need to get used to the taste sooner or later.’

The frown between my eyes did not bother them one bit as Joyce went on her knees, sucking that juicy rod and cleaning every bit up. Linda left the room after her girl did her job, leaving the two of us silently looking at each other.

Me: ‘How old are you?’
Joyce: ‘Sixteen.’
Me: ‘How many times have you done this?’
Joyce: ‘Just once. With you.’

She opened her arms to hug me and we were lying on the bed again, kissing as one of her hands went to stroke my dick. Getting it up in record time, I was back inside her, hammering away as the sizzling sound came from the kitchen.

She led me around their place to fuck at every corner, even doing it on the kitchen top where her mum was cooking with just an apron on. It was truly mind-fucking to meet this family who did not mind such acts in each other’s presence.

Joyce: ‘Mummy, can kor kor come over anytime?’
Linda: ‘Only until you start school. In three months’ time.’
Joyce: ‘Huh? And after that?’
Linda: ‘He will be mine. Don’t fight with mummy ah.’

Was that the deal I had no say in? After I was done with Joyce, Linda was next, but not after the meal. I was her dessert of the day.