Fat Dude

Jessica: ‘Hey kor kor!’

All the guys at their stations turned towards that cutesy, little girl when she came running over to the plump dude, in a baggy jeans that lowered his first impressions to ‘non-existent’.

Kai: ‘Hey mei. Ready to go? I’m hungry.’

Jessica: ‘Wah lau. You’re always hungry. I’ll go wash up. Very fast one. Can wait for me outside the shower area?’

Kai: ‘Yeah. Go go.’

He almost gave her a smack in the butt but he rememebered they were in public, where literally every guy had the hots for that sexy gym-goer. Kai took his time and went into the corridor where two huge rooms split for the two sexes. Standing in front of the handicap toilet playing his phone, the females’ changing room door opened.

Jessica (whispering): ‘Kor!’

Kai: ‘What?’

Jessica (whispering): ‘Come in lah!!’

He took a sneaky glance around and casually strolled into her panicky sister. Following the trail of wet footsteps, he entered her shower and she hung her towel over the hook.

Clanging his belt loudly, his jeans came undone and he was naked waist down, feeling his sister’s wet body as she throw his pants on the hooks. She reached between his thighs and found the little stub, which was hard and still hidden under his belly fats. Playing with it innocently, her eyes was locked on his ecstatic expression.

Jessica (whispering): ‘Like it kor?’

Kai (whispering): ‘Yeah.’

Jessica (whispering): ‘Just nod k? Don’t say anything.’

She placed her flip-flops in front of her feet and kneeled down, while her brother raised on feet onto one of the water pipes. Having no other angle to do it, she buried her face in his folds of fats and sucked his dick, feeling his thick foreskin getting pushed around by her lips.

His hands running into her hair told her she was doing great and her speed picked up, teasing with her tongue swirling his little cock all over her mouth.

Kai (whispering): ‘Shooting!’

He pressed her head down on his crotch and Jessica tightened her cheeks to create a series of quick vacuum, extracting his cum that filled her mouth. The soft groans continued till the last drop was sucked out of his meat pipe, and Jessica went to the drain to spit his seeds.

Going back to him for a hug, a gentle whisper ‘kor’ reminded her of how much she loves him.

Jessica (whispering): ‘Finger me?’

They went to where the shower head was and he sat on the wet tiles after she did, spreading her legs wide to let him see her shaved pussy. Giving his fingers a lick, two of them disappeared into her body and the high-speed finger-fuck began.

Moans filled the cubicle quickly and juices were flowing non-stop. Whenever he paused, the warm liquid would stream around his fingers and go down her ass.

Kai (whispering): ‘Sit lower.’

He placed his clean thumb over her clit and his middle finger on the other hand, poked into her tight asshole. A gasp confirmed her body’s allowance and the rest of his fingers were forced into that unused hole.

Jessica: ‘Ahh.. it feels so good.’

Kai: ‘Shhh!’

As he picked up speed, her ass rose and dropped onto the floor, smacking loudly onto the wet surface. Pushing his way inside that hole was particularly more difficult, since she was super tight in this hole.

Within two minutes, her hand held onto his pumping fingers as her body trembled violently, squirting from her pussy and coating his hand with her juices. That ‘high’ expression on her face was priceless. It was the only goal Kai had whenever he did this for her.

Jessica (whispering): ‘Okay okay.. take it out.’

He took his hand away and rinsed them immediately, before wiping dry with her towel. Her satisfied face with her panting chest, said it all.

They wore their clothes back and she was back in a fresh set of t-shirt and shorts, while he had to slip on his baggy jeans again, shirt a little damp from the sweating.

As usual, she left the showers first and signalled for him to exit, walking out of the gym as though nothing has happened. A sumptuous dinner completed her workout(s) for the day and they headed back home, where an empty house greeted them for more kinky fun.

A seemingly hopeless, fat dude, with a slim, sexy but cute sister. I guess we’re one step too slow.

Mummy’s Turn

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This is part 2 to the incestuous story before this, and a recount from Mummy to Daddy about when she started with their younger son. Happy fapping! Keep this only in your head.

Mummy (shouting): ‘Alex! Come!’

The secondary 2 boy ran into the kitchen, where he saw the pair of underwear he accidentally masturbated in. Embarrassed, he did not know what to say, but Mummy had her questions readied.

Mummy: ‘Don’t you know how to use tissue? This is going to dirty the rest of the clothes you know?’
Alex: ‘Sorry Mummy.’
Mummy: ‘How long have you been masturbating?’
Alex: ‘I just.. only this year.’
Mummy: ‘Let me see.’
Alex: ‘Huh! Don’t want la. I’m so big already.’
Mummy: ‘Alex.. ‘

He nodded shyly and went to his bedroom, where Mummy followed after she separated that underwear. Standing in front of his bed, he lowered his shorts without underwear on (since they were at home). Mummy, who was on the bed, took his dick in her fingers and inspected them, from above and below.

As soon as she peeled his foreskin back, his dick began to grow and the whitish powder on his little head only made Mummy gave him a stern stare.

Mummy: ‘How can you not clean this part? Must wash here in the shower k?’

She grabbed two pieces of wet tissue from his table and cleaned him up, which got him even harder as the coldness touched it. Not wanting to say anything to him, Mummy began stroking him, which caused his legs to give way, falling towards Mummy’s body.

For starters, she wasn’t those middle-age looking aunties. Her public relation job required her to maintain her figure and so she did, going to the gym and swimming in the convenience of their condo. Being braless then, she brought his hands to her breasts, and he knew exactly what to do.

While she lifted her skirt up, he did not stop and even went to tease her nipples once they were in view. Mummy did not moan so as not to distract him, or worse, to let him know he was in control. With his dick fully erected, she realised he could fit the width of her closed palm perfectly, like from her pinky to thumb unopened.

Mummy: ‘Have you watched porn before?’
Alex: ‘Yes, I have.’
Mummy: ‘Then you know what to do?’

She stood up and pulled her gym shorts off, revealing a shaved pussy that caused Alex’s eyes to shine. Lying on his bed, Alex sat between Mummy’s legs and began exploring. Swiping his fingertips along those sensitive folds, Mummy lost hold of herself and began breathing deeper, soon guiding her son’s fingers into her pussy.

The rediscovery didn’t end there. He felt around her vagina to know what it truly was like, and the amount of juices just kept his hard on, up. Seeing all those liquid flow down to butt cheeks, he got on fours and licked her for his first time, tongue shooting everywhere once he heard how she reacted to various parts. Slurping her juices up, she had been admiring him, fully aware that she brought him into this world for more than just.. licking.

Mummy: ‘Alex, put it inside Mummy?’
Alex: ‘Are you sure Mummy?’

She got up and placed him between her opened legs. Holding his dick loosely, she guided him in and a long ‘aww.. ‘ from him soothed her confused mind. Before she said anything, he was already pounding at her. For her body and his age, he was just nice. His dick had been poking non-stop at her g-spot, firing orgasms that squeezed him to a point he couldn’t move. It wasn’t those kind of intense sex she had with Daddy. It was more of family bonding to her.

What she had in her, was a man she brought up after the years of hardwork. Who could be better to give him his first taste of sex, as well as to know how his son have been doing? Slapping sounds echoed loudly in the room as his balls bounced off her butt, triggering yet another orgasm that finally told her she had enough – in that position.

Mummy: ‘Alex. Take it out first.’

She turned herself around and faced her ass at him, sticking her pussy out so he could see where he was going. Getting the point immediately, he let himself in and hammered away, though this time totally missing her g-spot. Between her own legs, her fingers were fast at work, vibrating on her pussy to give her the addictive climax.

Alex (panting): ‘Mummy.. I’m going to shoot.’

Mummy: ‘I’ll let you shoot inside me this time. It should be safe. But next time must have a condom on.’

She asked for him to lie down and squatted over his dick on the bed. For that instant, he was granted the full view of a pussy going down onto a rock hard dick. Only their genitals were joined then, as Mummy wanted to give him his virgin creampie. Holding onto her own knees, she hopped above him, squeezing her pussy to a level of tightness Daddy always succumb to.

Screams were heard from Alex as he went crazy from the over-sensitivity, dick head constantly brushed against by Mummy. An exhausting five minutes later, a huge load warmer than her body pumped out of the tube and she sat herself down, rocking back and forth to the flipping of the tortured young boy.

Alex (pleading): ‘Mummy! Stop stop! No more no more!’

Getting a little embarrassed by her initiative, she got off  him and let him wash up. As for herself, she sank her fingers into her pussy, scooped out a bit of his cum and gave it a taste. That smile across her face, was the most priceless thing Alex can never catch her with.

Since that afternoon, Mummy told Daddy that she would end work late, only to arrange a meetup with Alex so she could fetch him home. And once they were home, it was pure sex, still unprotected.

Now that Daddy and Mummy know what they were up to, things got more daring as they wore close to nothing at home. Blowjob and cunnilingus became the parents’ reward, and sex became their daily family workout at different, multiple times of the day.

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Daddy’s Secret

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This is an incestuous story from the numerous requests of my readers. It’s between a dad and his daughter. Happy fantasising!

Dad: ‘GIRL AH! ARE YOU READY?’
Bernice: ‘Coming coming!’

She appeared in the living room in a tank top with gaping wide sleeves and a pair of plain denim skirt. Her tube bra was barely containing the contours of her breasts but there wasn’t a need to be worried with her dad around. For him, it was a pair of thick cotton pants and a t-shirt. It was after all a movie night for them as mummy worked late on Thursdays to hopefully get an off day on Friday.

Tucking her arms under daddy’s, they left their condo and made their way to i12, tickets paid for through online reservation. Being the first to enter the threatre, they found their spot somewhere in the middle. The film they were about to catch had been on screen for almost two weeks, and it was the last screening before it was gone.

Soon, the lights dimmed to the handful of audience and she went on to pull her bra down to her waist. With a cardigan on hand, it was more of a cover than to keep her warm. We all know that cardigans are invented to hide the beautiful skin of girls. Daddy quickly covered his legs and let her daughter lie on his shoulder, where his hand slipped under her shirt to fondle those pubescent young boobs.

As for Bernice, she had gone under her ‘cover’ and onto her dad’s lap, dick easily accessible without underwear on. Stroking it gently, she remain focused on screen while her nipples hardened in the chilly cinema. Once he had enough of warming her breasts up, he went for her skirt, where she had long been prepared without any panties on.

Dipping his finger into those wet, fleshy folds of pussy, she was wet as usual. Feeling daddy wriggling his rough finger into her pussy, she grabbed tighter onto his arm. Her hips had unknowingly begin to move, but he was soon moving faster to keep her still.

Daddy (whispering): ‘Let Daddy do the work.’

A shudder went across her body signalling an orgasm, with a smile that made her press her head harder onto the strong biceps.

90 minutes of showtime, 90 minutes of foreplay. Bernice had came a few times, and daddy haven’t. Given where they were playing, it was as far as they could afford to go. Before the movie ended, she pulled her bra back to its original position and helped daddy dry his wrinkled fingers. It was time for part two.

Heading back to their condo, they went straight for the carpark, where his personal two-door, four-seater car awaited. Hopping into the backseat, she removed her shirt and yanked her bra down, while daddy stripped his pants off. He leaned his body against the door and gave Bernice enough space to bend over.

Like a symphony, she was soon sucking on daddy’s cock, while he pushed her head downwards to get the momentum right. She loved how daddy groaned when she fondled his balls, not only would she be turned on more, she loved how he controlled her mouth, ramming his juicy cock down the same mouth mummy fed her milk when she was young. As long as he was happy, she would be.

Daddy: ‘Come, kneel here.’

The pair of cushions in his car was there for exactly this reason. She got into doggie with her knees on the floor softened by the cushions, and daddy was right behind her. Sitting close to the edge of the exquisite leather seat, he guided her down on his dick. Very slowly, she applied some resistance to feel every inch entering her. A love hole she didn’t dare to even her fingers into, was filled with her daddy’s cock. One that was mature, thick and long. It pushed every buttons inside her and never once did she get clear views with him inside. Her eyes.. they would roll white in pleasure.

Daddy: ‘Baby girl, you’re especially tight today.’
Bernice (breathlessly): ‘I always am, Daddy.’

Her body jerked from a slow to fast speed gradually, clamped between the two front seats. Daddy was sliding on the backseat while his dick got sucked into her small body involuntarily. It totally felt like she was made for him, or rather, by him.

Bernice (panting): ‘Daddy.. argh!!’

Going completely silent before she finished her sentence, she had gone cold from the intense orgasm. Another few strokes brought her back to life magically and the moaning continued. Daddy himself was quietly trying to hold it in, but without much success in his horny daughter’s presense.

Daddy: ‘I’m going to stop now. Don’t move.’

Once he slowed down to a complete halt, she wriggled her ass a little to push him off the limit. Sinking into his chair, he managed to get himself out before he really came into his own daughter.

Bernice: ‘What do I do now?’
Daddy: ‘Let’s finish it outside.’
Bernice: ‘How?’

He pulled her bra up and helped her put on her cardigan. Bare-bottomed, they exited the car after a quick check. Just outside their car, the door served as an emergency shield. They weren’t exactly in the open with another car next to them, but it was enough to frighten Bernice.

Daddy (whispering): ‘Come. Squat down.’

She moved to the rear wheels and held Daddy’s dick, while he leaned over her head. Feeling her lips wrap around his tip, her warm, wet mouth went back and forth, sucking him at a tightness he taught her to. After a minute of getting serviced, he moved his hips at her mouth till her head hit the car.

Having no space to move her head backwards, he started thrusting. In long, swift strokes, Bernice kept her teeth out of the way as her throat convulsed unpredictably, receiving all or some of Daddy’s meat. The excitement had triggered his finale earlier than usual, but it was all good.

Daddy (whispering): ‘I’m cumming! Ahh.. ‘

She opened her mouth and her hand formed an O over the base of his dick. A few thrusts later, the powerful streams of silk fired into her mouth, filling her mouth so fast she had to suck him like a straw to keep everything in.

Once he was done, she gave him a final few licks mostly at the tip and dashed into the car. Looking at Daddy, she swallowed and showed him her ‘disposal’.

Daddy (whispering): ‘That’s my good girl.’

They went back into the car and went back to their apartment, with Bernice in the cardigan-bra combo and skirt. With all the lights off, the glow from underneath his bedroom door was obvious. The both of them gave puzzled looks and tiptoed to the pillar next to the door, listening hard to what was happening inside.

Mummy (screaming): ‘Oh yes! You’re as big as Daddy! Keep going!’

Daddy positioned his hand on the doorknob and flung the door open, to the awkward scene of his younger son humping Mummmy in doggie style.

Mummy (shockingly): ‘Dear! I.. ‘

Bernice immediately reached for Daddy’s erection and stroked it, as though telling Mummy not to worry about it. Dad went straight to Mummy and hugged her, and behind her sobbing voice..

Mummy: ‘You two brother and sister cannot do it with each other k?’

The siblings replied ‘ok’ at the same time and Bernice pulled her cardigan off her shoulders.

Bernice: ‘Daddy.. can we join them?’

His arms opened to include their teenage daughter in their embrace and their son, hugged Mummy from behind with his hard on.

Mummy: ‘Let’s finish this.’

That night was the wildest night for the family of four, with moans and groans following orgasms and messy ejaculations. On the bed, with their lust satiated, Mummy had been in Daddy’s arms after their own intense workout.

Daddy: ‘So dear.. when did you and Alex got started?’
Mummy: ‘Umm.. ‘

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Manrape

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Background of the girls;

Beatrice – My adopted cousin, known for her figure due to yoga. Dresses like any other 16 year olds, often revealing her shoulders and long fair legs. Sometimes going pantyless, she explained that it kept her pussy airy apart from those tight shorts and pants she wore for yoga.

Fiona – The sloppiest but intelligent girl among the group. Known for her over-developed breasts and causal postures (with shirts and loose shorts) that gave many guys nosebleed from under her kiddy-looking panties, plus the occasional downblouse.

Elly – The skinniest girl who appears best in short dresses. A tattoo across her left breast would be left unhidden whenever she was out of school uniform. Known for her studious nature and lively attitude that attracted many guys, none got to see the full message of her tattoo above her nipple.

Alicia – A diligent girl who is caring and friendly to even her stalkers. An ‘A grade’ student, she often went braless for comfort, and to avoid the ‘coloured bra’ offence. Her A-cup boobs did not deter guys from trying to spot her horniness whenever her school blouse teased her bare nipples too much.

Fiona: ‘So.. you are Beatrice’s cousin?’

Me: ‘Yeah. Why?’

Fiona: ‘No nothing!’

She ran back to the group of three girls without Beatrice among them and giggled while returning stares at me. I was ‘invited’ to the BBQ the girls organised at a chalet, and was at the grill after the girls returned from a swim at the beach. Being the only one above legal age, I was the one to bring the Bacardi and whiskey, mixing their drinks for them.

Apparently, they had asked the question to know if I was available, but whether or not I was in a relationship didn’t mattered. Little did they know, I have already been in Beatrice.

The evening came and go, with the girls taking turn to feed me as I filled their hungry stomachs. Alcohol was consumed like never before and they were just having their own fun in the air-conditioned bedroom. About to finish with the clean-up, Fiona creeped up behind me and playfully tried to shock me. She helped to bring everything indoors, and pulled the curtains to keep the lights out.

Fiona (whispering): ‘Everything done?’

Me: ‘Yeah. Why are you whispering?’

Fiona (whispering): ‘Shhh! I don’t want to wake them up.’

Drunk, she fell into my arms and began pulling my shirt up. Half-sleeping and half-ravishing me, I sent a text to Beatrice to help her ‘hornified’ friend up. Not only did she reply me with a :P, she asked me to have fun. What was she thinking?

Before I knew it, my beach shorts just dropped onto the floor and I was in only my shirt and underwear. Not wanting to take advantage of her, I brought her up stairs, only to find the room locked with laughters within.

Fiona got on her knees and pulled her laced cover-up off, along with her bikini top. Her skirt? Well, she stripped her undies while sitting on her bum. Pushing me onto the wooden floor, she climbed on top and began riding me, thankfully for the underwear between us. It seemed that she knew about it, and that ‘ride’ was to get me up.

Unable to deny my impulses, she whipped my cock out after it was poking at her and slipped it into her pussy. In that tiny space.. what could get worse?

Fiona (shouting): ‘He’s rock solid now!’

The door opened to loud music and the girls dragged me in. Fiona went first to ride me, while the rest of them got naked and Beatrice had a compact camera pointed at me. My limbs were pinned, skin on my fingers crumpled by being in pussies I had no idea who they belong to, and body never a break from their roaming hands.

Overpowered, okay. It was more of dominated. I could cum easier than with Beatrice. Fiona’s violent movements were hitting all my sensitive areas and I managed to tell her I was cumming. In the dimness, a cup was handed to her and she hopped off before the finale, pumping my single udder till I exploded in the cup.

Girl (shouting): ‘Woohoo! Next!’

Alicia got into doggie on the bed and I was helped up, dick guided by another hand into her pussy that was sticking right out at me. Holding her waist, I hammered my flaccid dick into full length, flooding her with orgasms.

Alicia outperformed Beatrice in that particular field. Her body just couldn’t stop climaxing when I attacked at a specific angle. In no time, her pussy got too tight that my ejaculation was brought forward, like in five minutes.

For her part, the girls had to pull her away when I was about to unload, emptying my second round into the same cup.

Girl (shouting): ‘Turn him around!’

I wasn’t sure of that command but when a pair of knees went over my head, I knew what she meant. A dildo came into sight and went straight into Elly, mouth quickly swallowing my little snub as the hand controlling the dildo pumped away.

One of the girls bounced Elly’s head in my groin, sucking all the blood to my nether region for the third refill. Her tongue, her throat, her teeth, all took turns to weaken me. My constant plea for them to end this position or swap to another went unheeded. The girls were extremely excited when I flipped left to right.

It took slightly longer for me to cum in this position, but the girls were too high with the music to feel the delay. My dick was driven straight down Elly’s throat, contracting and relaxing as the girls kept her head pinned.

A hand fondling my balls finally triggered my eruption and they lifted the worn-out Elly from my body, her hand still on the dildo that she masturbated herself to another orgasm with. The third shot went into the cup as usual, and the girls were done with me.

Beatrice: ‘Hey! What about me?!’

Girls (in sync): ‘But he’s your cousin!’

Beatrice: ‘What happens in this room stays in this room right?’

High-fives were exchanged, and I was helped up to let Beatrice lie on the bed. A pair of hands came from the side to revive my dick, and it was the view of Beatrice’s pussy that got me excited.

I raised her legs for the girls to hold onto and plunged right in, thrusting non-stop with no rest between. Beatrice was moaning her lungs out as the orgasms came every minute, cheered on by the girls who was tweaking her nipples.

She felt extremely tight compared to the others, possibly due to the Kegel she did. After a breathless and adrenaline filled eight minutes or so, I took the cup from one of them and pulled out. Someone then replaced my dick with the wet dildo and gave her another orgasm while I dripped whatever left into the container.

Finally done with the four girls, they surrounded me and poured an equal amount of my cum into each of their cups.

Alicia: ‘Can I mix some green tea to mine?’

Girls (in sync): ‘Nooooo.. ‘

They counted to three together and drank their share up, before putting whatever not needed for sleep away. Pushing me onto the bed, each pair of them laid on my arms, dozing off almost immediately after some comparing of my skills.

Just before the night took me, Alicia, the innocent looking girl with bangs and probably the most conservative one in terms of clothing, got up and cleaned my little one with wet wipes.

Alicia (whispering): ‘Thank you for tonight.. ‘

And a kiss landed on my pee hole.

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Unexpected Acceptance

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Beatrice: ‘Hey J, you’re not working today?’

My younger cousin studying in a private uni came barging into my room, unaware that it was my usual off day. With a sports bra and panties, she had a cup of brightly coloured fruit juice in her hands.

Me: ‘Nope. It’s my off day. You need something?’
Beatrice: ‘Not really. I like to use your room to do my yoga.’
Me: ‘I’m going into the living room in a while. You can use the room if you want.’

For the past few days, she had been staying with my family as her family had gone on a holiday. Tuition and homework had kept her in Singapore, but she had decided to stay with us since there was someone to cook for her.

Taking the yoga mat out from under my bed, she unrolled it and got started with her exercises, with my back facing her towards the computer. Shortly after the ruffling, she let off a moan that got my curiosity. Was yoga that difficult?

Me: ‘You okay?’
Beatrice: ‘Yeah.. I am just doing some Kegel exercises at the same time.’

Did she meant that she had something in her as she worked out? I packed my iPad and left the room to her, giving her the privacy till about an hour later. Appearing in the living room, her sweat-covered body with muscles firmed and toned sat on a stool beside my feet, panting and drinking from her mug.

Beatrice: ‘J, you don’t work out?’
Me: ‘Hardly. Quickly go for a shower after you are drier k? It’s windy today.’

It was late evening when she was done, and I hurried back into my room, only to find my bed a little messed up. Well, she might have sat there or used it to aid some of the poses. Slumping into my comfy mattress, her bodily scent lingered in my nose.

Quietly, my door opened to let some of the light in, getting my attention to what she was after.

Beatrice: ‘J.. can I chat with you for a while?’

She sat beside me with the towel brushing through her long hair, thoroughly drying them before dropping it onto the floor. She was in a cropped top that kept her belly exposed, and with another pair of panties that had cartoons on it.

Me: ‘Chat? Sure. Is something bothering you?’

Her body fell onto my pillow where my arm was stretched across, immobilising my movements. All I could smell was her freshly washed hair, so ever heavenly.

She turned her body towards me and placed one leg over my thigh, accidentally (or not), swiping across my unsuspecting dick. Almost hugging me, she was looking at me with those natural watery eyes.

Beatrice (whispering): ‘I don’t know how to stop thinking about someone. When I had the Yoni egg in me, all I could think about was him.’
Me: ‘Auntie didn’t approve of you guys being together?’
Beatrice (whispering): ‘She won’t. Neither will they (her family) accept him even if I told them.’
Me: ‘Maybe you can let them know further into the relationship. Like after long enough, they can see you two are serious.’

Her hand slid down my shirt onto my groin, palm circling it as she breathed deeper. Without saying, my dick grew to her initiation and it was soon in her hand, stroked through the thin material of my shorts.

She raised her head to free my almost-numb arm and placed it across her straightened body, fingers pushing mine onto the moist panties.

Beatrice (whispering): ‘Help me take it out?’
Me: ‘Take what?’

Right then, a spherical object popped out. It was the stone egg she was using from before. Probably the one she used when she mentioned ‘Kegel’. Just as I was about to push the egg out from the side, she brought my hand to her belly.

Beatrice (whispering): ‘From here.’

I reached into her undies and brought the toy out onto her belly button, temporarily placing it there as I fondled the wet slit that was soiling her underwear. Something had kept me teasing her, without inserting any of my fingers into her. I just kept vibrating on her clit, accumulating more juices and moans.

Proceeding to stick her hand into my shorts, my dick was warm to her palm, but more importantly, it was harder than ever. Going on to strip my shorts off, I did the same for her panties and we were bare waist-down in no time. I must say things are about to get messy if we did not hold back.

Me: ‘Trici, I can’t. It’s not right.’
Beatrice: ‘You know I was adopted right?’
Me: ‘They told you?’
Beatrice: ‘I found out.’

She got up abruptly and shifted to a 69 position, lowering her pussy over my mouth to prevent me from further probing. Well, it was more of probing somewhere else than her personal life. As soon as I began licking the dripping wet hole, her mouth devoured my dick and her lips took over the pleasure exchange.

Slight body movements and uncontrollable moans proved hard for us to focus in the little competition, shortening our foreplay when she came from my licking.

She returned to my side and got me to face her, pecking once on my lips with eyes I couldn’t resist.

Beatrice (whispering): ‘It’s your turn to work out.’

I got on my knees and raised one of her legs, where she skilfully brought it close to her chest. Before me, her perfectly shaved pussy was staring at my dick with minute gapping motion. Carefully, I sank my meat into her super soft flesh and it wrapped around me easily, showing no signs of pain or discomfort on her face.

As soon as I was fully parked, the overwhelming tightness stopped me from any actions.

Me (whispering): ‘Relax a little?’
Beatrice (whispering): ‘Wait.. ‘

I felt the tight grip loosening, and I began thrusting into her small body. With me gaining speed on her, she was moaning louder and louder, in the empty house my parents had left for work for. The gently squeezes came stealthily as an orgasm approached, forcing her to jump away as the climax peaked.

The little girl tucked herself into the corner and shivered non-stop, as though she was in shock.

Me: ‘Hey, are you alright?’
Beatrice (whispering): ‘Yeah.. it’s just.. my first time receiving a vaginal orgasm.. Sorry if I scared you.. ‘

Concerned overcame my lust and I patted her till she was better. Expecting her to return to her room, she crawled to the centre of the bed, and waited for me in doggie.

Me: ‘You are not going to sleep?’
Beatrice: ‘Huh? We just got started right?’

I sighed through my nose with a grin and stopped behind her bouncy ass, letting her grind on me till I was back to the ‘normal’ size. Having lesser time to sleep, I pushed my way between her pussy and got her to hold onto the pillow.

Beatrice: ‘J! It’s so deep! I love it.’

Regaining my energy, I pounded her rear till my hips ached, but nothing slowed me down. Her body rose and dropped as I made small adjustments to the angles, ensuring I covered ever spot that I could reach. Then, another orgasm came but the phrase she screamed out, ‘keep going!’, well.. kept me going.

Her voice got softer and her body felt weaker, yet the mind-blowing tightness did not relax one bit. Her body was speaking on behalf of her, for more.

I laid down on the bed and she sat on her feet, pussy still keeping half of me inside. Once she felt ready, I showed her the high speed twerking(?) hip thrusts and the results were instant. A long, deep groan was all I could hear before she collapsed face down after a full minute. That move alone took all of my strength and a part of me was glad she was knocked out.

Getting off the bed, I shifted her body to lie in a more comfortable position, before sitting next to her lifeless form. Her hand feebly reached around my waist and took my cock in her hand, playing with it as she sobered up.

Beatrice: ‘I’m not good enough for your cum?’
Me: ‘I was reserving it for breakfast.’

That was the least offending, cheeky sounding, excuse I could come up with. The real reason I couldn’t cum, was cause she IS my cousin. My dick would go super sensitive, numb, disinterested, but stayed hard due to the motions. It was a mental barrier between us.

She awakened after a couple of minutes and climbed off the bed, put her panties on and kneeled before me.

Beatrice: ‘I’m sorry you couldn’t cum after giving me all those orgasms. You’re actually the guy I want to be with.’
Me: ‘Huh? Umm.. It’s okay. You should rest now. We can talk tomorrow.’

Suddenly, her head just went between my legs and took my dick in her mouth. Trying to push her away just made her bite at the base of my dick, holding me hostage till she got what she wanted. Once she realised I was helpless in her mouth, her tongue came in contact with my dick and she began sucking me.

She wasn’t that skilful at it, given her age. But the signals came when she went deep throat on me, and took my hands behind her head. There was no gag reflex.

Beatrice: ‘Fuck my mouth till you cum. If not I’ll jump on you when auntie and uncle (my parents) are around.’

I firmly held the sides of her head and thrust her mouth at me, jerking a little of my ass to dive it really deep. The wide-open jaws kept her teeth away, allowing me to feel her throat at its best.

Lasting for almost five minutes, it was the most intense conflict of emotions I had ever felt. Still, my body was overpowered by my dick and I was soon at my end.

Me (exclaiming): ‘Trici, here it comes.’

I let go off her head and she took over the rhythm, making long strokes with her tightly-sealed lips down my shaft. On and on she went, till I tapped on her cheeks.

The instant she took my dick out of her mouth, I knew it was going to be my first time doing whatever she was doing. She pumped my dick till the first squirt entered her mouth, and the rest was directed at her face. Dribbling down her cheeks, more squirts caused the excess to flow onto her chest, and into her mouth.

Once the last few shots were blanks, she sucked on my meat straw and I trembled at the over-sensitive dick head.

Beatrice: ‘J, you taste nice. And it warms my face.’

Her eyes were closed when she said that, and a few pieces of tissue paper were placed at her chin when she got up. We went for a quick rinse together and it was nothing short of teasing and foreplay inside.

Thereafter, we went back into my room and she slept soundly, hand accidentally resting on my dick and my hand on her boob under her shirt. Since that day, she had been visiting my place after school as it was nearby, completing her homework before we commenced our ‘yoga’ session behind closed doors.

After a year of incestuous activities, plus normal dates we went on, her parents linked our closeness to a possibility that we could actually be together. As of now, everyone in the family was glad we were together, instead of some other guys she could be with.

After all, who else can be a better person to take care of my aunt’s daughter? What a weird thing our families have accepted..

Part 1 | Part 2

Borrowing Brother

Sister (whispering): ‘Kor, can you come out for a while?’

I stealthily lifted the blanket and tiptoed out of the room, leaving my girlfriend to continue sleeping.

Me: ‘Yes?’
Sister: ‘Can cook something for me to eat?’

No doubt she was already twenty one, but she is my sister who taught me about what girls liked. If I can cook for my girlfriend, how could I say no to my family? Giving her a smile, I went into the kitchen, checking the fridge for the ‘mystery box’ challenge. It was two in the morning after all, and there was no one else at home.

Taking the cold bowl of unfinished rice, I grabbed an egg and my own homemade salted mackerel, ready to whip her a hot plate of fried rice. At the sink, I began the preparations and she went into the toilet behind me, typical of those old flats in the North area.

Me: ‘Mei, are you cooking with me?’
Sister: ‘Coming out soon.’

The bathroom door slid opened and the lights in the kitchen went out. Just as I was about to ask her not to disturb me while I was cutting the fish, a pair of hands suddenly went around my waist, chest pressing against me tightly.

Me: ‘What’s wrong?’
Sister: ‘I.. I don’t want you to be with her.’
Me: ‘Huh? What are you talking about?’

She slowly loosened her grip and turned me around, head almost burying into my chest. It was one of the most intense moment I had ever felt from her. And worse still, I had no idea what came over her.

As I heard sobbing sounds from her, I lifted her chin, and saw the most beautiful sight under the moonlight. Those sparkling bright eyes, filled with tears of an angel, never-ending flawless skin that flowed right into her neckline.

I didn’t know what to say. I could never be with her even if I wanted to. Not in the legal manner, even if we tried everything..

She snuggled into my arms as I held her close, consoling her in any way I could. That was all I was allowed to do. Nothing more. Her hands rested on my waist, slowly making their way up under my shirt. No matter how many ‘hey’s I told her, they never stopped till my shirt was removed.

Sister (whispering): ‘I’m already naked under the shirt.’

I wish I could have listened to my sanity. Whatever that happened from here on, none of it was right. To make matter worse, we thought like each other. There was no rush, it was just filled with unspoken passion for each other. Taking enough breaths and letting go of all those internal alarms, she dug her fingers into the tiny shorts I always wore to sleep. And I raised her shirt till her chest was pressing against me. Needless to say, I was already hard, for someone I knew it was best to leave as fantasies in my head.

Me (whispering): ‘Come, sit here. I’ll carry you up.’

It was the kitchen counter I helped her up onto. So my mouth could reach those delicious looking nipples, which I did as soon as I could. Like me, a little suck on the tip was proving to much for her, so I could only use my tongue. To lick, to flick, to draw circles, to draw lines. From her nipples, down her belly, and pit stopped at her groin.

Shifting her body backwards onto the counter for me, her legs were wide opened. All I needed to do, was to please that pink fruit. Carefully wrapping my tongue around that sweet spot, I lapped her hungrily, and her body reacted passionately. I could feel her muscles beneath her waist, tightening as juices poured freely out of her pussy whenever she climaxed silently. It was just too risky to get too wild. It was too exciting not to climax easily.

Sister (whispering): ‘Kor.. ‘

I stood up with my mouth wet and she planted a kiss where I tasted her with.

Sister (whispering): ‘My turn.’

She led me to the window, and made me stand back-facing the big grey orb in the sky. She squatted and tied her hair up with a rubber band, taking my dick into her hand as soon as her hair was out of the way. Playing with it sensually, she was more interested in teasing me than to please me. But I bet she knew that it felt as good too.

As my body was partially blocking the moonlight, I could still see what she was up to. Her head went to the front of the little stick, and her tongue popped out for a taste test. Quietly, her lips opened and I could feel her tongue wetting the tip as her head approached my body. She did not know what else to do except to move back and forth, using her saliva to aid the ‘jerking-like’ motion.

Once in a while, I would tap her head and give her a smile, letting her know she was doing fine. Once she realised my dick was throbbing with more vibe than before, the sensational blowjob was over.

Me (whispering): ‘Okay?’
Sister (whispering): ‘Huh? What okay?’

She grabbed my hand and brought me to the same place where I ate her out, bending over with her tiny butt sticking out at me.

Sister (whispering): ‘Put it inside.. hurry.’

I hesitated and she knew what I was worried about. There was no way she wouldn’t know if we are real siblings.

Sister (whispering): ‘Don’t worry. You are not my first. But I can be super tight. My ex told me that before.’

Feeling a little more at ease, I went ahead and stuck the first inch in, where her body suddenly jerked upright. I knew it was the initial pain, and I kept pushing myself into the unbelievably, tight, hole of my sister. There was no way I could move without triggering the climax at all. But she knew what to do. Indeed, I was more certain it wasn’t her first time.

We spent almost a minute motionless in that position, where her vagina slowly loosened up. Finally, I could move and wasted no time in thrusting my sausage into her. With her slit getting juicer, sounds were kept to a minimal, but the groans she was making were hardly discreet at all.

Having not much choice, I managed to maintain a tempo that made the least noise. We just kept fucking in that same position, for almost five minutes straight. Well, five minutes was all I could handle. She was getting tighter with each orgasm, and I was getting closer as well. The confident, small body of hers was even jerking backwards at me whenever I slowed down, clearly a sex fiend I had unknowingly released in my own house.

Me (whispering): ‘Mei.. Kor is about to cum.. ‘
Sister (whispering): ‘Okay!’

She stopped me with her hands and dragged me back to the window, where she quickly got on her knees and threw her head at me. My dick was reaching all the way down her throat and the muffled gagging sound caused some unbearable contractions at the sensitive tip of my dick.

As my body went into time-stoppage, I grabbed her head and pulled her as close as her mouth could reach. My dick dipped straight into her throat and within a second, my rod pumped out the creamy cum straight down her stomach. I just kept shooting even when I released my hand. It was more intense than doing it with my girlfriend, I was just shocked I had so much left in me.

Her mouth continued sucking my dick after I was done, clearing the chamber for any soldiers left behind. I could confirm there was none left when I wobbled to turn on the lights so I could continue where I stopped cooking.

Sister: ‘Kor.. I’m full already.’
Me: ‘Knew it. Help me keep.’

She put her shirt back on, and so did I. With the noise we made, it wasn’t that a shock to see my girl walking in on us, catching us as we kept the ingredients into the fridge. As soon as the sensible sister saw her, she left the kitchen to us and went back to her room, much happier than before.

Girlfriend: ‘Kept everything?’
Me: ‘Yeah. Let me go to the toilet first.’

She followed me into the bathroom and let me do my business, before requesting me to give it a thorough wash.

Girlfriend (whispering): ‘I wanna do it again.’

So here comes round three. It was only during our second encounter that I found out, or what she told me, I had taken her first time. How could I stay angry, at that tightness, at that wetness, for long?

Brother-In-Law

This story is written from Angela’s point of view, a fellow reader 17 years of age who got into a complicated affair with her brother-in-law. She had intended to share her story here so she could know there were other girls like her, who understand that such things wasn’t her fault.

When I walked out of the bathroom in my nightie, he gave me a shock. He wasn’t supposed to be here, at least I didn’t let him in. After my sister had told me she was working overtime, he had been ‘kind’ enough to buy dinner to our place. But that sight he had on me, when I walked across the living room to the kitchen, there was no mistake about it.

It was of lust, desire, a woman’s instinct is never wrong. As I warmed my milk in the microwave, he was still looking in my direction, probably at the nightdress that I had grown too tall for.

Brother-in-law: ‘Angie, I bought food for you too. Jie told me you haven’t eat.’

*Damn, must she tell him everything I told her? I could have easily gone downstairs to settle my own dinner.*

Me (shouting): ‘Okay. I’m coming.’

Before I could turn around from the kitchen counter, he had snuck up behind me. He wrapped one arm around my waist and covered my mouth with the other. No matter how hard I struggled or screamed, he did not drop me till we were in his room. No wait. It was their room, my sister and his. He pushed my head down against the bed so I couldn’t scream any louder than a murmur, and it was suffocating. When I felt his thighs on my legs, I knew his shorts were gone, and my options disappearing.

Brother-in-law: ‘Hey! If you keep struggling, you are going to get hurt.’

Right then, he released his grip to check if I understood.

Me (shouting): ‘Fuck off! I’ll tell Jie.’

In my mind, I was picturing my escape path. Through the bedroom door, and the main door, and shit.. the locked gates. My head was pinned to the side with a pillow, and I felt my dress lifted up above my waist. As he fought to reach my pussy, the stupid struggle accidentally lifted my butt up. He immediately kneeled on my calves, rendering me unable to straighten my body. Right then, I knew I had no choice.

Me: ‘Okay okay! I’ll do what you want. Stop hurting me.’

Slowly, he took the pillow away and I jolted up on the bed, like sitting upright. Guess what face I was giving him? Breathless and sweaty, the remorse on his face didn’t help at all. If he had left me where I was, I might not even tell on him. But in his stupid head, he must have thought he was too far in to just walk away.

Taking a glance at the door didn’t help as he spotted me, pulling my ankles so I would lie flat on the bed. I guess there was only way out of this.

Me: ‘Hey hey.. sorry sorry.. I’ll do what you want.’

Brother-in-law (sternly): ‘You sure?’

I nodded and tears formed against my wishes. How could I show him my weaker side? He laid on the bed where he could block me from dashing to the door, and grabbed my hand to place on his dick.

Brother-in-law: ‘Don’t tell me you have never done this before.’

I opened my palm and held his dick. It was clean, smooth and dry. My thumb and index finger could hardly wrap around it, but it wasn’t the handjob I was worried about. I began stroking him to my best efforts, and memories from my ex-boyfriends. It was a race against time to get him to cum as quickly as possible. Seeing that smirk on his face irritated me even more, but as I went faster, his groans became more frequent.

Brother-in-law: ‘You know, you are better than your sister at this?’

*So? I am not her anyway.*

I kept sighing as I stroked him monotonously, hoping that my sister would walk through the door. His eyes were shutting for longer periods as I pumped faster, pre-cum leaking over my hand that had nails newly manicured.

His hand reached for my head and easily controlled me. Pushing me towards his groin, I knew what was coming. Not wanting to smear his lubricant anywhere else on my face, I opened my mouth and took him in. He had made me kneel on the bed in doggie, where moments ago I was just lying beside him.

In case he forced my mouth down his 8 inches, I quickly held onto the base of his dick, automating my tempo so he would release my hair. As I focused on using my tongue to stimulate him, his hand reached between my legs, and I blamed myself for not used to wearing undies at home.

His rough fingers ran up and down my slit, wetting me involuntarily. My lips pressed hard against his shaft as I suppressed my moans, tongue still tasting up and down the side of his dick. Now that I think of it, there wasn’t any smell at all. At least nothing turned me off. Getting wetter to his touch, he poked his middle finger into my pussy and I was twitching in discomfort at first.

Not only did he continue inwards, he began fingering me like an engine. Smearing juices all over my groin. There was no words to describe how helpless I was, but there was something else he awakened in me. It was his finger, thick, rough, and fast. My mind was going blank when he ‘attacked’ at that speed, till my face was completely resting on his thigh, moaning and trembling as the first orgasm came from the most unlikely partner.

Brother-in-law: ‘Enjoying it aren’t you?’

Those words snapped me out of the delusional world and I picked myself up, pushing his hand out of the way as I did so. He got up and commanded me to lie on the bed, where I unknowingly raised my knees a little, as though.. inviting him.

He went between my legs and placed them over his shoulders, onto his back. Before I could make sense of what was happening, his tongue had already began sucking on my clit. The first one begin so hard that it got sore and sensitive. Was that what he had done with my sister? My hands dug into his hair as his lips moved up and down with his tongue, drawing lines and circles between those raw folds of meat.

I was totally drawn into his world, one that was filled with pleasure coming from an experienced and grown man. The second orgasm went into his mouth, slurping juices as my body shook more violently. He was getting everything I had been wanting to give to my Mr. Right. This man, between my legs, was owning me like the little slut inside me I hid from every guy I met.

Brother-in-law: ‘Hold your own legs.’

My hands went behind my knees to keep them up and he went nearer to my groin. Placing his dick dominantly over my clit, the next order was to put it in myself. My half-closed eyes could only listen to his voice as I reached between my legs, guiding him to where my door was. The rest of it.. well, the one-single-powerful thrust shocked me awake to my senses.

His face returned, his voice returned, more importantly, our relationship returned. I.. was.. being.. fucked.. by.. my.. brother-in-law. Did I feel disgusted? In a way, I was sharing a man Jie had found and kept to herself by ‘marriage’. He.. I didn’t know who, or what was I to him.

With every stroke, I could clearly feel the thick veins and prominent groove under his dick head. Instead of hitting the right spot, he was rummaging across every spot. My body instinctively squeezed my pussy tighter as pleasure bombarded me in every direction possible. My hands free those knees and had nowhere to hold onto, my feet were locked flinging in mid-air, my teeth had nothing to bite onto to relieve those intense orgasms.

He was making me cum at least three times back to back. Suddenly, my energy disappeared and I could tell my arms and body went flat, like battery flat. He stopped immediately and placed my arms by my side, before rolling me over.

The next thing I knew, my waist was being pulled backwards and my knees acted as a pivot. I was in doggie. He plugged into me right away and my arms regained strength, holding myself up as he pounded me towards the headboard. Right above the bed, was a picture of my sister and him. The man that was giving me yet another orgasm.

I moaned my lungs out when he pierced at that particular angle, covering all the areas he missed out in missionary. He too, was groaning extra loud, possibly from this position.

While my mind climaxed into the second orgasm, he finally stopped and spent the next minute savouring my convulsing vagina, clamping and releasing his rod that was throbbing inside me.

Brother-in-law (panting): ‘I am about to cum. But I’ll save that for your sister.’

*What? Now this?*

He pulled it out and I fell onto my side, watching him wipe my juices off his dick with the corner of my dress. I guess I was feeling a little disappointed then, but who am I to have his cum? No matter where he shot? He went back into the living room and kept his eyes on the TV, with me joining him in the sofa after tidying my hair.

I just couldn’t get the thoughts of my sister getting his load that I worked so hard for. Okay, maybe I didn’t work any harder than him. But it was mine. I took a deep breath and I reached for his waistband, without any resistance from him. He slouched lower into the sofa and my mouth enveloped his manhood unhesitant.

Working my way slowly downwards, his body did not flinch when I was gagging from the deep throat. Only when I fondled his balls in my palm, did he groan a little. Pumping my head faster, my hand had formed a ring at the base and was jerking him at the same time.

Suddenly, sounds of keys were heard at the door and I jumped onto my feet into my room. Fuck me, what overcame my mind to offer him, my sister’s husband, a blowjob?

About an hour of deep thoughts later, noises were heard from my sister’s room opposite mine. The familiar creaking sounds of the bed, sensual moans, dominating groans, slapping sounds with a hint of wetness. I was touching myself as I listened to them.

Brother-in-law (whispering loudly): ‘I am shooting!’

Sister (moaning): ‘Inside me.. all of it!’

The noisy action came to a silence abruptly, but not interrupting me from my incoming orgasm. The image of him pumping me in front was still fresh and vivid, which helped me cum for the umpteen times that night.

Before I fell asleep, I remembered hearing my sister walking past my door with him, a man I was glad I didn’t help till the end.

Sister: ‘Why did you shoot so fast today?’

Brother-in-law: ‘Cause you wore your nightgown tonight.’

Their conversation.. his words especially.. that subtle hint to me.

The next morning, he was on the sofa again, reading the daily newspaper delivered to our doorstep.

Me: ‘Jie is out already?’

Brother-in-law: ‘Yes she is. Wait for me in the bedroom after you eat.’

Did I go into his bedroom? Was I supposed to?