His Fantasy

The fifteen year old Sherly laid on her boyfriend’s bed, hands clenched tight over her lap as he positioned next to her. It was the first relationship of the young couple and Wee Kiat was ready to replay some scenes in the numerous porn videos he saw. For Sherly, ‘love’ was still a fuzzy term but it didn’t mean anything to her. She had no crush, perhaps a little like for him, but fulfilled what couples usually do, movies and stuff.

Wee Kiat: ‘Just look at me k?’

He lifted her hands to the sides and placed his hand on her chest, squeezing through her bra attempting to turn her on. Seeing how lost she was looking at him, it was apparent she wasn’t getting anything. Her eyes slowly shut as buttons began to pop open, revealing more of the white training bra she wore.

Wee Kiat: ‘Dear, can I take off my pants?’
Sherly: ‘Okay ah.’

He paused stripping her and removed his brown pants, oblivious to the shy girlfriend whose eyes were shut tight. Very slowly, she felt the warmth of his hands on her tummy and moved upwards, going to her back to where the bra clasp was. A pinch of his fingers was all it took to free her chest, but he did not remove them immediately. Inching under the bra, the soothingness of warmth covered her nipples with relief.

Wee Kiat saw how her lips moved and knew she felt at ease. His trembling hand began to mould her breasts, erecting her nipples against his palm.

Sherly: ‘Do you want me to massage you too?’
Wee Kiat: ‘It’s okay. Just relax for me k?’

Her boobs had never seemed bigger then and she could feel aches around her nipples. When she gave them a push to feel their hardness, a wave of calmness flashed through her mind.

Sherly (whispering): ‘Can you play with my nipples for a while?’

He listened to her and rolled them between his index and thumb, finally getting some moans from his innocent girl. Seeing how her chest rise and fall made his hard on even more painful, restricted by his underwear that was a day’s old.

Wee Kiat: ‘I’m going to touch you down there k?’

She gave a nod and he placed his palm between her legs, sliding under her skirt as she grabbed her shirt in anticipation. The moment he landed on her panties, her hand flung to his arm and held them still. Not portraying any resistance, he applied more pressure on her slit and she relaxed her grip until her hand fell away.

The gentle massage through her panties took all her tension away and made her light headed. He tugged those white panties down to her ankles and pushed her thighs apart, touching directly on her raw pussy.

Wee Kiat: ‘So my baby girl shaves.’
Sherly: ‘My mum told me to. Is it good?’
Wee Kiat: ‘You tell me.’

He tucked his fingertip deeper onto her clit and a shock jerked her chest up.

Sherly (sighing): ‘Oh yes.. it’s good.’

Her hands did not know what to do then and just opened and closed as he vibrated on her sensitive spot, driving more juices out of her system. Soon, she was blindly feeling for his bulge and caught it in her hand. They removed his underwear together and she dived for his rod, holding it tightly while listening to his breaths.

Sherly: ‘Am I doing it right?’
Wee Kiat: ‘If you move your hand up and down, I will feel better.’

Without any lubricant, his foreskin was dragged up and down, still giving him the overwhelming pleasure of masturbation, except with a different hand. As Wee Kiat increased his speed, she did the same and they were soon moaning their lungs out.

After an intense five minute race to the unknowns, Sherly suddenly get go of him and stopped his movements. Luckily or unluckily, he had made it past her final checkpoint and her body began shaking uncontrollably. Her nails dug into his forearm as he continued to attack her clit, till her long moan appeared with violent twists of her hips.

Once the ordeal was over, she breathed deeply with a weak smile across her face.

Wee Kiat: ‘I think you just came. Feels good right?’
Sherly (panting): ‘Came? Is that the word?’
Wee Kiat: ‘Climax or orgasm also can.’

He licked his wet fingers clean and laid on his back, partly tired from giving her her first orgasm. Next, it was time for Sherly to play. She rest her head on his chest and moved down to his belly, staying still while she wrapped her fingers around his dick.

Sherly: ‘Boyfie, let me play with it k? Tell me if it hurts.’

He placed one hand on her head to acknowledge her request and there, the exploration began.

Curiously, she pried his pee hole opened and poked her nails into it, getting a groan from her boy in shock. Seeing how he did not push her away, she covered the tip with her thumb and gave it a little massage. The desperate groans kept coming until she moved her hand down, pre-cum leaking instantaneously from the tip once she jerked him a few times.

Her head went lower to his advantage and her little tongue was felt licking the liquid off. A momentary pause later, her lips wrapped around his cock head and sank downwards, getting him to hold her head to guide her lower. She felt him lift her head away and then push it down again, groaning harder with each stroke. Immediately, she got the cue and took over the blowjob, trying to go deeper to tease her poor boy more.

Barely a few minutes into it, Sherly was worn out and replaced her mouth with her hand. By then, saliva had provided the lubrication and she was pumping him with more response. The rest of the time was spent trying to hold himself back, while his naughty girl tested for his limits.

Wee Kiat (whispering): ‘Dear.. I’m going to cum soon.’
Sherly: ‘Do I keep going? Don’t shoot in my face ah.’
Wee Kiat: ‘Won’t la. Go lower and open your mouth.’

His instructions was quickly interpreted by the smart girl and she followed through. Somehow, shooting into her mouth was much easier to clean up than her face. So, once his dick was about an inch away, she masturbated his cock, almost touching his tummy.

Half a minute later, his hand held her head down harder and hot cum squirted into her gapping mouth and nose. She reacted by closing her lips, but suffocation soon forced her to collect more in her cheeks.

Loud panting noises filled the bed once he was done and his hand freed her to turn away from his body. In front of her, he held a waste paper bin that she spat his load into, and brushed his cum off her face into it. Looking at him cutely angry, she gave his flaccid cock a flick.

Wee Kiat: ‘Eh. You don’t like the taste ah?’
Sherly: ‘It’s so salty! Why didn’t you warn me first?’
Wee Kiat: ‘If I warn you then you will let me shoot in your mouth?’
Sherly: ‘Better than shooting all over my face ma. Don’t know will have pimples or not.’

He gave her a pat on the head and brought her into his chest, extinguishing her rage with love. Listening to his hypnotising heartbeat, Sherly promptly fell asleep until late evening, when her phone rang her awake.

Sherly (on phone): ‘Yes mummy. I’m going home for dinner. I went to do project with my friends. Okay.’

Wee Kiat woke up just in time to see her wear her skirt, without any panties on. After she was dressed (with bra), she gave him a peck and handed her panties to him.

Sherly: ‘Help me wash k? I don’t want to wear wet panties home.’

He slipped on his shorts and walked her to the door, but not before hinting her an ideal dress code.

Wee Kiat: ‘Next time don’t wear la! Easier right?’
Sherly: ‘Idea. See you tomorrow k? Don’t masturbate without me ah.’

She left by the lift and he took a whiff of her panties. Still a little soaked with her juice, his erection twitched continuously till he went into his room. Wee Kiat then covered his cock with her panties, and casually gave it a stroke. One which led to the infinity, and beyond.

Doctor’s Prescription

Erica: ‘Is your cough still there?’
Me: ‘Nope. Recovered. Did you call me back because of my blood work?’

The gorgeous doctor was the daughter of the head general practioner (if there is such a hierarchy) in the family clinic my parents had gone to for the longest time. That’s why I addressed her as Erica even though she was my doctor. I knew her since primary school and we never failed to play together during each visit.

She flipped open a folder and took a glance, before she unwrapped the stethoscope around her neck.

Erica: ‘If you don’t mind, I’m going to check your kidneys. Just going to apply some pressure at various spots. You are just slightly below the healthy range.’

I put my slingbag down and went to the bed, where she adjusted the pillow while I lie down. After she lifted my shirt above my nipples, she listened to my heartbeat with a serious expression. Moving her scope downwards, she reached my stomach and kept going till she was an inch above my groin.

Erica: ‘Can you pull your shorts down a bit?’

Her scope returned to her neck and her fingers pressed around my hips, checking if I felt any pain along the way. Slowly, she lowered my shorts until my trimmed groin was showing. Lying flat without suspecting anything, only my butt moved up when she tugged at the waistband.

Erica: ‘Can I take a look down there?’
Me: ‘Huh? Must see ah? Shy leh.’
Erica: ‘Since you are here for a checkup, might as well right?’

Her rubber gloves touched my erecting cock and moved it around to give it a thorough look, until a moan escaped when she caressed my testicles. The next thing I knew, she was peeling my foreskin back to expose my dick head, all the while fondling my balls.

Me: ‘Erica.. what are you doing?’
Erica: ‘Shhh.. Only say something if you feel anything.’

Her white gloves landed on my side after some fidgeting and my family doctor was just a bit from giving me a full handjob. I couldn’t contain the moans that broke free during her check up and let myself go, groaning as softly as I could.

Her lab coat came off shortly after and revealed a black, off shoulder blouse, contouring to her shapely figure as well as a pair of blue denim shorts that left most of her legs exposed.

Erica: ‘You know? Since young, I have always had a crush on you.’
Me: ‘Now I know.’

From where I was lying, I couldn’t see what she was up to. Luckily, I could reach her ass and put my arms around them, beginning to undo her shorts. As soon as her shorts were below her ass, a powerful tsunami of pleasure flooded my mind from her mouth going down my shaft. The gentleness of her lips on my hard cock was so stimulating I could barely complete what I was doing in the first place – stripping her bottoms off.

The best I could do was to leave her panties at her knees, before sliding my fingers between her sexy thigh gap. The first moan I ever heard from her was so seductive, sensually shy as I rubbed her clit fast. Within seconds, my middle finger slipped into her and she got up abruptly from the shock.

Making some space on the bed (by shifting myself closer to the wall), she hopped on beside me and spread her legs over mine. Now that I could reach her pussy easier, there was no shortage of endorphins as I worked my way around her clit and inside her.

Moments later, she turned towards me and grabbed my collar, face still glowing from my thrusting fingers.

Erica (whispering): ‘Can we fuck?’
Me: ‘My parents have always hinted at me to pick you up, like as a girlfriend. After we fuck, you’ll be mine. Deal?’

‘Deal’, the answer sent a twitch to my cock and I got up on my knees. Spreading her knees like a durian shell, she was grinning from ear to ear as my cock neared her. She held my dick towards her pussy and I slowly penetrated her, feeling a little ache as her tightness forced some blood back into my groin. But once in, her feet stay locked behind my back, savouring the momentarily connection of our bodies.

Erica: ‘Your cock is growing bigger.’
Me: ‘I can feel you getting tighter too.’

Wasting no time, our genitals released horny slapping sounds into the room, lips frenching like the last two person (of opposite gender) on Earth, found each other. I never felt anything so intense before, pounding loud breaths of air out of the perfect girl I never thought I could get.

Erica (moaning): ‘Doggie me J.. take me from behind.. ‘

We changed to that said position over the bed, but standing on the floor. My hands went to her boobs and massaged them hard while jerking her body non-stop, pussy juices splattering all over our legs as she came another time.

About five minutes later, her pussy relaxed and created the most sensational effect on my mind.

Me: ‘Fuck! I’m cumming!’

I pulled out of her and she squatted down before me, pumping my cock and at the same time pulling her collar open. Less than a minute later, my wobbly legs came to embarrass me as my cum shot all over her chest. Once done, she licked me clean and we wore our clothes back, leaving nothing to tidy on the leather bed.

We remained standing while saying we hugged for a while more, whispering sweet nothings into each other’s ears. Once I got my diagnosis, she sent me on my way out.

Erica (Whatsapp): ‘Come back at 9pm. There will be no one then.’

The receptionist saw my smile and grinned at me, telling me that there was no payment to be made. At 9pm, I returned to the darkened clinic and Erica opened the door for me, leading me to her room and dropping her lab coat without wearing anything underneath.

Erica (whispering): ‘Shall we get started?’

And the rest of the day was history.

Kingsmen and Women

Me: ‘You’re wearing your new shorts today!’
Kiki: ‘It’s not skorts la. I’m wearing a mini skirt.’

The flap over the usual skorts were sewn to the other side, creating a wrapping effect over my girl’s snowy fair legs. The light purple bralet complimented her skirt and kept her beautiful skin exposed, for everyone (humph) to feast their eyes on. In turn, I had to do a forfeit for a dare I lost to her a long time ago, forbidding me to wear any underwear underneath my black army shorts.

Just imagine me in shorts and slippers, while a gorgeous babe in a belly exposed attire cuddle tightly around my arms. Who wouldn’t think I’m worthless? Well, I supposed that would make her look better too. Though I was more for the kinky activities we could do in these clothes.

So off we set for AMK Hub to catch a movie, turning heads along the short walk to the mall. The countless stares she got actually made me a proud boyfriend, though a little jeaous.

Once we collected our tickets, we bought the popcorn and drinks and went straight into the theatre, still empty with plenty of time before the show starts. As there were only two columns of seats, we took the corner ones since this was the second time we watched Kingsmen, using the complimentary passes from her credit card reward program.

Kiki: ‘I sit inside. If there is no one then we change.’

Half of the popcorn was gone when the lights dimmed, after trailers the both of us could recite to. I placed the popcorn box on the empty seat next to me and raised the armrest, so she could cuddle closer in the chilly hall. As usual, she would tuck her hand under my shirt and onto my stomach, always warmer than her thin body.

Just ten minutes into the show, the lack of visible audience led her hand into my shorts, where my raw dick was semi-erect with the constant contact on my shorts. She skilfully rubbed her thumb under my shaft and helped enlarged it, till I was fidgeting in my seat.

Kiki: ‘Don’t move so much. Let me see it?’

Her head leaned over dangerously over my groin and stretched the waistband downwards, placing my hand on it to hold it open for her. Still stroking my erection, her head descended lower and lower, slowly engulfing my cock head in soothing warm wetness. The sigh that came out of my mouth scared her a little but she dived down immediately, plunging me into another world of pleasure.

The cardigan I carried for her came to use as a cover over my lap, while my shorts were lowered to my bum. That way, I could free both my hands, and made good use of them inside her bra top. Fondling those fluffy B cups caused a few silent gasps, but her diligent blowjob did not stop at all.

After two minutes of intense tongue play, she pulled away from the oral foreplay with stringy saliva dangling over my dick, slightly breathless from bending down too long. Her silhouette in front of the screen was a sight to behold, long flowing hair tucked over one side of her neck, and lips wet from the lubricative saliva.

Once she returned to her seat, I moved into her corner and leaned on her shoulder, running her all time favourite, warm hand across her inner thigh between her legs. The clever girl opened her legs slightly and let me in under her skirt, which I stopped upon reaching her privates.

Me (whispering): ‘You didn’t wear any panties?!’
Kiki (whispering): ‘Yupp! You like it?’
Me (whispering): ‘You will zao geng one eh! You so rough when you walk.’
Kiki (whispering): ‘They also can’t touch me. I’m yours.’

I swiped my fingertips across her clit and worked on her clit, rubbing it gently in a swirling motion. The only response she could give was to stroke my cheeks with her hand, trembling as I focused on attacking her clit. Soon, she was grabbing my wrist and guiding me deeper, two fingers piercing into her pussy with her legs wide open. We had totally ignored everyone around us and got stuck in this erotic moment, fingering her pussy with movements big enough for anyone to spot us.

She did not bother to contain her moans and made soft purring noises, right into my ear in front of her mouth.

Kiki (whispering): ‘Let’s try fucking here.’
Me (whispering): ‘Here? How?’

She gave me a head-nod towards my other side and I looked where she referred to, another corner in the hall where two person ‘shared’ a seat.

Kiki: ‘We aren’t the only ones.’

She grabbed her cardigan and we changed seats, slanting our bodies towards the aisle with the other couple slowing down. Tucking both her knees into her chest, I straightened my legs and engaged in a spooning position. Blindly, I guided my dick inside her after two tries and a gasp signalled the completion of the docking process.

We remained silent as my hips started twerking, jutting back and forth into her unbelievably tight pussy. It was the first time we had so much privacy in the cinema, and even our other petting sessions weren’t this daring. Gradually, her body rolled over on her knees into doggie, and I had no choice but to get on one of my feet, keeping my other knee bent on the seat.

I bent as low as I could as I resumed thrusting, unable to escape the slurping noises from our genitals. The other couple got more adventurous and the girl (I assumed), bent over the row in front and let her guy banged her harder. Kiki was looking at them the whole time and only got tighter as I pounded, driving me to my wit’s end sooner than usual.

Suddenly, she leaned away from me and collapsed on the seat, body convulsing violently as orgasms shot through her senses. I pried opened her legs and dipped my fingers into her pussy, shoving with all my strength against her sealing cunt. Her shivers turned into flopping motions like a fish on dry land, ‘worming’ sideways on all three seats.

Kiki: ‘Fuck! This is crazy!’
Me: ‘Then me?’

As if she had enough of me, she stomped to my seat and kneeled hard on the carpet. Her mouth went straight over my shaft and deep throated me, throwing my lost hands over her head to guide her. Recalling how she loved to be dominated beyond her own consciousness, I slammed her head in my groin and gagged her mercilessly.

Her natural instinct to push against my thighs turned her head into a basketball, which I bounced harder and harder. Not a single area of my cock was untouched in our unexpected SM play, saliva dribbling all over my lap and her face.

Me: ‘Oh yeah baby. I’m gonna cum!’

I pushed her head down one last time and she gave up fighting, letting me lift her mouth away just as the first wave came, squirting hot loads of semen into her lips. She managed to get a little suction going on as I came, drawing every last bit once my throbbing dick died down.

Very quickly, she got up and took a sip of Coke, swallowing everything for the first time. The next thing to do was to get dressed, and we did that before falling lazily onto the seat. With her hand back in my shorts and massaging it, her bralet was stretched with my hand inside to give her nipples a little pleasing.

We watched the best part of the movie in embraced, and took our much needed rest before going back to her place. When we exited the cinema, we bumped into the other couple on the way out. They were dressed similar to us and none of us could bring ourselves to express our openness.

Once we got home, our minds were still on the couple. Kiki had a momentary crush on the punk-looking dude and I had my eyes on her translucent white dressed girlfriend. We took our consolation in each other on the bed and fucked our brains out, with fantasies and lust intertwining between our passionate love for each other.

A day well spent, I must say.

Wet Pebbles

Once I sank my butt into the sofa with the TV on, Pebbles came to the coffee table in her shirt and shorts, the standard home wear for a stay-in girlfriend.

‘Hands up!’, I commanded in a slightly jovial tone while bringing the two of the three bottles of lubricant on the table. As she raised her arms, I pulled her shirt off to expose the perky little tits with rare pink nipples, followed by her shorts that was hiding her trimmed patch of lawn above her tiny slit.

She automatically sat on the table with her legs spread, while I slid my way lazily down to the rattan stool in front of my feet. Squeezing a blob of banana and apple flavoured lube into my fingertip, I smeared them around her pussy paying extra attention to her clit. ‘Ahh.. it’s sensitive there’, she was wet before I laid a finger on her and the shower foam she used was floating fresh in her groin. The moment I got her all wet and seasoned, it was time to feast.

I arched my back down into her legs and let my tongue searched for her clit, easily found from the erection of a willing lady. Beginning with the letter ‘A’, my mouth got to work besides her moan, licking and pinching her clit with my lips as I moved to the next alphabet. Gradually, her body started shaking with my progress, till I reached ‘K’, that her legs suddenly shut over my ears and a deep groan emitted with more trembling.

‘I just came. Slow down k?’, she whispered in a sexy, hoarse tone after the long groan, but I kept repeating ‘L’ to lengthen her orgasm. The bold girl dug her fingers into my head as I continued feasting on her abalone, going non-stop till I reached ‘W’. The multi-stroke letter drove her into a state of screams from the built up of horniness, unleashing yet another wave of thirst-quenching juices into my mouth.

There was no way I would let that go to waste, promptly catching them with my tongue scooping. Her body shook violently all the way to ‘Z’ before she fell flat onto the table. Loud panting sounds, involuntary shivers, uncontrollable moans plagued her recovery for the next minute plus.

Seeing her satisfied face, this was the girl who loved receiving oral sex, and also being equally good in returning that particular favour too. It was my turn to sit on the sofa next, while she took the stool under her ass. The big bottle of Durex strawberry lube was for her, applying it both to her own pussy as well as my dick once I got into position.

‘Ready?’, the rhetorical question went unanswered as my cock disappeared between her lips, throwing me off my upright position to a sloth-like paralysis on the sofa. Her squeezed lips pushed their way down tight, going all the way to my base before she took a gasp of air to chill my red, hot missile down. The abrupt introduction of cold air mixed into my warm stick and created a shield, which highlighted wherever her slippery tongue touched next. She let her relaxed tongue glide under my shaft and began to bob her head back and forth, negating the slight discomfort when she bent my cock down. In no time, my legs were shaking as she swirled around my cock head at every upward stroke, till I let off a groan and then she would go back down my shaft with a grin.

Slowly, her lips began squeezing from my base up, forcing all the blood to accumulate in the thick veins surrounding my manhood. After five minutes of the torturous blowjob, both of us had an unspoken surprise upon seeing my dangerously red cock.

How else was I supposed to use a God sent baby-making organ? ‘Get on your fours on the table’, a stern phrase got her up on her feet and she climbed over the table quick. I got out of the sofa and held her high-rise ass in my hands, ready to plunge my dick deep into her pussy.

‘Ah fuck! You are tearing me apart!’, that sentence was drowned in a series of hard slaps made by my groin, slamming mercilessly into the girl who got me so worked up. While most visitors find our coffee table a little too high for daily use, we bought the coffee table based on the height where my dick was (from the ground) and her legs while bent on the table. So don’t mistaken our purchase as ‘just a funiture’, it had certainly more use than that.

Pebbles had no way to straighten her arms as the forceful pounding ensued, jerking her boobs around while I savoured the enclosing vagina. The scent of strawberry, banana and apple filled our living room up with the heat from our autonomous sex, throwing her bit by bit towards the sea of wetness. ‘Oh gooood.. ‘, she exclaimed as she reached for the edge of the table in front of her. I rammed my cock faster as her body froze, receiving the full wrath of my vigour that was thrusting into her stiffened cunt.

Less than a minute later, her legs began sliding from the sweat on her knees, but my quick reaction to close them with my calves kicked in. Now, her knees were touching while my sausage got stuffed between her fruit buns. In this pose, there was no shortage of her screams as orgasms translate into a flowing stream down her legs.

‘You’re hitting my sensitive spot! I’m going crazy!’, her last words meant a lot to me since I was getting closer to my own climax. I was, going crazy too. At her maximum tightness, it was still manageable for me to unleash my secret stash of energy, fucking it all out into her slim figure.

I gave her a slap on her bubbly butt to signal my ejaculation, which she had gotten used to as a sign in case we were too engrossed. Like clockwork, I pulled out of her before the point-of-no-return and fell back onto the couch. Instead of a cum-in-mouth I expected, she hopped over my lap and sat over my rod. Using my neck as support and feet placed near my butt, her groin slammed down hard on me, using the existing tightness to drive me frantic.

‘Shit! I’m gonna shoot!’, my last breath of air was used for the fearful phrase before my cum exited orderly into her pussy, embedded deep into the muscles milking my rod for everything. The little hops she made sucked every bit out of the exhausted me, giggling between gasps of moans as she felt it fill her up.

We did not disconnect after the deed was done, simply hugging in that same position while we recovered our energy. My dick shrunk its way out of her and at last, it was time for a quick shower before bed. As a pleaser, I couldn’t miss out licking her in the showers and on the bed, giving her a well-deserved energy discharge before the recharge (sleep).

Sweet Sweet Love

Part 1 | Part 2

Rick (whispering): ‘Lift your leg up.’

Samantha pushed her skirt between her legs and perched one of her feet on the velvety plastic seat of the bus, peering out of the window to take her attention away from what her boyfriend was about to do. He shifted closer to her and crossed his arm over her chest, letting her hug him while his fingers dived under her skirt.

As she felt his middle finger part the fleshy raw folds of her pussy, a little shiver drifted through her body. It was electrifying the first few seconds he played with her clit, but as soon as her juices lubricated his rubbing motion, large breaths of air filled her lungs up with lust. She loved how he would slide up and down her slit, occasionally going close to her love hole but not enter it.

In relative to her grip on his arm, he would relieve her urges by slipping into her pussy, releasing sighing mouthful of air from her mouth. As time passed, she took over control of his movements and guided him deeper. When she was pleased with how well he fingered her, slow and in lengthy strokes, Samantha knew what she had to do. Stretching her arm over to his lap, she gave his little hard on a squeeze through the pants.

Given where they were seated, at the back of the bus, she proceeded to lower the zip and flipped his cock out from the man-thong he wore specially for her. Hard as he was, and it made her really excited about going further with him.

Samantha (whispering): ‘Did you bring it?’

He dug his bag for a small silicon squeeze bottle of lubricant and placed a ten-cent coin worth on her fingertips. Immediately, she went back to the handjob and made things difficult for him to keep the bottle. Anyway, excitement and thrill was what they were after right? With the mutual masturbation ongoing, the pair stayed as motionless as they could from the eyes of the boarding passengers.

Samantha (whispering): ‘I’m cumming!’

He felt her pussy tightened on his fingers and a small gush of juices escaped over his digits. Panting, she turned her attention to him and jerked him faster. Rick had done his part for the public display of intimacy and let her concentrate, with his fingers pinching and rolling her nipples as she pumped his cock.

After five minutes in her trained hand, he was holding her wrist to guide her for the grand finale.

Rick (whispering): ‘Shooting.. shooting.. ‘

She swiped her fringe behind her ears and bent down over his groin, taking his cock into her mouth while continued to stroke her personal sex toy. In less than a minute later, his hips began trembling and cum fired into her sweet pink lips, filling her mouth up with baby-making fluid. Samantha sucked on his tip until every last drop was out, and picked herself up to swallow before his eyes.

Rick (whispering): ‘Good girl.’

They composed themselves from the erotic mess and rested until they reached their stop – in front of a JTC building around his place. Upon alighting, he grabbed her hand and led her into the eerily quiet industrial block through a side gate.

Samantha: ‘Where did you get the access card?’
Rick: ‘From my attachment in poly? I didn’t return it.’

They made their way quickly to the block furthest from any civilisation, and into a corridor behind one of a production office. The leather had cracked on the sofa in the unofficial smoking corner but he wasn’t there to chill. Samantha remained standing by the parapet, still feeling confused to her surprise introduction to this corner of the private estate.

Rick undid his pants and went behind her, flipping her skirt to her waist and attempted to stick his rod into her. Samantha got his cue and shifted herself slightly away from the wall, into standing doggy but chest higher than usual. She guided his dick inside her pussy from between her legs and felt his erection slide up her vagina, clearly thicker than what she tasted in the bus.

The tiny jutting motion was silent on her meaty ass and the view of the carparks and housing blocks was calming to her senses. Rick was totally drawn into her tight pussy and was just slamming his hips onto her. After a few minutes, Samantha turned to the sofa and let her knees rest on the seats, closing her feet under his opened legs.

The sudden pressure on his cock made Rick wilder and he was ramming deeper at a slower speed.

Samantha: ‘You like it baby?’
Rick (grunting): ‘Yeah.’

Her upper body was still upright but the depth of his penetration was delivering timely orgasms to her mind. Gradually, she was overtaken by horniness and the torturous speed of his drilling.

Samantha: ‘Sit on the sofa. I’ll ride you.’

He quickly pulled out of his beloved girlfriend and sat down. Samantha did not waste any time and squatted over his thighs, lowering herself over his upright throbbing stick of meat. His hands on her waist, she wrapped her arms around his neck and really slammed her groin on him. She was deadly tight in this position and the cool breeze and sight kept her relaxed as she fucked him.

In the mix of groans and pleas, she was climaxing at her own pace. Rick was desperately holding on to the last bit of sanity, tempted to be overthrown by her violent cowgirl ride.

Rick: ‘Slow down. It’s getting too sensitive.’

Samantha let her knees touch the rough surface of the sofa and grind on his lap, rocking back and forth while holding his shoulder onto the backrest. In that pose, he stripped her spaghetti top and unhooked her bra, pulling her flare skirt up to her belly button. Just as he fished her denim jacket out of her bag, her pussy suddenly gone super small and sucked him right in, with contractions milking his cock as she tried harder to keep moving.

Rick: ‘Oh shit!’

He lifted her ass up and she jumped off the couch, going on her knees only to miss the first shot of cum. She hastily covered his tool with her mouth and collected the others, swallowing as quickly as he was puffing her cheeks up with semen. As his energy level dwindled, she let him pull her jacket over her arms and shoulders.

Finally, the spent young man was done and the pair sat dishevelled side by side.

Samantha: ‘Am I going home in these?’
Rick: ‘Yupp. You look so sexy like this.’

They rested for a while more before making their way out, and she walked him home before heading to a bus stop.

Samantha (Whatsapp): ‘I’m just done with my boyfriend. Are you at home now?’

Part 1 | Part 2

Slutty XMM

Slipping on the red bralet that left most of Shermaine’s belly exposed, a pair of high waist shorts completed her outfit for the day. The walk to the bus stop attracted lots of gaze in her direction, mostly admiring the fair, slim waist with a piercing through her belly button.

Samson: ‘Shermaine!’

The slim cut, blue buttoned shirt matched his legs-conturing jeans well and she threw her arms around him for a well-deserved hug after a long period of busyness.

Shermaine: ‘Where are we going now?’
Samson: ‘Want to get right down to it?’
Shermaine: ‘Where?’

He tucked her hand under his arm and brought her to a newly built HDB, staircase eerily quiet without much occupants residing there. Their impatience finally broke free when they found a safer floor, with no shoes or lights from the couple of units on that level.

He had shoved his knees between her legs hard to support some of her weight and she immediately returned his advancement with a deep kiss. Tongues got to work and her hips grinded on his knee seductively. That pair of shorts have been pressing on her crotch tight, somehow teasing her with each step taken.

Soon, their hands got busy and her shorts came off while his jeans was lowered to his thighs. The scarf she had around her bag was wrapped around her waist, in case anyone walked in on them.

Still making out passionately, her fingers had gone around his rod and he did the same for her, except he was rubbing up and down her clit. As temperature rose on his stick, feminine lubricant had begun leaking from her pussy. As far as it goes, things could only go hotter from there.

Samson got his girlfriend to sit on the steps while he descended to get into the correct height. Without wasting any time, she opened her legs and held his head, going straight for her juicy cunt that was waiting.

For that slutty little girl, he couldn’t expect any less from her. Despite how sexy she wore, the fragrant scent between her legs kept him going and her moaning for more. Swiping left and right, flicking up and down, sucking hard and soft, his hair was ruffled into a mess as she held him down.

Samson (whispering): ‘Baby.. let me rest for a while.’

Maintaining a coy smile, she let him go and made some space for him on the step. Next up was her going down a few steps, and laying on her side bum for his share of fun.

She swept her hair to create a ponytail on one side, and went over his dick instantly. The first tease was her lips slipping quickly up and down his penile hood, heightening the sensitivity till he had to beg her to stop. Instead of ending it right there, she sank her jaws down his shaft so he could draw a deep breathe. Thereafter it was just long, sensual trips on his manhood, sucked to a deadly edge of cumming anytime.

Samson (whispering): ‘Baby.. it’s enough.’

She picked her head up and cleaned her mouth of saliva, before pulling him up in one move.

Shermaine: ‘Doggy?’
Samson: ‘Yupp. But I want to go on top when I cum. Can?’
Shermaine: ‘Anything you say babe.’

She went to the cleanest wall of paint and laid her forearm parallel on it. Her ass stuck out like a needy dog for Samson who was guiding her feet further backwards. Once everything was in place, he aimed handsfree at her pussy and drove right in, holding her waist motionless in case she tried to get away.

Shermaine: ‘Oh yes! Fuck me real good.’
Samson: ‘You’re going to get just that.’

The first few thrusts resonated the slapping sounds loudly but he quietened down by bending his knees a little, to jab her in an upward angle. Moans exited into the back of her hand and he was just breathing deeply. Before he realised, he was at full speed ramming into his tiny girlfriend till she was tip toeing in pleasure.

Shermaine: ‘I’m going to come soon! Shit! Hold me!’

Her cheek landed on the wall as her legs went into a cramp, the full weight of her body on the curled toes. Samson hugged her close to his chest and continued pumping slowly. Shermaine recovered in loud huffing sounds, limbs gone weak from that single climax.

Shermaine: ‘Babe, it happened again.’
Samson: ‘It’s okay ah. Have a sit.’

She was placed three steps from the landing and Samson leaned over her in push-up position. Shermaine knew she had to finish the job and helped him get his dick into her. Legs now spread apart on solid ground, Samson resumed the pounding that blurred Shermaine’s vision with orgasms.

His hard cock went in deep, stretching her vaginal walls thin enough to experience the graceful curve and bumps on it. The frequent deep thrusts had kept her clit well-loved to push her senses further up. As another orgasm creeped up her spin, Samson was feeling the gradual difficulty of keeping his speed up.

Samson (whispering): ‘Cumming soon baby?’
Shermaine (whispering in his face): ‘Let’s try to cum together this time. Don’t stop until you shoot k?’

He straightened his arms and closed his feet together. She wrapped her legs around him and one hand held firmly on the vertical columns of the railing.

As his body rammed faster at the same overwhelming depth, Shermaine’s body started shaking as the orgasm tipped over the edge. A few seconds behind her, Samson endured the ache from the squeeze and pushed forward.

In a groan, his elbows bent to hold her shoulders down on his dick, and the gush of cum broke free into her pussy like a dam being destroyed. When her body relaxed the powerful grip on his rod, Samson’s body trembled to the suction and fired a few more times, straight into her xmm.

Holding his cheeks in her hands, a beautiful afterglow warmed his heart and he pulled out, before sitting at her pussy.

Samson: ‘Let me feel inside k?’

A shy nod let his finger into the cum-filled hole and it was like an aquarium in it, full of thick, viscous bio-fluid.

Samson (whispering): ‘Squeeze for me. I’m going to take my finger out.’

A frown came with the pressure on his finger and he withdrew his ‘probe’, to see it cleaned of any cum that was supposed to be inside her. They then sat together as he fished out his packet of wet tissue, cleaning each other up before putting their clothes back on.

Like a lovey dovey couple, her arms were around him as they took a break.

Shermaine: ‘I love you baby.’
Samson: ‘Love you too babe. You’re super tight today.’
Shermaine (whispering): ‘I didn’t masturbate for a week just for you.’

Thanks to the contraceptive pills, there was no worry of being impregnated. They made their way down in the lift with some Bangladeshi workers, fully aware that this particular block was a favourite among public sex fanatics.

Their constant scanning of that sexy-bodied girl did not affect her mood, being confident and all after receiving her fair share of pleasure.

Samson: ‘Hungry?’
Shermaine (whispering cheekily): ‘I’m hungry for you. Can we go to your place now?’

The wide grin told her the answer and he led her in the direction of the bus stop, hopping on the next bus towards his 4-room flat. Imagine what they did when they found out that the whole of the upper deck of the bus was empty.

She changed into that ‘mini-sarong’ skirt during the journey and he managed to get her to cum once before their stop. With more eyes on her for the walk back to his place, her pussy had begun leaking cum from the anticipating pussy.


Amy: ‘How’s work today? Any interesting things happened?’
Me: ‘Nah. Today was pretty quiet. I even dozed off for a while.’
Amy: ‘Orh hor! Hope your boss doesn’t check the CCTV.’

I tucked myself under the blanket smelling better than the whole day of housekeeping, since the usual customers decided to have a ‘coffee-free day’ all at once. My legs had gone all weak from climbing up and down, doing all the work for the upcoming week in one go.

Amy, my girlfriend, shut her MacBook and slid under the sheets, ready to end the night. Like every night, we turned to each other for a kiss and she could tell I was more tired than before. So I was allowed to return to the coffin-sleeping position.

She came closer to my side and hugged me tightly, a common thing for any couples. Her hand rested on my stomach did not stay still though, half-tickling and rubbing. Diving into my baggy boxers next, my little one couldn’t be anymore shy by being disinterested. The constant circling of her nails into my foreskin continued to push my horny level up, fully aware that she was executing my most feared move.

Slowly, my dick grew and she went one step ahead to stroke it. Though dry, our skin brushed across each other like a playful rub. It was simply too much for me to just lie still and not give in. But before I could suggest anything, she had gone under the blanket covering us.

First her hand, then came her tongue that wet the tip. The kisses trailed down my shaft and I was taken aback by the warmness that enveloped my dick. I was finally ‘home’ and it couldn’t feel any better than to have your lifelong partner giving you the treat of your lifetime.

She picked up her speed once I started trembling, squeezing her lips together as she went up and down. My heavy eyelids kept me from looking at her, and all that was ringing in my mind was the extra soft flesh my tip repeatedly pushed against – at the back of her throat.

Me: ‘Amy.. I’m awake now.’

Poking her head out of the blanket, her lips were glimmering under the warm bedside lamp.

Amy: ‘You sure?’
Me: ‘Yes yes. I can’t sleep with that standing up. Right? Want me to go on top?’
Amy: ‘Nope. Not tonight.’

Maybe she just wanted to tease me, which was totally fine with me. It was more than sex that got us together, plus, we knew we could ask for it anytime. That’s one of the perks of living together.

She climbed on top of me while saying ‘I’m going to be on top‘, surprising me with her unusually-active spirits. Sitting over my dick raw, I couldn’t help but got a little worried. We had only attempted bareback sex a handful of times, and only for a while. That night, she ignored our precautions and went straight ‘in’, massaging me with her vaginal muscles to get it even harder.

The grinding motion began once she had her whole body weight on me, slipping my hard cock repeatedly into her pussy. There was nothing I could do except to calm my senses down, definitely not wanting to impregnate her ahead of schedule. The ever-increasing speed she rode me on, really pushed things to the limit.

She knew she was tight, and I meant it. My fingers would ache fingers her and my dick always felt like bursting from all the blood trapped in the rod. In a way, I could get bigger inside her, but at the price of losing it all. A worthy price to pay.

The dishevelled girl rocked her hips wildly, fingers interlocked with mine to stablise. My dick was being directed at a scooping motion, fondling the underside of her pussy that kept driving her crazier. At that tight pressure, I was losing control minutes into our cowgirl experience. Things quickly went out of hand once she deliberately squeezed down hard, raping my pitiful dick that was about to rupture.

Screaming ‘this is so good!’, her voices drowned my pleas conveniently. I was so afraid of cumming and my body had the same thoughts as well. Imagine the mental conflict with your primal instincts. My dick just grew harder from the stiffened muscles, thickening the veins to her advantage.

Me (shouting): ‘Amy! I really can’t take it anymore! Let me out!’

She squat-lifted herself up and at that same time, fell forward as an orgasm arrived late. Trickles of juice dripped over my belly as she dismounted, seated away from me. Her head dived down again on my dick and she took control of me immediately. In contrast to her deadly little pussy, her tongue felt exceptionally relaxing on my shaft, gently pressed on the under side.

Her lips milked me at a comfortable pace, sliding up and down with much care. My hands went over her head as usual and guided her into ‘that’ tempo, readying my load to be delivered into her.

The calming oral sex lasted for about five minutes, with occasional pauses for her to catch her breath. The final moment came when I pushed her harder down, keeping my tip at her throat. For my size, it was not too difficult for her.

Lovely Amy did not resist one bit and let my body complete the journey, unloading my cum so ever peacefully like a victory march. Jerks after jerks, it went easily down her throat. The ascend cleaned up all the excess saliva and tided up the foreskin, only leaving a thin coat of moisturiser for the night.

She was gleaming from ear to ear as I was, satisfied with the workout and protein shake combo. I too, was panting even though she did all the work. But it was really the unloading that drew all of my energy.

Amy: ‘Now.. we can sleep.’

We hid under the blanket for the last time and exchanged kisses, before the room went dark for our much needed rest.

Literally Girl Next Door

At three in the morning, soft knocks came to my door and I opened it to see my neighbour Nikki in a short black dress leaning on the gates, reeking of alcohol.

I had watched her grow up since she was in primary school and they were a kind family. I brought her into the house and let her sit down, bringing her a cup of water.

Me: ‘What happened?’
Nikki: ‘Some shit. I just broke up. And stupidly gave him my first time thinking he will be with me forever.’

I knew whatever I say will be meaningless. She just lost something important, apart from her broken heart. We had always been hi-bye friends since we seldom had time nor topics to talk about. And she was almost seven years younger.

Nikki: ‘Kor kor, can I spend the night here?’
Me: ‘Yeah. I’ll be alone for this two weeks. Family is out for holiday. Only I can’t get off from work.’

She tried to get up but stumbled onto me. Not wanting to risk her injuring herself, I lifted her knees and carried her like a baby into my room, where my brother’s empty bed still occupied half the space.

Me (whispering): ‘Do you need anything else? If not I’ll just let you sleep k?’
Nikki: ‘My bra? I can’t breath properly.’

I reached my hand into her back and unhooked them, pulling the padless bra out of her chest. I returned to my own bed and continued reading the Cracked articles on my phone, hoping to make sure she fell asleep before me.

I have always viewed her as a sister, a hot neighbour that will always appear immature no matter how old she was. It was probably due to the years we have seen each other.

Right before I fell into deep sleep, I felt some weight pressing onto my bed, and Nikki snuck next to me, sharing my comfy soft pillow looking at me.

Me: ‘Not tired?’
Nikki (whispering): ‘The alcohol is making me feel horny.’
Me: ‘Silly. It will be fine once you wake up.’
Nikki (whispering): ‘You know? Whenever I want to go out, I will wait for a while to see if you are going out too. So I can see you.’
Me: ‘You always dress so nice. And I’m in shorts and t-shirt.’
Nikki: ‘Kor kor.. I like you.’
Me: ‘Me too. You’re like my little.. ‘
Nikki: ‘No!’

Her finger stopped me from trying to draw the line and slid across my cheeks, while leaning in for a kiss I can’t refuse. Our lips touched and she pulled me closer via my collar, breathing in all that flowery scent and alcohol mix. My arm went around her waist too and we got closer than ever before.

Nikki (whispering): ‘Will you fuck me?’
Me (whispering): ‘What? Don’t say that! You’re a lady.’

I swallowed hard and looked into her mesmerising eyes. I almost sensed a little bit of admiration and submission.

Nikki (whispering): ‘Then can I fuck you?’

A silly grin appeared on her face and an excited nod followed. I went into doggie and she wriggled herself under me. When she pulled those panties off her legs, she kneed me lightly. Well, it was worth it.

Nikki lowered my shorts enough to expose my wiener and she clumsily yanked it to her pussy, as if foreplay never existed.

Nikki: ‘Put it inside me.’

I pushed my hips forward and her opened legs helped to make things smooth. Her unbelievable tightness almost immobilised me but she was showing more pain than my discomfort.

Me: ‘Is it too big?’
Nikki: ‘No. I like it.’

I started pumping her slowly and she was moaning her heart out, digging her nails into my back that turned me into a little monster. ‘Oh fuck yes! I super love your dick!‘, she whispered in between her moans a few times. Was that all she loved about that ex of hers? Did he use sex to get her?

My thoughts got lost when she came and left my dick suffocating as she got super tight. That orgasm had knocked her out flat and she was soon motionless under my weight. Carefully, I pulled out of her and left her to sleep.

I stayed on that bed to prevent her from falling over (it was a narrow single bed) and the moment I woke up, was when I felt cold fingers toying with my dick.

Nikki (whispering): ‘Just close your eyes and sleep.’

I shut my eyes and let her play with whatever she wanted. First, it was her fingers, then, her hair brushed across my tummy and a tongue touched the tip. Lips went around my shaft and continued downwards, till she began to suck me autonomously.

Groans escaped my mouth uncontrolled and she stayed focused, letting her tongue slide up and down my shaft. Pushing all my buttons skilfully, it was mere minutes before I had to unload.

Me (whispering): ‘Nikki. I’m going to shoot.’


Her speed increased and I was half holding her down and lifting her up. Her mouth was too addictive and it was determination that kept her from stopping.

She never slowed down once and continued till my load blew in her mouth, followed by long, slower strokes that she made to suck me dry. When I felt the final squirt, I was full of guilt and picked her up.

Nikki: ‘Nice?’
Me: ‘It didn’t taste weird?’
Nikki: ‘No ah. Cannot swallow meh? My ex always makes me swallow.’
Me: ‘No you silly! You can spit it out.’

She looked at the clock hanging on my wall and got up, wearing her bra and panties back. I slipped my shorts on as well and she made her way to the door. When we opened the door, her door was wide open, and her dad appeared just in time.

Dad: ‘You were over at his place the whole night?’
Nikki: ‘No. I went out with my friends. Then I came home at 3am. So I slept here lo.’

He came out of his house and I opened my gates. He walked up to us and held her daughter under his arm.

Dad: ‘You know, I’d rather my daughter be with you than those guys she told me about. Have you two eaten?’
Me: ‘Not yet.’
Dad: ‘Okay. You.. go get changed then go over and make breakfast for him.’

Nikki disappeared under her dad’s arm and went into her house. He patted me on the shoulders and told me to take care of her daughter, and no matter if I ended up marrying her, he would support me fully.

I waited at the door till Nikki changed into a long t-shirt, hiding whatever shorts or panties (or nothing) she wore underneath. The eighteen year old then whipped up a hearty breakfast and we ate it in my bed.

You guys could have guessed what we did after that right? Some morning exercises that is.