Mobile Quickie

Baby: ‘I’m not going to get out of the car in this k?’
Me: ‘Yeah yeah. We are just going to park somewhere and play.’

Wearing the white translucent oversized tank top, she had her office blazer over her shoulders despite driving in the night. We turned into a multi-storey carpark of a newly built HDB flat, and crawled one at a time into the back seat.

Unleashing our two weeks of collective passion, our hands were under each other’s top and brushing across skin. In low light, I unbuckled her half-cup bra from her back, and she unclipped my belt to my underwear. Since she changed into the tank top, she had no pants on as it was long enough to provide cover in seated position.

Without any bottoms, it was easy for me to strip her panties off, and expose her wet privates along with my little hard one. Fingers dived between our legs as we made out, stroking and rubbing wherever that made us moan in pleasure.

Like usual, I reached into my sling bag for her favourite black toy and placed her on the seat, spreading her legs out to let me have my fun. Carefully, I poked the vibrator into her and began sliding in and out, together with her gripping hand that clenched tightly onto my forearm. Slowly, I increased my speed to hear her desperation, losing control of her legs as a small shiver began creeping up her back.

Baby (whispering): ‘J.. I’m cumming.. ‘

The toy I was pushing into her got harder to shove as she hugged my arm, hips jerking erratically to juices escaping her pussy over my fingers. The panting girl laid exhausted while I continued to tease her clit, without stopping the movements of the vibrator at all.

Soon, I was in my second lap and the nipple tuning she did to her boobs did nothing to delay the second orgasm, shaking her body as I plummet the toy deep inside. After the climax subsided, she closed her legs and let the toy fall to the car mat, pushing me against the passenger door so I would slouch lower for her.

Turning to me, she grabbed my erection and thumbed my pee hole, driving me weak and insane with sensitivity.

Baby: ‘It’s your turn now.’

To see her tuck her hair on one side made me even harder, and her mouth quickly relieved the soreness on the tip. Her tongue skilfully licked the sides, covering every area while her lips slid up and down along my red shaft. As if her deep throat wasn’t enough, she added more tip teasing to her combo to make me really desperate for her mouth, forcing me to hold her hair and jammed my cock into her mouth.

She kept up with the rhythmic motion to coat my dick with her saliva, caressing my testicles at times to make me groan weakly. She began shoving her face into my groin after tasting my large size and drove me to my wits end, grabbing onto the overhead handle as my legs wrapped around her back.

Me (groaning): ‘Oh god.. keep going baby. I’m gonna cum soon.’

I dug my fingers into her hair as she paused for a deep throat, before letting me take control to fuck those sweet thick lips of hers. Reaching easily into her shirt, her nipple hardened even more with my pinching, suction increasing in the addictive mouth of hers.

Me: ‘Shooting baby.’

I held her head down on my cock as my hips buckled, shooting thick cum into her throat that kept moving as she swallowed. Sensing how hard I was holding her down, I lifted her away as my balls emptied themselves. Baby did not simply do nothing and instead, bobbed her head slightly to really dry me of any semen I had left.

The instant she sat back upright, I could no longer move from tiredness and she leaned on the door on her side, fingers circling the sore clit of hers.

Baby: ‘It’s actually quite easy to swallow if you shoot into my throat. I didn’t taste anything at all.’

Me: ‘You’re okay with that?’
Baby: ‘Yupp. Plus we can save some tissues too.’

She opened her arms for her tired boy and I jumped into her boobs, resting on my soft D cups while I fished the toy from under her seat. After wiping it down, it went back into her again and she received more orgasms, while holding my shrunken cock and fondled it to it’s original intercourse size.

Baby: ‘I’ll suck you off again?’
Me: ‘Can I have more?’
Baby (whispering): ‘Of course.’

She opened the door behind her and squatted on the floor, signalling me to sit at the edge. There, I was given a royal treatment through my cock and came another time, into her mouth where she swallowed the whole load looking at my euphoric expression with a smile.

On our way back home, I never stopped rubbing her clit and when we found a nice dark spot, it was all kisses again. My brain somehow formed a link between those forceful tongue action with her amazing blowjob, creating a bulge for my short walk home.

Baby: ‘I’ll wear this more often when we go out k? But with a bra and shorts on.’

Me: ‘And I’ll go out without underwear for you.’

We kissed our goodbyes and left, both high and still horny just by thinking about how kinky our discreet quickie was.

For Mel C

Unknown Number (Whatsapp): ‘Hey J. I’m Rick here. Just want to ask if you know Mel, the blogger.’
Me (Whatsapp): ‘Mel? Yeah I know her. How did you get my number?’
Rick (Whatsapp): ‘Ah. Don’t bother about how I got your number. You free tonight?’
Me (Whatsapp): ‘I’m working. On most nights.’
Rick (Whatsapp): ‘Oh! In that cafe right? Tell me the address, I’ll bring a surprise for you.’
Me (Whatsapp): ‘Postal code 428XXX’
Rick (Whatsapp): ‘Alrighty bro. I’ll be there past midnight. I’ll text you to make sure it’s empty before going up.’

Apart from being distracted by what we spoke about earlier, time passed pretty quickly for a Monday night. There wasn’t many people and I was done closing the shop at about 12am. Rick had been messaging me since he found out the shop was empty and at 12.30am, the glass door pulled opened to a familiar girl in a sports jacket and a guy following closely behind her.

Me (confused frown): ‘Mel?’
Rick: ‘You recognise her? (Talking to Mel) You didn’t tell me you are in contact with him.. now things are going to get interesting.’

A whisper from Rick into her ears, her jacket unzipped and a collar with chains leading down to a set of nipple claims showed themselves. That darting eyes on her face, fists opening and rubbing and closing themselves, the quick blinking, I had no idea if she was unwilling or just glad that it was me.

For a start, Mel and I are perfectly normal friends. We spoke about what we write, thought I never understood the motivation of her stories. Bluntly put it, I wasn’t that much into her level of BDSM. But now, she’s right in front of me, quiet and looking somewhat confident of herself. She knew me from my stories, mostly sweet and nice. I wouldn’t be able to do half of what her friends (or enemies) did to her on her blog.

Rick: ‘Stap, don’t be shy. Tell her what to do.’
Me: ‘I don’t know.. I’m not really into that kind of torture.’

Another whisper sent Mel in my direction and I exited the bar. No matter if she had staged this or was forced to do, I had to say something I would prefer not to say – I am easy. To get her out of this mess, I probably just have to cum, I guess?

Mel went over to the sofa in the middle of the cafe and Rick took a seat at the bar. The first thing I did when I went over to her was to ask if she was alright. That few seconds made Rick to shout to her, clearly not wanting her to think that I deserved any less than what she was made to do in her stories.

Rick (shouting): ‘Mel! Shut up and remove your skirt.’

Her tanned skin did not suit her in a skirt, but she had to wear it for obvious reasons. It was easy to remove. She bared her pantyless bottoms and sat on the couch, waiting for me to start.

Rick: ‘Stap, just do anything you want man.’
Me: ‘Can I just let her do anything she wants?’

He spurted a phrase ‘you can try!’ between his laughters and I turned my gaze back to Mel. She gave me a tilted head look and proceeded to remove my jeans, where I had problems getting it up given how much respect I had for her.

Right then, Rick came over and flung my hand over the chains on her nipples. I yanked on it accidentally and a scream echoed in the quiet cafe. Only then, did I feel a reaction below. Am I.. no. I shouldn’t be. I tugged at the metallic chains once again and the pitiful adjustments of her body trying to reduce the pain slowly got the better of me.

Without much contact, my dick had hardened into rock upon seeing this Medusa. I grabbed her hair and guided her mouth to my cock, which I was sure was reeking of perspiration from the day’s work. Pushing her head before her mouth opened, I swung a slap across her face for being slow.

Me: ‘I’ll try to hold back k?’

Before I knew it, my hands had been holding her deepthroat over my dick for five seconds. It was nothing less than heavenly. This athletic girl whom most guys would not be able handle was in my control. It was indeed, power given to someone who never had the chance of domination. Soon, she was choking as I slammed my groin in her face, splashing saliva all over as she tried to keep up.

Rick: ‘Bro, not going to fuck her ah?’

‘Fuck’ huh? In this case, love-making or sex would totally not fit this occasion. I picked up the clanging chains and led her behind the bar, where a chest freezer filled with ice was opened.

A strong push bent her chest over the bags of ice and resistance was immediate. I kept my force on her back and her nipples became the only contact on the ice.

Mel (shivering): ‘J.. it’s really cold. It hurts.’

Just as I was about to loosen my grip, something caught my eyes. It was an ice cube tray in the corner where sticks of ice were in, frozen for use in tall glasses. Best of all, I remembered a size that would fit her well.

Taking an ice cube, I ran it down her back till she gave in and left her body hovering the freezer. Splitting the covers of the tray quickly, I took a stick about thick fingers thick, rinsing it to smoothen the edges.

Rick: ‘Nice one.. ‘
Mel: ‘What is nai.. ‘

I had positioned the tip of the popsicle-dildo at her pussy and ran it along her slit a few times.

Me: ‘You have faced a cold hot dog before right? This shouldn’t be worse.’

A cold hot dog IS the opposite of a frozen ice stick. Her body stiffened and I could sense more strength in her. As soon as the first inch poke into her pussy, I pulled it out.

Me: ‘Mel.. I’m sorry for doing this.’
Mel: ‘It’s okay.. I know you didn’t.. ‘

A high pitched scream interrupted her sentence as I slipped the dildo into her ass. It was wet and totally harmless. I just sank it as deep as I could till it was being forced out by her innards.

Mel (screaming): ‘Fuckk!’

A brief brush along her slit told me how wet she had gotten and I shoved my dick right into her pussy. Using my belly to hold the dildo in place, both rods, hot and cold was sinking into her repeatedly. Inside her, I could feel the cold upper walls and warm underside. She had embraced the freezer in her body at that moment.

Mist started pouring out as her body got warmer, jerking the freezer as I rear-ended her. Of course the dildo would get smaller, and that was what I wanted her to do – melt the ice.

Going for almost three minutes, it was long enough to change our positions. I pulled out of her and kept my index finger in her dripping ass, giving her a genuine command from my heart.

Me: ‘I don’t want to see any stains on the bags of ice. Hold it in.’

Her anus tightened and I turned her around, lifting her to sit on the ice bags. Her hands clenched my arms tightly to express the pain but what was I supposed to do? Let her off?

She opened her legs and held my dick gently, pointing it in her direction as I stepped forward. Her arms went around me in an attempt to lift herself off the ice bags, but I wasn’t going to move.

Me: ‘Let go of me.’

Mel had no choice but to lean back on her hands, which were having difficulty finding a less cold spot to hold. By the time I was at my full speed, the ice had melted a little and causing her to slide. Time to change places.

Me: ‘Hug me.’

She jumped into my arms and I checked if she had leaked. So far so good. The lid was put back on and I brought her back to the couch. This time, I wanted a royal treatment. She went on her knees and crawled between my legs, sucking me autonomously without saying anything. The only sounds I could hear was the melting dildo, and her slopping blowjob.

Lightly, I placed my palm on her cheeks and brushed them. Mel.. who would have imagined a girl like you.. sink to such deep ends that you have probably lost yourself. The slim figure, on her fours, sucking on a friend that she knew wasn’t into BDSM but ended up making him like it more. My impression of her had not changed though, but the photos that Rick had been snapping secretly.. I knew I could make use of them.

Me: ‘Hey Mel.. ‘

I got on my feet and went behind her, sinking my erection right back at her cold, wet pussy. The dildo had melted and had unintentionally soaked her with the coldness. It was just a matter of time before I was done.

Just as I embarked on the final lap, I held her ponytail and rammed with all the energy I am left with.

Me: ‘Fuck! I’m cumming Mel!’
Mel (pleading): ‘Inside me please.. all of it!’
Me: ‘Arghh.. ‘

In an attempt to make her realise she doesn’t get what she wanted even with me, I felt her pussy clamped my dick really tightly, as though preparing to hold in the load I was about to unleash.

Instead, I pulled out and sprayed it over her legs, where huge blobs of it just stay stuck on her calves and thighs, some of it forming sticky strands behind her knees.

Mel: ‘Whattt?’

I got up and went to my clothes, biting my lips in satisfaction. I needed to see her expressions when she realised why I picked her legs to cum on. Mel got herself up too and went to her clothes, forbidden by me to wash anywhere clean. As she pulled her skirt up her legs, the cum smeared themselves all over, leaving obvious white substance no one would miss.

On top of that, the length of her skirt and the amount of skin exposed on her legs, eyes would gather there.

Mel: ‘Shit. You really.. ‘

Rick kept tapping on his phone as he went ahead of her, causing my phone to keep buzzing to the influx of pictures.

Rick (shouting): ‘Thanks bro! (Talking to Mel) Aren’t you going to say goodbye?’
Mel (shouting): ‘See you soon J.’

Deed done, no mess. An old friend met. Not too bad to start the week off.

Debt Repayment

The first year uni student stepped into my view in a thin cotton grey dress, bra cups pushing against her chest area as she strutted to the table. Pointing to a seat opposite mine, she slid into position and her bag landed on the table. I held my new camera up and turned it on, giving the settings a check through my phone to make sure everything was set up right.

Me: ‘Put your feet up here.’

I patted on the edge of the empty seat next to mine and she took her feet out of the weathered slippers, perching them at where I wanted. Her frilly light pink panties immediately tightened against her pussy and a perfectly smooth mould appeared. The indication lights blinked to the shutter clicks I made, and the results flashed clearly onto my screen.

Me: ‘Okay done. Let’s go.’

In my hand, the camera was kept on, walking to a block where I knew it was quieter. Going up the lift, the opening and closing of her fists told me how uncertain she was. But there was nothing she could do about it. After all..

*Ding*

I turned straight into the door leading to the stairs and she hurried through quickly, worried about being spotted. Once we set our bags down on one of the stairs, it was time to work. In my bag was a short tripod, which I set up in front of her, aimed and framed to see her whole body. Even her face was captured in it. Since she could not see what was the camera recording, she just waited till I stepped away from the whole camera rig.

Me: ‘Ok. You can start masturbating now.’
Cheryl: ‘It might take some time for me to get wet.’
Me: ‘Then start now.’

The awkward, lost girl wriggled her butt to raise her dress slightly, exposing her panties in full to my eyes. Looking for somewhere to focus on, she finally settled on a blank spot on the wall behind me, and ran her fingers up her legs. Pushing hard against her underwear, the gentle circular rubs came to warm her up.

Her chest rose and fell faster as she continued to touch herself through her clothes, one hand between her legs and the other on her breasts to speed things up. Soon, she was panting and the surprising act to remove her bra took place on screen, stripping her bra off her hourglass figure into a pile next to her bum. Hard nipples poked through her dress as she dug her hand into her panties, middle finger clearly attacking her clit to explain the wetness that was forming a patch.

Seeing how much fun she was getting, the whole session wasn’t just about her. I unzipped my pants and opened it enough to let my briefs down, before jumping into the picture. Cheryl immediately stopped her act and made space for me, to sit next to her but faced towards her. She quickly removed her panties without showing too much of her pussy, and then looked at me for her next cue. We placed one feet on the higher step and rest our other on the lower one, shifting our groin closer till we were almost touching.

We straightened our backs to get really close and continued to move towards each other until my cock was touching her groin.

Me: ‘Put it in.’

She carefully bent my erection down and sat nearer, popping my dick head into her pussy at a comfortable depth. Before we knew it, my cock was sliding endlessly into her pussy where she tightly grabbed my forearm in response. Placing both my hands on her waist, I used the slight flabbiness of her ass to rock back and forth, plunging my cock into her as she moaned softly.

Cheryl instinctively grabbed both her boobs and massaged them desperately, working her nipples with her fingers as dirty squishing sounds were heard. Next thing I knew, her manicured fingertips brushed on my shaft while she massaged her sore clit, largely erected from the continuous public penetration it was receiving.

Me: ‘Let’s change position here.’

I backed away from the flushing faced girl and kneeled upright, signalling for her to get on her knees as well. She turned towards the plain beige wall and lifted her dress even higher, flashing the camera with a flawless, smooth complexion of her ass.

Grabbing her waist again, I sank my rod into her deepest spot in a single stroke that made her groan, and repeatedly hammered her to my heart’s content. It wasn’t everyday that I had excess to such a fine body, let alone bang one. Anyway, it was in the deal I had struck with a certain individual.

Our slamming hips echoed slapping noises into the tiny space, accompanied by her loud breaths that almost turned into screams. Droplets of juices were forming a puddle under our genitals, and the secretly kinky girl couldn’t stop orgasms from shaking her body up.

Cheryl (whispering): ‘Oh fuck.. I’m cumming again!’

She suddenly shoved her hips back and held me motionless in her squeezing cunt, sensually contracting in a wavy motion from my shaft to my sensitive tip. That single move of hers drove me really high and my body screamed into my head for the incoming orgasm I was about to have.

Me: ‘Okay okay. I’m almost cumming too. Let’s move down.’

She tiredly lifted herself away and we moved closer to the camera, red LED light still blinking in recording mode. She had returned to her sitting position and I stood before her, dick levelled at where her mouth was. Watching her closely, those glossy pink lips went over the tip and slipped along my surprisingly thick shaft, reddened and pushed to its limit from the vaginal intercourse earlier.

Although there were little tongue action, those wrinkled pressed lips did the job and I was tiptoeing to her deep suction. Just after two minutes, I was tapping her head to warn her and she was quick to push me out. She shut her eyes lightly and kept her fingers wrapped around my cock, jerking me at high speed with her saliva.

Me (loud whisper): ‘Cumming.. cumming!’

Her luscious lips parted a little as my hips buckled, sending creamy white semen spraying across her nose and mouth, forming huge blobs on her cheeks. As some dripped from her chin, more took its place and clung onto her exquisitely gorgeous skin.

Finally, I was done with her and behind the camera I disappeared to. She used her fingers to clean my cum off and stuck them into her mouth, licking and swallowing everything on her fingers with a tensed look. The camera stopped recording upon a click of the shutter button and she went on to put her bra and panties back.

Both now dressed and tidied, we made our way back to the void deck, where a mutual friend await.

Guy: ‘So how?’
Me: ‘Two hundred and fifty.’
Guy: ‘So much ah. Luckily she still has a lot of debt left.’

He showed her the IOU with the new details in, and I replayed the video of our little intimate act for him to verify. Smiling happily to himself, he took off on his motorbike, leaving Cheryl and I to ourselves.

Cheryl: ‘So can I go now?’
Me: ‘Give me your panties first.’

An instinctive click on the camera started the video mode and I aimed it at her, from the point she walked back to the table and till her panties landed in my palm. Shyly tugging at her dress, we coincidentally walked the same route to our bus stop, amidst the scanning eyes of the males we walked past.

Me: ‘I’ll edit and censor the video, then help you clear some of your debts with it. I don’t think it will take too long.’

The sudden lit in her eyes melted my heart a little, knowing that she would have an easier time and also to keep her from doing this to other guys. We exchanged numbers before we boarded our respective buses, and it did not take more than three videoed meet ups to finally get her debt to a manageable amount.

The gratitude she had for me somehow got me to spend nights over at her place, with her mum whom had no idea what her daughter did to repay her debts. My appearance came with the fast disappearing debt and no one in her family was happier to see Cheryl with a guy whom did not mind their broken background.

Sex with a desirable, educated hottie. Who wouldn’t want that right?

Someone I Knew

By Nikkinom

I almost instantly knew something was wrong when he leaned against my back. The hard on I can feel through the shorts I usually wear to sleep, I thought it would be a short trip to the top of the block where he wanted to ‘show’ me the view from up there.

He squeezed the back of my neck with one hand as the other hand went under my shirt, to pull my shorts down. The panties I wore was so old that it was loose, and that went down my legs fairly easily too. Things were moving so fast that when I heard the zipper sound, I knew it was too late.

The way he jerked my hips back, I felt anger, and impatience. He didn’t care that I was dry, and rammed his hard cock into my pussy. I felt tears swelling in my eyes the moment the tip went in, without anything to make it slippery. It took him a while to keep jabbing it in me, until I got a little wet from all the ‘teasing’.

As soon as he could get more than an inch in, he forced the rest into me and went all crazy, fucking my sore hole until I was crying profusely. Up on that floor, no one occupied the two units there, so that left us, no, him, free to do whatever he wanted to me.

As if it wasn’t bad enough to rape me, he chose to do it in public. A place where any neighbours could see us from how noisy we were. If that happened, it would be partly my fault too. I couldn’t keep myself quiet from all the pain he was causing.

That said, he was quiet as hell. He knew what he was doing. After a few minutes, I was thoroughly wet and my body went numb from the pain. I stopped crying and let him have me as hard, as fast as he wanted. He too, wasn’t shy to help himself to my breasts, grabbing them so tightly that it burnt.

The whole thing lasted for what, five minutes, before he began calling out my name. Over the last minute, he fucked me so deep that I almost came, and I actually did so when he came inside me. There was so much cum that a lot of it poured out of me when he pulled out. It was thick and slimy, and even made a small puddle.

He got dressed as I pulled my panties and shorts up. I have never felt so dirty, as dirty as the floor there.

‘See you back in the house.’

How could he do this to me, his.. his very own..

Stray Kitten

Man (angrily): ‘GET OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW!’

Through the glass panels in the lift, I saw a woman tumbling out of her door in a black nightgown as I stopped a floor above them. Rushing down the stairs, a young girl around the age of a student was sobbing at the doorstep, unable to look at me in her disheveled state.

Me: ‘Hey, you okay? Sit at the steps.’

I handed her a packet of tissue and she used it right away. Adjusting her hair from her face, a word of ‘thank you’ muttered softly out of her tears coated lips. At 2am, there was nowhere to go and things were even more complicated in the flimsy gown she wore.

Girl (sobbing): ‘He.. just threw me out like that cause I was masturbating. Not like he doesn’t do it!’

Me: ‘Could he be more religious than you?’
Girl (sobbing): ‘But he is always fucking my step mum so loudly!’
Me: ‘Just stay calm k? Compose yourself. I’m J.’

Her head dropped onto her arms on her knees and cried even harder. Only when I took out my box of cigarettes did she stopped and pulled a stick out. The lighter clicked at the end of her stick and she inhaled deeply, reaching her cigarette over my lips for me to take a puff.

Girl: ‘This really helped. I’m Ziqi.’
Me: ‘And how old are you?’
Ziqi: ’18. But I smoke since my mum gone. I’m so stupid to believe him to take care of me.’

She finished the stick and slipped her arm under mine, leading me up to a corridor overseeing the streets I grew up in. Even though I had lived in this block for over ten years, I did not visit anywhere else.

Ziqi: ‘Can hug me from behind?’

I dropped my bag on the floor and embraced the saddened girl, feeling no panties nor bra under the flowing thin dress of hers.

Ziqi: ‘Even you can love me more than him.’

I remained quiet as she held my hands, guiding me between her legs where she lifted her dress. The slight dampness got the attention of my dick and it rose slowly to see what was happening. She pressed my middle finger conveniently between her vulva and made me massage her clit, going into auto-pilot seconds later.

Ziqi (whispering): ‘Take it out for me?’

I undone my belt and opened my zipper wide, enough to stick my cock out between the quick access slot. The soft, gentle hands felt cold on my heated stick, but it was soon balanced out after she held it for a moment.

Ziqi (whispering): ‘Is it always this warm?’
Me (whispering): ‘Yes. Whenever you touch it like this.’
Ziqi (whispering): ‘It’s the first time.. ‘

Just as I jutted my hips back, she tightened her grip and I shoved back forward in fear. Boy, that felt great, even though it was for a second.

Ziqi: ‘I just move up and down?’
Me: ‘Yeah.’

She kept pumping in slow strokes until blood could no longer fill it up anymore, slightly splitting her thumb and index fingertip. Sensing how the lack of lubrication was starting to cause abrasion, I took a small step and stopped her movements on her bum.

Me: ‘It’s enough. Getting too dry to continue.’
Ziqi: ‘Can use my water instead? Got a lot.’

The naive looking girl awkwardly raised one leg to slip my cock under her pussy, and rocked a few times to line my shaft with her fluids. Instead of resuming the handjob, both her hands went to my waist and kept me close to her, while my cock was still squashed between her thighs.

Ziqi: ‘It feels better like this.. it’s so warm.’

I thrust gently in small motion to ease her mood and a little rub on my dick head signalled the improvement in her spirits. As we kept our movements discreet and fast, she began to spread her pussy wider with her fingers. I needed no more time to notice that and stopped my thrusts, leaning over her shoulder in concern.

Me (whispering): ‘I think we shouldn’t go too far.’
Ziqi (whispering): ‘I want to feel good with you.’

A tiny jerk of her ass parked my tip at the right spot, giving me control on my next big decision. While I stood motionless behind her, she stuck her ass out slowly, swallowing my cock bit by bit till I was halfway in. I grabbed her waist and dragged her away from the wall, gradually increasing my tempo piling my concrete pillar into her.

Her moans escaped in short notes into the cool air, there wasn’t any other sounds apart from our shallow breaths.

Ziqi (whispering): ‘I’m going to climax. Don’t move!’

I called off the rapid fire mode and felt her fingers worked on her clit, occasionally touching my tip. A growing shiver planted my hands on her boobs and kneaded the nipples as her legs gave way, sitting down on my cock while my knees supported her weight.

A minute later, she was back in her position and we were at it again, this time slower since it was my turn to cum. She felt my fears and we took a break soon after, standing side by side to enjoy the quiet streets.

Ziqi: ‘I help you from the back k?’

A nod sent her behind me and her arms went around my hips to my groin, one holding my shaft and the other on my balls. Caressing those sensitive pair of testicles, she used her wet juices well to pump me at random speeds. Nonetheless, I couldn’t hold back against the innocence of her handjob for long.

When my cock loaded the rounds, my hips arched backwards and she kept on going. Suddenly, her palm wrapped around my sensitive cock head and I gave in to the final tease. Unloading intensely into her clenched fist, excess cum dripped loudly to the floor for no one to hear. The minute movements of her twisting arm truly forced every last drop out of me and I was that close to squatting in front of her.

Ziqi: ‘It must feel super good. See? So much.’

She pushed me against the wall to straighten my back and held up her hand in front of the street lights. Stringy, sticky semen webbed her fingers together and she tapped her tongue for a taste.

Ziqi: ‘Bleh! (sticking her tongue out)

She handed me the packet of tissue and I took one out for her, wiping her hand as clean as we could without water. Walking down the steps to her unit, she threw her arms around me before we were at her door.

Ziqi: ‘Can sleep with you tonight instead? I don’t want to go home.. he sometimes try to fuck me when mum is not around. I never let him.. ‘

The sobbing noises came instantly and I patted her back in comfort. Going back to my place, she took a shower and changed into a set of women’s clothes I had for standby, spending the next hour talking about her plight.

Since birth, she did not attend any school and was taught by her mother. Tasked with cooking and all the house chores, she spent most of her life at home, without any friends to talk to. That attempt to chase her out of the house was to scare her, which did not work after my intervention.

Sadly, self-pleasure was her only form of relief and she put that to good use while living with me. To come home to a faithful girl setting up everything for a much needed rest, and then a wet pussy after dinner. Or else a hungry mouth giving me a heavenly treat if I had work to do at home.

What more wrong could I do in this life?

Spontaneous Student

Diagonally seated in front of me, the blue skirt hiked up her legs and brought my attention to her eyes, hoping that she did not notice my gaze. Instead, a grin appeared sideways to me and a momentary line of sight was established. I felt a little confused then and did not know what I could do. So, I went back to my iPad and continued reading the news.

A few minutes later, she got out of her seat with her wallet and walked towards the door next to me, dropping a piece of paper as she exited.

Toilet now.

Since I was alone, I packed my stuff and went to the gents, actually doing my business and exited in time to see her adjusting her blouse at the females’ entrance.

Girl: ‘Is there anyone inside the gents?’
Me: ‘Nope. Why?’

She walked straight into the gents, and I couldn’t leave her alone. Seeing how the last cubicle door moved, I joined her in the toilet with a racing heart. As hesitant as I was about getting involved with a girl her age, the situation did not allow much thoughts to happen.

Before my eyes, a pink bra emerged from between those buttons and she stepped out of her skirt without letting it hit the ground. I hung my bag at the hanger of the door and she lifted my shirt up to expose my belt.

Me (whispering): ‘Hey hey.. can you slow down?’

She wasn’t any shorts under her skirt then and simply tucked my hand between her legs, letting me feel the wet patch on her panties.

Girl (whispering): ‘You are the one that made me lost control when you looked at my legs.’

Her panties went down to let me touch her pussy directly, while my underwear was lowered to my thighs. In untrained motion, she pumped my cock erratically until it was too overbearing. In return, I kept vibrating my fingers on her clit till she tiptoed, raising herself higher for me to finger her.

All it took was a few seconds for me to shove my finger in, thrusting as soon as I could to relief the pain. She kept her mouth on my neck to suppress the moans escaping but her random hand movements made me weak fast.

Me (whispering): ‘Girl, let me help you cum. Then we’ll leave k?’
Girl (whispering): ‘Just like that?’
Me: ‘Yeah.’

Both of us took a break and she moved to the door, turning her back on me and angling her hips at ninety degrees. She peeled one of her ass open and a pink, slimy pussy invited me into its drooling orifice. ‘Sure?’, I mouthed the word of confirmation to her and she nodded in kitty cute manner.

I parked my meat between her ass and pushed forward slowly, stretching the tight lips open around my shaft. As I disappeared into her, I could feel how I tore my way into her naturally enclosed cave. When she closed her fists against the door, I knew I was fully inside and had to take a few steps back to prevent slamming her body on the thin door.

Once we decided that the toilet bowl was the best place to be fucking at, her knees supported her lower body while she crossed her arms on the water tank. Very carefully, I made long, deep strokes to acclimatise her body, making her wetter as she felt every inch of my skin on her vagina.

Seeing how her toes curl, I knew she was ready and proceeded to pound harder, going deeper with increasing speed. It was damn sexy and wrong to be holding a school girl’s waist this hard, jerking her ass towards me just to pierce her another time. After three minutes of chest tightening gasps, she flung her body upright and slammed onto my chest. I cupped my hands over her small boobs and squeezed hard, cumming and leaking juices down her legs.

Me (whispering): ‘Where do I come babe?’
Girl (whispering): ‘Wait wait. Let me sit down first.’

Like playing lava floor, she turned herself around on her knees and wiped herself dry, before sitting on her skirt. Holding my cock in her face, she used her viscous pussy juice to masturbate me, smiling widely as I struggled to contain my groans.

The next thing I did was to bunch her hair into a ponytail, and she straightened her back knowing what I was thinking. Just as I pushed her towards me cock, her lips opened and I just felt her going down eternally on me.

Me: ‘Ahh.. ‘

I guided her head, keeping her lips in motion without going too deep. The spontaneous student did her best and let her tongue flip around as well, sucking me gently as I went crazy.

All it too was another three minutes, before I lost my mind and held her head still, aimed down her neck. Hot cum string shot over her chest and bra, dribbling down to her belly and she helped pumped my cock a few times to extract everything. Once I stopped shooting, she smeared my bio-lotion over her body and even gave her own pussy a few rubs.

Instead of looking tired, she was hyper like before and went to put on all her clothes, helping me as well after she was done. I was just regaining my senses and recovering my energy after the wild girl’s chase to orgasm.

She left the toilet behind me after I checked that there was no one else, and stood for a while at the corridor.

Girl: ‘Here’s my number. Text me k? We can meet again.’
Me: ‘I don’t know about that. You’re under sixteen.’
Girl: ‘And that’s how you feel really big to me, by being small.. and tight.’

The long haired girl with the fine, toned legs, chest proportionally-developed and pussy beyond-ready, ran into the restaurant after giving me a wink, joining her friends who were chatting away. Before I reached home, she had already booked me for a date the next day, at a quieter place that we won’t be judged for being seen together. And of course, for something more after dine-and-date.

Fields of Green and Darkness

Jamie: ‘Turn away for what? Not like you never see me in panties before.’
Me: ‘Respect ma.’
Jamie: ‘Act only.’

At one of the nature reserves in Singapore, we had gone for a day of photoshoot for her private collection, like how girls these days have artistic shots as their profile pictures. Although we had stopped shooting after seven, we continued walking in the park to make use of the last light.

Finally at nine, it was too dark to walk any more and that was when she needed to pee. So we wandered out of a boardwalk into the foliage that seemed the most levelled, and she responded to the nature’s call.

Jamie: ‘Eh. Stand closer leh. Let me hold you.’

She stripped her white, black romper down along with her panties to her knees, and squatted right next to me. Throughout these time, she had her cellphone screen on to see the ground, illuminating parts of her shaved pussy for me as well.

Haphazardly holding on my wrist, the stream of her pee splashed into the soil and there was nothing else to do except to wait. Seconds later, I felt her hand on my groin and jumped back, surprised at what she was doing.

Me: ‘Eh! You finished peeing already ah?’
Jamie: ‘Yupp. I thought you are hard ma. But you’re not.’
Me: ‘Umm.. Now I am?’

Once again, she felt through my thin shorts on my growing hard on and fondled it to feel its length. She stood up after she was done and grabbed me with both hands, stepping out of her clothes to remove her panties. Her clothes came back on after she stuffed her underwear in my palm and I just stood there like a statue.

Me: ‘Done?’
Jamie: ‘Huh? No?’

She removed my camera bag from behind and placed it on the ground, turning me sideways to slip her hand into my shorts. Of course, I held her hand still, unable to let her go any further and possibly ruin this friendship we had.

Jamie was the kind of girl whom you can tell with one look, that only her career boyfriend could match. Smart, pretty and luxurious, those were the words defined around her. Not sure about her sexual experiences, but it felt weird to taste something I didn’t deserve, yet or not.

Jamie: ‘Eh. Don’t need to be shy la. You did me a huge favour this time, and I have been feeling down until you cheered me up with all your lame jokes.’
Me: ‘Still, that’s not enough to get into your pants ah. You are more than a pretty face to me.’

She bit lips and forced her hand into my pants, fingers slithering around my rod that was at its full erection. Before I could grab her by her waist (playfully), she hid behind me and continued to rub her thumb on my cock head. My legs suddenly gone weak and I squatted down, which she followed by spreading her legs wide.

Naughtily forcing a handjob on me, I quietly reached my hand behind my back and brushed across her thigh, following her flawless skin into the gapping leg holes of her romper. Partly lubricated by her pee, she leaned her boobs closer on my back as I attacked her clit, vibrating fingers moving sideways.

Jamie (whispering): ‘Fuck. You are trying to control me huh?’

Feeling her legs giving way to pleasure, her handjob got slower until she began moaning. I spun around and hugged her in my arms, raising one of her legs to a low-hanging branch to spread her pussy.

Jamming my fingers in, her vagina clamped me down as hard as she could, but did nothing to slow my thrusting palm at her groin. In response, she wrapped her arms around my neck and breathed into my ears, moaning ‘oh yes’ repeatedly. Soon, the tremble in her body turned fiercer with more of her weight slipping downwards to earth.

Jamie (whispering): ‘Oh fuck.. ‘

A single jet of cum sprayed into my working palm and kept shivering for a while.

Jamie: ‘Help me over to the rock there. I need to rest.’

A boulder sticking out of the ground was what she was referring to and we made our way there half-dressed, with our belongings. After checking that it was clean, she landed her bum on it and fanned herself.

Jamie: ‘Still hard?’
Me: ‘A little? Thanks to you lo.’
Jamie: ‘Come.’

She pulled me by my cock nearer to her and pulled the bottom part of her romper wide, inviting me in. There was no words to say except a moan from her when my tip touched her clit, sliding under her wet pussy till I popped into her. Teasingly, I moved very slowly inside her and her tight grip on my forearm told me how much she enjoyed it.

The adventurous girl suddenly turned into an innocent one as she kept her gaze downwards, where our genitals connect. Once I picked up my tempo thrusting into her, she pulled my shirt to hide her face, appearing opposite to the moans she was giving.

Because her legs weren’t exactly wide opened, the pressure in her cunt really pushed all my buttons. Tiny squirts of her juice kept ejecting on my groin, wetting my legs as she orgasmed. There was no words to describe how much she wanted to keep this wrong act going, especially with her ‘don’t stop’ whenever I felt my end near.

Just five minutes into the romp, I couldn’t ignore my body’s scream to cum and stopped against her pleas. Once I pulled out of her, she fell forward on me and crumbled to a squat. Another small shiver from her came and she climaxed another time, untouched by anyone.

Jamie (whispering): ‘Your cock.. I can still feel it inside.’

Inches from her face was my twitching rod, covered in her juices that she left as evidence. Her tired fingers went around the shaft and she pumped it slowly, until more of her strength returned. Since there was no way for any ‘accidents’ to happen with my dick outside her body, I let her torture me until I couldn’t take it anymore.

Me: ‘Jamie.. it’s getting too sensitive. I can’t cum.’
Jamie: ‘Really? But I always make my boy cum like this.’
Me: ‘Excuse me but I’m not him.’
Jamie: ‘Haha. True that.’

She stuffed her mouth full with my meat after that reply and worked her lips up and down, sensually milking me with every upward stroke. Magically, my senses returned and immediately urged me to give her the warning call.

Me: ‘Shooting! Shooting!’

She let go of my cock and gasped for air while pumping my rod at her face. Finally, ten seconds later, my cum launched into the wilderness onto whatever darkness in front of me. I could only hear her enthusiastic cheer as my hips buckled, losing power to the slow moving cock massage.

After what seemed to be my last squirt, she got up and pulled my shorts up as well. She handed me my bag in the darkness and we quickly made our way to the dimly lit boardwalk, empty except for a few couples far away.

She whipped her phone out and started the camera app, grabbing me to pose next to her. Through the self-portrait mode, I saw my cum on her eyes and nose, a huge quantity of it made her red lips pink.

*Ka-cheek*

More evidence was collected and we stopped at a bench in front of us. The clean up process was a bit tedious, removing most of her make up as we wiped her down. The breezy night made up for our intense action by drying our clothes a little, and she reapplied her make up for the homebound journey.

Jamie: ‘Don’t tell my boyfriend k? If not I have photos to show your girlfriend.’
Me: ‘Idiot.’

We made our way to a bus stop but she did not stop any of her buses. We spent a good hour looking through the photos until a car honked in front of us.

Jamie: ‘I asked him to pick us up. Hehe. And send you home too.’

She got into the front passenger seat and they kissed in front of me, probably tasting some of my cum too. I stayed very quiet on the way home, while she was teasing her boyfriend across the gearstick.

Boyfriend: ‘Bro, thanks for helping her out. Owe you one.’
Me: ‘Don’t mention it. Sending me home is good enough.’
Jamie: ‘Remember our plans for the next shoot k? Sentosa!’

She gave me a wink out of the window when he checked the blindspots, zooming off loudly in the peaceful neighbourhood.

Jamie (WhatsApp): ‘We’ll be using the hotel stay he has. So you shoot first, then we shoot, then he shoot – and shoot and shoot.’

I left her conversation unreplied and headed back home, looking at the contents of another SD card where she posed for a few public exhibitionist photos when there was no one around. Well, it’s time to prepare an erotic story (or two) for the next shoot. One for private collection and another for her boyfriend to ogle at.