Sweet Sweet Sex

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A few minutes of silence later, a buzz woke her up from her dazed state.

Andrew (Whatsapp): ‘You can come up now.’

Samantha went up the block behind the bus stop and joined her sugar daddy who was naked waist down. He cuddled her in his bed and planted kisses all over her forehead, while her hand was fondling that long erection of his.

Andrew: ‘How many times did he cum today?’
Samantha: ‘Twice.’
Andrew: ‘And you still have energy?’
Samantha (whispering): ‘You do right?’

She stripped her skirt off before climbing over his abs, where her jacket came off button by button. His strong hands went over her 34B cups and played with them erotically, juices leaking from her pussy onto him.

Samantha took her time sitting down on his cock, allowing her pussy to stretch wider to accommodate her daddy’s girth. He was after all almost twice her age. Once inside, Andrew sat up and flipped her on the bed. The hip-thrusts forced all the air out of her when he shoved his cock deeper, engaging a rapid fire mode that her eyes quickly rolled white to.

He loved how naturally tight she was, even though she just had sex. The initial few strokes really blew his mind but once properly stretched, it was a condom-tight fit over his rod.

Positioned in push up stance over her shoulders, he picked one of her legs and spread them to the side. Drilling in even deeper, Samantha unknowingly reached for her clit to massage it, brain slowly fucked to a mash. Andrew had lots of energy for her and was displaying it unrestrained. Strokes after strokes, her pussy received the full wrath of it by the non-stop orgasms.

No matter how her pussy contracted, he was not showing any signs of exhaustion. Soon, her other knee was lifted to her chest and he was in way deeper than before in her life. Her pussy was completely exposed and vulnerable to every change in angle, tearing her mind apart from the ferocious ravage.

Dirty words begin to come out of her mouth in a slur, and he was grunting like a bear. His thick cock could only take so much abuse and she was driving him over the edge with her demure expression, lit by the pinkish glow of sex.

Samantha (moaning): ‘I’m going crazy daddy!’
Andrew (groaning): ‘Me too babe. A while more. A while more!’

He shut her legs in midair and a shocked look flashed across her face. He pushed her hips together for the climax of the night and rammed his hips to create the loud slapping noises.

Andrew (shouting): ‘Fuck me babe! Urgh. I’m gonna cum inside you!’
Samantha: ‘Oh yes daddy. Please give me everything!’

His body weight pressed her legs close to her body and their eyes locked in a deadly gaze. As a shiver build up from his hips to his biceps, Samantha gasped and placed her hands over her belly. His cum had began unloading into her and it was in such quantity she had never experienced. His dick slowly slipped out of her as he came, lining her vagina with his man-juice reserved for his sugar baby.

Once he was out, he moved to the pillows where his little girl laid, still shaking from the intense sex they had. Using one of her hands to massage his rod, the other stuck into her pussy, scooping out gooey, thick cum for him to see. ‘Finger-licking good’, was what he saw when she cleaned her fingers with her tongue.

For an after-service treat, she rolled on her side towards him and cleaned his rod too. Apart from cleaning, there was something kinky she always did for him. Since he had more foreskin than any dicks she had came across, she would ‘hide’ his cock under the loose skin, and wriggle her tongue inside the skin-blanket to tease him.

It was never boring to see how a grown man squirm to her mouth. After a ten minute rest, Samantha went to the TV stand and opened the drawer of toys. In one hand was a compact camera, and the other was a bottle of banana lubricant. Just as agreed, she would perform an act of his one-and-only fetish in front of his camera.

Once he got the camera started up and filming, she poured a handful of lubricant and began stroking him. It did not take long for him to achieve maximum hardness again, and her other hand flattened over his dick head.

Samantha: ‘Ready?’
Andrew: ‘Uh huh.’

She started rubbing the tip with her palm and jerked with her other. Girly screams came instantly and his body flipped around uncontrollably. His legs wrapped around her without harm and the camera was held as steady as he could despite the agonising torture he enrolled himself for.

After five minutes of cock-head abuse, his masculine body arched high up before spraying cum into her hand, where she did not stop what she was doing. They kept at it until he came the second time, making Samantha smile widely knowing she did a good job.

By then, he was drained and she was left to clean up the mess. Like a dutiful daughter, she took a shower and tucked him in, before joining him in bed in his arms. A tiny peck ended their monetary relationship and a long night of rest await them.

Samantha (Whatsapp): ‘Goodnight baby love. I’ll drop by in the morning for my ‘breakfast’!’

At 1am, through the opened door of their bedroom, Samantha saw Andrew’s wife coming home, with a young stud holding her weak body. Reeking of alcohol, they entered the opposite room and kinky noises started filling up the house. It was the first time she had seen such thing, and Andrew assured her that nothing uncommon was happening. It was normal for them to have flings outside, especially after he discovered he was impotent and still wanted a baby.

Andrew (whispering): ‘That guy to her is like you to me.’
Samantha (whispering): ‘But.. there is a problem though.’
Andrew: ‘What is it?’
Samantha: ‘They are making me horny again.’

Her hands went to his dick and her pussy again, touching herself and the strong man she dedicated her free time to. With a bit of energy left, he was soon up on his knees as she went on her fours.

Two rooms, four person, sex was occurring in surround-sound.

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Sweet Sweet Love

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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?’

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Perfect Finish 2

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Hae (WhatsApp): ‘Asleep?’
Me (WhatsApp): ‘Not yet.’
Hae (WhatsApp): ‘Buy some beers and come over?’
Me (WhatsApp): ‘To your place?’
Hae (WhatsApp): ‘No! At that place we did it last time?’

Skipping the rest of the conversation, I got a few bottles of fruity alcoholic drinks and headed straight for a bench near the fence. After informing her of my arrival, she appeared in a dress, those wrap around kind with a deep V-cut into her cleavage.

For the next hour, we were emptying bottles to stories of our lives, breaking the ice we missed when we met the last time (or first time). Her family was of importance back in Korea, and she was here to be the wildcard in case anything happened to them.

So apart from working at one of the offices of her parent’s company, she basically had no friends outside work. Partly due to her stature that needed discretion too. She got drunk faster than me since she was popping all the lids, somehow drowning the loneliness in beers.

Hae (whispering): ‘Want to go to that corner again?’

A grin on my face told her my answer and she untied the strap around her waist, leaving a long trail of skin visible to any peeping toms. We quickly made our way into the bushes to protect her decency.

While I was looking around for our safety, she had begun to tug my shorts down, which I wore to make things ‘easier’. The lack of lingerie soon got my hands roaming across her breasts, kneading the firm bumps hard and soft.

Moans came along with the wetness I felt on my fingers during the clit-rub, and she reciprocated with a sloppy handjob. If you guys knew how sloppy handjob felt, you would understand the amount of tease without any ‘right’ strokes to make one cum.

To take things one step ahead of her, I raised one of her feet onto the concrete parapet below the fence and got on my knees. My face dived in for her pussy and her hands secured over my hair. The feminine scent was a treat to lick at and the random flicks caused her legs to wobble dangerously. Yes, dangerous but the curled toes were a sign of pleasure. As my mouth got covered in her juices, she had her hands under the dress and pinching on those perky pink nipples, visible from one of the overhead lamps from her own yard.

Hae (whispering): ‘My turn!’

A pleading tone got me back on my feet and she sat at the edge of the wall, head bent over my dick. The angle her back lined with her legs were of a gymnast’s standards. I did not wait for her to start sucking and thrust
right in her face. She got the cue immediately and stayed motionless, while my dick plummeted her glossy pink lips without rest.

She had maintained a comfortable suction and her tongue was kept behind her throat, tapping the tip of my dick whenever I went deep. We had no intention of cumming just with our mouths, so I didn’t keep at it for too long either.

Me (whispering): ‘Condom?’
Hae (whispering): ‘I got an IUD at a clinic. It’s inside.’

My lips-biting expression couldn’t get more foxy. She hung her fingers into the fence and stuck her butt out at me, as if begging for me to fuck her. Plunging deep into her pussy first, the fence shook to her suddenly grip.

Our hips fired off the slam-athon with a slow start, picking up speed as her back curved into a more seductive angle. My hands gently squeezed on those slim waist and jerked her backwards, driving my shaft even deeper. The rattling of the fence soon got too loud and I pulled out of her to let her recompose herself.

Hae (whispering): ‘Try the other hole now. I have put some lubricant inside.’
Me (whispering): ‘Really? Let me know if it hurts k?’

My dick head got into a flat squash before popping into her, shocking her into a soft yelp. Clear, thick lubricant started showing up and I impatiently thrust at her to get my full length in.

Within a few strokes, her anus was all over me. An unknown force was shitting me out while my body shoved it back in. Hae had her fingers on her clit as we butt-fucked, making awkward popping sounds as her ass tightened.

Each of her orgasm drove me closer to mine, and I could feel her slender fingers on my dick through her vagina walls. Like rabbits, we humped at full speed with my hand over her mouth.

Me (whispering): ‘Hae! I have to stop.’
Hae: ‘Ok!’

I took a whole ten seconds to pull out of that unbelievably tight hole and she was still rubbing herself. Hae made a dash for a half-drunk bottle and returned to our hiding spot. With a piece of wet tissue from my sling bag, we rinsed my dick with the Strawberry Barcardi and cleaned it thoroughly.

Squatting over the piles of dry leaves, Hae carefully smelled my rod before devouring it, swallowing all the alcohol as she sucked. I had to sit myself on the parapet of the fences as her tongue drove my mind blank. Continuing non-stop, she just kept going while her fingers made slushing noises at her pussy.

Me (whispering): ‘Okay okay.’

She stood up all of a sudden and climbed onto me with her hands around my neck. Half-sitting, I aimed my dick at her pussy and she slammed her hips on mine. Making a squinting face, she closed her vagina tight as I came, blowing up into her baby-proof cunt with a few days’ worth of cum.

We could totally feel my load leaking out onto the leaves with loud splatter and she stay focused to milk everything out.

Hae: ‘Done?’
Me: ‘Yeah.. ‘

I let her down slowly and she stroked my dick clean while pouring more Bacardi over it. As for herself, she scooped the excess cum into her pussy and tied her dress together. Exhausted, we went home in our separate ways and the happy girl skipped all the way to her main gates.

Hae (WhatsApp): ‘I love the warm feeling inside me. Don’t find other girls k?’
Me (WhatsApp): ‘I can barely handle you already. No other girls for me.’
Hae (WhatsApp): ‘Can I keep you dry so you won’t find someone else?’
Me (WhatsApp): ‘Tomorrow?’
Hae (WhatsApp): ‘;)’

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Mummy’s Turn

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

Mummy (shouting): ‘Alex! Come!’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mummy: ‘Alex. Take it out first.’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Daddy’s Secret

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Daddy: ‘Come, kneel here.’

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

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

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

Bernice (panting): ‘Daddy.. argh!!’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mummy (shockingly): ‘Dear! I.. ‘

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

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

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

Bernice: ‘Daddy.. can we join them?’

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

Mummy: ‘Let’s finish this.’

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

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

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Manrape

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Background of the girls;

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

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

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

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

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

Me: ‘Yeah. Why?’

Fiona: ‘No nothing!’

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

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

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

Fiona (whispering): ‘Everything done?’

Me: ‘Yeah. Why are you whispering?’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Girl (shouting): ‘Woohoo! Next!’

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

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

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

Girl (shouting): ‘Turn him around!’

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

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

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

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

Beatrice: ‘Hey! What about me?!’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Girls (in sync): ‘Nooooo.. ‘

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

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

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

And a kiss landed on my pee hole.

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Dangerous Recount 4

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Shelia had been very obedient when we got back together, keeping me updated about her whereabouts and who was she hanging out with. Even our sex got better when she gave in to my every demands, and living out many of my fantasies. While our relationship gave our friends an impression that we were so ever loving, a dark secret still lived in her life, and I had to find out the hard way.

The guy she had cheated on me a while back in the past, was still contacting her although she told me she did not reply a single message to him. He was sending my girlfriend long, kinky messages accompanied with pictures of his dick. I was fine with her masturbating to such pictures, but he did not stop there. I had a friend in Shelia’s school and had asked of him to keep a lookout for her, and dear, was I not disappointed.

That friend of mine, had seen Jonathan stalking my girl, especially along the dimmed corridors at the lower floors. Once, she had been stopped by him when he ran up to her and held her by her arms. Instead of a conversation, he forcefully pushed her into the old toilet nearby and my friend went in to record a video of what was happening, using his phone over the cubicle they were in.

Sheila: ‘I don’t want to do this anymore.’
Jonathan: ‘Don’t lie. I know you miss my cock.’
Shelia: ‘I don’t.’
Jonathan: ‘Hold it and tell me again.’

He dropped his pants and placed her hand on his rod, where she began playing with it instinctively. He did not wait for her to get it bigger and pushed her head down, causing her to sit on the toilet and had her mouth driven over his cock. His hands went away and she was sucking him on her own, slurping and going deep on him.

After he had a five minutes enjoyment of her wonderful gag-less blowjob, he picked her up on her feet and helped the motionless girl remove her shorts and panties. He then raised one of her feet onto the toilet cover and stood close to her, while she looked up at the camera with her eyes closed. As soon as his hips started thrusting, her mouth opened and I could hear the moans from the video.

She was hugging him in no time and asking him to go faster. What a bitch! So much for telling me she had been faithful and listening to me. A few minutes later, she hopped on his body and her legs went around his waist, letting him carry her and bounce over his dick. Her moans were getting louder from the deeper entry and she had to stop him after some time.

Uninstructed, she went on her fours over the water tank and kept her knees together in doggie. That was the position we had most of our sex in and she was giving it to him. He stood behind her and rammed his cock in, pounding her senseless till she was begging him to go faster. I did not understand how could she let someone else fuck her this much, and the fact she had another dick to satisfy her was painful to me.

For the next minute or so, he kept pumping at the moaning girl until his hips slowed down, probably ready to unload.

Jonathan: ‘I am going to shoot.’
Shelia: ‘Not inside me this time? I don’t want him to know I did it with you.’
Jonathan: ‘Ahh.. Fuck him.’
Shelia: ‘No, if not I won’t do it with you again.’

That was the last straw. She was going to do it again anyway, no matter if he unloaded in her. She turned around sat with her legs opened, fingers rubbing on her pussy while she went down on him. She blew him for a while more and he exclaimed ‘fuck your boyfriend’. Her cheeks puffed up from the amount of cum she got and the toilet cover was lifted as soon as he stepped away. He cupped his hand over her mouth and held her head down at the bowl, rendering her unable to spit.

He lifted her chin up after she refused to swallow and pinned her neck against one side of the cubicle. Quickly sinking his fingers into her, he went on to thrust his hand at her pussy till she had to swallow. A loud groan came from her and the video stopped.

I fired up my Whatsapp and eagerly attached the video cropped to the sex scene and sent it to her. For the next few hours, she appeared online and offline, and finally came knocking at my door.

Shelia: ‘I am sorry for doing it again. I can’t stop him.’
Me: ‘Okay. I get it. Want to go out for dinner? I haven’t eaten.’
Shelia: ‘You’re not angry? Can I pay for dinner?’
Me: ‘You are paying. And wear this out.’

I threw a red blouse at her, slightly longer but was nonetheless meant to be just a top. She put it on after removing her t-shirt and saw the length ending just below her crotch.

Me: ‘Without your shorts.’

She had no choice but to remove her FBTs, and lifted the blouse to see how much panties was she going to expose. I had no heart to bring her out to somewhere crowded and just settle for dinner at the coffee shop under my block, where pervy eyes still stared at the upskirt she caused when she sat. That blouse was my favourite from then on, as crossing her legs would reveal the sides of her panties, and not crossing would show the patch of underwear between her legs.

Much fun isn’t it?

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