Sister’s Inside Job

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Elise: ‘Sorry.’

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

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

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

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

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

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

Me: ‘This part. It’s too dry.’

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

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

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

Elise: ‘Wait wait. Just relax first.’

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

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

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

Me: ‘Eh eh! Stop!’

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

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

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

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

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

Elise (whispering): ‘Don’t stop J.’

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

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

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

Me: ‘Elise, I’m going to shoot!’

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

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

Me: ‘Okay okay.. shooting shooting.’

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sister: ‘Okay! Over to my place!’

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

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

Test of Will

Jerry: ‘Hey bro! Nice to finally meet the writer!’
Me: ‘Hi. So this is the place huh? Am I the last to arrive?’
Jerry: ‘Of course. You’re the highlight man! Come.’

Two other guys, one around my age and the other in his 30s were introduced to all of us, shaking hands with our bags still over shoulders. In the luxurious chalet (resort) room, there were two bedrooms, with suspicious shuffling noises coming from behind them.

Jerry: ‘J, you go in that room. And put on that mask. You can set up your camera anywhere too. After that just wait around until nine?’

The blond hair Malaysian guy patted me on my bag towards the room and I went into it. A very youthful-looking girl, with flawless complexion sat on the bed, wearing a Venetian eye mask reserved for Venice festivals in particular, on top of a lolita corset dress.

Girl: ‘J?’
Me: ‘Yeah. Your name?’
Girl (gleefully): ‘Xiao Xin. Small heart.’
Me: ‘Nice name. Cute too.’
Xiao Xin: ‘You can write quite well uh? I read a few stories when waiting.’

Right then, screams were heard coming from the other rooms, followed by Jerry’s call for them to relax. Upon talking more, I learnt that she came from Malaysia as well, a province I never heard of. She came to Singapore to work as a freelancer, but needed to prove her worth through ‘service’.

As we spoke, my camera was set up in front of the bed, mounted on a high-end tripod that could extend into the bed while standing on solid ground. Once I returned to the bed, she had turned towards the wall the bed was against, one hand cupped over her shoulder.

Xiao Xin: ‘Unzip for me?’

The zip cranked seductively down to her lower back before the corset bounced free, dropping into her arms in front. When she turned to me, that was when I had to move away from the camera so it could capture what I saw.

A beautifully coloured tattoo of a dragon, head resting on her right boob, flowing down her slim abs before the tail twirl around her belly button to reduce the area of the body art. Seeing how I was enchanted by her ink, she laid down gracefully, attracting me to hover over her body.

Xiao Xin: ‘You can touch it.’

Tracing the seemingly alive mystical beast with my fingertips, I could only imagine the pain she went through for this. As I reached the tail, she jiggled my belt. Off my pants went, and I had to take a closer look at the detail. While my face was on the ‘head’, she carefully pulled me in, magnetically gluing my lips to her nipples.

The deep breath she took, expanded her chest and drew equal amount of air away from me. Tasting the majestic beast with my tongue, a sweet flavour brought me closer to her than ever. Was it some kind of black magic oil? Or just her perfume? Soon, I had came to the deadly end of its body, and only a few inches away from her G-string-clad pussy.

Instead of giving in to my prying hand on her thigh, she resisted and lovingly carried my head to her eye level. On my hands and knees, she took a moment to strip her matching red strings off, for me to peep at that perfectly shaved slit of pinkness.

Xiao Xin: ‘You are my master tonight. Lie down here.’

Well, what did I feel then? I was the emperor, and she’s the evil sorceress that bewitched the almighty king. My body listened to her and fell on my back. My eyes couldn’t leave that gorgeous body of hers as she climbed on top of me (in doggie), placing her abs too close to my face. Letting my nose catch another whiff of her, she sank swiftly south of my vision, head perched on her arm at my right thigh.

The seductress then fondled my balls for a moment, bringing her ‘claws’ around my cock and bending it in her direction. Those soft, pink lips pecked at the tip before devouring the man stick, skilfully sliding her lips up and down my steel rod. Her tongue did not stay stationary either, slipping over and under according to my groans. There was basically no way to get closer to her than this.

I was twitching and moaning, while caressing her silk-like hair between my fingers. She never felt tired to me, nor did my dick stopped getting more sensitive. Somehow, the non-intruding grip she had at my base delayed the urge to cum, and I was growing desperate as well as surprised with my stamina.

After what seemed like the longest visit to heaven, I felt the cold air blowing at my shaft, as she lifted her head away from me. The kisses she gave on the outside, signalled the end of her performance.

Once she stopped, I realised I was too relaxed to move, and the stern eyes she gave, acknowledged the after effect of her show too. Xiao Xin spread my legs wider before turned her ass to me, kneeling on the bed close to the camera to prepare for the best scene.

Before my eyes, she gently held my cock upright and sat back on her ass, feet tucked under my hips so she could get in the right position. About an inch away from her pussy, a condom appeared in the O-shape she formed with her thumb and index, rolling over my head and stopping there.

She then sank my cock into her body slowly, riding up and down to unroll the much needed protection. Through the transition of raw to capped, my mind ignored the differences in sensation, staying as eager and anticipative to the display of professionalism. Within a minute, I was inside the both of them, the rubber, and her.

Unlike the normal, crazy cowgirl, she was rocking her body on her arms, firmly pressed on the bed for support. In no time, my eyes shut down and images of her tight, squeezing pussy was flashing across my mind. My usually self-conscious dick, had this most consensual blanket of fleshy, soft vagina that was warm, and self-lubricating. She was no toy, she was no standard fuck-and-go prostitute, she was, the emperor’s scheming concubine.

She adjusted her feet to sit upright to let me calm my over-indulging mind down, and actually spun around to me. Lying on my chest like an obedient kitten, she continuously kissed my neck.

Xiao Xin (whispering): ‘Your turn to play on top.’

She straightened both arms along my hips so I could roll over, and then lightly resisted my thrusting waist in a convincingly, false shyness. I couldn’t believe when my ex started to appeared in my head. In the same affection, she led me by my cheeks to her mouth and frenched, part wild and part withholding. She moaned into my mouth as my hips locked in auto-pilot mode, thrusting vigorously against her lean bum. There was no fatty vibrations, nor any excess meat blocking the deepest strokes.

I was deep in, and fast out. Gradually, my overwhelming mind collapsed to her acts of love and elbows sank into the mattress above her shoulders. Pinning her down, I transferred the rest of my energy to my abs, digging as far as my speed could ram into.

Xiao Xin (moaning): ‘J.. stop.. stop.. ‘

The worried frown on her face ended my rampage, forcing my emotions to take over the animalistic instincts. She nudged me on my arm to return me to the bed, guiding my head down with care into the fluffy pillow.

Like the ‘man of the bed’, she laid on her side next to me, face staring at me while her fingers took the condom off. She reached towards her side of the bed and dipped her fingers into an opened black jar, coming back to my groin with a shimmering gel over her plain manicured fingers.

Rubbing the lubricant over my cock, she began her handjob that massaged the urge away, sending me into a dream world where pleasure constantly bombarded my mind. With the increasing jerking speed on my shaft, the urge came slow, and more importantly, beautifully sensual.

Me (groaning): ‘Xiao Xin.. ‘
Xiao Xin: ‘Shhh.. I know.’

She never stopped till I suddenly slapped on her abs, acting as a warning sign to my ejaculation. She closed her hand into a fist and covered the top with some space, pinky tickling under my little helmet to really get me off. Warm cum erupted into the restricted airspace and oozed out sexily, going down my swollen dick and mixing into the small puddle of clear lubricant.

There was no movements from her until I was done, and she squeezed my tube carefully for the last bits. I slammed my tensed neck back on the pillow only to see her sitting up in my line of sight, fingertips rubbing together to play with my fresh semen.

Then, her mouth opened, and one by one, the whitish, viscous liquid coating her fingers was sucked and licked off. Dragging her tongue along her palm, she cleaned everything till there was none of those lube or cum left, just a saliva covered hand.

Suddenly, a renewed sense of strength hyped her up and she dragged me upright from my resting position. Sitting legs opened over my similarly vulnerable (open legs) pose, she raised the eye mask for me.

I did the same for her as well, pulling the mask over my head till she placed it back for me.

Xiao Xin: ‘Don’t let the camera see us.’

Sure enough, her head was facing me and my face was blocked by her. I got dressed out of bed and she waited for me to be done, clearly awaiting me to zip her corset back. Once everything was in place, I went back into the living room, armed with my camera and tripod.

Me: ‘Jerry, the others?’
Jerry: ‘Left already. They really.. *sigh* Condom leh?’
Me: ‘She swallowed it.’
Jerry: ‘Awesome la. Give me a while ah. I transfer the video first.’

Walking to the couch facing the balcony, another girl laid naked, similarly fair skinned without any tattoos. Her mask was by her side, but her body was fidgeting possibly to a nightmare.

Me (shouting): ‘What happened to her?’
Jerry: ‘They really go all out on her. No mercy. The other girl fainted in the room. Go see la.’

The unmistakable Malay girl was up and sobbing, quickly hiding behind the sheets when she saw me. Xiao Xin came from behind and joined her in bed, comforting her while speaking in Malay. Right then, the darker skinned girl opened her arms and I hugged her, carrying her out to the living room where her friend was sleeping.

Back there, Xiao Xin sat next to Jerry whispering something to him, and I tended to the girls. Inside me, I was ashamed of what men are capable of, but seeing that they signed up for this, what they just went through might be the tip of the iceberg.

Jerry: ‘OH J! You want to work for me? You can take care of the welfare of the girls.’
Me: ‘Huh? I don’t think I am the right guy leh.’
Jerry: ‘Haha. I pay you 3k a month first, you will have a room to stay, with the girls. If you don’t like the job just tell me then.’

The rest of the details are basically non-crucial, and my job as a ‘product tester’ ended when I walked out the door. After a week, with a backpack of clothes and necessities, I went to the address given by Jerry, at a condo filled with four other girls, including Xiao Xin.

Well, you guys know the rest of the story.

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?

Lenny’s Lena

Part 1 | Part 2

A week after I returned to Singapore, it was her turn to visit this place for the first time in her life. Coming from a less well-to-do family, I booked a hotel to put her up for the two nights stay, as well as planned a simple itinerary around the vicinity to show her around.

Lenny: ‘Hey J! This is my sister. Lena.’
Lena (shyly): ‘Hi.. ‘

The even smaller sized girl was in fact older, and the cutesy denim suspender shorts made her looked illegal. Upon entering the bedroom (with just one bed since the girls can share), Lena went into the toilet first and left me in the mercy of her sister, who kissed, and crouch-grabbed me.

When Lena came out, she was out of her romper and had her black spaghetti top stretched over her hips. Lenny dashed into the toilet immediately and did her business, probably holding it in for the whole three hours plus journey. I watched her sister climb into bed, pantyless and unshy, searching her wallet for a note for me. Not wanting to risk discovery, I slipped it into my pocket fast, before Lenny’s head popped out of the door.

Lenny: ‘I shower first k? Fast one.’

Roughly knowing how ‘fast’ she could be, I laid on top of the blanket Lena was under, and felt her crawl to me. That afternoon, I wore a pair of shorts to cope with the hot weather and she had no qualms about digging into it, fondling my cock for a moment.

We paused for a while until she saw the raging hard on stopped growing, and then crawled in doggie to my shorts again (face at my groin and my face at her rear). When I disappeared into her mouth, my mind immediately told me to shove my finger into her clit. Her tightly pressed descending lips got all the nerves working and her soft, wet tongue pushed on all the right spots. My mind was effectively numbed in an instant. A large amount of saliva had lubricated her blowjob and rubbing her clit simply got her to suck deeper.

In just short five minutes, my whole forearm was drenched in her juices (I was fingering her lying down) and her mouth had slowed down in contrast. My dick was so swollen and every tease of her tongue felt like the last straw. Once I saw her opened mouth lower into my trimmed bush, my hips automatically jerked upwards to start spraying my load into her. Her booty trembled as she climaxed at the same time, squirting once onto the pillow behind her.

Just as the shower sounds died down, she pulled away from my cock, leaving it sparkling clean and well-pleased. Lena returned to her position and flipped the pillow around to its dry side, as if nothing had happened while her sister was away.

Lenny: ‘Jie, your turn!’

Lena jumped out of the bed and winked while her sister was busy hugging me, picking up a fresh piece of t-shirt along the way. Once she was inside the shower, it was Lenny’s turn to strip my shorts off, only to see a shrunken cock with a drop of pre-cum at the tip.

Quickly, she tugged the foreskin back and sucked on it like a baby, till I was up and wide. Unlike her wild sister, she sat on me facing the wall and let me turn her to the bed. In doggie style, I pound the life out of her in senseless moans her sister definitely heard. In the midst of the crazy love-making, Lena was done and creeped up behind me, unaware to her sister who was barely holding her senses together.

She kept her eyes glued to her sister as countless orgasms collapsed her onto the bed, granted by the extended hammer time given by her own sister. The moment Lena saw her sister gone weak, she covered her with the blanket and took her place on the empty side.

Lena pried one of her ass apart and I quickly plunged in, banging the life out of her non-stop like her sister. By the time she blacked out, my second load was about to happen. Instead of giving it to the new participant, I went over to my first encounter, tucking the tip between her lips. The weary younger sister let me fucked her face till I came, right into her mouth for her to taste my final serving.

A gulp down her throat concluded the night and I took my bath, sleeping between the girls for a new day of surprises. I wonder if we would ever get around that itinerary instead of spending all the time in bed.

On the piece of paper, Lena wrote, ‘I will have everything my sister has’. So I guess that included me.

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Lena’s Lenny

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Girl: ‘Are you lost?’

I turned to see a fair skinned girl, in basic white spaghetti top and high waist shorts, looking concerned at me. Despite the isolation of the hotel, there were houses nearby and eyes were beginning to judge the sight of an obvious Singaporean with their local SYTs.

Me: ‘No I’m not. I’m catching some air here. It’s so different from Singapore.’
Girl: ‘Oh. From Singapore. I stay behind the hotel. Good you not lost. Eaten?’
Me: ‘Nope. Not sure what’s there to eat around here.’

A frown appeared between her brows as she thought hard about a place, but it was mostly the number of choices that got her.

Girl: ‘Eat together? Ten minutes walk.’

I nodded and made the universal sign for money, returning to my room with her tagging closely behind. Once I got the cash, we went for dinner and the hospitality of the locals filled my stomach beyond maneuverability. Lenny walked me back to my hotel no matter how much I assured her I remember the path, sending me into a state of dilemma when we reached my room.

To send the girl back alone would be dangerous, and thinking back, it was equally dangerous for me to walk back alone too.

Me: ‘So now you are going back?’
Lenny: ‘Yupp.’
Me: ‘It’s quite late you know? Can you spend the night here?’

The offensive request shocked her into taking out her phone, and dialling ‘Mum’ without hesitation. After a minute of incomprehensible chat, she gave me a nod and I knew the first part of the worry was over.

In the room, I let her take her shower first and for thirty minutes, there was no sound. Although I know she was just enjoying the bathtub, I was in a hurry to rinse the BBQ smell off my clothes.

*Knock knock*

Splashing sounds came and the door swung open to her in a bath towel.

Lenny: ‘Yes?’
Me: ‘I thought you fainted. Umm.. are you almost done?’

She pointed to the bathtub and a overflowing bubbles told me how much she was enjoying it. While distracted, she grabbed my wrist and pulled me inside, slamming the door accidentally behind my back.

Lenny: ‘Oops. Shower together? I won’t see anything.’

Hmm.. a plan indeed. She walked to the tub and threw the towel over a hook, casually stepping into it in front of the mirror wall. With her eyes on the mirror (away from me), I proceeded to strip and joined her in the bubble bath.

Lenny: ‘I clean your back for you.’

She offered to help after I wet my head, holding me carefully while I turned around. Just two rubs on my back later, her hands slid across my waist to my groin, peeling the foreskin backwards of my erecting cock. What else could I expect when she wanted to ‘rub’ me? My little head won this time.

With her fingers stroking my penis underwater, I backed up on her till she hit the edge, without any space to run. Both my hands went behind my back and I located her groin quickly, submerging between the delicate labia lining the path to her clit.

Engaged in the mutual masturbation, we moaned our hearts out as temperature rose in the bathroom. She had gone all out pumping my cock in her hand and two fingers were digging her pussy out.

Lenny (whispering): ‘I need to pee!’

A hot jet of pee hit my back with her body shaking, triggering an orgasm while she relieved herself. As soon as she was done, she unplugged the stopper and we leaned on each other till only the foam was stuck on our bodies.

Gleefully, she took the shower head and rinsed me clean, doing the same for herself once I got out of the tub. We joined hands for support on the slippery floor to the mirror and that was when she began to blow-dry her hair, body bent over the sink to give me slutty glances through the mirror.

Lenny: ‘You have a condom?’

The only person who could beat my timing to get that condom would be The Flash. She took the rubber off my hand and spread the ring over her pussy, telling me that that was the only way to put it on.

Naturally, I unlocked my knees and slid my cock up her pussy, until she perked her ass up for my dick to pop into the condom and into her hole. She held the rubber ring for the few strokes I used to get ‘armed’, and soon let go after I was buried deep inside her.

Her body kept jerking as I hammered her from behind, disrupting the blow-dry and combing process. Once she slammed the comb down in a pouting look, I stood upright to miss my next entry. Lifting her small frame onto the basin, she instinctively wrapped her legs around my waist and let me pound her weak.

God, if only you guys could see how she slouched against the mirror, biting her lips as moans were fucked out of her. While at it, I took her shirt and pulled it over her head, leaving her braless to do the same for me. Once the basic attire was decided on, I carried her to the bed and let gravity did the work. To fall, and ram my cock into her.

The yelp did not stop us from fucking the sheets off the mattress, swapping to doggie style when she wanted to look out of the window. Facing the rows of private houses, the pounding she took jerked her up and down against the glass. If anyone spotted us, they couldn’t be any more right as to what we were doing.

Me (groaning): ‘You’re getting tighter Len.. ‘
Lenny (moaning): ‘It’s you getting bigger!’

We turned towards the bed and she climbed on it, waist still in my hands for me to tug her over my dick. Finally, the next orgasm threw her forward and she flipped around, spreading her legs for me to step into.

Out of her pussy, it was safe for her to rip the condom off and to use her hand on me. As if she was beating herself off, she made sure to aim my little head low while stroking the shaft.

The glorious sight of a young girl in obvious braless state, boobs bouncing up and down on her firm chest, waist skinny enough for my fingers to touch if I squeezed her hard, there was no reasons for my cock to delay any longer.

Me (grunting): ‘Ready!’

A smile followed by lips-bite appeared on her face and she went all out. In mere seconds, she lit the fireworks over her body and quickly sat up to gather the rest on her face. Shots after shots my cum stuck to her beautiful skin and she was this close to make me shoot blood when I stopped her.

She stretched her arms out to push my shoulders down and I was on my knees between her legs. Watching her streetlights lit face, my slightly watery cum dribbling down her nose and was vacuumed into her mouth. She used her fingers to scoop the rest into where she ate and stuck her cute tongue out for me.

Lenny: ‘Dahz-in (dustbin).. ‘

Her fingers pointed my gaze to the white bin under the bedside lamp and I brought it to let her clear her mouth. Bottomless, we went for a quick wash up and brushed our teeth, falling asleep almost together after that intense night.

For a country that was one hour ahead, I woke up before the sun rose, to see her sprawled legs opened lying on her chest. Needless to say, my morning wood was harder than usual and I laid on top of her, inching my rubberised dick into her raw slit.

Lenny (whispering): ‘heyyy.. ‘
Me: ‘You’re wet?’
Lenny: ‘Dreamt about you.’

I let go off my hips and let it sink into her, getting an immediate response from her through a moan. I used my weight to keep her still as the condom squeaked its way in, silencing only after a few strokes. Bouncing atop of the petite lady, her groans rhythmically followed my tempo, until I saw her fists closed to the sexiest orgasm wriggling her body.

Lenny: ‘Let me do my morning workout now.’

She lifted her ass up and nudged me out, bringing me to the bathroom and into the tub. With the wall’s support, I sat at the shorter ledge and let her sit reverse cowgirl over my lap. Rocking back and forth using my knees to balance, my little head indulged in the hands-free sex, feeling every inward stroke stuff it into a narrower end.

There was nothing for me to do once she rejected my takeover, sending me into a lightheaded haven with her slurping hole.

Me: ‘Len, I’m going to cum soon. But not yet.’

She gracefully dismounted and split my thighs apart. Going down on me again, the absence of condom let her worked her tongue on every inch of my shaft, milking me in sensual upward strokes.

Me: ‘You are having breakfast right here?’
Lenny: ‘Mmm-Hmm!’

Her slim fingers joined her lips and the hand-mouth combo pushed me to my wits’. My toes curled up in the porcelain tub and she sucked even harder, forcing me to make girlish groans.

Me (moaning): ‘Cumming cumming!’

She dropped her jaws this time and sank my whole rod down her throat, massaging my rod with the gag reflex. My mind peacefully blew the load down her throat, emitting waves of pleasure down my body into her lips. It was the most soothing, muscles relaxing ejaculation that week, and it refreshed me to new heights.

She showed me an ‘OK’ sign and I gave her a wide smile. Before my very eyes, my dick reappeared in slow-mo and she frowned upon swallowing whatever that was left on her throat.

Lenny: ‘Okay! Done!’

The shower head splashed warm water on me and we took a bath together, this time scrubbing down our bodies without anymore interruptions. It was somehow heart settling to watch each other get dressed, knowing how satisfied.. or a better word would be ‘complete’ after the brief ‘get-to-know-you-better-night’ of activities.

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Needy Model

Lying on the bed after the photoshoot, the organiser, who was also my friend, let the room for a smoke break. In my hand I had my phone, browsing through the photos broadcasting through a portable router to check for any badly taken shots.

Rebecca’s movements in and out of the toilet did not bother me as she needed to change out of the translucent boyfriend shirt of the ‘Morning Glory’ themed shoot, a series of photos that portrayed a girl’s routine after she wakes up.

Halfway through the photos, she plopped down on the bed beside me, in a nightie that told me she intended to spend the night here.

Me: ‘You’re sleeping here tonight?’

I sat up out of respect but she pulled me back down, hand roaming down my shirt into my jeans.

Me: ‘Hey, what are you doing? I’m not that kind of photographer. I’ve got all the shots needed.’

She swiftly climbed on top of my thighs and unclipped my belt, freeing the button that held my fat belly in. Before the worst happened, I rolled onto my chest and put my phone away, only to feel my jeans getting pulled towards my knees. When I returned to face her, the unhelpful nightie was already gone, and my underwear was yanked under my cock.

Me: ‘Hey hey! Stop!’

For a moment, she kneeled upright, straightening her back (and ass) and looked at me confused. When she waded forward to my hips, and bent forward to hold my dick, I was sure she wanted to prevent any unwanted contact down there. Then all of a sudden, she slammed her ass down on my straightened dick and sent me into a gasp of pleasure. One that you guys feel when your cock is sent to another world.

Rebecca then kept my dick embedded deep inside as she changed to a squat, torturing me with those minute movements against her vaginal walls.

Rebecca: ‘Ready?’
Me: ‘No?!’

She swept her hair back and started hopping on me, clenching and opening my fists to her unbelievably skilled angle of penetration. It wasn’t just up and down. My dick head was scratching against the underside of her pussy while she grinded, rocking slightly back and forth as my dick went in and out.

Me: ‘Fuck! Stop Rebecca stop! You’re going to make me cum like this!’
Rebecca (moaning): ‘Like this?’

She sank her knees into the bed and rested her boobs on me, hips slamming viciously on my desperately, confused cock. The sly grin on her face was unmistakable. Perhaps I was the first to be unwilling to have sex with her, but this girl knew how to make a man beg for mercy.

Me: ‘Shit shit.. get off. Now!’

She hopped off my hips and stepped out of the bed. Dragging me by my feet over the edge, she pulled my arms to sit me up. Rebecca then dropped to her knees and shoved my cock into her mouth, ramming her face into my opened legs. The lack of gag reflex scared me to how many guys has she done this to, but the depth and overwhelming warmth was getting the better of me.

Me: ‘Arghh!’

She pushed me on my back and kneeled higher, containing all of my cum in her mouth as my legs trembled. Sucking me unlike anything I have ever felt, my mind went dark with the last squirt, to the last image of her licking her lips.

Rebecca: ‘Mister.. was it good?’
Me: ‘No.. I didn’t want it.’
Rebecca: ‘But you still came ah.’

I heard shuffling of shoes on the wooden flooring and she returned to my side with a piece of paper.

Rebecca: ‘See this? I’m clean.’
Me: ‘And you have to do this?’
Rebecca: ‘I’m just excited la. You’re the first guy that did a photoshoot I am proud to show others.’

She led the weary me into the showers and cleaned me up, dressing me like a little boy before leaving me to my devices. Once all the photos were backed up and confirmed, the excited girl invited me to stay for the night.

How could I refuse?