Author: J

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Stranger Still

‘Hey baby.. ‘, I had to exasperate my morning greeting as I felt my smelly being dragged across my eyes, making sure that my senses were not ‘disturbed’ as she unveiled my manhood. Following that sleepy wake-up call, she then proceed to give me the most gentle, soft massage along my rising flagpole, while playfully licking its very tip to further arouse me.

As she kept up with that sensual caress of my precious man-part, I slowly drifted back into a light slumber which was promptly interrupted when she suddenly tucked the entirety of my shaft into her warm mouth. Completely unguarded against her unannounced ‘attack’, I spent the next minute gasping in pleasure as my stick succumbed to her deep, but unhurried blowjob. Before I know it, sparks were flying within my closed eyes, body trembling to every one of her improvised ‘tricks’ that shocked my little one.

Soon, she found a manageable rhythm that kept me shivering and sighing to her up-down moving lips, and started moaning into my loin. ‘Are you touching yourself?’, I asked her in my weak and submissive voice, only to get a head-shake that pushed my other less-known buttons.

I did not think much of that and remained as still as I could while enjoying her blessing, partially fighting the urge to just take control and dick her. When she finally concluded that mind-numbing, royalty-style blowjob, my mind had momentarily forgotten how to make any immediate decisions.

Although I was still in limbo, I could make out what she was up to next by the feet she placed on either side of my hips, followed by the slight pressure of both her hands on my belly. It was apparent that she was about to go wild on top of me and there was nothing more a man could ask for from a girl so willing-to-please. Gradually, her delicate pussy devoured me whole and I was once again thrown into an euphoric abyss.

Despite the unfamiliar ‘style’ she was riding my cock in, I was too turned-on to make any comments, especially about the pussy doing its job too well. The unpredictable contractions, combined with untold wetness, both hit, and soothed, my ravenous rod into an obedient pole. Against my best efforts to sustain my erection as long as possible, it was simply too overwhelming to contain any part of that crazy, strangely-motivated hips.

Before I hit that point-of-no-return, I sounded my usual warning which usually meant ‘keep going’ – except on this particular morning, she had something else in mind. I will still in the mood when she suddenly froze all ‘progress’, pinned my flailing hands onto the bed, and swiftly lifted her pussy off me. Confused, and on the edge of happiness/ sadness, my mind was imagining all sorts of plot twists when a mouth, going over my cock, reminded me of a much simpler ending.

I have to admit, it has been a long time since I came into her mouth, and that unexpected, dirty twist quickly put me back on the train wagon, heading straight for pleasure town, until I felt a second pair of lips along my shaft. The two mouths then took long turns at my erupting penis, switching places at every bad timing they could grasp.

Finally, after an eternity of the two-pronged assault, I made my second call for the previously-failed strike. It was only then, the blindfold was graciously pulled from my eyes so I could watch, the known-but-unfamiliar face gorging on my cock up to the time of explosion. That same load was then airdropped back over my shriveling member, for Maeve to slurp it up as hungrily as she always did. Only this time, she was kind enough to share some (untold portion) of it, thereafter swallowing the rest.

After that, Maeve just dove into my arms and made out with me for as long her partner-in-crime needed to wash and dress herself up, then ‘escaping’ the room before we slacked off. For the rest of the day, we just enjoyed each others’ company without bringing ‘her’ up, and I probably never will unless she spoke about it first.

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Outdoor-sy Spirits

(I greeted) ‘Hi love.’

(Maeve slurring) ‘Heyyy.. proceeds to give me a hug‘

‘Are you ready to head up?’

‘You can keep writing. I would like to sit here for a bit.’

No more than a few minutes after I resumed my work, Maeve placed a hand over my thigh and started sliding it around randomly, effectively-distracting me with the uncertainty of her intent. It didn’t take long for her to finally ‘reach’ my groin area, though she seemed too drunk to know what she was doing.

‘Maeve?’

(She hushed) ‘shhh.. ‘

Skilfully, she wriggled her way into my shorts and grabbed a hold of my erecting weiner before I could say anything else, and took my breath away with her warm grip. What followed was a worrying, erotic, reluctant, and/ or excited struggle to remind her of the ‘risks’, though she might be too oblivious to our ‘surroundings’. In no time, I was as hard as a rock, and all I could think of was ‘what I could do with it’.

Almost immediately, she saw my unspoken dilemma and tugged the worn-out waistband of my shorts down, exposing my cock for a moment before she leaned over. There was no way I could muffle the moan that escaped my mouth when she slipped her lips around it, warming and wetting it so seamlessly. A few seconds in, and I was both thrilled and overwhelmed with a sense of paranoia, but rendered ‘helpless’ by the europhia she was infusing through my loin.

Unlike our past (few) attempts at ‘outdoor fornication’, she did not raise a single eyebrow at our surrounding and kept going at it, splitting my mind between a ‘lookout’ and carnal pleasure. Although there were occasions I had to stop her for the passerbys, she didn’t hesitate to resume her ‘task’ at the next available opportunity.

After ten minutes of one-sided, heart-racing, public blowjob, I had to call for a break to recalibrate my momentum. She switched over to her hand, lubricated my member with some saliva, and kept stroking me as sensually as she could. From teasing the tip of my cock with her thumb, to rolling my balls in her palm, and using her knuckles to give my manhood a mind-blowing massage, she did all that without a care for the world.

(I whispered breathlessly) ‘I’m cumming soon. Can you just move up and down?’

Maintaining a loose grip of my cock, she stood up, went between my legs, and raised her dress up before sitting her pussy over that throbbing meat. I was mentally prepared to ‘restart the entire process’ when she surprised me by simply rubbing herself, and moved her hips just enough to keep me ‘interested’. I didn’t know what she was up to until she was profusely wetter, and tighter with an upward, milking motion along her vaginal walls. Instantly, my body went right to the edge of climax, which was still quite controllable. What I didn’t expect, was for her to slide a finger over my perineum, and prodded it violently.

My vision faded into white momentarily as my hips buckled for that intense orgasm, that I never knew my body was capable of. Spurt after spurt, my ‘big boy’ basically coughed up everything I had until it became soft, and overly-sensitive that a minor ‘tease’ would make it twitch.

My satiated lover then tucked two fingers into her puffy, lower-lips to hold it ‘shut’, stood upright, and proceeded to feed on her cum-coated fingers. Some of it did land on the floor, but for the rest that didn’t, it went into her stomach. By then, I was too spent to do anything else, left for home shortly after.

Back in my bedroom, she was all over me again. Sucking as she touched herself, climaxing once after another. And as soon as I was ‘ready to go’, I didn’t disappoint her and gave her exactly what we have been waiting for – a good, pre-bedtime workout.

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For Stallions Only

Just when I thought I was at my ‘biggest’, I was somewhat glad to see that he was still growing, in terms of girth and length. Maeve and I were just surprised to see how gigantic I could get, to the point it sorts of ached.

(Maeve asked) ‘Are you feeling fine? Does it hurt?’

(I replied) ‘No. It’s achey but not painful. You took the pain away with your mouth.’

That said, she gave me grin and went back to savour my monstrous manhood, keeping up with the pinky-anal-play that she had brought up out of the blue. Once I had built up more ‘urge’ than ‘relaxation’ from the body-tingling blowjob she gave, I invited her to get on top and she obliged eagerly.

Learning that she could barely hold it within her hand, she went into a squatting-position and lowered herself slowly, mixing an up-down hopping motion to guide me in slow. For the first time, she had to pause more frequently due to pain, and even engaged her own fingers for some clit-rub to ease her vagina. What usually took a mere few seconds and a surge of impatience, happened over one to two long minutes, and a tad of fear from riding this ‘beast’.

(She asked) ‘Are you all inside me?’

I nodded to a gasping, wincing girl whom I thought was more than ready for this. Without further ado, she started bouncing atop me and quickly resumed her usual self, hissing and snarling as I repeatedly stuffed her full of meat. Somehow, in the midst of all that passionate, fluid-exchange, I was getting frustrated, like I was in a body that didn’t belong to me, and thus didn’t feel as ‘personal’, ‘relevant’, or ‘present’. In simpler terms, I needed more of everything that we were doing, be it affection, passion, lust, or even rage.

Before I realised, I was grasping her breasts too hard, and she had to pry my hands away to get my attention. When I suggested her to adopt the ‘missionary’ position, I found myself coping with a sense of frustration at her slowness, exhibiting an emotion I was too ‘chill’ for. Once she was on her back, I just jabbed my cock into her and watched her face, strangely hoping to see some kind of helplessness, or discomfort from my pounding.

When I saw more enjoyment than suffering, I placed my thumb and index finger on her clit and pinched it angrily, throwing her off the mindless journey to orgasm. Finally, I found some satisfaction at her sexual expense, and it fueled my engines for more violent thrusts.

(She squealed) ‘J! IT HURTS!’ PLEASE.. PLEASE STOP! LET GO.. OF ME PLEASE.. ‘

Her words faded into the background as I drove my cock deeper into her, deeply enjoying her struggle with that pulsing contraction inside of her. Somehow, I had managed to remember to loosen my grip after tightening my hand around her neck. My body just kept moving on its own despite my complete awareness, even cumming once into her without so much a pause.

When she finally bent one of my fingers back far enough to hurt me sober, I snapped out of the trance and backed away from her, completely aware of what I just did.

(Maeve calmly said) ‘Love? come here love.. It isn’t fault. You didn’t mean to hurt me.’

(I snapped back) ‘What do you mean? I tried to strangle you. I grabbed your boobs so hard that it hurt you and I enjoyed it. I lost myself.’

‘No no.. That’s not what happened. We got too engrossed with making love that you got a little carried away. It doesn’t hurt now. I’m not hurt now. Come here.’

I stepped cautiously into her arms and let her hold me, while I pondered about what came over me. I was still in her embrace when she put a hand over my crotch, where’ he’ was still standing tall.

(Maeve whispered) ‘we should do something about this. what do you feel like doing?’

(I asked shyly) ‘can you go down on me?’

‘with pleasure.’

As far as I could remember, those were the last words before I went rogue again, slamming her face into my groin or vice versa – if she stopped me in any way. I just kept going and gloating at her demise, chugging my long slab of meat down her throat until she was throwing up saliva all over the floor. There wasn’t much memories that remained of that evening, but I knew that she nearly fainted at the moment I came, pouring out cum into her mouth as she fell away from me.

Still hard, I held her legs apart as I went back to missionary, ramming the life out of her. I didn’t notice when did I exactly snap out of it, but I was all cleaned up and dressed when she woke me up with McDonald’s. The next morning, she came clean with the anal suppository she had secretly inserted into me, which contained a (male) performance-enhancing drug.

When we Googled that specific brand, we learnt that it was designed for stallions, for ‘breeding’ purposes. Needless to say, we never went anywhere near to such medications again.

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Lest We Got Together

(Kate whispered) ‘morning J.. sorry to wake you.. ‘

Before I was even fully awake, she had rolled me over onto my back, and lifted the sheets high enough to expose my shrunken, little weiner. While she did give me some kind of handjob, it was the sloppy type that wasn’t too focused on ‘experience’.

As soon as I was hard enough (to keep its form), she climbed over my lap and gave her clit a quick rub, or however long it took for her to get a little wet. Once she felt ready, she lowered her pussy over my erection and let herself loose, gyrating her hips, slamming her bum, and rocking her waist as fast and wild as she could to extract the maximum amount of pleasure from me.

However, unlike most ‘couples’, this almost-daily activity benefited only one person at once, being whoever initiated the whole.. session. As sexy as it was to have a girl climaxing time after time while riding my cock, she was doing it solely for her own pleasure.

After she had exhausted and wet herself, she would picked herself off my dumbfounded cock and go about her day, taking a shower, getting dressed, applying makeup, and then leave home for work.

And what can I do about that erection she caused and neglected? We had an understanding that either of us were more than welcome to get involved with each other at any part of the day, and we weren’t shy about doing it.

I joined her at the dresser where she was applying her makeup and slipped my muscular, throbbing cock into her. To watch her do her best to be prettier while getting humped from behind, it was one of the more distracting, and erotic moments I could recall in all my life.

When I am about to cum, I would always ask her where would she like me to unload, despite getting the same response – ‘into my panties’, everytime.

So I would fill her panties up, and helped her put it on before leaving her to get ready. And that concludes the times when she wakes up first.

My adventure was in essence a shorter one, though I wouldn’t say that it was any less ‘intense’. Since I worked in the F&B line, I would often go to work when she isn’t around, and return only when she is sound asleep.

In my case, I would just go up to her, drizzle some lube over her pussy, and immediately help myself to her, ideally without making too much noise. No matter in missionary or doggystyle, I didn’t have to shift her too much from her initial position.

Due to the contraceptive jab she received when we began this secret ‘tryst’, there wasn’t anything that we had to worry about, the only mess being the varying degree of ‘stains’ that oozed out of her whenever I came into her pussy.

Nonetheless, I still relief my urges into her and then cope with her nagging the next day. Luckily, my cousin, or better known as Kate, was a fan of bubble tea, and that was exactly what I make day in and day out.

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Spectacle

(Maeve WhatsApp message) ‘J, I couldn’t think of a better, or worse time to send you this, but I wanted our distance to help you protect me from what you may feel upon seeing the video. I know that you have once told me about your fetish for other men to ‘have’ me, and I, more often than not, mentioned that I had such fantasies too.

I don’t know if you meant it, but I didn’t want to do anything without you around. I want to confess that I missed you more than usual during this two weeks that we were apart, and I did something that I hope won’t make you angry.

I want to make sure that I had something, like this long message, to explain myself before you have second thoughts about me. Please know that I love you very much, more than you love me.

I went online to look for some army boys, NSFs to be exact, and three of them caught my attention.

One of them booked a room at Ritz Carlton and I went to meet them in the black, long-sleeved, low-cut top that you bought me. Underneath that, I wore that set of white lingerie, which they have torn even before we got started.

To be honest, when I stood in the midst of them, I was frightened, that you might find me too dirty to ever lay your hands on me again, or simply not want me altogether. Before my thoughts wander any further, they started to touch me, taking pieces of my clothes off one at a time. When they got me down to my panties, they brought me to the bed and two of them laid at my sides, while the third stayed above my head.

He was in charge of holding my arms up while his buddies removed the last of my dignity, and he did not let go when they began slipping their fingers into where they didn’t belong. I tried to struggle a bit to make things ‘difficult’ for them, but soon realised that they were indeed stronger than they looked.

They went on to suck my nipples until they were both hard and sore, essentially becoming so sensitive that even a breath of warm air over it would hurt. They then pried my legs opened and clamped each knee between their legs, using such little effort that sent shivers down my spine. I couldn’t tell just how strong they were.

I went on to spend the next thirty, or sixty, or even ninty minutes in a daze, climaxing non-stop from their continuous teasing and fingering. I did tell them that I didn’t like having fingers inside me, but they wouldn’t listen.

Whenever one of them got tired, they would switch places with the guy holding my arms, and resume their purposeful work to keep me coming.

By the time they were all bored, I was too weak to move, and therefore requiring even less strength to restrain. The first of them took me in missionary and another guy just did the doggystyle form over my head to kind-of force his dick into my mouth.

I was afraid to disappoint or hurt him so I sucked him off as his buddy had sex with me. Somehow, they didn’t obey my instruction to use condoms and did me raw, with the first shot going deep into my mouth before another shot entered my pussy.

I had barely composed myself when the third guy flipped me into doggystyle, swiftly piercing his cock into me and rammed me so violently. I came once in this position and he came shortly after, over-filling my already-sore hole.

After a few short minutes, the first two guys were back at it but they switched positions this time. Still, none of them could last as long as you and came into my mouth and pussy again.

I went down on the third guy on my own and made him cum so hard his legs turned wobbly, and the night came to an end – more or less.

After they left, I thought about you and touched myself. I came about three times, but was too exhausted to continue. So I went on Whisper and found someone, who came over, fucked me, came inside me, and left. I didn’t even noticed the S$300 he placed on the dress until the next morning.

Will you blame me for finding other guys? Will you still want me? Will you love me less? The video I attached, was taken by one of the three guys. That was the one important thing they didn’t forget. And I think they did a good job on it too.

What do you think?’