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Sweet Noon

Kel gave out a sigh whilst lying on the bed, wondering when her boyfriend would be coming over. Her boyfriend had been treating her like a princess all these while, respecting her wishes not to have sex before marriage. Their sex life were non-existent from her self control. And that day, would be one that would change everything.

Jerry’s secret knock came through her window and she opened it to let him climb in like usual, hidden away from her parents. He placed his bags at the usual corner of the room and shoes at the window for a quick escape if her parents entered, which never happened in their 6 months of dating. She was wearing a simple negligee that was translucent that showed off her tiny chest of A cups, behind the tube bra and lacy layered boyshorts.

They were going planning to go out, but Kel knew she had a job to do before that. She removed all of her tube and panties, making Jerry high from the surprise that he’d never expect. Still, could there be a catch for her doing all these for him?

Kel: ‘Boyfie, today, you can do anything to me. You can have sex with me if you want. You can do anything you want, promotion ends when we split for the day.’

He quickly took off his pants along with his underwear to save time and brought her to sit on the bed. He then stood in front of her and took her head, pushing it down to his dick that was smelling of sweat. Kel did not spend any seconds smelling it and immediately put it into her mouth, sucking it like a baby for a while to coat her saliva over it. She then began to move her head up and down, swirling her tongue around whatever spaces she could make out. Jerry’s legs almost gave way from his second blowjob from her and it was way higher level than what she had did before.

Her head had not much control over the depth since his hands was at the back. He was shoving his dick deep while forcing her towards him. Kel kept her mouth opened to handle the deep throat and tried hard not to choke on him. The oral sex lasted for a long time since he had not did this before, not with this kind of freedom. His hips were out of control, thrusting forth and back out of her small mouth. After he was done, he was about to go for more.

Kel did not let him exit her mouth, instead, held onto his cold butt and threw her mouth at him, going deep the way he liked it and Jerry let her did what she wanted. The point of no return past his body and he placed his knees on the bed, climbing and pulling her to the wall. He placed the pillow between her head and the wall, then rammed so hard into her that made her gagged at the depth and speed, until the strings of slimy cum sprayed onto the back of her throat and down into her stomach. Her head rested on the pillow as he used her mouth as he wished, until the twitching in his shaft stopped.

She pushed him slightly backwards but did not let him fully exit. She sucked lightly on the tip a few times for the last few drops and then licked the area like a melting ice cream. He finally gave in to the tiredness and got off her, resting bottom-naked on the bed.

Kel got up and went to her wardrobe to pick the low-cut dress she wanted, and slipped it over her swimmer’s figure, without a bra nor panties. She began combing her hair as he put on his pants, skipping the underwear but kept it in her bag.

They got out of the house through the windows and made their way to the hawker centre nearby for lunch and Jerry’s eyes could not help but caught all the guys looking at his girlfriend, possibly braless from the gapping shoulder hole and her neckline. Under strong sunlight, anyone could make out the V shape from her pussy down to her feet, and pressing the dress tight while sitting down only revealed her cameltoe to those sharing the same table.

Jerry knew she was safe in public with him around, and the meal was finished uncomfortably in the staring eyes and his painful hard on under his pants. Their next stop was Far East Plaza and he knew the escalators there weren’t dress/skirt friendly, but it was different for him. He made sure she stood behind him at the lower steps right at the side of the glass display, so any peeping toms could just look up and admire her upskirt, all the way to the nipples on the gentle cleavage slopes. Her swimwear had not been helpful in getting her boobs bigger, but Jerry loved her size nonetheless.

She went into a bikini store and asked him to join her in the changing room. She then spent the next few minutes getting into a complexed swim attire that had many straps for the bare back, and then pulled the area around her panties to the side. She used her other hand to unzip his pants and eased his hard on, before pointing it at her pussy and pulling him inside of her.

Kel was slightly wet with lust from the exhibition she gave to the public, and Jerry was the one to relieve her horniness. He held her waist and rammed his dick into her moist folds of meat and began ravishing her pussy, with strong but gentle strokes in and out. Her small opening was already hard to penetrate into, and on top of that, her pussy had not had a dick for the longest time, thus it was simply too much for him to handle.

The quickie lasted last then three minutes without changing positions and as planned, she would not do anything unless he did so, that includes cumming inside her. The urge to cum was so powerful that he just rammed into her hole without holding anything back and just as he cummed, he pulled her ass back so hard that he pierced into her deepest corner and shot his measly teaspoon of sperms inside her. His conscious returned immediately after the waves ended and he pulled out of her, quickly undoing the straps and then stripping her down for her dress.

They left the changing room with watchful eyes of the patrons and paid for the swimwear. They hurriedly left the store and he pulled her into one of the secluded stairs at the plaza. He unzipped his pants once again to take out the juice covered dick and made her sit on the steps to suck him off. The duo had took some time to find this spot, in fact, enough time for him to recover from the quickie and grew into another hard on. Again, he used her mouth as a cum dump and forced her head down on his dick, thrusting and pounding against her face with his pelvic.

The session took a really long time but Kel was prepared for it. The chokes were lesser and her throat could take the frequent deep thrusts. His fingers held her head firmly as he moved his hips quick and shallow, letting her maintain the suction in her mouth until he was about to cum. For that moment, Kel stopped at his mushroom head and sucked with all her might that Jerry fell against the wall while inside her, and fired a few drops along with the rest as blanks. Exhaustion was coming for him but they knew it was not the place to rest.

Kel swallowed his sperms and left the warm stairs hand in hand. Finally, the day was about to be over and she was as tired as him. They went home in a cab and he lifted one of her legs behind the driver’s seat to expose her pussy under the dress. The passing vehicles did not stop them as he dug his fingers into her, making her squeal and moan a like a radio broadcast to the lucky driver. Their place was not far, and the driver even gave them a discount at their destination.

Kel opened the windows to her room and just as she was about to climb in first, Jerry grabbed her waist and pulled her backwards, causing her to fall forward onto the ledge of the window. He unzipped again and shoved his dick between her pussy, sinking it right into her vagina and she clamped her muscles tight in resistance. It was too risky to do it here, but she knew he was in control for the day. He pounded her ass real hard and it felt like forever to her.

Luckily, no neighbours came out to the corridor and Jerry was getting tired as well. The squeezes she was giving pushed him over the edge and once again, he cummed into her, but without any warming sensation from his earlier ejaculate. Once done, she let him enter her room first and followed shortly after. They stripped to their skins and collapsed onto the bed, Jerry dozing off almost immediately.

Kel decided to go for one last shot and she laid her head on his stomach, before taking his little brother into her mouth, sucking like a pacifier while it grew ever so slowly. Fighting the Z monster, his dick finally rose to the occasion and she climbed over his body, lowering her pussy over his dick and sliding down as deep as it could reach. At this angle, she could feel her G-spot getting stroked as she grind her hips.

Jerry stirred grudgingly in respond but he was just too tired to stop her. Kel then leaned on him and raised her pussy as high as she could without letting him slip out, and then slamming it against his groin, making him groan continuously. Her orgasm came within a few minutes and she just kept going for as long as her strength remained, while her body and mind got attacked by the series of climaxes.

His hips jerked senselessly, shooting nothing into her while she recovered from the last round of sex she could afford. She snuggled back into his arms, and gave him a kiss before sleeping with him. That night, she woke up to an empty bed and he was done for the day. That’s so lucky of him to have such a girl for life. Who knows more days like that could be coming?

I wonder when will such a day come for all the guys here.

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Plain Water

Jacob, a middle aged delivery man, had been sending the heavy bottles of water usually found in small offices and water dispensers. He knew most of the clients by hard and always enjoyed a close contact of those who ordered the delivery. A few days ago, he went to a shady supplier of sexual enhancement drugs and bought a bottle of aphrodisiac liquid, ready to explore a little into the dark side of his trusted services.

A new company had requested for a demonstration of the new dispenser and he was asked to send a prototype of it to the office. He unscrewed the dispenser and took out a small syringe, designed to transport a solution with anti-chlorine, and other chemicals that would make the water taste better. It was a mandatory set up and he pumped a little of the aphrodisiac into it. The appointment went as usual and the table top dispenser worked as planned, delighting the staff with the high quality of the water.

The small company of staff took a cup each and after they had a taste of it, only a female employee named Candice was left with him, learning how to operate it to control the temperature and troubleshoot whatever issues the simple device might have. The effect of the drug kicked in and she had trouble sitting still, fighting hard to ignore the temptation to relieve the tickle in her nipples and vagina.

Jacob watched closely for her reaction and the frequent brushing of her arms across her chest highlighted how well the liquid was doing. Under the table, she was pressing her fingers hard against her decent black skirt, scratching along her groin. The flushes of redness on her face made her felt warmer than usual and he knew it was time to make his move. The rest of the office were quiet, with everyone in their cubicles and a few of them excusing themselves to the toilet.

Jacob: ‘Candice, you okay? You look red.’

She arranged her fringe to the back of her ears and he went over to her side of the table, sitting on the chair next to her. His hand impulsively reached for her legs and he pulled them apart, their intimate advances hidden away from the glass windows at the back. He rolled his chair backwards until he could turn on the automatic blinds and it swung across the glass with a whine. They were now in full privacy.

Jacob grabbed the front of her neck and held her up, twisting her around to sit on his lap on the chair and his hands held both her boobs forcefully. He did not bother taping her mouth or what, but kept kneading her boobs through the padded bra. Candice resistance was proving to be futile as the drug further amplified the high she was experiencing, her mind going berserk and drowsily out of control.

Her body was demanding much more from the only guy in the room but her mind was fighting so hard against it. The fact that she was married with two children did not do anything for her either. The panties under her skirt was soaking up all the juices that had leaked from the drug and nipple stimulation. His hand reached under her skirt and felt how turned on she was, wetting his fingers so quickly for him to finger her.

He spread her legs wider over the armrest of the chair and sunk his fingers into her panties and pussy, thrusting vigorously at her unwilling slit. The juices flowed even faster and the thickness of it was very much slimy as well. After he got what he wanted, he pushed her over the edge of the long table and lifted her skirt up. Candice did not move on her own even without him holding her down.

He took the brown-coloured glass bottle and dipped his finger into it, before pushing it into her mouth, which she sucked on it hungrily, depraved of the sexual satisfaction her body needed. As his finger wriggled in her mouth, he unzipped his paint-stained pants and whipped out his aching manhood, before tugging her panties down to her knees.

Jacob rammed his dick into her sweet pussy after he guided it to the opening and held her ass firmly while he thrust against the table. The carpet on the floor quietened the noises and the soundproof doors worked well. She was massaging her own boobs as her pussy got ravaged but his thick dick, and there was no way she could regain control of herself. His mind was so hyped up by the forbidden sex he was having, and the beautiful mature body jerking on the table in front of him was a guilty reward he deserved for working tirelessly.

His dick slipped conveniently in and out of her pussy until the chain of orgasms hit her and the tightness around his dick was proving too much for him. Curiously, he dipped his finger into the bottle again and put some in his mouth. Within seconds, his dick grew even larger and Candice’s arms were flinging crazily around the table, yearning for something to hang on to. The pounding of her pussy slowed down after a long while and it was time Jacob ended his services too.

He pulled the seat closer to the table and sat on it, letting her do the bouncing over his dick, until the burst mode triggered and his dick fired the six rounds of thick hot cum into her. She did not stop moving and it kept Jacob groaning with ecstasy, overwhelmed by the sensitive dickhead and her relentless hunger for more. His dick shrank after the continuous fire and Candice was just barely done.

She turned around and squatted between his legs, taking his dick into her mouth and sucking on it for more. The cum that was in her had dripped like a broken tap out of her cunt and got onto the carpet. His dick then became the unwilling partner that got hard after her eager mouth took over. It wasn’t a blowjob to him, it was more of a mouthfuck she did without much variation or movements of her tongue, it was purely sucking and lip service.

Once his dick was up and standing, she helped him on his feet and made him sit on the table, before pushing him on his back and climbed on the table. She sat with her knees at the side of his hips and lowered her pussy over his dick, squeezing her own vagina to an impossible seal around his skin. Jacob’s mind was still numbed from her earlier stimulation of his flaccid dick but she just began bouncing on top of him.

She leaned on his body over the sweaty shirt and lifted her hips up and down over his hips. Candice kissed his neck sensually while violently milking his rod for cum. The only thing she could do was to imagine that he was her husband, and she was doing him instead. The second round lasted longer but she had been doing all the work up to this point. As his dick prepared to unload the second time, he sat upright and opened his legs. The two of them grind their asses on the table to keep pumping, connecting their privates near and far, until he was about to cum.

Jacob: ‘I’m cumming!’

She hugged him tightly and he did the same, with greater force as his hips jerked towards her to empty his balls of ammo. As his pump worked to fill her up, Candice went to his ears and nibbled on it, before whispering a phrase he would love to hear from his wife.

Candice (whispering): ‘Don’t ever let me go.’

Her pussy was filled up nicely and she got off him, falling on his empty chair and worked her fingers over her clit and pussy, pushing every drop of leaking cum back into where it belonged – inside. He too, got off the table and pulled his pants back, before using her mouth to clean up the leftover cum at his pee hole and along the shaft, where her juices were.

He poured a cup of water from the dispenser and poured a generous amount of the drug in, letting her take the final cup of addictive goodness.

Jacob: ‘I’ll call you when I need it.’

Would she obey him with that simple solution of aphrodisiac? That night, her husband was exhausted from the continuous fucking she demanded and her pussy remained filled no matter where she went, along with the daily meet ups with Jacob at her own office’s meeting room.

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Usual Day

In ancient Olympic, all male and female sportsmen ran, wrestled, and fought naked.
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Publicity.

Joanna left her house in a Tokidoki designed shirt and a plain black cotton skirt to meet her friends for lunch and movie before meeting her boyfriend later in the day. She told her boyfriend, Tim, about the plans and he asked her to go panty-less, for the first time in her life. After she pulled her skirt up to her hips, she felt how naked she was underneath, but she did not had to worry about revealing her panty line in the tight skirt.

Her friends did not notice her going commando, instead, the MRT trip to town had flashed her bare pussy to the passengers sitting opposite her while she placed her iPad on her lap to play some games. The male passengers directly across her kept glancing at her fair nether regions, and had to manage their helpless hard ons. The lunch was a hasty one and the group consisting of her male and female colleagues proceeded to the cinema.

Sitting beside the row of guys, one of her colleagues, Terry, accidentally brushed across her hips when he put his silenced phone in his pocket. He knew she wasn’t wearing anything under, as his observation started as he noticed there was no visible panty outline under her skirt. The theatre darkened and the show started. Joanna had her handbag over her lap since she knew the place would get too cold for her, on top of that, the nakedness had been bothering her too.

Terry’s hand reached to the top of her bag and the stare from her did not stop him. He flashed his iPod touch’s screen at her, showing a note ‘I know you are not wearing anything’. She frowned and pushed his hand to the side of her hips, filling up with worry about what he was going to do. He glided his palm up her skirt and slid down her cold thighs, pushing his fingers through her parallel legs.

Immediately, his pinky felt her warm pussy that had little soft pubic hair and he used his pinky to navigate between her pussy lips, finally stopping at her soft flesh. He wriggled his finger and her legs shut even more closely together. He did not stop despite the lack of space and as minutes passed, her knees widened and he could place his index and middle fingers on her clit. He massaged her sensitive spot in circles and then pushed his hand lower, diving into her moist vagina and fingering her as subtly as possible.

Instinctively, her hand went to his zip and he took his bag from under the seat, covering his lap and her hand from any nosey eyes. The zip ticked agonisingly slowly to reduce the sound and she took a while to dig into the small opening and his underwear before she pulled his dick out of his pants. There was no way it could be done without some force, but Terry could manage the pain of his dick against the metal zipper.

She stroked him as fast as she could, without too big a movement, and their minds were off the movie some time ago. She felt the climax building up very slowly, but it would come. Terry had never felt such an intense and exciting handjob before. He too could felt his dick getting longer and wider with the dizziness from the lack of blood in his brain. The urge to cum was coming much slower to him, and he knew he might not even cum when the movie ended.

Joanna was indulging in the pleasures from his fingers that she did not even remember that she had a boyfriend, she was just looking forward to the orgasm that took so long to come. Their movements were pretty much fixed but she had angled her hand in a more comfortable and effective direction. Her palm was on the bottom his dick, fingers going under his top part of his shaft. Imagine your usual masturbation grip, and turn your arm in the other direction (e.g. right handed, reach over to your left side and hold your dick, fingers should be facing the left side).

Terry had never tried that before and it felt better than how his girlfriend did it for him. Their movements remained small and undetected, until she held his hand under her bag. She opened her legs wider and he channelled his energy into his fingers, thrusting quickly until she clamped her legs tight and the juices shot into his palm. Her head dropped onto his biceps on her side and she slowly pulled his hand out of her pussy.

He was done with his job and all that was left was just laying back and enjoy her finishing move. Her hand resumed the speed after she cummed and it went swifter than before. His balls were loading the huge load of sperms and the countdown was ticking. Joanna reached singlehandedly into her bag and took out her handkerchief, slipping it under his bag for him. Her hand kept up with the handjob and in no time, his hand rested over her hand and held her still as his dick twitched and squeezed the cum out of his tube.

It spat onto her handkerchief with accuracy and she wrapped the piece of cum soaked cloth over his dick, before giving him an after-service, sending his mind into a state of blank as the wet cloth proved more slippery over his dick, that was already sensitive from the ejaculation. She continued for a while before leaving his lap and returning to her area.

Terry had more trouble cleaning himself up and putting his dick back into his underwear, but the show still had about 30 minutes to it, allowing him some time to shrivel before he tucked it back. The two of them held each others’ stained hand and finished the movie tired and lost from the distracting intimate contact. The group dispersed after the show and she went on to meet her boyfriend at his place.

Needless to say, Tim made sure she experience her first outdoor tryst, bringing her exhibitionist nature out of her inner devil and followed by the whole night of mindless sex.

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In Her Sleep

Jossie and I were in the library studying for our last paper for our poly exams. I was extremely bad in programming but she, on the other hand, was born for it. We spent the whole morning since the library opened and she merely accompanied me cause I asked. If not, she would have been sleeping at home, fully prepared for the paper. My deadline was tomorrow, 8am, and I wasn’t going to take any chances.

Shortly after we started, she rested on her arms after making some space on the messy table to continue her sleep while I kept typing away on my laptop to make a simple program from scratch. I planned to work with the first ever assignment given, to the harder ones at the end. Stacks of guilty wasteful papers with codes were printed, thankful for the free printing credit the school gave.

A short while later, she snored and I nudged her, worried that librarians would hear it and stop her from sleeping. She raised her heavy head and went back to sleep, after making sure she did not drool on the table. I was so distracted with not failing. Right then, her body moved and murmurs were heard. Our table was all the way into the library in one corner and there was no one else around at that time. I figured no one would bother even if she was louder.

Her legs were folded on the chair, and I had all the liberty to admire her body. She wore a pair loose sports shorts that was slightly higher grade than FBTs, with a drawstring at the navel. It was some kind of soft cotton pants. With her body slouching forward, I could look from the side at her red underwear that peeked out, presumingly to me too. Her body started moving frequently and hot breaths and the sounds she made had changed to a soft and sensual one. One of her hand removed itself from under her forehead and she placed it on her groin, blocking the view of her panties from me.

Had she found out? I worked on my program and took long glances at her whenever she moaned. The hand on her shorts was kneading her pussy and she was losing herself in slumber. A good hour of weird movements later, she raised her head slowly and looked out of the window, using the hand on her shorts earlier to check the area around her mouth and she finally turned her flushed face to me.

Me: ‘Jossie, are you alright? Your face is red.’

She did unfold her legs but later crossed it after trying to adjust her shorts and took out her pocket mirror to check her hair.

Me: ‘You were sort of making weird noises in your sleep. Like you’re moaning. Did you have a wet dream?’

She kept the mirror and pulled her laptop to get onto Facebook without looking or replying me. A few glances on my screen and she knew I was screwed for being stuck with the program from the beginning of the semester. I watched in horror as my laptop was dragged to the area of the table between her and I, and the sounds of my keyboard being whacked hard and fast made it worse.

Jossie: ‘I had a dream earlier.’
Me: ‘Okay. Nice dream? Of me passing the paper?’

Whatever sounds she made could just be a coincident, since I was no dream master. I wouldn’t know what came into her. I crossed my legs and turned towards her, watching her correct my mistakes while lazily leaning her head against the wall with a bored look. I placed my hand on her knee and just had to ask.

Me: ‘What did you dream of?’

She took some time to reply, but it was an honour to hear what she said. It made me smile, and pushed me towards crazy.

Jossie: ‘You.. We.. made out.’

My palm shifted down her thigh and journeyed towards her pussy without a hiccup. She did not resist either. Once I arrived at the opening, I lifted the soft material upwards with my index finger and continued into her shorts. The moment I touched the wet panties, I understood her dream. It was more than making out with our lips. But I did not know how much further we went.

I reversed my advances, and dug into her panties this time, before she grabbed my arm. Did she see someone? We were sitting at the corner, facing the shelves of books and empty tables before us. I was so caught up with watching her expression that I forgot to keep a look out. She pulled the other hand away from my keyboard and took her laptop pouch to cover her legs. Her hands returned to my laptop and I heaved a sigh of relief.

Her fleshy wet folds was so soft to the touch, smooth without much of a prick.

Me: ‘You just shaved?’
Jossie: ‘Every morning.’

Okay. So she wasn’t ready for this. But she is now. I teased her clit by moving my fingers in circles, around her complex flaps of labia, only focusing on the clit after I did my orientation tour. Her body arched twice at my probing and her feet dropped to the ground. Her legs were spread behind the laptop cover and my hand behind was pretty obvious, to anyone if there was even anyone around. I poked my finger into her love hole and slowly inched deeper with every thrust. Like a typist, only my middle finger moved at her sensitive entrance.

One of her hand reached over the cover and pushed my finger even deeper, hinting to me to start what I had intended to. My hand reached further into her panties and I began thrusting the full length of my middle finger into her. She typed faster with the extra motivation and pushed my laptop back to my area, before placing her head on the table again, to look like she was sleeping. I did not hear her moaning nor making any noises, but her pussy was really drooling with excitement.

Her fingers clenched into a fist and she turned her head sideways to look at me, frowning real hard before she closed her eyes for the shiver I felt in my hand. One of her hand had returned to the laptop pouch and she pushed against the back of my hand that had its finger inside her to stop moving while she orgasmed with a small jerk of extra liquid flowing out of her pussy. Only after she stopped the shudder, she relaxed her pressure on the laptop pouch and I paused for a while longer.

Being a cheeky guy, I quickly rammed another finger that was wet with her juices into the same hole and she gasped. This time, I made sure to use the muscles in my forearm to ram into her unexpecting pussy and she responded by using both her hands to stop me while raising both her feet to the edge of the chair and clamping my fingers in her.

Me: ‘Okok, I get it. Let me go.’

She opened slightly and I removed my hand from her shorts, taking the laptop pouch to the table. She took a wet tissue from her bag and wiped the area around her thighs, that had a trail of juices while I exited her privates. Returning to her laptop, she surfed Facebook for a while before she handed another piece of wet wipes to me.

Jossie: ‘Wipe yours clean.’
Me: ‘Wipe what clean? .. Oh!’

I double checked for any passing people before reaching into my loose basketball shorts, to wipe my tiny stub clean. Although it was tiny then, the thoughts of why she asked me to do it turned it into a light sabre and lengthened itself for the battle. She placed the laptop cover on my lap after I was done putting the wipe on the table. Jossie then took the wipe and stuffed it into her panties, before whispering into my ear.

Jossie (whispering): ‘Wipe me clean too.’

She reached into my shorts stroke it slowly while I reach for her waistband, from where the drawstrings were. I untied it and slipped all the way down to the wipes and I pushed it out from the sides of her panties.

Me (whispering): ‘I’ll empty the wetness into your panties first.’

She gave a slow smile and continued jerking me while I fingered her. Our guts were so sure no one was looking that I was slapping my palm around her pussy while my fingers darted in and out of her. She pulled my waistband down to look at it, then at the area in front of us, and let her head reach for my dick. Sucking it hard and then going up and down at her own pace, which was considered to be dangerously fast. She was basically mouth fucking me! In the open!

I couldn’t fight my urge to hold her head and my free hand dug into her scalp, forcing her lower down my shaft. It did not take long before our sanity returned and she gave a final slow exit to end the blowjob. Her hand took over the job and she went hyper speed, driving my body into twitches and sent my dick throbbing with redness.

My arm did not just let her manipulate me, I forced the extra speed through my arm and finger fucked her as deep as I could, getting an orgasm in return for my effort. She jerked my hand out of her panties and put it into my shorts as well, exposing my dick in the open. My shorts was so low I would have problems pulling it back if anyone did appeared.

Me: ‘I’m cumming!’

Her two hands interlocked and kept going without slowing down. Finally, I felt death and I grabbed her head, pulling it down to my groin. There was resistance at first, but it was probably the shock that delayed her. Her mouth went over my dick and her hands broke free, she bobbed her head a few times with a tight sucking sensation coupled with her agile tongue warming the base of my shaft.

I pressed her head down as I jerked my body out of control, erupting into her sweet looking mouth, filling it with so much cum she had to tap on my thighs. It did not have that many shots as I would expect but I felt truly empty. She sealed her lips around my dick and let it slid out of her mouth, cleaned and drained of anymore goodness.

She turned her face towards me and grabbed the back of my head around the neck area, turning it towards her. Our eyes were locked in each others’ gaze. She let her lips opened slightly to push the mouthful of cum for a display and then taking it back, before swallowing it in a brave gulp. She swallowed a few more times before planting her lips onto mine, forcing her tongue into my mouth and we french-kissed without holding back for a minute or so.

At the end of the day, there’s work needed to be done and she had somehow found the energy to stay awake and taught me whatever shortcuts she thought up herself. We only stopped for lunch and toilet breaks throughout the day and finally we parted ways at dinner time.

The memories were sure to be imprinted on my brain, but the soaked red G-string that I found in my laptop bag was the key to remembering our wild attempt for a lifetime. We no longer meet up after poly, but we still had each others’ numbers and would get together when we needed it. It wasn’t a meet up to me, it was more of.. Connecting People.