Author: J
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Boyfriend’s Bed
Written by J. On behalf of a fifteen year old who knew the difference between sex and love. She was blessed with a loving and understanding boyfriend, which was also her age.
I missed the smell of him, the soft bed sheets, and the comfortable S$3.50 pillow which I can sink my head in, all on his bed. Well, the pillow is just a temporary holding spot until he is back, then my head would be back onto his chest, listening to the quickening heartbeat as I slide my hand across his firm tummy, and pausing at the elastic band of his boxers. I would wait for him, to tilt my head up to his lips, and give me a peck, either on the forehead or lips.
Boyfriend: ‘You’re so naughty.’
My pussy was wet the moment he removed his cotton white Espirit shirt minutes ago, plus his cold thighs made it even more sensitive as I moved my hips up and down gently. I loved grinding my pussy between his legs. Hope the smoothness did get his attention.
Girlfriend: ‘Shhh.. close your eyes..’
He closed his eyes and my hand continued on the journey to the south, until my pinky touched the pre-cum oozing out of his pee hole. My fingers then get brushed along until they had a good grip on his shaft. By then, his boxers had been tugged lower and out of the way, for his well-deserved manhood massage. My palm then begin the gentle, non-skin-tugging handjob, slow, but pushing all his right buttons. Fellow girls, it’s very important to watch his breathing and grasp as it would reflect on how good he is feeling. Know that dryness causes friction too, which doesn’t feel too great if got too warm.
I dragged my heavy head in the direction of the warm lollipop, and went down on him like how a perfect girlfriend should. His saltish pre-cum was bearable and I knew I had to keep going, coating his dick with generous servings of saliva. Deep throating wasn’t too bad with him either, he was neither too long nor short for me, gagging, but not choking. Guess that was how I got more of my oral lubricant onto him. Once nicely coated and dripping, I climbed over his hips and positioned his dick at my opening, which was wet without any contact from him. I didn’t want to remove my thongs though, Lazy girlfriend? Nah, maybe I’m just shy of letting him watch how his dick spread my pussy lips.
It was my first time with him, and he was always the one trying to put it in me while I lie there, waiting for my body to accept him, which failed many times. This time, I think ‘taking’ my own virginity is more acceptable. I relaxed myself on him, and could feel his ‘head’ spreading my hole wider.. and wider. It did hurt a little, but not too bad that I had to jump away. I kept lowering myself till his shaft (which was slimmer than the mushroom) came in time to relieve a little of the pain. At least the head is in, and I’m tired from the slow-mo penetration. Not ready to give up now, I took a breathe and continued consuming him.
My ‘untouched’ tunnel was unexplored, probably because his cock was longer than his fingers, which.. is normal right? His penis pried it open, my body responded in shock, trying to close and force the foreign object out. But he held me by my thighs, calming me with his warm hands. The following minutes were the longest in my life, probably moving in nanometers (if there was even doable), my vagina was so hot and dripping wet, and relaxing and tightening, totally lost on how to handle this thick, hot stick, delivering both pleasure and shock at the same time, among the slight pain.
Every moment, the pain would get lesser, but that ‘every moment’ lasts longer as he went deeper. He was as tired as I, and moving my hips up and down to ease the pain simply didn’t work. I know that would be recommended, like sliding in and out, going deeper with every stroke. But do you guys know my body (maybe a few other girls’ too?) would just ‘close’ or tighten back the moment his dick went outwards, and it would be like back to square one. Whose virgin pussy would complain about the relieve of ‘exiting’? On the other hand, it would mean he could live the whole experience of penetrating a virgin over and over again right?
We just kept going until my butt finally touched his hips, about 10 minutes. After I got it in, I couldn’t move, nor felt like getting up. I came so far to put it in, and taking it out is a no-no. I moved my hips up and down to get a feel of sex for the first time, and it felt good. But not as good as when I tried to slide my hips forward and backwards, noticing that it made him crazy too. I went with the latter and the pain got better as my pussy got used to his width and length.
The hour following that, we just fucked our brains out, cumming times after times, addicted to the never-ending waves of orgasms as long as I kept going. He told me he was tired, but I could still feel his stamina and strength in me. Maybe he really was, but I kept going until I was tired as well. By then, he was just a cumshot away from a deep sleep.
Girlfriend: ‘You want to shoot inside me?’
Boyfriend: ‘Crazy ah?’
Girlfriend: ‘Yahh.’
I did the other position which placed me in a squatting position, while I lifted myself up and down on his dick, pumping his rifle for a crazy three minutes before he unloaded in me, thick, warm and filling, right to the brim. I removed myself off him and oh my, his load was hard to hold in, dripping all over his sheets. I lay beside him and closed my legs together, falling into sleep sideways beside him.
Good morning guys, time for us to sleep now.
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Girl’s Adventure
This was meant to be a secret, but oh well, who could guess who this girl was right? Hint? She was a writer too. Anyway, she said I was the first person she knew online, which had gotten her number. Yes, she gave it to me, and we managed to speak on the phone for a while. Sweet voice, a little deep, but mature sounding. Definitely didn’t sound like a seventeen in college. I know camera phones were not allowed in camps, but I was Whatsapping her as I worked and we decided to meet, for just once in our lives.
Maybe she had friends whom she could have fun with, and I have my baby which could satisfy my needs. But there was nothing more exciting than randomly meeting someone for sex right? We weren’t strangers, nor soul mates, so it appeared okay to us about this one night stand. Our messaging soon got kinky and I could tell she was wet even though we haven’t met. My hardness was all in the texts, and every phrase had words like ‘sex’, ‘fuck’, ‘nipples’, ‘dick’ in it.
Carine (SMS): Let’s try it at the Heavy Vehicle Carpark behind my house.
Me (SMS): Outdoor? Haha. Anywhere you say girl. I can’t wait.
It was my first time at such a huge carpark, but it wasn’t too hard to find the entrance she depicted. I went in and searched for a huge truck which carried sand, since she said she would meet me there. Only a quarter of the illuminating lamps by the sides were switched on, the rest disabled for energy conservation. The lorry was found at about three rows behind the entrance and I waited behind the vehicle. Since the back was dark and seemed scary, I hid myself to give her a scare.
Me (SMS): C64.
Carine (SMS): Reaching.
In the shadows, I could see a neck length black-haired girl approaching, in a pink low-cut V neck shirt, with a short black skirt, that was about six inches above from her knees. She searched around the sand truck but was too afraid to venture in. Her back then faced me and began typing on her phone again, probably to find out where I was. I could even catch whiffs of her perfume as the winds blew.
I sneaked up behind her and held my phone close to her ears as it rang. *Ding ding* and I whispered ‘Hey’. She got a shock and gave me a hard slap on the chest, screaming ‘Humph!’ loudly. The cute expression on her face was unforgettable, with the light make up she put on, the mascara complimented her face perfectly, bringing all the attention to her eyes.
Me: ‘Why are we meeting here?’
Carine: ‘Cause I want to try doing in this.’
By ‘this’, she meant the monster machine beside us, emptied of sand, and armoured with reinforced steel for strength to handle the weight. Tapered to absorb impact, and thickened for longevity. I had no idea what to expect inside, no one had. However, the sky was a sight to behold. Maybe it knew what was coming.
Carine: ‘Come.’
She walked to the other side of the vehicle and started climbing on the thin steps of the ladder by the side.
Carine: ‘Quick!’
She hushed to me as I was looking out, urging me to start climbing as well. With me right below her, I had to see where I went right? So, I had no choice but to look up into the full glory of her upskirt. The only light nearby was warm yellow in colour, projecting from a distance onto our two tiny figures in the dark.
Smooth gluteus muscles formed the firm, yet fair butt, and between the tender sheets was the oyster, carrying the pearl of untold pleasure. I had the luxury of time to look at her pussy closely as she was going up the ladder wearing heels, not able to take more than one step a time. Her slit opened a little with each step and was even a moist, if I interpreted it correctly.
Carine: ‘See enough already?’
Taking advantage of my eyes which were glued to her little piece of meat, she caught me red handed and we hastened into the container. As it had these two flaps lowered, it didn’t get into the way I thought it would. We descended a second set of steps and found ourselves stranded. It was clean, free of sand, and dust, and rust, unlike the exterior, which was dirty and rusting. I was in my shorts and shirts then, but I was intending to get her help to remove my clothes.
As Carine silent her phone, I creep up to her and hugged her from the back, fondling her breasts. There was no bra as I caressed them easily, unobstructed, fully bouncing in my hands. I didn’t even noticed her erected nipples as I was watching her legs and face. She pushed me off after giving me a short french kiss and pulled her top off, then undoing the strings that secured her skirt.
After she was done, she came over and undid my shorts while I folded my shirt into a neat stack. With the both of us naked under the stars, I held her face and kissed her. Her lips reacted by splitting open, and taking my tongue into her mouth, sucking on it gently. Our tongue action were seriously sexier than sex itself, but we couldn’t just stop there right? We peeled away from each other and laid our clothes on the cold metal sheet.
Carine: ‘Lie down?’
Me: ‘No. You lie down.’
She listened and I continued kissing her, slowing moving to her neck, chest, and took a few moments with the two peaks, sucking them into attention. My tongue wet her breasts, to her belly button, and down between her thighs, sampling the glimmer in the light. It was really her juice, and it shouldn’t go to waste. The tip of my tongue focused on her clit while my fingers carried out the exploration into her. As I ‘searched’ around, her pussy tightened and got even wetter to push my fingers out. The random squeezing was all that I was looking for, to have my dick enjoy.
I went back to kissing her after a while and blindly aimed for her vagina entrance. She stopped and looked at me in the eyes, quite seriously.
Carine: ‘Your turn. Lie down?’
I listened and lay on my back on the warmed clothes, basking in the moonlight and twinkling stars. Her tongue and lips followed the same itinerary and took over my dick, engulfing it in a mix of coldness and warmth. Somehow, she was the first to have incorporated the use of teeth into a blowjob. Her lower set of teeth was scratching along the underside, which was in full swing to feel everything and anything. Her tongue was right behind her teeth, but she did wrapped her upper teeth with her lips, making it soft and comfortable for my shaft. Whatever she did was incredible, a sudden increase in rhythm and my dick was so close to cumming. Again, she knew the effectiveness and could read the signs that I was cumming, so she stopped.
I gave the space back to her and tried penetrating again. This time, with a well lubricated dick, I had no trouble gliding it in. But there was one issue though. I had no condoms.
Me: ‘I have no condoms with me.’
Carine: ‘Don’t worry. Later you pull out and shoot?’
Me: ‘What if I missed and shoot inside?’
Carine: ‘It’s still my safe period.. but I’ll know. I can tell.’
Me: ‘Okay.’
I had no other option but to trust her. My hips fired away and pistoned into her pussy, juicing her like a juicer. Putting in my cucumber and getting juices in return. It was quick, wild and horny. Her soft moans were echoing around the four metal walls, but it wasn’t too loud either. The thought of someone’s clothes would be wet couldn’t be cared less for, she was tight at the right pressure, warm at the right temperature. I had no time lasting long with her.
Carine was grabbing my biceps, holding on for her life as her mind plummet into limbo, drowning in pleasure and probably ecstasy. I soon got tired and asked to switch position. She wearily got on her hands and legs, relaxing as much as she could while I took a breather. Holding her waist firmly, I slammed her butt towards me and my dick went in with one stroke, making her head tilt up in shock. Her attempts to slow me down didn’t work as I could lie on top of her and continue fucking. It wasn’t the first time she did doggie, but it did feel different from the rest, unexplainable difference.
I hammered her with all my might, turning my deprivation into the force, acting on the natural occurrence of the push and pull motion. She loved how each fuck session ended this way. One moment, filling her pussy with thick warm meat, and the next having the juiciness of it all in her mouth, savouring the goodness.
As I felt the energy gathering in my testicles, I sped up and even felt her pussy tightening and convulsing, which was all I was looking forward to.
Me: ‘I’m cumming!’
Carine quickly turned around and blew me while sitting on her calves. Her wonderful mouth got my muscles working in no time to cum into her mouth. Like a routine, she swallowed it and licked up whatever was oozing out of my dick. She was horny and wet, but decided that she had her share of fun. We cleaned up and laid on our clothes for a while before dressing up. There was no more next time, and this session of wild sex was more than enough to last a lifetime.
Carine (SMS): Shhh.. our little secret.
Mike was a dancer, who had a wonderful girlfriend. Normal looking, caring and thoughtful. She was proud of his interest, as it kept him fit and toned, making her the happiest girl for occasional couple outings with her friends.
Okay, back to Mike. He had always been comfortable among his female dancers, although a few of them were crazy about him, he kept the lines very clear. He’s just a dancer with a decent girlfriend whom he loved a lot. Other than being in his dance company for the most years, his age of 20 also made him the youngest in the school.
Everything was fine until Jessica came along, one of the youngest, and fittest dancer made her famous quickly. At the age of 16, she had won a few prestigious awards and finally decided to join the dance school Mike is in.
From the moment she entered the school, all eyes were on her. You would be thinking she would be a rich man’s daughter, only dressing in well-known clothes. Well, you’re wrong. The air around her was filled with intelligence and humility. Her clothes were simple, but her figure of a well-balanced body of fats to muscles ratio, which was impossible to achieve, filled out whatever she wore nicely. Anyone could tell that her facial features IS the golden ratio, enhanced by the self-applied make up, gentle yet perfect.
Mike too, had a glance at her, and resumed his workouts. But that glance he gave her, met her eyes and got Jessica’s attention. No one would imagine her to be a temptress nor slut, for it was too impossible for her to be.
*He’s mine now.*
Jessica knew she could get any guy she wanted, but she knew Mike would be a good challenge with a nice reward. Mike’s personal room was a few corners from her, but the school isn’t quite huge to begin with. So they had frequent meets, with simple greetings from a nod, progressing to verbal contact within days.
Jessica: ‘Mike, would you be taking part for the upcoming play?’
Mike: ‘Of course I will be. I’ve been training late nights for that. Has been my goal for this semester.’
Lessons ended at eight that night, leaving the rest of the opening hours to the few studious ones, for personal training. Jessica knew when Mike finished and popped into his room as he was removing his top.
Jessica: ‘Mike?’
Mike: ‘Yeah?’
He turned around just in time to catch her light floral gown drop onto the floor. Having seen girls done that a couple of times, he continued with his stripping down.
Mike: ‘I have a girlfriend. And I love her very much. Sorry to disappoint.’
Ready to watch her exit the room, he placed his shorts on the bed and turned around. And Jessica was there, on his bed, masturbating, circling the tip of her fingers at the clit.
Jessica: ‘I know.’
She then slipped her silky finger between the labia, making a squishing sound as she pushed it in, squeezing a drop of translucent liquid out. Spreading her legs wider, her fingers worked hard, going in and out.
Mike: ‘Oh shit!’
He jumped across the bed and locked the door. Jessica then turned her body to face him, clearly illuminating her body with a glow from the overhead fluorescent lights. Spreading her salivating pussy lips apart, she sent a clear message.
Man, you can’t imagine how much was running through Mike’s mind. He was drawn between respect and temptation. His girlfriend will never be this fun, but it was obvious he wouldn’t give up his girl for a moment of pleasure. Summoning all the blood back from his bulge, he turned away, not before she broke his thought.
Jessica: ‘You know? This thing between us? Will only stay in this room. I need it as much as you need her.’
*It? Does she mean sex or a dick? Either way, it meant the same. But her? She knows I have a girlfriend*
Taking his chance, he went on his knees and lapped Jessica’s sweet syrup like a puppy. Drinking her juice in small sips. Quickly removing his Levi’s underwear, he pulled Jessica to the edge, where his hungry dick will go between her legs. He sank into her glistering love hole and felt a brand new sense of tightness, eighth heavens (if there were), unusual amount of wetness to make his dick grow inside of her. He only felt one thing, his mind going numb and blank. The next thing he remembered, was his hips moving, stroking his member along her walls.
Jessica’s tightness was perfect, in fact, better than his girlfriend’s, which was too tight and overwhelming. Mike pounded the daylights out of himself, resisting and controlling his ejaculation. She didn’t just owned him as of then, she also got him addicted to ‘school’. That huge cock pushing in and out of her was mind blowing. She thought her pussy was going to break, since he gets a little rougher whenever he controls.
After fifteen minutes of pumping in missionary and doggy, Jessica’s body couldn’t take the extended period pleasure she had been exposed herself to.
Jessica: ‘Mike, Mike. Can you cum already?’
Mike: ‘Now? Alright. In a while.’
Energizer bunny had just been turned on. He went crazy on her, going at such dangerous TPMs (Thrusts Per Minute), Jess constantly went into a cycle of unconsciousness and orgasms. The patch on the bed was getting bigger, well, not like Mike sleeps there. He gave his final few thrusts and chambered his rounds for delivery.
One swift stroke and he hammered the depth out of her, waiting for two seconds, and the waves of cum flowed into her, pumping his veins-covered-shaft. The warmth of his sperms and the feeling it being channeled into her pussy was unbelievable. It was more soothing than anything she had.
The two got dressed and went home quickly, leaving the stained sheets to the room keepers. A little additional information? Jessica did put on her panties after that, but his cum was too much for her and held in place by the bear-designed undies. The problem was she was still getting wetter with every step she took, lubricating her slit with cum as she opened and closed her legs.
No one saw her dripping right? And I meant dripping, not flowing down her smooth long legs.
