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Sweetly

Marianna and I arranged to meet after a long time since we graduated from NYP. Since she stayed in Tampines, and I had no plans for the day, I went over and met her. Not before she changed the venue to Pasir Ris’ eHub at the last minute.

Me: ‘Woah Anna. So long never see you, slim down a lot huh.’

And I really meant a lot. She wasn’t fat to begin with, just a tummy and wider thighs. She worked herself out in gyms and yoga classes till she was this gorgeous. Somehow, I couldn’t get my eyes off her 24 inch waist she kept bragging to me about how much she went through to get it. Oh, I haven’t even describe what she wore that day, a low cut white top and a light cotton pink skirt.

Marianna: ‘You too. Haha. Much more macho after going into army ah. Hehe. Totally tempting.’

What did she mean? Hmm. Maybe something is going to happen after all. We walked closely and updated each other about our lives. She had really changed to another person, full of confidence and laughter. She would be a girl any guy would enjoy talking to and might even make a good girlfriend too.

Marianna: ‘Oh wait wait. I wanna get a bikini!’

And she pulled my hand into one of the small shops along Downtown East. Taking her time hopping around the hangers, and occasionally placing the sets against herself, checking and asking me if it looked alright.

I mean.. How can she look not good? Her figure would only drop jaws, all that’s required was a dress or less on her.

Marianna: ‘How’s this?’

She pulled out a hanger sideways from a row of colorful swimwear. It was purple, matching halter top and bottom. Her sweet smile would melt anyone. Not just guys. She liked purple, and it wasn’t that weird to be in for a piece of clothing to go into the waters with.

Me: ‘I like it. Will this be your final choice?’

Marianna: ‘Yupp! This shall be it.’

She took it to the changing room and starting stripping, piece by piece her clothed fell to the floor, which was uncovered by the curtains. Finally, her black bra and her feet disappear for the panties. It was sure damn sexy to imagine her stripping and finally dropping her g-string onto the floor.

A few minutes later, she drew open the curtains, showing off her body in the bikini. All I could do was to gasp and nod. And she got it.

She went back behind and dressed up quickly to complete her purchase. We then went for a walk around the whole place before she wanted to find a place to sit. Somewhere that was quiet and undisturbed. The stairs.

We went to scout for a stairway that is far from public access and sat there, chatting about my army things.

Marianna: ‘Umm. Hold on. I think I need to take out my contacts. It’s dry.’

She took out her contact case and removed them. Placing it back into her bag and taking a pair of huge cute glasses.

Marianna: ‘We’re staying here for a while right? I’ll rest my eyes for a while. And I’m blind!’

Well, her degrees were as high as eight hundred. Might as well claim herself blind. She closed her eyes and rested her head at the railings. It was a tempting sight to behold. Her soft luscious lips, and peaceful sleepy eyes. I shifted my body in front of her and lightly touched her lips with mine.

Her eyes opened wide and looked at me. I didn’t know what to do all of a sudden, just staring back at her and did not move an inch. Her hands then went to the back of my head and held me tighter against her face, her tongue responded. It was a small, wet, excited tongue that was happy to meet my thick, wide one. We frenched for a while before her hand went between my thighs, pulling down on the loose shorts along with my underwear.

Me: ‘Anna, you are so hot in this (while I roamed her body with my hands) you’re melting me.’

Marianna: ‘And wetting me with you melts.’

With our lips still interlocked, she went down a step and started preparing my rod for a good licking down. A little peck later, her lips separated from mine and met the other ‘me’. Working from the sides, I could feel her tongue running all over, coating it wet. Her lips then wrapped around it and went down deep into her warm mouth, squeezing me with every stroke in and out. Every once and then, her throat will give me a treat and the tongue would twirl in rounds around the head, all I could do was moan and find things to grab.

A few minutes later, I lifted her head up and she came back up the step to sit beside. My turn to go down a step, and her legs opened for me, revealing her black g-strings with crystal studs near the edge of the bigger patch ;) There wasn’t really the need to remove it, since it was almost non-existent. I slipped two of my fingers into the dripping cunt and she took it all in without effort. Shaved, smooth, beauty.

My fingers took its time and explored as much as I could, probing, feeling, scratching, wriggling into every unknowns. She was surely enjoying it as she gasped and struggled to relieve the tickles and overwhelming pleasure. Within twenty minutes, she had to stop me and complained that she couldn’t take my teasing anymore.. and require something warmer, harder and longer. She turned around and faced me, while I moved two more steps down to the landing, she slid down my face and realising it does have a nice ‘after shower’ smell, I took a taste of her juice and sure enough, smelled just like her.

Me: ‘You are sure wild.’

Marianna: ‘And you aren’t any bad either. Rawr!’

Marianna: ‘You know, you’re the second guy to have fucked me, apart from my ex.’

I had never expected her to get so wild and daring, probably given her figure, it would look good on CCTV footage too, and might even be better than Tammy’s. A girl who used to be innocent and would get shy around guys, now became someone so open. Almost first blood, second wasn’t too bad. :)

Her hips continued descending with help from the handrails until she was right above my dick. Aiming it at the opening, she sat down and engulfed the whole thing in somewhat felt like a wet, warmth, tight, mind-numbing sensation. I couldn’t move much since it felt like my balls were ready to blow anytime. She wrapped her hands around my neck and started moving up and down, well, I had to say, it was quite intense, the slapping of our thighs were echoing across the levels, and it wasn’t that bad since the full length of it were just standing there for her to enjoy.

However, the back and forth motion following, was seriously, an overload on my mind. It was like using my dick as a scrub, moving everywhere, scrapping and brushing along every corner of her pussy, triggering all the neurons in my brain to climax already. I had to hold it in with all my might, both physically and mentally until she popped the question, which would make guys smile and unload.

Marianna: ‘Are you cumming soon sweetie? I can’t take it anymore!’

All the while sliding across my thighs back and forth, trying to keep her gaze on me. A heave and I pushed every inch into her, working all my pumps to get every drop inside, making sure my soldiers found a home, for a short while. She wasn’t on the pill, nor there was a rubber between us. But no one was worried. Her vacuum sucked every bit of life out of me as she got up, leaving me weak and dazed.

It was one hell of a wild outdoor sex for me! She cleaned herself up, douching with Vagisil wash, and helping me wash mine in it too. Well, we wet the floor with all sorts of liquids and fluids, but it was worth it. The risk, the fun, everything. We got dressed and we continued for a meal, full of teasing under the table, before going for the movie ‘Hangover 2’. Oh, and fingering her with my cum inside was quite kinky and sticky. :p

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Teens In Love

Stacey: ‘How long will it take?’

Matt: ‘Depends on how good you are?’

Fourteen year old Stacey was Matt’s  girlfriend, and Matt wasn’t all that old either, a smart fifteen year old athlete. He was at her place for a quickie, and he doesn’t stay close to her too. Both Stacey’s parents were out and only her maid was in, well.. she brought a guy home for breakfast, in her room. It was definitely a new experience for them as they decided to do it at the stairs of her condo, which no one would use and will stay free from disturbance.

Matt: ‘You’re so sexy in this.’

Stacey: ‘You, just surprised me and I can’t change to anything proper! My mum would find out if I wore new clothes.’

What could be more seducing than a sweet young body in a red translucent laced nightie? Of course, with an oversized jacket to cover herself, bra-less and the Hello Kitty design at the back of her pink underwear. And in her hands, a seven inch long throbbing meat slab full of life and vigor. It was comical the first time she saw though.

Stacey thought it was sexy and normal for girls to seduce their guys especially when it comes to sexual fun for the first time. So she slipped her hand into his shorts and giggled when she touched something soft and small, she removed his shorts quickly to watch it grow. She wasn’t alone when she did it with Matt then, Noelle was there with her boyfriend – to have sex, right next to them. Well, what was a better place than hotels? Since the two of them always wanted to go to his place to see and try out the king size bed.

Soon, his penis grew beyond her palm width and her fingers no longer can wrap around the two inch thick anaconda. Approximate length? Seven inches. Both Noelle and her boyfriend’s jaws dropped, but Noelle’s mind was on a different wavelength, her eyes showed more of, temptations to try it, than being in awe.

Noelle: ‘Oh my god. Stacey, you’re the luckiest girl in the world.’

Stacey was still a virgin, and Matt was her second boyfriend, quite a perfect one too. She didn’t know what to do for their first make out, except what Noelle taught her, to put some lubricant (this time more) and stroke it till he cums. That was the first time she came in contact with a dick, and Matt was gentleman enough to not frighten her with that white load from him, and showed her the world of pleasure, both receiving and giving.

Okay, back to story.

Two teens, standing in a corner, in a dark staircase. Stacey squatted down and gave him a lick-tease, before devouring it with her mouth, going as deep as she could take it. And Matt did had a surprise too, there was no gag reflex from her even though it went some distance down her throat. Seems that when Stacey was younger, she was anorexic, forcing herself to slim down till she lost the reflex. And now, she enjoys the slim figure every girl wants, and does sports, and has her seven inch toy to enjoy.

Her throat took every stroke well, there was no bit of teeth hitting his rod, and it felt so heavenly he thought he was in the heavens. She stopped after five minutes to breath after she went down on him for so long.

Stacey: ‘Matt, can I just use my hands?’

Matt: ‘Yes yes, stace. I think you did enough. It felt awesome.’

As her hands work their way up and down, lubricated by her saliva from the blowjob, he slipped his hand under her nightie and went into her panties. Rubbing on her clit in a super fast pace and in random directions, he made her squeal and tremble as she held onto his dick, stroking it in randomly paces as well. His fingers were fast, strong, and consistent, never once in the twenty minutes of quickie he got tired. Instead, Stacey was the one who had to rest as she handled the overpowering clitoral orgasms. Even sprawling on the floor and convulsing, Matt was the kind of boyfriend who would hug her till the orgasmic attack was over.

Finally, after a good long time, they sat on the stairs tired and she continued to use her hands and mouth, until she felt a rumbling in his sensitive testicles.

Stacey: ‘I think you’re cumming. Umm.. oh no.. where do you want to shoot?’

Now, this was unplanned. She haven’t learnt to swallow, and he doesn’t know if she should try. But if there is a time to try, it’s right then. So Matt made the suggestion as calmly as he could, though she could tell he was excited when he told her.

Matt: ‘In your mouth? You want to try?’

She immediately sat back on the steps and placed her mouth at the unloading bay while her hands continued running along the shaft, using the saliva dripping to lubricate it. Within a minute, she felt the balls shrink and the thick pipeline under his shaft pushed a big load out into her mouth, and it was not just one mouthful. One gulp down her throat, and the second one was simply too much, she pulled her overflowing mouth away and covered his pee hole with her free hand as she tried to prevent the thick hot white cum from spraying everywhere, which most of it got saved in her palm.

Her other hand was at her mouth, holding herself back to swallow and not to puke. The drama took a whole five minutes before Stacey calmed down and wiped her mouth clean. The whole floor wrecked, covered in both their bodily fluids and sweat.

Stacey: ‘Matt.. I did it.’

Matt: ‘Yes you did. Thank you. I love you sweetie.’

Stacey did it, swallowing one and a half mouthful of his cum, and did gave him the most rewarding release ever. They sat by another flight of steps and spoke openly about their sexual lives, before meeting each other. Fact is, Matt never masturbated before, though he do get hard from watching porn. Stacey never touched herself nor felt pleasure before, and she suspected her hymen was broken a year ago from some sports.

Nothing can go wrong with a perfect boyfriend, and a sweet and understanding girlfriend.

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I Wet It

Stephanie was in my arms, cuddling as she was tired from her training last few days. We had no intention of having sex, nor petting. All that’s on my mind is to hug her to sleep. As we removed our bottoms for more comfort.. well, I couldn’t resist a hard on when I saw her in her grey tube, in a pair of denim shorts. Spoiler? She just lives two blocks away from me. Probably no one saw her in that, and since we stayed close, she didn’t wear anything underneath either. And that always makes me hard.

She pulled my boxers down after she removed her skirt and she wrapped her thighs around mine, tempting me with the ‘accidental’ rubbing  of her smooth shaven pussy. I slept for what seemed a lot time before she opened her legs and pulled herself away from me, but did not totally get out of bed. I didn’t pay much attention to her since she might just be reaching out for her cellphone or her water bottle.

A few minutes later, I heard her moaning and felt her thighs and body trembling. With my eyes closed, I couldn’t help but give in to my curious mind.

Me: ‘Steph? Are you masturbating?’

Stephanie answered in a sexy voice, in a tone that  was similar to her soft moans, while her busy hand continued the work between her legs.

Stephanie: ‘Yeah? You’re tired right? And umm.. I’ve got something to tell you.’

I looked at her wearily in my half-closed eyes. She lifted up my boxers and placed it on my hand.. almost the whole thing was moist!

Stephanie: ‘I used your boxers to masturbate and sort of wet it. Sorry!’

And she sticks her tongue out, in a way so cute no words can describe.

Me: ‘Did you bring your undies?’

She nodded and turned around, reaching her hand inside the bag to pull out a plain pink one.

Stephanie: ‘I wore this to sleep, then took it off when I put on my shorts. Why?’

Me: ‘Give it to me.’

She handed it to me carefully like some time bomb and she wrapped herself back around me. I pulled the thick warm blanket away and towards her while I covered my dick in her panties, stroking myself as she fell asleep, giving me a drop of saliva, or so I guess, on my t-shirt.

It was surely easy for me to climax, with her light body on my chest, and soft damp pussy ‘drooling’ down my thighs, the soft cotton panties over my rock hard meat stick, enhancing even the least sensitive parts of it. As my body shivered into a powerful ejaculation, Steph’s hand went towards it and massaged my testicles, generating even more thrust for my erupting volcano. I held my breath and the hot lava sprayed into the piece of lingerie ready to soak up all the essence of life.

As wet as it got, I cleaned the shaft as much as I could, and when blindly she inspected the cleanliness with her hand, she whispered into my mouth.

Stephanie: ‘Baby, let me clean it up for you.’

It soon got sticky and her panties remained wet, especially where her pussy will meet. Her head slid down my stomach and her tongue tickled my tip. Her mouth enveloped the whole thing and sucked whatever juice remained in the long shaft, and her saliva wet everything else nicely for another clean up with her panties.

After it was more or less ‘cleaned’, we fell asleep and woke up only a few hours later, rushing to send her home as her dad instructed her to be home, prepared to go for dinner at a restaurant. She slipped on the still-gooey-with-my-sperm panties and her thigh shorts pressed the sticky part on her privates even tighter. My boxers weren’t too bad, it was only at the groin area which was more or less dried.

Stephanie: ‘Baby! It’s so wet! And I have no time to change! Eww..’

We kissed goodbye and she was just in time to be downstairs as her dad reversed into the lot after his work.

Stephanie (SMS): Now I’m feeling real kinky with the wetness of yours.

Me (SMS): Imagine I cummed in you and you wore that panties while everything sort of got squeezed out of you as you closed your legs.

Stephanie (SMS): Naughty boy!

And sure I am.

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Meeting You

It was quite scary for Emily who had shyness meeting anyone a guy alone, let alone one whom she knew online. But she wasn’t ready to give up on herself. She knew exactly that was what she had to overcome – shyness.

Emily: ‘Hello?’

Me: ‘Emily? Hi! What can I do for you?’

Emily: ‘You want to meet me today?’

Me: ‘Wow. What came into you? Are you sure you’re ready to meet a random guy online?’

Emily: ‘You’re not a random guy! I know you.’

Me: ‘Haha. That’s what you thought.’

Emily: ‘I think I’m ready.’

Me: ‘If you say so. I’ll be good. :X’

So we arranged and met at her void deck, which was safe enough for her.

Me: ‘Umm.. Emily?’

She turned around and a pretty girl with big bright eyes stared back at me. Neck length brown hair, bespectacled, slim, sporty build, dressed in a plain light pink spag dress with cute lacy shoulder straps. She didn’t carry anything much, just her wallet and blinged iPhone 4.

Emily nodded and replied in the sweetest voice ever, small, high pitched, not yet sharp, lively.

Emily: ‘Umm.. Let’s go somewhere else k? I forgot my parents might just come down anytime.’

She led and I followed along. We walked a few blocks to one of the darker void decks. She sat down and adjusted her dress.

Emily: ‘Umm. What do we talk about?’

I was quite shy too. First time at such a place that is in the public yet feels so private. In short, it just felt uneasy. I broke the ice by taking my iPhone out and bombed something.

Me: ‘Do you play Minigore?’

Emily: ‘Oh my god! You play that too?! I was like asking my friends to play but they thought it was too gore.’

We fired up that game and broke our own records, screaming and nudging each other like little kids with a card or toy to lose. After a wake up call by our iPhones’ ‘20% battery remaining’, we had to stop. But the laughter didn’t stop. We were high until one point in time, we looked into each others’ eyes.

We saw something that was assuring, comforting and it gave us that absolute feeling. Like in movies, our heads came together like magnets on rough surface, slow but steady.

Our lips met and there was no tongue action. Just caressing lips with lips. Fondling fingers with fingers. Knees to knees. Our hands went up the arms and down to our waists. She held at my strong back, toughened by the training in army, while I was feeling her soft flesh.

Our bodies went closer and she brought herself over to my side, legs between legs. We kissed passionately and still, no tongue action. Maybe she really didn’t know. My left hand went downwards and rested on my right thigh, which her legs were between. Stealthily moving towards my knees/ her panty, she paid no attention, until my fingers rested on her belly.

It was a go or no go situation. And that few seconds of waiting for a response felt like minutes.

Her tongue parted my lips and met mine. It was a clear ‘go’. My fingers dived into her panty, and she stopped me with her hand. Maybe I shouldn’t thought it was a ‘go’.

Emily: ‘Wait.’

She stood up and I followed, uttering a soft sorry.

Emily: ‘What are you doing? Sit back down.’

She pulled her panties to her feet and took them off while giving me a peck as she bent down to reach for her undies.

She sat back onto my lap and continued frenching me. My fingers got back on track and dived into a love hole, probing into the wetness and exploring the beautiful oyster.

Emily: ‘Ahh~’

*Houston, we’ve got the pearl.*

I kept my fingers there and massaged that exact spot to get more wetness and moans out of her. Her hands began the counter strike and she unbuttoned my pants. Pulling my underwear down and grabbing it in her small hands, sure of the action she took. She stroked me like how she remembered in the porno flicks she saw online, and for an emergency lubricant, she placed her hand under her skirt where my finger penetrated and forced a quick orgasm as I teased her clit. A thin thick gooey strain flowed onto her hand and she scooped up as much as she could. It wasn’t a lot, but it sure was way smoother than any lubricant.

She covered the full length in her juice and masturbated me at a steady pace with the right grip. She felt like me, her hand felt like mine. It was more of a magical gel, it doesn’t go dry nor wear out. It remained thick and warm, and smooth all the way. We were getting each other off in this position and glad enough, there was no one to disturb us. It was so quiet we could tell if anyone was coming.

We took about twenty minutes to get her off enough times and tire her out. Mentally, not physically. She was closing her eyes most of the time and even fell asleep.

Me: ‘Emily, let’s finish this.’

She mumbled a ‘uhm’ and increased her pace, after a few minutes, her head dropped to my dick and she gulped it with her mouth, all I had to do was to stand up, and slide it in and out between her pink lips. I did that for as long as I needed to cum and I emptied my balls of cum into her little mouth.

She grudgingly swallowed everything and sobered up a little.

Emily: ‘Nice.’

Me: ‘Wet.’

Emily: ‘Haha. Are you feeling better?’

Me: ‘My turn?’

Emily: ‘Ehh?!’

I went down on my knees and placed one of her legs where I sat and the other on the floor.

Emily: ‘What are you doing?’

I ignored her and went under her dress, lifting it as high as her thighs to reveal the dripping wet pussy. I took a deep breath and tucked in, for my sweet dinner was waiting and overflowing. Her juice was seriously filling, thick, little and sweet. I lapped up whatever I could, and she helped by even cumming more.

Unknown minutes past and she finally mumbled. I had to stop, wipe my mouth and shake her to hear it again.

Emily: ‘..I can’t take it le..’

No more struggling, no more fierce orgasms, she was all drained. I took a piece of tissue from her bag and wiped her ‘dry’, slipping her black panties back on. I got dressed and helped her to her lift.

Emily: ‘What time is it now? Is it very late?’

Me: ‘8.35pm?’

Emily: ‘It’s so early! And I’m tired. Can we go somewhere and cuddle?’

Well, I had time, so I followed her directions to a ‘ulu’ staircase landing and cuddled her to sleep, until it was late enough for her to go home.

Emily: ‘I have to meet you again.’

Me: ‘Huh? Why do you have to?’

Emily: ‘I feel safe in your arms and comfortable with you. Plus it was fun. Hehe. You know what I mean.’

Me: ‘We’ll see. Go back and sleep!’

We exchanged a parting kiss. And got a grope from her. :)

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Not Yet

Me: ‘Girl, stop stop!’

Michelle: ‘Noo-oh..’

With my dick in her mouth, it was the clearest answer she could give. With a deep breath, I spurted my load into her mouth, six.. seven times my revolver cocked and fired. She didn’t just pause and wait. her mouth was nicely sealed over my member and tongue teasing for more juice. As I was done, she gave it a little suck and emptied my shaft of it before pulling it out of her mouth.

Michelle: ‘Na-ise..?’

I could tell my cum was still in her mouth. And it was definitely a huge load for one week of storage. She opened her mouth to show me how much love juice I gave her and she smiled sweetly before I saw her throat moved. Michelle was a nice girl I met on one of a social networking site, who would thought we would get along well, and went into intimate topics almost immediately. Guess this relationship was more of a sexual one that a lovey dovey one. Still, which guy would mind?

It was round one, and she said she wouldn’t let me go until she was full. She was good with her mouth, and it wasn’t those slow, gentle sucking. It was wild, fast, and deep. Almost felt like having sex, but safer, since we know no one gets pregnant from swallowing. Hehe. Luckily, her house was empty with everyone out at Tioman for a trip.

Michelle: ‘Ready for round two?’

Me: ‘Huh? You see for yourself.’

It was still a little soft, but nothing she couldn’t solve. She lay on my chest and gently fondled with it till it was bigger, but still soft. What would a girl do at this time? She was a smart kinky seventeen year old. Did I mention she was good with her mouth, and better with her pussy? She sat on top of me and lifted herself in a kneeling position over me, pushing her G-strings to the side.

Me: ‘Are you sure? It won’t be hard enough.’

Michelle: ‘I’ll show you something. Close your eyes.’

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the position of my dick head at her soft dripping slit, and I could feel her fingers digging herself and pulling it out, then she placed my dick just as her fingers exited, letting me fill the little suction she made inside her. My soft dick went in and immediately blood rushed in to solidify it.

Michelle gave me a grin and started moving her hips, not wanting to waste any of my energy or time. It was heavenly, like any other sessions with her. Her small boobs would be right before my eyes, contained in her purple halter bikini, and in her ‘trance-mode’, eyes rolled up and heavy panting. She gets wet easy, and cum even easier. About four strokes down my manhood and her body paused, embracing herself for the oncoming orgasms, and the moment I felt her contractions, her motion resumed and I could feel my dick forcing her tight walls open and the immense vacuum wasn’t giving me an easy time either.

It lasted for as long as she could before the orgasms took too much out of her and I.

Me: ‘Michelle, I can’t take it anymore.’

Michelle: ‘Neither can I.’

She went hyper speed and in a few seconds lifted herself off me and collapsed on the side, body shivering as the waves hit her again, while using her mouth to suck on my desperate torpedo covering in her cum, counting down to explode in her mouth. Her skillful tongue twirled around my ‘mushroom’. Much of the work is done while she was on top, and the moment she got off was quite in time for just a little more.. and I finished my second load without warning into her mouth. This time took more energy out of me, and all I could do was close my eyes and gather all my energy to quickly filled her up.

Michelle: ‘Wow. This was even more than the first time. I think.’

Me: ‘I’m drained.’

Michelle: ‘I’m sure you are.’

She adjusted her pink cotton floral mini skirt from Billabong, back down from her waist (which we didn’t even bother to remove, just lifting it up above her ass) and went into the kitchen in just her bra and skirt. It was sexy watching her waist twist left and right as she walked, plus her purple  bikini top, which clearly showed her pointy nipples, still horny from the stirring below earlier.

After about five minutes, she returned and woke me up from my sleep with a soft peck on my lips. Her hand automatically roamed into my shorts and peeled my foreskin back and forth, making it grow very slowly.

Michelle: ‘Drink this.’

She handed me a bottle of Naughty G. Well, I don’t even know if it works, but heck. I was there to fulfill my job as a man. I drank it up and lie for a while more before she got it up, big, but still soft. She took it into her mouth and lay on my tummy, sucking it like a baby. Till she fell asleep accidentally I think.

Me: ‘Michelle, wake up. I have to pee.’

Michelle: ‘Hehe. Can I watch?’

Me: ‘If you want, I guess I’m okay with it.’

She seductively removed her skirt and G-string, leaving them on her bed. And once she was done, she helped me take off my top and shorts, leaving me with nothing on. She went in and sat on the toilet, aiming my dick at her mouth and body.

Michelle: ‘Pee?’

Me: ‘No way, what are you doing?’

Michelle: ‘You can shower me after that. Please?’

Not wanting to disappoint, I relieved myself over her body and she was washing her body with it, right until I was done. She took my dick into her mouth and sucked hard, and to both of our surprise, I got super hard and totally ready. The drink she gave me must have kicked into action.

Michelle’s mouth went straight to work and while I was standing, her hands grabbed my butt tightly and pushed herself against my dick, choking and gagging. Still covered in my warm pee, she was basically forcing herself on me. While I was trying my best to pull it out and slow her down, so she could catch her breath.

Me: ‘Hey, hey, wait.’

Michelle: ‘Cumming already?’

Me: ‘No. Wait.’

She stopped and looked at me with the puppy eyes. I simply took the shower head and watered her down, washing her in her bikini. She was cooperative too, she paused with my dick in her hand, stroking every now and then to keep it hard. And once I was done, I guided her lips to my tool and she opened her mouth to accommodate it. Her other hand slowly slid up her thigh and between her opened slit, fingering herself, touching herself on her soft spots, as I have my fun.

As she went down on me and was ready to pull it out, I held her head with both hands and thrust it further down her throat, out and in and out. Her eyes immediately filled up with tears and her fingers went faster to relieve the pain on her throat. The involuntary expelling motion from her epiglottis (lower throat) was super sensual and although it would hurt a lot for it, it felt heavenly to know a part of her is rejecting me, yet our minds wanted it.

She finally choked and I pulled it out, and thankfully? I felt my balls shrinking and arming itself for the discharge. I forced my twitching manhood back down her throat and that final tickle from her tongue was all I need for a good ten seconds of deepthroat for her, to unload every single bit down her throat.

Me: ‘Nice?’

With tears in her eyes, Michelle nodded eagerly and I hugged her to hopefully take some of the pain away. She recovered after another warm shower on her own and I waited on the bed for her. This time, she exited the bathroom in a colourfully polka dotted white bikini, complete with a matching pair of thongs. One thing to note though, she doesn’t like wearing bra and panties as she finds them thick and ugly, while bikini are soft and airy, usually fanciful too.

She came out and paid attention to my still rock solid dick.

Michelle: ‘The drink worked!’

Me: ‘Did you add anything inside? It wasn’t really sealed.’

She showed me a V with her fingers, and mouthed the word ‘Viagra’ and I could immediate guessed her actions – Vigra. Somehow she got it and somehow she made me trust her enough to down that drink. But surely that was better than other addictive drugs.

Me: ‘Are you on the pill?’

Michelle: ‘Yes I am. Why?’

Me: ‘Let’s give you some attention now.’

Hopefully she forgot about the filling part. Wait no she didn’t.

Michelle: ‘Hehe. I’m full by the way.’

She got on her fours and prepared herself for some pounding from me, with that huge hard on she created. I slipped my meat into her with ease and went on to clean her insides with it, while her own nectar made the whole ride smooth. Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes of slow sexy intercourse, dripping juices all over the bed sheets. She then flipped over and opened her legs wide, inviting me for a ride.

My hips aligned with hers, and in it goes, and out it went. Hip thrusting, sweat mixing, saliva trading, balls slapping, pussy glowing. The sex went for as long as my erection kept up, and as I got tired, she would take over and climb on top, working till her pussy was too sore and flooded for anymore of my soldiers. Keeping it inside her wasn’t easy either, to receive every remaining drop and not letting a single bit go to waste. Either down her throat, or into her pussy.

Our session ended with about eight shots from me, and countless orgasms for her. No one had energy to get up to do anything, so we ordered pizza and the naughty her picked it up just in her polka dot bikini top and skirt, I’m sure she gave the delivery man something to fantasize over. Who said violent and rough, slow and sensual sex can’t exist together?