Author: J

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Intertwined

It did hurt a lot, when he watched her go down on him again, and it wasn’t out of love. She had to recall, how he liked her to teabag his balls before putting her lips around his cock to suck really hard, until he groaned for her to put it in. It was her duty to do it again, even if she was unwilling to.

He knew what those tears running down her cheeks represent. It didn’t tell of disgust, nor hatred. Neither of them wanted this to happen, nor were they comfortable at all. His erection was a mere bodily response, but her wetness, belonged to the history they shared.

She already knew that he was ready, by her mouth that had gone down on him countless times, but she needed a few more minutes to herself. His heart was wrenching so hard when he saw how hard he was for her, but for all the wrong reasons, and time.

When she bent over on the bed for him, it was at a height he had conditioned her for. Her knees were apart, just at the angle where his hips will meet her ass. Nothing could hurt her more than the hands that now belonged to another lady, possibly pleasured the same way he did for her. His eyes, though they were on her vagina he once had the freedom to cum into whenever he liked, they were transmitting images of other dicks, different in sizes and length, penetrating her in ways he couldn’t.

The long pause they took finally ended once they looked into each other’s eyes, ready to finish what they started. With both hands on her butt cheeks, he peeled them apart to split those sticky walls. The tip of his penis pushed them even wider, and popped right into the tight, narrow gap he couldn’t forget.

More emotions rushed into his head with every inch that disappear into her, lovingly caressing the ribbed walls of her vagina. Each small jerk he made lightened her head more each time, like how she got ‘tipsy’ just at the penetration part. He was back at where she would go crazy for him, and she was back at how he would make her dripping wet without so much a twitch.

His powerful hips starting thrusting that cock deeper inside her, flooding her mind with the good, and better times in bed. While he had missed how shyly she moaned, she didn’t miss how he got only more violent at every sound she made. She was extremely wet for him that night, because of how he claimed her for himself, without a care for her. There was no doubt who she belonged to then, from how he loved her both sexually and romantically.

At times, he would think that he went overboard, only to receive more sex for consolation. For the first time, after their separation, he let her squeeze her vagina as hard as she wanted on him, to make up for all the times he asked her not to.

She moaned the loudest and craziest that night, from all the thick veins and hard bumps lining his shaft. He behaved the best that night, and readily accepted the most intense, agonising-but-awesome sex she provided.

They knew exactly when he was about to cum, and what to do after. He pulled his wet cock out of her and let her turn around, so he could plunge it right back into her needy hole. It felt tighter this way, and definitely easier to climax.

All that were left were timed, powerful strokes that blurred her vision, disrupted her breaths, and cramped up her pussy. He didn’t have to hold himself back this time, nor did he have to ask where.

Her knees spread wide open, and so was her heart for him. His love, in its physical form, shot right at where she mattered, coating her heart and inner lining thickly. She has never felt that kind of fuzzy warmth from him before, but she didn’t mind more of it. Little, gentle contractions at her female port milked him of the last bits, just so they would walk their separate ways with no regret.

They cleaned each other up like before, and walked out the front door in two direction. His cock reeked of her, and her pussy was full of him. In a logical way, it wasn’t that easy for them to split ways. Because there is a ‘next time’ coming up.

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Love for Music

That silly girl was dancing to the music playing in her earphones when she twerked her ass at me, moving towards me backwards until she was on my groin. She didn’t need much convincing to finally let me hear what she was listening to, that got her so worked up. It was a song we both liked very much, and it surely brought us back to the good times when we got too intimate with each other.

Mr. Brightside, by The Killers. Their song blasted through the air on repeat as she wriggled those tiny shorts down her hips, followed by my shorts she grabbed from between her legs. My cock rose quickly to her playful grinding and she didn’t disappoint as well, ‘informing’ me of how wet she was with one flick of my finger.

I was about to continue rubbing her soft spot but she impatiently pushed away, for something I couldn’t complain about. She stuck one of her hands through her legs and got a firm hold of my cock, hips still bouncing in the air as she sat over my dick, to the exhilarating rhythm of the song.

Her vagina swallowed my cock at the same, quick tempo, depriving me of any chance to pace myself. It was her show that night, slamming her ass forcefully to match the intensity. The only break I got, was the few seconds she took to put her headphones back on, cutting me off from the band.

I would probably do the same too, after hearing how strained the music was through the phone’s speakers. But to be ridden so wildly in complete silence, I had to admit that it felt exclusive. Nontheless, seeing how she swung her head around to the beat, my cock was on its own realm of pleasure.

It took her almost three repeats to achieve an orgasm that left her panting in an extremely satisfied look. While she rested, she disabled the repeat function and scrolled to another, for me to hear on the headphones.

Skinny Love, by David Fischbein. She has found a way to instantly turn the ambience around, with one of my favourite piece. She could tell from my eyes, that my mood has changed, and the only place I should be, was on the bed, flat on my back.

My eyes closed themselves to the soothing melodies, but the rest of my body couldn’t relax just yet. Her mouth had found its way to my dick and swiftly hustled my mind into the legendary world of mindless, meaningful pleasure that belonged wholly to me.

My upper body went limp to her glib, hyperactive tongue, stimulating every known nerve on my cock. My mind was blown over and over again so magically with the way she sucked the very tip, from a very gentle stage to a cramp-inducing, hard suction. It was indeed pleasantly torturous to go through that multiple times.

I didn’t know how much time had past when I sensed her moving her head faster, over my cock that I had imagined to be thicker than before. I could feel her lips touch the bottom of my shaft, followed by cold air flowing over the same area.

The movements of her mouth was controlled, in the sense she had maintained a certain speed. When I felt my urge (to cum) rise steadily, I knew that it would be one of those rare occasions she made me cum with just her mouth.

I let the music guide me to the end of the journey, before spilling out my load into her mouth. She has been so accustomed to me that she knew the signs to the start, end, and second-end of my ejaculation where she could remove her lips.

Nothing was left in me after that orgasm, for I know I have given her everything. She had no idea how guilty I felt when she had to masturbate herself, and I, so I could do her proper. That favour was paid in full once I regained my strength, to re-explore our room with me inside her.

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Lifetime Membership

‘J! Meet K.’

‘K?’

‘Yes! Stay with her yeah? The party is about to begin.’

‘What? I thought the party has already.. ‘

(Over ceiling speakers) ‘LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! LET PART TWOOO.. BEGIN!’

Synchronised cheers resonated across the whole villa where moving headlights blew the already-wild party up to the next stage. K, the girl who was slanting back and forth from the alcohol, caught my arm and led me through a few couples in the corridor. We stopped at a more secluded corner and she suddenly started making out with me, to which I didn’t resist at all.

Her hands immediately went to my pants and undid them, in full view of the other couples there, who was astonishingly doing the same! My underwear dropped to my knees and she threw me a sly grin before squatting at my feet, to take my cock into her mouth. From the shy, tipsy young party girl, to a sex-hungry tigress, my morals were still in the process of aligning to the requirement of this party.

Halfway through that mind-blowing oral sex where she was deep-throating me ninty-percent of the time, she started moaning while masturbating under her dress. At that time, I have yet to do anything to her, but she was already done with sucking me.

From where she stood, in front of me, she raised a leg for me to catch and grabbed my cock forcefully, only to gently slide it into her pussy. The hasty sex began as abruptly as it should, with her slamming her body against mine. I didn’t who was fucking who then, but she sure was tight and wet as hell.

Having had enough of her dominant attitude, I shoved her off and turned her towards a wall. I dragged her ass out and proceeded to pierce her from behind, ramming her as angrily as I was at myself. Beyond the moans she was screaming at the top of her lungs, she still managed to smile at me.

I was at my limit not long after she climaxed, transcending the irresponsible hook up to a controlled, paced series of thrusts. A girl who was a few steps away earlier came over and fondled my balls as I groaned my heart out, at the same time pumping cum into K.

My fuzzy mind was halfway recovering when the unknown girl’s mouth went over my dick, to which K violently yanked her away from.

‘He’s mine! Go back to your man!’

(Girl speaking incoherently) ‘HE LASTED A FUCKING MINUTE!’

‘TOO BAD! FUCK OFF!’

K sent her crawling away and tended to my dick at once, sitting next to me as she stroked it gently. Of course, I gradually got hard and her pussy found its way on it again, this time, in reverse cowgirl.

I was just lying there motionless as she fucked her own brains out, cheering to the prowess of my cock. In the distance, the girl from before made out with another girl, leaving his man staring at them guiltily.

I came the second time inside her and she cleaned me up dutifully with her mouth. There was so little to enjoy but so much to feel. I was honestly disappointed, and numbed to what just happened to humanity.

Lights slowly came on across the whole villa and the mess were visible. Girls lying on the floor with cum pouring out of them, men panting and drinking beers next to each other. The few that were still at it was ‘strutting’ their girls around, walking with their cocks buried deep in their half-conscious partners.

‘K?’

(SHer in a sleepy voice) ‘Yes?’

‘Did you enjoy yourself?’

‘Yes. You sir?’

‘I’m glad you had fun.’

Ushers then brisk through the building, helping the girls and men up to the rooms I was accommodated in. A few hours later, day broke and a well-dressed man showed up in my room.

‘This is for you. And this note contains information to her accommodations.’

Just as I thought it was some basic information about the girl I just fucked, it wasn’t that simple. The first envelop contained a cheque in my name, and the second, was an address in Singapore. That was about what my mind could process. I went back to bed and let her suck me awake at midday.

‘Do you know what this is?’

‘Oh! That’s my address!’

‘Why am I given this then?’

‘You don’t know about it? It means that you can come to my place at this address, and have sex with me.’

‘Does this end here?’

‘HAHA! You’re so cute. It begins here.’

For all I know, I could live with her, all expenses paid for, and quite comfortably too. We continued having sex in that apartment in Singapore, though it was mostly her carrying out her mysterious duty of serving me from top to bottom.

This sort of ‘luck’ seemed to be the type that would cost me a lot in the future. And worse still, in non-monetary terms. But till then..

‘Turn around and bend over (the dining table).’

‘Like this?’

How could I resist her with that leg raised on the table?

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Three, in One

With the cum from two men inside Melia, she didn’t know what to say to J when he excitedly peeled her panties away, obviously noticing the extreme stickiness contained in it. Just as she was about to explain herself, he stuck one finger into her and made her moan, shocking her for a reason she didn’t understand.

The next thing she knew, that finger was in her mouth, tasting of cum and immediately cleaned them off. He repeated that action again, for five more times she had to suck them off. When she finally had a chance to look at his face closely, there wasn’t any sign of anger, or disappointment.

Even his dick, that she had one hand on, was as hard as she remembered it, as if everything was normal, as if he had already expected it.

‘Are you going to ask.. ‘

‘Did you hold that much inside you all the way here?’

‘Yes. I didn’t have time to wash.. ‘

‘Are they clean?’

‘Yes. From what I know.’

‘Can you suck me for a while?’

She didn’t know what expression to show when she tilted her head down, to take that gorgeous cock into her mouth, for a chance to redeem herself. The one in her mouth then, was far better than the two from before. It was throbbing with life, and cum, cum that she wished that he had pumped inside her.

Melia didn’t know exactly when it started, but she was wet, and pulsating down under. Cum from other men, was dripping out of her, as she went down on this man. He was responding to every stroke she made with groans, clearly relaxed and satisfied with her performance.

One thing between them, Melia and him, was how she could blow him for a long time, or until he stopped her. Never once did he let her achieve that endless, cock-suck, but that night, he did. He just laid there motionless, except for the occasional gasp she caused him.

By the time he sat himself upright, she understood that he had enough, or that it was long enough. In a twisted way, she wanted to know what will come next. Would he exact his anger through sex? Or will he make her lie down, and rub one(s) out of her.

‘Lie beside me.’

She listened to his assuring voice, and put herself in his hands. Like usual, he glide the hand closest to her, over her waist and southward to her pussy, that was still oozing cum. He had used that exact mixture of cum and her bodily-fluid, to massage her clit in the most sensual, circular manner.

Unlike how pornography has portrayed a ‘clit rub’ to be, he was gentle, careful, and thoughtful. Months ago, he had figured out a certain tempo that would help her orgasm, and he never strayed from that. Although she would often stop him before she came, because she wanted to climax from his manly cock, Melia didn’t stop him this time.

She let him float whiffs of pleasure though her spine, across her body, and awakened her mind. It felt like waves, riding up from her clit, and crashing into her head. She could almost see the powerful, yet embracing, pulses of redness glowing in her eyes. It just kept getting more intense until it was completely red, before it exploded at her vagina.

It would seem, that the price of her orgasm, was the globs of semen slithering out of her.

(He whispered) ‘Are you ready?’

‘Yes. I want you inside me now.’

Their eyes stared deep into one another as his cock slipped between those warm pages, into the sex-filled opening. It wasn’t painful, nor unfamiliar with him. While he needed a minute to compose himself, she was aware of how late he is. He should be inside of her the moment she stepped into his room, but that panty of cum held her back.

It was strangely erotic to have him sliding around inside, especially with two other ‘men’ there. And yet, he didn’t slow down. He was filling her up with his meat over and over, in joyful bursts of lust. He blew that single spot in her mind so many times in a row that she couldn’t see anything else, eyes faded white from the sheer intensity.

The tip of his penis broke her self-restraint in so many places, replacing it with deep impressions at where his cock would pull back from. She couldn’t help how tight she was getting, from all the way inside her, to the opening that was caressing the base of his shaft.

He was always thicker than she had imagined, and stronger, and bigger. He had that cock she would gladly accept no matter how well, or poor it performed. When he came too soon, she would take another ‘shot’ from him, if he let her. And, on those times he lasted significantly longer, she would climax with him.

Her mind, on every night she would have to herself, would picture the warmth of his cum spraying everywhere into her, followed by how she would put her fingers in, just to savour the mixture of their love.

However, this time, at the last moments of his excruciating moans, as well as hers, she felt her vagina wrapping his cock harder than ever, though useless against the extreme slipperiness.

His cum, squirted so hard into her pussy, stirring up whatever remains of the previous two, mixing it with her clear, saucy lubricant. She didn’t delay him from pulling out that night, going one step further to hold everything in until she could reach her pussy.

The same, two fingers she always used to taste him, disappeared within, and returned with a glorious coat of cum around them. It all went into her mouth and nothing could express how delicious he, they, were when she closed her eyes for a long time – while feeding herself with her.

He got on his feet, and stood over her head so she could suck him during her dessert, refreshing her palette with his liquid straight from the source. While it began with them, it ended with him, and he too, didn’t disappoint when he let her suck him off another time.

Somehow, he just couldn’t take his fingers away from the cum that was all swirling inside her. When she finally returned home, to the comfort of her bed, her fingers resumed their work inside her, fingering and tasting, rubbing and vibrating, until her body crashed from exhaustion.

She has already made plans to get more out of him, even if it was just a small spoonful. He was hers, sexually, if not universally.

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Out of Nowhere

‘J?’

‘Yeah?’

‘He (flashing a namecard in my face) sent me. Are you ready to go now?’

‘Go where?’

‘Somewhere. Quickly pack up!’

I still couldn’t understand why I followed her when there were so many unknowns, and the only thing that made sense was the name on the card. He was a customer-turned-acquaintance, whom only spoke to me once in a blue moon. We weren’t close in any way, but he was somehow connected to this.

The girl who approached me earlier, looked very normal in every way. Like how most people were dressed at the shopping district, her pink, spag dress blended in really well. On the other hand, I was the weird one in shorts and slippers, like I was some tourists living in that area.

My confusion worsen at the front desk of Marriott Hotel, where a key card was handed to that girl.

‘Where are we going?’

‘Up? What do you mean?’

‘I don’t understand all this.’

‘You don’t have to. Just relax!’

We made our way to the room and she went straight for the bath, running the water while she stripped herself and I down to our underwear. What happened next, well, she fell onto her knees and lowered my briefs, to give me a handjob.

‘Woah! Wait! I don’t even know your name.’

‘You can call me Charlotte.’

‘Can you tell me why are you doing this?’

‘Nope! But I can show you something else.’

‘What is.. AHHH!’

Her mouth dived straight down my cock and held me still, to complete my erection in the warmth of her throat. My mind was getting these waves of white, sound-waves-like vision as she did that, draining strength away from the knees all at once. I tumbled backwards onto the bed and she began sucking proper, kissing the tip affectionately before her lips formed the seal around the head.

The slow descend, was made better with her gorgeous face I could see upclose, made up professionally, and perfect in every way. She paid little attention to me once she got in the mood, putting every effort to please that cock widening in her mouth. Every drop of saliva that escaped her seal, was quickly licked up, before she restarted the whole process of sliding her lips down my shaft.

I was trembling so hard when she finally gave me a break, to drag me into the shower after she checked on it. In the tub filled with lukewarm water, my muscles, except for one, melted away in bliss. She continued sucking my manhood in there, leaving me breathless and probably useless as she did most of the work.

After what felt like a long time, the water was drained, and she washed every corner of me up.

‘Can I rub myself for a while?’

‘Sure.’

We were still in the tub when she opened her legs, as wide as the width of the tub to masturbate. I couldn’t understand how she could enjoy herself like that with a stranger, let alone touch herself for me to watch.

Five minutes later, we rinsed ourselves and went to the bed, where she readied herself to go down on me.

‘You can do what you were doing on your laptop. It will be a long day for the both of us.’

‘And what will you be doing?’

‘This!’

She brought my bag within my reach right before she went down on me (again), feasting tirelessly on my guilty-pleasure spot. I doubt anyone would be surprised that I couldn’t do anything else on the bed, apart from putting on some music, and lying back in delight.

I honestly had no idea how long she was sucking for when I opened my eyes again, to catch her asleep on my thigh. She was all apologetic when I accidentally woke her up while reaching for the phone, to order food through room serivce. If only you could see her silly face when the trolley arrived, with enough food to last till supper. It didn’t even occur to her that we were naked when the steward arrived.

Once we had our fill, she was ready to go again, except I didn’t let her this time. I suggested 69 and she excitedly agreed to it, bringing her tiny, shaved pussy in front of my eyes that never once had a chance to look at. From how it glistened, I had no trouble tasting how sweet she was. Every flick I made across her clit was reciprocated, with an equally intense stroke of her mouth. Her juices turned to drippy soup from being a condiment, that she was getting shy about.

‘OK! THAT’S ENOUGH! No more for you!’

It seemed so natural when she turned herself around, put her pussy on my abs, and backed up. I went into her easily and she instinctively did the hard work, grinding and rocking as if her life depended on it. I couldn’t get her off no matter how hard I tried, especially when she pushed her vaginal muscles hard against my dick to throw me off.

At one point, I flipped her over and pinned her under me, only for her to put one hand between her legs – to slide me right in. We went into the doggystyle after that and once again, she was humping me backwards. It wasn’t that crazy like before, where I couldn’t escape.

Once I had enough of her uncontrollable sex, I pulled out and took a break, letting her fingers take my place. She turned herself around after a minute and opened her arms for me to hug her, as well return to her wet embrace at our nether region. Just as I thought I had more control, she wrapped her legs around me and thrusted her hips upwards.

This time, there was no way out when she unleashed everything on me, keeping my head on her shoulder throughout. Her pussy would stay on me for as hard as I tried to shake her off, but it was beyond salvation once I crossed my limit.

Instead, I rammed my cock in and out of her for all that was worth, cramping up every muscles in my body to deliver that hell of a load up her pussy. I just knew I came so hard to that vacuum within, emptying me of everything I had.

By then, we were too exhausted to move and slept in that pose, until the sun shone through the wide, glass window. I awakened in bed on my back, feet towards a trolley of fresh food and wine.

(Charlotte exclaimed) ‘Wakey wakey! We have another day to go! So eat up!’

In the end, I had to pop one of those Viagra pills she had, so I could ‘reluctantly’ fuck her proper this time.

I still had no idea where she came from, or how was she involved in this. But there are some questions better left unanswered, at least until that day passed.