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Spare Tyre.

Being a fuck buddy with a guy you liked did not feel good at all, and Brenda knew that first hand but could never give up holding on to the one reason that she was needed for. Dawson called Brenda up in the middle of the night, sounding awake and asked her to get to her place immediately. Despite her tiredness, her mind immediately sobered at that request and she slipped a simple black dress from her wardrobe over her nude body. The thought of him needing her at this hour gave her an excuse to be better than his girlfriend, although she understood that he would never thought of it that way. Grabbing her bag, she sneaked out of her house and boarded a taxi that in fact had ended its shift, but could not resist that curvy body in the alluring dress.

As the cab zoomed to his place in the east, the taxi driver had been peeking into his rear mirror to watch Brenda dab the foundation pad and applied lipstick. One of her legs had also raised to the center block but luckily out of his sight. About twenty minutes later, she arrived at Dawson’s block and paid the driver. Bending down into the front passenger seat, the driver almost had a nose bleed as her braless boobs hung freely in her dress.

Brenda: ‘Thanks Uncle.’

She skipped away to the lift and took out her mirror for one final check. Along the corridor to her fuck buddy’s place, she could see his excited head popping out. They finally had each other in their arms and Dawson lifted her straight into his room. While she popped open the wine bottle sitting on his lamp table, he had went into the toilet for a quick wash and change of clothes.

When he appeared again, it was Brenda’s turn to feel herself getting hornier. A plain white towel was all he had around his waist, and that bulge was undeniably tempting. She moved herself to the head of the bed and let him crawl to her, tugging the towel off in the process. A kiss, and another, their lips joined like glue and tongues ravaged like flames.

With one hand supporting himself, his other hand began to make its journey up her calf, to her smooth legs, and disappearing under her dress. His middle fingertip touched the raw sensitive folds of her pussy and a slight tremble travelled up her spine. Her legs opened for him and he poked his way into her, beginning a slow fingering that got her all heated up and wet. She could totally feel the roughness of his worn out fingers brushing against her vaginal walls, and it was so satisfying that her hand had reached to his and tried to get him deeper.

Taking his own sweet time, he watched how she reacted while increasing his speed of his thrusts, making her a little jumpy at the pace. He loved how tight her entrance was, sticking close to his finger that was spreading her pussy that little. As the moans got louder and breathing heavier, another finger joined the first and she was totally relaxed and brought into his world of lust. It was Dawson’s move to get her all high and pleased, so she would do the same for him. With a slight curl of his fingers, she knew her G-spot would be in his mercy and pulled a small bolster over her chest, ready to hang on to it while the orgasms came.

Fingering her quicker than before, Dawson grinned at her legs that raised themselves while her body went into a series of convulsions from the orgasms that shot through her body like a time bomb, sending her into coldness one moment, and feeling very warm the next. With exhaustion draining her energy, the fingers inside her was keeping her charged. After giving her the three climaxes, Brenda got her fair share and helped his hand away.

Dawson gave his honey-coated fingers a lick and leaned backwards to the end of the bed, while Brenda kneeled forward to give him head. Putting a pillow under his head, he laid down and closed his eyes. Feeling a bit of saliva running over the tip of his penis, he took a deep breath in while her mouth opened wide and gave a little kiss from the top, and then pushing her lips tightly around his girth, she worked her way down in one swift move, sending Dawson into the heavens.

The warmth over his little one was so assuring and sexy, but he knew that was just how Brenda always started. Angling her head directly on top, her cheeks remained calm and her head started to move up and down, while her tongue constantly stroked against wherever it could reach. Like a sex machine, she could go on in that same position for a long time, and whenever she needed a break, her mouth would stop at where his mushroom ended and kept her tongue circling over the top. It always drove her boy wild doing that. Going for a few more minutes, she knew her job was almost done when a finishing move was pulled by him.

Dawson held the sides of her head between both hands, he lifted her mouth until she was about midway of his length. He then thrust his hips up and down, while letting her mouth apply a little suction while her tongue stroked the exposed veins at the bottom of his shaft. She would hold onto the base of his dick and let him did what he wanted, lasting about just a minute or so. He would not cum in that position, since it only marked the started of a wild night.

Brenda backed off from his glimmering manhood and waited for him to tell her what position to get into. She understood that Dawson had always wished his girlfriend was as obedient like her, so, in a way she was making up for whatever areas his girl had failed in.

Dawson: ‘Cowgirl first.’

That was a pose that his girlfriend would not get into, being shy and all, but that was all he wanted, to see how horny his girl was for him. Brenda crawled on her knees over Dawson’s body and lifted her dress slightly before lowering herself over him, watching his face as her pussy forced its sealed opening over his dick. As she needed to use extra force to go down over him, the entry would always jolt her when she accidentally slipped deeper than what her mind was expecting. But to help her out, he would always push her waist all the way down and make her squelch in a little pain.

Once she was comfortably seated, her body started rocking on top and he would then toy with her breasts under her dress, grabbing them senseless while she pleasured herself. That day was one of the nights where she would feel a little ache in her heart hearing him call his girlfriend’s name while she was he was fucking.

Dawson: ‘Oh yes Gwen! It feels so good. Keep going.’

Her natural response of moaning would be an attempt to keep him quiet, but that dick inside was doing so well that her orgasms had been sustained since a few seconds ago. That second heartbeat in her pussy was so strong that she wanted, and almost made him cum in that position. But he knew his own body best, and did not let her.

Dawson: ‘Gwen, get on your back and spread your legs. I’m going to fuck till I cum.’

Heartbroken, Brenda reminded him that she is not her and he just ignored it. Once she got on his pillow, his body leaned in and his hips immediately shoved his thick cock in, groaning at the entry and then the violent sex began. His body was just ramming so deep and hard into her that her nails were digging into his back, giving him more rage to keep going.

Dawson (whispering): ‘Gwen, why wouldn’t you just let me fuck you like this? It feels so good, yet you are not giving it to me. Why why why?’

Every statement he made was directed to Gwen, and after every statement, she would be distracted by his lack of sincerity. And to make up for that, her mind would be blown to bits with his speed that was increasing exponentially, and his size growing wider every minute. Her moans had turned into screams and he had to quieten her down with his underwear he shoved into her mouth.

Muffled by it, her eyes turned white as the orgasms kept coming and he was going so deep into her. As the throbbing in his dick got stronger, she clenched his arms so tightly and had to remove the underwear so she could breath better.

Brenda: ‘Baby, are you cumming? Shoot it all inside me.’

That phrase made Dawson went crazy and he just kept pounding her lower body, until she felt his warm man juice squirt and the continuous strokes pushed all his seeds deep into her. Biting his teeth really hard, he kept going despite the sensitivity and went on until the second ejaculation freed into her again.

Brenda was high as fuck while feeling his warmth jiggling inside of her. As he slowed down, she gave a tight squeeze of her pussy and a confused look appeared on his face.

Brenda: ‘You like that baby?’

Dawson: ‘Yeah.’

He pulled out against the vacuum she created and brought it to her mouth for her. She hungrily licked up the juices and teased him a little too much till he fell onto the bed totally exhausted. Turning to him, she cuddled into his chest and hugged while he ran his fingers along her hair.

Dawson: ‘You loved me so much but I can’t bring myself to give Gwen up.’

Brenda: ‘It’s okay baby. You can find me whenever you need me. I’m going to win you from your dick upwards.’

They fell asleep until the next day, when he woke up to see her gone. A few SMS to her went dead and calls did not get picked up either. Had she finally moved on? Or was just tired and asleep?

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A Beer

After attending a birthday party of her friend, Vanessa was on her way home but was feeling more awake than usual. She could go home to masturbate and rest, or stop by for a cup of ice milo at a coffee shop nearby for some peaceful time to herself. She walked to the shop and placed her bag at the outdoor dining area, before bringing her wallet to the counter. Right before she took a few steps, she saw that the drinks stall was closed and headed back to her belongings in disappointment.

Ah Kiong: ‘Girl, you want to join us for a few beers? We still got a few bottles.’

Vanessa took a glance at the two teens smoking away and figured she would just have a glass before heading home. She placed her bag on an empty seat and took a chair beside one of them. The two of them had tattoos along their arms and legs, but were quite well-mannered by her standard. She took the filled glass and drank away while the two guys introduced themselves.

Ah Boy: ‘You can call me Ah Boy. And him, Ah Kiong.’

Vanessa told them her name and answered a few of their questions on age and what she was doing. She could tell that they were scanning her body, fair and thin, under her grey body suit and a tight leather bondage skirt. As she indulged in the free beer, the three of them chatted and she even took up a cigarette from Ah Boy. Just as they were finishing the last bottle, Ah Kiong poured whatever that was left in the bottle into her mug, with a pill that went into it and sizzled at the bottom.

Getting weary and drunk, she did not realise the extra pill and finished the beer with cheers from them. As she sat stoned, the effect of the pill kicked in and she was feeling more tired than before. As her phone showed two, the lights went off at that area and the two guys got up from their seats. They helped her to a lift nearby and while inside, Ah Boy was already feeling up her breasts and the other was just holding onto her bag.

Once the lift reached the highest level, they brought her one flight of stairs down and tried to pull her top off but to no avail. Realising that she was in a bodysuit, Kiong unzipped her skirt to remove it and then took out a pocket knife to free the part of the cloth at her pussy. Immediately, her top snapped loose and Boy pulled it all the way out of her arms. Being naked and weak, she could not react but could see everything that was happening. They placed her on the concrete floor and started the rape.

Boy sat beside her head and kissed her like how a rapist would force himself, and Kiong was unzipping his pants while spreading her legs for a quick lick. With his tongue swiping up and down her slit, she felt his finger rubbing on her clit as well and was getting wet on her own. Her body was feeling so warm with the alcohol and drug, making her feel as high as she could get. Once Kiong’s pants was down, he leaned in on her and shoved his dick into her cunt, splitting her vagina open and stretching it open.

Boy’s pants was also removed but he had turned her head to the side, and in a kneeling position, he bent his body down, letting his hip lower on her face. Her lifeless mouth was forced open with that dick entering and it was a moment when she had two dicks in her. One pounding vigorously at her pussy, while the other was fucking her mouth. Apparently, the drug had numbed her gag reflex and she was feeling him go throat deep. The both of them was literally enjoying themselves with that fateful rape.

They knew that they did not have the whole day, and Kiong did not have a good stamina to begin with. In that short five minutes, she had managed to make him cum and he just thrust his dick real deep into her while his filthy cum pumped up his shaft into her. The guys were totally oblivious to the tears rolling down her face, as they were so caught up in abusing this convenient sexy body.

As the drug wore off, she found a bit of strength to resist and Boy whispered loudly to Kiong to switch position. Kiong went to the lower steps and sat himself down, before Boy turned her over on her fours. The guy on the steps just pulled her to him and pushed her head down on his dick, which immediately went down to her throat as he helped himself to her sweet lips.

Boy made his way behind her and rammed his raw meat into her, pushing the escaping cum deep along with his hot piece of rod. Without holding back, he held onto her waist and pounded her hard, letting his dick savour the awesome wet pussy that it was in. As her body jerked to and fro, her mouth was working on his dick, though she wasn’t actually doing anything.

Kiong simply leaned back and relaxed while Boy did all the work, pumping his cock so hard that Vanessa cummed unwillingly for the first time in her 20 years of life. As his speed increased, she went through another orgasm before he held his position deep inside her, before her second wave of cum flushed into her pussy and filled her up. Horrified at the amount, she tried to fight back but could not move with Kiong holding onto her head.

At moment, Kiong also came and shot his load into her mouth, spraying that bitter liquid onto her tongue and kept her still until he was done. The two guys released her at the same time and she collapsed onto her side while gasping for air. With her mouth and pussy leaking cum out, they took her phone and snapped a few pictures to remind her of the sad mistake, and another few photos were taken on their phone.

Picking up their phones, they disappeared into the lift and Vanessa was left all to herself. She sat herself up after a long rest and took out a piece of wet tissue to clean her pussy. After which, she stuck a finger into it and tried to dig out whatever cum she could. Looking at her clean finger, she broke down and cried harder as she realised that they had pushed all their sperms so deep down that she could not expel any.

Crying loudly, she put on her top and tried to pull it as low as it could get. Thankfully, her skirt was tight enough to hold her top in place until she went home to have a two hour shower in an attempt to clean herself. Sobbing to sleep, she had no idea what to do, and if it was ever to be reported.

I could be the only person who knew about this since she could submit her recount anonymously. What should I do to help her?

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Happy Ending.

Kate’s university exams were finally over and getting a part time job was her first goal to earn her own allowance. Having depended on her family for the course of three years, she knew she had to make a living herself from that point onwards. The only advertisements that she were attracted to were the high paying ones, claiming to provide up to 10k a month. Being an escort was a little too risky for her, although the pay was good. It took a few days of search before she found one that was slightly less sleazy, but she had to be in body contact.

She had taken massage training out of fun during her uni days, as she wanted to learn more about acupuncture and to improve her own health, especially during her exams. Now that everything is over, she decided to go for that and headed down to the shop house for an interview. Dressed in a simple spaghetti top and hot shorts, her strapless bra was creating an eye catching cleavage. The moment she walked in, the receptionist directed her to the second storey for a quick interview with the manager.

The manager looked no more than 30 with the tailored clothes she wore. She introduced herself as Amy and gave Kate a glance up and down in an agreeing nod.

Amy: ‘Your age?’

Kate: ’23.’

Amy: ‘Have you done anything like this before?’

Kate: ‘Nope. Do you need to see the certificate that I got from my massage class?’

Amy: ‘No need. Just show me your IC. You do understand that sometimes, the demands of the client might exceed the boundaries of normal massage right? No matter how decent our company appears to them. Are you prepared for that?’

Kate: ‘To what extend?’

Amy: ‘Well, that is where I have to conduct this fact find with you. So I can match the client’s needs to your comfort level. Are you a virgin?’

The conversation lasted for at least five minutes to find out more about Kate so Amy could narrow down the list of possible clients to suit her. It would only be right to do those checks instead of suffering negative feedbacks or worse, putting the girl in harm if she failed to meet their expectations.

Amy then looked at her computer screen for a while, before giving her an address. It was one of an executive suite at a condo and it would be her first client. She gave a second around of long brief to Kate and handed her a simple device with a red button.

Amy: ‘We will have someone send you to the place, and wait nearby for you. If you hit that panic button, the escort will immediately head up to the client’s place and pull you out of there. We are very particular about crossing limits, it is our principle.’

Kate took the device after thanking her and followed a man who came into the room after she spoke into the intercom. Throughout the journey, countless thoughts had crossed her mind and the man kept talking to her, assuring her safety and the company’s professionalism. Somehow, the whole trip felt shorter and she was soon at the doorstep of her first client. The escort had sent her up there and left after giving her two pills, a potent painkiller and a morning after, in case the worst happened.

Kate took a moment to compose herself, and pressed hard on the bell once. A man with a towel around his waist opened the door after a few seconds, immediately reaching his hand out and give hers a firm shake. He did not look as bad or desperate as she had expected of customers who would ask for such services.

Man: ‘Hi. I am Jackson. Wow! Look at you. 大姐 is really taking advantage of me. Always giving me new birds that look so good but always lack something.’

Kate: ‘Don’t worry Sir, I will not make you regret this.’

He gave her a smile and led her into his bathroom, which was truly a room size, with bathtub, toilet, standing shower, urinal and a bed with waterproofed cushions in the middle. He laid face down on the bed and asked her to do what she needed to without any specific instructions.

Kate: ‘Do you want me to remove my.. ‘

Jackson (turning his head to her): ‘Hmm.. for you, with that body of yours.. just remove what you are comfortable with.’

She was thankful for that graciousness and removed her spaghetti top and shorts, leaving her in the strapless black bra and a matching black laced panties. She did not take up anymore time making adjustments, after she tied her hair and started on the massage. With her body size and weight, it was tough on her to apply the pressure he wanted. So, he gave her a tip, that was to sit on him, and use her body weight. Seeing that it was a harmless suggestion, she did just that and her soft butt wriggled on his butt as she worked, turning him on for the first time with just a back massage.

She turned him over and continued down his body, but did not sit on top since it would be a little awkward. His dick did rise when she touched his inner thighs, but he knew what not to ask or do to those respectful girls who were just out to make a living. After about twenty minutes later, she was out of ideas and the massage was only a quarter way done.

Kate: ‘Jackson, sorry for this but I am quite new in this. So I am still learning.’

Jackson: ‘It’s okay lah. Can you wash me up with soap?’

That request was very new to her but it was one way to make up for her lack of skills. She removed her bra and panties, and then rinsed his body before starting to lather him up. Halfway through the thorough washing, Jackson gestured her for the remote control for the wall mounted TV and clicked on a Japanese video that showed a girl giving the royal bath treatment.

Jackson: ‘Can you do that for me? Just follow the TV. You can skip the sex part though.’

Her legs went over his arm and rubbed her pussy on it, going back and forth for both arms. Following the video closely, she was as turned on as the female in it and it was the part of the ‘treatment’ where she mounted on the guy for the sex part. Kate was a little lost when it started but she wanted to make sure she did as much as she could for her first client. It was a battle in her mind not to think for too long, and to convince herself to do what was happening on screen.

After stroking his dick for a while more with extra soap, she climbed on top of him and slipped his dick inside her pussy. Jackson had least expected any first timer to do that and was filled with admiration. The wetness of her pussy had confirmed his suspicion of her horniness and he gulped in the pleasant surprise entry.

Jackson: ‘I am your first customer right?’

Kate looked into his eyes and said nothing, but moved her hips along his groin, riding him in a gentle motion. He was very happy that this first timer was not too shy and even gave him what he had never hoped for. She had also found it pleasing when she saw how much he was enjoying her service.

As she fucked him in the most sensual position, she was also treated to some explosive orgasms from his dick that was considered big for her experience with guys. He was filling her pussy up with that long and thick warm meat. It had a mix of sexy and fun with the slipperiness and foam, while they basked in the pleasure that was filling up the room. Gradually, her moans went uncontrollably loud, drowning out the TV completely.

Kate: ‘Jackson, I see that you’re struggling. Are you cumming soon?’

Jackson: ‘Yeah. In a while.’

She gave a cute constipated look and his body just drew a large breath of air after her pussy made a downward stroke. She was squeezing her pussy to a point he was about to blow if she had not relaxed. Squeezing and relaxing herself, he could feel the blood being directed away from his dick so he could last longer. In his mind, she had earned the highest rating for a first timer and the tip he was going to give her was about to burst his budget.

Jackson: ‘Kate.. Kate. You can stop now. I’m about to cum.’

She nodded happily and got off him, taking the shower head from the wall to give his dick a quick wash. He was a little dumbfounded at the change of plan, and was almost afraid she was going to leave him in that situation.

Jackson: ‘Umm. Kate.. are you going to.. ‘

Kate reached her finger to his lips and hushed him. After she gave his dick a few strokes to wake him, he caught the sight of her her mouth going over his little head and knew that an awesome blowjob would finish the job. Her mouth was not that skilful compared to the penetrative sex, but she knew how to suck, with long strokes going up and down his shaft. It took him about five minutes before he held her head, while his hips jerked his cum into her mouth.

She remained in that position until he was completely dried, confirmed by her with a light vacuum in her mouth as she lifted her head away. A weird expression appeared on her face with some tongue action and she swallowed the load down in front of Jackson. Wow, he mouthed the exclamation.

Kate rinsed the soap off his body and then herself, before her phone went off in her bag at the living room. She wrapped herself quickly with a towel and made a dash for it, in case her escort thought something had gone wrong.

Man (on phone): ‘Kate, time is up.’

Kate (on phone): ‘Almost done. Ten minutes.’

She returned to the bathroom for her lingerie but everything was cleared from the room already. She waited outside the room opposite for Jackson to come out and in one hand, he was holding onto her black coloured set, and in the other was another set of pink Victoria’s Secret.

Jackson: ‘I want you to have this. For yourself. Please don’t wear it for your outcalls. It’s kind of expensive.’

Kate could never expect that and thanked him profusely before putting on the new set, that fitted her so well without giving her breasts that overwhelming squeeze. It was indeed in a class of its own. She spent the next few minutes in a hurry to put her clothes back on and applied a light red lipstick.

After she was done, Jackson sent her to the door with his wallet and called out to her after she wore her shoes. He opened his wallet and while counting the amount for her, she abruptly interrupted with a strong tug of his towel, beofre squatting down to give his semi-erected dick a full length outwards suck. She then left a kiss at the tip with an imprint of her lips on it, whispering ‘goodbye little one‘ to it.

Seeing what she did, he added another piece of blue note to the wad of cash. The lift dinged right that instant and she gave his balls a naughty squeeze before she grabbed the money and made her way.

Reporting back to the centre, her manager took forty percent of the initial price and gave her the rest of the day off. It was a standard procedure for the shop to let newbies think and consider if they liked what they had to do, which 70% of the girls never came back to work. But not Kate. She had plans in mind to improve her appearance, raising her class so that guys would desire for her in a less lustful way, making her part time job a little easier.

It was never easy to step into this job, but she knew she had to do it right. Now, numbers anyone?

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Sexercise

It was the first time someone had requested me to give her tuition, and it wasn’t too bad helping out a beautiful girl in need either. Stella had just finished her O’ levels and the ambitious her wanted to get a head start in the course she would be taking in poly. Although the results weren’t out, she had a pretty good idea and confidence that she would get into the course. I met up with her at her void deck before going up to her place.

Since it was noon that we started, her parents were not in and it happened in her room, cozy and cool with the air conditioner on. She pulled the computer desk that had her laptop on it and we sat on her bed while waiting for it to start up. In her hands was a textbook that was filled with terms and images of computer parts, along with guides to simple programming and use of Microsoft softwares to automate simple tasks.

As the class went on, we were soon getting comfortable in her bed, but not in a sexual way. Just covering ourselves under her blanket while she asked questions about the innards of a laptop. The textbook that her school recommended was indeed very interesting, with up to date information, and new hardwares as well. Slowly getting engrossed in the book, I did not feel her hand moving under the blanket until she landed it over my crouch, which was semi-hard in the situation I was in. Sitting beside a skinny girl, with that protruding collarbone, wearing a singlet that hid none of that slender shoulders, it was even tight around her waist. Plus that short tight shorts that I was sure it was more of a pair of briefs than shorts, but the faded prints on it implied that it was indeed a casual wear.

When her hand touched me, I looked at her in a shocked way and had a direct view down her shirt with that gap into her chest. Those fine looking subtle nipples were just looking at me, like little cream toppings on top of a soft sponge cake. Well, I would have to confirm the ‘softness’ for myself. She moved her hand down to my thigh, then slipped into the loose opening of my shorts, giving a wriggle of her fingertips to get under my skin tight boxer briefs. How could I have missed her braless pair of breasts?

Although I was still flipping pages, her hand that had wrapped itself around my shaft was working up and down, using the tight skin around it to reduce friction. The book was just a cover for the emotional awkwardness. I had no idea what to do next. Lean over? Push her on the bed? I reached for her legs under the blanket and left it there, warming her with my palm.

Stella: ‘Don’t just stay there.’

I moved my fingers along her inner thigh and closed in on her pussy. Expecting the shorts to reduce the sensitivity of my nails on her skin, I did not hesitate or stop, but just kept advancing until my fingertips touched something wet.

Me: ‘Huh? When did you take it off?’

The cheeky grin on face gave me my answer and I knew ‘when’ did not matter anymore. My fingertips found their way around her pussy, using her fleshy, wet folds to moisturise. A few times I would just insert a bit of my finger into her entrance, but that was just part of foreplay. While her hand kept rubbing on me, mine was rubbing on hers as well – the clit. That special erogenous part of her was slightly bigger than what I’ve seen in those Japanese porn, and it was so much more easier to play with. I could pinch it to make her suffer for a moment, and let her enjoy the relieve after a while.

The movements of my hand had accidentally brushed across her pussy at times, and the wetness just kept topping itself up. After five minutes of this intimate foreplay, she got on her knees and made me lie straight on the bed, before pulling my shorts off. Haven’t we (guys in this case), wished that such an initiative girl would appear and want it instead of us appearing desperate?

She crawled to my lips after I was naked bottom down and the tongue fight began. It started with the light pecks, followed by an extended lip kiss, before her tongue naughtily poked between my lips. Doing the same to her, our tongue just kept touching each other in light taps. Being the ‘top’, she was skilful to make little sucks and swirls around my tongue, making me go wild just imagining her oral skills.

Kissing down my chin, my neck was not spared and my shirt was raised above my nipples, which fell prey to her active mouth and moved further down in time. My chest, stomach, belly button, groin were pitstops for her, until she arrived face to face with my armed meat-ssile. Her soft pink lips parted in my watchful eyes and an even softer tongue appeared from it, rubbing saliva over the tip, before a kiss sealed the pee hole. I could feel the soothing warmth from her saliva gather at the top, which was then spread downwards with her lips running down the red stick.

That awesome, short, high sensation flooded my head and my eyes just had to shut themselves while her mouth went up and down, with extra care at the part where my little mushroom ended, being the connecting part to the rest of the manhood. She did not just use her lips as it was, but she made use of the extra tender part that was behind the exposed lips that we usually see. Think of the shape as a pout. It just felt so good having my dick taken care of in that special way.

After she made it large and deadly, her mouth left with a strand of saliva connecting them for an instant. It was time to return the favour, or so as I thought. I angled my body upwards as her head moved away, but was pushed down mercilessly.

Stella: ‘Where are you going?’
Me: ‘Umm.. Returning the favour?’
Stella: ‘Just lie down and let me move.’

How wonderful could it get? She walked on her bed and stopped herself directly my head, kneeling down onto the pillow before adjusting backwards so my tongue would reach without tiredness. While she lowered, I managed to catch a glimpse of were I should go for, and immediately went for her swollen clit the moment my lips touched ‘up’. Sucking on it in pulses, she was just moaning with her head tilted up. Her shirt was tight that I could not look into it, but as I tortured her further, she peeled that tight singlet off and her twin peaks appeared in my horizon.

Well, silly me tried to raise my arms to them but soon realised it was nicely tucked under her calves. I brought my focus back to her pussy and made a few strokes across her slit before trying to poke into it. The moans continued and she was enjoying herself so much that her hips just kept grinding her pussy all over my mouth. At times, my tongue took a rest and she would use my nose to tickle her clit. That unforgettable aroma of her body wash was the only thing that I could make out, there was none of any other smell I could detect.

With an extra loud breath of air she breathed out, her body left my face and glided down me. Stopping directly above my dick, her hand reached to it and held it straight as she sat herself over it, letting her wet hole devour that throbbing slab. As soon as the tip was in, her hand released the grip and slowly, she pushed her body downwards, allowing me to just enter her. It happened so smoothly, that I gasped at the sensitivity that my dick was responding with.

Stella: ‘Is it tight?’
Me: ‘Very.’
Stella: ‘I’ll move slowly until you want me to go faster.’

That statement she made was a wake up call to me, that such a wholesome treatment was even possible. She got into the cowgirl position with her body just a few inches away from mine and her hips just thrust back and forth, similar to the iconic Michael Jackson hips jerking motion. I was totally relaxed and did not attempt to take control. She was just humping onto my body non-stop, alternating to a sitting up position whenever she felt a climax incoming.

It seemed that her body was tuned to get orgasms easily, from both her clit and vagina. Was it considered a blessing to have such ease? I wondered, but did not think too much. Her slim waist just kept bouncing on top of me, making her breasts move in the same manner.

Although I had wanted to change positions through that ride, she was satisfying me the way I wanted. As the clock ticked away, she started to show me numbers with her hands in relatively to the number of times she came. Five. Was I that good? Or was it her agile body? I found myself lying back and relaxing, until about ten minutes later did she pop the golden question. And that question was not the one you get asked in massage parlours.

Stella: ‘You ready to cum?’
Me: ‘You’ve had enough?’

Stella showed ‘7’ on her hand and I gave her the nod to the ultimate finish. It was something that gave me that delay most men wanted, and I knew she could go on and the urge to cum might not even appear. Perhaps she knew how to stimulate a penis with her pussy, but it was the least of my concern.

Her hands came to my chest and I felt some of her body weight, before her hips went harder onto my groin. My dick was screaming in ecstasy as the tip was brushing against something constantly. That little change in her angle was causing so much madness, almost making me hold her down to reduce that tease. But as soon as she noticed how my body resisted, an even squeeze along my shaft that was still inside her calmed me down and it felt like her giving me oral.

That tight grip, in a soft and wet environment. That was one moment I told myself I had no regrets if I died on the spot. A few more strokes later she pulled herself up and away, leaving my dick twitching for more, but she was waiting for something. Positioning the tip at her entrance, a single move down just armed, locked, and denoted my missile. The fireworks just went off inside her and I was the one who had a strongest trance-like tremble, begging for her to forgive me as my dick just unloaded into her, like an over pumped super soaker.

Her smiling face followed my face as I turned my head left and right in expressing the craziness, madness, sorrow, disappointment, satisfaction and every other emotion that a person can have. It was like a scientist looking at a hormone raged monkey going wild as it received the ‘royal’ treatment.

My intense struggle died down after a while and my shirt was soaked in my own sweat. As I caught my breath, she lifted herself away and went down on me to clean me up. The way her after-care was done can only be concluded with one word – heavenly. She just moved my dick in and out of her mouth without any suction, opening her lips at the base to catch all the sticky fluid, before sealing and pulling all of it away in her mouth.

A final process of sucking my dick for remnants finished me nicely and she laid in my arms while holding my tired one in her hand.

Stella: ‘Like it?’
Me: ‘Very much.’
Stella: ‘A friend told me that sex is a good way to slim down.’
Me: ‘Haha. And that’s why you wanted to stay on top?’
Stella: ‘Yeah. She said that finding the right person to work out with was the key.’
Me: ‘Am I your final answer?’
Stella: ‘You’re my only answer. But I understand that it’s a grey area we’re in. Let’s just say we are workout buddies if anyone asked k?’

Me: ‘As you wish.’

She tucked her head into my chest and we cuddled up for some rest before we finished the first chapter of her textbook. Workout buddy was something new, and it sounded pretty serious too. At the end of the day, we arranged another day to continue with chapter two, and also for the workout. I think it is time I plan a similar regime like hers too, since she would be the one with me for ‘abs firming’, I could do the same too.

Damn my fat tummy.

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Just Once

This entry contains blood which is disposed off by female bodies every 28 days. Yes, this story has depictions of sex during menses. Not for the faint-hearted.

Valencia had met up with Shaun at 3pm, at Paya Lebar MRT so they could hang out for a while after she met her friend at 2. Making their way to the new hideout he discovered at the City Plaza shopping mall, it was at a staircase that led to the top floor of the carpark, mysteriously locked. They went up the flights of stairs until they reached the second topmost level, confirming that the door was locked before making themselves comfortable on the steps. Since she was having her menses that week, Shaun knew there was no chance to play, and she kept her distance from being tempted as well.

Sitting at the quiet spot, they browsed through her pictures taken from her end of the year trip with her family. Sheepishly, he had managed to sit closer to her and stole glances at her long legs.

Shaun: ‘Eh! I thought you said you won’t be wearing dresses? What about the blood?’
Valencia: ‘Since you wanted me to wear one so badly, I just picked one for you. The pad will be enough protection I guess.’
Shaun: ‘Haha. So nice of you? I thought the vibrator I brought along is going to be safe.’
Valencia: ‘Safe? Eh! Just let me have a look? Please?’
Shaun: ‘Look at what?’
Valencia: ‘The toyyyy.’

He took it out of his black sling bag and showed it to her, still wrapped in the clamshell plastic packaging. She handed it back to him after reading the description behind, actually made it more obvious she was attracted to it. ‘Can you open it?‘, she asked with a hint of playfulness. Why not? Shaun thought. He peeled the packaging apart and removed the cling wrap around the toy, before giving it back to her. She saw the button at the end of it and clicked on it to no effect. Giving it a twist, the battery compartment came into light and made more sense to her.

Valencia: ‘Umm.. Can I try it?’
Shaun: ‘But your menses?’
Valencia: ‘Can wash in the toilet here right?’

He looked at her pulling her dress up to her waist and then carefully lower her panties that had a stained pad on it. Without a single bit of shyness, the toy was given a lick and it then went into her. Guessing that it was the blood that made it slippery, Shaun did not say anything but sat further to watch her begin the long awaited relieve.

She was careful not to dirty her fingers by holding it at the far end, where the button was. Apparently, she was so caught up in her own world that his idle presence did not bother her a bit.

Valencia: ‘Do you have access to the stories J had not yet published?’

With an ‘are you sure?’ look, he fired up the WordPress app and handed his phone to her. She clicked on the first entry on the list and started reading with a relaxed posture. Fingers still moving the toy, it was speeding up and slowing down as the story progressed. For a while, he thought this would be how they would spend the few hours together, but luckily she did not went that far and ended at the start of the second post.

Valencia: ‘Umm.. You know.. I am actually very tempted to know how it feels to have it inside me.’
Shaun: ‘Haha. It’s already inside you.’
Valencia: ‘Not this lah! You think I so stupid meh? I mean.. a dick.’
Shaun: ‘Wah. You go try with your future boyfriend, not me.’
Valencia: ‘Please? Just for a while?’
Shaun: ‘But the blood.. ‘
Valencia: ‘And you’re the one who kept saying the toilet is just nearby!’

She gave him a pouted lips plus frown that he cannot resist but laugh at her cute expression. His pants were removed completely and her panties with the pad was placed neatly in a corner. Just as he thought he would be leaning over her for the cherry pop, she had a different idea instead.

Valencia: ‘You just sit still. I will sit on top. I want to take my own virginity.’

Does it even work that way? He did not argue with her but leaned back against the uncomfortable edges of the steps. She squatted over him and lowered herself like a helicopter landing, slow and steady. The initial contact had coated the bit of blood on the tip and as she lowered herself, he looked away to skip watching the process.

Her entire penetration did not show any signs of pain, proving that she had fingered herself way more often than she should, and with something wide all the time. Once her pussy pasted onto his groin, Shaun gasped at the final moment as she just let herself slam into him, or rather it was him slamming into her. She kept still for what seemed like a minute or so, before lifting herself up. Shaun adjusted his knees to ninety degrees, ready to stand up to head for the loo but it was not yet over, at least not in her mind.

She brought herself down and continued riding him, making him jump at the overwhelming tightness that had squeezed down onto his dick.

Shaun: ‘Eh eh! You can get up now.’
Valencia: ‘But it just feels so good. I want more.’

With the fear of the blood catching onto his shirt, he pulled it up and thought about how to get this horny girl off. Yet, she had placed her hands on his shoulders while riding on top, bouncing for a moment before changing to grind against his hips. Shaun’s mind was filled with worry and confusion, having no idea what to do with her. She just kept going on and on with that tight pussy of hers, driving him into despair – and groaning.

Her usual orgasmic phrases shot out of her mouth and ‘Yes! yes! yes!’ repetition showed that there was no end until she came at least once. The worry was what if he, came first. Holding onto her waist and trying to slow her down, she simply overpowered his force, gaining her strength from the virgin entry. Shaun then began to think about unrelated thoughts to delay his ejaculation, and it proved effective when he brought his attention to math. So, the suggestion from his friend to do complex calculation to delay actually worked.

After a while of her bumping against his aching thighs, her tight grip on the shoulders gave a hint of the oncoming climax. Breathing a sigh of relieve, he let her sit down on his lap a few more times, and watched the shiver overcome her body, sending her trembling like before, only harder and lasting longer. As the short fit came to an end, her bouncing resumed and Shaun was once again thinking of math!

Fuck! Is she going to make me cum? Those thoughts kept screaming into his head but a part of him simply chose not to fight back. The intended slow down his hands had tried to do was instead guiding her to go faster and faster. His focus was brought back to her slim waist and tiny boobs that was jerking up and down in front of him, which he playfully reached under her dress and bra.

In less than five minutes of the frantic sex, Shaun felt my balls shrivelling to load up and had no choice but to warn her.

Shaun (shouting): ‘I’m going to cum! Get off me now!’

She used his neck as support and raised both her feet to the steps behind him, bouncing harder until he had to hold her shoulders down. But it was all too late. He felt him cum spray into her pussy and despite him fighting to get her off midway to lessen the cum that was getting inside, she had managed to keep herself firmly on top of him. Valencia had completely worn him out with her vigour and his cum was officially introduced to her virgin pussy.

She rested on his chest for a while before getting up. He got up along with her and waited for her to take out the packet of wet tissue that she brought. They cleaned themselves up as best as they could and she stopped him at one point in time so she could show him something. Standing a few steps above her, she went down to the concrete landing and squatted in a peeing position. The mixture of cum and blood dripped out of her in gunky blobs and although it was interesting to see it up close for himself, it had assured him that he would never go through such risk again.

They went to the toilet in the carpark and took turns in the single cubicle gents, using the hose to douse themselves clean. Being the guy, Shaun went in last and expectedly cleaned up faster. They then stood outside for a while to dry and giving each other weird looks.

Valencia: ‘You said you wanted me to be your fling right?’
Shaun: ‘Yeah?’
Valencia: ‘I’m in!’
Shaun: ‘Crazy woman.’
Valencia: ‘Hehe. Sorry luh. But it just feels so good with you inside. It gave me the sense of safety and security that I don’t know how to describe. I just could not stop myself.’
Shaun: ‘Okay. Shall we go see a doctor for the morning after?’
Valencia: ‘What’s that?’

Oh damn it. She had no idea what it was, but he brought her to get one anyway, giving it to her as soon as they exit the clinic. Her attitude had changed to a more loving and concerned one, but still maintained their proximity to appear as friends, with the benefits part hidden away. On the way home, whenever there was no one around, she would tell him in detail how she felt his cum filling into her and that she had to squeeze her pussy lips together to prevent it from flowing out. In summary, how awesome it felt to be ‘de-virginised’.

To Shaun, it seemed that she wanted to get pregnant. But he understand that she was more sensible than that. It was just an act of impulse, that had opened up new doors for their future meet ups. No doubt he felt a little guilty about claiming a virgin, but the fact that she wanted it so much also made him felt better to doing it for her.

After all that has happened, he was sure she didn’t minded him at all, that was why his phone still receives her teasing pictures every now and then, reminding him how lucky he was to have a girl that knew how to keep her distances, while enjoying the occasional wild sex.