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Mobile Quickie

Baby: ‘I’m not going to get out of the car in this k?’
Me: ‘Yeah yeah. We are just going to park somewhere and play.’

Wearing the white translucent oversized tank top, she had her office blazer over her shoulders despite driving in the night. We turned into a multi-storey carpark of a newly built HDB flat, and crawled one at a time into the back seat.

Unleashing our two weeks of collective passion, our hands were under each other’s top and brushing across skin. In low light, I unbuckled her half-cup bra from her back, and she unclipped my belt to my underwear. Since she changed into the tank top, she had no pants on as it was long enough to provide cover in seated position.

Without any bottoms, it was easy for me to strip her panties off, and expose her wet privates along with my little hard one. Fingers dived between our legs as we made out, stroking and rubbing wherever that made us moan in pleasure.

Like usual, I reached into my sling bag for her favourite black toy and placed her on the seat, spreading her legs out to let me have my fun. Carefully, I poked the vibrator into her and began sliding in and out, together with her gripping hand that clenched tightly onto my forearm. Slowly, I increased my speed to hear her desperation, losing control of her legs as a small shiver began creeping up her back.

Baby (whispering): ‘J.. I’m cumming.. ‘

The toy I was pushing into her got harder to shove as she hugged my arm, hips jerking erratically to juices escaping her pussy over my fingers. The panting girl laid exhausted while I continued to tease her clit, without stopping the movements of the vibrator at all.

Soon, I was in my second lap and the nipple tuning she did to her boobs did nothing to delay the second orgasm, shaking her body as I plummet the toy deep inside. After the climax subsided, she closed her legs and let the toy fall to the car mat, pushing me against the passenger door so I would slouch lower for her.

Turning to me, she grabbed my erection and thumbed my pee hole, driving me weak and insane with sensitivity.

Baby: ‘It’s your turn now.’

To see her tuck her hair on one side made me even harder, and her mouth quickly relieved the soreness on the tip. Her tongue skilfully licked the sides, covering every area while her lips slid up and down along my red shaft. As if her deep throat wasn’t enough, she added more tip teasing to her combo to make me really desperate for her mouth, forcing me to hold her hair and jammed my cock into her mouth.

She kept up with the rhythmic motion to coat my dick with her saliva, caressing my testicles at times to make me groan weakly. She began shoving her face into my groin after tasting my large size and drove me to my wits end, grabbing onto the overhead handle as my legs wrapped around her back.

Me (groaning): ‘Oh god.. keep going baby. I’m gonna cum soon.’

I dug my fingers into her hair as she paused for a deep throat, before letting me take control to fuck those sweet thick lips of hers. Reaching easily into her shirt, her nipple hardened even more with my pinching, suction increasing in the addictive mouth of hers.

Me: ‘Shooting baby.’

I held her head down on my cock as my hips buckled, shooting thick cum into her throat that kept moving as she swallowed. Sensing how hard I was holding her down, I lifted her away as my balls emptied themselves. Baby did not simply do nothing and instead, bobbed her head slightly to really dry me of any semen I had left.

The instant she sat back upright, I could no longer move from tiredness and she leaned on the door on her side, fingers circling the sore clit of hers.

Baby: ‘It’s actually quite easy to swallow if you shoot into my throat. I didn’t taste anything at all.’

Me: ‘You’re okay with that?’
Baby: ‘Yupp. Plus we can save some tissues too.’

She opened her arms for her tired boy and I jumped into her boobs, resting on my soft D cups while I fished the toy from under her seat. After wiping it down, it went back into her again and she received more orgasms, while holding my shrunken cock and fondled it to it’s original intercourse size.

Baby: ‘I’ll suck you off again?’
Me: ‘Can I have more?’
Baby (whispering): ‘Of course.’

She opened the door behind her and squatted on the floor, signalling me to sit at the edge. There, I was given a royal treatment through my cock and came another time, into her mouth where she swallowed the whole load looking at my euphoric expression with a smile.

On our way back home, I never stopped rubbing her clit and when we found a nice dark spot, it was all kisses again. My brain somehow formed a link between those forceful tongue action with her amazing blowjob, creating a bulge for my short walk home.

Baby: ‘I’ll wear this more often when we go out k? But with a bra and shorts on.’

Me: ‘And I’ll go out without underwear for you.’

We kissed our goodbyes and left, both high and still horny just by thinking about how kinky our discreet quickie was.

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Dinner for Ones

Just like the first time people reacted to the world’s most prolific scent, I couldn’t resist turning my head to catch a glimpse of the lady (or guy) who wore the famed perfume. It drifted gently into my nose, and the strength of it told me her exact distance from me.

The only ‘new’ guest that entered took a seat diagonally next to my table, and placed her order with the eager waitress. All I remembered doing was taking another deep breath of the air, and there she appeared again in my mind, shrouded in a mysterious cloud of maturity.

While she paid attention to the bottle of wine that was being introduced, my eyes tracked up her black heels onto her translucent black stockings. And as I reached the darkness under her table, the slim waist of her led my eyes right to those voluptuous assets shapely wrapped to her chest.

Before I knew it, she had swirled her wine glass and raised it in my direction, giving me a smile that would melt any man’s heart. Responding appropriately with my own near-empty glass, we sipped casually through the wide opening. Returning my attention to my own desk, the pages of calculations hit me with reality. There was just no way I can leave these accounts incomplete by the end of the day.

As opposed to the relaxing ambient of the restaurant, I stabbed the little pieces of steak and fed on it while scribbling notes on my stack of papers. Finally, after an hour, I was doing more than what my tasks required of me and the shift back to the supposedly-enjoyable dinner livened up my stressed out state.

Waiter: ‘Sir, this is from the table next to you.’

A plate of signature Tiramisu cake slid into my face and all she gave was a wink. This dish was more expensive than the steak I had and there was no way I could pass on that. A cheeky smile broke across my face despite trying to hold back led her to do the same as well, suddenly taking all the worries I had about any details I had left out in my work earlier.

Lady: ‘Dining alone uh? Cheers to us.’

Our glasses clanged across our tables and we emptied the wine in a go, forks ready to dive into the seductive little slice of heaven.

Lady: ‘May I?’

The open palm signal to the empty seat opposite me showed me how much she respected my personal space, and the only thing I could do would be to help her shift her bag to my side. The waitress tending to our area did the rest of the transfer and before I knew it, her two inch cleavage was right in front of me. After formalities were exchanged, we got started on our dessert and spoke between bites.

Me: ‘How can a lady like you be dining alone?’
Kimiko: ‘Well, the business partners I came here for had not planned anything for me. But I’m leaving tomorrow anyway.’
Me: ‘You’re from Japan?’
Kimiko: ‘You can tell?’

I need not say a word to explain my accurate guess and we scrapped our plates clean of any leftovers. For that day (and night), I had been in the most formal wear you guys can imagine. Black jacket and pants, silky white shirt without the tie to allow me to swallow better. It wasn’t everyday I wore that out, but it certainly attracted attention from the more.. elegant ladies.

Me: ‘Chanel number five.’
Kimiko: ‘Oh my god. You know it.’
Me: ‘Of course. There is no other perfume I can imagine being more suitable for you.’

She shyly pushed her plate away for the waitress to clear and we spent the next few minutes finishing up our respective choices of wine.

Kimiko: ‘Umm.. I’m wondering if you would like to come up to my room. It’s my first time in Singapore, and I would like to make the most out of this short trip. Maybe you can tell me more?’

Me: ‘It would be my pleasure.’

Upon her relentless insistence on paying for my meal (putting it on her company’s card), I couldn’t help but feel a little inferior to let her treat a stranger for her first visit here. Nonetheless, I stopped trying to pay her back after a few attempts and followed her to her room. Walking side by side, I was surprised that we were the same height, even though I knew she wore heels.

At last, the door beeped opened once she flashed her card key and candles lit the room in a somewhat eerie fashion, stopping me at the door.

Kimiko: ‘I asked for a turndown service earlier. Don’t worry.’

The hospitable Japanese kicked her heels away after me and took both my hands, guiding me in front of the full length mirror just a few steps ahead. Darting her eyes between my gaze and lips, she squeezed my arms harder as seconds ticked away.

Kimiko (whispering): ‘You are.. different from the men I met during the meeting.’
Me: ‘How different?’
Kimiko: ‘Their eyes.. it’s as though they are looking at me sexually.’
Me: ‘And me?’
Kiroko: ‘You see me.’

She took a graceful step back and reached across her belly for a concealed hook, disrobing her red dress to a deep V-neck coat. It did not stay long in that manner though, falling into a pile onto the carpet once she peeled them off her shoulders. Out of nowhere, the iconic Chanel No. 5 flooded into the bedroom, as if visibly covering the gorgeous bed next to us. Standing in her black stockings and pink lacy lingerie, she came up to me, and started unbuttoning my shirt.

The image of a dutiful wife appeared in my head when she did all the work stripping me, all the way to my blue underwear. By then, she was just in her bra and panties, stockings rolled off her ankles when my pants were removed from my feet.

My body briefly savoured the intimate warmth from her when she stepped closer, hugging me by my neck and engaging my lips. The slight drowsiness from the alcohol smoothened all the otherwise awkward trnstition to the bed and we were lying on our sides face to face in swift motions. While we continued to make out, my hand roamed to her back to free those handful breasts, possibly C cups gauging how heavy it was when I jiggled them.

Kimiko (whispering): ‘You like it?’
Me (whispering): ‘I love it.’

She lifted one of her boobs to my mouth for me to suck on the pinkest nipple and I never regretted it. As soon as my tongue went on to taste her peaks, she was pulling my hand to shove it between her legs. Meeting a perfectly smooth groin, what else could I not do? Her clit grew harder the instant I circled my middle fingertip on it, and moans filled up the flame-lit room with sexuality.

Once five minutes had passed from the one-sided pleasure giving, she spread my legs forcefully and sat in between on her feet.

Kimiko: ‘Just lie down and enjoy.’

The last scene I recalled was her opened mouth going over my erection, momentarily sending me to the heavens when her lips closed on my shaft. My eyelids remained heavy as she slurped her way up and down, saliva generously providing seamless, long, soothing trips down my cock and up my spine. Never did I had an urge to grab her hair and force her any lower. She had me covered from ‘top’ to ‘bottom’.

Kimiko: ‘Ahh.. nice?’
Me (weakly): ‘Yeah.. super.’

The familiar sound of a plasticky item brought me to my senses and a fuzzy image of a condom appeared in her hand. She proceeded to roll the almighty protection gear down my cock and skilfully extended it longer into my groin.

Me: ‘Shall I go on top first?’
Kimiko: ‘Not yet. I.. don’t orgasm easily. And can only climax when I’m riding. So I’ll go first.’

That said, she waded over my hips and sat slowly down over my dick, tucking it safely into her body as she relaxed her hip. While she was feeling more comfortable, I was in fact getting tensed. I knew what this position would do for me and the result might actually kill the mood we had spent so much effort to build up. My dick never felt much pleasure in this stance and it might affect her if I had little reaction to her hard work.

Anyway, she carried on with the rocking and grinding motion, moaning and holding her own hair back as she glide her ass on my waist. Just like she mentioned, her pussy got tighter just two minutes into the sex and she came shortly after. Following the hoarse moans from her throat, her body shook non-stop for at least ten seconds before she fell forward onto me, panting breathlessly while trying to tell me something.

Me (whispering): ‘Kimi.. you alright?’
Kimiko (panting): ‘I came really hard just now. I never felt that before.’

She was close to fainting when I rolled her onto her back, sliding between her legs while she caught her breaths. Seeing how weak she was trying to hold her legs up for me, I did her the favour and threw her calves over my shoulders, leaning forward till her pussy was completely vulnerable.

Auto-docking into her vagina, I sank my cock very slowly into her, causing her to pout in an agonising expression to rush me. Still, I took my time and started out slow, worried that her tightness would trigger anything too early. As time past, I was soon hammering her at full speed and depth, ramming my way as far as ‘it’ could reach.

The girlish hug she gave around my ribs tickled me slightly to push myself even further, driving my hard rod faster beyond my determination to last longer. Within a minute, she pulled me onto her chest as another shiver immobilised my cock with an overwhelming vacuum, milking my unprepared rod for any cum that I could afford – which was none.

Me (whispering): ‘Come. Flip over for me.’
Kimiko: ‘Doggy?’
Me: ‘Yeah.’
Kimiko: ‘But I don’t like that pose. It feels degrading.’
Me (whispering): ‘It’s just you and I here. And I won’t make you regret it.’

I pulled out of her and helped her on her knees, spreading them just wide enough for me to go between. Parking my tip at her entrance, I grabbed her waist and plunged right in, sending her into screams directed into the pillows after the first entry.

Kimiko: ‘Fuckkk… ‘

Hearing that, the next thing I did was probably the only thing I did. I yanked her body back as I thrust forth, pile-driving my steel foundations into her pussy over and over again. Besides begging me to stop, the seemingly infinite orgasms kept trembling her upper body, releasing more fluids as I pumped my heart out.

Me: ‘Kimi! You’re squeezing me too tight!’
Kimiko (moaning): ‘I know! I’m going crazy!’

I shifted myself closer to her ass and made tiny deep thrusts, focusing on my shaft since the tip was getting too sensitive. Kiroko couldn’t do much except to clench her fists at the ends of the pillow, face buried in it to suppress her moans. I was about to reach my end.

Kimiko (moaning): ‘Are you cumming?’
Me: ‘Soon!’

She lunged herself forward and let my erection slip, toppling me forward onto her back as she crawled away from my sweaty body. Remaining on the bed, she let me lay flat while she fell onto my belly, mouth moving closer to my twitching cock as I combed her fringe away. I felt the condom coming off in front of her face, and then her mouth went to take its place.

She used her hand to continue to jerk me while sucking, till I was once again trembling weak in my knees.

Me (groaning): ‘Shooting now!’

She devoured more of my shaft and caressed my balls while my abs tightened, unloading waves of cum into a more manageable ‘container’ that kept teasing my pee hole.

Finally, the last contraction was over and she took a few seconds longer to suck me clean. Sitting upright next to me, she stretched the rubber ring of the condom and spat into it, releasing blobs after blobs of whitish liquid.

Kimiko (breathing deeply): ‘You came a lot.’
Me (panting): ‘Thanks to you.’

She dried me up with tissue and we head into the showers to clean up, only to end up fucking each other again – with running water down our bodies and no condoms. After the most tiring shower, the both of us had no more strength for anything and collapsed into the bed, cuddling in each other’s arms drifting off to sleep.

When I woke up the next day, she was up and dressed in a lively sundress. The pink lingerie, stockings were folded neatly into a pile and a note laid on top of them all.

Kimiko: ‘I’m leaving in fifteen. You can sleep till 2pm. I have requested for a late check out.’
Me: ‘I can send you to the airport you know?’
Kimiko: ‘My company has arranged transport. Those are for you.’

She came over to my side and pecked my forehead, but not before I forced a ten seconds tongue fight out of her. Quickly wrestling my morning wood out of the thick blanket, she used her saliva to give me a handjob. The most rushed, but skilled hand-twisting and area-specific teasing. Keeping time on her pick-up schedule, I came into her hand after just five minutes and she wiped most of them with a dry tissue. Whatever left was left to dry, and that would be the only present I could give her.

And also my underwear which I spent fifteen minutes looking for, only to find out in the note that she had took it with her. I hope to see you again Kimiko, and take in your Chanel again.

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Sister’s Inside Job

Stepping into a small and bare house, my sister introduced me to her friend, Elise, whom she thought could use some free tuition I was giving to her. As if my sister was in her own home, she went into Elise bedroom after an exchange of whisper, then calling out to me that she was going to take a nap.

For a start, I wasn’t qualified as a teacher for any subjects, due to my poor results. But acting as a guide to logically explain answers and methods was still not beyond my means. So, the two of us, Elise and I, took our seats in the living room, the only available room apart from her parents’ in the three room flat.

At the beginning, things were pretty awkward without any knowledge of her background. But slowly, we spoke about ourselves as we attempted questions together, learning from our mistakes to understand better. Surprisingly, Wolfram Alpha was our best help and we wore out quickly from the endless problem solving questions.

Elise: ‘Your sister didn’t tell you about me?’
Me: ‘Nope. Just that you come from a poor family, no offense, and is more guai than her. Haha.’

To think back, we had met a few times when I picked my sister up from school, being more of ‘along the way’ rather than specially fetching the 16 year old rebellious girl. Elise was way quieter and wasn’t that outspoken, until we knew each other better.

Elise: ‘You have a girlfriend? Most guys your age will be marrying soon right?’
Me: ‘Nah. Still looking. And not enough savings yet.’
Elise: ‘She also said you brought a few girls home before?’
Me: ‘My ex lo. A few ex. I’m not that desperate k?’

She returned to the messily scribbled foolscap paper and stared aimlessly at it. Meanwhile, I gave in to my aching tummy and blew their toilet up, even moaning too loud when I relieved my exploding bladder. When I returned to the living room, she was at the sofa, fidgeting awkwardly.

Once I went up to her side, my overcasting shadow shocked her into pulling her hand out from under her oversized blue Dri-Fit class tee, fingers rubbing around her hems to possibly dry them.

Me: ‘You okay? Eh. We are adults here right? Don’t tell me you just.. ‘
Elise (whispering): ‘Yeah.. yes.’

The innocent looking girl never looked into my eyes when she lifted her shirt. Which I paid no attention to, thinking that she must have worn a pair of shorts since there were guests coming over. Instead, a pair of blue panties with a darker patch lined the groin area, spreading outwards to her thighs.

Elise then proceeded to pull them off as if I wasn’t there, stuffing it behind her back while I turned away.

Elise: ‘Sorry.’

She slanted her body towards me and shifted back, telling me that the space was for me. How could I not know where was this headed for? When she carefully picked my wrist up, I was somewhat frightened. Well, not really frightened, but just unsure if I should be doing this at all. This wasn’t like some porno flick where a student seduces a teacher, it was happening right there. The most unimaginable, studious girl-next-door actually stripped her intimate wear in front of me.

Elise (whispering): ‘Just put it here k?’

My palm rested on a smooth, level piece of her skin while my fingers were pushed between her legs, dipping into some of her slimy wetness. She leaned towards me and reached for my shorts, one suitable only for going downstairs to the mama shop. She easily pushed her fingers through the overstretched waistband (which was also extra comfy on the waist), reaching my cock in under a few seconds.

Throughout the time I saw her panty-less till then, my little head was already rising to the commotion. The inexperienced hand grabbed my rod and moved downwards, painfully prying the dry foreskin from my penile head.

Me: ‘Ouch.. stop first. It’s a little painful.’

The curious girl started to bend her back at my groin, forcefully stretching my pants to see what was wrong. Instead of letting her explore clueless, I quickly slouched lower and dropped my shorts to my hips, just enough to let my dick breath.

Me: ‘This part. It’s too dry.’

The change in her expression suddenly stopped her movements. From the start, it was as if she knew what to do, and then, all of a sudden, she was lost.

Elise: ‘How now? Can use my.. water?’
Me: ‘I haven’t tried that before’

When she positioned herself to climb over me, I had no choice but to hold her waist to stop her. Was this an attempt to take a shortcut? What was she thinking (as if we could be any more wrong coming this far).

Elise: ‘Wait wait. Just relax first.’

She bent my dick onto my belly before I let her down slowly, watching her transfer her juices by hand. When our genitals got too close, that was when she had a stroke of genius, applying her ‘water’ by simply gliding her pussy along my shaft.

Just as that was happening, moans started coming from her mouth, combined with weakening arms supporting her upper body. Both her arms went around my neck before I could react, but my hands could still control how high her hips rocked.

Body-to-body, the unlikely teasing actually felt really good, like a massage between two soft folds of meat. As my eyes shut themselves to the heavenly treat, she gradually raised her hip movements, until I felt my tip poke into a tiny warm hole.

Me: ‘Eh eh! Stop!’

I couldn’t sink my butt any deeper into the couch as she lowered herself, devouring my cock into an overwhelmingly tight hole. It was contracting wildly on my shaft, and an uncontrollabl shiver was felt across her waist.

Elise (moaning): ‘Fuck.. it feels so good!’

Her knees began to lift and drop her body, slamming my cock into her adjusting cunt. It soon felt more comfortable, not that any sex could be uncomfortable, as her body accommodated my size.

Seeing how high she was, I spun my body to the longer end of the couch and let her fall. Now pinning her with my weight, I hammered the skinny girl’s body without any creaking noises, all thanks to the old leather sofa that was built from sturdy material.

Plunging my cock into her was the worst torture I had been through. She came easily to my size and just kept getting tighter, no matter how slow I went. My mind just kept telling me to go ‘once more’ each time I wanted to rest. Finally, I yanked myself out out of desperation, only to see her replace my cock with her fingers.

Elise (whispering): ‘Don’t stop J.’

She clamped her hand with her legs and flipped over for me, knees spreading as wide as the couch get. Her webbed fingers then tried to reach for my cock behind her, but couldn’t wait and rubbed her clit every once in a while.

At last, I stopped teasing her and pushed my dick into her palm, quickly guided into her pussy that had loosened a little. This time, I grabbed her tiny waist tightly and plummeted deep into her, sending moans and groans around the house. I increased my speed as she climaxed over and over again, determined to wear her out with this intense session of pure sex.

Her weak arms soon collapsed to her weight, and I held her hips high to keep going. After two full minutes of crazy deep thrusts, my little head could take no more of her virgin-like tightness, and counted down for the eruption.

Me: ‘Elise, I’m going to shoot!’

I let myself fall back to whatever space left on the couch and her body leaned to the backrest, catching all the lost breath that was pounded out of her. Elise tiredly returned to lie flat in front of me, trying to hide her weakness with a faint smile. I climbed over her chest without putting any weight on her, and both her hands came to jerk me off.

Still well lubricated, I just needed to recompose myself, and be ready to redirect the cumshot if she pointed it elsewhere. A couple minutes passed before I felt my climax creep up from my spine, as if a SuperSoaker was being pumped for maximum fatality.

Me: ‘Okay okay.. shooting shooting.’

I bent forward over the armrest and stuck my cock into her mouth, where she sucked like a baby while her index and thumb continued to work. Alas, my hips buckled and sweet, hot, honeydew puree squirt into her mouth, pushing it down her throat with every unintentional jerks.

When I lifted myself away from her, she pinched her fingers across her lips to catch whatever I missed, and took her cup of Milo to help swallow it. As pleased as I was, my sister’s presence then occurred to me, that she had probably heard it all.

I put on Elise’s panties for her and returned my clothes to their original position, trying to act as if nothing had happened. Elise brought her cup of Milo into her bedroom where my sister slept, and came out with her and an empty cup.

When mei washed the cups in the kitchen, did Elise found a chance to tell me something – that she did not swallow, and spat my cum into the Milo my sister drank.

Sister: ‘You two had sex right! Orh hor!’
Me: ‘Eh. Don’t anyhow say hor.’
Sister: ‘Haha. Actually, I’m the one who taught her how to seduce you de la. Men are all the same ma. Plus she has a crush on you.’

The last part got me to hold her hand in a loving manner, pecking on the back of her palm as a sign of affection. After that, she went into her room, and reappeared with a nice, pink dress that left her slender shoulders exposed.

Sister: ‘Okay! Over to my place!’

The girls held hands and skipped out of the house after me, teasing me with questions about how the sex went as if I just fucked myself. Wait, maybe I did fuck myself.

The days spent with Elise was filled with excitement and joy, experimenting outdoor sex and toys and fetishes only girls her age had energy to keep up with.

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Lenny’s Lena

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A week after I returned to Singapore, it was her turn to visit this place for the first time in her life. Coming from a less well-to-do family, I booked a hotel to put her up for the two nights stay, as well as planned a simple itinerary around the vicinity to show her around.

Lenny: ‘Hey J! This is my sister. Lena.’
Lena (shyly): ‘Hi.. ‘

The even smaller sized girl was in fact older, and the cutesy denim suspender shorts made her looked illegal. Upon entering the bedroom (with just one bed since the girls can share), Lena went into the toilet first and left me in the mercy of her sister, who kissed, and crouch-grabbed me.

When Lena came out, she was out of her romper and had her black spaghetti top stretched over her hips. Lenny dashed into the toilet immediately and did her business, probably holding it in for the whole three hours plus journey. I watched her sister climb into bed, pantyless and unshy, searching her wallet for a note for me. Not wanting to risk discovery, I slipped it into my pocket fast, before Lenny’s head popped out of the door.

Lenny: ‘I shower first k? Fast one.’

Roughly knowing how ‘fast’ she could be, I laid on top of the blanket Lena was under, and felt her crawl to me. That afternoon, I wore a pair of shorts to cope with the hot weather and she had no qualms about digging into it, fondling my cock for a moment.

We paused for a while until she saw the raging hard on stopped growing, and then crawled in doggie to my shorts again (face at my groin and my face at her rear). When I disappeared into her mouth, my mind immediately told me to shove my finger into her clit. Her tightly pressed descending lips got all the nerves working and her soft, wet tongue pushed on all the right spots. My mind was effectively numbed in an instant. A large amount of saliva had lubricated her blowjob and rubbing her clit simply got her to suck deeper.

In just short five minutes, my whole forearm was drenched in her juices (I was fingering her lying down) and her mouth had slowed down in contrast. My dick was so swollen and every tease of her tongue felt like the last straw. Once I saw her opened mouth lower into my trimmed bush, my hips automatically jerked upwards to start spraying my load into her. Her booty trembled as she climaxed at the same time, squirting once onto the pillow behind her.

Just as the shower sounds died down, she pulled away from my cock, leaving it sparkling clean and well-pleased. Lena returned to her position and flipped the pillow around to its dry side, as if nothing had happened while her sister was away.

Lenny: ‘Jie, your turn!’

Lena jumped out of the bed and winked while her sister was busy hugging me, picking up a fresh piece of t-shirt along the way. Once she was inside the shower, it was Lenny’s turn to strip my shorts off, only to see a shrunken cock with a drop of pre-cum at the tip.

Quickly, she tugged the foreskin back and sucked on it like a baby, till I was up and wide. Unlike her wild sister, she sat on me facing the wall and let me turn her to the bed. In doggie style, I pound the life out of her in senseless moans her sister definitely heard. In the midst of the crazy love-making, Lena was done and creeped up behind me, unaware to her sister who was barely holding her senses together.

She kept her eyes glued to her sister as countless orgasms collapsed her onto the bed, granted by the extended hammer time given by her own sister. The moment Lena saw her sister gone weak, she covered her with the blanket and took her place on the empty side.

Lena pried one of her ass apart and I quickly plunged in, banging the life out of her non-stop like her sister. By the time she blacked out, my second load was about to happen. Instead of giving it to the new participant, I went over to my first encounter, tucking the tip between her lips. The weary younger sister let me fucked her face till I came, right into her mouth for her to taste my final serving.

A gulp down her throat concluded the night and I took my bath, sleeping between the girls for a new day of surprises. I wonder if we would ever get around that itinerary instead of spending all the time in bed.

On the piece of paper, Lena wrote, ‘I will have everything my sister has’. So I guess that included me.

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Lena’s Lenny

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Girl: ‘Are you lost?’

I turned to see a fair skinned girl, in basic white spaghetti top and high waist shorts, looking concerned at me. Despite the isolation of the hotel, there were houses nearby and eyes were beginning to judge the sight of an obvious Singaporean with their local SYTs.

Me: ‘No I’m not. I’m catching some air here. It’s so different from Singapore.’
Girl: ‘Oh. From Singapore. I stay behind the hotel. Good you not lost. Eaten?’
Me: ‘Nope. Not sure what’s there to eat around here.’

A frown appeared between her brows as she thought hard about a place, but it was mostly the number of choices that got her.

Girl: ‘Eat together? Ten minutes walk.’

I nodded and made the universal sign for money, returning to my room with her tagging closely behind. Once I got the cash, we went for dinner and the hospitality of the locals filled my stomach beyond maneuverability. Lenny walked me back to my hotel no matter how much I assured her I remember the path, sending me into a state of dilemma when we reached my room.

To send the girl back alone would be dangerous, and thinking back, it was equally dangerous for me to walk back alone too.

Me: ‘So now you are going back?’
Lenny: ‘Yupp.’
Me: ‘It’s quite late you know? Can you spend the night here?’

The offensive request shocked her into taking out her phone, and dialling ‘Mum’ without hesitation. After a minute of incomprehensible chat, she gave me a nod and I knew the first part of the worry was over.

In the room, I let her take her shower first and for thirty minutes, there was no sound. Although I know she was just enjoying the bathtub, I was in a hurry to rinse the BBQ smell off my clothes.

*Knock knock*

Splashing sounds came and the door swung open to her in a bath towel.

Lenny: ‘Yes?’
Me: ‘I thought you fainted. Umm.. are you almost done?’

She pointed to the bathtub and a overflowing bubbles told me how much she was enjoying it. While distracted, she grabbed my wrist and pulled me inside, slamming the door accidentally behind my back.

Lenny: ‘Oops. Shower together? I won’t see anything.’

Hmm.. a plan indeed. She walked to the tub and threw the towel over a hook, casually stepping into it in front of the mirror wall. With her eyes on the mirror (away from me), I proceeded to strip and joined her in the bubble bath.

Lenny: ‘I clean your back for you.’

She offered to help after I wet my head, holding me carefully while I turned around. Just two rubs on my back later, her hands slid across my waist to my groin, peeling the foreskin backwards of my erecting cock. What else could I expect when she wanted to ‘rub’ me? My little head won this time.

With her fingers stroking my penis underwater, I backed up on her till she hit the edge, without any space to run. Both my hands went behind my back and I located her groin quickly, submerging between the delicate labia lining the path to her clit.

Engaged in the mutual masturbation, we moaned our hearts out as temperature rose in the bathroom. She had gone all out pumping my cock in her hand and two fingers were digging her pussy out.

Lenny (whispering): ‘I need to pee!’

A hot jet of pee hit my back with her body shaking, triggering an orgasm while she relieved herself. As soon as she was done, she unplugged the stopper and we leaned on each other till only the foam was stuck on our bodies.

Gleefully, she took the shower head and rinsed me clean, doing the same for herself once I got out of the tub. We joined hands for support on the slippery floor to the mirror and that was when she began to blow-dry her hair, body bent over the sink to give me slutty glances through the mirror.

Lenny: ‘You have a condom?’

The only person who could beat my timing to get that condom would be The Flash. She took the rubber off my hand and spread the ring over her pussy, telling me that that was the only way to put it on.

Naturally, I unlocked my knees and slid my cock up her pussy, until she perked her ass up for my dick to pop into the condom and into her hole. She held the rubber ring for the few strokes I used to get ‘armed’, and soon let go after I was buried deep inside her.

Her body kept jerking as I hammered her from behind, disrupting the blow-dry and combing process. Once she slammed the comb down in a pouting look, I stood upright to miss my next entry. Lifting her small frame onto the basin, she instinctively wrapped her legs around my waist and let me pound her weak.

God, if only you guys could see how she slouched against the mirror, biting her lips as moans were fucked out of her. While at it, I took her shirt and pulled it over her head, leaving her braless to do the same for me. Once the basic attire was decided on, I carried her to the bed and let gravity did the work. To fall, and ram my cock into her.

The yelp did not stop us from fucking the sheets off the mattress, swapping to doggie style when she wanted to look out of the window. Facing the rows of private houses, the pounding she took jerked her up and down against the glass. If anyone spotted us, they couldn’t be any more right as to what we were doing.

Me (groaning): ‘You’re getting tighter Len.. ‘
Lenny (moaning): ‘It’s you getting bigger!’

We turned towards the bed and she climbed on it, waist still in my hands for me to tug her over my dick. Finally, the next orgasm threw her forward and she flipped around, spreading her legs for me to step into.

Out of her pussy, it was safe for her to rip the condom off and to use her hand on me. As if she was beating herself off, she made sure to aim my little head low while stroking the shaft.

The glorious sight of a young girl in obvious braless state, boobs bouncing up and down on her firm chest, waist skinny enough for my fingers to touch if I squeezed her hard, there was no reasons for my cock to delay any longer.

Me (grunting): ‘Ready!’

A smile followed by lips-bite appeared on her face and she went all out. In mere seconds, she lit the fireworks over her body and quickly sat up to gather the rest on her face. Shots after shots my cum stuck to her beautiful skin and she was this close to make me shoot blood when I stopped her.

She stretched her arms out to push my shoulders down and I was on my knees between her legs. Watching her streetlights lit face, my slightly watery cum dribbling down her nose and was vacuumed into her mouth. She used her fingers to scoop the rest into where she ate and stuck her cute tongue out for me.

Lenny: ‘Dahz-in (dustbin).. ‘

Her fingers pointed my gaze to the white bin under the bedside lamp and I brought it to let her clear her mouth. Bottomless, we went for a quick wash up and brushed our teeth, falling asleep almost together after that intense night.

For a country that was one hour ahead, I woke up before the sun rose, to see her sprawled legs opened lying on her chest. Needless to say, my morning wood was harder than usual and I laid on top of her, inching my rubberised dick into her raw slit.

Lenny (whispering): ‘heyyy.. ‘
Me: ‘You’re wet?’
Lenny: ‘Dreamt about you.’

I let go off my hips and let it sink into her, getting an immediate response from her through a moan. I used my weight to keep her still as the condom squeaked its way in, silencing only after a few strokes. Bouncing atop of the petite lady, her groans rhythmically followed my tempo, until I saw her fists closed to the sexiest orgasm wriggling her body.

Lenny: ‘Let me do my morning workout now.’

She lifted her ass up and nudged me out, bringing me to the bathroom and into the tub. With the wall’s support, I sat at the shorter ledge and let her sit reverse cowgirl over my lap. Rocking back and forth using my knees to balance, my little head indulged in the hands-free sex, feeling every inward stroke stuff it into a narrower end.

There was nothing for me to do once she rejected my takeover, sending me into a lightheaded haven with her slurping hole.

Me: ‘Len, I’m going to cum soon. But not yet.’

She gracefully dismounted and split my thighs apart. Going down on me again, the absence of condom let her worked her tongue on every inch of my shaft, milking me in sensual upward strokes.

Me: ‘You are having breakfast right here?’
Lenny: ‘Mmm-Hmm!’

Her slim fingers joined her lips and the hand-mouth combo pushed me to my wits’. My toes curled up in the porcelain tub and she sucked even harder, forcing me to make girlish groans.

Me (moaning): ‘Cumming cumming!’

She dropped her jaws this time and sank my whole rod down her throat, massaging my rod with the gag reflex. My mind peacefully blew the load down her throat, emitting waves of pleasure down my body into her lips. It was the most soothing, muscles relaxing ejaculation that week, and it refreshed me to new heights.

She showed me an ‘OK’ sign and I gave her a wide smile. Before my very eyes, my dick reappeared in slow-mo and she frowned upon swallowing whatever that was left on her throat.

Lenny: ‘Okay! Done!’

The shower head splashed warm water on me and we took a bath together, this time scrubbing down our bodies without anymore interruptions. It was somehow heart settling to watch each other get dressed, knowing how satisfied.. or a better word would be ‘complete’ after the brief ‘get-to-know-you-better-night’ of activities.

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