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Indulge Once

Standing in the corners of the lift, we had no choice but to be strangers till the lift stopped at our floor. I pulled her by her wrist out of the elevator to where the sign pointed, until I shoved the door opened. I grabbed her bag as she was pushed inside, dropping it behind the door in a hurry.

Before she could react, I raised her knitted top over her head and her school skirt crumpled at her feet. ‘Get on the bed!’, I lifted and threw her in the middle, where the sunlight was blasting on it. Lying face down, I picked her hips on her knees and tore her ass wider.

Burying my face into her crotch, I slurped and licked across that wet slot, scooping the sticky appetisers that coated her panties. Once they were gone, freshly squeezed syrup started flowing and I just sucked them up. Wriggling my tongue everywhere, her ass shook back and forth to my random licks.

I replaced my tongue with my fingers once she got super wet, and vibrated fast on her clit, till her calves raised her ass higher into the air. Forcing my middle finger into her, I twisted my wrist downwards and scraped along the underside of her pussy. Gosh, if only she knew how wet she was. Every curling tug of my hand actually splashed some juices out of her, and I kept her balanced no matter how much she swayed about.

‘Fuck me already!’, she exclaimed impatiently while I was still enjoying the foreplay. After a while of that passionate moaning from her, I sat on her bent back (in doggie with knees tucked in), and put on a strap on I crafted especially for her. Locking the dildo in place, I went behind her and guided the tip in, slowly sending the rest of it into her resisting cunt.

A long groan came once I reached her deepest spot, causing her knees to slip against the sheets. Legs straightened and slightly apart, the strap on was in place right between our hips. ‘Is that the toy or you inside me?’, she tried to look at my groin but I pinned her head on the pillow to stop her. ‘Guess’, I gave my first thrust that sent her screaming, pounding swift and deep for the next minute.

Her frantic hands could never reach me to stop the violent sex, but I could easily tease her nipples from behind. Just barely five minutes into the loud and dirty sex, a puddle formed on the bed under her pussy. I switched us to a spooning pose to get her feet together, before a little helicopter stunt brought us to missionary.

My chest was pressed closely to her to prevent her from seeing what was inside her, and continued my raging hammer time on her even resistant pussy. Without the obstruction of her fine little ass, I was even deeper inside her and she could barely hold her composure under me.

The roll-eye thing she did became permanant when I shoved really hard, forcing another orgasm to soak into the bedsheets. ‘Stop J, stop! I can’t take it anymore. It’s sore!’, she pleaded in a tired voice and I slowed to a stop. Kissing from her ear, I made my way to her pussy and licked her till she went silent.

‘I have no more strength.. (asthmatic gasp) to do anything to you.. ‘, her eyes shut gently after she completed her sentence and I went to nibble on those perky nipples, channeling energy back into her chest. ‘Later k?’, she hugged me into her chest and I laid with her, going for a nap which she interrupted by waking little me up.

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This Way

Girl: ‘Excuse me. Do you know where is Ikea?’

The strong China accent came from a girl with neatly tied ponytail, donning a navy dryfit tee with short matching skirt. Yan (nametag), was holding up a paper map pointing at the building just five minutes away.

Me: ‘I am going there too. This way.’

I stepped ahead of her and she clutched her tote bag tighter, hoping that I wasn’t going to lead her to some dark corners. The iconic blue-yellow building delighted her and she was about to run into it but courtesy stopped her from leaving her guide just like that.

Me: ‘You can go ahead first! Maybe I’ll see you later.’
Yan: ‘Okay! Thank you!’

The two minutes stroll I took still managed to put us together when I saw her walking away from the payment counters, cleverly or stupidly positioned at level 1. I let her go on the escalator first and she didn’t dare to move more than ten steps away from me.

Me: ‘Yan, what did you need here?’
Yan: ‘I wanted to see this place.’
Me: ‘Okay. See this arrows? Follow it until you reach the cafeteria, canteen, restaurant, I’ll be eating there.’

She nodded and grabbed a booklet, disappearing into the always elegant displays and I went to grab a bite. After twenty minutes, she found me and I let her finish the last two chicken wings (so I wouldn’t look like a glutton with that many plates).

We cleared the bottom level with more things she never expected to find and kept them all in my reusable Ikea bag. We took a ten minutes walk in the humid weather to one of the block in the vicinity, going up to her rented place to divide the spoils.

Yan: ‘Can you stay for coffee?’

I nodded and she came back with 3-in-1. On the couch, we spoke for a while, the casual, pat-and-laugh contact lasting longer each time. She finally caught my fingers and we began entering the topic of our relationships, learning that she does have a boyfriend back home. That was one of those times where knowing too much kills the mood but was slightly turned on by her marital status.

At one point, I didn’t want to hesitate anymore and just pulled her into my chest, hugging for a long time. Kisses came slowly and my raging hormones got me hovering over her quickly.

My shirt was removed in a single tug like hers, and those cute A cups had no bras holding them down. Sucking sensually on them, she raised her skirt to pull her panties off. My tongue trailed down her belly to her groin and she was asking for more within seconds.

Yan: ‘不要停！’
Translation: Don’t stop!

The wild side showed up at last and I was turning blue when she let me catch any air. When we kissed again, she forcefully pushed me over to her spot and went down on the pinned-me, working those lips and tongue on that rarely-seen size. I totally lost count of how many times I begged her to stop, and go deeper. She would lick me whenever she needed a rest and her lips would be around my shaft very quickly.

There was no more patience in us when she kneeled over my lap, making me hug her and flip her on the couch. Her feet automatically rose up the backrest and the other dangled freely over the edge. My hips slammed down hard on her and her eyes turned watery instantly, silently mouthing the word ‘fuck’ over and over again.

Her pussy was so juicy that naughty sounds kept coming, as if I was thrusting into a tub of water. Those puppy-eyes soon rolled white when I grind my cock against her upward-facing cunt, giving her the orgasm she had been waiting so long for.

Moaning softer and softer, hoarse whines took over her speaking voice and the tightening vagina wasn’t playing nice either. Before I could give her another climax, I was almost done.

Me (groaning): ‘Cumming! Cumming!’

She kicked my chest away from her and I didn’t force my way either. She picked herself up and laid on her chest between my feet, while I sat on the leather armrest. Her mouth took my cum-covered rod and tasted her own juices, bobbing her head with those lips gently pressed around my girth.

It only took me a few minutes of groaning to shut up and cum, creaming out from the sides of her lips. The surprise came when she slurped up all my escaping cum and swallowed, giving me a brief sensation of her moving throat. My body fell onto its side after the intense orgasm and I just let her pull me over her chest (lying down).

We rested for the next half an hour before she wanted to go back to Ikea for the hot dog bun. After the quick bite, I was allowed to go home after giving her my number. Will she call me?

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Loving Agony

‘Lick me again’, she whispered to him after he took a break from the oral sex he was giving and watched him disappear under her groin again, feeling that warm tongue flicking around. Bubbles got especially wet the second time and felt him sucking her clit so hard, climaxing into his face with a gush of liquid right into his mouth.

Sean was pleased with the relief she got and remained on his knees, while moving his body upwards over her. As soon as his dick touched her pussy, her weak limbs came to life and tried to knock his joke off, only that he wasn’t making one. The weight of his thighs kept her legs wide open while her arms couldn’t get between their touching bodies.

The first inch of his dick pierced into her pussy, spreading those delicate lips open and forcing the rest of it in. The gasping expression told her how tight she was but it was his size that was hurting her so bad. Even if she had fingered herself before, her mind was never ready for something this hot and thick.

‘Don’t resist. Just relax and it will be less painful’, his warm breath carried those words into her ears and her body listened, to the assault she gradually accepted. A sigh came from her when his groin touched hers, completing the seal with his dick buried deep inside her.

He pushed his hands under her back and carried her on his chest, where her arms wrapped around his neck automatically. Sean’s strong arms brought them to standing position and he used a wall to support some of her weight, while she was hanging dearly for her life and to prevent him from going too deep.

Her ass felt his firm grip on them and he bounced her up and down, slamming her hips on his half-squat stance. The depth of his penetration had clouded her mind long ago and she was moaning more sexily. Besides the unexpected pauses that delayed her orgasms, something in her was begging for more.

‘Why do you keep stopping?’, asked the clueless Bubbles who was getting impatient for her first penetrative orgasm. ‘You’re too tight! I might just cum anytime’, he groaned in the most agonising tone and she got his message instantly. She let go of her hands slightly to touch her own clit and masturbated while he lifted her up and down, till she came all over his balls.

‘Put me down first, I’ll help you’, those words delighted Sean’s aggressive mode and he let her down, for her to retrieve her panties from her bag. Wrapping that silky, soft panties around his cock, the slight dampness was perfectly lubricating her handjob.

She kept going against the increasingly violent trembling of his legs and did not stop until her panties soaked up his hot cum, excess dripping loudly onto the floor. His dick became the hanger for her panties once she jumped away and hugged him from behind while he cleaned up.

Finally, the deed was done and they sat quietly at that carpark stairs to catch their breaths. ‘When are we meeting again?’, Bubbles asked in an excited tone that Sean was getting a bit scared of. ‘Next week?’, he replied with a head full of thoughts about the tightness he just experienced.

The innocent, happy-go-lucky girl skipped ahead of him making their way out of the carpark, oblivious to the love-hate sensation she just stirred up in him. Well, it’s his own dick that couldn’t handle it – not him.

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Uniform Coincidence

Nigel was all self-conscious when he walked through the bus interchange with the 16 year old in her school uniform. Not only he was wearing the No. 4 uniform, the ‘two bars’ made it even worse if anyone were to catch him in the ‘act’. They walked suspiciously like strangers but not strangers, side by side and talking about their plans they discussed online. Since he got enlisted till he got his rank (about to ORD), he had little freedom posted to a BMTC school.

As for Emily, she came from a neighbourhood school in the vicinity and decided to meet him, having a slight fetish for men in uniformm. The sound of ‘Officer in SAF’ totally caught her attention, knowing full well of the tough training they had to go through. Simply looking at his fit arms turned her on so much on the walk home.

Nigel: ‘How do you know this place?’
Emily: ‘My ex and I use to come here.’

She casually put her tote bag down and untied her pony tail, waving her head to free those tangled locks. The NS guy became the one to get paranoid and used his ‘tracking skills’ to see if the households below them were home. The lack of shoes, darkness under the doors, eerie silence, gave him all the assurance he needed.

Emily: ‘So, are those pants designed to be taken off in a flash?’

He put his assault bag down and stood on stable ground, just two steps away from where she sat legs tucked to a side. He showed her the three-buttons design for the crotch, citing ‘stealth’ for the reason not to use a zipper. She quickly got to unbutton them and he just let her, showing her a trimmed patch of pubes as soon as she opened wider. She left his pants at her knees and asked about the compression boxers, to get an explanation about ‘abrasions’.

She soon got that down to his thighs and a flaccid 2 inch awed her. Not sure of how to reduce the damage if he was caught, not-doing-anything seems to be the best idea. Emily touched his cock and inspected it all over, only to see ‘him’ rise in her hand.

Nigel: ‘Are you wearing shorts under?’
Emily: ‘Just panties. Do you want to see them?’
Nigel: ‘Can I?’

She immediately stripped them off under her green skirt and gave it to him, where he turned it inside out to see the wet stains at her groin. The embarrassed girl took his hand and slipped it under her skirt, splatting his fingers on the mess between her legs. His erection grew harder and he kneeled before her, rubbing her clit while she jerked him slowly.

Nigel: ‘Are you still up to let me taste her?’
Emily (whispering): ‘I was hoping you didn’t forget that.’

She leaned back on the edges and let him sit under her, holding her own knees wide so he could burying his face into her. Large deep breaths came as soon as he started slurping around, nose working with his tongue to catch all her juices. Emily couldn’t fight the urge to caress her own boobs and went under her buttoned shirt to hold them, fingers moving obviously under the white top.

After five minutes, the breathless officer appeared in her face to wipe his mouth, tempting her to kiss him. They just did exactly that and he felt better, knowing that she was as consensual as him. Their intense tongue fight brought their hips together and she carefully pointed his dick at her pussy, awaiting his victory in the final battle of ‘right’ versus ‘good’.

Their mouths broke free when she gasped to the first inch poking into her, stretching and holding those thin, developing flesh apart to accommodate his girth. Extra juices leaked to lubricate his entry and her toes almost cramped up when he completed his ‘invasion’.

Emily (whispering): ‘Can I hug you?’
Nigel: ‘Hold tight then.’

Her legs went behind his back and she wrapped her arms tighter around his neck. He picked her up easily and turned around to sit on her previous position, holding her connected body firmly by the waist. That waist was the smallest he had felt and possibly ever might feel – 23 in’. Her feet was on the ground ready to lift but he wasn’t done yet. The small buttons on her shirt popped apart and he raised those bras away, to suck on the twenty-cents sized nipples.

Just as he got started, his hands moved her ass along the baggy trousers to slide her back and forth, sticking that cock of his repeatedly into her. That little head of hers couldn’t bear that sensual teasing at all and she did a little squat over his lap, for him to jerk his hips upwards instead.

He had to use some force to jab it in against the tight muscles, blasting euphoria into both of them at the same time. The bench-press he did in camp was useful for the first time combined with her little hops, lasting for a few intense minutes. He held her down for the last thrust and picked her up, leading her to a flat ground in front of the small horizontal connecting railing.

Emily: ‘Doggy?’
Nigel: ‘Yupp!’

He slammed his cock into her legs without waiting and caught her looking back, biting her lips and moaning softly. The sight of a uniformed man pumping with his two years of physical training, was too good to miss. He was perfectly blurring her vision with that size, and occasionally giving her the much anticipated orgasms too.

Emily (moaning): ‘Are you cumming soon? I’m getting sore there.’
Nigel (groaning): ‘A bit more!’

He grabbed her hair and yanked them backwards, unleashing his x-th number of days of sexual tension. Emily experienced the deepest penetration beyond what her fingers gave her and gave off a few unrestrained moans, scaring Nigel for a bit.

Nigel (whispering): ‘I’m cumming!’

He warned her as his dick slipped out of her slit, ‘jumping’ up and down for the finale. She went to the steps and asked him to stand over her, while she jerked him off pointing at her lips.

Nigel: ‘In your mouth?’
Emily: ‘Don’t guys always want that? We don’t need to clean up too.’

Upon hearing that, he backed off her and went back to the rails. He waved her over and wrapped her hand over his dick, pumping towards the ‘one-way’ tunnel down the centre of the stairs. ‘Oh!’, she eureka-ed and proceeded to manually finish him off, spraying his load down the interestingly fall to the first floor. Only of course, none reached that far.

She held up her dirty hand (with some cum) and pouted at him, only to see him pat her undies free of dust to give it to her. The school girl was so surprised at how resourceful he was, cleaning his dick after her hands were dried. They got dressed and he was allowed to keep her thongs, a frilly designed one.

Emily: ‘Put it around your dick and balls when you go for training. Then you won’t get abrasions!’
Nigel: ‘Idea too.’

They walked out of the lift one after another and stole a kiss near her house, making his way home after a satisfied relieve. A 22 year old officer, with a 15 year old student. She’s as addicted to him as he is to her. Manageable for now.

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Blue Morning

Walking his fingers down Jodie’s belly, she stirred awake from her sleep in the darkness of dawn. A deep breath filled her chest up, followed by a smile in Seth’s direction.

Seth (whispering): ‘Good morning baby.’
Jodie: ‘Mmmm.. ‘

She let him pull her legs apart, feeling his fingertips next joined together, running along her dry slit. The tiny bumps across her clit, brushing the insides of the sensitive folds of flesh, sank her chest in yet another deep breath out.

There was no need for her to fantasise about what was happening, for she was sober from his slow and gentle caress. He lifted one of her legs over his back to get under, and between her skinny thighs, where she helped to raise her knees up for him.

Jodie (whispering): ‘Getting your breakfast?’
Seth: ‘Uh huh.’

She felt his fingers stretching her labia open and his warm breath getting closer to her pussy, before the slippery, wet tongue rubbed her clit. She had unknowingly gone into ‘meditation’ from the air she took, only to exhale as slow as he dragged his tongue upwards.

‘Fuckk.. ‘, her soft voice lost the resistance and hinted at his great progress. For one, she couldn’t tell how wet she was with his saliva mixed into her pussy. Her feet went higher as he suckled on her erected clit, yearning for attention yet begging for gentleness at the same time.

His teeth occasionally hit that sore spot, causing jolts of pleasure to arise from the pleasurable reminder. Still, his stiff lips and skilled tongue managed to get enough out of her to quench his thirst, exhausting Jodie before she even got to her day.

There was nothing said when he closed her feet neatly together, rolling her over on her chest on top of her pillow. Sitting on her perky small butt, his strong fingers worked down her back to awaken her lethargic muscles, moving all the way to her lower hips.

Jodie sank deeper into the bed when he rested his chest on top of her, bringing her mind to the hard on between her crack.

Jodie (whispering): ‘Hey?’
Seth: ‘Shhh.. ‘

He blew his words right into her ear turned sideways, and straightened his legs beside hers. His thick, throbbing cock felt hot to her skin, moving under her wet slit and stopped there. Immobilised by his weight, she arched her hips up a little, just enough for him to tuck the tip into her opening.

Very carefully, he dipped his manhood into her vagina, groaning to her tightness just like every morning. His angle from her rear, stroked across her most delicate trail on the underside of her pussy. ‘Ngh!’, she yelped in her gentle voice as he unknowingly shocked her.

Seth spent a few long seconds motionless inside her, squeezing his abs to make his cock twitch for her. Picking his chest up, he held her hips lightly, before sliding his thighs over her bubbly butt cheeks. The continuous penetration started to cloud Jodie’s mind, knocking her back to slumber but unable to sleep from the slow injection of ecstasy.

Her light headedness drifted around the bed, happening like the erratic wavelengths of a heartbeat monitor. The random peaks, the gentle sensations, the fist-tightening moments, all took place in his energetic thrusts into her. Sean sounded especially sexy when he groaned under her control on his dick.

He did not take long before losing a bit of his mind, going faster to increase the frequency of her cute squeals. Her toes aligned to the bed as an orgasm accumulate in her thighs, travelling upwards as he pushed his body further. That size of him, sliding so harshly into the tiny hole, felt so amazing for her developing mind. She almost imagined him to be fucking her whole body with that magic wand of his.

Seth (groaning): ‘JO!’
Jodie (whispering): ‘I’m going to cum too!’

Just as her vagina closed itself around his shaft, he let her push him out but kept moving it under those pink lips. The familiar motion across her clit resumed the stimulation for her orgasm and he just went ever fast. As her arms suddenly tucked into her chest, Sean’s body pinned her flat at the same time as the hot cum that splashed into the tiny crack between her legs.

The heat from his load gave her the last tease on her clit and she came together with him, squeezing her thighs for him to make that final few strokes. ‘Arghh!’, Seth’s voice resonated loudly in her head as he spiralled out of control, wiping his sweaty forehead on her back.

He climbed off her body and brought a towel to her, cleaning her up while she tided her hair from intense session. Returning to their normal routine, Jodie went into the showers and he went to collect his clothes, to wash up after her.

Jodie: ‘I’m going out now.’
Seth: ‘Have a good day baby.. ‘

He caught her rolling her eyes after his sentence and closed the door behind her. First, change the bedsheets, then cook the lunch he will be bringing to her on his way to work.