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Fat Dude

Jessica: ‘Hey kor kor!’

All the guys at their stations turned towards that cutesy, little girl when she came running over to the plump dude, in a baggy jeans that lowered his first impressions to ‘non-existent’.

Kai: ‘Hey mei. Ready to go? I’m hungry.’

Jessica: ‘Wah lau. You’re always hungry. I’ll go wash up. Very fast one. Can wait for me outside the shower area?’

Kai: ‘Yeah. Go go.’

He almost gave her a smack in the butt but he rememebered they were in public, where literally every guy had the hots for that sexy gym-goer. Kai took his time and went into the corridor where two huge rooms split for the two sexes. Standing in front of the handicap toilet playing his phone, the females’ changing room door opened.

Jessica (whispering): ‘Kor!’

Kai: ‘What?’

Jessica (whispering): ‘Come in lah!!’

He took a sneaky glance around and casually strolled into her panicky sister. Following the trail of wet footsteps, he entered her shower and she hung her towel over the hook.

Clanging his belt loudly, his jeans came undone and he was naked waist down, feeling his sister’s wet body as she throw his pants on the hooks. She reached between his thighs and found the little stub, which was hard and still hidden under his belly fats. Playing with it innocently, her eyes was locked on his ecstatic expression.

Jessica (whispering): ‘Like it kor?’

Kai (whispering): ‘Yeah.’

Jessica (whispering): ‘Just nod k? Don’t say anything.’

She placed her flip-flops in front of her feet and kneeled down, while her brother raised on feet onto one of the water pipes. Having no other angle to do it, she buried her face in his folds of fats and sucked his dick, feeling his thick foreskin getting pushed around by her lips.

His hands running into her hair told her she was doing great and her speed picked up, teasing with her tongue swirling his little cock all over her mouth.

Kai (whispering): ‘Shooting!’

He pressed her head down on his crotch and Jessica tightened her cheeks to create a series of quick vacuum, extracting his cum that filled her mouth. The soft groans continued till the last drop was sucked out of his meat pipe, and Jessica went to the drain to spit his seeds.

Going back to him for a hug, a gentle whisper ‘kor’ reminded her of how much she loves him.

Jessica (whispering): ‘Finger me?’

They went to where the shower head was and he sat on the wet tiles after she did, spreading her legs wide to let him see her shaved pussy. Giving his fingers a lick, two of them disappeared into her body and the high-speed finger-fuck began.

Moans filled the cubicle quickly and juices were flowing non-stop. Whenever he paused, the warm liquid would stream around his fingers and go down her ass.

Kai (whispering): ‘Sit lower.’

He placed his clean thumb over her clit and his middle finger on the other hand, poked into her tight asshole. A gasp confirmed her body’s allowance and the rest of his fingers were forced into that unused hole.

Jessica: ‘Ahh.. it feels so good.’

Kai: ‘Shhh!’

As he picked up speed, her ass rose and dropped onto the floor, smacking loudly onto the wet surface. Pushing his way inside that hole was particularly more difficult, since she was super tight in this hole.

Within two minutes, her hand held onto his pumping fingers as her body trembled violently, squirting from her pussy and coating his hand with her juices. That ‘high’ expression on her face was priceless. It was the only goal Kai had whenever he did this for her.

Jessica (whispering): ‘Okay okay.. take it out.’

He took his hand away and rinsed them immediately, before wiping dry with her towel. Her satisfied face with her panting chest, said it all.

They wore their clothes back and she was back in a fresh set of t-shirt and shorts, while he had to slip on his baggy jeans again, shirt a little damp from the sweating.

As usual, she left the showers first and signalled for him to exit, walking out of the gym as though nothing has happened. A sumptuous dinner completed her workout(s) for the day and they headed back home, where an empty house greeted them for more kinky fun.

A seemingly hopeless, fat dude, with a slim, sexy but cute sister. I guess we’re one step too slow.

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Playing Daddy

This is NOT an incest entry. I, as the male lead, is playing the role of daddy with a single mum. Proceed without caution.

Carefully turning the lock on the main door, I had to be careful not to wake the little boy up. It was normal for me to end work at 2am, and by then, everyone should be asleep.

Sabrina (whispering): ‘Hey.. ‘

Me (whispering): ‘You’re not asleep?’

I sat on the old wooden chair next to the shoe rack and removed my smelly socks, which I then brought it into the kitchen to the laundry basket.

Sabrina (whispering): ‘I missed you.’

A pair of strong arms went around my waist and hands started rubbing on my zip. Even though she had a kid from her previous marriage, it was her dedication to being a good mother that touched me. At that time, we weren’t officially together, but she had asked for me to stay with them. I guess a man in the house would make things easier.

Me (whispering): ‘Don’t you have work tomorrow?’

Sabrina (whispering): ‘I still want it first.’

We went into the bedroom where her little boy slept in the middle of the bed. For most nights, he would be right between us so he wouldn’t fall. She carried him onto the mattress and pulled her old, white shirt off, leaving a pair of 34C cups to tempt me visually.

A quick shower freshened me up, enough to gather some energy for our bedroom fun she needed to fall asleep.

Sabrina: ‘You lie down first. You deserve this after the long day.’

I closed my eyes and felt her hand stroke my dick, tongue coating saliva all over the shaft. Even my testicles, which was the most sensitive part down there, was massaged with a sense of withheld eagerness. Her mouth went over my rod shortly after and I was sent to the heavens that instant.

Those skilful tongue circled the little head while her lips moistened the shaft, spreading deliciousness along the whole stick. She had not forgotten to suck hard on the tip, where my legs would tremble as blood rushed into it.

*Pop*

Sabrina (whispering): ‘Like it?’

Me (replying weakly): ‘Yeah. I’m more tired now.’

Sabrina: ‘Then stay still.’

She turned herself around and got into 69, burying my mouth into her pussy as she lowered her hips. No matter how I moved my lips and tongue, it was all nothing but pleasure. The juicy cunt just kept leaking whitish cream and I licked them up, satisfying my little thirst while I was at it.

A few minutes of mouth-wetting later, I patted her butt to get her off.

Sabrina: ‘What position you want?’

Me: ‘Move forward a little bit.’

I went on my knees behind her and closed her legs together. A little worry got the better of her as she seldom started with doggie. Without letting our moods die, I rammed into her and stayed inside.

Sabrina: ‘Ahh! Shit.. be more gentle can?’

Our baby boy did not move at all and the rhythmic thrusts began. She was audible but it did not wake him up. The both of us knew he was a deep sleeper, and only hunger would wake him up.

After pounding that firm ass for some time, I kneeled on my ankles and Sabrina humped herself on me. Her pussy was exposed more than ever to bounce and it was one of her favourite moves of all time.

Orgasm, was a challenge to me. We would fail to make her cum at times, and it was our number one issue to fix on the bed. Not even the creaking sounds were of any importance.

Sabrina (whispering): ‘I think I’m going to cum.’

Me (whispering): ‘So am I!’

Sabrina: ‘Tsk!’

Fine. I admitted I wasn’t ‘that’ good like how she expected me to be. We changed to missionary and her legs wrapped around me tightly, guiding my tempo as I pulled out of her. Slamming consistently, her vagina got tighter and the countdown started.

Me: ‘Shit.. I don’t want to miss this.’

Sabrina (panting): ‘Just keep going dear.. ‘

The squeezing got more intense as I went faster, till a sudden wave inside her body began ‘milking’ me. I had lasted longer than her. Her fingernails dug into my biceps as she came, eyes shut and squinting really hard.

Sabrina (moaning): ‘Cum with me. Keep going.’

Her legs loosened and I hammered her with all my might, knowing she had gotten what she needed. I had to finish before the next thing happened. With my dick swooshing wet, her grip remained tight. Her pussy was closing in even more and her wide opened mouth was screaming in silence.

Me: ‘I’m cumming!’

Her vaginal walls resumed milking me again, this time with some results. My two-days worth of cum sprayed into her, sending her body into another orgasm that was more violent than previous times. She hugged me against her chest and her teeth when into my shoulder blades.

Sabrina: ‘Ahh!’

Her jaws gave way and I quickly lifted myself up, afraid to be bitten twice. She massaged the sore, red marks on my shoulders with a apologetic face. We detached and she used baby wipes to clean me up, before sucking it clean to make up for what she did to me. That was a first for us.

Sabrina: ‘Sorry.’

Me: ‘Don’t be. I don’t have to bare my top at work anyway. No one will see it but you.’

Sabrina: ‘Stop reminding me la.’

Her shirt went over her head and I wore my briefs back. After a short make out, we brought him back to sleep between us. At 6.30am, Sabrina woke me up, with her shirt pulled over baby’s head.

Sabrina (whispering): ‘I’m feeling horny again. Can we do it before I go to work?’

My hard on was up long before I opened my eyes and the little boy fell asleep to the bouncing bed.

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Summer Time

Me: ‘Hey! Summer!’

That sporty girl I’ve been walking behind since I started work pulled her earpiece and widened her eyes at me. I had stumbled across her profile on FaceBook and spoke to her, and now we speak – in speech, for our first time.

Summer: ‘J?!’
Me: ‘Yeah! I came to visit my workplace, and walked out around this time to see if you are around.’
Summer: ‘Lucky you! Where are you going now?’
Me: ‘Take a bus home. You?’
Summer: ‘Same. What bus number?’
Me: ‘Same as you? You live just one station away from me ah. Not too hard to get home myself.’

She yanked at her backpack straps like a little girl and we made our way to the bus stop, where her bus came shortly after. Hopping on with her, we continued chatting and before we knew it, I had accompanied her to the private estates behind the bus stop.

Me: ‘You live in there! Wow!’
Summer: ‘Haha. Yeah. There’s no one home now, want to come in?’

I nodded with eagerness and followed her in, where a lavish interior showed off her family’s wealth. Apparently, she did not need to work at all, but she still did.

We stopped at the couch in the living room and she brought a glass of apple juice, where I stirred up the aloe vera bits and drank almost all of it in an instant.

Summer: ‘So thirsty ah? Wait for me for a while? I’ll go shower.’
Me: ‘Hey! I’m as stinky as you. I should be heading home now. I’m just here for the apple juice.’

She ‘tsk-ed’ loudly when she went into the kitchen, fishing out towels from the dryer and returning to the about-to-leave me.

Summer: ‘You say one ah. K. Bye.’
Me: ‘Wei.. just joking la.’

She threw me a towel and her lips squeezed themselves together. Asking me with her thoughts to join her in the shower. I knew what she was hinting at, and there was no reasons to turn this girl with her sports-toned body down. Leaving my bag where it was, I went behind her to the second floor, where her bedroom was.

Without saying anything, she pulled her dri-fit shirt off and stepped out of her black shorts, staring back at me to see if I was done. Or rather, naked. As for me, I had a buttoned shirt on and took longer to get to my undies, only to get a frown from her.

Summer: ‘You are going to shower with those on?’
Me: ‘Just following you ah.’

Her hands went behind her back and the pair of orange bra fell onto her shorts, and her panties disappeared into a laundry basket outside the toilet. I didn’t stay clothed for long too, leaving my underwear on her bed and entering the toilet with her.

We remained outside the bathtub as she adjusted the temperature of the water coming out of the shower head, stepping into it first before holding my arm to help me in.

The water ran down our heads and across our bodies, forcing my eyes to close from the stinging pain. Her nipples touched my chest and before I knew it, she was closely stuck on me, my arms going round her waist while she held my cheeks in the right direction.

Our kinky side got the better of us and we made out passionately, as if we knew each other for a long time. My dick was rising to the wash of warm water, and her nipples that was pressing hard on me.

With the tub filling up to our ankles, she turned the water off and squirted some soap on her hand, running the foam along my shaft while I collected my share of Johnsons & Johnsons.

Starting from her neck, I massaged down her chest and those firm, tiny cups, before arriving at her pussy. Lubricated, I slid the side of my index finger along her slit, making her moan as she quickened the handjob.

Summer: ‘Hey! Enough playing. Let’s rinse up and go outside.’

So.. that was about it. We washed each other up and stepped out naked, drying our bodies before she climbed under the blanket on her bed.

Summer: ‘Come leh. It’s cold!’

I wasted no time and cuddled with her, dick being caressed by the 22 year old who seemed desperate for some love.

Summer (whispering): ‘Come.’

I was guided on top of her but I wasn’t going to take things so fast. Disappearing under the blanket, I arrived at her pussy with a little hair on it, neatly trimmed but not bare. Nonetheless, it was warm, and delicious. Her juices tasted like thickened water with the shower fragrance. The more I worked on her clit, the louder she got, and the harder she pushed my head against her groin.

Summer (whispering): ‘stop J. enough.’

I went back on my knees and over her again, this time with her hand directing me inside her. In a single forward move, she took me in without so much a flinch.

Summer: ‘Yesss~ Go slow k?’

Would I? No! I gave her a false preview of two or three strokes, and hammered the following laps into her. Screaming into her hands, her legs rose and lifted the blanket midair. I could tell Summer was enjoying this.

As she tried to push me away, I grabbed both her wrists together and held it above her head. Still pounding forcefully, the weak smiles between her closed-eyes orgasmic look reassured me the safety of my slight dominance. I wasn’t going to stop anytime soon.

After I felt her pussy climax with a suffocating squeeze on my dick, I slowed down to a stop and flipped her legs together to one side. Pushing down on her hip with both hands, I resumed my thrusts and got rewarded with more pleas for me to stop.

Summer (moaning): ‘I’m going crazy.. stop please.. ‘
Me: ‘Not till I cum. Turn over.’

I pulled out and she flipped over, lying on her stomach with her legs apart. But that wasn’t what I wanted, so another request was made.

Me: ‘Lift your butt up. And stick them out for me.’

Her ass rose with her legs closed and her pussy appeared from between the fine ass cheeks. I parked myself right at the entrance and held her waist, ramming my meat into her in one swift action. A long groan went into her pillow and continued as I slammed my hips against her, shoving my cock in as deep as I could.

Summer (groaning): ‘Oh yes! Oh yes!’

At that point, I realised how she did not tell me what to do. I guess that was important to my self-esteem, and to know I was doing a good job. Not disappointing her, I went faster against the tightening pussy that was climaxing. I wasn’t going to stop till my cum was at the door.

Going for more than five minutes in that agonising position, I knew I couldn’t last any longer. The juicy slurping had become slopping sounds, sucking me back in with that vacuum her vagina created.

Me: ‘Summer! I’m going to cum!’

She leaned forward easily and freed my eager dick from her devilish lust, quickly turning herself over to let me move up to her face.

Summer: ‘Enough space?’
Me: ‘Yeah. So I’m going in your mouth?’
Summer: ‘I’ll put it in and you move like just now.’
Me: ‘Don’t want! It can go too deep.’
Summer: ‘It’s okay. My gag-reflex is not really there anymore. Just do it.’

Her neck straightened and took my dick into her mouth, where I started slow this time, sinking deeper as she showed no signs of discomfort. Within ten seconds, I was moving fast enough to get the same pace as fucking her, along with all the right spots she was stimulating.

All it took was two minutes, and I relaxed my legs to fully embed my cock down her throat, squirting cum directly into her tummy while I moved a little to get everything out. The girl below me was almost forgotten as I came really hard, lifting myself away for her to lick me clean.

Summer (panting): ‘Okay. Done.’

We laid side-by-side, looking at each others’ satisfied expression. It was so intense, and definitely unforgettable. We just wanted each other like that, and that much too.

Summer: ‘Let’s get dressed. And we’ll go for dinner. My treat!’

Being too tired to reply her, I got dressed watching her slip on a tube dress, without a bra but with panties on. Sexy sounding, but my mind was on the dress she wore, leaving her single skin-toned shoulders exposed.

Summer: ‘Wear these slippers. Air your feet.’

She kicked me a pair of men’s slippers and I packed my shoes into a plastic bag. We went out to the attached garage and she unlocked the door of a Mercedes Z5. Yes, you read that right. Her family was that rich, that car being one of the three they owned in other garages. However I dressed, stepping out of that car would do my sloppy attire all the justice I can get.

We went to a restaurant in J8 and my feet was kept busy throughout dinner, toes wriggling between her legs under the table. The priceless look on her face when she climaxed was the highlight of the date.

After we were done, she sent me home with another make out session in her car. How else should I be feeling after that day? It was an unexpected meet up and even more surprising to go that far with someone she met. Sure, we started off with me recognising her from FaceBook, followed by our conversations that chipped the ice to tiny, meltable bits.

Summer (FaceBook): ‘I’ll pick you up after work! No matter how late you end. Update me k?’

I will Summer.

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Almost Forgot You

Guy: ‘Bye J! See you next week.’

Emily: ‘Bye bye.. ‘

The girl who have been chatting with me a lot gave sweet smile as she left, behind the guy who brought her along. See how they interacted, I could only assume he was after her when he ordered a tower of beer, which she finished almost half of it without any signs of drunkeness.

After ten minutes of washing up, I took out my personal stash of sake and sat by the window, enjoying the warm breeze outside the freezing bar. Sipping quietly, the main door suddenly creaked opened and I got off my seat ready to tell them we were closed.

Instead, it was Emily, in that light pink layered spaghetti top with a black skirt.

Me: ‘Forgot something?’

Emily: ‘Yeah. Forgot you.’

She came to my table after dropping her bag on the couch, emptying my glass without knowing the contents. A slight wobble backwards got my arm around her back and she wriggled that tiny ass on the bar stool next to me.

Me: ‘Where is your friend?’

Emily: ‘He got on a cab first. We stay different places anyway.’

Pouring herself another shot, she took the cup and tugged at my wrist, pulling me to the sofa against the darkened room. Another mouthful of sake went down her throat and she leaned against me, brushing her hair against my neck while I figured out what was happening.

Me (whispering): ‘Hey.. You’re drunk.’

Emily: ‘Are you still worried about him?’

Me: ‘A little?’

Emily: ‘He is just a classmate. Just another guy who wants to bed me.’

Well, it wasn’t a surprise to me. Her pre-teen look, thin figure with that ‘thigh-gap’ girls are after, long highlighted hair that flowed past her back. Who would say no? Before I served them the tower, I had checked their ICs and they were of legal age. Yes, legal.

Emily: ‘You’re the first though.. that pays more attention to him than to me. Can tell you don’t want to offend him by hiding behind the bar.’

Me: ‘I’m just doing my job. I need to tidy up anyway.’

Her face turned red with that two shots of sake faster than half a tower of beer. Those fingers working at my shirt buttons, she was no doubt drunk. As they came undone one by one, she was pecking my neck, out of control.

Me: ‘I think I’m done. I’ll get a towel for you k?’

That guy with her had tattoos over her legs, and with those stereotypical mindset, I could really get into trouble. She knew too, she could sense my confusion.

Emily: ‘Stop trying to push me away. And he is really nothing. If he dares to lay a finger on you, I’ll get my friends to settle him. No one dares to stop me from liking a guy.’

On the other hand, given her looks, she certainly had no problems getting ‘brothers’ to take care of her. Perhaps what she said was true. It was more deadly to offend her than that guy whose agenda for the night was written all over his face.

By the time I clear my mind, she had clear my shirt. Those snap-release belt came off with a click and my zip was halfway down. I turned her back towards the empty space and placed her lying down, before jerking her body to let her head rest on the sofa. With that move, her skirt hiked up to her hips and those pink panties were in full glory.

Emily (whispering): ‘Take it off.’

Sitting between her legs, I slid those underwear off easily and that smooth, glorious sight.. my underwear and jeans stripped themselves. Climbing over her body and resting on one arm, our lips melted together with her top was messed by my hand running under it. First under her shirt, then under her bra. They weren’t huge, and that was why it was such a turn on to fondle them. B cups I guess? Her nipples turned hard as I pinched them around, causing moans to whizz past my ears like a whisper.

Her hand reached for my dick and caressed them gently, using her palm to slide it like a revolver. Her womanly scent, the occasional touches of her nipples on my chest. If anyone had taken a picture of her, it would be the most unglamorous one with her top at her neck and skirt around her waist.

Emily (whispering): ‘Put it inside.. ‘

I lowered my hips and the tip was guided right to her doorstep. Her genital lips parted to my advances and I could feel how small she was from the tightness.

Emily (whispering): ‘Keep going. Don’t stop. I can take it.’

Me: ‘How many times have you done it?’

Emily: ‘Just with one guy. He’s my soon-to-be ex-boyfriend. I’m sure he’s fucking some other girls right now.’

She said it with an assuring smile. But it wasn’t her status that I was going in so slowly, instead, it was that sensual entry into a tight, yet welcoming spot that I took my time to enjoy.

Me: ‘You okay?’

Emily (panting): ‘Yeah.. you’re really big.’

That final year ITE girl brought my confidence way up high and my hips were moving in excitement. Starting with gentle strokes, I made sure to pull out as much as I can before replacing it into her deepest spot, where her mouth would open to a silent moan.

Emily (moaning): ‘Oh yes.. oh yes.. do that again.. ‘

Somehow, she liked the torture and I went at it for a full minute, going about 20 spm (strokes per minute). After that, I began to pick up pace and exposed the other side of her.

Emily: ‘Fuck me harder.. fuck your little bitch.. I’m all yours.’

Her hands on my cheek, staring at me with those gleaming eyes. The slopping sounds went faster at a steady tempo, till she pulled me in for a tight hug. With my dick still slamming into her, a clench came in and sucked me right in, pulsating rhythmically with her vaginal walls.

Emily: ‘I’m cumming.. don’t move. Don’t move.’

I kept still for the ten-plus seconds she breathed hot air into my ears, till I felt her thighs relax and her hands pushed my body upright.

Me: ‘You like it?’

Emily: ‘A lot. He never did this before. It was just all fast and intense sex. But never this.’

She reached her arms out for me and I helped her up. Lying on the sofa in her place as she requested, she turned her body around and placed her knees on each side of my head – a 69. Right as I stuck my tongue out to lick her, I found myself immobilised. Her lips had sealed my dick in the equally tight suction as her pussy and the overwhelming pleasure distracted me from even reaching out to please her.

I could sense her head nodding quick, but none of her teeth hit. It was just tongue, saliva and lips. As time passed, she slowed down and I resumed my job of licking her, listening to what she said as she took a break.

Emily: ‘If you are still fucking me, I would have gone crazy by now. Just cum when you feel like it k?’

Me: ‘Umm.. how about I make you crazy?’

Emily: ‘I don’t want to tire you.’

Me: ‘I can’t be tired around you.’

She giggled and crawled forward to the armrest. I went on my knees still on the couch and slipped my dick right into her pussy, where a groan told me I was in the right angle.

Holding her sexy waist, there was no other words to describe what came after. Her fists grabbed the armrest with such killer force as I pumped my dick at her, slamming into those firm, tiny, fair ass. Moans turned into screams, and screams turned silent.

Waves after waves, I felt her pussy closing in, but I bit my lips and endured. Juices were dripping between our legs and she was trying to escape my vengance.

Emily (groaning): ‘How long more? I can’t take it anymore. I’m going crazy.. ‘

Me: ‘Soon. I’m going to cum.’

I took a second to compose myself before changing my grip to her shoulders. Pulling her back as I rammed forward, she straightened her body and let me go supersonic on her. In a couple of minutes, I had pulled out and leaned back just like the 69 position from before.

She then crawled backwards and took my dick in her mouth, going deep throat for a few times before my legs held her down.

Me: ‘I’m shooting.. ‘

I frenched her pussy as the first load fired and she bounced her head in whatever tiny motion she could. The oversensitive move got me shooting the most times I could remember while sucking her off. Right there, a long moan came and a small stream of juices came into my mouth.

I swallowed them and she sat herself over my head before climbing away from me.

Emily: ‘You.. swoah llok gaem?!’

I nodded and she kissed me once again, throat emptying her mouth as we paused in that moment. She got back into the sofa after our crazy little adventure ended, dressing me up like a little boy.

Emily: ‘It’s super crazy.. I super love it.’

Her arms didn’t let go of me till I gave her butt a squeeze. We cleaned up the mess we made and left the place with her arm under mine. Being a gentleman, I told the taxi driver her address and we were soon on our way.

Throughout the ride, she never left me and her hand was under her skirt, touching herself till we arrived below her flat.

Emily: ‘Uncle, we will be alighting here.’

She pushed twenty dollars into the driver’s hand and dragged me out. It wasn’t till when we reached her doorstep did she talk to me.

Emily (whispering): ‘Spend the night me with?’

Me: ‘Do you have clothes for me?’

Emily (whispering): ‘Shhh! Yes I do. Umm.. I bought some guys’ clothes that I really like but have no chance to wear.’

Me (whispering): ‘I guess I can sleep here tonight.’

Emily (whispering): ‘But can you fuck me here before we go in? I always wanted to try it.’

I raised her skirt and she lowered her panties, while I whipped my dick out for the second time. In a stroke, I was inside her again and the silent outdoor sex began, right outside her door. It was so hush hush against our bodies’ wishes, yet our hips pounding against each other was impossible to silence.

This time, my cum ended up inside her but it wasn’t just ‘this’ time that I thought initially. Upon entering her room (with our clothes still out of the way), we went for our.. third.. forth round, with all my seeds going into the creampie guys love to ‘bake’.

After that encounter, she finally allowed herself to be the little bitch that yearned to be owned by someone – me.

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Mummy’s Turn

Part 1 | Part 2

This is part 2 to the incestuous story before this, and a recount from Mummy to Daddy about when she started with their younger son. Happy fapping! Keep this only in your head.

Mummy (shouting): ‘Alex! Come!’

The secondary 2 boy ran into the kitchen, where he saw the pair of underwear he accidentally masturbated in. Embarrassed, he did not know what to say, but Mummy had her questions readied.

Mummy: ‘Don’t you know how to use tissue? This is going to dirty the rest of the clothes you know?’
Alex: ‘Sorry Mummy.’
Mummy: ‘How long have you been masturbating?’
Alex: ‘I just.. only this year.’
Mummy: ‘Let me see.’
Alex: ‘Huh! Don’t want la. I’m so big already.’
Mummy: ‘Alex.. ‘

He nodded shyly and went to his bedroom, where Mummy followed after she separated that underwear. Standing in front of his bed, he lowered his shorts without underwear on (since they were at home). Mummy, who was on the bed, took his dick in her fingers and inspected them, from above and below.

As soon as she peeled his foreskin back, his dick began to grow and the whitish powder on his little head only made Mummy gave him a stern stare.

Mummy: ‘How can you not clean this part? Must wash here in the shower k?’

She grabbed two pieces of wet tissue from his table and cleaned him up, which got him even harder as the coldness touched it. Not wanting to say anything to him, Mummy began stroking him, which caused his legs to give way, falling towards Mummy’s body.

For starters, she wasn’t those middle-age looking aunties. Her public relation job required her to maintain her figure and so she did, going to the gym and swimming in the convenience of their condo. Being braless then, she brought his hands to her breasts, and he knew exactly what to do.

While she lifted her skirt up, he did not stop and even went to tease her nipples once they were in view. Mummy did not moan so as not to distract him, or worse, to let him know he was in control. With his dick fully erected, she realised he could fit the width of her closed palm perfectly, like from her pinky to thumb unopened.

Mummy: ‘Have you watched porn before?’
Alex: ‘Yes, I have.’
Mummy: ‘Then you know what to do?’

She stood up and pulled her gym shorts off, revealing a shaved pussy that caused Alex’s eyes to shine. Lying on his bed, Alex sat between Mummy’s legs and began exploring. Swiping his fingertips along those sensitive folds, Mummy lost hold of herself and began breathing deeper, soon guiding her son’s fingers into her pussy.

The rediscovery didn’t end there. He felt around her vagina to know what it truly was like, and the amount of juices just kept his hard on, up. Seeing all those liquid flow down to butt cheeks, he got on fours and licked her for his first time, tongue shooting everywhere once he heard how she reacted to various parts. Slurping her juices up, she had been admiring him, fully aware that she brought him into this world for more than just.. licking.

Mummy: ‘Alex, put it inside Mummy?’
Alex: ‘Are you sure Mummy?’

She got up and placed him between her opened legs. Holding his dick loosely, she guided him in and a long ‘aww.. ‘ from him soothed her confused mind. Before she said anything, he was already pounding at her. For her body and his age, he was just nice. His dick had been poking non-stop at her g-spot, firing orgasms that squeezed him to a point he couldn’t move. It wasn’t those kind of intense sex she had with Daddy. It was more of family bonding to her.

What she had in her, was a man she brought up after the years of hardwork. Who could be better to give him his first taste of sex, as well as to know how his son have been doing? Slapping sounds echoed loudly in the room as his balls bounced off her butt, triggering yet another orgasm that finally told her she had enough – in that position.

Mummy: ‘Alex. Take it out first.’

She turned herself around and faced her ass at him, sticking her pussy out so he could see where he was going. Getting the point immediately, he let himself in and hammered away, though this time totally missing her g-spot. Between her own legs, her fingers were fast at work, vibrating on her pussy to give her the addictive climax.

Alex (panting): ‘Mummy.. I’m going to shoot.’

Mummy: ‘I’ll let you shoot inside me this time. It should be safe. But next time must have a condom on.’

She asked for him to lie down and squatted over his dick on the bed. For that instant, he was granted the full view of a pussy going down onto a rock hard dick. Only their genitals were joined then, as Mummy wanted to give him his virgin creampie. Holding onto her own knees, she hopped above him, squeezing her pussy to a level of tightness Daddy always succumb to.

Screams were heard from Alex as he went crazy from the over-sensitivity, dick head constantly brushed against by Mummy. An exhausting five minutes later, a huge load warmer than her body pumped out of the tube and she sat herself down, rocking back and forth to the flipping of the tortured young boy.

Alex (pleading): ‘Mummy! Stop stop! No more no more!’

Getting a little embarrassed by her initiative, she got off  him and let him wash up. As for herself, she sank her fingers into her pussy, scooped out a bit of his cum and gave it a taste. That smile across her face, was the most priceless thing Alex can never catch her with.

Since that afternoon, Mummy told Daddy that she would end work late, only to arrange a meetup with Alex so she could fetch him home. And once they were home, it was pure sex, still unprotected.

Now that Daddy and Mummy know what they were up to, things got more daring as they wore close to nothing at home. Blowjob and cunnilingus became the parents’ reward, and sex became their daily family workout at different, multiple times of the day.

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