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An Incepting Story

(girl asked) ‘Hey.. Are you heading to Suntec?’

‘Not really. I’ll be waiting nearby for some friends to finish the countdown. Then maybe go for a drink or something.’

‘That’s cool. Smart choice to avoid the crowd huh? Do you have a nice place to chill? I think I’m going follow your plans until the countdown is over.’

We continued chatting in the train till I switched tracks to Bugis, for a quiet little spot where I would usually write if I am in the vicinity. Once we got out of the station, she casually clung onto my arm as the floor was wet after a rain, and proceeded to a rooftop in total silence.

(her surprised tone) ‘Wow! This place is awesome!’

Having three hours to kill, I set up my iPad and began typing a highly-likely-but-impossible(?) story inspired by our acquaintances.

Leanna knew better than it being a coincidence they had a chance to talk at all. The sight of his toned back, pressed against the thick, cotton, sleeved top that joined the pair of slim-fit jeans so perfectly, was what overpowered her usual shyness to any cross gender interaction. His seemingly light-but-weighted bag showed her more than enough about what he carried, bare necessities for him to get through that rainy night.

With no music in his ears, his eyes fixated on a blank point of the carriage, mind much more active than how distracted he appeared to be. Standing just one feet away during their brief introduction, her mind was mesmerised by his voice, rhythm of speech, and precision to get her questions answered.

As she saw her name, Leanna, appeared at the top, the nature of my literature slowly became clearer.

(she whispered) ‘Erotica?’

‘Yeah.’

Seated beside an erotica writer at the rooftop, her eyes remained glued to the next part he was about to write. Partially overwhelmed by his intellect, the cold ground was gaining contrast to the warmth in her panties, directly in contact with the rain-washed rough surface.

Leanna couldn’t explain the racing heartbeat, and beyond that, an urge to give his bulge a squeeze to see if she turned him on. No way would a sex writer not be turned on when his mind is living a sexual fantasy right?

Slowly, her hand went under my belly that was ‘pushed out’ when I bent forward at my keyboard, and gave the zipper area my dick was supposed to be poking against, a squeeze. My abrupt pause stopped her as well but she requested me to continue, while she ‘tries’ to realise my fantasy.

She finally gave in to the temptation and reached for his zipper, cranking it down so she could slip her fingers into it. When the warm, semi-hard erection greeted her cold fingers, she quickly undid the only button restricting her entry. Once she wrapped her fingers around his manhood tightly, a satisfying gasp from him eased the embarrassment she was still in.

(she said) ‘You’re good.’

‘Here comes the challenge. I’m going to write ahead of what will happen now.’

‘Huh? In the story or real life?’

Within minutes of her handjob, he couldn’t take her teasing anymore and pushed his keyboard away. A little part of her had long been hoping for him to pay her more attention, but another part was dying to read more. His warm hand immediately slid down her thigh, went under her dress and pressed hard on her wet panties.

He had no inhibitions to hold him back when he peeled those underwear off, forcing her to jerk him faster to ‘calm’ him down. Once she was butt-naked, his fingers cycled on her clit at a fast speed, throwing her off with the explosion of pleasure. That guy she had so easily followed to the roof with, knew exactly when to slip his fingers into her, and drove her crazy.

As she moaned and trembled hysterically to his deep thrusts, her body fell into his lap where her hand was still trying to stroke him properly. The overpowering scent of a freshly washed cock, couldn’t be more inviting when she lowered her lips around it. Now, the duo was locked in a race for orgasm, but with the upper hand pumping at her pussy.

(she whispered softly) ‘fuck.. ‘

I couldn’t care less about the sluggish hand stroking my dick and looked at her other hand, fidgeting wildly inside her pink panties. Once the red-faced girl saw my bewildered expression, she shifted my iPad further and handed me my keyboard, to bury her face in my crotch. Holding the base of my shaft, she gave the tip a long kiss before I gasped at the long-awaited descend.

Placing the keyboard on her back, I kept writing while in the mixed realm of pleasure and intellectual sanity.

When she couldn’t take his non-stop digging anymore, she pinned him against the wall and climbed over his lap. In a flash, his dick was brought to a new high, strong heartbeat throbbing in her soft vaginal tissues. The little distance between the wall allowed him to slouch lower, for her to ride him like a rodeo.

Hips grinding fiercely, he played his part by keeping her boobs from bouncing too much – with a sensual massage on them. Her abundance of bodily fluids kept him at the edge, extending his stamina as flashes of numbness ran through his dick head.

After a few minutes of grinding, she planted her lips on him as an orgasm shook her body violently, causing her pussy to tighten around his erupting cock. The series of fast-paced events wasn’t doing any good to him either, as every pause would make him more sensitive below.

‘I’M CUMMING!’, he groaned into her ear and laid her gently on the grey concrete floor, unleashing the last set of womb-deep thrusts into her petite frame. Right before he came, he pulled out of her and she sat upright with him, picking her soaked panties at the same time.

She wrapped it around his cock and pumped for a few more minutes, before his thick semen squirted into it. The curiosity got the better of her when she opened the ‘wrap’, to see a soggy, sticky mess at where her pussy once stayed in.

A tap on her shoulder ended the addictive blowjob, and she spent a few minutes reading the last parts of the story.

(she asked) ‘What happens after that?’

‘I don’t know yet.’

I spun her legs towards me and stripped her panties off, ready to eat her out in doggy when she suddenly had a eureka moment. Squatting against a wall, I remain seated as I ran my tongue along her slit, alternating between flicking her clit and making out with her ‘lower lips’.

Moments later during a break, the huge patch of wetness around my mouth amused her for a good laugh, but it sure didn’t kill the sexy mood we were in. I sat against the wall with my knees up, legs opened. She did the same in front of me and lined our genitals for the penetration course.

We then shifted our asses closer and closer till I poked into her pussy, able to kiss or just hug each other at close proximity. Thankful for our not-so-firm butt, we could jerk our hips at each other and that launched the fastest strokes ever in my life. Both of us moved in the same direction, slamming my cock balls-deep each time we ‘met’.

First, she was leaning over me and fucking me with a peeing pose, swinging her hips so hard onto my groin to thoroughly cover every area inside her. Next, it was me in half-missionary, towering over her body as I drove my dick top-down on my knees.

Each passing minute got her tighter, and I still had not given her an orgasm yet. Indeed, unlike what I usually write, it just wasn’t that easy. We didn’t stop for a second to rest since we were taking turns fucking each other, until the inevitable was about to cum.

(she groaned excruciatingly) ‘It’s coming.. It’s coming!’

‘Fuck! Me too!’

A hard grip on her arms sent us in the opposite direction, disconnecting like a hose spraying out of control. I handed her her panties and she knew what to do with it. My fingers kept rubbing her clit as she fumbled for the ‘same spot’ on her panty as ‘her’ in the story. As soon as she found it, it went over my dick head and a handjob brought me to my climax.

Our timing was impeccable as we came together, watching our eyes sparkle as we looked for ourselves. In the moment of synchronicity, our returning epiphany smothered the temporary desire for each other.

(she said) ‘Now, this.’

She got up energetically and wore the panties back, smoothing out the part where my cum came in contact with her pussy. We adjusted our clothes back and caught the seconds from midnight. Like lovebirds, I stood behind her and hugged tightly, as fireworks marvelled the night sky with the impressive land-to-air attacks.

(I whispered) ‘Let’s go.’

To start off our new year, we exchanged numbers before going our separate ways, but never too far for us to live out the fantasies I wrote for her in her absence.

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Fixing His Erection

After a dinner with his wife, Winn (initial W for Wife) and sister-in-law, Yin, Max was alone with his in law while his wife did the dishes. Sitting in front of the TV, she whispered softly to him, about a problem she had caught wind of.

Yin (whispering): ‘Eh.. I heard you got problem getting hard ah?’
Max (whispering): ‘Who told you that? Winn ah?’
Yin (whispering): ‘Yeah. She just said you have a problem down there. Didn’t say much after.’

He was confused about what she just asked as he did not find any problems with it. No matter how he tried to change the topic, she was pestering him to tell her the truth but there was nothing he was going to say. Yin was the older sister of his wife, about 32 years old while he and Winn was at the same age of 30. She had yet to marry but no one in the family was making noises.

Max and Winn had been living in bliss ever since their marriage and he had never heard of her complaining about his erections. Now, a third party had questioned him out of the blue and he did not know what was happening.

Yin wore a normal one piece tank top dress that hid most of her thighs, truly nothing attractive about her outfit. But her figure, was something that men would take a quick peek at, often spotting the visible panty and bra lines showing underneath. Winn was much sexier in her dressing and would wear lesser when the married couple went out on dates. They had made plans only to have children two years later and she was put on the pill.

Winn: ‘I am done. I’ll go take a shower first.’
Yin: ‘Okay.’

Seeing that her sister was gone, the curiosity got the better of her and she started poking deeper at his ‘problem’.

Yin: ‘You want to show it to me? I have fixed quite a few friends who had the same problem. Nothing shameful about it, and we are family.’
Max: ‘No thanks. I will talk to her.’
Yin: ‘Don’t don’t.. she doesn’t know I asked you.’
Max: ‘Okay.’

He took off into the bedroom where his wife was showering and Yin felt a little guilty for asking too much. After a minute, his wife exited the bathroom naked and slipped on the silky night gown, where her nipples poked at.

Winn: ‘What did you two talk about? So secretive.’
Max: ‘Nothing.’
Winn: ‘Say.. don’t keep anything from me.’
Max: ‘Did you tell her I have problems with my dick?’

Yin had heard their conversations and went straight to their room, denying that she did so. The wife went to sit next to him and let off a long breath before speaking.

Winn: ‘Yes, I told her that you have a problem. Cause you are hard all the time. I am afraid you will find someone else when I am at work. I’d rather you fuck my sister than cheat on me.’
Max: ‘What the hell are you talking about? I have never thought about other women.’
Winn: ‘I know. But Yin has been thinking about you. I know that.’

She glared at her sister who was darting her eyes everywhere in embarrassment. The frequent visits at unusual timing, wearing so seductively (for a dinner at a family’s house), over-friendly attitude and constant questions at their sex life. It all made sense suddenly.

Winn pushed her husband down onto the bed and sat on top of his abs, preventing him from moving.

Winn: ‘Mei, go check if he has a problem.’

She silently went behind Winn and tugged the shorts down, exposing his underwear that had a hard on. She did not stop just there though, lowering that piece of cloth down his legs. The urge to just touch him was too great to resist.

Winn: ‘What are you doing? Why don’t you give him a thorough check?’

Max couldn’t believe how lucky – or unlucky, he was. His wife actually allowed her sister to lay hands on him? The astonished look disappeared once his dick came in contact with her fingers, and the gradual strokes sent him weak. Winn moved her pussy towards his mouth and sat lightly, allowing his tongue to lap her pussy like a dog.

The threesome got out of hand quickly when he caught a few glimpse of Yin stripped her panties out of her dress, and went to lie adjacent to his hips. His tongue got faster once his dick felt a warm and wet mouth going over it and he gave up thinking about the consequences. The sucking on Winn’s clit got stronger as Yin went faster.

Winn: ‘Don’t just suck him. He had a lot from me already.’

The quiet lady went over his abs and hugged her sister, apologising for all she had done. They went emotional all of a sudden and heartwarming conversations went on while her pussy engulfed his dick in a tight, black hole.

Yin: ‘I will love him the same way you did.’
Winn: ‘No.. I don’t need you to love him. Just keep him satisfied when I am not around.’

What did Max just hear? Was he in a dream? It must be. Yin’s hands went under his wife’s dress and caressed her breasts, moving her hips to ride him at the same time. With the three of them groaning and moaning, no one had second thoughts about the orgy that was happening.

Winn: ‘My turn now.’

The sister got up to let her sit over his dick and a gasp was heard from Max. He had gotten much bigger than usual from the two-on-one partnership. Winn grinded him like no tomorrow, letting his dick push all of her buttons. Yin did not just watch them go at it, she went over his mouth and had a taste of his tongue, flicking non-stop at the moaning ladies. The sisters played with each other’s breasts and came at the same time, wetting his lips and balls together.

Winn: ‘Are you on birth control?’
Yin: ‘No. I don’t have anyone to do with anyway. But I can’t have kids. That’s why no one rushed me to get married.’
Winn: ‘Dear, cum in her today k? Don’t say no.’

The three of them took a short break and his sister-in-law got on her fours, with Winn under her, still playing with her boobs. Max flipped her dress up and shoved his cock mercilessly at her, pumping with all his speed and vigour. For starters, there was no way Yin was used to it and came continuously after the first orgasm in this position.

Max (groaning): ‘I am shooting!’

Yin bit her teeth together to show her sister how she squeezed and made Max screamed out loud. His dick was going through the toughest challenge ever to cum into that tight hole. About five thrusts later, the interconnected couple froze and shivered, savouring the ‘warming’ moment where his cum heated the neglected pussy up.

She fell onto her sister and let the dick slipped out on its own. Max laid beside them and they took one side each, cuddling him like a bolster.

Winn (whispering): ‘Don’t find other girls k?’
Max (whispering): ‘I won’t.’
Winn: ‘Don’t just ignore Yin also. I know you won’t find her even if I allowed you to. But my dear is a understanding husband right? She has her needs too.’
Max: ‘We will find each other if any of us needs it k? Love you.’
Yin (whispering): ‘Thank you both.’
Max: ‘Okay.. Let’s sleep. Tomorrow is Saturday. We will spend the day together as a family k?’

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Accredited Tutor

Chelsea opened the door in her nightgown after I knocked for close to five minutes, leading me to her bedroom while pulling her cardigan tightly over her chest.

Chelsea: ‘Sit here for a while. I’ll go get changed.’
Me: ‘Don’t need to change luh. I am not that young not to understand.’
Chelsea: ‘Cannot. What if you have the impression that something like those Japanese porn will happen? I don’t want you distracted.’

Yeah right. I was distracted by the length of the dress that showed off her thin legs. She was a tutor I had contacted through a friend to help me refresh my knowledge for accounting before I officially start work in two weeks’ time. The previous meet up was for her to find out about my current situation (just ORDed) and also to schedule the classes.

Being just two years difference in age, I really did not care about how she dressed as long she could help me remember the tricks needed for the financial industry. She had been working as a underwriter for a huge company and frankly, I did not know why she took up my offer even though it wasn’t the highest in fees.

She appeared in the room after five minutes, combing her hair but in another short dress that did not seemed any longer than her nightie. The same cardigan was still over her shoulders but we started on reading her university notes she had been compiling for her own use. As a guy, writing notes wasn’t my style but clearly, it had benefits that I regretted not taking notes.

Chelsea: ‘This should be easy to understand, glance through first and I’ll pass you some papers to do. I will progress from the simplest to the hardest questions, but for today, it will be mostly reading and understanding how it works.’
Me: ‘But I do remember some of it, so it won’t take long to finish the notes.’

Chelsea brought her iPad to her bed behind the study table where I was trying to arrange the messy table and told me to just read it word-for-word. Since I paid for this, I trusted her methods and began reading the stack of foolscap filled with her personal notes for easy memory.

Me: ‘Chelsea, I don’t quite understand this point. Can you.. ‘

I turned the revolving chair around to see her knees up and pink polka dot panties creating a wedgie between her thighs. She did not noticed what I saw and gestured me over to her lazy state, explaining to me in details about why some of the credit/ debit entries were written on the opposite side at times.

Her bed was so comfortable and warm that I did not want to go back to the chair, sitting beside her and browsing the notes. At the same time, my eyes were stealing glances at her hemlines that had slid down her thighs to expose a little of the panties.

Chelsea: ‘What are you looking at?’
Me: ‘Your notes?’
Chelsea: ‘Don’t lie. Keep reading. You only have two hours with me.’

After a few long pages of texts, I was getting tired from the cooling weather and warm bed. For a lady, she was almost half-a-head shorter than me and had a smooth complexion across her whole body. The pores were truly too small to be seen and that was the first time I learnt how great skin could appear.

Me: ‘Chelsea, this part here?’

My hand went on her icy cold knee and she leaned towards me to see what I was pointing at.

Chelsea: ‘Why are you so warm?’
Me: ‘I am always warmer than others. That’s why when I have fever, I can get really hot.’

She held my arm with both her hands to get some warmth and commented on how great would it be to be me.

Me: ‘I can’t warm myself up cause I feel extra cold on such days. There is no use for a warm object to warm himself up with himself right?’
Chelsea: ‘Huh? I don’t understand. But nevermind. Stay focused.’

Stay focused on her or on the notes? One of her hand rested over mine on her knee and her fingers were stroking against mine too. I could feel that she was getting use to my presence in the room and being so close to her, respectable enough to use part of me for her own comfort.

Slowly, I glide my hand towards her inner thigh and she held me tighter, stopping me from advancing elsewhere I shouldn’t. It wasn’t obvious enough that she wanted me to stop, so I kept pushing my hand downwards till I reached the centre of her thigh.

Chelsea: ‘Don’t be naughty ah.’
Me: ‘But someone isn’t thinking like what she just said.’
Chelsea: ‘How you know?’

Her iPad fell to the side and she looked into my eyes, waiting for an explanation for seeing through her.

Me: ‘Cause no one can make you feel so hot with just a hand on your knee?’
Chelsea: ‘Huh? What nonsense?’
Me: ‘Come, I show you. Take your hand away.’

She gave me a doubtful look before hovering her palm above my advancing hand, ready to press down to stop me if I.. I wasn’t sure what either. My hand hopped over the remaining distance and pushed my fingers down on her crotch, where she grabbed my hand suddenly to stop me.

Chelsea: ‘You can’t do this.’
Me: ‘I know.’

I did not stop moving my finger over her clit and she wasn’t really pushing me away either, just gripping my arm with a small shiver in her fingers.

Chelsea: ‘I can’t do this.’
Me: ‘You don’t have to do anything. Just sit still.’

Chelsea did not complete her sentence, ending with a ‘but’. Compared to her pussy, my hand was cooler and she was enjoying the massage over her panties.

Me: ‘You remembered what happened in the Japanese video?’
Chelsea: ‘Yeah. The student was doing the same, except he was kissing her.’

I brought my face to her ear and turned her towards me. Forcefully, I planted a kiss on her shocked expression and pried her lips apart for my tongue. In no time, she was reciprocating with a similarly intense tongue fight and her panties went down her straightened legs, each of us taking one side to remove it.

It was easy to get her to lie down since we were at sitting around the end of the bed, and the shy girl covered her face with the Hello Kitty blanket that was lying around. I went between her legs and spread her knees, admiring the wet hole before feasting on it.

Unlike how a sensual foreplay, my mouth was cupped over it with my tongue attacking every area, lubricating with my saliva while teasing her clit and slit. She was moaning under the sheets as I increased my pace, brushing along the delicate pink folds of her pussy.

Me: ‘Was the guy still dressed when he licked her?’
Chelsea (muffled): ‘No. His pants were off.’

I gave her a few more minutes of pleasure before getting off the bed, standing by the side while my shorts came off. Her narrow eyes peeked from the blanket and she reached for my dick, holding ono it while she sat up before me.

Me: ‘You want to taste it?’
Chelsea: ‘I don’t know how.’
Me: ‘Just do what the teacher did.’
Chelsea: ‘Okay. But it might not feel as good k?’
Me: ‘Give it a shot.’

She fearfully opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, licking the underside of my shaft before putting the tip in. Her tongue circled around it to get used to the taste and went on to slide her lips down. The dryness had slowed her down but the girl learnt quickly to release more saliva to aid with the blowjob. Under a minute later, she was moving her head back and forth, stimulating the mushroom area till I was about to go weak.

Me: ‘Chelsea.. stop stop.. it feels too good.’
Chelsea: ‘Really? It’s my first time doing it eh.’
Me: ‘And you did great.’

The smile brought a sense of relieve to me as I understood she wasn’t as scared as before. The achievement had opened her up and we were on the bed next.

Me: ‘You want to lie down?’
Chelsea: ‘Are you going to put it in?’
Me: ‘Yupp. Can I?’
Chelsea: ‘Can I try doggie style instead?’
Me: ‘Try? You’ve never done it before?’
Chelsea: ‘Nope. But I’m not a virgin k! My boyfriend only did missionary on me. Cause he says he can last longer. I am just bored of that position.’

I couldn’t be more happy to fulfil her dream and the girl eagerly got on her fours, cushioning her knees and hands on the soft mattress. We were about to do it raw and I simply had to ask her if she had taken precaution, if not, using a condom would be a better idea. The reply from her was a pleasant surprise, not because she was on the pill, but a Intrauterine Device (IUD) was inside her, a method recommended by the professionals for birth control.

There was nothing else to hold us back and I slipped my saliva-coated dick into her. Starting with a gentle thrust, her body was twitching in response to the new angle, pushing her sensitive spots with each entry. Somehow, I felt confident to last longer that day and did not waste anymore time, pounding her rear with force. Our voices were growing louder as she climaxed back-to-back, screaming out her boyfriend’s name (or I assume).

It was so instinctive to just go deeper and faster till I was at my maximum speed, and causing her face to be buried in the pillow to suppress the moans. Soon, she fell to her side and I kneeled over her straightened leg, taking her in a fallen-doggie stance.

It took only a few thrusts before she tried to crawl away, citing that I was making her too sensitive in this position. Wasn’t that every man’s dream to push a girl to her limits? I used my body weight to pin her down and kept my hips moving, ramming at her deepest spot in high-speed.

Chelsea: ‘I am going crazy!’
Me: ‘And I am going to shoot soon.’

No amount of raising her other leg could help ease the hypersensitive clit, and it was causing her to get tighter. Until a certain point, she was fighting to get me off while I unleashed the last burst of energy in her. Keeping her under me, I kept pumping till my balls screamed (if they could), and the first jet of cum entering her immediately calmed her down.

Chelsea: ‘It’s so deep inside me!’

Me: ‘Is it warm?’
Chelsea: ‘Super.’

We stayed in that position till I had nothing left and I carefully slid my cock out of her sore pussy. Instead of washing up, she flipped around to face me lying next to her and held my dripping dick in her hand, gently playing with it.

The clock on the wall showed 11 and she was totally exhausted with a blushing face. I guess that is the afterglow.

Chelsea: ‘We still have an hour right?’
Me: ‘Yeah.’
Chelsea: ‘Enough time to get it up again?’
Me: ‘If you can do CPR on it.’

The tired girl laid for five minutes before going between my legs, taking the semi-erection into her mouth. This time, it was easier for her to suck and the growth in her mouth was more acceptable. After ten minutes of a one-sided pleasure session, I was at full length again and she excitedly rolled over to her tummy, getting into doggie before I even got out of bed.

Chelsea: ‘Let’s do the same thing again. But I want you to shoot in my mouth this time.’

Well, we ‘reenacted’ the previous round and it took me longer, longer by a whole ten minutes to cum. The contraception did not hinder our sex one bit and she was enjoying the whole time, letting herself go and moaning her heart out. The bed was cold from our perspiration and the weather, making me the ideal body for her to get closer to.

Imagine how intense we got when I get extra time before cumming, and her body got more sensitive after the first round. Although I was behind her all the time, banging her lifeless, she was energetic enough to pick herself up to kiss me while I went at it. The lust we had for each other could be described as ‘out of the roof’, never getting enough of the horny sex we had.

Me: ‘Chelsea, I am cumming soon.’
Chelsea: ‘Lie on the bed.’

I sat near the headboard against her pillow and she engulfed my dick in her mouth, shoving her face harder into my groin. The tyre around my waist served as the suspension to limit the depth in case she choked, enhancing the view I was enjoying where the girl sucked me while she was horny.

I did not say a word as I felt my balls shrunk, bursting into white flames into her mouth as she kept her lips around my hood. The shallow blowjob totally extracted every bit of milk out of me and she was still at it even after I begged her to let me rest. Thankfully, she needed to breath and ended the oral with a long trip out of her mouth.

Chelsea: ‘This is for earlier when you drove me crazy.’
Me: ‘Crazy teacher.’
Chelsea: ‘Horny student.’

We had only fifteen minutes before lesson end and I was hurried to put my clothes back on, she left her notes for me to read at home and I went out of her place on time. At the first floor, a guy with a bulge in his jeans entered with a expressionless look, pressing the floor and hitting on the close button as though he was in a hurry.

Chelsea (Whatsapp): ‘Did you see a guy in jeans coming up?’

Me (Whatsapp): ‘Yeah. Why?’
Chelsea (Whatsapp): ‘Shit.. he’s my boyfriend. Don’t tell anyone about just now k? I’ll see you tomorrow.’
Me (Whatsapp): ‘Isn’t the next lesson next week?’
Chelsea (Whatsapp): ‘Can’t I see you tomorrow? Unless you don’t want to improve faster.’
Me (Whatsapp): ‘Improve what? Bed skills or accounts?’

Chelsea (Whatsapp): ‘Both! :P’

I bet the passengers on the bus home was wondering why I kept smiling to myself. It was more than the sex with my tutor that got me hyped up, it was the fact her boyfriend was fucking a used pussy that made me felt comical. Would he notice the extra load of cum that was leaking when he fucked her? Or imagine that he came that much?

Chelsea and I texted that night and she also found it funny how her boyfriend felt so proud when the huge amount of cum came leaking out after he shot. She was going to break up with him since sex was all he wanted and it didn’t feel so good doing with him either. I hope she didn’t do it for me though, being single is much more fun.

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Ray’s Birthday 2

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Ray opened the door to a girl wearing a floral dress, hair tied up neatly into a high ponytail. Ray stepped aside to let Rikkyo in and she gave him a one-sided frown, as though she had notice something.

Rikkyo: ‘Are you sure you’re working out? It smells different.’
Ray: ‘I am really working out. If you don’t believe me you can touch the end of the bed. My sweat is there.’
Rikkyo: ‘Haha. I’m just teasing you.’

He breathed a soft sigh of relieve as she sat down on the bed, signalling him to go over. For a girl whom had always appeared decent to him, he could not believe it when she folded his towel up to his mid-thighs and slipping her hand under.

Ray: ‘What are you doing?’
Rikkyo: ‘Don’t tell me you don’t want it. I don’t want you to spend your birthday alone, not when I have this day free.’

He patted her head in a fatherly manner and she massaged his rod, that was wet and smelling of shower soap. It was a last minute idea to give it a wash and it had totally hidden the fact that he just used it. She did not noticed anything and rolled the towel higher, till it exposed his erected dick. Looking down on the brown haired girl, he savoured that moment when she touched his dick, locking her eyes on him as she brought her mouth to it.

Unlike Mirah, she slurped on his dickhead for a long time before going deeper, where he felt as though his dick had not unloaded for the whole week. Her blowjob was so different that it was pleasurable just for her to stop and not move. Rikkyo knew how to do it well and she was making his muscular legs weak, forcing him to kneel over her body.

Quickly, he grabbed two pillows and stacked them under her head, so she could continue sucking him off. He did not had to stop her when he had enough, cause she was watching him as well. In a way, this girl felt more precious than Mirah, one that he wouldn’t mind giving up anything for. She waddled her way on the bed on her elbows and Ray crawled to her, staying on top to kiss her.

Their tongues were locked in a mini fight and he brought his lips to her ears after, pecking and smooching downwards to her chest.

Rikkyo: ‘Take it off for me?’

He pulled the straps to her arms and she arched her back for him to remove her clothes. The strapless NuBra was peeled off carefully and he went to suckle on her nipples, listening to her moans as he flicked the tips. Her legs were clamped together in shyness and his hand was roaming up and down her thighs in an attempt to get her to ‘open up.’

Soon, his kisses reached her stomach and she spread her legs, to show him a waxed pussy that looked like the corners of two burgers together. He rested his body between her legs and pried opened the folds of meat, to which she was so shy to show him. But as soon as his mouth came in contact with her clit, her hands were all over his head, pressing him down as he worked his tongue. The fit, young man was getting aroused to a point he had to raise his hips to keep his hard on painless, and continued stroking along her slit with his mouth.

A few sucks on her clit was all she could take before she stopped him, pulling him by his neck to her eye-level.

Rikkyo: ‘Can you fuck me?’
Ray: ‘Anything for you.’

Like duh.. He lowered his hips and aimed it upwards, guiding it into her hole that wasn’t as tight as Mirah. Pushing his way in, her fingernails dug into his back to let him feel her, and the slow entry did not caused too much pain.

Once he was in, her legs wrapped around his hips and held him still, to let her pussy relax to his size. After he felt her feet fall onto the bed, he changed to his elbows to support his upper body, at a distance she could continue to kiss him.

Only moving his waist, he started pounding her in light but deep strokes, delivering his powerful dick to stimulate all of her senses. The poor girl could only hang onto his ribs as he thrust, face displaying a multitude of expressions that ranged from agonising to ecstatic. Her pussy was applying the right pressure and he did not feel too raged, allowing him to take things slower.

Pushing all of her buttons in the right spot, she came silently to him and gave him a feel of the juices that leaked out of her during orgasms. Ray was getting hornier when he felt the stream of warm liquid over his balls, and rammed faster, a notch higher than previously. In no time, their genitals were slapping loudly and Rikkyo was getting numb from this position.

She had to pause and he too, had plans to change positions.

Ray: ‘Want to try doggie?’
Rikkyo: ‘Okay.’

He sat away from her and let her turn herself over, hugging the pillows in her arms while her butt stuck out at him. Guiding her hips down his rod, she sat over it and froze, for it was too big and was touching her g-spot. He was watching her reactions all the time and learnt that this stance had totally blew her mind even without moving. Growing dominant, he grabbed her slim waist and kneeled with his body straightened, sending his dick to her deepest spot.

Rikkyo: ‘You’re touching my sensitive spot.’
Ray: ‘It’s a good thing right?’
Rikkyo: ‘I don’t know. You’re driving me crazy!’

He placed his hand under her tummy and kept her still, while he took her from behind, in a monster rage. Accidentally, he lifted her light frame and realised how light she was. Spurred by the fact he was fucking one of the best looking girls in school, he could not slow himself down and went all out at her, delivering orgasms that did not let her rest any bit at all.

Her body was getting lower as he went, but he could carry her to the comfortable height easily. With the clock ticking away, the couple went on fucking into the beautiful night, moaning and groaning loudly in the privacy.

Rikkyo (pleading): ‘I can’t take it anymore.. ‘
Ray: ‘I am about to cum, a while more k?’

She nodded frantically and let him pound her with every bit of his energy. Her vagina was getting tighter with each climax and he was nearing his end too.

Ray: ‘I am cumming.. ‘
Rikkyo: ‘Inside.. shoot inside me.. ‘

With all sanity gone, he pulled her backwards hard and drove his cock in, moving so fast that his mind went blank. As the trigger went off, the girl flipped her body backwards and fell onto the bed, lifeless as his cum fired into her. He kept moving as long as his dick was juicing, until the last drop was sucked out of her pussy in a vacuum.

Very gently, he backed away to the unconscious girl and placed her in a sleeping pose on the bed, going to the toilet for a quick wash. He spent the next hour next to her, brushing her fringe to the side and admiring her slender underweight body, before drifting to sleep himself.

The next morning, she had ordered a breakfast through room service and they had their fill, before noticing they had an hour before check out.

Ray: ‘Shall we do it again?’
Rikkyo: ‘I’m thinking the same thing too.’

He plugged his dick right in with her in doggie, and she leaned on his chest while he was inside.

Rikkyo: ‘Can you be my boyfriend?’
Ray: ‘I have always wanted you to be my wife.’

The 37kg girl was carried to the opened windows and had her brains fucked out in the most intense quickie they ever did, cum filling her pussy buffet style and she had to manage the leaking cum as they left the hotel. Leaving a trail of semen flowing down her legs, they headed for his home to continue the birthday treat she started since last night.

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Mavis (Whatsapp): ‘You around my place? I’m reaching home from clubbing.’
Me (Whatsapp): ‘Yeah. I’ll wait for you at the usual place.’

I headed over to her block after picking my iPad up and continued writing as I waited for her. After fifteen minutes, she appeared in a pink sleeveless dress, decent looking yet short and low-cut enough to appear adventurous.

Me: ‘You didn’t wear bra?’
Mavis (exclaiming): ‘Huh!’

She looked down on her breasts and realised that her nipples were poking at her dress. The next few seconds was spent in deep thoughts as she recalled why guys were so friendly that night, and a few of them even tried to eat her ‘toufu’ (a term for getting touchy). A quick grab of my hand and we went up a few flight of stairs before she plopped herself down on a step to adjust her nipple cover back.

Now that we were in a private place, there wasn’t a need for that since she was just a few floors away from home. Still, I watched her finish before finding out more about the flush of pinkness across her cheeks.

Me: ‘You drank a lot?’
Mavis: ‘And I was wondering why guys keep buying drinks for me.’

I laughed at her serious looking face and gave her a hug to reassure that it was nothing too serious and she rested in my arms for some time. With that few minutes spent calming her down, my hand wriggled into the thick shoulder strap splitting the V cut and moved down to her breast, where her nipples were shielded.

Me (whispering): ‘Can I peel them off? No point wearing it here right?’
Mavis: ‘Are you always that horny?’
Me: ‘Only when you appear so cute.’
Mavis: ‘What cute?! I didn’t notice it till now.’

She grabbed my dick through my shorts and held them tightly, until the blood pressure spiked high enough to let me feel the bursting pipe. Seeing that I only had one way to stop her, I pinched on her nipples and rolled them between my fingers. Her moans soon grew louder as her hand relaxed, shifting to my thigh so she could reach under my shorts.

Mavis (whispering): ‘You always have a way with me huh?’

Me: ‘Until you found someone you like, he would have his way with you too.’

My other hand dived into her neckline and massaged her breast with my palm, warming it to fight the cold wind blowing. As I continued the soothing massage, her hand was stroking me faster, driving me crazy for a deeper intimacy.

Mavis: ‘Oh ya.. can we not have sex today?’
Me: ‘Why?’
Mavis: ‘Just don’t feel like it.’
Me: ‘Alright. So.. I can go all out as long as no sex?’
Mavis: ‘I guess.. ‘

I moved a few steps lower and rolled her dress up with her help, stripping the nude coloured panties off her legs. Raising one of her feet to the step she was on, I spread her legs enough for me to dive in for the juicy oyster and she nicely responded with a subtle moan as my tongue touched her clit.

Remembering how she liked being licked, I flicked her clit vigorously with my tip and sucked on it when I needed a short break. My other hand was kept busy as well, poking about an inch into her and thrusting so ever gently that drove her body to move on its own. Moments later, her hands were all over my head, guiding me to savour those raw areas that needed some attention. It was just so sexy to feel her finding herself as someone so willingly served her like a princess.

Mavis: ‘You know.. I had stopped using those social apps cause I know I can rely on you when I needed it. I’m just glad you took the time to figure out where it felt.. ahh‘

An orgasm stopped her in her tracks as my finger curled upwards to stimulate the underside of her pussy. She pushed my mouth away as her legs tried to close themselves but was kept opened by my arms. It was one of those beautiful memories that I could not forget when her pussy moved on its own, covered in a glistering liquid like an oyster topped with lemon juice.

Mavis: ‘I.. I think I have enough for tonight.’
Me: ‘I guess so too. You look tired.’
Mavis: ‘And you know how I look when I’m tired?’
Me: ‘No. But you are usually tired.’

That area under her groin had a patch of wetness and I moved along the steps to change to a dryer spot. It was more than the usual one-climax rule that told me she was tired, somehow, the struggle to show her never-tired state conflicted with her energy levels and let slipped the weaker side of her. If anyone else had seen her right then, it would be so easy to just pounce on her with just a slight struggle.

I got up and sat next to her, while she placed her feet on the lower steps to return the favour. As soon as she moved one level down, I pulled her back into my arms and embraced her, this time, with a different mindset. I had so much wanted to tell her, it’s time to rest. For those of you who was hoping that the guy (me) have a happy ending, I’m sorry to disappoint.

Mavis is a girl who had been fighting against herself for the longest time, to prove that she does not need to rely on anyone. All those battles took their toil on her and yet, she did not give up. At her most vulnerable (which was right then), her tired mind whispered to me to do something for her.

Me: ‘Mavis. I’ve had enough today too. Go home and sleep early. So you will have strength tomorrow.’
Mavis: ‘Are you sure?’
Me: ‘Yes. You already took more than what you can afford to into your hands. You can leave my dick to me.’

I handed her the panties and she left the stairs, giving me a wave of goodbye while I stole glances at her swaying ass. Shortly after, I began my peaceful walk home, satisfied by my deed not to cum that evening.

Mavis (Whatsapp): ‘J, the last hug you gave me.. I felt something different. Thanks for telling me I usually had enough after one orgasm although you saw my tiredness in my eyes. And that bit of strength you saved up for me will see me through tomorrow. Here’s a reward for you.’

A picture followed that message shortly and the sight of her petite body covered in foam, told me enough – at least the shower part. I did not reply her that night, but the following day, she invited me to her place to prepare a dinner for the two of us, with a round of mutual eat-out challenge for dessert.

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