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Turning Good

‘Thanks for the meal and movie leh. First time I hang out with a guy like you. A bit embarrassing cause I don’t know what to say.’

‘Hey. It’s fine. I just wanted to enjoy the day, and I did.’

After taking a long shot to look for someone to hang out with on a day I wanted to take a break from everything, an ‘ah lian’ I met online took up my offer (to have everything paid for in return for company).

From the time we met to the end of the ‘date’, I could tell how impressed she was by the way she listened to my rants, to the surprised face when we caught the movie in the Gold Class theatre, before being overwhelmed by the dinner in an upscale restaurant I fancied for a long time. Nonetheless, I got what I paid for and I was sure she did too.

Out of courtesy, I sent her back to her place where she stopped me at the void deck, presumably to thank me for everything. Just as I thought we were done for the day, she popped a question that caught me off guard, in a way that I never thought my ‘offer’ would suggest otherwise.

‘So.. We are not going to fuck?’

‘Umm. No? I didn’t put anything about that on the post did I?’

‘No, but I thought usually guys will ask for it? Like you didn’t pay for my food and movie tickets for nothing what. So I thought.. ‘

‘No. We’re not going to do that. Thanks for the offer though.’

Here on, I couldn’t tell if she was confused or smitten by my upright morales, until she asked if I could send her up. Of course, having made such a long trip to her place, a few more floors wouldn’t hurt and I brought her to the doorstep, where she introduced me to her parents who were just cleaning up after dinner.

‘This is Jae! A new friend.’

They might have mistaken our status when I realised how ‘compatible’ we were dressed, her in a spaghetti top with tie-laces around her chest and plain black skirt, while I was in a buttoned shirt with jeans and shoes. Without asking further, they invited me in and fetched a glass of water, leaving me no choice but to extend my stay.

Perhaps it was the fact that such a well-dressed guy like me didn’t mind their daughter who had tattoos all over her shoulders (to her elbows) or just how she had ‘scored’ a ‘decent’ guy like me, that they made that assumption. Bombarding me with personal questions, my ‘date’ appeared again after she changed out of her skirt into something more comfortable – a pair of FBT shorts.

She then asked me into her room where soft toys lined the edges of the bed, while lights went out in the living room, along with the last thing her dad shouted before the main door slammed shut.

‘GER! WE ARE GOING DOWNSTAIRS FOR A DRINK!’

As soon as they left, she led me away from the stool in front of her laptop and onto the bed, where she went on her knees between my legs.

‘You really never think of fucking me?’

‘No. And you shouldn’t give in so easily too.’

She then picked up half of a pill in a bottle cap and swallowed it with the water from the bottle, before offering the other half to me. I didn’t know what she was up to and neither did she looked like she was going to explain.

‘Trust me.’

Knowing full well of the danger I could be in taking that unknown substance, I saw the certainty in her eyes and gulped the other half down my throat. Following that, the lights went off and noises of her stripping came from my front.

Bringing my hands to her bare hips, I felt the little moisture from perspiration forming on her skin, all the way to her breasts where she cupped my palms over. Before I made sense of any of these, my pants were being undone and a rush of heat consumed my sanity.

Like her, I was covered in sweat within minutes and her fumbling hand on my cock didn’t help much either. I found myself groaning hysterically as she pumped my shaft up and down, taking the hot tip into her mouth and teasing it further with her tongue. A full-blown mouth-fuck then unfolded when she let go of her grip, gagging herself to a pitiful state I could not bear to listen for more than three minutes.

(She whispered) ‘You don’t like ah? Painful?’

‘No. But I don’t want you to do that to yourself.’

Suddenly, she climbed over me like a fiend and I managed to stop her from ‘fucking herself’ when she tried to sit over my erection. ‘Trust me’ pretty much ended when it comes to sex, not for the fear of STDs, but for respect of her Q.O.L., or as doctors know it – Quality of Life.

(I whispered) ‘Condoms.’

She got the message immediately and that protection was put up as quickly as we could. There on, it was a merciless penetration with an upward jab of my hips into her pussy that was wet beyond believe. The poor girl didn’t know what hit her when she lost consciousness midway during her ‘ride’, collapsing backwards for me to keep fucking her in missionary.

Pounding her like a rag doll, she gasped and thrashed around helplessly, while barely responding to my frequent checks of ‘comfort’. I was in a head of mess when I couldn’t get control of my hips, letting them loose to do whatever they wanted. All I could think of was how good my dick felt inside her warm orifice, getting squeezed and milked in the most awesome love hole.

Finally, after ten minutes of raging sex, the exhausted girl pushed me off and flipped over into doggy, spreading her ass wide open for me.

‘Put it inside my ass.’

‘What? Seriously?!’

‘YES! MY ASS!’

I made one last thrust into her pussy to get however much fluids I could coat over my dick before putting it in her anus, (myself) groaning in agony as I forced inch by inch into her. Her mood took a turn for the better (or worse?) once I started banging her breathless, almost losing my mind in that first tight hole I ever had.

Talk about fucking crazy fuckers. Yes. That was all of it that mattered.

To be fair, I didn’t last any longer than five minutes when I was in her other hole. It was so hot and soft and squishy and pure addictive. Just a while after I started fucking her ass, I was tapping out in outmost desperation.

‘I can’t take it anymore! I’M..NGHHHH CUMMING!’

She swiftly bumped me off her back and did a quick rotation of her body, catching me a few seconds away from ejaculating. The condom came off with a loud snap and her mouth went all over it again, oblivious to whatever smell I strongly thought that would be.

The second ascend to heaven took my life along with my cum that literally exploded into her mouth, squirting my record number of times as she kept sucking me fast and deep. It was then I learnt that my balls CAN be emptied. Still not letting me out of her jaws after I was firing blanks, she used one hand to rub herself until she orgasmed.

At the end of that out-of-the-world session, the both of us were left with less than no strength to tidy ourselves up. Her parents returned home halfway through our nap that I didn’t know how long it was, and no more sounds were heard once they retreated to their bedroom.

When day broke, that crazy little girl was gone from the bed, and had made breakfast for the whole family who was seated at the dining table. Seeing her dressed in an elegant black dress, I could only shamefully/ guiltily greet her parents in the same clothes I wore last night.

(Dad winking at me as he said) ‘Have a good day you guys. Don’t come home too early.’

(Mum adding on) ‘Or come home for dinner together.’

The bewitched girl slipped her arm under mine and fed me breakfast, before we left her place for mine. In just one night, and she has transformed from a black sheep to a white swan, greatly approved by both her parents.

I guess that’s what you call ‘polishing a rock into diamond’.It was a close call when she mentioned the word ‘flings’ when we re-established our status, as a process to earn her place in my life before we get into anything more serious.

Till then, it’s ‘more practice’ for her.

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Bachelor Pad

(I greeted) ‘Good morning.’

I was still in a grouchy state when I saw my new Taiwanese tenant making eggs and bacon in just a shirt, though I knew she would have something on underneath. Having bought the two-room flat at my maximum disposable amount for my dream ‘bachelor’ life, the other room was left untouched for a period too long that seemed like a waste for additional income.

So after a few days of advertising my too-good-to-be-true offer, this single lady working in the F&B industry contacted me and finalised the details of the accommodation quickly.

‘早安!吃早餐吗?’
Translation: Good morning! Breakfast?

That’s if YOU are the breakfast!

‘Yes please! And didn’t we decide to speak English so you can improve?’

‘Right.. I’ll try. Give me a few more minutes.’

After slamming into the couch for morning news on TV, she served up a plate of, well, bacon and eggs, and sat next to me, lifting both her feet onto the cushion while crunching on those crispy strips of pork. From where I was seated, her black knickers were especially HD in the light from the window, highlighting that narrow crease between her cameltoe. Such a teasing, opened minded girl huh?

(She commented casually) ‘Oi! Don’t be distracted.’

She knew where my eyes were and I turned my attention back to breakfast, trying to let time ‘heal’ that little temptation I just fell for.

‘I can make you breakfast everyday if you like, just to show my.. 诚意 for the cheap rent.’

‘Sincerity? Sure. I don’t mind.’

When I suddenly felt my balls getting tickled, I unfolded my leg and clamped her down in shock. Somehow, she had managed to sneak a leg under my thigh (sitting with one leg folded), and nonchalantly flashed a grin when I gave her the death-stare. There was just no way I would sacrifice rent money for any ‘special service’.

‘Don’t worry la. I’m just playing. Don’t be so serious.’

‘I’m just shock. I don’t want us to get the wrong ideas.’

‘I won’t. I thought at first there was something to the cheap rent, but after meeting you, I know you are someone I can live with for a long time.’

She continued wriggling her toes after that statement to make me give in and boy did that work. I released my her foot and let her lay it over my lap, fidgeting its way into my loose shorts I wore to bed. After just a few minutes of mindless rubbing, I was hard enough for her to take me between her big and index toes, a pinch too tight for me to let her continue for long.

As soon as I set my empty plate down, she did the same and laid chest-down on the sofa, arms perched over my thigh towards my dick that she easily stretch my shorts lower for. Like an innocent little girl, she took it into her mouth and savoured it deliciously, kissing and handling it like precious meat staff.

Containing myself in the mercy of her skilled mouth was difficult as fuck, especially when she could take me deep throat without gagging, and let her warm throat fondle that sensitive tip in whatever random ways she wanted. What felt like a really short blowjob came to an end when she told me of her aching jaws, and it was my turn to ‘know’ more about my housemate.

We then switched to her side where she took up a side-plank position after stripping her knickers off, letting me rest my head on one of her inner thighs while the other leg was kept against the backrest to make room. The sweet fragrance of her shower foam flooded my nose immediately when I brought my face near her pussy, that was so fair and pink like the insides of a strawberry.

Unable to wait any longer, I licked her in my lazy stance and kept my tongue really busy at her clit. The series of loud moans and sudden gasps excited me to a point I buried my face into her groin, eating out whatever my lips could touch. As if I hit the button to her floodgates, she was leaking really profusely and I was thoroughly slurping her juices up non-stop.

‘Hey Jae? HEY!’

Finally, she pushed and pulled me back in a swift hard tug, bringing our faces so close that our genitals had a small area of contact. One so soft and wet, and one so hard and ready. As soon as she adjusted her body to be under mine, my hips arched forth and my dick slipped so satisfyingly into her hot, hot vagina.

There was no stopping once I started pounding her senseless, driving my cock so deep and violently for her eyes to roll white. Still, she pulled me in to kiss during that trance, which made her seem really confused when I made out with her opened mouth.

Gradually, her tightness got me all worked up and I, myself, was in a frenzy as I neared my climax. With her legs locked around my waist, it was a chore to pull out of her before I lost it all.

(She exclaimed impatiently) ‘Come to me! Come!’

A twist of her body dropped her head over the hand rest, for me to stand at her face while her fingers vibrated on her clit for HER orgasms. Plunging my cock right back into her mouth, I began a face-fuck that sounded so painful, but she was managing well in that particular dual-input pose.

‘I’M CUMMING!’

‘ME TOO! ARGHHH!’

I could feel my shaft pumping so forcefully into her throat, joined to her body that was shaking so uncontrollably. My thrusts kept going despite her groaning in agony, part wanting, and part rejecting my overfilling load of cum. By the time I exited her throat, the fit-like trembles died down to a spate of deep breaths, which I desperately needed too.

(Speaking as she panted) ‘Fuck! That is so good! You are perfect!’

‘You.. too.. ‘

We rested for a bit before I brought the plates to the sink, washing them to calm my spirits down – but for no reason. She appeared behind me and wrapped her arms around for my deflating dick, pumping it while I stacked the dishes up. When I was done drying my hands, I was hard as fuck again, thanks to the hot, toned body that stood naked with her breasts pushing against my back.

THIS TIME, INTO THE ROOM IT IS!

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Deep Addiction

‘Why are you here? Aren’t we done talking?’

To have his ex-girlfriend coming up to his office at such late hours, he couldn’t help but feel a little frustrated, at her insensitivity to the time, and also the venue.

(Stacey replied) ‘It’s not about that anymore.. I’m here for something else.’

‘What? Do I owe you anything?’

‘No.. But.. Can I feel you inside me again?’

‘WHAT? Say that again.’

‘I’d like you to.. Have sex with me.. ‘

(He answered sarcastically) ‘Of course!’

He continued fumbling his office bag for the keys but she was quicker to enter his workplace again, headed straight for the pantry where she had been during that one time he brought her there. Following behind her impatiently, he wasn’t allowed a lot of time to react when she unzipped the back of her grey, short dress, exposing the kinky set of laced, translucent set of lingerie he bought her a long time ago.

Seeing that sexy white bra and g-strings appear underneath that body-hugging outfit, he quietly took a seat at the circular dining table, while she did a striptease for him. Off came her dress, followed by the bra, and finally the small pair of panties that stuck onto her pussy for a moment as if it was damp.

For some reason, she was succumbing to a dark addiction she developed after knowing him sexually, something her body bothered her more than whatever love that was no longer there. It was, consuming her.

‘Sean?’

‘What? Keep going.’

She then leaned over the counter top next to the sink, and reached between her legs to masturbate for him, making dirty, purr-like noises as she vibrated her fingertips at her clit. As unbelievable as it was, Sean was partially dumbfounded, and turned on by what was unfolding before his eyes.

(He asked) ‘Are you seriously back for sex?’

(As she moaned) ‘Yes.. I can’t get that picture of your cock going inside me out of my head.. That is the only thing I can think of whenever.. Whenever Ben put his dick inside me. You have kept me awake on more nights than you can count.. And wet on more days than you know.’

‘So, you’d let me just fuck you and go.’

‘Yes. That’s the only thing I can ask from you anyway.. ‘

‘Good. Then come once for me.’

As soon as he finished speaking, two well-manicured fingers dug into her pussy and she thrusted them so fast and deep, gorging around for that spot she just couldn’t reach, before coming for him in under two minutes.

The force that clouded her mine, seemed to be relieved when he responded to her performance. Partly due to the love that no longer exists, she couldn’t stop the lust from displaying her most intimate part in full view of his fixated gaze. She knew she still had what it takes to get his attention.

Just as she was done, he got up and stripped his bottoms off, in certainty that there was no cameras or any sorts in the dining area of his office. Like old times, he put the first in into her especially wet hole and stayed motionless, while she touched herself faster and moaned more intensely for him.

‘Can you put it in? Please?’

In one stroke, he jammed his cock into that familiar, tight hole and pinned her back down, on the cold, unforgiving surface her nipples were in contact with. Each jerk of his hips brought her closer to orgasm, well understood by their 2-year long relationship filled with sex and intimacy no matter where they were.

As if reliving all his painful moments, an overpowering sense of rage took over his body as he pumped her faster, massaging all of his shaft with the vigour of her sexcited vagina, still getting wetter with each passing second. To be needed for his cock, he was glad that he was still in her mind, despite only being physical.

She had nothing but her body for him, although the ‘rest’ of her was already with someone else. It was just this one part, which couldn’t shake those erotic thoughts of him, off her no matter how many toys, or how much sex she had with Ben.

He was eager to hold those slim, tiny waist again, while fucking her in the vengeful mood he was in because of her. Her occasional cries of pain knocking against the counter went unheard, over the increasingly loud groans he was making for her pussy that was squeezing him tighter and tighter.

She was no longer concerned about what he saw her as, for her favourite, unforgettable dick was thrusting so wildly into her. That was all that mattered (or lacking) in her perception of a perfect relationship.

‘SEAN! I’M COMING AGAIN!’

‘URGH! YES YOU ARE!’

Ramming her as violently as he could, the tip of his cock brushed the G-spot that no one else, not even her, had found. Releasing that slut inside her, she began moaning crazily for no one but them to hear, and that got him even angrier for the hurt she had caused.

In one fell swoop, he caught both her thighs and lifted them onto the counter, positioning her in a split that she used to be so proud of. Like fucking a frog, he let go of his mental restraints and went all out on her, jabbing her pussy so rapidly with his pipe, until she was calling out the soreness.

‘Sean! Sean!!! You’re hurting me!’

‘And that is.. Exactly.. Arghh.. How much you hurt me!’

(He then whispered) ‘Shit.. ‘

The sudden disappearance of his cock told her enough and he seamlessly yanked her off the counter, dropping her onto the carpet in a pile but not without holding onto her fine blonde hair.

With her face right in front of his groin, his dick found its way into her mouth and down her throat, sliding up and down till she was gasping for air. In a minute’s time, he was done with that mixed emotion, pouring his cum down her throat as it came in waves, emptying his balls into her stomach that was churning so badly.

‘You like that huh? Bitch!’

‘Yeah.. *gasping* I do.. *gasping* I’m sorry Sean.. *panting* For leaving you.. ‘

Her weak knees delayed their exit for a while, and she was still naked under her dress when they left his office. Helping her downstairs to the carpark, she finally got some rest in the comfort of his car.

Unable to leave the one he loved in such a state, he drove her home and got an audio treat to her masturbating in his ride, all because of how roughly he handled her earlier. Besides giving him road head in the middle of the journey, she let him finish off a second time in her mouth – again.

Nothing would beat the sore feeling between her legs, especially not when it was done by his relentless, partially violent acts of ‘love’.

(She asked sheepishly) ‘Can we be friends with benefits?’

‘Even when you are attached?’

‘Yes.. ‘

And so, they have become.

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Messed-up Fun

Having not gotten his ‘relief’ from his girlfriend in a long time, Andrew was pleased when he saw the girl, whom he chose from a handful of others, waiting in the room mentioned in the text. Seated at the edge of the bed in a white crop singlet, the rugged denim shorts left her long legs, the ‘defining’ factor for him, exposed.

‘Jolyn?’

‘Yupp.’

As his fifth time going for such service, the anxious look on her face didn’t bother him much, though it made her so much more appealing – that innocent, clueless look. After he placed his bag by the door, she went up to him and helped take his clothes off, down to his underwear. Although it was included in most ‘packages’, it was the first time he had someone doing all the work, leaving him in a sense of royalty unlike any.

(She asked softly) ‘Shower?’

‘Yes please.’

Just taking off her shorts, she led him into the standing shower and washed him up in her top (which turned translucent enough for him to see her bra-less-ness) and equally white panties, from running the water over his body, to lathering him up in thick foam. As she had her turn with his cock, he experienced the most delicate rinse at the ring right under his ‘little head’, feeling her run her fingertips in circles until he was too sensitive.

After she patted him dry, he stripped her wet clothes off and went into bed, where she made him lie down flat for her.

‘Do you want to play with me while I blow you dry?’

‘Yes please. It’s something she never allowed me to do.’

‘Your girlfriend?’

‘Uh huh.’

Jolyn got into doggystyle next to him, making sure she was close enough for him to reach, while she faced that armed missile. Starting with a kiss (on his dick), her tongue ran playfully around his pee hole as she kept him behind her lips with a gentle suction, turning his groans loose as he fumbled to reach her pussy.

Not exactly in a position to get a good view of her slit, it was his fingers that felt that unbelievably smooth skin, in front of a slightly moist gap. Beyond his satisfied discovery, he was getting light headed from her shallow strokes, going deeper as his body shivered wildly, cringing his abs to that calm-with-a-tinge-of-torture blowjob.

In time, his mind gave in to that life-giving mouth and stopped touching her, letting her change to a more convenient angle, between his legs, to keep sucking him. No doubt, it didn’t take him long before he desired to be inside somewhere else of her.

‘Jo.. Jo?’

(As she panted) ‘Yeah?’

(He whispered) ‘That’s good enough. Can you lie in my arms for a bit?’

She obediently cleaned that last bit of pre-cum up and crawled over his body, till her head was on his chest, and his cock right under her belly. Spending that moment talking about his girlfriend and her job, he couldn’t help but felt bad for her, doing all these for her family who wasn’t in an ideal situation.

Little did he know, that in her entire lifetime of that ‘career’ she had never been asked to lie still and do nothing. In a way, she understood what he was after – just the parts where he felt insufficient in his fairytale-like love story.

After twenty minutes into that conversation, she arched her body inwards and teased that softened piece of man-meat with some grinding motion, until he was up and hard again.

(Andrew asked) ‘Where’s the condom?’

(She replied) ‘Can we do it without? I went for my check up today. And I’m free of any diseases. The report is in my bag.’

With that, she reached over to her handbag on the bedside table for an envelop, which contained the ‘green-light’ he needed to see.

Immediately after his coy ‘alright’, she slid her hips south of his body and engulfed his cock in a pulsating heatwave, soothing the last of his fears with her orgasmic groan (during the penetration). Riding and grinding him like crazy, he could feel his hardness brushing against every inch of her juicy, soft vagina, driving her body more desperate.

Halfway through, he pulled her chest onto his and thrust his hips upwards, tearing through her sweet hole with much violence. Pumping that increasing tight pussy, neither of them was sane anymore.

Jolyn was busy screaming each and every of her orgasms for him, and he was grunting in a more excruciating tone with each passing minute.

(She moaned) ‘FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.. ‘

Another climax took her breaths away and it marked the limit he could handle without exploding inside her.

(He groaned) ‘CUMMING JO! CUMMING!’

He lifted her upwards along his body to free his exploding cock, but was caught off guard when she swiftly rotated herself around into 69. Elbows supporting her upper body, her mouth went over his dick again, and Andrew’s hip-jerks did the rest of the work fucking her mouth.

Despite the awkward twist of his arm to rub on her clit, she was trembling as forcefully as him within seconds. All it took them was another minute, before he blew his load into her mouth, and at the same time, given the ego-boosting view of that thick, whitish liquid forming a droplet from her pussy, and then dripping into his mouth with a long, trailing strand.

Sweet, watery, and nothing more, he couldn’t believe how appealing a woman’s bodily fluid could taste. While it took her some time to contain all his semen before disengaging her mouth, he found himself licking those leftovers on her labia.

Returning to his awaiting gaze, she laid on the pillow and did the final act for him – to swallow his load. Skipping the details of after-service, he managed to get her number to be her ‘regular’.

(WhatsApp from Jolyn) ‘My dad is the so-called OKT. Do what you think is right.’

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Unoccupation

At the end of the two-hour long, terrarium workshop, I had became good friends with Alicia, the other girl who came alone. For most of the whole session, we were the only two who did the activity without any friends like the rest of the group, in a way, forcing us to ‘team up’ to get the more challenging task of arranging our resin ornaments in the tiny jar.

By the time we were done, the whole group had more or less known each other’s name, but it wasn’t any less awkward for the two of us.

(She asked) ‘Do you have any plans after this? Wanna grab lunch together?’

‘Yeah sure. I’m not in a rush.’

The eighteen year old girl had just completed her diploma, and looked nothing but ‘cool’ to me, with her crop top and tight black shorts, skin artistically covered with tattoos that didn’t seemed too overboard. Settling for lunch at a Subway joint under the mall, we continued to chat while admiring our jars of achievement, made with more love than we had for anything else – at least for that moment.

(She asked) ‘Hey. You know, I don’t know if it’s weird to ask this. But, would you mind to accompany me for a bit more? I had initially wanted to go to somewhere quiet and spend some time alone. But you seem like good company.’

‘Why not? I like to do that some times too.’

‘Really?! Okay! I’ll finish up this bit.’

With a bright smile across her face, she chomped up the last two mouth of her meatball marinara, and crumpled her wrapper before I was done. Leaving that place with our ‘garden’ in our arms, I followed her out of the mall to a long stretch of old shophouses, finally reaching the ‘place’ she claimed to have spent days’ worth of alone-time in – an unoccupied unit on the second floor, right above a Chinese warehouse.

There, with the flooring acceptably clean, we took a corner away from the window (still bright from the setting sun), and whipped out a bag of chips, cigarettes, and some ice cold soft drinks. Spending the last bit of sunlight smoking and laughing at our funny life moments, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t attracted to her.

Despite her ‘lian-ish’ look, she carried herself well with fluent, non-Singlish English, and very demure attitude in her outlook of life.

‘Do you want to sit closer? I don’t think we should be talking too loudly now that it’s dark.’

That said, I shifted next to her and let her lay her head on my shoulders, paying more attention to the mellow Mandarin songs playing on her phone. Instead of finding something to distract myself, I soon realised my embarrassing stare at her resting face, glued to those dark, red lips, fur-like soft eyebrows, sharp nose bridge, protruding collarbones..

‘Are you looking at me?’

Hearing those words come out of nowhere definitely shocked me, since she had her head down all the time, how could she tell?

‘Just a little? Haha. You’re nice to look at.’

‘Is there anything else to me besides that?’

‘Yes. There is so much more to you than that.’

As if I had given her the right answer, her head gently lifted away and turned in my direction, giving me the unobstructed view into her deep gazing eyes. For a good minute, our pupils glanced nowhere else, but into the souls sitting in front of us.

There was not a single bit of that ‘kissing’ urge, nor thoughts to go further than where we were. We just looked, and looked, till her chin rose, and lower lip fell. Our eyes remained opened as I brought my face upon hers, pushing our lips together and falling into a trance (along with closing eyes).

Right then, the most sensual make-out-session occured. Squeezing lips with lips, tongues appeared random to moisturise our connecting parts. It didn’t take long for her hands to run up my neck, pulling me closer as we began kissing our way down our chins.

(She whispered passionately) ‘Fuck.. This is so hot.. ‘

(I whispered) ‘I know right.’

The moment she started lifting my shirt up, I knew it was happening and I didn’t wait too long to do the same, stripping her body-hugging top off to expose her caged bra. In a flash, that black inner wear came off as well and my head was pushed against her chest, my mouth feeding on those erected, hard nipples like a hungry baby.

Something so small, had turned into something so stimulating in my control. As she adjusted me to lie on the wooden floor, she pecked her way down my chest, belly, and quickly undid my jeans.

‘fuck.. ‘

Hearing that whisper loud and clear, I opened my drowsy eyes and saw her staring right at my manhood, looking all thick and alive without so much a touch from her.

(I whispered extra softly) ‘Hey.. You don’t have to do anything to it you know?’

‘Haven’t I already done something? It can’t be hard for no reason.’

She slid her ass across the floor and removed her shorts with a bit of struggle. But it didn’t take long for us to get busy with our hands, jerking my hard cock while I vibrated my fingertip on her clit. Moans and groans slowly filled the living room as we petted heavily, satisfying each other as best as we could without crossing the line.

After ten minutes of intensifying handjob/ fingering, I became the first to give in to my desire – her.

‘Shall we end the night with one more orgasm? And if you’d like, you can jerk me off.’

‘Wait! Aren’t you going to fuck me?’

I got up instantly and stopped her stroking hand, giving her a glare that couldn’t be more firm. As much as I wanted to ‘do’ her right there and then, I AM still a stranger. This would be the best, or better, example of One-Night-Stand if I ever let my little head at the better of me.

‘No. I think none of us need a one-night stand, or another if you had one before.’

‘You’re right.’

Her face turned solemn all of a sudden, and I was genuinely glad she gave it more thought. But what followed..

‘So this won’t be just a one-night stand. I’ll be happy to be yours whenever you want it.’

Before my very eyes, she crawled to my feet, dragged me flat onto the ground, and then yanked at my (further) wrist till I was on top of her.

(She whispered seductively) ‘Can you fuck me now?’

‘Yes.. ‘

I swung my hips at her opened legs and got in on the first try. The single stroke that pried, pierced, and stayed, drove us completely wild instantaneously. She held onto her own knees as I thrusted fast and deep, dipping my long cock as hard as I wanted into her soft, moist vagina. The both of us held nothing back as our voices echoed around the whole house, creaking the floor as I hammered her top-down in varying angles.

That skinny little thing was in a mess when her limbs went out of control, grasping for our clothes, bags, my back, my arms, as I fucked her faster by the second. In front of her, was me who was putting up awkward expressions, trying to hold my load back as her pussy overwhelmed both my heads repeatedly with each inward jab.

After the second time she came from our penetrative sex, a domino of back-to-back, body-thrashing orgasms have possessed her.

(She moaned hysterically) ‘You’re getting bigger!’

(As I panted hard) ‘It’s you.. who is.. getting tighterrrrr.. ‘

Sensing the final moments of my pleasure, I grabbed both her knees, shut them and turned her to a side so I could lean forward for a defining kiss. Exchanging saliva through agonising groans, I picked up speed and rammed her until the last stroke, which I abruptly pulled the brakes to her dismay.

‘I’m cumming.’

‘Slowly, slowly.. out.. ‘

Once I had a few seconds to figure my biological timing out, I removed that dripping stick from her and sat back in my corner. Alicia then crawled to me on her fours and began going down on me, like how a kitty would drink water. Sucking with care at first, she gradually made it into a face-fuck, shoving her mouth over my cock throat-deep.

Taking at least two minutes in this position, I was in a state of frenzy, falling left and right, arching back and forth for the trigger.

‘NOW! NOW!’

She lifted her lips to the little head and held her position, leaving me to myself as I felt a strong build up of cum spray from the tiny slot, right into her waiting mouth. Coupled with a light suction from her, everything, and I meant everything, left my body lifeless, into and down her throat which she swallowed for me to see.

‘Keep sucking my tits.’

My tired jaws worked on her sticky cups as she wore her shorts back, and I took a longer time to wear my clothes back. Fifteen minutes later, everything was tidied and we made our escape without any trouble. On the way back to the MRT, we kept our distance but were talking about the sex we just had.

At a distance before the gantry, we hugged for a long while before separating our exhausted bodies.

(I asked) ‘Did your answer change?’

‘Tomorrow. 8pm. Same place where we just left our fluids.’

We parted ways but kept texting for hours, until we meet again, with the same snacks and drinks – plus condoms.