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Cum Jerking

‘Will you watch over me?’,

As soon as Maeve finished whispering those then-meaningless words into my ear, she wandered towards the crowd and weaved in and out of a few people along the edge, before she reappeared behind a guy I couldn’t quite make out. While I didn’t mind her dirty dancing with other guys, especially in a club, it wasn’t until she ‘spun’ him around did I realise, who he really was.

I have to admit, that she did a really good job, of not letting him see her as she rocked her body behind his, maintaining her form as she caressed him, by running her small, fantastical hands along his chest and occasionally, reaching a bit too far down. As the songs changed from a fast, to more sensual one, her body seamlessly adjusted her swaying movements to the tempo.

Just like we had expected, it didn’t take him long to ‘dance’ in a more distracted manner, purposefully guiding her hands towards where his groin was. As the spiteful, and playful girl Maeve was, she wasn’t shy about groping him, at where he used to pleasure her with. From fondling his body under his shirt, she slowly progressed to his jeans, then followed by the subsequent, awkward endeavour of trying to contain his ‘excitement’ while she massaged him in the tight, confined space.

In small, unassuming steps, she finally had him where it was dark, cosy, and lined with couples making out. Even then, she didn’t let him do anything more than touching her from the front, which proved inadequate no matter how he bent his arms to return her ‘favour’. Within minutes, he was rendered immobile, save for the small, jerky movements, once she commenced her in-pants handjob, toying him well enough to make him squirm strangely in their spot.

With her two hands in his pants, I could only imagine what he went through as he gasped and writhed, while unable to disable her forwardness from the front. At one point in time, he finally stopped struggling and was in a ‘certain’ mood, that lasted for a good few minutes before he suddenly squatted down – like how a boy would react when a girl made him jizz in his pants.

For some reason, it was especially entertaining to watch Maeve pulled her hands out in his squatting position, thereafter wiping those soiled hands with his shirt that he couldn’t care less about. It was then, Maeve used those same hands to turn his face to her, before doing a little skip-dance back into my arms.

After we exchanged a kiss, she left to clean herself up, and dragged me out of the club for a dark, sketchy corner to let me ‘reclaim’ her, with a rushed, but passionate, quickie to refill her pussy.

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Getting Started

I guess it all started when I switched my job, working for a company that emphasises on their staff’s well-being so that we can focus on our work. Despite being busier than my previous employment, I was fairly motivated, which in turn, left me in a better, more energetic mood at the end of the day.

It was around the end of my first week at my new workplace, when Milky appeared behind the door as soon as I opened it. Surprised as I were, I let her take my backpack off, followed by my shirt, pants, and even underwear, before getting ushered into the bathroom to get a ‘royal’ shower.

Bathing me like I’m too lazy to do so, she lathered my hair, scrubbed my body, and paid extra attention to my manhood, which needless to say, was just too excited to be pampered that way.

Once I was patted dry, she led me back into the bedroom where I was then dressed in my usual dri-fit army tee (for sleep), and a pair of boxers. Next up was her ‘spa’ treatment, which mainly consist of a face mask and a tender massage over my face.

Just as I was drifting in and out of sleep, I felt a little movement at my boxers that quickly went away, only for her mouth to ‘show up’ over my dick. Immediately, I felt like I was sinking into the bedsheets, yet afloat above the heavens as she worked her lips up and down my shaft.

Out of nowhere, a sweet, fruity scent permeated my nostrils, and I was seamlessly brought to another high in the palms of her hands. Gripping my dong so ever softly, her handjob was nothing gentle. She pumped her fist mercilessly fast until my eyes were wide opened, just so I could watch her replace her mouth over my glistening dick.

After getting sucked to a shameful level of weakness, that sex-starved girl climbed on top of me and began working her hips, bouncing up and down while I watched her freshly-shaven pussy split around my meat.

In terms of energy, the ecstatic cowgirl literally sucked all of it out of me (through her pussy), leaving little to none for me to throw her off.

I could only lie there sheepishly as she rubbed her clit to our in-out motion, going all the way until I had to hold her down.

‘I’m gonna cum.. ‘

‘So?’, she snapped and pried my hands off her waist, raising them over my head as she switched her back-forth motion to an up-down, hip-slam. Right then, I knew I was getting milked, and she didn’t even need more than ten, or twenty strokes.

In the span of a few deep breaths, my body caved in, hips buckled, and my dick just exploded all of its cum’s worth into her. Spurts after spurts, my mind was just in a blank as I came my hardest in weeks.

Alas, my job was done, and that grinning, unrepentant girlfriend was still seated there, gloating in victory?

‘Hehe. You like it daddy? I’ve gotten the patch for a month now. So it’s perfectly safe.’

No words could describe my sense of relief, except she knew exactly how to implant another not-so-friendly warning.

(in whispers) ‘so if daddy don’t keep me full and satisfied.. I’ll let other guys cum inside me.. ‘

Oh boy..

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Love Hotel

‘Can I join you?’

I was about halfway through my shower when Illy knocked, and entered the bathroom naked, with just her towel in hand. How could I, her long-time boyfriend, not love such a surprise when it happens? I immediately turned off the water and let her in, into the tiny standing area of the shower.

(I asked) ‘Washing your hair tonight?’

‘Yupp. It’s getting quite oily. But only after you’re done.’

After wetting her body, she reached for her shower gel and began lathing herself up, alternating between her body – and mine. While it was ‘ticklish’ everywhere she touched me, I was particularly ‘coy’, when she jerked me down there. With a lot of soap, and the stray drops of water dribbling from the showerhead, I was moaning and writhing in her embrace in no time.

About five minutes later, I had enough of her teasing and rinsed myself off, downwards from the top of my head. Due to the shampoo running down my face, I had my eyes shut when a warm mouth enveloped my dick, for a playful, slithering tongue to send shiver down my legs.

When I regained vision of her, she was slowly getting down onto her knees, from a bent-over position to avoid any soap that might enter her mouth.

From then on, it was a vicious struggle between her mouth, trying its best to suck the life out of me, and my fumbling arms (and tumbling legs) seeking balance.

Backed against the cold, tiled wall, I was left to my own while she worked her lips back and forth, conquering my manhood as her hand stroked the base of my dick. In that standing-position, the apparent-softness of her tongue really did me a solid, like a gentle caress on the underside of my fierce-looking dong – until I began pleading for mercy.

None of it was heard as she continued blowing me relentlessly, switching between her energetic mouth and a unforgiving handjob. In no time, I was high and weak beyond my own good, and that sly grin on her face only told me of how ‘pleased’ she was at my demise.

No more than three minutes later, under the loud splashing of water hitting the ground, my hips began to buckle, and a light, but continuous tap on the back of her head alerted her of my incoming orgasm.

Turning my dick over to her hands for the last time, I was treated to a paced handjob, and a bathroom filled with her moans as she masturbated herself at the same time.

‘CUMMING LOVE! I’M CUM.. mming!’

Instead of being ‘shocked’ by my feeble groans, she brought her face close enough for me to unload my semen over her cheek, where hot, running water washed them down to her perky nipples, across her fair belly and into the void.

Just when I thought she was done, she used however little water collected in her mouth and dipped my dick between her lips again. Expelling water as she swished the hot water around, I was cleaner than before, as well as unwelcomed – for her to have her time in the showers.

So out I went, trembling in the cold room for as long as I took to dry myself. As for her, the skimpy, new nightdress she bought was more than enough to sober me up to return the favour, that lasted fairly long after the impromptu session in the bathroom.

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Milky Drink

‘Daddy? Just keep watching YouTube on your phone k?’

‘Sure!’

Lying lazily on the bed, shrouded in thick blankets and soft pillows, I continued with the show while she crawled under the sheets, going straight for my boxers that she slipped right off my waist.

In an instant, my mind was muddled by euphoria as she dragged her warm tongue along my shaft, massaged my balls with one hand, and left kisses along the way. No more than a minute later, I was immobilised by pleasure once her lips went over the tip of my dick, soothing my already-worn out mind with a kick of adrenaline.

Moving those soft, pink lips of hers up and down my dick, my eyes could no longer stay open, and fluttered erratically to her sensual blowjob.

‘ my water bottle please.’

As soon as those words were sounded from beneath the blankets, I reached for the bottle on the nightstand and handed it to her, where she took a sip, replaced her head over my dick, and let some of the warmed-up fluids dribble over my balls.

Very quickly, I was in a ‘tormented’ state with her hand-blowjob combo, draining me of any decency in my wails and pleas for mercy. Soon, I was suspended in a high when she found a comfortable rhythm with her hand, sucking just so gently on my little head.

As her fist sped up along my plump rod, her head began moving faster as well, purposefully going over that little groove where my ‘small mushroom’ joined my main body.

With the slow build up of pleasure, I didn’t realise how soon she was getting me to climax until she coughed a little to the depth she was attempting.

‘Baby? Let me put it inside you now. It’s so hard. You can stop now.. Please?’

That vengeful little princess didn’t heed any of that and kept going at a paced tempo, despite my forceful writhing and moans.

About than three minutes later, I flipped the sheets away and perched myself up on my elbows, determined to see just how far, this wild girl would go. Still, I saw no signs of stoppage no matter how many times I warned her of my approaching climax. Instead, she just tried to go lower and deeper until I was at my end, signaled by a careful grip of her hair at the back.

My hips then buckled, dick momentarily stiffened, for the last moment I cried out for her to move away.

But nope, she just remained in her spot as cum sprayed out of my dick head, squirting bits after bits she caught without a flinch. Before I was done, her lips began moving again, up and down while sucking every last bit out. With her last ‘stroke’ being an upward drag on tightly sealed lips, she had thoroughly cleaned out her man’s shaft at one go.

‘Ok go go. Spit it.. ‘

‘Huh? Spit what?’

Her clear speech indicated an empty mouth, and she even sounded a bit ‘accomplished’ too. Falling back into bed, I ushered her into my arms and gave her a hard kiss.

It was halfway through that ‘makeout’ when she wrapped her fingers around my dick, pointing it upwards to slid her pussy down onto it.

‘Hey! There’s still cum in.. ‘

‘In what? Didn’t you say that now is the time with the least amount of cum inside?’

With that, she rode me for a few seconds before I rolled us over, to pound her pussy properly sore as a reward? Or punishment, for her adventurous spirits.

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Sloppy Professional

Awakened by the sudden ‘show’ of hand onto my boxers, I was about to drift back to sleep when that said hand, began to make slow, small movements along my groin. Within half a minute of my feigned ignorance, she had sneaked into my pants and was taming its voracious morning mood. I couldn’t help but let off a hushed sigh as she wrapped her soft, thin fingers around my shaft, swiftly relieving me of that growing dick-ache.

Momentarily, everything felt right and peaceful again, until she slid herself southward of the bed. It must be time for her to shower, I had presumed, since ‘time’ spent in bed usually past quicker than ‘real time’. Before I knew it, her mouth went right over ‘me’, enveloping my tingling manhood in untold warmth and comfort. Jolted fully awake by the unexpected rush of adrenaline-blended shock, I was hit hard by both extreme pleasure and sheer sleepiness.

Her mouth, seamlessly rotated about until her tongue was positioned at the underside of my little head, lined up with the sensitive vein of my shaft. In less than ten, in-out strokes, she had effortlessly turned my brain to mush, and my moans into shameful pleas of mercy. Keeping me in a suspended state of euphoria with the rhythmic, up-down motion of her mouth, she formed a loose grip at the base of my dick with her thumb and index finger.

After two minutes or so, as I throbbed and twitched more violently, she tightened her fist to restrict more blood flow, intentionally growing my manhood as she switched to a handjob. Armed with a jacked up rod and an increasingly-desperate urge, she was aware of her control over me – in just that one hand of hers.

In a matter of a few, long minutes, I arrived at the dead end writhing in groans and helpless gasps, simply waiting for that sexual build up to reach its peak (and my demise). Her unwielding look of delight, along with that sly, sheepish grin, was etched deeply into my mind as I took my final deep breath, for the subsequent eruption of white lava – over the back of her hand.

Still, she couldn’t resist pushing me over the edge for a little longer, using the slickness of the cum I just unloaded all over us. Thankfully, I wasn’t tormented for too long when her third alarm rang, for my turn to wake up – and give her a proper, sexy time in the shower.