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The Catch

‘J!’, a Whatsapp message from a long-time friend surprised me when I was about to fall asleep on my bus home. Tired from work, I didn’t text anyone to get some quiet moments for the hour long ride. Xinyi, a junior from secondary school checked up on me and we were sharing details about how we were doing then.

‘Do you run a website?’, that message suddenly sobered me as I do not let my secret hobby leaked into my day life. Unsure of how to reply, I wrote and deleted a few lines. Almost two minutes passed in my ‘Online’ status in her conversation window. ‘J?’, she got the alias right and I had to confess. Well, a friend less wouldn’t really affect me much right? Almost everyone who knew what I wrote had nothing to talk to me about anymore.

She asked me a few more questions about the site and finally got my full attention again, with ‘If I had sex with you, can you keep it a secret?’. Did she just.. or was it a typo somewhere? She lived about three blocks away from me and we even went home together a few times after CCA. Not immediately rejecting her suggestion, a quick meet up was planned at her block, right where I alight.

The tiny girl in our P.E. shirt really blew my mind away seeing how little she had changed in terms of size, but looks wise, much more womanly. The ‘xiao mei mei’ feel was gone and she held up a conversation in a better English than those times. ‘So you work here now!’, shucks, my uniform. She giggled about my shocked face and walked me up the long flight to her block, right next to the main road.

‘Wanna see Bishan from here? It’s the tallest block in this area’, I agreed after wanting to see how much our estate has changed, as well as feel the breeze no matter how still the air was at the first floor. We went up the renovated block and stood near the lift landing, peering out at the quiet scenery.

She disappeared from my side and my bag moved a little, only to see her t-shirt covering her seemingly empty bottom. ‘I keep my shorts with you for a while k?’, her cheerful, kiddy voice didn’t change and I was more distracted by the serenity of the view outside. She took my bag off and placed it next to me, both hands catching on the rail from my sides.

‘You’re serious about it?’, I asked in the coolest tone I could fake. For someone with her looks and everything, there was no need for her to find a fling she knew. On some levels, it IS dangerous. But in terms of comfort, nothing beats being with someone you knew, no matter how brief the meeting was.

When her two bumps touched my back, did I realise she was braless. My jeans were undone from the back and she just took my dick in her hand, confident and affirmed. There was no holding back for my little one when he stretched as far as he could, poking out of her small hands into the cold night. My jeans did not even need to go down to my thighs to be exhibiting that part.

She darted under my arm and squeezed between the wall and me, wrapping my hands right on her breasts. I closed my fingers on them and her hips involuntarily grind against me. ‘Put it inside?’, the whisper held the strongest wish and I took a graceful step back, for her to stick her ass out even more.

‘Where do I cum when it’s time?’, it was something I had to ask so not to kill our fun with confusion. ‘I’ll take care of it. You just pull it out’, she rubbed her smooth ass on my erection again. I had to peel her ass cheeks wider to see where I was going and it simply weakened my knees when I entered the softest haven ever.

Her ‘fuck me’ position was at a nice height and I could feel most of my shaft inside her. The 1cm I couldn’t get wet wasn’t much of a problem after I started thrusting into her. Pumping the previously shy junior from the rear, there was nothing more sexy to be doing it to such a wondrous sight. Cars were still zooming past, and the whole floor was quiet.

Saliva slurped in the heat of the moment and she was tight at times. When she pulled my hips closely against her, I knew she came and we just suddenly broke free for her to squat over the drains. ‘Hey?’, my dick almost shrank when guilt overcame me, still lost at what just happened. Loud splashing noises filled the drain with a yellowish liquid and the mystery was solved.

It was her nature’s call. Coming up to my height once she was done, my cock entered her again and we were fucking quietly in the corridor. There was no more breaks in between her next orgasm and my own finishing move. She was such a gorgeous to hold and pound, and sniff and please. My dick was so composed that it gave me ample time to pull out of her with a minute into the end.

Xinyi went behind me and held my cock at the wall, jerking me off while an arm over my butt kept moving. She was masturbating while masturbating me! What a considerate girl she had become. It took me slightly longer to cum since there was a huge difference between her hand and pussy, but the intensity of my ejaculate was nothing short of powerful.

She slowed her strokes to ease my cum that oozed into her palm, letting my urge die down with her intricate attention to my mental state. None of exhibit A touched the newly painted walls and most of it landed in the drain. We stood a distance apart for me to wear my pants back, and helped her put hers on since one of her hands was ‘full’.

The pact was made verbally to keep this secret forever and scheduled our next meeting. Eighth, was the floor she stayed while I zoomed to the first to walk home. I couldn’t resist asking her why she chose me and it made me feel really good when she told me about the girls having a crush on me when we were all younger.

Also, I was still as caring after all these years apart. Would she tell her friends since the promise was just ‘me keeping it a secret’?

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Something New

There’s always a wild side to an innocent face. – Unknown
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Lacy Satin

Me: ‘Let’s try this block. The flats here are very old.’

Adel: ‘Umm. Anything?’

The HDBs around Jurong West were newly painted, but the structure used the old designs, with fully concealed stairwell. Perfect location for the adventurous outdoors. Adel and I met up at Jurong Point to pick up her passport sized photos, and we made our way back to her house. Of course, her  family was home, so we took off to the stone table and stools nearby.

Upon entering the lift, I angled her chin upwards and received the shyest kiss ever. Her angelic soft lips were like warm marshmallows, tantalising right to the core. Having twelve floors to go, so my tongue came forth to wet her lips, which she slightly opened hers to feel my tongue pushing through. Well, how long can a lift take right? We reached and had to pause. As expected, the stairs were very well hidden with a window above which allowed the cool breeze to come through.

The two of us sat quietly on the steps for a few minutes before I tilted her head again, continuing to kiss her. Adel was unusually quiet and motionless, probably due to her shyness. My hands were sliding up her thighs, going between her legs and massaging through her shorts. Before diving in, her breasts were calling out for attention and I had to give them some.

Adel has such firm boobs under her baggy shirt, and centimetre long nipples hiding in her bra, which I couldn’t resist rolling them with a pinch till her breathing was audible. Teaser was over in a while and it became easier to help her undo her pants, since she was almost lying down on the steps. Button off and zipper down. My hands struggled a little into her soft satin blue panties with laces at the edges.

A tight small slit met my fingers and the journey south was filled with excitement as moisture gathered. Pushing my hands deep into her pants, I managed to find her tiny clit and attacked with quick flicking. Short, soft moans were felt down my neck and shivering legs could not hide her ecstasy. A little lower and I slipped my index finger into her pleading hole. It has been close to six months since anything pleasurable came close.

After a few moments, the angle my hand was in got the tiredness out of me. Just as I pulled my hand out, a quick pace walked to the lift landing at the floor above our flight of stairs. Adel got up to adjust her shorts in a hurry. The stranger arrived and left soon. I stood up and accompanied her against a wall, hugging and kissing her once more. This time, her soft, wet tongue greeted and experienced a friendly tongue fight.

Me: ‘Want to put it in? Help me take it out.’

With our lips joined, her right hand came and assisted mine to undo my jeans, freeing the sword from the rocks. Adel used the pipes as support and bent over, as I attempted to pierce into her. After a few tries, another set of footsteps came and left, leaving us seated on the steps in cold sweat.

That little scare was more than enough to weaken me, but of course, it was kinetic charging. I led Adel’s hand to it and she did her magic, restoring life into it. Not taking another chance for someone to come by, I helped her up and bent her over the steps, before waving my tool into her – raw.

Damn she was tight, I thought it was my fingers that got tired, but it’s the extraordinary enclosement inside that required more energy out of my digits. I thrust into her, and that person who coined the phrase ‘good things don’t last’ was right. The foreplay, my horny-ness, her tightness, her sexily adorable moans, made me lose control in no time. Shame on me, I could even count how many times I pumped. Maybe if you knew how good I felt, you could forgive me.

Me: ‘Where do I shoot? Inside?’

*Adel shaking her head.*

Me: ‘Outside?’

*Adel nodded.*

A few unwilling strokes and I pulled out, creaming onto the floor while I swapped my fingers in, dipping in and out so quickly I could feel her squeezing. About three minutes later, I finished my graffiti on the concrete floor  and got seated after clean up. Tired I sure was, but her body was an orgasmic ride that will take a long time to get over. We kissed, we rested.

Like how all good things end, we went our separate ways so we can find each other again.

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Voided

It was 3am when Rinnie was home from studying, the burden of college life was hardly giving her any time off to play. Since it was a Saturday, there was no hurry to get home early. To reach her block, she will have to cut through a series of blocks and cross some eerie multi-storey carparks. About 30 metres  away was her letterbox, which she had to check everyday for bills.

*footsteps  shuffling behind her*

She turned around and found no one. Singapore was very safe, too scary for anyone to be committing any crimes, unless they were desperate, usually for money, or angry. Maybe she might get robbed, but she was just steps away from her lifts. After discarding the unwanted flyers, she passed a wall behind a flight of stairs and got pulled by her hair, and covered with a cloth reeking of Chloroform. Being in D&T in secondary school, she knew the side effects of direct inhaling. Her limbs felt weak and the pain from the pulling of her hair was making her eyes swell with tears.

Placing her at the lower end of a flight of stairs, her eyes could only see ‘3’ but not mutter any words. Reluctantly, she closed her eyes and gave in to the ordeal. Though she was close to fainting, the fumes from the solution didn’t knock her out, making her feel every bit of the disgusting rape she was going through.

Her small shorts were pulled down and off from her thin legs, and shirt lifted up to forcefully tug her tube bra to her waist. The man then angled her knees up and fondled her B cups like he haven’t touched a woman before (maybe he really never had one before) while going down on her, sucking and nibbling on her clit so hard that Rinnie couldn’t help but wet herself. Her pee sprayed hard into a distance and the assailant carried her from the back, holding both her legs wide open as the splashing sounds of her pee further shamed her. He then carried her to the next floor above and continued his clit attack, forcing her to orgasm against her mind. Streams of clear thick juice oozed and he knew she was ready, but unwilling.

Unzipping his pants, Rinnie turned her head away and bit her lips as he placed his rod at her entrance. Slowly pushing into her soft wet muscles, his dick was throbbing harder than before. The both of them had something in common, pleasure deprived for over a week. Her pussy was at her tightest from the fear and humiliation, and he was at his biggest from the thrill and excitement. As he continuously sunk his rod into the honey dip, the heavenly feeling clouded his mind, sending his hips into autonomous movement. She couldn’t feel any worse, to be abused, or to be enjoying the rape against her body’s wishes.

The longest twenty minutes of hell passed and the man was pumping her at a faster pace, making her drips of juice splatter onto the floor. He had then lifted her legs above his shoulders in missionary, meat slapping her violently. Groans, moans, and the first words were heard from him.

Man: ‘I’m cumming!’

Whispering a soft ‘No’, the rapist hardly heard her but he had no intention of leaving even more DNA behind. He pushed himself off after a few strong thrusts and emptied his balls on her breasts, stomach and legs. He then zipped up and smoked a joint before leaving, staining her body with the smell of tobacco.

Rinnie recovered in an hour’s time and made her way home, still in a dilemma to tell someone about what happened to her.

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Love Discovery

Sitting next to the guy Alina likes, it was tough of her to hold back. With the glister forming on the lips of her slit, she wanted to slip his hands into his pants so much. She was fucking him in her own world.

Royce: ‘You there?’

His suddenly question brought her back to reality. Quickly looking into her phone as a pretense of a distraction, she turned shyly away, hoping that he didn’t see her blushing face.

Alina: ‘Yeah. I’m listening to you.’

Sitting on the public accessible stairs of her flat, it was the perfect place to do anything, anything she wanted.

‘Why doesn’t he gets touchy with me? Am I not dressed sexy enough? Do I look too innocent?’, she wanted him to hold her in his arms, and run his warm hands all over her. She wouldn’t mind behind dominated by him, her pussy was literately yearning to be filled with his ‘weapon’ under those pants. Imagine feeling incredible already with just fingering and clit-teasing, what if there was a huge dick in her? How could lady resist finding out for themselves? As those dirty thoughts started clouding her brain, her hands unknowingly started stroking her own fingers.

Alina: ‘Royce.. do you have anything on later?’

Royce: ‘Hmm.. Nope. I can stay with you for as long as you want.’

Royce was a teenager just like any you would see on the streets. He was a little different for his age though, he doesn’t club, doesn’t smoke nor had any piercings like many of Alina’s friends’ had. Royce, having finished NS before going to further his studies at Nanyang Polytechnic, didn’t had much to worry about. Physique wise, the training in military sure packaged him well enough for any straight girls. Working part time while studying was his daily schedule, and having a day off every 6 days of work.

These kind of guys were rare, not that Alina had been looking around, but she hardly come across them. A few were just like Royce, but wealth and looks got into the way. Too wealthy, and he would turn bad soon, too ugly, and she would find them hard to face, especially if life after marriage was in consideration.

She enjoyed every bit of his company on that Saturday, but it’s time she wanted more. Being a lovely little girl with only two boyfriends before, she had a dirty side to her too. But for the first time, she founded herself to be wanting to be wanted, to be raped, to be abused.. to be owned.

Unable to hold back any longer, she let her lust took over and allowed it to do whatever it wanted.

Alina: ‘I got something for you. Close your eyes?’

Royce: ‘Haha. That’s a surprise. Okay.’

He shut his eyes and took a deep breath, but no one would be prepared for what Alina would do.

Sliding her favorite Suicide Girls branded panties off, she unbuckled her bra and pulled it out under her short, almost-translucent light pink tea dress. Placing it lightly beside Royce, she leaned forward and planted her soft wet lips on his.

Royce: ‘Hmm!’

His eyes looked straight into her, and gave in to the probing of her tongue without any thoughts, or doubts. Climbing onto Royce’s lap she opened her legs wide enough to let him him catch a glimpse of what’s about to happen. With Alina on his lap, she squatted up and let Royce eased that tightness in his pants. Pulling his pants along with his undies down, she couldn’t see what her mind imagined. ‘Was is big? Thick? Did pre-cum already oozed?’ those thoughts were trying to get out of her lust-controlled mind.

Lowering herself back onto him, she could felt this strong, warm dick of his, ready for anything that comes.

Alina: ‘Is it your first time?’

The nod she received was more than tempting to own his dick, her mind, body and pussy was all prepared for her first time as well. No doubt she doesn’t watch porn, but how she wished that there was one right now, telling her what to do. Is being on top even the best way? Without putting anymore thoughts into it, she knew she wanted his long juicy cock, there was no more fantasizing, she IS going to get it now.

Alina: ‘It’s my first time too. Let me do it k? So I can stop if it hurts.’

Having watched porn before, Royce knew it’s going to hurt a little for Alina, who knows? Maybe this is really a better position to lose her virginity. He only had one girlfriend before knowing Alina, and making female friends weren’t quite his forte since he had developed high discipline when he was young. He was a lad who knew what kind of girls he wanted, and that clubs and pubs wouldn’t get him anywhere.

Sitting slowly over his dick head, she could feel the tingling sensation of warmth and the urge to ‘feel’ better as more of his meat went into hers. It hurts, but the pleasure was simply too tempting to stop having right here. She came so far already, and knowing she had control made her felt a little safer too.

Inch by inch, it took her about a minute to fit that five incher inside. Random signals were just firing off in her brain, making sure every single neuron paths were used. It was beyond anything she felt, way better than doing it herself. Sitting and shivering on Royce lap, he couldn’t help but admire her ecstatic, almost-trance, look.

Royce’s was perfect, thicker and longer than her fingers, and best of all, it’s warm, throbbing and twitching. It felt as though she had everything she needed, if only she could stay like this forever. Royce knew the best part wasn’t even close, imagine orgasms with his tool.

Slowly, not wanting to hurt her, he lifted her hips slightly to make space for the drilling he’s going to do with his dick. Moving his hip in an upward position, he thrust his tool up her, hitting her erogenous zone, sending waves of uncontrollable spasms through her body.

It was both Royce’s and Alina’s first time, and both of them spent almost a good ten minutes, riding each other’s minds out. No doubt they are new to this, but Royce was more interested in giving Alina a good time, every now and then, he would aim sideways and thrust his hips, he would move Alina’s hip and grind over his meat, making sure she receives everything she deserved.

These ten minutes were too intense for her, but she wanted more after resting, a break is all she needed. Royce had stamina she couldn’t keep up with, she’s definitely going to have more of him no matter what. As Alina whispered ‘stop stop’ into Royce’s ear, he slowed down to a halt and rested with her.

Alina: ‘Can you be on top this time?’

Unwillingly, she stood up, savoring the moment his dick left the parking zone. For once, she felt empty within her. She was still wet, her dress was soaked in perspiration, but it was the only thing that would stop any surprise attacks from the public. Taking it off was the last thing on her mind.

Adjusting herself in the middle of the stairs, she bent her elbows and supported herself while Royce stood up, and for the first time, his long ‘weapon’ was before her. Slipping her shoulder straps off, her beautiful breasts bounced free into the air. Royce’s jaw almost hit the ground as it was the first time he saw pink nipples on a Chinese. Never before it appeared in his porn collection on his laptop. Not only it was pink, it wasn’t as perky as those Japanese porn he watched. This.. was more subtle, and pleasing to the eyes.

Lying in a push up position on top of her, Alina guided his dick into her hole and felt it fill her up once again, closing her eyes to feel every bit of his cock. Within a few strokes, Royce could pace himself and his hip movement wasn’t anything what Alina’s ex had shown her on porn. Only his hips moved, not his whole waist, it looked sort of like belly dancing. Now, that requires talent, if not practice.

With her eyes closed, her head fell back as the rush of endorphin hit her and sent waves after waves of orgasms through her. She was slowly turning into a slut, and she knows. The idea of a girl-next-door with uncontrollable sexual desires would surely turn on any man, but she knew it was exclusive, only the the man of her dreams. Royce? Hmm..

He continued pounding the life out of her and Alina had no intention of stopping until Royce had been satisfied. A short five minutes of so after, she felt his penis enlarging and throbbing and pumping. A coincident she would say, her orgasm reached at the same time and she could feel every of the veins on his penis on her vagina. It was so tight she was sure he was going to explode in her.

Royce: ‘You want me to cum now?’

‘What did that mean? Can he control when he wants to cum?’

Alina: ‘You are controlling? You can cum anytime you want.’

With that statement, he had to ask the next one.

Royce: ‘Can I cum inside you?’

She gave the answer every guy wished for and she embraced him tightly for the final onslaught. As the final stroke into her enclosing pussy, warm thick honey-like textured cum poured into her, he pushed them all in as he rammed hard into her hole, releasing whatever he had inside her.

Finally, he pulled his spent penis out and rested. Both of them definitely enjoyed it. Alina lay on the steps to recover a little, while feeling his love floating around inside her, warming her belly up. Sitting one step lower, she took his limp meat and gave it a little suck while stroking it, just to ensure everything is out and – into her. After making sure it’s clean inside, she licked every bit of his shaft to make sure its clean of her juice. Maintenance, she would call it. After all, it really took everything out of his dick for that controlling stunt of him.

There was no regrets even if she had to die now, even if she was pregnant with his child, she would carry it and bring it up. Falling into his arms, he held onto her with strength and reassurance that she felt safe and secure with. After a good hour of rest, it was time for Royce to go home for dinner with his grandparents. So should Alina go home too. Slipping her panties back on, she handed her bra to Royce while she lowered her dress for him to wear it back for her.

Royce: ‘I love you.’

Alina: ‘I love you too.’

A hug at the end of the day marks a new beginning of their relationship.

This round of love making wasn’t a fuck-and-go. Royce knew he found someone, someone whom he really liked. And Alina knew she found someone too, someone whom she really enjoyed. Now.. liked and enjoyed doesn’t mean the same thing do they?