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Itchy Hand

‘Daddy, can I give you a massage?’

‘Sure.’

I replied while lying chest-down in the bed, back completely sore after six hours of uncomfortable bus ride. Without looking at her, I just tilted my head across the pillow and felt her hands on my back, applying pressure at random places.

‘Dad, your shirt.’

She had raised it to my armpits and it came off easily once I straightened my arms, for her to better knuckle-press on my aching muscles. Since she wasn’t using too much force, I dozed off to her playful elbow-grind and upper-back massage, until she moved both her hands up my shorts.

Before I was fully awake, she had cupped my balls with one hand, and using the other to grasp my shaft.

(I shouted) ‘HEY HEY!’

As soon as I tried to roll over, she gave my cock a jerk and I dropped flat on the bed. Each time I attempted to turn, she would caress my balls as she gave me a handjob, until I was groaning into the pillow.

(I pleaded) ‘Sweetie.. Girl.. Please stop..’

‘Uh-uh.’

Soon, my hips were hovering above the bed for some reason, while she got into another position I can’t tell.

(Daughter commanded) ‘Higher.’

I raised my hips by sliding backwards, getting into a somewhat-like-doggystyle position.

(Daughter shouted) ‘OK!’

With my senses still muddled by her hand jerking me off, it was only when I felt her hair on my inner-thighs that I realised where was she.

At that moment, she angled my cock downward and took it into her mouth, using the softness of the spring mattress to ‘bounce’ up and down. My own little girl, was now facing a giant as wide as her mouth.

Whenever I froze in resistance, her tongue would take over the blowjob, swirling at the tip, licking around the shaft, and sucking till I ‘popped’.

(I grunted) ‘ARGH!’

Just as I tucked my knees inward, she threw her arms around my butt and rolled over with me, mouth still connected to my cock. With ample up-space, she held the base of my erection to keep it upright as she bobbed her head fast and furious, draining me of all strength at one go.

‘SWEETHEART! TAKE IT OUT! TAKE IT OUT!’

I cried out as loudly as I could without sounding angry, but she made things worse by stroking the part where her lips couldn’t reach.

Over the next few, unhappening-seconds, loads of cum gushed into her lips that stayed’ glued’ around the little head, containing all of the love I sent.

Needless to say, the unimaginable and immoral act deprived all I had to even think about what-to-do-next, let alone move.

‘Daddy?’

‘Yes dear?’

She put my feet together and sat at my lap, shifting her butt higher until I felt her soft flesh on the underside of my cock.

We said nothing more to each other as she rubbed her pussy on me until she climaxed, clearly excited by what she had ‘unlocked’.

The next morning, when I saw her going around in just tank top and panties, I realised that it was I, who ‘showed’ her that it was ‘normal’ to dress loosely in her own house.

After losing an argument to her ‘frosted window’ logic, we found no need to wear any bottoms, or even clothes if we wanted to.

(I asked in return) ‘You want me to massage you?’

‘Just down there perhaps?’

What more, could go around in a house that we had complete privacy in?

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Jojo’s Magic

‘Boy ah. This is Jojo, she will be staying with us for a few days. I pass you one hundred dollars first. Settle her in and see what she needs. Tell me if it isn’t enough.’

‘Okayyy.. ‘

My mum placed the money by my laptop I was gaming on and left the house in one of her black dresses, for the KTV where she worked at as a mamasan after my dad ditched us. Living the dream of people my age, I worked from home under my mum, balancing the accounts of a private limited business we set up to process her high income.

That day was the first time I had someone from her workplace in my house, but I wasn’t too surprised given how complex the procedure was to get whatever permits and visas to work in that specific industry. Seeing her in a tight fitting crop top and a pair of low waist shorts on, I could already gauge how ‘successful’ she was going to be.

‘Alex.. ‘

The girl in early 20s came into my room and sat next to me on the bed, peering into my screen which made me uncomfortable within seconds. Having just fans to cool myself in the hot afternoon weather, I only had a pair of lounge shorts on. At the close proximity, a sweet floral scent clouded my mind while her fair, tiny waist caught all of my attention.

(Me asking) ‘Do you need something?’

‘Let me give you a massage?’

I laid on my chest at her request, while she massaged me from my neck downwards. As she was halfway stripping my shorts off, my phone rang minutes later for my mum to brief me about her situation.

(Mum on phone) ‘Jojo will only be there for a week. Then I’ll move her to the shop once her permit is approved. Teach her what you know k?’

‘Yupp. I’ll try.’

Jojo’s fingers found their way between my legs after I set the phone down, teasing my balls incessantly no matter how much I wriggled. I flipped myself around once she made some space, and began to give my manhood THE massage.

‘You can take off your clothes if you want. I know it’s hot.’

A bright pink set of lingerie appeared before me and she resumed the handjob, using some of the special oil she dabbed from a bottle that resembled ‘Ru Yi Yu (Chinese ointment for gastric bloat)’, as lubricant. It was chilling, yet warm in her palms when she smeared it all over my hard on. In no time, I was looking at the most swollen, hardest, thickest erection ever in my life.

She sat on my thighs and slid her panty-clad groin over my penis, rubbing up and down against my belly.

‘Take it off?’

The wink came as she removed it before my eyes, exposing the smoothest pussy I ever saw in months. She capped me on as a industry guideline before mounting onto my cock, taking it in that one upward stroke I delivered into her pussy. Hot, wet, slippery. She twerked her hips so easily to drive me crazy, fucking me at her own pace.

I was controlling myself as best as I could, until I could no longer take it anymore and flipped her over into doggy. That wild Jojo had gotten enough of me and I figured it was time to return the favour too. Shoving my Singaporean cock into her China pussy, her moans blasted into the room as soon as I began pounding her. Ramming non-stop at my highest speed, her cute voice turned into deep groans as I made long, deep thrusts into her.

I could not predict how soon I would cum with the magic oil she applied, and only went faster and faster till my rhythm was out of sync. Her body slowly slouched onto the bed as I hammered her flat, rendering her breathless and weak within the ten minutes we had been humping.

(her moaning) ‘Let me help you shoot. You’re tired.’

Having no more energy, I slumped into bed and watched her kneel between my legs, doing some unseen squeezing exercises on my dick. The composed, unhurried modified handjob lasted over fifteen minutes, increasing my urge and desperation with perfectly pressured fingers milking my cock.

‘I think I’m shooting soon.’

Since I was no longer inside her, the condom was gone since I pulled out of her. She just kept working her magic till she pushed on my gouch (area between anus and scrotum). The tallest jet of cum launched into the air and it kept shooting for as long as she vibrated her fingertip there. My eyelids suddenly blocked all of my vision and my strength just drained from that singular tip that was spewing all of the cum I couldn’t imagine my balls to hold.

Jojo continued milking me until every last drop was out, and cleaned me up with her silk panties around my shaft. Lifeless, I couldn’t move an inch while she tided the room up, joining me in bed after everything was in place – I hope. I could only recall waking up for an in-bed dinner of rice and steamed eggs that she cooked, before falling asleep again.

In the morning, neither my mum or JoJo mentioned about what we just did, but I suspected she, my mum, already knew when she couldn’t find her girl anywhere else in the house. For the rest of the week, Jojo would follow my mum around until 5pm, where she then return home alone to follow up with the rest of the penis enlarging treatment.

The two rounds of sex she made me have with her nightly improved my stamina, since it was especially longer lasting after every ‘first shot of the day’.

A week later, Jojo left and I never saw her again.

‘Ah boy. This is Kiki. She just turned 18 a few days ago. Take good care of her k?’

:D

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Family Greeting

‘Remember to greet my dad k?’

‘I will. Fuck man! I’m trembling so much!’

Reina, my fling-of-two-years-turned-girlfriend brought me to her place for the first time when her parents were home, making it the first time I would see anyone from her family.

‘Hello Uncle. Hello Auntie.’

‘WHAT UNCLE! Get used to calling us mummy and daddy!’

The joke only added on to my stress after their indirect acknowledgement, which meant they had left their daughter in my hands. Her mum did not say a word when she served me some snacks and a drink, leaving her dad to ask me all the formal questions about my lifestyle and our relationship.

‘So, have you two had sex?’

As much as I wish to be surprised, I knew that was coming sooner or later.

‘Yes.’

‘I hope she is making you happy that way.’

‘Don’t worry.. dad. She is.’

‘Mei (her pet name they address her by), did you use what you practice on me on your boyfriend?’

Huh?! Practice on me? Does he meant like verbal sex education or.. I couldn’t believe my ears and knew it had to be a misunderstanding of his actual question.

‘Yes Daddy.’

‘Do it for me to see. On him. Dear! Come out!’

Reina shifted the coffee table further away and sat between my legs on a stool, giving me a guilty look as she removed my jeans. His wife was did the same thing too! But she took an extra step to strip her panties from under her nightgown. The two of them began to stroke our dicks while masturbating themselves, paying all their attention to the enlarging member in their hands.

‘Son, I have been training them since a long time ago, but rest assure that I have never fucked my daughter. I will be honest with you though, I have used a dildo on her. That’s all.’

After hearing what he just said, I couldn’t thoroughly enjoy Reina’s mouth that went up and down my cock, mind still trying to make sense of what he did, or had done to her. The way she made me cum in seconds, to the occasions I thought I had problems when I took an hour to unload, it was actually due to the ‘training’ she received from her dad.

‘See how they don’t have any gag-reflex? Bananas.’

His own wife had took all 9 inches of him into her mouth, without showing the slightest bit of discomfort. Their little girl also took all of my cock in her mouth, pleasing the 2 inches shorter rod with such bliss I couldn’t understand how she could still enjoy it.

‘Daddy, J is at his maximum size now.’

(mum to dad) ‘But you’re not there yet.’

(dad to mum) ‘Don’t worry about it. Just move on.’

The ladies then pulled their other hand out of their pussies and rubbed their juices over both palms, going in for a Jelqing massage Reina had done on me before.

‘Have she done this for you?’

‘Yes she have.’

Her dad laid his head back and had his eyes shut when he asked me that, reaping the results of his teachings. I ended up like him while my girl continued the massage, being really obedient without teasing me like how she would whenever we got frisky.

(mum to dad) ‘I think you two are ready.’

(dad to me) ‘Do you want to fuck her?’

I looked at Reina and caught the subtle nod she gave, and answered yes.

(her to mum) ‘Doggy?’

They bent over the wooden coffee table and switched the channel to a Korean drama show, while we, the men, teased them with a slow entry.

(her saying) ‘Hey you f.. ‘

(dad to her) ‘What was it you want to say to him?’

‘Nothing dad.’

We timed our strokes and moved at the same speed, satisfying the ladies who were moaning louder as we thrust. I was surprised when HIS tempo actually helped me to last longer, and I believed we were experiencing the same tightness seeing how the mother squeezed her girl’s hand from time to time.

‘Let’s get up now.’

I listened to the all-powerful dad and sat back on the couch, watching the two climb over our laps to slide our cocks into themselves. While her mum could grind her husband in swift and gracefully strokes, Reina took up a squatting pose, and swung her pussy at my belly in an attempt to imitate her mum.

(mum to me) ‘She just couldn’t move like I do no matter how she tried. So, this is the alternative.’

‘This is good too mum.’

She placed her head on my shoulders as I groaned harder, feeling her lips nibble on my ear while at it.

‘Ladies, end the session in this position. First one to.. arghhh! will get a.. arghhh! two-days staycation paid for by the losing.. arghhh! team! Dear!’

Her mum was grinding him at an unique angle, while smiling at her daughter’s increasing speed. I could tell that the reward was meant for us anyway, but we would have to put up a good show to deserve it.

‘Dear! You’re cheating! Stop squeezing on the way down!’

It seemed that she have been forcing blood away from his penis, the opposite of how Reina’s vagina was milking me in an upward motion.

(him whispering) ‘Go help your daughter.’

Mum dismounted his unbelievably tall erection and pulled my arm towards the TV so I could lie flat on the couch. She then went to her daughter’s shoulders and pushed them down, while Reina ‘resisted’ in the other direction.

The fastest, hardest, deepest penetration happened that night when they did that and managed to make me cum within a minute of their tag-team effort. That orgasm, which we both had, was one of the most intense that we ever had in our relationship. We were both shocked by the amount of cum that burst into her hand she placed under her pussy when she got off me, a thick, whitish cocktail of our raw, pure love.

Reina didn’t disappoint them and slurped up the handful of ‘half-boiled egg’ for supper. Her parents went into the bedroom to pick up from where they stopped, while we cuddled on the sofa with more teasing. Of coursIn a way, I still couldn’t stop thinking about what she went through with her dad, but he promised, that she will be mine to train and own from that night on, since I was his top choice for her daughter.

If not me, who else would she be pleasing right?

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Hello

‘Hi. I am looking for James.’

‘等等… JAMES！’
Translation: Wait a moment.. JAMES!

A guy in a blue shirt came running out in a worried look until he saw that nothing grave was happening, smacking that receptionist on her butt with a warning not to scare him like that again.

‘This is a well known blogger and he will be doing a review for our grooming service. Right?’

‘Yeah. I guess so.. ‘

The owner of a massage parlour brought me into one of many rooms, making me sit on the bed while he went to ‘fetch the goods’. Within three minutes, girls lined themselves up against the wall before he appeared behind the last one, sitting on the bed to wrap his arm around my neck.

‘Choose one you like best. What type of girls you like?’

‘Which girl joined you the latest?’

‘Wah. Smart choice.’

‘Xiao Li!’

The petite lady in their white ‘lab coat’ uniform took a step forward and the rest of them left the room in disappointment.

‘你好！’
Translation: Hello!

James interrupted her jovial greeting when he whispered into her ears, making her smile at me while handing her a piece of fifty dollar note. In nothing less than a happy mood, she locked the door after he left and ran up to me.

‘我们开始吧！’
Translation: Let’s begin!

A purple see-through nightie hung loosely over her shoulders after she took her coat off, something that I had expected being in such shady places. She helped me take my clothes off before we went into the ‘pop-up’ shower cubicle, a plastic-ky little corner that had a shower head, drainage hole, and shower curtains.

I was given the luxury of not doing anything while she lathered me up, paying a little too much attention to my dick that was taking the whole ‘review’ too seriously.

‘它还没起来吗？’
Translation: Is he not awake yet?

‘再多一下子就起来了。’
Translation: He will be up in a bit.

She managed to get me rock hard at the end of the shower, and we went to bed to begin the ‘massage’ officially. For a girl her weight, she had to use all of her strength to accommodate my preference for a harder knead. At the end of the head massage, the girl was breathing harder after a full thirty minutes of ‘workout’.

I was on my back when the pro-claimed Thai massage was over, giving her an easy angle to caress my dick with what’s left of the massage oil on her hand. Her skill was much to be impressed with when she got me groaning to her slow, squeezing fingers, surprising me with the potential of the girls James might have working here.

My eyes never left her innocent, observing eyes as she went down on my cock, sucking with a desire to please rather than impatience. I eased the tension of the room by talking about my work, avoiding any questions that she might have to stop blowing to answer.

Of all the questions I asked (that she could use her fingers to show me), there was one that made me felt extra special.

‘你在这服务过几位了？’
Translation: How many men have you serviced here?

*Five*

So, I WAS number five, or the sixth at worst. My mind was readily receiving and compartmentalising whatever I was experiencing, especially on the service that beauty was doing before my eyes. Xiao Li stopped sucking after ten minutes and showed a pouted lips on the tired face.

‘你要我骑你吗？’
Translation: Do you want me to ride you?

Xiao Li stripped naked to assume her position in my silence but I swiftly stopped her before she could tear the condom wrapper open. Shocked at my unintentional message to ‘do it without’, she remain seated on belly while holding the condom tighter in fear,

A new, confused look came when I handed her her dress, as if I was discontented with her service, but I wasn’t really in the mind to ‘test’ her that far.

‘其实我没想要做。’
Translation: I don’t actually want to ‘that’ with you.

‘真的？那让我吹你吧。’
Translation: Really? Let me suck you off then.

I laid back as she resumed the blowjob I was so mesmerised with, ripping apart the condom wrapper and unrolled it. The strokes up and down my shaft got a little more enthusiastic since she did not have to fuck me, quickly delivering me from my stressful day job with that cutesy pink lips of hers.

After five more minutes, I tapped on her head to let her know I was cumming. Unaware that I had other plans for her, she kept going till I had to lift her face up. I placed the opening of the condom over the tip and asked her to jerk me off till I came, which I did after she added more saliva to my drenched cock.

The smile on her face was priceless when she understood what I just did, giving extra care when we took another shower.

‘你挺会为女生着想吗。’
Translation: Aren’t you quite thoughtful towards ladies?

In the end, I got another handjob in the tiny cubicle and let her dry me before I put on my clothes. James was called to the room via the intercom and the three of us conversed in Mandarin about what I was going to write for him.

The summary I gave him was more than satisfactory and the girl got another twenty dollars to accompany me as I wrote my ‘review’ at the ladies’ resting room. At 1am when the girls got off from work, Xiao Li actually asked me out for supper at a coffee shop near her rented home.

Only then did I learnt that she only offered those services on her non-schooling days, and would go home if she needed to. As her place only housed students from China who worked in similar jobs in their free time, none of them said anything when she brought me home for another two rounds of crazy mind-blowing sex – without a condom.

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Close Your Eyes

‘Close your eyes and tell me what you see.’

‘His hands.’

‘What are they doing?’

‘I can feel them on my skin.’

‘Go on.’

‘He started off with my feet, making it sound like a harmless massage I didn’t think too much about. His pinky was making its way in between every toe, making it even easier to do that once he applied some massage oil. Chamomile, was what I remembered seeing on the bottle.

Then, he moved his hands up my calves, using an appropriate amount of force to take away my aches. Doing the same for both sides, he continued upwards till he reached my thighs, applying even more force to work my muscles. When one of his hands went a little too far under my skirt, I opened my eyes to see him in that focused look, thinking perhaps he needed to get that far, and that was as far as he needed to go.

Once a tickle came to warn me about his closeness to my private part, I called out for him to stop. When he wasn’t listening to my cries, I tried to sit up but I couldn’t. All I could move was my fingertips, merely trembling after I put in all my energy to move them.

Both hands disappeared under my skirt and he pulled my panties off, letting me feel the desperation with that extra, weird level of sensitivity on my skin. I have no idea what was happening, but I can feel everything. He folded my skirt to my hips and then spread my legs apart, arms falling off the bed to the sides.

Still, I couldn’t move at all. He moved to my side and held up a white cloth near by nose, sending the chamomile scent right up my nose. His fingers then began to circle my clit and that initiated me to scream, only to realise nothing was coming out. Airy wails didn’t so much leave the windows, let alone be heard.

He was making me so wet I couldn’t fight against his advances for long. My mind was turning hazy and my body gave up resisting. When he put his fingers in, it felt so good and cold, something my body seemed to be dying for. It only took him a few minutes, which I kept track of on the clock in front of me, to make me orgasm the hardest in my life.

It was so sensitive down there I was ashamed of how much I wanted him to keep going. He didn’t play with me for too long though, and climbed on the bed between my legs. Knowing that I was at his mercy, the entry of his dick was expected. He was so much thicker down there, and I used the first bit of strength I recovered to moan. Why did I even do that?

He kept me high for as long as he fucked me, throwing dirty comments like how tight, wet, horny I was, asking if I would come back after that session, all to which I had no means to reply to. He raised my knees to my chest when he got more eager, probably ready to cum after having it his way.

The new position of my feet made him felt so much bigger and I blacked out every few seconds, listening to the audio feed from where our genitals touched. When he pulled out all of a sudden, I knew it was the end and he left my sight for a while to finish the job.

Shortly after he put my clothes back on, I fell asleep and woke up feeling all fresh and tidy, in under thirty minutes of nap. Still unable to make out what happened from the moment I smelled the scent of chamomile, it was only after a day did all the memories became clear.’

‘Did you confront him after you realised what he did to you?’

‘Yes. I went back to his place.’

‘And?’

‘And asked him for more.’

‘So where is he now?’

‘He is dead. In that place he raped me.’