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Bathtub Fun

Wendy was in the bathtub lathering herself when the door knocked violently, shocking her to a silence. One of her female friends who stayed over needed the toilet and she entered after Wendy told her it was unlocked. The intense odour of alcohol swarmed the room after Lilian flipped opened the toilet cover and went on to puke her guts out. There was little Wendy could do except to ask about her condition, only to get replies of being alright but drunk.

After Lilian relieved the nausea, she sat over the bowl and peed loudly, while looking about the bathroom. It was her first time inside since the BBQ started, and she spotted a thin, long shiny cylinder at the edge of the tub.

Lilian: ‘Are you masturbating?’

Wendy: ‘No.. Showering.’

Lilian: ‘Haha. Did you forget about the toy?’

Wendy: ‘Oh shit. Yeah. Don’t tell the girls k? It’s so awkward.’

Lilian: ‘Nah. I have something similar too. But I usually do it on bed.’

A flushing sound came and the shower curtains were suddenly pulled to the side. Lilian was bottom naked and had a reddish complexion. Clearly, her drunken state was in control of her. She stepped into the tub without warning and Wendy retracted her legs for her.

Wendy: ‘What are you doing?’

Lilian: ‘Getting a shower too?’

Wendy: ‘C’mon. You are drunk. I’ll let you wash up when I am done. Just wait at the toilet first can?’

Lilian: ‘No.. Let’s bath together.’

She leaned over to Wendy after the toy was brought into the waters. Wendy had no space to dodge and widened her legs so her knees wouldn’t hit her thighs. The hand with the toy was driven between Wendy’s legs and the soap made it easier to slip inside. Wendy tried hard to push her away but her gymnastic body would not budge no matter how much strength she used.

By then, Lilian’s face was right in front of hers and a long passionate kiss slowly drained all the resistance from Wendy. The softness and scent from her perfume was making Wendy weak, it was certainly much more sensual than kissing any guys.

Wendy: ‘Have you done it before?’

Lilian: ‘No. This is just for you.’

The kiss continued into a tongue fight and the vibrator entered her pussy without difficulty. Her wet camisole had exposed her erected nipples and Wendy felt her peaks hardened too. Lilian had one hand holding onto the edges of the tub for support, while the other was thrusting into Wendy with splashes.

Lilian (whispering): ‘Take over the toy.’

Wendy listened and replaced her hand over the base, forcing it in at an angle she loved. Her nipples were given some attention with twists and squeezes, turning her face even redder from the hot water bath. She could not believe that it was Lilian’s first time doing it to a girl, given the skills and momentum. Although she was enjoying the intimacy, there was still a little guilt doing it with a girl.

Wendy (whispering): ‘Why are you so good for a first timer?’

Lilian (whispering): ‘Because I am a girl, and I know exactly where it feels good.’

Of course, that totally made sense. Wendy’s mind was fully opened to her advances and let her drive her to orgasms, admitting with her body that it felt great. Once she had cummed twice, Lilian pushed her butt up and she supported herself, sitting at the width of the tub. She could not expect what was about to come.

Lilian remained sitting in the tub and proceeded to lick her pussy, making long but soft strokes along her slit. The toy was still pumping into her pussy with her other hand, and the next orgasm didn’t took long to surface. Wendy’s body trembled at the intense wave of pleasure that shot through her body. It was the combination of clit tease and vaginal stimulation that had made her climax so wildly. The whole girl-on-girl action was moving into an addiction for her.

After Wendy got too weak for anymore orgasms, she slipped back into the tub and Lilian glided along her butt to the other end, where the toy switched pussy and she started masturbating herself. The moans she gave off was turning Wendy on again, and it was only right she returned the favour too. She sat between Lilian’s legs that were hanging outside the tub, and pulled the toy away. A slight disappointment on her face was less needed when Wendy’s fingers pushed themselves into her pussy.

For the first time in her life, Wendy felt the insides of another vagina, and it was important to spot the difference. She took her time to stroke every area, forcing her hand so deep that Lilian found it hard to maintain her composure.

Lilian: ‘Just put your whole hand inside.’

Wendy: ‘Are you sure?! It’s going to hurt.’

Lilian: ‘I don’t think it is going to be that painful compared to giving birth.’

That was true. No matter how painful the entry, whatever happened inside would ease the pain. Wendy took a moment to soap her whole hand before gently sinking it below the water surface. Five fingers penetrated Lilian’s tight hole and her legs were desperately keeping itself opened for her. Inches by inches, her hand disappeared into her and Wendy could make out some parts of her vagina.

There was even enough space for ‘fisting’! Wasting no time, Wendy spent the next minute massaging Lilian’s clit so the pain would vanish, and began thrusting her fist. The screams that Lilian made was muffled with a small towel hanging beside the tub and Wendy’s hand was going through a hard time too. The pressure that enclosed around her during each orgasm was hurting, but in a soothing manner.

The splashes created was huge, and the girls were enjoying themselves to the fullest. Lilian’s hand around Wendy’s wrist was all that they needed to know that fisting was in fact more pleasurable. Only that Wendy wasn’t ready for it yet. Five minutes into the new position, Lilian grew tired fast and had to ask her to stop, before her pussy really tore from the vigorous masturbation. They both knew that it would be impossible to do it to themselves.

Lilian: ‘I don’t think my pussy can take it anymore. The size of your hand is good, panting.. too good that I might get addicted to.’

Wendy: ‘I felt you climaxing many times.’

Lilian: ‘Yeah. And it felt totally different from just fingering or sex.’

After Lilian had her rest, they bathed each other and had another few rounds of fingering and toy play, before leaving the bathroom in the sexiest nighties Wendy had. The rest of the girls were surprised at their close friendship and skipped the questions about what happened. The rest of the night was spent gossiping and having more actions under the bedsheets where Lilian and Wendy slept under.

A girl-girl relationship could be hard to understand at first. But the kind of fun they could have was special. Dicks would just be viewed as a living dildo, and having a male joining them meant less work, since the guy would be the one busy all the time. As ironic as the word ‘understanding’ could be, it was partially right to say the same sex would know each other best.

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Fierce Competition

*mumbling in distance*

Two girls were sitting by the stairs nearby to Jake, who was playing games on his iPhone at the void deck. They were in their teens and wearing those tight tank and spaghetti tops which were common for girls their age, but he bore no interest as he focused on his game.

Their chattering were originally loud until he walked past them, hinting that they were talking about him or on some topics that were best not to be heard. After ten minutes, he saw them walked in his direction with their belongings in their hands, staring at him until they were out of his peripheral vision.

Just as he returned to his game, they turned back and went to him, taking their seat on each side.

Girl: ‘Hi. Are you waiting for your friend?’

Jake: ‘Nope. Just playing games here.’

Girl2: ‘Oh. Why not play at home?’

Jake: ‘It’s too noisy.’

Girl: ‘Want to make a friend?’

Jake: ‘Sure. I’m Jake.’

He paused his game and they introduced themselves as Kelly and Joyce, further talking about his interest and job in a casual conversation. They were very open about everything under the sun and made him felt comfortable sharing his experience since he was a few years older than them. After some time had passed, he was brought into more mature topics and was slightly aroused telling them about the anatomy of the female body as he knew it, all along catching glimpses of their fair legs from those short denim shorts.

Joyce: ‘Do you get horny talking about such things?’

Jake: ‘Usually no, but.. with you girls.. a little I guess?’

They giggled in their sweet voices and Joyce moved herself to the edge of the seat, leaning in closer to him.

Joyce (whispering): ‘Let me see it?’

Jake: ‘See what?’

Joyce (whispering): ‘See how hard you are?’

Jake: ‘Here?!’

Kelly: ‘Yeah. Don’t be shy. I will help you look out.’

He scanned around to be sure and finally felt safe to give them what they wanted. Sitting nearer to the stone table, he made sure to keep his hips under the edge while tugging his waistband down, revealing a little pink flesh with a cut in the centre. Kelly, who was acting ‘normal’ while looking around, reached for his pants after she glanced at his manhood which was poking a little out of his underwear.

Her hand disappeared into his shorts and held his dick, warming her hands in the cold wind. Jerking slowly, Jake was feeling excited about her progress and the fact that Joyce was sitting next to him watching. Joyce gave his shorts a pull to bring it lower so he would not have to keep stretching the opening. Seeing that he had sat at the edge of his chair too, she moved to his seat and took up the tiny space that only allowed part of her ass to be on it.

Two hands belonging to two girls found their way onto his shaft and they were taking turns to pump him, alternating his senses from two different grips.

Kelly: ‘Wanna go somewhere else?’

Jake: ‘But it’s all quite bright around here.’

Joyce: ‘I know a place, quite quiet and dark.’

They picked their phones and wallets up, leaving for a block of flats behind a school. It was a specific building for the elderlys that had long walk ways and stairs that were mostly unused. Well, it is one perks of the lift-on-every-floor programme that the government laid out. They found a spot dark enough for their little fun and he sat on a step before the two girls took their positions in front and behind him.

Kelly, who was pasting her boobs on his back, resumed the handjob while Joyce remained on the ground in front of him, stripping her bra off before sitting herself down. Her back was facing Jake, and that position was good enough to return the favour earlier. He rested his arms over her shoulders and reached into her spaghetti top, cupping her soft and tiny breasts, kneading them until her nipples were erected.

Joyce: ‘You’re quite good in this huh?’

Jake: ‘I like to serve pretty girls. Kelly, you’re next.’

Hearing that, Kelly placed some saliva on her hand and gave him a sloppy handjob, one that almost pushed him over the edge. In a row, it was kind of a threesome get-off session, but he had other ideas in mind. Once Joyce was turned on, he proceeded to unbutton her shorts and slipped his hand in, pleasantly surprised by the absence of any underwear. His fingers knew exactly what to do and he began fingering her, driving her to moan in a sexy tone.

Kelly: ‘Joyce! My turn!’

Joyce sobered up and exchanged places with Kelly, letting Jake do the same, with his dick poking on her back occasionally from the handjob Joyce was giving. The two girls couldn’t wait for each other and kept swapping, until Jake’s fingers got too tired to continue.

Jake: ‘My hands are tired.’

Joyce: ‘But it’s my turn now.’

Jake: ‘I know. There’s another part I can use that is still strong and standing.’

Joyce gave Kelly a grin and the two girls rearranged themselves. Joyce stood on a step above where Kelly sat and waited for him to get ready. Jake had completely removed his shorts and nudged Joyce’s petite body forward on her hands. Their shorts were stripped by then and Kelly’s panties were resting on top the pile of clothes.

Jake plugged his dick into Joyce in standing doggie and used one of his hands on Kelly, thrusting both his fingers and hips at the same time. It was difficult for him to reach down for her pussy, but the thought of pleasuring them made all the work seemed worthwhile. His dick was in the releam of a tight hole belonging to this wonderful girl, body designed to be taken in doggie with her slim waist that made her looked so sexy.

Kelly, who was lying back in ecstacy, rubbed her own clit while being fingered. Their sensual moans were keeping Jake so high that he knew he had to deliver. Five minutes later, Kelly got impatient and pestered them to stop, so she could have her turn. Jake just shifted to where Kelly was and directed her to spread her legs wider, and he was in missionary for her. The slapping of their gentials brought Jake to his dick’s limit but she wasn’t as tight, extending his stamina for more time.

Joyce, who was left alone, kept her body in the doggie position and placed her knees on the same step with Kelly. One hand was in front, cushioning her forehead while the other went between her legs, masturbating herself.

Jake: ‘I am going to cum.’

Joyce: ‘Do you want to finish it with me? Or her?’

Damn, what a question to answer. Both of them had their speciality and how he wished they were one person. Kelly had a figure that was slightly meatier, providing soft flesh for continuous thrusts. The recoil was well dampened by her body, in a perfect fat-to-muscles ratio. He couldn’t give her an answer and kept pounding at Kelly who wasn’t even listening.

A minute later, he went back to Joyce, shoving his dick and she responded by jerking her body backwards. Fuck! was all he muttered when he wished he could cum right then.

Kelly: ‘Joyce, let’s help him finish together.’

Joyce, Jake: ‘How?’

Kelly: ‘Use our mouths.’

Hearing that, he pulled out before he lost control and stood still while Joyce turned herself around to get off the unbalanced steps. He was asked to sit and they took their place between his legs. Kelly started off by licking the bumpy foreskin and coating it with her saliva. Joyce could not hold herself back after watching how much Jake was enjoying her oral sex, and joined in the licking as well. Each of them gave a few strokes until Jake could not resist anymore.

Jake: ‘I’m about to cum!’

They interlocked their fingers and laid their head on his groin, lips on each side of his shaft. They managed to kiss with their mouths and moved up and down, while their hands took turns to jerk him. About a minute later, Kelly’s hand on his testicles felt his engines running and brought her mouth to the tip. Joyce saw the unfair headstart and shoved Kelly’s head down, giving him a deep throat experience that threw all of his seeds into her mouth.

Three seconds of unloading into Kelly’s gagging throat, Joyce lifted her head away by her hair and took over, resulting in a revengful push down to her throat. Joyce was smaller in size and she immediately choke at the depth. Kelly was scary to the point she forced her to accept all of Jake’s cum until he was done. Once Joyce was out of the way, Kelly returned to his dick and cleaned him while, while her good friend took the time to catch her breath.

Joyce: ‘Fuck, you know what you did?’

Kelly: ‘You started it first.’

Jake could not ignore the sparks and held them down, bringing them into his arms and hugging them until they went silent.

Jake: ‘Girls.. don’t fight over this.’

Joyce: ‘But she cheated!’

Kelly: ‘I didn’t want it to go to waste!’

Jake: ‘Hey hey.. don’t start. Why not.. go for another round?’

Joyce: ‘You can?’

Jake: ‘I don’t want you girls to fight.’

Kelly: ‘Okay. Fair enough. Let’s go to my place this time.’

Jake had no idea what happened or how he got himself into this threesome challenge, but his little head was nodding in agreement when they asked him to meet up whenever he could. The girls had landed themselves into this competition, with Jake as the winner no matter who won.

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Alpha Cat

Cedric was an average guy in his 20s, single and had all the freedom to chat up girls online. Although he had girlfriends before, the search was a pretty instinctive one, priority being sex, since he still had years to go before settling down. There was this girl, Cat, whom he chat with every two days, that attracted him with looks, and character. Their conversations often made Cedric pause before he reply. Nonetheless, the shifted towards sexual topics were of higher maturity for his age, despite her alluring age of 19.

After a month plus of chatting, she finally agreed to meet up with him, for a meal before heading to somewhere quiet. At last, he found someone to relieve his urge, and it was with someone that good looking. From that one profile picture she posted, the low neckline of her unbuttoned blouse and sharp face enhanced her naturally big eyes, parted by the genetically given high nose bridge. He must be the luckiest man in the world to meet such a fine young lady.

They met at Vivocity for a meal in one of the Japanese restaurants, before she led the way to her area of residence. That day, she wore a short sleeved dress that revealed her slim but proportioned limbs, with her ample chest shielded behind a bra that was pushing against the dress. The imaginary contours of her bra made Cedric’s mind went wild with excitement, all the while remaining decent in front of her. That wait to reach somewhere private was an agonising but worthwhile.

Cat stopped the lift at the highest floor of a block in Punggol, before slipping her arm under his trembling elbow to bring him to a dark corner that has a door leading to the staircase. After all, it had been months since he met anyone new, let alone someone so initiating as Cat.

The door creaked shut and she took out the receipt from the meal earlier, folding it into a little V shape and tucking it under the door, securing their private ‘room’ in a makeshift attempt. Now, there was no one to bother them, and if anyone did enter the stairwell, they would be able to hear as well. She sat on the top-most step and placed her bag down, removing the rubber band that bundled her ponytail. The moment her hair was let down, Cedric’s dick rose in the tight boxers to an ache.

She asked him to sit at the other end of the step and went on to remove her underwear, slipping it off her legs that had her heels removed for comfort.

Cat: ‘Aren’t you going to take it out?’

Quickly, Cedric lowered his jeans and took his dick out, making Cat smile at his size. Was she that tempting? Reaching higher under her dress, she peeled the silicon NuBra off and placed it on her panties by the side. Damn, he was all ready to plunge his dick into her once the green light lit.

Cat did not make anymore requests but spread her legs, pulling the hem high enough for her hands to reach under. Her arm then started moving in a circular motion, signalling to him that she was getting herself on.

Cat: ‘Masturbate with me?’

He placed his mouth over his dick and let a teaspoon of saliva dribble over his rod, and started stroking his dick. Her moans were as sensual as it could get, and his dick was frantically pulsating to slow him down.

Cedric: ‘I can’t take it anymore.’

Cat: ‘Wait for me.’

His strokes went into a stop-go rhythm and she only moaned louder for him, almost approaching climax if the sounds did reflect what she felt. After a small shiver, Cat’s head fell on the railing and her hands left her pussy. It was time for part two.

She moved herself beside Cedric and yanked his jeans and boxers lower. One hand rested on his neck making light squeezes, and the other was on his lap. As she massaged his stiff muscles, the nails on her other hand was trailing up and down his inner thigh. His hands were pasted on the floor, while she continued to drive his sexual urges higher.

Cat: ‘Close your eyes.’

Everything went black and her fingers went up his body, gliding across his hips and under his shirt. He felt her curling her fingers to use her knuckles to push against parts of his chest and abs. Slowly, she stopped at the V curve, between his hips and thighs, pointing downwards at his upright dick.

A hard shove was delivered into one spot along the line and another was done to the other side. Suddenly, his legs went weak, but his dick grew harder with blood heating it up. Cedric could feel what was happening, but knew he wasn’t in any danger. Or was he?

Her fingers finally went around his dick and started pumping him, stroking up and down along the slimy skin. He was getting what he wanted, but something felt different. By the tenth minute, the urge to launch his seeds were at his balls, but he couldn’t cum no matter how he imagined to be fucking her. The friction of her handjob was creating a burning sensation, and he had to stop her once it got too much to handle.

She sank her thumb into his shoulder and triggered a wave of hormones, cycling a strong force of energy throughout his body. At that point, he closed his feet together and prepared to stand up. However, the acupoints she tapped on rendered him immobilised, and fear lit up in his blood flowing through his body.

Cat: ‘Can’t move? Good.’

Cedric: ‘What the hell did you do to me? Undo it.’

Cat: ‘Don’t worry. I won’t hurt you.’

She stood up and pulled him backwards onto the flat ground, laying him down with his dick standing tall. She stepped over his body and raised her dress, sitting down over his rod in one swift motion. The satisfaction of being inside a pussy did calm him down a little, but there was no knowing of what would happen. She rode him like a cowgirl, screaming out as though they were really in a bedroom. Her hips rested on him once she got tired, and changed to a grinding motion to continue pleasuring herself.

Cedric couldn’t cum no matter how hard he tried, and his limbs laid weakly before his eyes. There was just nothing he could move. As Cat’s pussy contracted around his dick for the countless time, the passing climax disappointed him as his dick was helplessly unable to ejaculate. How could a woman have so much control over a man?

After an hour of torture, she finally got off him and stumbled down on his side. Smiling from ear to ear, she had her share of fun and her face showed him how tired she was. Her panties disappeared under her dress and the bra was tucked into her bag.

Cedric: ‘Don’t leave me here.’

Cat: ‘I won’t. I’ve gotten what I wanted.’

Good. Once she ‘freed’ him, he would pounce onto her and rape. That was the only thought that would bring justice to what she did to him. She lifted his shirt up and pulled one of his arms to ninety degrees. A jab of her knuckles at his armpit brought his limbs back to life and he got up immediately, pulling Cat by her shoulder down onto the hard concrete floor.

As he stood in victory between her legs held open by his calves, his dick remained hard for the revenge. Thankfully, he was holding onto the railings as he felt his testicles shrink into a solid ball. And before he could sit himself down, hot cum gushed out of his dick and Cat skilfully dodged away from the onslaught of sperms that reached a metre onto the wall behind her. ‘A warrior dying from stab wounds in a dramatic style’, that was the fitting phrase to how it looked like.

He did a flip to sit himself down and stared hard at his penis, still twitching while cum sprayed onto the steps in front. He was shocked by the amount and the level of energy was decreasing as though his life force were dependant on his cum. Those being the bad points, there were benefits as well. The ejaculation of all his long-storage cum bombarded his mind with sensations equivalent as shooting into a pussy, with waves of heat and cold running along his shaft like a death-ray with ion rings around.

She got up and stood by the door, ready to make her escape if he wasn’t 100% down by then. True enough, his pride gave him his ego not to appear weak, but his brains were fried into a mush. No, that previous line was not to be taken seriously. The anger and frustration disappeared, as though he lived with no regrets.

After two minutes or so, he packed his manhood into his pants and got up, hanging onto the rail for support.

Cedric: ‘I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.. ‘

Cat: ‘It’s okay. I’m not angry. Just a little worried if you would hurt me.’

She helped him walked out of the block and sent him away towards the bus stop, where he boarded his bus home almost immediately. For Cat, it was more than sex and orgasms she got, but theYin that she got from him, made her felt much younger. Is Ying andYang real? We don’t know for sure. But for the approaching weekend after he got home, he felt lighter in terms of mood and stress. On top of that, he found himself to be in an ‘ejaculation’ state of mind whenever he peed, giving him energy to do some work from home.

Back to the reality you guys know, I have to ask, what was that all about?

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After a day of rest at home, Patsy had recovered most of her energy from 12 hours shift the day before, and wanted to head out for a night of relaxation to complete her rest. It was almost 2pm when she woke up from her sleep, and the only place she was dying to visit was a pub she walked past a few days ago. Decided on the place, she headed down to the pub alone and drank to her heart’s content. There was nothing to worry about as it was early in the noon, and the sparse crowd did not spoil the quiet ambience she hoped to have. Although she did not have anyone with her, it was fulfilling to simply spend time with herself.

As usual, a few patrons tried to hit on her but she brushed them away without explanations, determined to have the evening all to herself. Just as she started to get a little drunk, the thought of her showing up at home in such a state quickly turned her to look for a place to crash for the rest of the day. A few minutes of deep thoughts later, the idea of spending the night in a budget hotel was the best, low-cost solution and she immediately headed for the closest one after paying her tab.

Checking into the hotel was the scariest part, as a few couples with huge age gaps stood in the queue, with some of them groping the ladies. Once she made the initial payment for a night’s stay, she rushed into the lift alone and went up to her room, walking past noisy doors until she locked her door, heart slowing down to normality.

The rest of the evening was spent in full privacy, taking an hour long shower before collapsing on the bed and playing games on the phone. For her attire that day, she wore a simple white shirt over a short skirt, considered to be decent for a pub visit. By the time she was on bed, the white top and panties were all that was on her, without the bra for comfort. Clicking on the browser app, a list of her favourite bookmarks appeared and the icon to a website she visited daily was selected.

Through the lists of videos available on the porn site, her fingers tapped on the latest lesbian clip and she took the time during the video buffer to adjust the blankets until a cosy corner was set up. She then turned her body to the side, eyes on the movie that was about to begin.

For the longest time, Patsy had a fetish for girl-on-girl action, loving how it aroused her curiosity, but the fact that she lived in the same room with her sister made it hard for her to do anything more than watching those videos with her earpiece on. And now, the whole room was all hers and it was a good time to give in to her urge of self-discovery, for the first time in her life. As opposed to modern day thinking, she was proud to reply that she had never masturbated in her life even though she was 23. She had had sex before, but plain, simple intercourse was all the intimacy she had with her boyfriend. The discipline to touch herself was actually an idea she imposed to reserve the moment for the right time. After all, nothing beats a journey of self-exploration in the quietness of her senses.

With the screen showing two girls satisfying each other, her hand moved into her shirt to massage her soft 36B cups, teasing the nipples as she brought herself into the mood. As much as she wanted to lose herself in the darkened room, there was no one to hear her moan, and so she kept quiet until things got hotter. Slowly, her hand reached south for her panties, splitting her legs just enough for her fingers to enter. Over the panties, her fingertips pressed hard onto her clit and began moving in circles. Moans then started to come out of her and it was so natural sounding, pleasing and comfortable for her body to say the least.

The scenes of the clip were already in her mind and she turned her body to face the ceiling, listening to the sounds from her phone. She had stretched a part of her panties open, and one hand hastily disappeared into it, coming in contact with her swollen clit, that was so elated to get some attention. As she rubbed harder, her body reacted accordingly by sending trembles throughout, closing her eyes to feel each delicate folds of her pussy as she continued on.

Her legs had parted themselves so wide her fingers could move at full speed on the sensitive spot, forming a patch on her panties with her juices. Losing control of her fingers, she gathered her courage to dip her fingers lower and pushed a bit into her pussy, sending a shiver up her spine. The sensation of masturbation was getting too good to stop, and her mind was already begging for more before she knew it.

Putting two fingers in, her knees were as high as they could get and the movements in her panties was almost tearing the thin piece of lingerie. There were juices leaking, moans exclaiming and body jerking. Most of her energy was drained, but the feeling of an impeding doom signalled her in preparation for climax, which she had never done it on her own. Decided on the third finger, she stretched her opening as her pussy squished in delight from the widened entry.

Just as she started to take deep breaths of air, her abs contracted and her body curled up, while a strong gush of fluid poured into her panties, flowing onto her butt cheeks and hands. Patsy panted heavily from the merciless onslaught of that very orgasm, and realised a smile had hung on her face although there was no one looking.

Tiredness soon took over her body and she put her phone into standby mode, pulling her juice-filled panties off and the blanket over herself. For a first timer, it wasn’t too bad seeing how exhausted she got. And the moments leading to slumber was filled with thoughts about having the next round with some changes to her position. It was after all her room to have fun in, and experiment with whatever she wanted.

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Same Time

Sitting at the bus stop with my earpiece on, it was the last bus I was waiting for after work. With fifteen minutes to my bus, I knew there was nothing much to do, reserving my iPad games for the long journey home. A few minutes into the wait, a girl dressed in a tight spaghetti top and floral pleated skirt walked into the shelter and checked the information board for a long time, before looking around with a doubtful expression. Since I was the only ‘teen’ there, she approached me and asked if that particular bus headed north. Well, I stay in the north, so I answered her question, further probing the reasons she had to head home so late.

The bus came after some time and I gracefully let her board in front of me, before she stopped by the stairs to see if there was any seats below.

Me: ‘Why not sit upstairs? It will be a long ride. And we are alighting around the same place too.’

Girl: ‘But the steps? People can see up my skirt.’

Me: ‘I’ll be right behind you.’

Sensing that I wasn’t bearing any evil intentions, she hopped up the stairs with her hands pinning the skirt at her bum. We found a seat at the back with all the ‘uncles’ sitting in front, finding our spot behind another couple a few seats ahead. Once we made ourselves comfortable, she immediately placed her knees on the backrest in front and letting her skirt slid down to an upskirt level. Her iPad mini came into view and she began tapping away, browsing the blogshops of clothes.

Me: ‘What’s your name?’

Girl: ‘Sandy.’

Me: ‘I’m K.’

Sandy: ‘So what do you work as?’

Me: ‘I work in a bar.’

Suddenly, she replaced the cover on her iPad and looked at me, filled with questions and noticing the plastic bag in my hand.

Sandy: ‘What’s that?’

Me: ‘It’s a new drink from the bar. I bought a bottle home to drink.’

I showed the brown bottle to her and she took great effort to read the labels in the bumpy bus.

Sandy: ‘I have never drank before. Can I try?’

Seeing that there was no one around, I popped the cap with my keychain beer opener and she took a gulp of it, eyes brightening to the gingery flavour without the bitterness. She swallowed a few more mouthful of it and laid her head back, face flushing with redness from the low alcohol content. I guess one use of the plastic bag was to minimise damage from vomit, so I took her clutch away and handed her the bag.

Sandy: ‘I’m okay. It feels good to feel a little drunk.’

I placed my palm on her knee to warm her up, and her head fell to my shoulders.

Me: ‘Do you want to feel high?’

Sandy: ‘I am already high.’

Me: ‘More high?’

I turned my body towards her where the streetlights were shining through and let her head rest against my forearm. My other hand slipped down her thighs and her weak attempts to slow me down were getting lifeless. Soon, my hand was under her skirt and on her panties, rubbing slowly in circles at her pussy. Her eyes rolled white and she turned her head, putting my lips just one inch away from hers.

I breathed in deeply and went in for the kiss, that she reciprocated with the separation of her lips to let her tongue meet mine. We made out in the openness and my fingers worked hard, getting her panties wet while she kept an eye towards the front of the carriage. After some time, she was feeling even hotter and horny.

Sandy (whispering): ‘Put it inside?’

I slipped my hand into her panties and touched her clit, sending a chill through her body. As soon as one of my fingers went down her slit, she turned a little towards me and grabbed my bulge over my jeans.

Sandy (whispering): ‘Take it out?’

I wasted no time in unzipping and coughed up a little fight to get my wiener out. Her head then went to the tip for some addition of her saliva, before leaning on my arm again.

Sandy: ‘You have been wearing that underwear for the whole day? What time did you start work?’

Me: ‘Yeah. Whole day. Since 3pm. Sorry if it smells.’

Sandy: ‘No no. It doesn’t smell bad. It turns me on.’

She held it in her hand and stroked it up and down, while I continued fingering her little hole. Somehow, her flaps were a little exposed, but it turned out to heighten her sensitivity. The two of us, sitting among the last rows of seat, angled in such compromising position, would give away our little activity straightaway. Even the couple in front of us could hear the faint moans and groans, feigning ignorance for courtesy’s sake.

The rest of the journey kept the mutual masturbation going, with her heaving loudly whenever she orgasmed. It seemed that she had a body that could climax very easily, when coupled fingering with some clit rub. Once we were in the vicinity of our homes, we sped up so we could ‘finish’ before we missed our stops.

Her head had glided down my shirt to my tummy, providing a little support for her to lie on while she jerked me faster. If only her mouth would just give it a suck..

Sandy: ‘I can’t take it anymore.. you can stop already.’

Her voice was so weak and body slightly damp from the perspiration, I ended the fingering to continue a slow clit massage. She placed more saliva over my rod and pumped me quicker. Of course, how could my nose not be stimulated with a sweet smelling girl jerking me off?

Me (whispering): ‘I am cumming soon.’

Sandy: ‘K.’

Without warning, her lips went around my small head and her tongue pushed against my foreskin. Her mouth then took over the masturbation and bobbed on my lap, until I lost control of my hands and held her head down, while the hot gush of cum shot into her mouth. Her fingers went to my testicles to toy with it while I was struggling to reduce the sensitivity from her tongue that was swirling around my rod.

After a quarter of a minute, I let her go and she gave it a slight suction before pulling her mouth away, the one stroke that felt like a long time. Checking outside the window for her stop, she stood up to adjust her panties while I zipped my package into place, still drained from the ejaculation.

Sandy: ‘Your phone?’

Me: ‘Here.’

I unlocked my phone and passed it to her, happy to get her number before she alighted the bus. It was indeed an unforgettable ride, in fact, I had never expected to make a new friend this way, getting each other off on a bus. To date, we are still meeting at the same bus stop, heading for the same direction, but progressing our activities in the small space between seats.