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A Glass of Milk

Kelda was about to head to bed after her warm glass of milk prepared every night by her mum. And since young, drinking that glass of milk had another more sensual link to sleeping thanks to her sick dad. But her age of 14 soon passed the stage where he could manipulate her, so Kelda was left alone, but not without a little muscle memory.

Since eight, her dad would bring the glass of milk into her room and read a book of short stories to her as she sipped away. Watching his little girl hold that tall glass with her tiny hands kind of turn his paedophile side on and when it was time to tuck her into bed, his hand would run up her legs and push them apart before beginning his gentle massage on her clitoris, going in circles and up and down. Kelda, whom did not know anything didn’t know her body was responding by secreting those sweet liquid, that daddy would claim to be his form of night drink and lap it up off her pussy.

Of course, it escalated to giving daddy some lollipop licking and drinking the new ‘milk’ that had a different taste. But that’s another story. Back to that glass of milk, Kelda was about to sleep soon and that imaginary hand creep up her legs, that warm palm that heated her inner thighs. Slowly gilding to her panties that revealed when her knees instinctively spread. Quietly removing her kiddy looking panties off her shapely legs, fingers started to roam onto the familiar spots that felt best when daddy did his magic on her years ago.

Her eyes rolled back and the movements of the clit-tease hastened, throwing her into body into a slight shiver, which she knew was far from what she needed. Quickly adjusting her nightdress, she tip-toed into her parents’ room to find that daddy’s lollipop had not fell asleep. But mum was just right beside, facing away from him. Like a ninja, Kelda knelt beside the bed on her dad’s side and lifted the sheets up slowly. Watching the bulge rose to a stand. Putting her hand into the sheets was the best scene, it was like reaching into a mystery box, grabbing it after a millisecond of search. Needless to say, dad woke up.

Placing her finger on her lips, he knew it was do or die, mostly for himself only. Her hand skilfully stroke his raging dick up and down in graceful motion, stopping before the sensitive ring and then back down and up, so not to make the head too sensitive to make dad twitch or shiver. For two years, this was what she learned, to pleasure and read the signs of men so well, that she could own any guy with just a handjob. Daddy could only smile to himself as he knew what Kelda was doing apart from masturbating him, she was pleasuring herself too, fingers almost ready to disappear into her love hole.

Bending over the edge of the bed, her head disappeared beneath the sheets and the soothing warmth of her mouth began work on his 7 inch, going down on him and taking it right to her throat without any gagging. The uncontrollable salivating helped her to take it better and she knew the speed could not be too fast to be generating any recoil on the bed. Her hand was still between her legs, half-bent from the overwhelming excitement she gave herself, and moving her fingers into her slit. As it darted in and out of her wet hole, her head increased the pace to reduce oxygen flow for a much intense orgasm. Kelda could take it well thanks again, to the training, conditioning her to know that the enhanced climax was worth the deprivation of air.

Not wanting to risk waking his wife up, daddy did not held back and reached for his daughter’s pussy as he was closing into his own orgasm. Fingering her with his strong thick digits, her knees gave way and his dick almost slipped, if not for his other hand which pressed her head firmly onto his groin as he unloaded his choked pipe of three weeks plus. Which skilful Kelda took it all and swallowed it without letting the texture of it bother her mind.

Mummy wasn’t asleep after all, as she turned around after hearing the door closed with that tiny little click sound.

Mum: ‘Dear.. there’s something I have to tell you. My brother and I.. had been having sex since young and we’re still doing it behind you. I’m sorry. Just be safe with our daughter k?’

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As a Teddy Bear 2

Note: This story is written in the point-of-view of a teddy bear on Janet’s bed.

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It wasn’t long before Janet invited her friend for a stay over, but I would call it a slumber party. Since the first time she ‘used’ me, I had been seasoned by her cuddles. Moving on, her friend’s name was Judy and she had quite the figure like my mistress too, but with short hair, those stylish type with a slant from the inside out. They entered the room and placed their bags down before changing into their swimsuits. How I wished I could join them. Watching them strip to their undies and then poking fun at each other, tickling at the same time while trying to put on their bikini top and bottom.

Judy: ‘Borrow your toilet!’

Only wearing the top, she went into the bathroom attached and Janet came over to give me a hug, sniffing my paw. I could tell she wished to use me right there and then. Perhaps I had some kind of good karma that Judy had to make another remark from the echoing room.

Judy: ‘Oh no. I need to shit. This is going to take a while.’

Janet: ‘Alright! Take your time!’

Quickly untying her bottoms, she knelt in front of her cupboard and fumbled in her drawer for presumably a condom. My nose was already wet at her pussy, forcing me to take in her bodily scent, which I must say, wasn’t bad at all. Finally, the wrapper sound came and she peeled open the pack and pulled it over my arm. Rubbing her clit with her fingers, she was almost ready for a.. pawing?

Janet: ‘Are you almost done?’

Judy: ‘Haven’t even started!’

Wasn’t that great? Once her juices started to gather around those flaps of pink raw flesh, she used the tip of my paw to tease herself up and down her slit for some time, spreading the natural lubrication throughout for a smooth entry. Pushing my supportless (cause I am made soft) paw in, I could feel my fingers prying her tight tunnel loose. It had been almost a week since she last fingered herself or I should say, pawed herself.

Pulling and pushing my body like a limp soft toy (pun!), the pressure from her slit entrance would have stopped any blood flow if I was truly living. The warmed and ease of the fisting was turning me on too, but sadly, there wasn’t any part of my body that could express that thought. As Judy groaned in the toilet, Janet got a scare and sat on me in the Japanese style, forcing my arm right deep inside her, making her moan as well. Oops! How could I forget the cute action of her covering her mouth.

Quickly resuming our little adventure, the jerking of me in and out of her was making me dizzy, but the imminent climax came and this time, it was so strong that my paw had trouble staying inside of her. How could she let me slip out right? Holding me tightly between her legs, I enjoyed the full view of her slender young body with that tiny neck-tied bikini. That choke was unforgettable too, holding me between her thighs for so long, wetting my fur at the same time. Finally, her body relaxed and she slipped on her bottom once again and lay on the mattress to rest.

Clamping me at her soft sore spot, my nose was teasing her clit once again. It was so discreet that I looked like a bolster, Judy could not understand what made her best friend so tired before the swim. Okay, my nose is itchy and I can’t scratch it. Cause the condom is still on.

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Night to Remember

Jacelyn: ‘You sure it’s safe here?’

Me: ‘Yupp. I know this place. Don’t worry k?’

We walked hand in hand into the polytechnic at Yio Chu Kang which was the closest education institute in our vincity. Schools are always good for fun, since it would be deserted by night, the whole campus would be yours – and the security guards’. Not surprised by how my old admin card still work, the walk along the familiar campus did suggest many more interesting places that might be open.

Finally, we reached one of the handicapped toilet at the far end of the campus. All I could think of doing was to give her a tight hug, which I did. Her warm breath breathing down my neck ,arms around my waist and fingers toying with my pants, eager to get them off.

Jacelyn: ‘We meet finally.’

Our eyes tased a little before our mouths just attracted onto each other like magnets, exchanging saliva with each push of our tongues between the sex-filled lips. The kisses didn’t last very long from what I remembered, before I pulled away her shirt and pants, while she removed mine too.

In front of me was a pair of D cups for a 15 year old girl. Who could be luckier than me? My head went between her boobs and started playing with her nipples and making her moan into the echoey little room. Within minutes, her hands guided mine to her panties and the clit stroke started wild and fast.

Almost seconds later, her legs buckled and crumbled onto me while intense shivers took over her. The moans from her dimmed quick and Jacelyn took her seat on the toilet, still recovering from the climax.

Me: ‘You cummed real hard huh?’

Jacelyn: ‘Uhh.. It was my first time cumming.’

I was flattered and definitely knew she could get addicted easily. All the times she touched herself, she couldn’t cum, and when we met, the first orgasm came fast and furious. Touching a dick for the first time, she held it while bringing it up and down for a little orientation. Since it was porn that educated her, hands-on experience was important too.

Slowly opening her mouth, Jacelyn made sure to catch my horny face when she took it in her mouth. Her tickle on my pee hole let lose a groan into the cubicle. The rest of her journey up and down was a heavenly one, with her tongue sliding across under the shaft, the lips pressing tightly around the skin.

Soon, her hands reached for mine and rested on her head. Did this little horny girl asked for a deep throat? She did mentioned it before. Standing closer to her mouth, I grabbed her head and pulled closer each stroke. Gagging her mouth non-stop, excess saliva were dripping onto her thighs. With the pressure building up in my balls, it was just a matter of seconds or minutes.

Me: ‘I’m cumming!’

Pulling her face into my dick, the thick waves of sperm poured down her throat without any chance of her resisting. For a few moments, Jacelyn breathed hard through her nose while I emptied all my love into her. After pulling my soaked dick out of her, she swallowed a few times and received my kisses of appreciation.

We did what we met to do and sent her home before I went my way. Hehe. Did you guys have lots of fun reading too?

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Tender Touches 2

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The three of us made our way on a cab to the cosy corner my ex and I used to play at. Without concern if Strawberry was watching, I pulled Vanilla by her waist and planted a subtle lip kiss. Closing her eyes shyly, I peeled her lower chin downwards and her tongue met mine. The light pokes slowly kept her tongue in mine and our hands started losing control as well.

Me: ‘Umm.. Strawberry? ‘
Vanilla: ‘Stawberry, take this.’

Innocently, handing her best friend the vibrator seemed alright and Strawberry received it with a :p expression too. Taking her seat on the steps opposite the wall we were leaning on. Watching her unzipping her layered skirt, the vibrator disappeared into her panties and started her series of light high-pitched moans.

Vanilla and I resumed our playful hands and I pulled her dress straps away, letting her mini fall onto her waist. Tugging her tube bra lower, I bent down as well and gave those two peaks a good lick, with free nibbles too. As Vanilla started moaning louder, Strawberry couldn’t resist but kept her eyes on our every move, trying to match her tempo with us.

Out of a sudden, I felt her hand on my groin, feeling the bulge enlarge in her grip. My hand then quickly flew down south and began to rub her clit through her thin panties, feeling the groves on her lacy underwear. The wetness gathered faster than expected was soon forming a thin strand of stream down her legs onto her slippers. Wanting to deliver an orgasm as a meeting gift, my middle finger hastened and her legs gave way, resting in a squatting position. It was even easier to feel her clit as her pussy lips parted, within minutes, her body shivered and fell seating on the floor. The stream of juice from her panties flowed onto the floor like pee but smelled better.

Strawberry and I helped picked her up placed her comfortably in a corner to regain her consciousness. It was quite a weird moment as Strawberry and I sat side by side at her pleasure seat.

Strawberry: ‘Umm.. Can I see it? It’s looks uncomfortable anyway.’

What? With Vanilla right there?

But it wouldn’t be wrong too, since Vanilla wasn’t prepared for such a sight either. I pulled my waistband down and my little brother popped out without assistance. And all I could remember was a long *awww*. Her eyes lit up and her hand came closer.

Strawberry: ‘May I?’

I gave a slight nod and her eyes glued to mine as she held it lightly in her hands. After a few seconds, her hand went away and stripped the panties off herself. Covering my dick with it, the warmness and the slippery juices made me twitch in excitement. After enough lubricant was caught on it, her hand resumed the masturbation.

Of course I didn’t leave her alone to satisfy me. My fingers took over her toy and continued rubbing it all over her clit and pussy, making her turn to moan. The two of us went into a short competition to see who would last longer. Well, guys only have one shot right? Hers came first. A loud scream and her speed increases, sending my wave of soldiers onto the cold heartless concert floor, spewing some onto her hands.

After Strawberry cleaned up, Vanilla was still out cold, but was feeling warmer already.

Me: ‘Give her a kiss.’

She smiled and leaned over squatting, kissing on her Vanilla’s lips, and proceeded to stick a little tongue in. Coming to slowly, Vanilla’s lips parted and started exchanging a very warm tongue ‘cuddle’. Their fingers went into each others’ panties and touched in whatever they felt best touching themselves in.

It was damn hot to watch two girls make out and even get each other off. But I had my shot at them and it was more than enough. I’m sure we’ll meet again. Right girls?

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Tender Touches

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Without warning, I slid my fingers between Vanilla’s which was dangling from her arms on the armrest in the theatre. Barely sixteen, her height of 162cm and long flowing hair up to her waist was her main attraction. But the best part had yet to come, a sense of shyness and ‘confused’ personality would made her likeable by many. Unlike most girls who had many relationships by her age, the only guy whom she had loved turned out to be just using her love to satisfy his measly desires.

We had met to know each other before starting with her photoshoots of kinky themes. Well, things were much dangerous since she was under 18 years of age and I had to balance decency, with sexiness. Those poses weren’t hard to direct as she had done modelling before and the occurrence of upskirts or low cut dresses were common. ‘That’s what guys like to see right?’ Once, she asked. What more could she not do? Haha.

My hands didn’t just stayed holding hers, and moved onto her lap. Vanilla was wearing this short mini dress yet being so brave and nonchalant about her upskirt being seen. As my fingers twirled on her thighs, the female friend whom she brought along was trying hard to ignore her peripheral vision. Skiing my fingers up her soft legs, her sweater came off her shoulders and went onto her hemline, covering the little touches I made.

Going between her legs, I quickly made a pass of the tiny bullet toy from my free hand, turning it on while pressing on her clit area over her panties. Somehow, the extended manicured nails digging into my arm felt kinky and translated as a hint to keep going. The movie ended with her looking shyly everywhere and me having a good time feeling how wet she got.

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The three of us walked around Ang Mo Kio before Vanilla and I decided to go to my favourite spot at a carpark around Novena, which was after sending her friend on her way home. As she waves goodbye from the bus windows, our fingers interlocked and we took the quickest transport to our destination.

Once the area was cleared of people and security guards, I took out my camera and bent her over the railing, shooting the little girl’s perfect ass with a cute lacy brief. Her dress required no lifting to expose her underwear, imagine her just bending over to show enough everything. Slowly, she pulled one of her shoulder straps off and let her dress drop onto the tiled flooring.

Standing proudly just in a tube top and the panties, Vanilla ordered me to turn around and as she was done, I turned and she wore a cute boyshorts on, one decent enough to be walking around in.

Vanilla: ‘It won’t seem so obvious even if people walked in suddenly right?’

I nodded and leaned over to her, planting a light but firm kiss on her lips. Her hands held my waist tightly but I knew she definitely needed more support for what was about to come. Bringing her to a wall, I made sure she had something to lean against if her body gone weak, which would definitely happen.

Following our contained lusty French kissing, I had lowered her tube a little and feasted on her tiny nipples, making her moan on her own (she only moaned for her ex simply because he liked it). And as my tongue got quicker and sucking got stronger, her hugging of my head on her nipples got tighter too. Wasn’t this a good time to be using that toy she liked?

Frantically working my mouth and hands, I managed to take the vibrator out and it went on her shorts again, driving her wilder and wetter. Suddenly, a jet of liquid shot into her shorts and streamed down her legs while her body went into a short fit, causing her body to slump lifeless in my arms. I did stay worried for about ten minutes till she woke up and felt too weak to even sit up.

My fingers fondled with her nipples and pussy for a while more before getting dressed proper and sent her home on a cab. She does need to reach home at 6pm and we made sure both of us had a good time, both mentally and physically. A few photos, an hour plus of making out and petting. Not too bad eh? It was the first time she met with someone online, and I hope to be the best and last one she decided to meet. Which guy doesn’t want to be EVERY girls’ last? :P

Vanilla was definitely a girl to die for, and despite her curiosity about sex and intimacy, she was no way a slut nor an easy girl. Just a little adventurous, hungry for experience (in a few areas) and owned a simple unbiased view on almost everything. She should totally be put on an ‘endagered’ species list for her rarity, if there was even such a list for people. Intending to save her virginity for someone special, no one (though she only had one ex) had been physical with her, except her upper part of her body. Vanilla discovered the fun of pleasure, but not yet at the expense of the convenience guys whom were just interested to lay their hands on her.

Guys, we should keep the naive girls naive, gullible untouched, and the innocent clean. There’s the smart, flirty, teasing girls that deserves our effort and challenges to earn and keep right? As much as blur, silly, confused young girls sounds fun to play and easy to get, it wouldn’t be ethical nor humane to be preying on minds unprepared or unguarded against the real world. Sure, easy sex seems totally irresistible. So, are you a horny bastard, or a skilful Casanova?

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