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How Old Are You?

Lying face up on the bed of the usual massage outlet I went to, I was expecting one of the regulars to pop in and give me the package I asked for. Most people would link massage parlours to shady whorehouses but this outlet was a family business, offering traditional massage that services a small group of regulars. The location was ideal under the older flats, turning away men who came for ‘special’ rather than a good knead.

The wait was longer than usual and it was noisy outside the room. After a while, a young girl in a cardigan over a grey inner wear and denim shorts entered. I looked at her remove her pullover to prepare the room and was still wondering who would be my masseur. She then poured some oil into a cup and stood next to me, motionless.

Me: ‘You will be massaging me today?’
Girl: ‘Yupp! You are my first customer.’
Me: ‘You look too young for this. Are there any other staff around?’
Girl: ‘Oh! I forgot to tell you. My mum asked me to do you today. She is letting me practice. I’m strawberry.’
Me: ‘What? Strawberry? Serious?’
Strawberry: ‘My mum said to use a fake name. And I love strawberries. So.. ‘
Me (laughing): ‘Fair enough. I’m J. I want to ask you. How old are you?’
Strawberry: ‘Sixteen. Going seventeen in a few days. My mum said she is just going to let me practice on you for now, not the other customers. She says you’ll understand.’

I did understand. It was a family business and her mother had told me about her daughter. I do know her name, but would just address her using her favourite fruit. She rubbed her hands together and I flipped myself over. The twenty minutes that followed was an uncomfortable ride, as she was pressing on the wrong spots and making me groan in pain. All along, I had to guide her and she had been apologetic, resulting in a little guilt coming out of me.

After the back massage, the usual package would involve a full arm and shoulder relaxation tui na, best executed by the main owner – her mum. Strawberry had lost her composure when she realised I was in more pain than relaxed, but a time out quickly brought her back to pace. My shoulders were given the standard presses and it was about all I paid for.

Instead, strawberry asked me to lie still as she wanted to practice a full body massage, and I was the best test subject. A short intercom conversation with her mother granted me an extension to ‘unlimited’ time. Not sure if that was a good or bad thing, she had already started oiling my chest up.

Strawberry: ‘Let me know if it feels uncomfortable k?’

Just five minutes of a chest rub, she went to my calves and did a great job of loosening my muscles. The diligent girl had moved her hands up my thighs, up to the part where my towel covered, just a few inches below my waist. Before I knew it, she had been working on my inner thighs under the towel and brushed her hands across my wiener a few times, still apologising profusely.

Me: ‘I think that’s about it right?’
Strawberry: ‘Actually.. My mum told me that I will be giving you the special massage. She says you’re a good friend and wants me to treat you well. I think I will have to learn it sooner or later right?’

I jumped off the bed and wrapped a larger towel around my waist, stomping out of the room to see her mother. She was already standing at the door, as if she knew I would not accept it. We went back into the massage room and she poured her heart out to me, saying that she had been grateful to me and would like me to be the one and only customer to her daughter. The lack of fundings to frequent that place did not bother her one bit, and the truth came out of her. She wanted me to take care of her girl, as the staff would be outsourced to provide the specials that men loved.

Listening to her talk for a while, I understood what she meant and laid back on the bed, letting her girl reach for my dick with her lubricated hand.

Strawberry: ‘You don’t mind right?’
Me: ‘Promise that you won’t do this to other guys.’
Strawberry: ‘I won’t. This place only offers clean massage. And you will be the only one who will get this from me.’

A whiff of strawberry came from under the towel and a bottle of fruit flavoured personal lubricant stood on the table. She removed the towel and placed her mouth at my tip for a lick, wetting her lips a few times in approval of the taste. Her mouth then went down my shaft and a randomised tempo came pushing me to my limits. The little girl who just completed her O levels was sucking me obediently, making sure I felt so good that it was hard to resist fucking her mouth.

Her mum was peeking through the curtains from time to time to ensure she was doing well and I had no complaints. Strawberry’s hand took over whenever she needed a break and her mouth was constantly slurping my pre-cum up. All I did was to lie with my hands under my head, and let her work me to those small shivers up my spine.

An enjoyable ten minutes later, she stopped blowing me and stood next to me, stripping herself one piece at a time. The tiny bumps on her chest was most tempting to grab and bite, but her shaved pussy came along and my mind went on to imagine licking between the narrow folds.

Strawberry: ‘You want to touch me?’
Me: ‘Put my hand where you want it to go.’

She climbed onto the bed and rested on her fours on top of me. My hand was guided between her legs and she remained in doggie while I rubbed her down, with a bit of lubricant from my rod. As I teased her clit, the sudden lost of energy collapsed her body onto me, turning it into a body-on-body rub. My hand could not move in that position and she just kept gliding on my oiled body.

Slowly, she slid lower and used the shaft to rub along her slit. The soft flesh in contact with my hardness was so sensual that I could cum if she continued doing that. But moments later, she paused on top and pasted her face on me.

Strawberry: ‘It feels so good that its making me weak.’

Right then, her mum came into the room and Strawberry almost rolled off if not for my support.

Strawberry: ‘Mummy! I’m not done yet.’

Her mum just went to our legs and pointed my dick into her daughter’s pussy. Without instructions, Strawberry moved back and it entered her tight cunt easily. Her mum left the room without a word and her daughter was grinding her hips on my dick happily. Seeing that her own mother had given permission, she was excited too and rode me like a free girl.

I could only hang onto her waist as her pussy kept pushing itself down on my dick. I was at my limits and quickly stopped her before things went out of control.

Me: ‘You want to try other positions?’
Strawberry: ‘Doggie?’

I nodded and went behind her, while her chest laid on the leather bed. I angled her hips higher and drove my rod into the small girl, sending her grabbing for a towel to cover her moans. With so much lubricant at our genitals, it was easy to go fast and after two minutes, she came in a manner so innocent that I could not bring myself to continue. She was covering her face as moans escaped her mouth, and her body was pushed hard against me, planning to not let me out until it was over. Strawberry’s face was red when she turned to me, asking me to continue.

Needless to say, I continued banging her hard until my moment came, and I gently pushed her away. Instead of letting me finish on the floor, she turned herself around to lie on the bed and brought me to her mouth. She then continued sucking me in a more calm manner and watched my expression more closely. Her hands jerked me while interlocked and I softly told her I was cumming. The girl covered her eyes with one hand and pumped me faster. I leaned forward so she could aim my dick at her bare chest, topped with two pink nipples.

The finale came and I sprayed my load over her body, most of it stopped by her hand over my tip and letting it dribbled down her belly. It took me at least a minute to finish because she was rubbing her thumb over my pee hole as I shot, pushing my body to unload more times than usual. Only after I told her it was over, did she release her grip on me and let me sit on the bed, while she sat next to me, smearing my cum over her body.

Me: ‘You don’t mind it?’
Strawberry: ‘Mummy says its good for skin.’

Well, with its high nutritional content, it wasn’t wrong to think of it that way. She cleaned my dick with her fingers and then wiped herself clean before roaming all over my body with my towel. We went into the attached shower and had a good time lathering each other up, frolicking under the warm water. In the bathroom, Strawberry was more open to playing with my cleaned stub between my legs.I had only helped her achieved one orgasm with her sitting on the toilet seat in front of me and her simple mind was so grateful that she didn’t mind giving me a blowjob. The second wave of cum shot into her palm and she gave that spoonful a little taste before swallowing the rest down.

We then exited the room smelling fresh and her mum waved at me when I was about to make payment, signalling that no payment was required.

Mother: ‘I haven’t seen her smile that happily in a long time. Not since her dad disappeared from our family. Thank you.’
Me: ‘It’s me who feel honoured. Your daughter is really good with her hands.’
Mother: ‘Do you have anything on later? Why don’t you bring her with you?’

My heart melted almost instantly and her mum gave her a nod. The satisfied girl came running out in a body hugging dress too revealing for her age and tucked her hand under my arm.

Strawberry: ‘Let’s go.’
Mother: ‘Stay safe and have fun you guys.’

Well, what happened after was rather simple. We made our way to a posh hotel like Strawberry wanted and she paid for everything, using the company’s credit card that her mum lent her for the night. Countless rounds of raw banging and loud screams completed the table of events and we started an underground relationship, starring her in the video clips she requested me to make during each time we met.

Man, sex had never felt so tiring ;)

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Cumming Home

Lazing on the couch after I’ve woken up, it was such a cold day that I did not feel like doing anything at all. The shows on the TV was boring as hell and my iPad was the only thing that provided me with entertainment. After an hour of drowsy gameplay, my housemate came home and she walked clumsily onto the empty spot of the sofa, carelessly dropping her bag. I went to her and held her up while leading her back to her room. Lydia had been living in my apartment for half a year now, and I still couldn’t get wind of what she was working as, only knowing that she would leave house at night and only return in the morning.

I brought her to her room and fetched a glass of warm water for her, unable to smell any alcohol, just the same perfume she wore out the previous night. After she was done with the glass of water, I tucked her under the blankets and made sure everything was tidy, before turning to leave the room.

The drunk-looking girl suddenly pulled my arm and stopped me, bringing me down onto her body. With my face right in front of her, the tear stain down her cheeks seemed so much more obvious.

Me: ‘Are you alright? Don’t cry k?’

The beautifully make-up face did not utter a word but held me close, hugging me in an attempt to feel wanted again. Then in a sobbing voice, she breathed a few times of hot air into my ears before speaking in a tired tone.

Lydia: ‘After all these months, you are the one who would be there for me when I need.’
Me: ‘Well, you said I was the only friend you have in Singapore. Haven’t you been meeting your old school mates?’
Lydia: ‘My girlfriends have been avoiding me while my male friends just see me as a girl gone wild, approaching me only to hope I sleep with them.’
Me: ‘Such things do happen when you’re overseas for such a long time. People change.’
Lydia: ‘I just want someone to be there for me. I don’t want to be alone anymore.’
Me: ‘You’re never alone.’

She thanked me in a accidental sexual voice and pulled the blanket away, leaving her low cut V neck cleavage in my view.

Lydia: ‘Help me undo my bra?’

I was about to reach behind her back when she held my hands, giving me a mesmerising stare.

Lydia (whispering): ‘The hook is in front.’

Since she said that, I pulled her shoulder straps down her arms and examined the lacy silicon bra with a gold-plated lock between. I tugged at the cups to free her breasts and she grabbed me closer to her, kissing my lips with life. I remained seated next to her but was leaning down over her soft boobs, letting her tongue summon the devil in me. Our wet tongues kept brushing across each others’ and her hands quickly removed my shirt, while my hands slowly went back to her breasts and tuned her nipples.

Me: ‘I can’t be your boyfriend you know? You deserve someone better.’
Lydia: ‘I don’t care about better. I just want to thank you for being there for me.’

She pressed my head to direct my lips to her nipples, where I sucked and licked them until they were wet with my saliva. As I was busy with my mouth, she asked me to strip naked and I did so, without stopping the nipple-play. Her free hands lowered her dress all the way to her feet and she held onto my dick gently, playing with it as redness painted across her cheeks.

Lydia: ‘Lie on the bed. Let me service you.’

The excitement made me jump into the bed next to her and she leaned on my chest, listening to my heartbeat for a minute or so. After that, she brought her head to my groin and the sensation of her warm mouth covered my little head. The cute probing of her tongue around my tip was unbearably arousing, and she knew I had been longing for this moment too. Flashbacks of the sweet looking girl walking around the house in just a long t-shirt, sometimes translucent, but mostly braless, flooded my head. The day-to-day visual teasing was completed with the openness of her attitude, hanging out with me and getting so close as though I was her guy.

That was what a girl would pick up when she had spent three years overseas studying. Her speed picked up shortly after and my rod was thrusting in and out of her face, driving me crazy with moans that urged her to go further. Once pre-cum was flowing much faster, she stopped the intense oral sex and held my shoulder.

Lydia (sensually): ‘Will you make love to me?’

My action of climbing between her legs gave her the answer and she held my rod in place, aimed at her pussy. I let myself in and a pee-like shiver was seen running through her body.

Me: ‘Like it?’

Lydia: ‘It has been years since I had a dick inside me.. and yours fit perfectly.’

Hearing how pleased she was, I did not make her wait anymore and thrust my hips in long and slow strokes, slowing down the one-day love affair we just started. Her body was responding well to the gentle fuck by her abs rising and lowering with my thrusts. Her opened eyes kept themselves on my face, watching my expression while she squeezed her vaginal muscles. For someone who usually cum before it was time, I found the confidence to deliver my goods at the right moment this time.

Lydia (whispering): ‘Faster?’

I picked up my pace and the wet, slopping sounds came from our privates. The girl’s head was tilted upwards and moaning sexily, with her hands on my forearms gripping tightly at times. Suddenly, she looked at me innocently and told me she was cumming. I kept my tempo steady and went on, until her body trembled in the cutest, small move ever. Her legs went around my waist to keep my inside while the orgasm overtook her body.

Panting hard, she had shown me the look that she enjoyed it a lot. I could only smile at the happier girl and she relaxed her legs to let me continue.

Lydia (whispering): ‘Shall we go wild this time?’
Me: ‘But I don’t know if I can last long if we go faster.’
Lydia: ‘It’s okay. I’ve gotten what I need.’

I placed her bolster under her hips and raised it so I could do her while kneeling. Once we were in position, I began ramming harder into her, making sure to go as deep as I could. Her relaxed pussy made my life easier by not being so tight, and I just kept going. The second orgasm hit her hard and I did not let her legs stop me. I grabbed her waist and kept tugging her pussy over my rod, jerking her so hard that another orgasm came right after.

Lydia: ‘Oh my god.. you’re making me crazy.’
Me: ‘That’s the whole point right?’

Her legs got stronger and this time, she stopped me after she recovered. We flipped over to let her ride me and her dance classes she took during her studies abroad was put into use. Her belly-dance ground me in high speed and my dick, which was constantly pushing against the underside of her pussy, was overwhelming me with sensitivity. The stimulation on her g-spot threw her into a frenzy as she continued going even in the midst of a climax.

Me: ‘Lydia, I can’t take it anymore! It’s too sensitive.’

She climbed off me and wore a loose white singlet, bringing me to the kitchen, where the opened windows offered no protection. My naked body stood behind her as she raised her shirt up, tugging hard on my dick at her pussy. I guided myself in and rammed her so hard that it shook the grills. Her perfectly arched back still managed to achieve the maximum depth I could reach and as I pounded her harder, her knees gave way and we found ourselves doggie-ing on the kitchen floor.

Me: ‘I’m cumming now.’
Lydia: ‘Don’t shoot yet. Not inside me.’

I yanked my raw and swollen dick out of her and she ran into the living room, standing in front of the sofa. I took my seat on the couch and she kneeled before me, like how a concubine would serve her king. Her head went over my rod and took it right into her mouth, slurping on it without wasting any time. The shoving of her head at my groin totally made me weak as I felt the load building up in my balls.

I gave an *arghh* as my cum fired through my barrel, pumping furiously on its own to channel the load into her mouth. The girl kept ramming her lips down my shaft and it further sucked everything out of me, giving me no chance to recover before my oversensitive tip lost control. As much as I was begging her to stop, she continued sucking me and mouth fucking me. I had no choice but to keep my hands holding onto the headrest, while my body prepared for the next round.

The growth in my groin came after minute and she just kept going, as though she was trying to kill me. The playful hands on my balls did not help either and I just kept shivering to her domination. It was only five minutes later, where I finally gave up and pinned her head into my balls, thrusting a few times before the second wave fired into her mouth.

The gagging girl did not fight my forceful hands and just swallowed, giving me a feel of my dick down her throat. Only then did she remove her mouth from my dick, which was totally confused from what it just went through.

She stood up and sat over my lap, held my face in her hands and kissed.

Lydia: ‘You like it?’
Me: ‘Yeah. But it’s sore now.’
Lydia: ‘Aww.. ‘

She reached behind her butt for my dick and fondled with it, massaging it to help me get well. We sat in that position for some time while my mouth went to her nipples to relieve the pain she just went through. That night, we made dinner together while she wore the same loose top without any underwear, and I was asked to only wear my top. Once dinner was finished, we did a quick workout on the dining table so we could have dessert. This time, I licked her pussy so hard that she came into my mouth, quenching my thirst (for her). She then sat on the chair around the table and I got on the table top, letting her suck me off till the measly drops of cum came to sweeten her night.

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Two Weeks

After two whole weeks of wearing the chastity belt, the desire to have her pussy filled with her boyfriend’s dick was growing like a drug addiction. Doreen had to squeeze a pad between the strap where her pussy was constantly rubbing against, to keep her juices from leaking. Her boyfriend, Ryan, was just enlisted into the Army and she had confidently assured him that she would not cheat on him by wearing that belt. Now that he was about to book out for the first time in weeks, her heart had been racing to quickly get her sexual needs satisfied.

The buses ferrying the recruits finally arrived and she waved excitedly at his green uniformed boy, who was looking out for her as well. The outfit of a red bustier tube top with a loose black flare skirt attracted the army boys’ attention but she was only interested in one. Ryan bided his campmates goodbye and walked towards Doreen, who had jumped into her arms, whispering that she had been so horny for him the whole day.

In her wallet was some extra cash he had put with her during the two weeks, but on her mind was the plan to check into a hotel for some wild sex with him. They went to his place shortly after to get him out of the uniform, before they left house in a hurry, cabbing towards one of the many hotels at Geylang. In the quickest possible manner, one of the spacious rooms was booked and they checked in, frenching each other the moment the door shut on them.

Ryan: ‘Can you shower first? I want to unlock the belt together with you on the bed.’

Without hesitation, she went for the bathroom and spent some time inside, while Ryan stealthily set up two pin hole cameras, and dialled one of his buddy’s contact on Skype.

Ryan (Skype): ‘Come in when I ask you guys to.’

The phone was left on and he laid on the bed, waiting for Doreen to finish. A few minutes later, she came out of the bathroom with just a towel around her chest and she joined him on the bed, dropping the towel onto the carpet beside.

Ryan: ‘Lie down and put this over your eyes. I’m going to unwrap my present now.’

He took the few seconds when his girlfriend was tying the blindfold to send a text to his two friends, asking them to wait at their door. After she was prepared, he unlocked the door and ran back to her, unlocking the belt that contained her deprived raging hormones. The two guys stepped into the room quietly and removed their shorts, taking their positions beside the bed and Doreen.

As soon as Ryan clicked his fingers, they moved to pin her arms down, and Ryan’s hand went to her pussy to rub on her clit.

Doreen (screaming): ‘Dear! What is happening! Who is holding me down?’

Ryan: ‘Shhh.. just two of my friends whom I asked to help.’

She struggled to free her arms but was helpless against the strong hands holding her down. As Ryan continued to tease her clit, the strength to fight was slowly drained away, leaving her begging for him not to let them do anything to her. The guys picked up their belts and tied her hands together, securing it to another belt around the bed frame to keep her still.

Once she was restrained, Ryan pushed her knees upwards and positioned himself at her pussy. Giving his dick a coat of his saliva, he impatiently drove his cock in and began thrusting, sending Doreen screaming with pleasure as her body approved the forceful thrusts. The men had climbed onto the bed and one of them took her hand to his dick, making her stroke him while the other placed his manhood at her mouth.

Ryan: ‘Open your mouth and take it in. Help my friends out too.’

At first, she did not listen, but the pounding from her boyfriend finally broke her silence and she opened her mouth, giving the guy his chance to shove his dick in. Doreen’s head did not have much space to move, not when her arms were over her head. So she quietly let his friend mouth fuck her, while the horny side of her slowly gave in to suck on his pee hole.

Only working her mouth for a few minutes, she was made to turn to the other side for the other guy, who was much larger and she blew him like a horny slut, engaging in a 4p that her body had secretly wanted.

Soon, Ryan’s hips got tired from the fast paced sex and he waddled his way over her stomach, stopping his dick a few inches from her face.

Ryan: ‘Suck me baby, I’m in front of your mouth now.’

She stopped playing with the dick in her mouth and switched to her boyfriend, feeling more comfortable with the size she was used to sucking. The guys beside her had disappeared from her sides and went over to her pussy, where one guy pinned her thighs painfully by her sides, spreading her wide. His dick then pierced into her unexpecting cunt and rammed furiously, giving her no chance to ask for forgiveness.

The guy was clearly starved of sex when he pounded her, cause it was delivering some of the hardest orgasms she had. At the speed he went, Doreen was letting Ryan fuck her mouth faster as the slight suffocation amplified the climax her body was constantly shivering to. The other guy was heard disturbing his busy friend until her pussy had a chance for a rest. But not for long after the third guy stuck his rod in, thrusting in hyper speed at Ryan’s girlfriend.

Guy2: ‘Oh god! She’s so tight!’

Ryan: ‘Shut up and fuck. Don’t need you to comment.’

Laughters were heard in the background and Ryan got off her body. In under ten seconds, two mouths went over her nipples and sucked on her firm cups, making her body sensitive with the triple tease.

Guy2: ‘I’m cumming!’

Ryan: ‘Shoot inside, she’s on the pill.’

Doreen (pleading): ‘No no.. please dear.. don’t let him.. ‘

The gush of warm liquid filled her womb up and she knew it was too late. The unknown guy’s cum kept pumping her full and she felt dirty yet hornier at the same time. Something inside her knew her boyfriend would be the last to cum, and the extra wetness would help him go super fast.

With some tinkering of the straps on her wrists, she was flipped over to doggie and the larger dick found its way into her again. Her waist was held firmly and the banging resumed on her ass. The extended dick tore its way into the untouched region of her pussy and she came immediately, pushing the guy to his limit with her contracting cunt.

Guy: ‘She’s really tight bro. I won’t last long.’

Ryan: ‘Just finish it and then it’s my turn.’

He rammed her so hard that her head hit against the headboard, and the waves of pleasure echoing through her body was so intense that she could not make anymore sounds, except to open her mouth wide.

Doreen: ‘Dear, let me suck you.’

Ryan knelt in front of her head and she found his dick without seeing. With the pounding at her rear, the momentum was in the guy’s hands and Ryan simply closed his eyes and enjoyed the automated blowjob.

At last, a groan from the dick inside her pussy came and he pulled her waist down hard over his groin, flushing his cum into her while he squeezed her breasts. It had taken him a full minute before he was done, and the exit from her cunt accidentally dirtied the sheets.

The guys wore their clothes back while Ryan untied his girl’s hands, but kept her sucking him until they left the room.

Ryan: ‘Don’t take the blindfold off first.’

He led her to lie on the bed before he pierced her in missionary, before pulling those cloths off her eyes.

Doreen: ‘Who are they?’

Ryan: ‘My camp mates. Don’t talk anymore, let’s finish and clean ourselves up k?’

The change in atmosphere calmed the sex-hyped girl down and she hugged him closely, while his hips sank his rod in and out of her. They kissed passionately while their genitals kept thrusting, until Doreen began squeezing her pussy tight.

The change in Ryan’s expression pleased her to know that he loved her work, and he went faster, without holding himself back. He placed her legs over his shoulders and pounded her ass hard, reaching so deep that some of the cum got forced out.

Ryan: ‘Baby, I’m cumming now.’

Doreen placed her hands on his ribs and pulled him slightly, making him go faster until he reached his maximum speed. The hot streams of cum sprayed into her, hotter and in bigger volume than the other two guys. She wrapped her legs around his waist and held him inside, not letting him go until his dick started shrinking.

They disconnected from each other and a thick spat of cum dribbled out of her pussy, onto the towel Ryan quickly snatched from the floor.

Doreen: ‘It’s so much coming out.’

Ryan: ‘I know. It’s beautiful.’

Doreen: ‘Really? You don’t mind?’

Ryan: ‘No, I love it, especially when you enjoy it that much.’

He picked her up and went into the showers, giving her a thorough clean up and she did the same for her, sucking him to clear his chamber, and at the same time going for another round of deep throat. The second load exhausted him and they went to bed in that early afternoon, cuddled up in each other’s’ arms.

Doreen (whispering): ‘Will you bring another two friends the next time? Or will it be them again?’

Ryan (whispering): ‘What do you prefer?’

Doreen (whispering): ‘Sam is in your bunk too right? I can ask his girlfriend if she wants to join us, she’s my secondary school friend.’

Ryan (excitedly): ‘So it will be a foursome but with two couples?’

The cute nod from her answered his question and thoughts of fucking his buddy’s girlfriend stirred him hard again. It’s a fair trade after all, cause Sam would be having Doreen in exchange too. That weekend was filled with non-stop rounds of sex and just before he left for camp, she had put on the chastity belt again, saving her pussy for him (and his buddy) to enjoy the next week.

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Under Her Dress

Donned in her short black dress, her alluring legs were tempting me to just grab her waist down on my dick if there wasn’t anything under. But such a innocent lady like her would definitely protect her modesty from such minds like mine. We strolled through the wavy paths of the park leading to her place, and time was running out for me to break this girl in. The straps across her shoulders complimented her fair complexion and the boney structure showed me how thin she actually was. I had never seen her in a dress, but this one time she wore it, was sufficient to inspire the darker side of me.

Just in time as we walked passed a pavilion, her phone dropped onto the grass patch and she conveniently bent over to pick it up, allowing the laced knickers under her dress to greet me. Well, the shortness of the dress did seemed shorter after the upskirt, but what really turned me on was the pair of shorts-like protective knickers. It wasn’t skin tight, and appeared to be more of a pair of shorts than undergarment.

Casually, she turned to see if I was still behind, and I smiled at her.

Me: ‘Do you need to go home before a specific time?’

Her: ‘Nope. I was about to ask you that too.’

Me: ‘That pavilion?’

Her: ‘Okay.’

We walked over to the shelter and the single LED lamp provided an ambience so soothing and sensual, especially the warm yellow lights that bounced off her smooth skin.

Her: ‘I have something to tell you.’

Me: ‘Go on. Don’t scare me with any surprises k?’

Her face was turned towards her own hands on her lap as she blurted the secret she had been keeping, and to be frank, my heart was pounding real fast after she had something to say.

Her: ‘I.. actually liked you, but you’re my best friend’s boyfriend. So I didn’t dare to say anything.’

Well, she had asked me out that night cause I had an unexpected day off for an urgent meeting at the management level. Coincidentally, we were in contact to solve some of her laptop’s issues and we met up so she could thank me over a dinner. It was so last minute and sounded so casual that my t-shirt and shorts attire did no justice to her elegant outfit.

Me: ‘Is that why you wear this nice for a dinner at a shopping mall?’

Her: ‘Part of it?’ I wanted to know if this dress looked nice too.’

The shy lady sat closer to me and rested her head on my shoulders, while ‘accidentally’ showing her cleavage to me. I simply placed my arm around her waist and held her, as she kept her eyes on my shorts. Pervertedly, I moved my arm to her neck, and massaged her so she would feel more.. tempted – hopefully. My hand then slid down her collarbone, and poked my fingertips into her dress, pressing lightly onto her breast.

Me: ‘You know we can’t be together right?’

Her: ‘I know. But I don’t mind sharing even just for a moment. I want to know how she feels.’

I was still trying to figure out if she meant how her best friend (also my girlfriend) felt while I was inside, or being together with me. Still having no resistance to my naughty hand, I pushed my way into her top and felt the silky, soft padding holding her boobs. It went over my fingers and my hand was over her left breast, with her nipples between my digits.

From where I was, I couldn’t see her face and guessed she would be too shy to look at me too. As I fondled her nipple, her hand moved to my shorts and felt the bulge in her palm. I shifted to the other side of her chest and she slipped her hand under my shirt, wriggling her way into my pants. Expectedly, her manicured nails touched my manhood and it twitched excitedly. It was the thought of an innocent and ‘untouched’ girl advancing on me that was making me so crazy about the whole thing.

Right after her fingers went around my rod, I adjusted my position to let my other hand go under her dress, where her safety shorts protected.

Her: ‘You want me to remove it?’

Me: ‘Is it convenient?’

Her: ‘I don’t mind.’

She pulled the loose shorts off and placed it into her bag, before resuming with stroking me and giving my hand the space to come in contact with her privates. Right as I was about to probe down her slit to her clit, she gave the surrounding a quick glance, and raised one of her feet to the seat. Though it was still cramped between her legs, I could not care anymore and just went for her clit, rubbing it slowly so as not to disrupt her pace. There was something to check before I stuck my fingers up the wrong place.

Me: ‘Have you ever fingered yourself?’

Her: ‘Everytime I think of you.’

My hard on became harder from her reply and she felt it thickening slightly, before pulling the waistband wide to let it out into the earthly smelling fresh air. The petite girl’s head went down my chest and let a small amount of saliva drop over it, before pumping it with her hand faster.

Me: ‘Do you want to help me shoot?’

Her: ‘Yupp.’

A handjob is better than none right? I shoved one of my fingers into her and a tight grip on my arm signalled me to slow down. I went at low speed, pushing my fingers in and out of her, and felt her pussy tightening around me.

Her (whispering): ‘You can go faster if you want.’

Of course, I rammed my hand into her faster and she responded by opening and closing her thighs. I messed up the tempo she had on my dick but I was determined to give her an orgasm before anything else. Sinking two fingers into her pussy, I went at my fastest till her head fell backwards and both her feet went onto the seat, widened. A few minutes later, she abruptly hugged me and a slight shiver went through her body, while juices leaked calmly out of her lovely slit.

Her (whispering): ‘I like it when it flows down your fingers.’

Me: ‘Did you do this with your ex too?’

A sense of guilt overcame her and she nodded, but quickly adding on that he was more concerned about ejaculating and only helped her after he had unloaded. True or not, it didn’t matter to me, cause he was the past. I had won her heart and perhaps her body with this move and my slow moving fingers kept her jerking me.

Her (whispering): ‘I want you inside me. Can?’

Me: ‘But you’re supposed to save it for your boyfriend, or future husband.’

Her: ‘I don’t mind giving it to you. I won’t regret.’

Me: ‘You sure you want it?’

The determined face nodded and I made her stand, between my opened feet. She peeled her dress upwards and sat over my raw dick with her legs together, leaving the guidance to me. I held my rod upright to let it in and her pair of hands on my knees grabbed tightly. Her pussy was wet enough, but I was already at my maximum length, so it would definitely hurt. She did not take any breaks and just lowered herself until her butt was on me.

Me: ‘Why don’t you stand? I’ll do the work.’

She stood up with me and I turned her over to the seats, so she could rest her body on her arms. Once I tided her dress to cover up our interconnected genitals, I began moving gently at her, giving her time to accommodate my size. She groaned softly, while her pussy stretched and remained at that width as I pumped.

Soon, whispers of ‘faster’ came from her and I picked up speed, moving in small motions, keeping most of my shaft inside her. The virgin hole was definitely small and suffocating, but her attempts to relax paid off and I could last much longer. Although we were doing it in a public park, the high concrete backrest hid us well and any passer-by would be spotted before they could see us in the dim pavilion.

Thrusting faster, the petite girl was trying her best to keep quiet, but moans were still coming from her. In under five, another stream of wetness coated my balls and I knew she came. There was no change in tightness as she was already squeezing me so hard, and I just kept going. This was a time when minutes felt like hours, often suspecting that we had been spotted. She was already urging me to hurry, since it was getting late.

I listened to her commands and went in longer strokes, triggering an orgasm that lasted for the last lap of my race. With a non-stop flowing pussy, the extra lubrication was easing the strokes and I used it to my advantage, driving my rod so deep and hard into her that her knees had to rest on the seats instead of standing.

After another three minutes, my dick was screaming all the warnings into my head and I slowed down, enough to let her know that the delivery was arriving.

Her: ‘Shooting?’

Me: ‘Yeah.’

Her: ‘Take it out? I’ll help you shoot, just not inside me.’

I stepped away and she tapped on the wooden seats. I took my spot and she shifted away from me, lying her sides and facing my dick. She took my dick into her mouth and pressed her lips together, gracefully gliding her mouth up and down my rod. I laid back and enjoyed the view of the untrained girl sucking me off, until my load came knocking at the pee hole.

Me (whispering): ‘Shooting!’

She sank her mouth deep twice and held my hood between her lips, pumping with her hand for the last stroke. It finally came and I exploded into her mouth, giving me one of the most intense cumshot ever that kept my rod pumping despite being empty. Her mouth filled up quickly and she took another few trips along my shaft, before removing her mouth from my wasted rod.

Giving her lips a tongue lick (pushing a little of her tongue out between her lips), she gulped without a flinch of an eyelid and tucked herself into my arms after. A simple tug of my waistband hid my ‘childhood’ (cause the man had became small) and she raised one of her feet to the seat, hand disappearing under her dress.

Me: ‘Still horny?’

Her: ‘Just a little sore.’

We hugged for a while more without kissing once and she had to leave for home. A quick pat of her dress straightened everything and I picked up our belongings, ready to split for the night.

Her: ‘Thanks for tonight.’

Me: ‘I should be the one thanking you. I enjoyed myself a lot.’

Her: ‘Me too. Let me know when you want to meet again?’

Me: ‘Yupp.’

She reached into her bag and took her knickers out, giving her pussy a wipe in an unglamorous manner under her skirt and handed it to me.

Her: ‘Use it when she and I are not free to help you?’

I took it with thanks and we parted under the stars, leaving me a small gift which was made dirtier the moment I reached home, using the thoughts earlier to truly tire myself out for a good night’s sleep.

Her (Whatsapp): ‘I masturbated again thinking of you.’

Me (Whatsapp): ‘So did I. :)’

And that was how an underground relationship came about.

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Spare Room and Guy

A call came into my phone at noon and my younger cousin, Rachel was on the line. She was nearby my place and needed somewhere to rest, specifically a room she could have all to herself. There was a spare room nicely decorated for rent, and it had been empty for some time. So I asked her to go ahead and use it, which she excitedly thanked me for.

The knock came shortly after and I let her in, with a guy that looked younger than her. I brought them to the room and removed the few boxes of stuff I stacked away in the corner. They thanked me in a formal tone and I was ready to go back to bed since work only starts in the late afternoon. Rachel was in poly and we had been quite close since she was a toddler. We met often at our grandparent’s place and by then, she had grown into a fine young lady who knew how to dress well.

A guy and a girl in a room, what more could I expect? The creaking sounds of the bed soon formed the background music along with occasional loud moans. That guy was not very mature too, taking things for granted when a room was provided. In under ten minutes, the room went quiet and the door opened, with the guy embarrassed holding his bag in his arms and leaving the place.

Wow, was he really that bad in bed? Or maybe he did something wrong. At least my cousin wasn’t fucking anymore, and that felt better for a relative in my position.

Me: ‘Rachel, is everything alright?’

I knocked on the door and she asked me to enter. I walked into her with the blanket wrapped around her body and a stench of cigarette filled up my nose. Like how the saying went, if you had time for a smoke after sex, you’re doing it too fast. I sat on the bed and probed further about who the guy was. Listening to her rantings wasn’t easy either, especially when she bared her shoulders and her long gold highlighted hair flowed down onto her chest. It seemed that the ‘ah lian’ life had chosen her.

Seeing how comfortable she was in her own skin, I continued chatting until she felt a little hungry. I excused myself to cook some spaghetti for her and she immediately said she wanted to help out. Even before I could exit the room, she caught hold of my hand and asked if I could wait, like ‘can’t you wait for me to get dressed first?’ In a totally Singaporean accent. I sat still with my head turned away, and she was done in under a minute.

I looked at her and the sight of a slut in just her sports bra and spandex sports shorts created a twitch in my pants.

Me: ‘The oil might splatter onto your body!’
Rachel: ‘I’m just going to watch you cook, and you can shield me right?’

She got off the bed and pulled me up, leading me to the kitchen hungrily. Just like each time I cook, I took my time to prepare all the condiments required and she just sat on the dining table, watching me in awe.

Rachel: ‘I didn’t know you can cook.’
Me: ‘You don’t come by often enough.’
Rachel: ‘I think men who can cook are hot!’

Of course, the stove often makes me sweat. I began cooking and she stood behind me, using me as a shield from the slight splattering of butter. A few times she had hugged me so she could watch the pan while hiding behind me, and her soft boobs just made my hard on more obvious under the thin shorts.

I left her with the plate of pasta and did the dishes. By the time I was done, she was done too. And we returned to the spare room that had its air-con in full blast.

Rachel: ‘You’ve been standing since I only wore my bra and shorts huh?’
Me: ‘Excuse me, I’m a normal guy. I can’t control it too.’
Rachel: ‘Did you fantasise about me?’
Me: ‘Only just now.’

Rachel pulled me down onto the bed with her and climbed on top of me like a wild cat. She pressed her hands on my chest and grind her pelvic over my bulge naughtily, tempting me to lose control.

Rachel: ‘I’ve read a lot of stories about cousins doing it. And I really wanted to give it a try too.’
Me: ‘C’mon, don’t play anymore. I still need to work.’

She pulled her bra off and threw it at my face, giving me an overload of her floral scented body. With my eyes covered, she grabbed my hands and placed it on her breasts, helping my fingers knead them before I took over and automated the process. I could tell how turned on she was from the erection of her nipples, and it was just so inviting to feast on them.

I sat up and let the bra fall to the side, planting my mouth over her boobs and letting her pressed my head on where she preferred to be sucked. I went on working my tongue all over her chest until she was almost blurted for me to fuck her.

After the non-stop sucking, she had to push me down on the bed to stop me and took another few seconds to remove her shorts, leaving her bare pussy in full view of me. The smooth skin over her pussy was in the same fair complexion as the rest of her body, and it was definitely the most alluring part I had seen in all the girls. The tiny peeking of her clit, well hidden labia, with a little glimmer from her juices.

She sat back on top and tugged my shorts down, exposing my underwear-less dick. A few strokes with her hands got the pre-cum flowing and Rachel laid on top of me, looking upwards into my eyes.

Rachel: ‘I really want it. Can give it to me?’
Me: ‘Lie on the bed.’

I already lost myself the moment I had her breasts in my mouth, and since we’re already going to hell, might as well stay there right? We flipped over and I pressed her knees onto the bed, spreading her like an overturned frog. My dick docked into her hangar in autopilot mode and I penetrated her in a steady pace, giving her no chance to take any breaks in between the whole trip.

My little cousin was in all smiles with her eyes shut, feeling every bit of my rod warming her meat tunnel. I couldn’t help but let off a manly groan when I was fully parked in her, when her pulse was beating right onto my shaft. I bet she could feel my heart beating fast too. We wasted no time in enjoying the motionless state and I began ramming my rod into her, sending her into wails and slutty comments like ‘faster, deeper’. I was in total control and I had no intention of ending it fast.

I made sure to do her so slowly that she had no choice but to struggle with me for control. The weak attempts was negated by keeping her legs opened and speeding up when she tried to break free. I guessed getting on top of me would give her the pleasure she wanted, but no, I wasn’t there to just please her. I had wanted to impress her.

Pounding our hips together hard, I made long fast strokes in and slow strokes out. It was sexy to see how badly she wanted it.

Rachel: ‘Can you let me get on top now? I am dying to climax. Please let me cum.’
Me: ‘Alright. One time before you ride me.’

I straightened my legs and fucked her faster, until she grabbed my wrists and opened her mouth in a silent scream. Her hips went jerking uncontrollably, and it took over my thrusts. It was just fucking my rod unintentionally. The huge orgasm weakened her for a while and I just kept still while inside. Once she reached her hands out to me, I knew she was ready to ride the bull.

I picked her up and we did a few times seated. Thereafter, I laid on my back and she placed her knees by my hips, grinding back and forth to her liking. Unknown to her, this position wasn’t that stimulating but it had an opposite effect on her. The girl was holding her long hair over her head as she rode me, squeezing her own breasts while ignoring my feelings.

In just under three minutes, the same jerking motion came and a small stream of cum flowed down my abs to the sides. She then collapsed on my body and asked me to take over. We spent a long time changing to doggie in her exhausted state and I was given full authority for the last lap.

Rachel: ‘Did you feel good when I ride you?’
Me: ‘I’m fine with it. Why do you ask?’
Rachel: ‘Most guys couldn’t take it and just shoot halfway. I seldom reached the doggie style.’
Me: ‘Shoot inside you?’
Rachel: ‘No! I’m not that slutty yet. Inside condom.’
Me: ‘And me?’
Rachel: ‘You’re the first to do it raw with me.’

Well, fuck. What was I expecting when she initiated the sex? I pushed those thoughts aside and pulled her hips down on my shaft, shocking her by the depth I could reach in this position. ‘Oh my god! It’s so deep in me’, she moaned when I started thrusting in short strokes. It was getting harder to hold myself back and I decided to just go all the way, until ‘that’ moment.

She kept herself motionless while I banged her, keeping me turned on with her moans and dirty comments. The small body was in constant trembles as I fucked her silly, sending her body into overdrive with the non-stop orgasms. My dick was being squeezed with an overpowering tightness and the small bumps in her pussy sent me groaning louder.

Me (whispering): ‘I’m cumming Rachel, I’m cumming!’

I pulled out of her with a few seconds grace and she jumped to turn herself around. Her mouth went down my shaft and she forced her face into my groin, making long, fast thrusts. I let her continue as I knew the tightness and wetness would keep my timer ticking. After about five minutes of mindless mouth-fuck, I held her head down and jerked my hips upwards a few times, triggering my load to fire into her mouth.

Instead of just keeping still, she took things into her own hands and continued to fuck me with her mouth, going all the way down to a painful sounding deep throat. As soon as I was done, I released my grip on her head and she let my dick out, till only my tip was left on her pouted lips. She took some time to recover from the choking and then made another few strokes down my rod.

Only after I was emptied and shivering from the hypersensitive dick, she let me off and sat demurely on her calves. Her opened mouth and swirling tongue played with my cum for a while before she swallowed it whole, and cleaned her mouth with the blankets.

I went back to the pillows and rested, waiting for her to crawl into my arms and getting close to me. We cuddled for a bit without kissing and the tired girl was still smiling from the sex earlier.

Rachel: ‘You’re good in bed.’
Me: ‘How many guys did you have before me?’
Rachel: ‘Three?’
Me: ‘And they shoot in your mouth?’

Rachel: ‘Eh! No! Always in condoms. You’re the first to unload in my mouth.’

That many ‘firsts’ scared me as such things were usually reserved for boyfriend, or husband. She fell asleep after a while and I let her have the whole bed. I went for a shower and left for work, leaving her a message to text me if she needed anything and not know where to find it.

Upon reaching home that night, I prepared dinner for the still-asleep girl. A delicious smelling dinner would be the most ideal way to wake up to, and she did, naked, pussy already wet.

Rachel: ‘Can I stay over at your place tonight? I’ll let my mum know.’
Me: ‘Yeah. You can.’
Rachel: ‘And you’ll do it all night long with me?’
Me: ‘Yes, that too if you want.’

Now I have a closer cousin, filled with benefits we knew no one must ever find out. That night, we took turns to ‘wake’ each other up after every round and we had the most intense sex ever, even after I was firing blanks. We just could not get enough of each other, till this day.