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Window Performance

Jennifer laid on the bed with the blindfolds on, as requested by William, her boyfriend. He had prepared a bag of surprises for her and the shy girl had no idea what was about to happen. She had never checked into a budget hotel for such things before and the sleaziness of it had made things awkward from the lobby to the room. Moaning sounds and creaking beds echoed in the corridor, but it did not turn her on at all. Only in the privacy of the room she could rest, and the blindfold helped a little.

William took the cuffs out of the black backpack and laid it around the bed, checking on the bed to make sure it would fit. His pretty Philippine-Chinese girlfriend wore a low cut dark grey camisole, boobs well supported by the sewn-on cups, and a pair of denim shorts to match it. He removed her shorts before securing her knees to the sides of the bed, and her wrists to the top most corner. Although Jennifer was a little doubtful about bondage, the fact that he took time to plan it showed her how much he wanted it. With her hands and legs restrained, her body appeared even more arousing to him, in just the top and plain cotton panties.

She was one of those conservative girls who dressed normal, sometimes even unappealing, as long as comfort made her day easier. Just for today, she heeded his advice and dressed a little more revealing, and all ready to submit to him. The straps at her knees were adjustable, giving him freedom to spread it wide apart in missionary.

The zipping noise and sounds of him undressing was unmistakable, and she knew it was about to begin. His weight pressed onto the area between her legs and she felt his body heat hovering above her. There was no foreplay of any sort, but little did she know he had lubbed himself so he could surprise her. Her panties were snipped away and top yanked above her boobs, revealing that curvy figure to him. She didn’t mind it at all, since it was William.

The movements on the bed gradually died down and his hands pressed onto the bed beside her ribs. Her pussy felt a little tickle at her entrance, and then his whole dick sank all the way into her. She did not have any time to prepare and the sudden enlargement of her vagina just screamed ‘pain’ into her mind. Knowing that she was suffering from the struggle of her feet, he went on to ram his dick into her, relieving the shock with pleasure. The huge change in sensation actually made her more sensitive, and she could feel the roughness of his shaft inside.

The desire for his cock to never stop remained in her mind as she moaned uncontrollably. No amount of slow breathing could take away the pleasure that filled her body. Her slit was reddened from the penetration, and it was gapping on its own whenever he took a pause. This newfound fetish had got her addicted to helpless sex, giving control of her body to someone she trusted. Throughout the whole time, William was just slamming his hips at her, reaching to her deepest and most sensitive spot. Needless to say, the bedsheets were stained with her leaking pussy, desperately lubricating the fierce action.

After some time, she could feel her pussy tighten even without climaxing, and William was slowing down as well. Was it about to end?

William: ‘Let’s change position.’

Before she could reply, he got off and stood with his feet beside her head. He knelt beside her arms and immediately went to feast on her pussy. The scent of his hairy dick was right in her face, and the stimulation at her genitals simply made her opened her mouth to catch the thick slab of wet, dripping dick. She could not move much of her head but he compensated by making small thrusts. The shallow dips only allowed her to keep her lips closed, toying with the little mushroom of his dick.

The change in position had delayed his ejaculation, while he get to lick his girl’s beautifully waxed small pussy. He had a weakness for her slit as it was hidden behind the innocent looking cameltoe, yet alluring when his tongue teased her clit to make it erect. The gentle appearance of her raw labia was as good as a freshly shucked oyster. She was so juicy and shy, making the whole 69 experience unforgettable. Her legs could not close no matter how hard she tried, exposing her privates like a porn star.

Well, that did turn her on a lot. The more shy someone appears, the wilder it gets behind closed doors. The dick pumping at her mouth kept her from saying anything, but he knew when to stop too. He picked himself up and buckled her wrists together. Still, her legs were the hardest to redo, not knowing what position he wanted next.

A few minutes of rest for the both of them extended his stamina by a fair bit, and it is time for something crazier. He limited the ropes between her legs and she could only take small steps, towards the window where he guided her to. She placed her hands on the glass, knees resting on the pillow at the ledge of a small space protruding from the window into the room.

Jennifer: ‘Where am I?’

William: ‘In front of the mirror.’

Jennifer: ‘No wonder it’s so cold.’

William: ‘I am going to warm you up just about now.’

In front of her was another hotel of the same height, with another couple in cowgirl. They had spotted Jennifer’s semi-naked body, and almost wanted to draw the curtains, until William appeared and waved to them. He went behind her and pulled her waist a little lower, and shoved his cock into her waiting pussy. That had shocked her twice in a row, but it definitely felt better than the first. As he rammed her from the back, her knees gradually shifted forward until her nipples touched the cold window, only to have them pressed by William.

The mixture of hot and cold drove her insane, and the darkness she was in had heightened her other senses. The couple opposite them took up the same position on a stool, and did the same, engaging in a wireless foursome.

William: ‘I will cum in this position k?’

Jennifer: ‘Oh yes.. Okay.’

He went all out to pump her harder, banging her body loud and clear. The taps of his testicles on her pussy was stirring something else in her, and she had no idea how to explain it to him. It simply felt complete. Their hotel sex actually opened her ‘eyes’ to this small but meaningful natural occurrence. Within minutes, her body was trembling with subtle orgasms that made the other pair jealous.

Fucking his girlfriend deep and hard, there was no regrets booking this room for her. Their bodies went non-stop, moaning and groaning with hair pulling and nipples fondling. His hands just could not get enough of her.

It was only after ten minutes when he whispered that he was about to cum, and he knew doing it raw was as far as she would allow. He pulled out just before the tipping point and helped her to turn around, ending the free show for the gentleman on the other side. He brought her hand to his throbbing cock and lightly tapped on her head. Without hesitation, she went down on him, going way deeper than she ever been.

Her convulsing throat had provided a sensation similar to her pussy, but much wetter. In a way, cumming down her throat definitely tasted better than on her tongue. She did not take any breaks and did her best, before he groaned out loud and she forced her mouth towards his balls. 3/4 – was all she could accommodate, right when he flushed his cum out of his nozzle and poured down her throat. Her fingers massaging his testicles did trigger another two rounds, but nothing more than that.

For the first time, he was truly exhausted and weak. It was the most worthwhile meet up they ever had, even for Jennifer who enjoyed herself throughout. He untied her hands and legs, before heading to the bed and falling on it. She raised the blindfold over her head to the streetlights that glared into the window she was at. A look of what the.. overcame her face and she turned around to see who was opposite.

The man who noticed them stood just beside the bed, letting his girl blow him while looking at Jennifer, giving a wave that sent her running towards William. She cuddled in his arms, calmed by his smiling, satisfied expression. How lucky was she to be with such a guy. Not just someone who brought her to a hotel and had wild sex, but a man who took great care of her. Nonetheless, a little guilt was felt in the corner of her heart, bearing the memories of public sex she had with another guy, who was special in his own ways.

And in his kenjataimu state of mind, was replaying the scenes where another girl, who had the ideal CFM face, took him from behind while turning sideways to show her large eyes and biting lips, moaning ‘fuck me harder’, and allowing him to cum deep into her pussy.

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Alas

Alvin finally got his 24 year old girlfriend to wear the tiny pink tube dress he had ordered, even surprising himself with the shorter-than-expected length. Jolin knew he had a dress for her, but had no idea of its design. She merely brought a pair of safety shorts and a set of NuBra style black and pink laced bra. The moment they entered his bedroom, he rummaged through his wardrobe to take the dress out, ripping the transparent plastic bag off and holding it in front of her.

Jolin: ‘What! This is so short!’

Alvin: ‘Just try it on.’

She stripped herself off the casual tee and fleece shorts, and then changed into the pair of boyshorts. It was one of the small things girls wear to protect their decency under such circumstances. She pulled the dress over her head and let it fall to her hips, feeling a little shy about how short it was.

Alvin: ‘You’re not going to wear the bra?’

Jolin: ‘The dress is already padded. Luckily it fits.’

Well, that’s something new for him. But no matter if it fit, he would still make her wear it. Everything that was happening had turned him on, especially the accessibility of her braless state. Her thin legs certainly appeared longer, and her boobs and waist never looked so sexy. He opened one of the wardrobe doors and flashed a mirror, hinting to her about the unsightly black tights that were showing. That particular dress was so short that even bending a little would reveal her butt cheeks, exactly the idea that Alvin had.

After she removed the boyshorts, he handed her a matching pink g-string and watched her put it on. Jolin turned a few rounds to show him how it looked and snapped a few pictures of herself in that slutty dress.

Alvin then went to pack his small sling bag, slinging her bag over his shoulders once he was ready. It had seemed that they were heading out, with her in that mini dress.

Jolin: ‘Where are we going?’

Alvin: ‘Shopping?’

Shopping?! Walking in that outfit had worried her so much, with a cloud of shame over her wherever she went. As they strolled to the bus stops, eyes were staring at her legs. It was hard to notice a girl with well-defined shoulder lines and ample boobs that did not get ‘squeezed’ out under her armpits. The dress had enhanced her figure without her knowing.

During the wait for their bus, cars were slowing down to admire the sweet girl, thighs exposed all the way to her butt that the hemlines couldn’t cover. Her legs remained tightly crossed, and Alvin remained hard for most of the day.

Once they reached the top most floor of City Square Mall, he led her into the Gents after he confirmed that it was empty. The cubicle door was lightly shut behind them and Alvin pulled her close, kissing in her thin succulent lips that glimmered with the lip gloss she applied. But before he even laid his hands, she was already breathing hot air into his face. The signs were all pointing to how horny she was, looking even sexier in that small dress.

Jolin (whispering): ‘I am already turned on by this dress. I can’t wait for you to do me in it.’

She turned themselves around and placed him against the door, squatting down to unzip his jeans and lowering his undies to his feet. The thick scent of his erected cock couldn’t seem anymore tempting. It was red and throbbing, making little twitches with the pearly pre-cum at the tip. Holding it in her hand, it was just going into her mouth. The cute but long tongue of hers stuck out of her mouth and gave it a little sneak preview, licking the underside and tip like a melting ice cream.

It did not took too long for Alvin to lose his mind and pestered him to suck on it already. Of course, she wouldn’t refuse in this good mood. His eyes opened as her lips parted with her tongue out to receive his dick. Gliding her warm saliva along his shaft as she took it deeper. Jolin’s blowjob had always been his weakness, especially in such situations where he was so aroused, he might cum anytime.

With that tight mouth bobbing up and down, he could not keep his composure and kept struggling on the wall. Her speed increased after his knees went weak, bringing him to desperation as she tried to go down deeper.

Alvin: ‘Oh shit!’

Jolin (whispering): Shhh..

His rod gave way and spat the long overdue load into her mouth, filling her cheeks up. The teasing of her tongue on his pee hole did not help at all, only increasing the sensitivity to force his empty barrel drier. Unlike the other times where she would spit, she rose to her feet and held his face between her hands, swallowing with her mouth opened to remind him of how horny she was. It was definitely a strong message for her to do that.

Alvin: ‘I need to rest.’

Jolin: ‘Huh. What about me?’

Alvin: ‘Give me a while?’

Jolin: ‘Fine.’

She went to the toilet and sat on the cover while he leaned on the door, in some kind of zen mode to summon energy into his shrivelled dick. Jolin didn’t just sat there waiting though, her back was against the tank and feet rested at the edges of the plastic cover. To help her boyfriend ‘up’, her fingers sensually moved down her body and went between her legs, where the tiny translucent triangular cloth was darken from the wetness.

She had pushed it to the side and sank her fingers into her slit, pressing onto her clit and massaging it in circles. Moaning softly, Alvin was getting impatient at his dick that seemed unresponsive to the free show. He knew that if she continued going, her fingers would be the ones to satisfy her instead of him. But she had tried hard to hold herself back, giving in only at the last moment her body demanded it. He watched helplessly as her fingers disappeared into her pussy, assisted by the juiciness.

Her fingering was helping Alvin, but slowly. What could she do to arouse him quicker? A few ideas went tragic her mind and one finally appealed to her. She stopped masturbating and went out of the cubicle over to the sink, standing in front of the mirror and spreading her legs apart. Her fingers went back to her cunt, but had another task. She opened her slit with her index and ring finger, and ran her middle finger up and down the delicate folds.

Jolin (whispering): ‘Come fuck me?’

He happily got up and stood behind her, flicking his dickhead up and down the slippery raw flesh. In no time, he was harder than before and proceeded to force his cock into her. That sensation was indescribable as his hot rod met her cooler pussy. The fit was so satisfying she almost let off a scream when he pushed it all the way in. It had been the one of many times she wished he could stay inside forever.

Without wasting anymore time, he placed her long hair to the side and held her waist firmly. The thrusts began with no signs of stopping as his hormones overtook his mind. There was no worry of shooting too fast, and she was loving how wild they were. Sex has never felt hotter than this.

Her body was jerking back and forth while her dress was being pulled lower. The pair of 34B breasts kept bouncing as he pumped her harder. She could feel his pre-cum making her wetter, begging for him to go faster. It was a lust that would be hard to put out. Too much never seemed enough.

Jolin: ‘Go faster baby, I want to feel you deep inside me. Don’t stop.’

He accepted her request and went all out, moving out of sync every once in a while as he tries to pound quicker. In mere minutes, their feet were wet with a sudden downpour of a thin bodily fluid, accompanied with apologetic yet sensual moans from her. Both Alvin and Jolin never knew she could squirt, but that incident taught them something new.

Their bodies slapped hard against each other for the craziest ten minutes, totally covered in perspiration and juices. Her pussy had gone all wasted, thrown into spasms with the continuous bombardment of orgasms. Her life force had been reduced after a wave of deep but slow strokes of his dick, bringing her to an almost irrecoverable climax. Jolin’s knees were softened.

Jolin (whispering): ‘I can’t take it anymore. My legs.. ‘

Alvin: ‘I’m going to finish soon le. Hang in there k?’

She brought her feet together and Alvin opened his. Teleporting into another world of her body, her pussy was much tighter, yet as warm and slippery. In the last attempt to help him out, she had pushed her vaginal walls together with all her might. That was when Alvin knew he was in fact sissy weak in her mercy.

The thrusts did not last very long after the minor change in position. And he was jabbing in slower than before.

Alvin kept quiet during the last lap, and kept his rod parked throughout the ride, hips moving in small motion. That was the end. His semen flooded into her after she caught her breath, shocked by the creampie she did not expect. The hot load had stirred confusion as she found it extremely soothing to have his cum, but the worries of pregnancy bothered her at the same time.

He moved his dick a few more times until he was done, and pulled out. The leftovers dripped into the puddle at their feet, and she went back to the private cubicle for a rest. Breathing deeply, the comfort in her womb reminded her of how deeply they were in love. And Alvin just stood there at the door, watching her while his sweat dribbled down his forehead.

They had a good rest in the quiet washroom before leaving in the most carefree manner, hand in hand out of the Gents. They were so lucky not to have anyone walk in on them, but what are their chances? Were they pushing it a little too far?

And guys, what would you dare your girl to wear out?

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Charity Work

Perlin had just returned home after a dinner with her other two best friends, with their lovey dovey boyfriends who were all cuddling with them. The girls had been together since they were in primary school, and she was the last to get into a relationship that didn’t last more than three months. Still wearing her modest tank top with an off shoulder top and mid-thigh length skirt, the loneliness in her room was the constant reminder of how unlucky she was, while her two friends were getting closer to marriage.

Pulling up her contact list, there was one person whom she always confided in, and it was one of her best friends’ guy. Ray had knew the girls when he got together with one of them, going out occasionally but mostly remained shy and quiet while the girls were chattering happily away. Nonetheless, his relationship with her friend was strongest, yet mildly intimate when they were out. A few minutes of texting later, she was on a cab to his place, less than ten minutes drive away.

They had originally intended to sit at a community centre nearby but it was already closed, leaving them with the dark study table in a small corner. Armed with tidbits and packets of fruit tea, she immediately felt better knowing she had someone to talk to. The next hour was spent asking him questions about being a guy, and their relationship. It was certainly a little heart wrenching to know that she was totally not ready to be in love, without the knowledge of the things couples usually do.

Perlin: ‘So, does she usually initiate?’

Ray: ‘Most of the time it’s me, but sometimes, I wish she would be more daring too.’

Perlin: ‘I see, and how will you want her to show it?’

Ray: ‘I don’t know, just touching or whisper into my ears? Guys get turned on easily.’

Perlin: ‘Haha! That I know.’

He tended to his phone which was flashing with notification and she sat quietly opposite him, thinking of a better way to get educated on ‘love’. After a few minutes, he was off his phone and munching on the crackers, and her slippers slapped onto the ground without going noticed. Using her smooth feet, she ran her waxed calf across his hairy legs and went on to straighten her leg. The distance between the two chairs were just enough for her to reach his groin, and the pressure on his bulge had vibrations to it.

Perlin: ‘How do you feel?’

Ray: ‘Turned on?’

His eyes were staring into her top that was too dark to make out anything else. But the skirt which he remembered her wearing, was appearing to be shorter than before. His naughty mind was pulling it higher.

Ray: ‘Want to change to another place?’

Perlin: ‘Are you guys that direct?’

Ray: ‘Your ex?’

Perlin: ‘He would usually be the one putting his feet under my skirt, no matter if there are people around us. I will often push him away as I was too afraid. But it’s different here.’

He squashed the plastic bags into a bigger one and dropped it into the dustbin, bag slung across his shoulders waiting for her to get up. He grabbed her hand like how he held his girlfriend, and brought her to a corridors, hoping that one would be left unlocked. Being the guy, he tried on the first few doors in vain and when one finally clicked opened, he gave a ‘come here’ tilt of his head.

Excitedly, she entered the room and was glad that the emergency exit sign was bright enough. He had placed his bag down and stood behind her, waiting to pounce. Once Perlin was done, he gently held her hand and brought her to a wall. Without warning, he wrapped his arms around her waist and planted a kiss on her lips. This was the first time she had tried this outdoors, and the pace he went was considered to be romantic. Her ex-boyfriend would just get her naked and please her so she could return the favour, which any girls would hate to do.

Ray’s kisses were trailing down her neck, onto her collarbones that were extra sensitive. She could not believe how wet she got even before touching any of her private parts. Feeling secure and safe with him, she allowed him to pull her off-shoulder, tank top and bra off, patiently awaiting for her pussy to get some attention. But unlike her ex, he bothered to get her loose top on before her panties was yanked down her legs.

Perlin (whispering): ‘Why put this on?’

Ray (whispering): ‘Huh? In case anyone appear?’

Perlin (whispering): ‘My ex wouldn’t care, he would get me naked.’

Ray (whispering): ‘And that is dangerous. I’m different from him.’

That small gesture touched her heart a little and she got worried about being attracted to him. Her hands dug into his hair as he tugged her neckline down to suck on her nipples, seldom attended to. That thrill of doing it in a public place had made her all pointy and wet, feeling extra good with his tongue flicking non-stop on them.

Her hands reached for his bermuda that had a knot and untied it, and yet again faced with another pause.

Perlin (whispering): ‘You don’t want it?’

Ray (whispering): ‘Not yet. You’re the star tonight.’

True enough, the sky was clear but starless, the way he moved his hand up her leg and under her skirt, was slightly electrical on her skin. What he said next embarrassed her but it was irrelevant in the darkness.

Ray (whispering): ‘Your juices are flowing down your legs.’

Perlin (whispering): Shhh..

He dragged a chair next to her and raised one of her feet on it. His fingers docked into the entrance and it went in gentle thrusts, until he could reach no further. A little surprised at how tight she was, his impression of her was of a decent, shy girl, who could easily be more conservative than his own girlfriend. Now, he was totally lost on what to expect.

He fingered her for a good five minutes, pumping his hand fast at her pussy. All she could do was to hug him around the neck for balance and moaning into his ears. Needless to say, his dick was growing impatient. The respect and boundary was all that was holding him back from penetrating this best friend of his girl.

After his arms got a little weary, he had to pause and politely apologised before taking a break. She asked him to rest on the chair she had been stepping on and he spent the next minute recovering his energy. Somewhere inside him, was wishing for her to energise him up. Standing in front of him, Perlin turned around and dropped her skirt, letting him smell the womanly fragrance from her body. What was next?

She helped him up and led him towards a table in the corner, sitting herself at the edge with her legs opened. There was nothing to guess, it was a willing invitation. His shorts laid on the chair and he stopped in front of her, where she took her time to hold his dick and feel how large it was. After all, she was the one that caused him to get so hard. It would be uncourteous to leave him high and dry.

She leaned back on the long table onto her bent arm, holding onto his dick and pushing it a little downwards so it would not slip. Inches by inches, he felt his rod sink into the fleshy tunnel, overwhelmed by how tight it was. Before he started moving, he had to ask if she had ever did it, and a shake of her head almost made him cum that instant.

Ray had claimed a virgin while he was attached, and it was not just an ONS, he would have to face her and his own girl from time to time, increasing his number of secrets from his girlfriend by one. Seeing that the oyster had been opened and had no refund options, he hugged her in his chest and gave her a kiss, filled with honour and gratitude for her trust in him. In return, he would thrust in her too, so not to have any regrets, or worse, get reported.

He let her lay on her arms while he began moving his hips, jerking the wooden table lightly as his dick dipped into the abyss. Perlin’s mind had long sworn to be his little secret, and would never tell anyone, because she knew she could still enjoy him no matter if he was attached. Excess juices were leaking out of her pussy, all thanks to his dick that had occupied most of her inner space. Moans were inevitable, but she did a good job containing it to the softest.

The quiet action had him pounding at her non-stop, alternating between different speeds so he could last as long. Her body had been shivering with the continuous bombardment of her sensitive spots, giving her orgasms that were less than three minutes apart. It was the excitement and secrecy of this hook up that made her so horny.

This battle of stamina soon brought Perlin to weakness and she had to plead for him to stop, or cum. He had been delaying himself until this moment, and there was no words to express how much he would miss being inside of her.

Perlin (whispering): ‘Don’t stop till you cum k?’

Ray gave her a nod and rammed harder into her, ignoring the creaking sounds from the furniture. There was no stopping of this monster until he satisfied her request, and Perlin was already regretting that she asked. Her legs wrapped around the fast moving hips while her pussy collapsed into the perfect vacuum that pulled him right in when he was out. And each inward stroke threw her head back, almost changing her moans to screams of pleasure.

They went on for another one or two minutes before he fell two steps back, sobering Perlin who quickly hopped off the table and got on her knees. She slapped his jerking hand off his dick and brought her mouth to it, sucking it and letting him pump a little deeper down her throat. She maintained her head’s position while he finished himself off, and right before he came, a warning came and she sank her face into his groin, using her struggling throat to massage his dick head into a frenzy before his load spew into her.

He had tried pulling it out and only managed to get it up to her lips, where her tongue tickled him for a few more pulses of cum. After which, he instinctively gave her a few more deep throat to release all of his seeds, and felt her close lips pressing against his girth. Finally, he was allowed out and stumbled backwards onto a chair.

She remained on her knees, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and licking her lips. The dim lights portrayed her in such a manner that he could never forget the sight. They got dressed quickly after their hormones were satisfied, and left the room back to his void deck, where the bright overhead lights prevented them from getting all naughty again.

They sat panting and sweaty without saying a word, and that was when he realised her off-shoulder top had nothing underneath.

Ray: ‘Where is your tank top?’

Perlin: ‘In my bag?’

Ray: ‘Your bra and panties?’

Perlin: ‘In my bag too.’

Ray: ‘You’re not afraid?’

Perlin: ‘I’ve done it in public already. What should I be shy about?’

Ray: ‘No. I won’t allow that. Let’s go up to the stairs and put your bra and panties back on.’

He stood up with a different aura and pulled her a few flight of stairs up, dressing her as though she was a kid. She could not understand why he would bother, especially to a guy who had sex with her.

Ray (whispering): ‘Being sexy and slutty is different. I don’t mind you being sexy with me, but never appear slutty. Understand?’

Perlin nodded her head submissively, a little scared by the change of his mood, but felt safer knowing he cared about her. They hugged each other a few seconds, before his watch beeped the hourly notice.

Ray: ‘It’s eleven now. The cab fare will increase from this time. Let’s meet another time?’

Perlin: ‘Okay. And I want you to know that I will never tell anyone about this. So you can feel safe and continue to meet me. I won’t sabotage your relationship, but promise me never to leave my life?’

Ray: ‘I promise.’

They walked to the main road for her cab and sealed their secret with a kiss, both feeling assured, but still a little horny from what just happened.

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Closer for Comfort

Bernice was talking on her phone one night with her bestie when another call interrupted their conversation. It was Eric, her bestie’s boyfriend and it was so unexpected but strange he would contact her at such hours. She made an excuse that another friend called and switched the line over to Eric, who was patiently waiting for her to pick up.

Eric (on phone): ‘Hey, I’m around your place. Want to meet up at the void deck? Bought some drinks as well.’

Bernice was free by then and went downstairs in her sleeping outfit of a FBT shorts and plain t-shirt. He was all smiles when he saw her and she suggested to sit elsewhere further as his girlfriend stayed near Bernice. They went on drinking the 6 pack of beers he bought after they were a distance and spoke about their relationships. After an hour, she got drowsy from the alcohol and needed to pee. There was no 24 hours McDonald’s or coffee shops around, and the last resort was to go up to his place. The trip up was uneventful and when she was done with the toilet, her body was reddened to a glowing pink and he invited her into his bedroom where the air conditioning was blasting cold air.

That moment they were alone, the room was dimmed and the last cans of beers each one held flushed down their throat. In the darkness, she was still feeling warm and the sudden realisation that she had a thin pair of panties on quickly made her shut her legs together.

Eric: ‘Still feeling warm?’

Bernice: ‘Yeah.’

Eric: ‘Come. Sit up.’

His hands went behind her and pulled her shirt off, exposing her unpadded bra with pokies. She let him removed all of their clothes, and waited in silence. Slowly, he leaned on her sides and pushed her onto the bed, frenching with their lips tight together. His hands glided up her body and felt her boobs, kneading them and teasing her nipples with small pinching roll.

Bernice seldom initiated during sex as she didn’t quite get the sensations, but doing it with Eric was a totally new experience. He was her best friend’s guy, and she was attached herself. He had skipped getting a blowjob from her during their foreplay, and before his fingers even touched her, her pussy was all wet and ready.

Eric: ‘Someone so wet already huh?’

Bernice: ‘Just put it in.’

He shifted her to lay on his pillow and raised her knees. He went down to finger her a little to spread her juices all over and climbed on top. A wave of excitement made Bernice wrap her legs around his waist and pulled him in, right into her pussy and shoving it all the way in. His long rod filled her up completely and she was moaning for someone other than her boyfriend. Even during sex with her own guy, she was usually quiet as she did it for him, not that sexy really fascinated her.

His body continued slamming onto her without rest and she could felt how hot it was between her legs. Eric was much longer although not thicker. Her pussy was instinctively clamping itself over the foreign meat as the excitement kept replaying in her head, turned on by the adulterous romp she was having.

Eric was going well with his stamina and Bernice’s pussy felt nothing like his own girlfriend. Bernice was warmer and not too suffocating. He was proud of his stamina that kept her moaning and climaxing. It could not take long for him to cum. But he knew they would be able to meet anytime too.

Bernice who was perspiring on the pillow, had closed her eyes to the onslaught of pleasure bombarding her senses. The weird wish for her sex with boyfriend to be as thrilling seemed impossible, because of the nature of Eric’s relationship with her. Right then, another orgasm knocked those thoughts out of her head and she panted heavily to the droplets of sweat landing on her chest.

As he waited for the PNR (Point of No Return), he rammed harder at her and made it difficult for her to think straight. But he wasn’t an ass too, he knew it would be outside of her. Going full speed at a loud slapping noise, her feet were in the air, held by her hands under the knees. It would get him much deeper than before, and the size was also expanding inside of her.

Abruptly, as she breathed in deeply for the orgasm that was going to take her breath away, he pulled out and aimed it downwards on her stomach, where the strong force coated her tummy with the hot cum. She rubbed the sticky substance over herself and went for a shower after, while he tidied the bed up so they could sleep. They had a few more drinks from his fridge after they snuggled into the cosy bed, and made out for a bit before going to bed.

In the morning, she left for home and got changed for work, still bearing thoughts of the merciless sex that her pussy got, extremely addictive doing it with someone she shouldn’t. How had she wished she brought another pair of panties to work, cause it got wet even before she alighted the bus on her way to her office.

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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.