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True Love

Eugene had resigned from his job that was constantly having internal conflict, and his education level did not make things any easier to find his next job easily. His girlfriend, Sarah, was a high maintenance girl who often go for branded goods, and he was even more worried about her leaving him for the long line of suitors who had more money and time. Although she seldom bothered Eugene with any demands, he still occasionally spent lavishly on her lifestyle just to keep her smiling.

After he was jobless, she had spent more time with him, discussing about his next course of action. Strangely, she did not express any disappointment nor signs of breaking up with him.

Eugene: ‘I think I’ll be taking a few weeks off to rest. I have some obligations to fulfil in my previous company as well.’

Sarah: ‘Does that mean you’ll spend more time at home doing nothing?’

Eugene: ‘Probably. I’m sorry for.. ‘

Sarah: ‘It’s okay. You need to rest. So I can stay at your place for now?’

Eugene nodded with a vexed expression about putting his girlfriend in such a sorrowful state. She had brought a luggage to his place the next day, and unpacked her clothes into his near-empty wardrobe. She had remained devoted by his side throughout, cooking and cleaning his place, very unlike of her. Imagine a sweet looking girl, with a model-like body with a nature given 24 hour make up face.

That first night they slept together, she entered the bedroom after doing the dishes, walking into Eugene using his laptop on job sites. Grabbing a few pieces of clothes from her stash, Sarah just went into the shower and cleaned up. About thirty minutes later, she came out with a nightgown in a tube dress design, lacy blue across her 34B breasts, and pink translucent material running down her waist.

Sarah: ‘Let’s enjoy ourselves tonight? I don’t like it when you look so stressed.’

Eugene: ‘Getting a job will make everything easier.’

Sarah: ‘So you don’t think I can make things easier?’

Eugene: ‘I don’t mean it that way.’

She climbed onto the bed and crawled like a tigress towards him, pulling the blanket covering his lower half away. He was wearing a pair of loose boxers, exactly how Sarah wished it to be. His limbs laid lifeless by the side and she proceeded to remove his boxers, slightly excited by his flaccid rod. It meant she could have the chance to work her magic to get him up.

She opened his legs and sat between, hands resting on his thighs. Her head lowered itself over his rod and a little suction brought his lump into her mouth. Sucking on it like a lollipop, her tongue ran all over until his body accepted the fact that she really wanted it. Growing into a monster in her mouth, it was easier to accommodate his size which she normally couldn’t. Sarah’s head bounced non-stop up and down over his dick, making him struggle like a girl having orgasms. How he wished that blowjob would last a lifetime.

Sarah: ‘Fuck me now?’

Like an enraged bear, his hands went under her arms and pulled her to his face. The kiss was the only gentleness she would feel that night. He flipped her onto the bed and went on top of her, yanking her dress to her sleek waist before his dry dick dipped into her cunt. She wasn’t that wet yet, just a little moist from those dirty thoughts in her mind. The slight friction actually turned them on even more, and he rammed hard knowing that her juices would soon change things.

No man could ever take the sight of a FHM equivalent model moaning in front. Her legs were in the air, jerking from the hard thrusts he was giving. Her helpless pussy just kept leaking juices to relieve the overwhelming stretching of her vagina, and the high speed he got into. Her eyes rolled up in ecstacy, and was contracting all over that monster cock.

Eugene felt way better than before, pounding his little girl and hearing how much she enjoyed herself. Suddenly, in a pleading voice, Sarah asked him to stop. As her boyfriend, he immediately pulled himself out and laid on the bed, right next to her. He took her into his arms and cuddled, while his hand reached down for her pussy for a massage.

Eugene: ‘Painful?’

Sarah: ‘No. But it’s my turn now!’

She went on her fours and jumped on top of him, sitting backwards over his shrinking dick. A short handjob quickly brought him back to size and she was grinding and moaning in no time. The smile on his face would not go away with that beautiful scene before his eyes. He could feel her climaxing from the tight squeezing of her pussy, and he knew the end was nearing.

Sarah: ‘Are you cumming soon?’

Eugene: ‘How do you know?’

Sarah: ‘We’ve been fucking for so long now. Of course I’d know.’

She dismounted and went back to th initial blowjob position, sucking down deep on his rod, going as fast as she could without choking. Although she was tired, her dripping pussy kept reminding her about the load she was dying to taste.

Eugene (whispering): ‘Cumming!’

She wrapped her fingers around the base of his dick and pulled herslef together for the gush of cum that flooded her mouth. Her mind was all blank with that erotic scent of his semen and her mouth was filling up quickly. Just before her lips gave way, he ended the rapid fire and let her handle the mouthful of goodness.

Sarah pulled her mouth away with her lips closed, and fell on her back onto the pillows. She opened her mouth for him and then swallowed all of it, with a bitter expression. His hand went back between her legs to massage and she cleaned his dick up with the blanket strewn around.

Sarah: ‘While you’re home, let’s have lots of sex.’

Eugene: ‘I know I am the luckiest guy in the world, with a girl that loves me more than herself.’

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Alpha Cat

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cat: ‘Masturbate with me?’

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

Cedric: ‘I can’t take it anymore.’

Cat: ‘Wait for me.’

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

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

Cat: ‘Close your eyes.’

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

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

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

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

Cat: ‘Can’t move? Good.’

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

Cat: ‘Don’t worry. I won’t hurt you.’

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

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

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

Cedric: ‘Don’t leave me here.’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Blinded by Lust

The heat on Jacob’s skin woke him up after a night of drinking and as he tried to give the itch on his face a scratch, he realised his wrists were restrained. The blindfold on his eyes were securely wrapped around his head and no amount of struggle could push it higher to let him catch a glimpse of what was happening. Thoughts of being kidnapped ran through his mind and the level of helplessly tore his pride to shreds. The only thing he could remember from the previous night was getting dead drunk with his close girl friend, who did not take so much a sip of beer.

Jacob: ‘Belinda? Are you there?’

Belinda: ‘I’m here.’

Jacob: ‘What is happening? Are you alright? I’m tied up. Are you too?’

Belinda: ‘I’m fine. It’s me who tied you up.’

Jacob: ‘But why?’

Belinda: ‘I hated that bitch who hurt you. You loved her so much, and all she could do was break up with you over another guy. You know how much I liked you right?’

Jacob: ‘But I have never thought you would like me.’

Belinda: ‘Doesn’t matter now. I’m going to have my fill of fun with you.’

The fear of her hurting his vital organ(s?) was more terrifying than anything else. A woman filled with jealousy was not to be meddled with, but the mystery of her intentions was getting his curiosity going. Why did she went this far when she could simply ask him to be with her? Or just get him to have sex. It certainly wasn’t that simple, and what she managed to do, brought his 80kg drunk man to this room, tying him up without him noticing. She must have been very motivated, no matter in a good or bad way.

A cold dash of liquid poured over his chest, trailing all the way down to his dick that had shrunken with fear. His sight was blocked, rendering any views of sexiness useless. How could he get turned on without seeing? One thing that scared him most was the suspicion of having more than Belinda in the room. There could be others too, or worse, another male.

After the liquid stopped, he felt the bed sank under another person’s weight, followed by a feminine hand over his rod.

Belinda: ‘Don’t worry. It’s just you and I. I just want to have fun with you.’

Jacob: ‘Then untie me.’

Belinda: ‘I prefer to dominate.’

A soft whisper of fuck came out of his mouth as her hand began stroking his manhood up and down. The affirmation that it was just them in the room made things felt lighter, but there was no way for him to be totally sure until he could see. A strawberry scent had whiffed up his nose and the lubricant worked well to make the handjob a smooth and calming one.

After one hand, another came to make sure he was getting all hard and ready for whatever that was about to happen. Belinda had not spoken a word since, dutifully jerking his thick rod to its full length. Up to this point, Jacob was dying to see how she looked, or what she wore. Wouldn’t you guys like to know as well?

Both his calves picked up the signals of her placing herself over his legs. Moving a step at a time, her butt had ran up his thighs and over his groin, where she stopped so the next step could take place. Gently, she placed her pussy over the base of his shaft and grind upwards, giving him a feel of the thin material of her underwear. Part of the lacy cut out was scrapping him, but it only made him harder. It was definitely Belinda, or a female, given the fleshy soft butt and narrow contours of the slit he felt under the panties.

Her hand then came into the picture to pull those pesky cloth away from her pussy, and raising herself high enough to let his dickhead penetrate an inch into her. It had never occur to him that he could get so close to a friend he treated as a sister. His impression of her was of a caring, thoughtful lady, who knew him since young. The demure image of her kept him wondering about her true nature, in contrast to whatever he was feeling now. The internal conflict for comprehension was a constant battle to retain his pleasant image of her. But part of him wanted more of the action. Anyway, he was in no position to argue or stop her.

Belinda let her body receive the rest of his shaft and the tiny entrance had kept her tightly wrapped around him. It felt as close as a condom, skin-close, spandex-tight, whichever you guys known it as. A minute later, her butt was on his groin, and her heartbeat could be felt on his dick, in a room so silent and ‘dark’.

Unlike how dominating she was, her hips moved up and down his body, grinding him in the gentlest, feminine mode. As soon as she started, he immediately knew his body would not last. Her pussy was slightly cooler than his dick, and the soft moans had turned him on to the max. He was so sure he would lose control the moment she freed him, if she did. The ride was somewhat torturing as she bounced non-stop on top, pushing his rod in and out of her impossibly tight cunt.

The groans he was giving off had made her much wilder, knowing that he was enjoying her every curve within. The continuous cowgirl ride drove him insane, losing control yet unable to do anything more. Every part of his manhood was screaming for him to give up and cum already, but the tickle at the tip of his dickhead from the bumps in her pussy was toning the urge down. What a struggle. He had never imagined such torment to be even possible.

Soon, she got tired of the long strokes and fucked him by just grinding him along his body. Jacob was relieved of the sensitivity, and could finally cum.

Jacob: ‘Belin, I am going to cum if you keep going.’

Was that sentence even legit? It didn’t sound like he wanted her to continue, or stop. She went on with the same motion until he came, and she spent a few seconds to squeeze every drop out of his rod. There was no signs of satisfaction or orgasm, but he loved how she owned him this way. His abs finally relaxed once the ejaculation died down, and waited for her to dismount the stallion.

But the moment his body calmed down, she adjusted her feet to be on the bed and lifted her pussy slightly higher, only to slam downwards once she got into a squatting position.

Jacob (shouting): ‘Fuck! Stop stop.. I am too sensitive now.’

Nothing went through her ears. The slamming continued until he was almost in tears, his dick had submitted to her, but apparently, it wasn’t enough. The agonising ‘rape’ pressed on and for the first time in his life, he had wished for death to come. His body was shivering helplessly, unable to handle the overdrive. And before he could understand his own limits, a gush of liquid shot out of his dick. It wasn’t urine, because it felt cold when it flowed out of her pussy.

He couldn’t believe he was squirting, but his mind was elsewhere, trying to figure out if there was a temporary death mode. Belinda finally let off an eerie scream as her body climaxed and she fell to the side, just as his dick reached a second orgasm and unloaded a few weak streams of cum over his own body.

The blindfold was raised to his forehead and his right wrist was undone sloppily. Beside him, laid Belinda, wearing the short dress she wore the previous night, drenched in perspiration, panting from the intense finish she received. His dick was reddened to a scary colour, but nonetheless, he was satisfied.

Belinda: ‘Ever did this with your ex?’

Jacob: ‘Nope. Never.’

Belinda: ‘Will you be my boyfriend?’

Jacob: ‘You’ve earned it.’

In a way, she owned him, but it wasn’t sex nor lust that bonded them. He made use of what he learnt from the previous relationship, and gave her a love life she would never regret, even if they weren’t together in the end.

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Early Morning

It was only seven when Rick woke up in the chalet he booked to organise a small gathering with his friends. Although it was still early, there was no one around except for Faith, who was soundly asleep on the bed. Seeing that the comfortable bed was freed, he hopped on it to continue his sleep, away from the mattress that who-knows-how-many has slept on. Just before he could fall back into sleep, Faith rolled over and leaned her face on his arm, hand landing on his chest as though they were a couple. Her faded long t-shirt had raised to her waist, exposing her white FBTs underneath.

Well, Rick’s hard on had began flushing his mind with impure thoughts of taking advantage of this situation, although he knew how risky it was. Her boyfriend was his friend as well, but was out with the rest, probably for breakfast or a morning beach walk. Placing his hand on her thigh, he was getting excited with the fair, shaved legs that flowed up the tight piece of shorts. Gliding upwards, his fingers led the way and he was pleasantly surprised with a lack of the standard netting, or any signs of panties along her hips.

Since he had gone this far, might as well right? Very slowly, he moved his hand to the centre of the shorts, fingers still trying to make out if she was really panty-less. The transition to her pussy met no resistance, not even a g-string. He daringly ran his fingers along her slit, and it woke her up in a jolt.

Faith: ‘Rick! What the fuck!’

His mouth immediately went to hers and kissed hard. He pushed his tongue against her lips while his fingers continued to rub on her pussy. Splitting her pussy with his fingers, the middle finger was vibrating quickly on her clit. In no time, she was giving in to the furious attack of his fingers, lips parting with her hormones raging.

He did not allow her to speak a word, but focused on turning her on until moans began to escape from her sweet smelling face, glowing from the sunlight shooting through the unkempt curtains. Faith had kept her eyes closed from this unwanted foreplay, but there was nothing she could do to herself. Lust was felt in her tongue, brushing at his while her legs parted to welcome him. With the expanded space, he reached deeper down her cunt and pushed a finger into her.

Faith opened her eyes in shock and whispered to stop him. There was no stopping of what he did until he was satisfied, but he listened, and slowed down so she could open herself up to him. Her shirt was lifted up to her chest, and the braless state quickly attracted his lips like bees to flowers. The pink tips erected at the vicious flicks of his tongue, sending her into a shiver while using her hands to push his fingers deeper.

Faith: ‘I want you inside me.’

That sentence needed no reply. Rick undid his pants to his knees and climbed on top of her. The shorts was easily pushed to the side, giving his dick a direct passage to her love hole. With that pussy well lubricated and relaxed. A strong shove sent his meat deep into her and she exclaimed with a muffled scream. He started to ram her hard and sank his stick balls-deep. The slapping sounds was unmistakable. Their bodies were stuck together, hips pounding on the stationary girl with her legs raised in the air.

Suddenly, her phone rang and she sobered up from the frenzy sex they were having.

Faith: ‘Shhh.. boyfriend.’

Rick picked himself up and parked himself inside her, in a sitting position perpendicular.

Faith (over the phone): ‘Hello?.. Just awake.. Rick is downstairs.. Nope. Not hungry.. *silence*’

A do or die thought flashed through Rick’s mind and he began moving in and out of her. Her eyes rolled up in a tremble while she tried to slow her breathing down. The replies she gave was greatly suspicious, but his hands on her ankles had prevented her from kicking him away.

Faith (over the phone): ‘Okay.. see you later.’

She made sure to cut the line before letting her pent up moans echo in the cold room. After the phone call, Rick could tell she was much wilder than before. Her pussy tightened and her body got more sensitive.

Rick: ‘Like it?’
Faith: ‘It’s so scary! But I like it. Let’s change position.’

She turned around on her fours after he pulled out, and kept her knees opened for him to enter. He got into position and thrust his dick in without warning. Her chest jerked backwards onto his body and he made small but quick thrusts into her. The speed was driving her insane, and after a few seconds, her arms were on the bed again, desperately trying to maintain her good impression.

Faith: ‘I can’t take it anymore. Fuck me harder.’

Hearing that, he gladly complied. He shifted his hands from her waist to her shoulders, pulling her backwards to his dick. It was something she had never felt before. He was dipping his way to the deepest spot, never reached before by her boyfriend.

The two bodies pounded like bunnies for at least ten minutes before Faith began to contract her pussy. It was heavenly but devastating to his mind. This lovely girl had been promoted from a good friend, to a lady he could never look at the same way again. She pushed her butt backwards and made him sit on the bed, while her hips shifted to an ankle-sitting position.

Now, he was the one to lay relaxed on the bed while her butt slammed down on his groin. In front of him was his dick, appearing and disappearing like magic.

Rick: ‘Faith.. I am cumming soon.’
Faith: ‘Just shoot. I’m on the pill.’

He raised his hips in synchronisation to her up-down motion, sending his dick deeper into her. Her moans were also increasing in pitch, and body was getting wetter from perspiration. Finally, his cum made their way out and shot into her vagina. All the while he was cumming, she repeatedly moaned I can feel you inside me, oh yes! more more!. She had never appeared his slutty in his eyes, and he loved how crazy she could get. Just as the last squirt squeezed his dick dry, a tad of jealousy brought him back to reality.

She fell forward and crawled away, letting his dick resume it’s upright state and laid in a mess on the bed. He took his time to wear his shorts back, and watched as she adjusted her FBTs.

Rick: ‘Who is better?’
Faith: ‘You. I can still feel your warmth inside me.’
Rick: ‘Why isn’t Sam satisfying you?’
Faith: ‘He is. Just not as long and lasting as you. He can’t go fast too.’

Rick was happy to hear that, but there was little hope of getting her often in future too. He made his way down to the kitchen just as the group came back. Faith too, was at the stairs getting down to the first floor. While the rest unpacked some tidbits, Rick and Faith were alone in the kitchen washing the previous’ day BBQ mess.

Faith (whispering): ‘Now I know who I can find when I need to relieve myself. Sam always said love is not about sex. And I get what he meant. You won’t mind right?’
Rick (whispering loudly): ‘Of course not! He can love you, I can pleasure you.’

He gave a smack on her butt with the rest right outside at the dining table, keeping her a little temptation of their new found connection.

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Deep Enough

This is an incest story between a brother and his sister. Please do not proceed if such storyline offends you.

Late into the night, Roy was woken by weird noises coming from her sister’s room. Ling had brought her boyfriend home for the night and by ten, the tormenting creaking of her bed had stopped and he could finally have an early night before a long day of work the following morning. A faint yellow light glowed under the door, with shadows constantly moving around. Although the noise was fairly quiet, he had decided to check on her to see if she was doing anything unwilling.

The new door knobs worked silently and he pushed the door ajar, unobstructed from any wardrobe. Every room had been renovated two weeks ago for a possible resale, and the two siblings had no idea how long they could still stay there.

From the crack, he saw her sister sitting on the bed, with the rolling laptop desk in front of her. And on it, was a thin dildo about six inches long, stuck firmly on the metal while she went down on it, with her boyfriend beside pushing her head.

Boyfriend (whispering): ‘You can do it. Go deeper.’

Roy’s heart was in pain as he watched how she choked on the rubber stick, while her boyfriend sat next to her, hand between her crossed legs. His other hand was on his dick stroking, in a sick attempt to ‘groom’ Ling for deep throat. After a few tries to get her lips to touch the fake testicles, she gave up and sobbed. All her boyfriend could do was to hug her and she did not seem comforted at all.

All Roy could do was hope she would break up with this jerk, so he could protect her. It was the least he could do before they separated from the custody struggle between their parents. Unknowingly, he lost his balance and leaned on the door, pushing it a distance where her boyfriend spotted him.

Boyfriend: ‘Did we wake you up?’

Roy: ‘I think you should leave her alone for now. She’s not feeling well.’

Boyfriend: ‘We have stopped. Why don’t you comfort her?’

He went to Ling and hugged her standing. The couple could totally make out the hard on under his boxers, poking against her shoulders while he held her head on his stomach.

Boyfriend (whispering slyly): ‘Are you turned on by what you saw?’

Roy: ‘And what did I see?’

Boyfriend: ‘Her blowjob skills?’

Roy did not say a word but sat on the bed. It wasn’t too long before her boyfriend tugged against his shoulders to fall back on the bolster near the wall.

Boyfriend: ‘Why don’t you practice on your brother?’

Her boyfriend proceeded to pin him down by pressing his forearm against his Adam’s apple, rendering him helpless, Roy was at risk of being suffocated if he struggled too. Ling, who remained silent all the while, then reached for his waistband and lowered his boxers to his thighs. Her brother’s dick was far more comforting than her boyfriend who had been pressuring her for sex all these while. Ling took a look at the dildo and then the dick before her. It was similar in length, but slightly wider. The table was moved away and she obediently went down on him, sucking it while letting the meat sink reach down her throat.

Doing a deep throat was more than just the length her body could accommodate through the mouth, it was also greatly affected by the person whom the lady was doing it on. Ling’s brother was much more ideal than her sick-in-the-mind boyfriend. Once she started on him, there was none of that choking or gagging noises, but graceful slurping sounds. Roy was helplessly weak due to the blowjob, having her boyfriend’s arm removed long ago.

Her head bounced up and down in his groin while the lamp broadcasted their motion pictures against the wall in shadows. Somehow during this incestuous action, her boyfriend was gleaming from ear to ear. There was a certain fear in the ambience, one that she could not take it down. All of a sudden, she stopped and got off the bed. The two guys were taken aback, from her courage that never occurred to them that she would have.

Ling: ‘Get out now.’

Boyfriend: ‘Why? We were just getting started. You have to chase your own out?’

Ling (shouting): ‘No! You! Get out of my house now!’

It was her boyfriend who was being targeted. In a fury, he jumped out of the bed and gave a slap across her face. Roy was no pushover as well, getting out and shoving him out of the room, all the way to the main door. He then snatched his bag from his sister’s hand and threw it out of the door, ready to give him a kick if he did not leave. Two against one in ‘away’ venue was never to his advantage. A slam of the door was all that sent him away, possibly never to bother them again.

After he left, Ling broke down in the living room and Roy picked her up, carrying her to her bed before picking up her blanket to tuck her in.

Ling (sobbing): ‘Kor.. I’m sorry. He’s an asshole and I should have listened to you.’

Roy: ‘It’s okay Ling. Just catch some sleep. Tomorrow will be better.’

She couldn’t let him leave just like that. She grabbed him by his arm and did a little throw towards her bed. A swift dodge manoeuvre let him lay down before she jumped on top of him, holding him down with her weight.

Roy: ‘Ling! What are you.. ‘

She slid her butt down his legs and immediately placed her mouth over his dick. Going down all the way, his dick reached a new depth and was granted a deep throat. She went on tirelessly for at least three minutes, sending Roy in and out of trance like sensation. No matter how good it felt, it was wrong to let his sister do this to herself. He finally gathered his energy and pushed her away, leaving her in a scurry to climb back on top of him.

Roy: ‘I should go now. You need some time alone.’

Ling: ‘Kor, please don’t leave me now. I need you here with me.’

Roy: ‘No. This is getting out of hand.’

Ling: ‘Wait.. let me tell you what happened. After he started having sex with me, he had forced me to be on the pill. I had no choice but to listen. If not I will get pregnant. Since then, he went all out to abuse me sexually, and only you can help me now. I want to feel what it is like to ‘make love’.’

In his mind, he was trying hard to resist the temptation of his sister, who was sitting on him in just a tank top, bottomless with her smooth pussy grinding his abs. His body on the other hand, was dying to ‘help’ his sister out.

Seeing that her brother had gone all quiet, she began moving towards his chest, almost sitting on his abs. She then raised her hips and slid lower down his body, placing his tip right at her pussy. To think he would be the one giving in, it was his sister who asked for a favour. And Roy closed his eyes.

The small fleshy opening stretched over his dick as she sat down on it, making the whole descend last while she carefully gave herself to him. Bit by bit, his dick entered her sister and the warmth just took away all of the guilt. Anyway, it was too late. Or was it not?

Just as she began to grind her hips, he held her waist down and stopped her movements. He needed that moment to think, and responded with strength. He sat up and pulled her on his chest. They fell onto the bed and he did a flip, turning around to place her on the pillow while he took the missionary stance.

Roy: ‘Mei, this is just for you.’

That sentence made her pussy contract with gratitude, and he wasted no time in ramming her hard. His rod moved like a piston of a V8 engine, spreading her vagina open and close in high frequency. Ling’s mind was blown away from his vigour and knew he would not stop until his balls were relieved. Her legs were spread to their limits and his hips was banging hard on her bones. It was so deep that her body knew it felt better than her now – ex-boyfriend. It was filled with so much love and concern, dedicated to satisfying her while he enjoyed the ride.

She had been focusing on keeping her body relaxed, so he could last as long as forever. The night slipped away with the two bunnies sucking the lives out of each other, and Roy was more than ready to last. Her vibrating phone was left ignored while they ravaged their newfound relationship. It was pure lust, and a special love between siblings.

Soon, the grandfather clock rang thrice, and Roy’s balls rang once. The one ring was all he needed to know the end was coming, and he went all out, maintain velocity and thrusts towards his objective.

Roy: ‘Mei.. I’m about to finish.’

Ling (whispering): ‘Inside me. Just do it.’

Roy: ‘No.’

He gave her a last thrust and fell away from her. That was not how she expected it would end, but the consideration he had for her was more than enough to assure her of this close contact. It was more than lust and owning her. She picked herself up and crawled towards the panting body. She kept a lips in a pouted shape and kissed the tip. His girth then expanded her lips and she went all the way for him. The deep throat he experienced this time was as good as her pussy. Tight, wet and accommodating.

He held her head in position and moved his hips upwards, driving the metal-hard tool into her mouth. It took him some time, but she was totally devoted to making her brother happy. Roy suddenly tried to lift her mouth away and she fought to keep her lips around his little head, sucking so hard that his load shot strongly into her mouth. His hands gave way and she resumed the mouth fuck, milking him of every drop, leaving him no regrets to this short sexcapade.

He was done after a minute, and she finally gave him his well-deserved break. Sitting opposite him, she stuck her tongue out to show him the load that coated her tongue, with sticky strains between her teeth.

She saw the smile on his face and dived into his arms, where he hugged her for a long time without relaxing a bit of his arms.

Ling: ‘Kor. I love you.’

Roy: ‘I love you too mei.’