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Ocean Two

The strange woman entered the house again and went into my parents’ bedroom, where Dad was home earlier than usual. She was much younger than mum but wore really fashionable clothes. Short skirts, see through tops, black bra. The unmistakable sex sounds came out loudly from the room and I couldn’t shut the noise out no matter how much I covered my ears.

Girl (whispering): ‘You didn’t tell me your son is home!’
Dad: ‘Fuck! He is?! Son!’

I woke up disgruntled to the obvious cheating act and gave him a ‘what you want’ look. He only whispered into her ear and she came over to my bed, looking at me cooly as if asking for forgiveness.

Girl: ‘You dad and I are good friends. That’s why we meet here. So Mummy won’t suspect that daddy is cheating outside. You are a smart boy right?’

My dad lit a cigarette casually at the door and puffed away from the room. Both adults looking at me quietly.

Me: ‘So? What do you want?’

She pulled my blanket away and looked at my boxers, reaching into the thighs to my dick. My dad walked away after she started and closed the door until a small gap remained. She was quick to get my cock hard and going, pumping it with the pre-cum I gave her.

Me: ‘You are doing this to get my cooperation?’
Girl: ‘Does it work?’

She pulled down the waistband from under and bent over my cock, starting with a deep throat I never experienced before. She was around 25 or so from her figure, and her fair skin didn’t looked as weathered as mum. I wasn’t thinking straight when she moved faster, right to the moment I was about to cum. She then just stopped.

Girl: ‘Shooting soon? Like father like son huh?’
Me: ‘You can tell?’
Girl: ‘Of course.’

She pulled me to the edge of the bed and rolled my study desk chair over, bending her chest on it. I raised her skirt to see her pantyless state and a reddish pussy peeped at me. My dad.. just fucked her this hard? She looked so beautiful down there despite the bushiness, but the puffy lips were so alluring.

Girl: ‘Put it in?’
Me: ‘No condoms?’
Girl: ‘I’m on the pill. Can’t get pregnant. Shoot it all inside me.’

I moved my ass nearer to her and sank into the warm hole, wet to a perfect amount. She rocked her ass a few times backwards but I found myself moving involuntarily. Thrusting faster and faster, I lost my mind when that enclosed fleshy cunt devoured me. She felt really good and I was just engrossed in making her moan.

The tighter she got, the faster I went. Things were so blurry and awesome at the same time, but the end was nearing as I went mad. ‘Oh yes! Fuck me baby!’, she called out as I was about to cum, burying my cock in long strokes deeply inside her. The first squirt came along with my forward thrust and I just pushed it in, cumming for as long as she kept milking me.

I fell back before the last twitch could happen and she just sat on my lap for a moment, grinding in circles to make sure I was done. A tight squeeze then came at the base, and she lifted herself away slowly, carrying all my seeds and cum with her.

Clean! That was how my little one looked when she pulled her skirt down. I held up my pinky to her and we made a promise. My dad left the house for a while before apologising to me, and was about to promise that he would never bring another woman into the house again.

Me: ‘Dad, but I made a promise to keep your secret. If she don’t come back, I’ll be breaking my promise right?’

He patted my head and we spoke about it for a while longer. Conclusion? She’s welcome anytime mum is not home. Even if she is, that lady is around my age to be my ‘girlfriend’. Woah, dad’s mistress is fucking me openly?

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Good Sexpension

Janice (whispering): ‘Fuck me now.. ‘

She pulled up her flaring mini dress and started touching her pantyless crotch, giving off purr-like moans in the privacy of his car. He slouched lower on the backseat and undid his jeans, whipping his cock out to fill the car with a salty scent.

The excited girlfriend went between the two front seat and used the headrest for support, while lowering her hips over his erection. Slowly, Ron made exasperating loud breaths as his cock disappeared into her, interlocking their genitals in his ride.

She leaned over the gearbox for him and let him hold her waist, guiding her higher as he got into position. Pumping furiously at his teasing girl, she was blasting groans above the volume of his music. The intensity he was pumping at, was possibly highlighting their vigorous activity from the bouncy suspensions.

Ron felt her tightness increasing as he thrust harder, fulfilling the definition of the ‘quickie’ they were having.

Janice (moaning): ‘I just came! Oh gosh.. ‘

He abruptly shifted her ass down next to where he seated and pulled her shoulder sideways, signalling her turn to finish him off. As soon as she started moving those glossy, pink lips up and down, Ron groaned so hard to her deep throat.

Ron (whispering loudly): ‘Cumming! Cumming!’

The church going lady sucked extra hard at his throbbing cock to intensify the powerful jets of cum filling her mouth, very quickly making Ron beg for mercy. She kept sucking on his expended rod till he pushed her away, but got her back into his arms for a tight hug.

Janice (panting): ‘Someone just went crazy huh?’

He held her for a long while before they drove off, sending her home first in that short, black dress ending way too high above her knees.

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Meal for Feel

Sophia: ‘Thanks for the food tonight. If not my kids will be hungry tonight.’

The 38 year old mother rested her head on my shoulder as we sat in front of the TV, hunger satisfied from the sticks of satay we devoured. To think it all began with her clothes falling onto mine (from upstairs), her girl was sensible enough to listen to her mum as well, evacuating my flat once she got two plates of food.

That thin shirt on her body was really the typical ‘auntie’ outfit, with a pair of floral shorts covering her wide hips. She did not take long to slip her weathered fingers into my shorts, caressing the growing manhood in her cold palm. Her husband was those men who makes very little, but splurges more on himself than his family.

She had to rely on welfare assistance and use that bit of money to support three person, living very simply despite having a big house. My mind was soon distracted when she pulled my shorts down, head sliding over my belly right above my dick.

It was no surprise she could find comfort in me, a single guy capable of renting a whole apartment to myself. A deep breath filled up my lungs when she pushed those thin lips down my shaft, tongue wiping saliva all over the tip. From where I was sitting, I easily poked my hand into her collar and fondled those unpadded boobs, making her squirm while sucking me off.

Sophia: ‘You know.. my husband only treats me as an outlet for his release. I’ve never felt anything so sexy in a long while.’

Her hand continued masturbating me with the saliva she left, pumping me into a series of tiny twitches. She got on her feet in front of me and stripped her shorts off, baring her shaved pussy for my astonished look.

Me: ‘He wanted you to be shaved?’
Sophia: ‘Nope. I kept it that way so I can wash less underwears. We can’t afford to use the washing machine much.’

I opened my arms for her to walk into and she pulled me down onto the couch, lying over her body, cock dangerously close to her vagina.

Me (whispering): ‘Condoms?’
Sophia: ‘That’s for him to use. Not you.’

I gently angled my hips down and warmed up to her inviting slit, calming my senses till they were completely relaxed. Her calves wrapped around my back as I began thrusting, moans entering my ears to tell me how great I was going. She was exceptionally tight after having two kids, and the compliments she gave totally made me more excited.

Pumping fast and hard into her groin, our eyes locked so intimately we could feel the beasts in us trying to break free. Her matured body, with my energetic thrusts, what could be a better combination?

Her kisses felt really soft on my lips, without so much a hurry nor intrusive tongue actions. If not for those sensual pecking, I would have lasted much more longer than this.

Me (groaning): ‘I can’t hold it anymore.’
Sophia (whispering): ‘I’m on the pill.’

She raised her arms to the armrest above her head and jerked her body in the opposite direction, till I fell hard on top of her chest. Panting and cumming and groaning, her tightness was forcing every drop out of me with a slight suction.

The orgasmic look on her face was so mesmerising I couldn’t stop staring for the next few minutes.

Me (panting): ‘Did you cum?’
Sophia: ‘Not really. But I’m happy that you did.’

She put on her shorts (and panties) while I disappeared into the bathroom, to see her doing the dishes at the sink when I was done washing. I did the drying to clear the basin and she left after giving me a goodbye kiss.

The next evening, I invited the two girls and her over for dinner again. It is definitely better to exhaust my groceries faster so there will be fresh ingredients every meal. Sophia stayed a bit longer to do some ‘housework’ in return, while her two girls went home to finish their homework.

This time, we used the bed.

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Uniform Coincidence

Nigel was all self-conscious when he walked through the bus interchange with the 16 year old in her school uniform. Not only he was wearing the No. 4 uniform, the ‘two bars’ made it even worse if anyone were to catch him in the ‘act’. They walked suspiciously like strangers but not strangers, side by side and talking about their plans they discussed online. Since he got enlisted till he got his rank (about to ORD), he had little freedom posted to a BMTC school.

As for Emily, she came from a neighbourhood school in the vicinity and decided to meet him, having a slight fetish for men in uniformm. The sound of ‘Officer in SAF’ totally caught her attention, knowing full well of the tough training they had to go through. Simply looking at his fit arms turned her on so much on the walk home.

Nigel: ‘How do you know this place?’
Emily: ‘My ex and I use to come here.’

She casually put her tote bag down and untied her pony tail, waving her head to free those tangled locks. The NS guy became the one to get paranoid and used his ‘tracking skills’ to see if the households below them were home. The lack of shoes, darkness under the doors, eerie silence, gave him all the assurance he needed.

Emily: ‘So, are those pants designed to be taken off in a flash?’

He put his assault bag down and stood on stable ground, just two steps away from where she sat legs tucked to a side. He showed her the three-buttons design for the crotch, citing ‘stealth’ for the reason not to use a zipper. She quickly got to unbutton them and he just let her, showing her a trimmed patch of pubes as soon as she opened wider. She left his pants at her knees and asked about the compression boxers, to get an explanation about ‘abrasions’.

She soon got that down to his thighs and a flaccid 2 inch awed her. Not sure of how to reduce the damage if he was caught, not-doing-anything seems to be the best idea. Emily touched his cock and inspected it all over, only to see ‘him’ rise in her hand.

Nigel: ‘Are you wearing shorts under?’
Emily: ‘Just panties. Do you want to see them?’
Nigel: ‘Can I?’

She immediately stripped them off under her green skirt and gave it to him, where he turned it inside out to see the wet stains at her groin. The embarrassed girl took his hand and slipped it under her skirt, splatting his fingers on the mess between her legs. His erection grew harder and he kneeled before her, rubbing her clit while she jerked him slowly.

Nigel: ‘Are you still up to let me taste her?’
Emily (whispering): ‘I was hoping you didn’t forget that.’

She leaned back on the edges and let him sit under her, holding her own knees wide so he could burying his face into her. Large deep breaths came as soon as he started slurping around, nose working with his tongue to catch all her juices. Emily couldn’t fight the urge to caress her own boobs and went under her buttoned shirt to hold them, fingers moving obviously under the white top.

After five minutes, the breathless officer appeared in her face to wipe his mouth, tempting her to kiss him. They just did exactly that and he felt better, knowing that she was as consensual as him. Their intense tongue fight brought their hips together and she carefully pointed his dick at her pussy, awaiting his victory in the final battle of ‘right’ versus ‘good’.

Their mouths broke free when she gasped to the first inch poking into her, stretching and holding those thin, developing flesh apart to accommodate his girth. Extra juices leaked to lubricate his entry and her toes almost cramped up when he completed his ‘invasion’.

Emily (whispering): ‘Can I hug you?’
Nigel: ‘Hold tight then.’

Her legs went behind his back and she wrapped her arms tighter around his neck. He picked her up easily and turned around to sit on her previous position, holding her connected body firmly by the waist. That waist was the smallest he had felt and possibly ever might feel – 23 in’. Her feet was on the ground ready to lift but he wasn’t done yet. The small buttons on her shirt popped apart and he raised those bras away, to suck on the twenty-cents sized nipples.

Just as he got started, his hands moved her ass along the baggy trousers to slide her back and forth, sticking that cock of his repeatedly into her. That little head of hers couldn’t bear that sensual teasing at all and she did a little squat over his lap, for him to jerk his hips upwards instead.

He had to use some force to jab it in against the tight muscles, blasting euphoria into both of them at the same time. The bench-press he did in camp was useful for the first time combined with her little hops, lasting for a few intense minutes. He held her down for the last thrust and picked her up, leading her to a flat ground in front of the small horizontal connecting railing.

Emily: ‘Doggy?’
Nigel: ‘Yupp!’

He slammed his cock into her legs without waiting and caught her looking back, biting her lips and moaning softly. The sight of a uniformed man pumping with his two years of physical training, was too good to miss. He was perfectly blurring her vision with that size, and occasionally giving her the much anticipated orgasms too.

Emily (moaning): ‘Are you cumming soon? I’m getting sore there.’
Nigel (groaning): ‘A bit more!’

He grabbed her hair and yanked them backwards, unleashing his x-th number of days of sexual tension. Emily experienced the deepest penetration beyond what her fingers gave her and gave off a few unrestrained moans, scaring Nigel for a bit.

Nigel (whispering): ‘I’m cumming!’

He warned her as his dick slipped out of her slit, ‘jumping’ up and down for the finale. She went to the steps and asked him to stand over her, while she jerked him off pointing at her lips.

Nigel: ‘In your mouth?’
Emily: ‘Don’t guys always want that? We don’t need to clean up too.’

Upon hearing that, he backed off her and went back to the rails. He waved her over and wrapped her hand over his dick, pumping towards the ‘one-way’ tunnel down the centre of the stairs. ‘Oh!’, she eureka-ed and proceeded to manually finish him off, spraying his load down the interestingly fall to the first floor. Only of course, none reached that far.

She held up her dirty hand (with some cum) and pouted at him, only to see him pat her undies free of dust to give it to her. The school girl was so surprised at how resourceful he was, cleaning his dick after her hands were dried. They got dressed and he was allowed to keep her thongs, a frilly designed one.

Emily: ‘Put it around your dick and balls when you go for training. Then you won’t get abrasions!’
Nigel: ‘Idea too.’

They walked out of the lift one after another and stole a kiss near her house, making his way home after a satisfied relieve. A 22 year old officer, with a 15 year old student. She’s as addicted to him as he is to her. Manageable for now.

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The Last Stand

Me: ‘Baby! I can’t take it anymore!’

Her head just kept bobbing up and down over my dick that just finished unloading his third round, my eyes barely opening to her sudden deep throat. The buzzing of the toy inside her was still going as strongly as when I first inserted, causing her to be so crazy after her long holiday.

She massaged my lubricant-covered dick as she climbed over my body, squatting next to my hips while sitting backwards. Sliding my long but soft rod into her, she positioned herself upright pressing on my belly.

Me (groaning): ‘Condoms!’
Baby: ‘I’m sure there’s nothing left inside you.’

The grin was unmistakable as she hardened my cock inside her, grinding back and forth to tease my weak spots. My neck was strained from the intense pleasure shooting through my body, but there was no denying I got hard even after cumming so much.

She grabbed my wrists with her wet hands and pulled me up, while she fell onto her back. Cupping my palms over her D cups, they were my only support as I slid my ass along the crumpled bedsheets. Thrusting in and out of her warm pussy, she was just getting her needs met. I leaned towards her head to reposition my angle, slaming my cock horizontally downwards to make her scream.

Holding my blanket between her teeth, agonising groans were kept to minimal volume while our hips slapped repeatedly. I was so tired but angsty about her vigour that I ended the streak halfway, commanding her in an unexpected stern tone to ‘get into doggy’. Baby excitedly felt my energetic return and turned over obediently.

I rammed my cock into her pussy before she was in position, sending screams into the air while she fell into the pillow. Hammering waves through her body, the clenched fist only spurred me on to go faster. As her vagina hindered my entries with a merciless closure, I delivered my hardest strokes, to counter her gentle rejection.

Me (moaning): ‘I’m gonna cum now Baby!’

I held her waist onto my groin as she tried to escape, pumping whatever left inside into her body. The strongest orgasm took 10% of my life away and I let my body fall backwards, popping out of her vagina in a cutesy fashion.

Baby remained in her position for at least five minutes before turning herself towards me, crawling into my arms tiredly.

Baby (whispering): ‘Let’s sleep.. ‘

I used my last bit of energy to return the powerless dildo into her pussy, before she kissed me goodnight.

Me (whispering): ‘Goodnight baby.’