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Sweet Sweet Sex

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A few minutes of silence later, a buzz woke her up from her dazed state.

Andrew (Whatsapp): ‘You can come up now.’

Samantha went up the block behind the bus stop and joined her sugar daddy who was naked waist down. He cuddled her in his bed and planted kisses all over her forehead, while her hand was fondling that long erection of his.

Andrew: ‘How many times did he cum today?’
Samantha: ‘Twice.’
Andrew: ‘And you still have energy?’
Samantha (whispering): ‘You do right?’

She stripped her skirt off before climbing over his abs, where her jacket came off button by button. His strong hands went over her 34B cups and played with them erotically, juices leaking from her pussy onto him.

Samantha took her time sitting down on his cock, allowing her pussy to stretch wider to accommodate her daddy’s girth. He was after all almost twice her age. Once inside, Andrew sat up and flipped her on the bed. The hip-thrusts forced all the air out of her when he shoved his cock deeper, engaging a rapid fire mode that her eyes quickly rolled white to.

He loved how naturally tight she was, even though she just had sex. The initial few strokes really blew his mind but once properly stretched, it was a condom-tight fit over his rod.

Positioned in push up stance over her shoulders, he picked one of her legs and spread them to the side. Drilling in even deeper, Samantha unknowingly reached for her clit to massage it, brain slowly fucked to a mash. Andrew had lots of energy for her and was displaying it unrestrained. Strokes after strokes, her pussy received the full wrath of it by the non-stop orgasms.

No matter how her pussy contracted, he was not showing any signs of exhaustion. Soon, her other knee was lifted to her chest and he was in way deeper than before in her life. Her pussy was completely exposed and vulnerable to every change in angle, tearing her mind apart from the ferocious ravage.

Dirty words begin to come out of her mouth in a slur, and he was grunting like a bear. His thick cock could only take so much abuse and she was driving him over the edge with her demure expression, lit by the pinkish glow of sex.

Samantha (moaning): ‘I’m going crazy daddy!’
Andrew (groaning): ‘Me too babe. A while more. A while more!’

He shut her legs in midair and a shocked look flashed across her face. He pushed her hips together for the climax of the night and rammed his hips to create the loud slapping noises.

Andrew (shouting): ‘Fuck me babe! Urgh. I’m gonna cum inside you!’
Samantha: ‘Oh yes daddy. Please give me everything!’

His body weight pressed her legs close to her body and their eyes locked in a deadly gaze. As a shiver build up from his hips to his biceps, Samantha gasped and placed her hands over her belly. His cum had began unloading into her and it was in such quantity she had never experienced. His dick slowly slipped out of her as he came, lining her vagina with his man-juice reserved for his sugar baby.

Once he was out, he moved to the pillows where his little girl laid, still shaking from the intense sex they had. Using one of her hands to massage his rod, the other stuck into her pussy, scooping out gooey, thick cum for him to see. ‘Finger-licking good’, was what he saw when she cleaned her fingers with her tongue.

For an after-service treat, she rolled on her side towards him and cleaned his rod too. Apart from cleaning, there was something kinky she always did for him. Since he had more foreskin than any dicks she had came across, she would ‘hide’ his cock under the loose skin, and wriggle her tongue inside the skin-blanket to tease him.

It was never boring to see how a grown man squirm to her mouth. After a ten minute rest, Samantha went to the TV stand and opened the drawer of toys. In one hand was a compact camera, and the other was a bottle of banana lubricant. Just as agreed, she would perform an act of his one-and-only fetish in front of his camera.

Once he got the camera started up and filming, she poured a handful of lubricant and began stroking him. It did not take long for him to achieve maximum hardness again, and her other hand flattened over his dick head.

Samantha: ‘Ready?’
Andrew: ‘Uh huh.’

She started rubbing the tip with her palm and jerked with her other. Girly screams came instantly and his body flipped around uncontrollably. His legs wrapped around her without harm and the camera was held as steady as he could despite the agonising torture he enrolled himself for.

After five minutes of cock-head abuse, his masculine body arched high up before spraying cum into her hand, where she did not stop what she was doing. They kept at it until he came the second time, making Samantha smile widely knowing she did a good job.

By then, he was drained and she was left to clean up the mess. Like a dutiful daughter, she took a shower and tucked him in, before joining him in bed in his arms. A tiny peck ended their monetary relationship and a long night of rest await them.

Samantha (Whatsapp): ‘Goodnight baby love. I’ll drop by in the morning for my ‘breakfast’!’

At 1am, through the opened door of their bedroom, Samantha saw Andrew’s wife coming home, with a young stud holding her weak body. Reeking of alcohol, they entered the opposite room and kinky noises started filling up the house. It was the first time she had seen such thing, and Andrew assured her that nothing uncommon was happening. It was normal for them to have flings outside, especially after he discovered he was impotent and still wanted a baby.

Andrew (whispering): ‘That guy to her is like you to me.’
Samantha (whispering): ‘But.. there is a problem though.’
Andrew: ‘What is it?’
Samantha: ‘They are making me horny again.’

Her hands went to his dick and her pussy again, touching herself and the strong man she dedicated her free time to. With a bit of energy left, he was soon up on his knees as she went on her fours.

Two rooms, four person, sex was occurring in surround-sound.

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Sweet Sweet Love

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Rick (whispering): ‘Lift your leg up.’

Samantha pushed her skirt between her legs and perched one of her feet on the velvety plastic seat of the bus, peering out of the window to take her attention away from what her boyfriend was about to do. He shifted closer to her and crossed his arm over her chest, letting her hug him while his fingers dived under her skirt.

As she felt his middle finger part the fleshy raw folds of her pussy, a little shiver drifted through her body. It was electrifying the first few seconds he played with her clit, but as soon as her juices lubricated his rubbing motion, large breaths of air filled her lungs up with lust. She loved how he would slide up and down her slit, occasionally going close to her love hole but not enter it.

In relative to her grip on his arm, he would relieve her urges by slipping into her pussy, releasing sighing mouthful of air from her mouth. As time passed, she took over control of his movements and guided him deeper. When she was pleased with how well he fingered her, slow and in lengthy strokes, Samantha knew what she had to do. Stretching her arm over to his lap, she gave his little hard on a squeeze through the pants.

Given where they were seated, at the back of the bus, she proceeded to lower the zip and flipped his cock out from the man-thong he wore specially for her. Hard as he was, and it made her really excited about going further with him.

Samantha (whispering): ‘Did you bring it?’

He dug his bag for a small silicon squeeze bottle of lubricant and placed a ten-cent coin worth on her fingertips. Immediately, she went back to the handjob and made things difficult for him to keep the bottle. Anyway, excitement and thrill was what they were after right? With the mutual masturbation ongoing, the pair stayed as motionless as they could from the eyes of the boarding passengers.

Samantha (whispering): ‘I’m cumming!’

He felt her pussy tightened on his fingers and a small gush of juices escaped over his digits. Panting, she turned her attention to him and jerked him faster. Rick had done his part for the public display of intimacy and let her concentrate, with his fingers pinching and rolling her nipples as she pumped his cock.

After five minutes in her trained hand, he was holding her wrist to guide her for the grand finale.

Rick (whispering): ‘Shooting.. shooting.. ‘

She swiped her fringe behind her ears and bent down over his groin, taking his cock into her mouth while continued to stroke her personal sex toy. In less than a minute later, his hips began trembling and cum fired into her sweet pink lips, filling her mouth up with baby-making fluid. Samantha sucked on his tip until every last drop was out, and picked herself up to swallow before his eyes.

Rick (whispering): ‘Good girl.’

They composed themselves from the erotic mess and rested until they reached their stop – in front of a JTC building around his place. Upon alighting, he grabbed her hand and led her into the eerily quiet industrial block through a side gate.

Samantha: ‘Where did you get the access card?’
Rick: ‘From my attachment in poly? I didn’t return it.’

They made their way quickly to the block furthest from any civilisation, and into a corridor behind one of a production office. The leather had cracked on the sofa in the unofficial smoking corner but he wasn’t there to chill. Samantha remained standing by the parapet, still feeling confused to her surprise introduction to this corner of the private estate.

Rick undid his pants and went behind her, flipping her skirt to her waist and attempted to stick his rod into her. Samantha got his cue and shifted herself slightly away from the wall, into standing doggy but chest higher than usual. She guided his dick inside her pussy from between her legs and felt his erection slide up her vagina, clearly thicker than what she tasted in the bus.

The tiny jutting motion was silent on her meaty ass and the view of the carparks and housing blocks was calming to her senses. Rick was totally drawn into her tight pussy and was just slamming his hips onto her. After a few minutes, Samantha turned to the sofa and let her knees rest on the seats, closing her feet under his opened legs.

The sudden pressure on his cock made Rick wilder and he was ramming deeper at a slower speed.

Samantha: ‘You like it baby?’
Rick (grunting): ‘Yeah.’

Her upper body was still upright but the depth of his penetration was delivering timely orgasms to her mind. Gradually, she was overtaken by horniness and the torturous speed of his drilling.

Samantha: ‘Sit on the sofa. I’ll ride you.’

He quickly pulled out of his beloved girlfriend and sat down. Samantha did not waste any time and squatted over his thighs, lowering herself over his upright throbbing stick of meat. His hands on her waist, she wrapped her arms around his neck and really slammed her groin on him. She was deadly tight in this position and the cool breeze and sight kept her relaxed as she fucked him.

In the mix of groans and pleas, she was climaxing at her own pace. Rick was desperately holding on to the last bit of sanity, tempted to be overthrown by her violent cowgirl ride.

Rick: ‘Slow down. It’s getting too sensitive.’

Samantha let her knees touch the rough surface of the sofa and grind on his lap, rocking back and forth while holding his shoulder onto the backrest. In that pose, he stripped her spaghetti top and unhooked her bra, pulling her flare skirt up to her belly button. Just as he fished her denim jacket out of her bag, her pussy suddenly gone super small and sucked him right in, with contractions milking his cock as she tried harder to keep moving.

Rick: ‘Oh shit!’

He lifted her ass up and she jumped off the couch, going on her knees only to miss the first shot of cum. She hastily covered his tool with her mouth and collected the others, swallowing as quickly as he was puffing her cheeks up with semen. As his energy level dwindled, she let him pull her jacket over her arms and shoulders.

Finally, the spent young man was done and the pair sat dishevelled side by side.

Samantha: ‘Am I going home in these?’
Rick: ‘Yupp. You look so sexy like this.’

They rested for a while more before making their way out, and she walked him home before heading to a bus stop.

Samantha (Whatsapp): ‘I’m just done with my boyfriend. Are you at home now?’

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Too Late for CNY

Sen: ‘Hi kor! Happy Chinese New Year!’

My lively 15 year old cousin skipped to the chopping board of unfinished cabbage and continued the work, slicing and dicing them as unevenly as she could. This cousin of mine was close to my family as she loves to cook, dropping by at the most untimely manner when my grandmother prepares dinner. Now that we were all grown up, the only times she visited was during Chinese New Year, but that didn’t dampened her passion for cooking.

Mum: ‘Wei! You two! Stop playing! The veggies are all messed up. Go watch TV and talk to your relatives outside.’

The innocent me was suddenly dragged into the mess Sen caused, and we left the kitchen to the adults whom pretended to listen to my ailing granny’s nagging. As the house was crowded to a point there was no seats left, I went into my room and Sen tagged along. Unlike how she remembered, my room was messier and the only space left was my bed.

Sen: ‘Woah! TV! I can live in your bed forever! Just feed me taogey (bean sprout) and rice and already.’

She jumped into my bed without invitation and I sat at the edge, until she shifted in closer to the wall. Seated side by side, she did all the channel hopping and stopped only when HBO came on. How could anyone resist HBO right? This daring cousin then pulled my blanket over her body, officially stealing my chou chou from me.

Sen: ‘Why your blanket smell like mine?’
Me: ‘How I know? Don’t use it la. Very dirty.’
Sen: ‘I like it!’

It was awkward to be in the same bed with her as the close bond between us had faded with time. Yet it never bothered her that I was more mature and capable of fantasising better. As the day went by, the noisy living room quietened down and she fell asleep, turning to me to hug me like a bolster. When her thigh landed on my crotch, it was what happened next that woke her up. Unable to calm myself down from the sudden attack, a bulge in my shorts poked at her leg.

Instead of ignoring it, she just grabbed it and poked her head out from the edge of the blanket.

Sen (whispering): ‘What’s this? Someone is turned on?’

As the day was still bright, my white blanket was thin enough to let some light through. She disappeared under my blanket and pulled my waistband down, before her cold hand touched me. By then, I had lowered the blanket to let her breath and saw her curious eyes at my rod. The innocent touches she made got me even harder, to a point I had to get out of bed.

After she explored my rod for a bit, she reached into her own skirt and felt around.

Sen (whispering): ‘Kor. I’m wet too. Like you.’

She managed to stretch a strand of pre-cum for me to see and I was at the verge of raping her. She adjusted her height to my shoulders and played with my cock, showing a slutty lip-bite expression while looking at me. I gave in to the temptation right then and reached across for her groin, massaging her warm and moist area of her panties.

Me: ‘Take off your panties.’
Sen: ‘And you lower your shorts.’
Me: ‘Deal.’

We did as agreed and got off to a sensual start, helping each other out in the secrecy of my bedroom. Her clit was overflowing with juices as I rubbed faster, and my cock couldn’t be any more pathetic looking in the red and swollen state. Once she was too hyped up, she took my hand and guided me lower, so I could slip my fingers inside.

A soft, whispering moan escaped and she told me it was the first time she had someone elses’ fingers inside. She was tight and wet, making it tiring to finger her for long period of time.

Sen: ‘You ever had sex?’
Me: ‘Yeah. I’m 26 leh.’
Sen: ‘With someone my age?’
Me: ‘Nope. Underage sex is caning leh.’
Sen (whispering): ‘What if I want it?’

She turned into a little hamster when I climbed over her, spreading her legs out to the sides and touched her pussy with my dick. Her arms tucked cutely into her chest and let her palms hold onto my chest.

Me: ‘It’s going to be scary you know? Maybe painful too.’
Sen: ‘Who says I never had sex before?’

She gave me a grin before pulling my cock painfully at her pussy, dipping it in and using her legs to force my waist down. The initial tightness went away as I pumped her slowly, until she was screaming into my blanket from the pleasurable sex. Her eyes turned white as I shifted the angle of penetration slightly, but she remained as tight as I fingered her.

Gradually, I found a tempo comfortable to pound her in and straightened my body. Flipping one of her legs to the side, her butt became the ‘top’ as I continued to torture her little body. As time went by, she turned herself over and went on her knees. The tiny waist was a treat to hold as I rammed even harder into her, speeding up as my urge came like a wrecking ball.

Me (whispering loudly): ‘Fuck.. I can’t hold it in anymore. Shit!’

With all my mental strength, I pulled out of her and she quickly rolled under my legs. Perched on my pillows, I went on my knees over her chest and she jerked me with both hands.

Sen: ‘My mouth!’

I straightened my back and she sat upright, devouring my cock and stroking me to the final moment. The bursts of cumshots fired safely into her mouth and she swallowed as I came, leaving no trace of evidence of our incestuous fling. As quickly as we started out, we tided everything once I was done and her parents came into the room shortly after.

Me (whispering): ‘Auntie, I think Sen fell asleep when we were watching TV.’
Auntie (whispering): ‘Let her be then. Help me take care of her. We will be leaving first. She knows how to get home.’

I closed the door behind me and walked the visitors out. Once those leaving were gone, I was back into the room, to find Sen naked under the sheets.

Sen (whispering): ‘Still got energy? I heard what my mum said!’

My shorts did not stay on for long before we went for another round of quiet sex, partitioned by just a wall from the heartwarming relatives here to see granny. A part of me says that our bond will be closer than before.

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Missed Connection

A brunette haired girl gave me a longer-than-usual stare before plopping the two thick books in her hands down onto the table. Swiping her sundress over her bum, she took her seat and quickly crossed her long legs before any peeping tom looked up her dress.

Her smooth complexion was hard to ignore when she combed her fringe behind her ears, and out came a notebook and a pencil case to her working desk. I was at the table opposite hers, empty with three available seats but who would join tables when there were others? I continued with my notes taking for an upcoming test and much of the sunny afternoon passed without any interruptions.

After an hour or so, she unfolded her legs and beige showed itself under her dress. She got up and brought her books with her, walking over to my table with an awkward expression.

Girl (whispering): ‘Umm.. I’m so sorry to interrupt. Could you keep an eye on these for me? I need to make a call.’

I nodded discerningly and she went away. Just ten minutes later, she was back and a wide smile made the hot sunlight through the windows slightly more bearable. Her lips whispered a ‘thanks’ to me and she joined me at the study table. How could I remain focused with a beauty before me right?

Girl (whispering): ‘Looks like you’re going to be here for a long time huh?’
Me (whispering): ‘I’m actually almost done.’
Girl: ‘Kaylen’.
Me: ‘J.’

We resumed our own work and stayed quiet until I closed my book, and her vision fixated on me when I replaced the books back on the shelves. By the time I returned, she had her stuff cleared from the table and her books on her lap, as if ready to leave too.

Kaylen: ‘Are you in a rush? Wanna get dinner?’

I had no plans for the evening but I wasn’t sure what she was up to either. Why would she ask me out of so many better looking guys here? Perhaps she was avoiding someone? I agreed and we decided to dine at a coffeeshop nearby. Before we left the library, she needed to visit the toilet and I accompanied her to the entrance.

Barely five seconds after she entered the ladies, her head appeared around the door and held onto my sleeves.

Kaylen (whispering): ‘Come.’

Losing my balance to her tug, I fell in her direction and into the ladies I went, straight into the wider handicap toilet. Before I could make sense of the situation, she had me up against the concrete, tiled wall and her lips came onto my neck. I pushed her an arm’s length away and she reached for my belt immediately, surprised to see it come loose with just a click.

What had gotten into her?

As I let her lower my jeans, I dropped my bag onto the dry floor and hugged her close before more damage was done.

Me (whispering): ‘What are you doing?’
Kaylen (whispering): ‘You? I can’t resist you.’

She held my face between her palms and gazed into my eyes, looking down to my lips and cupped her hand over my underwear.

Kaylen (whispering): ‘Your eyes, your lips, you look so sexy when you are focused.’

Her cold fingernails wriggled into my briefs and she slapped my hands onto her butt. The firm yet fleshy ass, without any underwear on. It wasn’t a beige panties I spotted. It was her pussy!

When I was caught in the drift of her lust, she had taken a seat on the toilet cover, face to face with my cock. Her hand continued to stroke it to its full potential, twitching with excitement and fear at the same time. A few seconds of pause gave her time to accumulate saliva in her lower jaws and she went down on me next.

Sucking with vigour, I was totally lubricated and in a trance from her up-down moving lips, soft tongue gliding underneath my shaft. I slipped my free hands into her spaghetti dress and felt her naked breasts, warm and perky with nipples hard as rock for the tip. Toying with those erected pokey summits, Kaylen went even deeper and flooded my mind with a wave of extra hot throat.

I was done with her mouth after a while and I turned her body so she could lie on the water tank behind her. I dropped onto my knees and opened her legs wide, letting her find something to hold them apart for me. Sweetness was the first flavour I tasted as I brushed my tongue across her slit, tip then going on her clit to vibrate slightly.

She peeled her vaginal flaps open for me and I began cycling through the alphabets, drawing them with my tongue on her pussy. Those hands that dug into my hair was so lively and energetic. She guided my mouth wherever she felt best and her body was trembling with pleasure. It wasn’t long before she was breathless and stopped my licking, staring straight down at me with an anticipating look.

Kaylen (whispering): ‘You are fucking good at this.’

She got off the seat and let me take her place, and got busy on her phone for a moment. When she placed it on the toilet paper holder, did I realised what she just did. Could I be worried when she’s the person with most to lose? She turned herself towards the door and stuck her ass out on me. One hand wrapped around my rod and her feet shuffled to get to the right distance.

Raw and wet, her touching knees forced all the air out of me when she sat over my lap. Once the gasps and moans subsided, I pulled the straps of her dress off and held her gorgeous melons in my hands. As I began to knead them, she started bouncing her ass, slurping me in and out at erratic tempo.

It didn’t take me long to stand up on my feet and had her hold onto the hangers behind the door. With our feet stable on the floor, I pounded her in long strokes that landed gently on her ass, silencing the overwhelming horniness that could heat up the whole toilet. Between our session, people came and went, oblivious to what was happening in the last cubicle.

Kaylen’s juices were leaking all over her legs and I was thrusting in a steady rhythm. She turned over to me after some time and let one of her legs over my arms holding onto her waist. Giving me more space to penetrate deeper, I sank my cock all the way in and hammered the life out of the both of us.

We remained in this position for about five minutes, filled with hot breaths all over each other’s bodies and sweat sticking our clothes together.

Kaylen (whispering): ‘I can’t take this anymore.. My legs are going weak.’
Me (whispering): ‘You came?’
Kaylen (whispering): ‘Duh! A few times already!’
Me (whispering): ‘Then, it’s my turn.’
Kaylen: ‘Sit.’

I pulled my cock out of her and slumped onto the toilet bowl. She pulled her feet out of her flip flops and kneeled on them, before taking my cock into her mouth again. This time, she made me slouch lower so I could get my body straight. Her forehead slammed onto my tummy as she took it down her throat, gagging at the same time as I panted.

As quietly as she could, I was getting mouth-fucked by her. There was no sign of mercy when she fondled my sensitive balls, lips tightly sealed around my shaft. Just as the climax built up, I brushed my hand across her cheek and she knew what I was hinting.

Her mouth stayed at the small head and tongue came to swirl around it, while her hand pumped the rest of the exposed shaft. My eyes had shut themselves in the pure enjoyment of this royal treatment and she was bobbing her head a little to help.

About two minutes later, my body began shaking and my cock thickened momentarily. A strong gush of cum shocked her but she kept her lips closed, still moving along the deadly bump under my penis ‘hood’. The whole ejaculation felt like a long time especially when she did not let go of me, jerking for more cum until my dick was completely shrunkened.

When we were done, she looked around for somewhere to dispose of the cum but she didn’t notice the other use for the toilet I was seating on. So, in a gulp, she swallowed with her neck straightened and straddled over my lap for a rest.

For a good few minutes, we made out with our hands roaming on each other’s genitals, but she was the more accessible one for me to give another orgasm to. At last, she got off me and we dressed up as fast as we could. The escape plan was simple, she left the toilet first and whispered out loud for me to exit when the coast was clear.

Legs tired but mood satisified, we went for our dinner that was filled with chatty conversations about our lives. After that, was a walk through the NPark opposite the library until I was brought to her block unknowingly.

Kaylen: ‘Still available for the night? No one’s home.’

That said, it was an unexpected but rewarding study trip at the library, all the way to her house.

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Fourteen Years

Jason: ‘Where do you want to go?’
Kelly: ‘I don’t know. Just walk around here?’

The small sized, secondary two girl looked even tinier beside the poly student. As they had met some time after school ended, they managed to go home before their date. When Jason spotted Kelly in the shopping mall, he could not believe his eyes. For the first time, she put on make up and wore a revealing spaghetti top, matched with a denim skirt that ended at her thighs, and not forgetting a pair of heels that lengthened her legs even more.

After their dinner, he walked her to her block as it would be easier for her to get home. But being homework-free and given a late night notice to her parents, going home early sounded as boring as an awesome-but-short date for her.

Jason: ‘Eh? How did we end up here?’
Kelly: ‘I want to see from the highest floor here.’
Jason (whispering): ‘And what do you see?’

He stepped behind her and hugged her around her waist, hands cupped together on her groin. Small kisses begin lining from her ears, down her neck and onto her collarbone. The moment her first moan came, his hands opened up and went onto her A cups, fiddling with her nipples under her tube bra.

Kelly (whispering): ‘How do I help you?’
Jason (whispering): ‘Just touch my dick.’

She struggled to undo his belt as he teased her even more, reaching under her skirt and into her panties to come in first contact with her pussy. The length of her slit was so short, quite exactly how her body would be at this age – small and cutesy.

Finally, Jason let go of his first groan when her fingers wrapped around his stick, jerking to the twitches her body was making. As things got heated up, he brought her to the steps nearby and sat down behind her. His fingers focused on her clit this time, attacking the most sensitive spot of the poor girl. Though Kelly had masturbated before, doing it with some experienced was totally different.

Her hands had let go of his cock and was on his neck as she lost control, arching back and forth in time with the orgasms that blew her mind away.

Kelly (moaning): ‘Dear dear.. stop. I can’t take it anymore.’

He pulled his hands away from her wet groin and let her turned sideways towards him. She resumed stroking his cock and he was in full size in just a minute. When friction brought the temperature of her handjob up, she gave her palm a spit and went back to work, surprising Jason with her improvised learning abilities.

Jason: ‘Want to taste it?’
Kelly: ‘Huh. Don’t want. Next time k? When I’m at your place.’

She paid her full attention to his rock hard stick and played with it till Jason was gradually losing grip of himself, groaning loudly as Kelly grinned at her ‘new toy’.

Kelly (whispering): ‘How about having sex? Wanna try it?’

Jason stood up and made her squat over his body, hands opened under her bum to support her lightweight frame. She was instructed to hold onto his knees for balance, but she was also giving him control of her bodyweight.

Jason: ‘Ready?’

His underaged girlfriend nodded and he relaxed his muscles, descending slowly until his tip was at her opening. Jason began to bounce her a little, as more of his cock disappeared into her. Where his hands began in the first place (her ass), how much his hands moved apart represented his size for his defloration act.

Jason: ‘Kelly?’
Kelly: ‘You’re so big! I love it dear!”

He covered her mouth and let her slide all the way down his rod, taking all of his glory into her cave. It resulted in an instant faint moment which he caught her fall, and stayed inside her until she was awake. Kelly knew what just happened and did not want to stop what she started. Holding his neck, she grinded her hips on her and forced her pelvic bone to clamp down on his huge cock.

For Jason, it was overwhelming to be inside such a small girl. His dick stretched her opening to its limit and went at such depth he could not bear either. She felt exactly like a condom that’s self lubricating and masturbating.

With his strength, he stood up and carried her down a flight of stairs, where a huge hold formed a window for breeze to come through. Jason had to bend both knees to let her feet touch the ground, and he changed into standing doggy a while later.

Both hands on her waist, he picked her up and rested her chest on the railings, feet almost 30cm away from the ground. That, besides their difference in height, was also the level their privates were together. She hugged the icy cold rails for her dear life and Jason continued fucking her, driving his cock deep into her premature pussy.

In that short period of time, he had gone through too much for one session. I was referring to the sensitivity, tightness, wetness, and the sick error of pounding his 14 year old girlfriend.

Jason (whispering): ‘Cumming soon Kel!’
Kelly: ‘Let me down. Let me down.’

He gently place her on her feet and let her bring him back to the steps, where she sat between his legs. Her hand never left his dick that was wet with her juices, and she was all care and concerned for him.

Kelly: ‘Where do you want to shoot?’
Jason: ‘In your mouth can?’

There was no hiding from his fantasies. To see his girlfriend, taking that huge load of his in those tiny lips, what could be better? Kelly shook her head hopelessly and went to jerk him off. He never felt any bigger before when he realised she was barely holding onto his thickness. She had to use both hands to reach the moment before Jason came, still a little unwilling to end the night.

Very carefully, she brought her mouth to his dick and sucked on the pee hole, saliva drooling from her lips as her hand continued pumping. In a series of groans and involuntary body jerkings, Kelly at her first taste of cum and instinctively drank it to avoid tasting. By the time Jason stopped struggling, his cum had already when into her nose.

Jason: ‘You.. I don’t know what to say.’
Kelly: ‘Silly, you don’t have to say anything. I love you. This will be our biggest secret k?’

How could he leave her even if he wanted? She had her first vaginal orgasm from the quickie earlier, and he too had his first sexy time with an unbelievable ending with his underaged girlfriend.

If you have a pretty and horny underage girlfriend, what would you guys do?