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Pharking Groupie

I kept a few feet from Kathy walking in front of me, on one of the long stretches of roads along Pierce Reservoir. Around her neck was a dog collar, with a nylon rope attached and dragging along the asphalt road so no one would see the ‘connection’. As instructed, she wore a wrap dress and brought nothing else, not even her cellphone.

We walked into the carpark before the gates leading to the reservoir, and saw a few cars parked, some with lights on. Heading straight for a white van, I knocked on the door and Tim, one of SBF users, opened and looked out at Kathy.

Tim: ‘Her?’
Me: ‘Yeah.’

Tim shut the door and spoke into the walkie talkie, inaudible from the outside. A moment later, the driver’s seat window wound down and he stuck a thumbs up sign.

Me: ‘Let’s go.’

A tug at the collar nudged her towards the gates and we continued walking. Behind us, Tim and another guy (from another vehicle), took out some orange cones and a sign ‘Closed – No Entry’, hanging it on the swing gates.

They followed us in and Kathy was dropped off at the only pavilion on the fishing grounds. Lit by the street lamps, we could make out a few shadows by the waters, but we had no idea if they were there for night-fishing, or the little activity a few of us had planned.

Once Kathy was seated with Tim and his friend, a cat call was heard and a red light stick waved in the air. Kathy and I was surprised at the number of participants, and even more so when one of them took out metal chains from a rugsack.

There was no gentleness when it comes to pleasure. Kathy was stripped of her dress, leaving her naked. Chains locked her neck, wrists and ankles together, forcing her to lie on her back like an overturned tortise. As part of the act, two of the men grappled me onto a bench and loosely threw a few chains over my wrists, which I pretended to be painful and restrictive.

Me (whispering): ‘Kathy! I only asked for two guys.. I didn’t know.. ‘
Guy: ‘Shut up! Or she will be cut across her face.’

A butterfly knife flashed before her eyes and it was all whispering among the guys. Laying the ground with her dress, they bent her over into doggie and one of them immediately went for her pussy, thrusting so hard Kathy could only scream to alleviate the pain. They surrounded her quickly and her hands and mouth were put to use, causing her body to be stumbling around for balance.

As soon as her vision was blocked, Cindii, a nick I only knew her by, came over to my side. She was Timmy’s daughter, whom he said was caught browsing that adult forum and even having an account on it. Between Tim and I, we had met up a few times to discuss the plan following up to that night.

Never, never, did I expect to see his daughter, a brown skinned Malay Chinese mix to join the fun. My shorts were lowered as she unzipped the bralet she wore, shoving my hands onto her breasts while she went down on me.

Behind the pleasurable blowjob, was Kathy who was gagging and choking. Every time her mouth was free between swapping dicks, moans unlike her reluctance would come out.

Me: ‘Tim!’

He turned to me and saw my side nod, making a clear line of sight from Kathy to me. Trying to hold my grin in, I groaned in an agonising tone.

Me: ‘Kathy! Just give them what they want and it will be over soon.’

A loud slap on her butt cheeks interrupted our conversation, and another guy blocked her vision from me. The mouth sucking me was doing a heavenly job. I could feel her saliva and tongue working in perfection, drawing long strokes up and deep stokes down.

Even Kathy who was ‘gang-raped’, had became docile in listening to their commands, often lined with vulgarities. ‘Go deeper!’ and a pair of hand shoved her mouth down a dick she gagged on. The powerful pumping motion behind her rammed so hard her legs gave way to a split.

Luckily for her dress, her elbows and knees remained unharmed throughout the violent action. The men went in a round robin to get a taste of her pussy, at the same time giving her a fair share of the five cocks. Then, a guy wriggled underneath her boobs and took her pussy. While another man kneeled at her rear, easing himself into her ass she least expected them to go for.

Me: ‘Cindii, lift your skirt up and ride me.’

Her denim miniskirt went to her waist and she squatted over my dick, sinking her body down over my shaft. Once in, I picked her up and went behind the benches, bouncing her up and down in a hug. The 19 year old moaned like never before and the men turned more horny.

The two dicks destroying Kathy’s anus and cunt had knocked her into near-unconsciousness, eyes barely open to see where her only saviour was. Her mouth never had a moment without a dick, just like her pussy.

Just as I let Cindii onto the ground for some doggie lovin’, one of the guys came over to my side and rinsed his cock over the foilage.

Me: ‘Ready to cum?’
Guy: ‘Yeah. We will all shoot into her pussy.’

My cock slid right into Cindii and a yelp fired off the rapid jerks. Her tiny waist was every teenager’s wet dream to hold onto, and Kathy’s figure was ideal for men like her dad’s age. She was turned over on her back once the five men agreed and her legs were pushed all the way to her chest.

One by one, the men pounded her pussy to possibly a burn, while unloading their cum into her to put out the ‘fire’. I was too, about to cum in that devilish body, overwhelming my balance with that tightness. Leaning onto Cindii’s back, I whispered to her that I was cumming.

Cindii (whispering): ‘Inside me please. I.. on the pill.’

I maintained my rhythm as the guys took their turns, until the last person in the queue. I chose his tempo to follow and went faster towards the end, emptying my load into the moaning girl who was rubbing her own clit to cum together.

Having to hold her body for support, I pulled out of her tiny hole and let my cum splatter onto the floor. Panting for air, we returned to the bench and massaged each other’s genitals. Kathy was soon left alone on her dress, lifeless and breathless.

The exhausted lady stuck her arm out at me, and Timmy went to dress her up. Satisfied and happy, Cindii left her number in my phone and I returned to Kathy. The moment she got up on her feet, cum began leaking down her legs and she soaked them up with her dress.

Kathy (tiredly): ‘How are we going home?’
Timmy: ‘J! I have something for her.’

He ran over to us and requested Kathy to open her legs, before pushing a capsule into her pussy.

Me: ‘What’s that?’
Timmy: ‘You’ll know on the way home. Cindii!’

The studious looking girl slapped my butt when passed me and the few cars left together. Without transport, Kathy and I took the same path out, but something else was happening.

About twenty minutes out, her legs began to tremble and watery, whitish liquid flowed down her legs in great volume. Being a few feet behind, I could totally make out what was happening. Her legs opened a little and a hand was between them, rubbing furiously while trying to walk.

Me: ‘Shit. Call your husband on my phone.’

She dialled a number and spoke with a shiver. Her husband would be coming to pick us up and we would just have to wait. As we sat on a curb, she continued masturbating herself, climaxing continuously without saying a word.

The long awaited car finally came and we hopped in. I was dropped off at my place and she remained in the car for the rest of the journey home. Not long later, a Skype call from her account came in and her husband was pounding her from behind.

Kathy (panting): ‘I.. am so horny.. help me.. ‘

Her moans took over and the clit rub-cum-intense sex continued till 2am. By that time, I needed to catch some sleep and turned off the computer. The next day, her husband called on my phone and told me what happened.

Husband (on phone): ‘Kathy was so horny last night she made me cum three times straight. Whatever you guys gave her, I want more of it. She’s at work now, and willing to put a wireless vibrator on. Can you contact the guy who gave her the pill?’

Timmy was more than happy to provide him with more of that, as well as me. Cindii had been at my place for a week now, (imagine how much sex we had) and having orgasms no matter if she touched herself. Well, that is just a preview of a stronger dose of that magic pill.

As for Kathy, I can only say that the only relieve from that pill, is having as many dicks as possible so she can cum until it wears off. That would mean more gangbangs!

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Poly Connections

Me (whispering): ‘Fiona, it’s done.’

The round faced cutie snoring lazily next to be opened her eyes in the most princess-like manner, and looked confused at my gleeful smile. Despite her asking me to help her with her final year project, she actually dozed off as I got started.

I fired up her application and briefly showed her the inner workings, before she took over the mouse to test a few critical features. The smile that came brightened my day, knowing that the most important phase of our poly life was completed.

Fiona was the ‘bimbo’ in our class, that we, the few borderline performing students took care of while the more studious guys raced to the top. Given her looks and wealth, it was no surprise that she was at the mercy of temptation from the smarter groups whom had helped her out albeit with hidden agendas.

Nonetheless, she joined our clique after a few girls warned her about the dangers, living her life out as the entertainment producer and snacks supplier. The few of us stuck together through some of the worst time and in return, we gave her a modified, but working copy of our work whenever we were done.

Now that the submission dates were closing, the top performing students began their holiday while the others struggled. About how I ended up at her place, it was one of the times she needed help again, for her final year project that was unique to every student. Alas, I had done my job of helping this sweet girl out of her misery that cost her many sleepless nights.

She rolled the table away once the codes were saved, and gave me space to lie on. The past three hours had been the most intense, apart from my own project that took more time. Still, I doubt she understood if I told her that her project was easier than mine.

Fiona: ‘Tired?’
Me: ‘A little.’
Fiona: ‘I have asked my maid to cook dinner for you. So you’re staying no matter what.’

Her parents had left her this house to stay in as it was closer to school, while they stayed in another that acted more like a hotel for their busy schedules. Long story short, it was just her and I having dinner in the big empty house.

Fully clothed in shirt and jeans, I shut my eyes for a moment to get those pain out of my eyes that have been staring at her Mac screen for the past few hours. She had already changed into a light blue nightie before her nap, leaving me to be the only one tired.

For someone like me, I had never dreamed of bedding her. Yes she has the figure, has the looks, does not have the maturity, probably inexperienced in the eyes of wolves too. But it was her status that I felt superiorly inferior to. Her family, her wealth, her need to study, man. I could only wish to be like her.

In the queen sized luxurious bed, the comfort of it had long drawn me deep into the mattress. It was a hotel bed at home – for me. The outspoken gorgeous girl tucked me under her blanket and snuggled closer to me, whispering words of thanks into my ears.

Given how (physically) close we were, we could have fucked right there and then. But she did not move anywhere else, till I was sleeping. A hand had brushed over my groin, waking me up to a drowsy but awake state of mind. The loosening of my belt relieved the tightness around my waist, and the buttons of my jeans popping free got the best of my curiosity.

Me (whispering): ‘Hey. Don’t. Just sleep?’
Fiona: ‘You sleep. I have some confessions to do.’

She wriggled her hand into my underwear with a grin I couldn’t ignore, wrapping her fingers carefully around my growing manhood. As my cock rose, my undies and jeans were lowered to my thighs, where I could kick them away without assistance.

She then brought my procrastinating clenched fist to her chest, opening them up to cup over her wondrous blossoms. How could I resist squeezing them? As I kneaded the fleshy full lumps gently, her sensual moans escaped into my ears. My massaging hand glided along her satin nightie and went under it, feeling all of her smooth skin under my palm.

First, it was her boobs I fondled and teased. Next, it was her pussy. The tiny silk panties did not stay long on her once I lowered them, freeing her groin for something more useful – my fingers.

Her legs parted upon touching her clit, and moving my fingers in circles kept her moaning and gasping. This mutual masturbation part was soon driving us crazy, and she was jerking me in an awkward grip.

Me (whispering): ‘Have you done a handjob before?’
Fiona (whispering): ‘No. You’re my first.’
Me (whispering): ‘What about your ex? Anyone touched you like this before?’

She hugged my arm closer and whispered, ‘no. You’re still the first’. She stopped stroking and pulled the blanket away, before bringing her head to my waist. Her mouth went over my dick immediately and her tongue came forth for the recee. The graceful swirls, the inquisitive licks, the painless nibbling, I was going out of my mind with her tease.

As my body began trembling from sensitivity, her lips glided down my hard shaft and relieved it of her torture. It was so soothing and she got the message quickly. Her lips went up and down a few more times, before I stopped her. Not being used to receiving blowjobs, she returned to my side and it was my turn to go down on her.

Kneeling between her legs, I raised her knees and went down on her clit. A loud moan came as I began with letter A, feeling the beauty of cunnilingus by a soft, slippery wet organ. The neutral taste of slimy cum lubricated my lips and her opened legs provided ample space to breath and lick. There was no stopping once she felt how good it was, and the orgasms that came totally got her addicted to it.

We managed to get to Z with three orgasms from the innocent girl’s body, before she had to push me away for the same reason – oversensitivity. We laid in each other’s arms while our hands continued massaging, and it was a moment we knew could last forever.

Fiona: ‘J, I want to make you cum can?’

Faced with a first timer, it was important to me that she felt confident about handling guys. I got her to sit between my legs, and put a few pillows under my hips. Like a dining table, she was holding onto my rod at an angle she could suck at, or just jerk me off.

Then, her mouth went over my cock again, and used her other hand to caress my balls. Between the blow and handjobs, my eyes were on her. The mesmerising sight of a rich, young girl, sucking off a guy who was clearly not as lucky as her. The domination-like feeling really got to my balls as I began feeling bad for her.

Before long, she stopped fondling my testicles and went between her legs, masturbating herself while I was groaning in ecstacy. Damn, this firing squad would summarise the end of our little escapade.

Me (panting): ‘Fion, I’m about to cum!’

Her head moved faster up and down, bumping her lips in particular over the long shaft under the hood. Just as I was about to cum, she parked her lips at the tip and circled her tongue around the most sensitive area ever.

A few seconds of that and my hips buckled hard, shaking violently as her cheeks collapsed with a tight suck. Her lips unconsciously kept sliding over the little hood as she struggled with the incoming load, forcing a few more shots out of my deflated balls.

As soon as I was done, I signalled for her to give way to me and she grabbed an empty cup nearby. The huge load of thick, viscous, white cum blobbed into it, and the curious lady just played with it.

Me: ‘Go wash your mouth!’
Fiona: ‘Why? It tasted okay!’
Me: ‘Really? Don’t tell me you are going to..’

She placed the edge of the cup at her lips and took a deep breath, before emptying the content into her throat. The lips-biting expression melted my heart and she jumped into my arms after I opened them. I let her complete the task of submitting her project online.

Sitting behind her with my fingers wriggling in her pussy, playful Fiona was at my mercy as orgasms hit her hard. We were back to ravishing each other once her project was online, flooding her huge room with erotic moans of sexuality.

Fiona (whispering): ‘Shall we use a condom and go all the way this time? You’re tempting me to have sex with you.’

The hornified us didn’t wait for another day to use it, fucking our minds out on her defloration day. Dinner proved to be the hardest part of the day having to hold ourselves back from any playful teasing.

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Robinson Crusoe

Hiding in my tent by the beach, the sound of rain had hid the frantic footsteps till my tent’s entrance was unzipped in a hurry.

Girl (shouting): ‘Sorry! Can we hide here for a while?’

Before I could respond, the two young Chinese girls entered to my half-dressed state, with my top naked. They had those dry-fit shirts and FBTs on, totally opaque to see what they were wearing underneath.

I was eating my dinner from a pan elevated by some rocks, surrounded by my opened, huge sleeping bag.

I had never expected teens their age to come to this lesser-known location, often untold to preserve the peaceful nature reserve. Well, I was there to relax and fish for a few days.

As they were drying their hair with the towels they had in their duffel bags, I quickly put on a shirt and tided my ‘room’.

Girl: ‘I’m Natasha. She’s Rebbecca.’

Rebecca: ‘You can call us Tasha and Becca.’

I replied with my name and shook hands in an unceremonious way, still slightly taken aback by this sudden intrusion. As the rain got heavier, temperature dropped to a level we Singaporeans were never prepared for. Not long after, they had my wooly pullover and sleeping bag around their bodies, shivering under the unhelpful cosies.

Becca (whispering): ‘Are you hungry?’

Tasha (whispering): ‘Duhh.. ‘

They were obviously eyeing my food and I had more than enough to fill my stomach. I grabbed two mess tins that I never planned to get dirty and filled it with rice I brought from mainland. They watched hungrily as the brown, butter sauce was poured over it, along with a thick slice of fish filet.

Without further ado, the two girls ate up and had more drinks, only to slow down once they were filled. Looking happily drunk, I took the mess tins from them and set them aside.

Me: ‘When are you girls going back?’

Becca: ‘Supposed to be an hour ago. But the boat didn’t come. Probably the weather?’

Great. On a secluded island off Indonesia, two girls, one tent. The next day would be the most likely time their boats would come. But not for me. I had no plans on returning till my mood was better.

Tasha: ‘What about you? When are you.. ‘

Me: ‘Shhh!’

I threw a worn shirt over the few light sticks used to lit the tent and we sat motionless. Shouts were heard and flares lit the translucent sheets of the tent to a fiery glow. Then, the shoutings came closer and the girls scurried to my sides, awaiting for explanation.

Both my hands were held in theirs until forty minutes later, when we didn’t hear any noises for the past ten minutes.

Tasha (whispering): ‘What happened?’

Me: ‘They could be hunters, or kids like you girls. This island is known for it’s peacefulness and.. ‘

Guy: ‘Oi! *incomprehensible shoutings*‘

The zip came undone and torches were flashed in our faces.

Guy: ‘J? Is that you?!’

Me: ‘Yeah. Me me.’

Guy: ‘Man. You really hide yourself well. Don’t come out for the rest of the night. Something is happening out here. Do you need anything? Water?’

Me: ‘As you can see, we have plentiful coming from above.’

Guy: ‘Remember what I say! Stay quiet like just now.’

He closed the entrance and shadows circled us a few times before leaving us in the dark again.

Me (whispering): ‘They are the local rangers. Don’t worry. I know that guy.’

The two shaking girls did not move anywhere and each took a mouthful of vodka from the bottle. There was no mistakes to be made about a bottle being handed around in the air.

We adjusted our positions and laid on the thick sleeping bag, jackets and towels pulled over our bodies by the frightened little girls. Having spent most of the day relaxing, the night was a different story for me. Adrenaline was rushing through my head to ensure my own safety, even if these two strangers weren’t around.

I was wide awake when snores started coming, deemed inaudible by the loud splattering of the rain. Just then, I felt a hand moving over my crotch, and turned to see Becca looking at me. Her eyes sparked with admiration, and her hand teased with passion.

In the darkness lit by the moonlight hitting my green tent, her hair ruffled along the groundsheet as our lips met, frolicking in the most unimaginable location, and situation. My hand dug into her tiny beach shorts and felt her stubby pussy, left untrimmed for as long she was here on the island.

After stripping our bottoms away, we carefully removed whatever ‘blanket’ we had over us and I laid on top of her, cutting short on the foreplay once we knew we were ready.

Me (whispering): ‘Condom?’

Becca (whispering): ‘What happens here stays here. Let’s skip that.’

She lifted her shirt to get it out of the way and guided my cock into her pussy. She was warm, wet and accommodating to my graceful entry, deep breaths taking over the moans if not for the dangerous grounds we were on.

Quite ironically, we began fucking in the most intense manner possible, hips slamming onto her groin, cock drilling into her body. It felt heavenly to be doing a warm body amidst the cold weather, calming our adrenaline/ lusting/ grateful rush with this simple act.

Although we could barely see, the involuntary contractions of her pussy on my dick told us more than enough. Her voice grew sexier as she whispered to me, about the ‘thing’ that was enlarging inside her. The wet, slurping sounds did not bother us a bit, as I pounded her as fast as I could.

We spent about ten minutes in the outdoor-indoor missionary position before she signalled a break for us. Her knees went onto the padded sleeping bag and her ass stuck out in the most slutty angle ever. I wasted no time and drove my cock back into her, slapping her ass loudly with my vigour.

The only thing that changed was her tightness, that pushed me to an overbearing state of mind as we fucked. Her friend Tasha, wasn’t even in our presence despite how close we were next to her.

Till then, I did not think about Becca getting her orgasms. I was nearing the edge myself and it was that passionate sex we were having that distracted me from the superficial proof of skills – orgasms.

Becca (whispering): ‘J?’

Me (whispering): ‘Yeah?’

Becca (whispering): ‘I’ll suck you off. You can unload in my mouth.’

I slowed down to a stop in that squeezing tight, addictive cunt of hers. And she patted on the empty spot next to Tasha for me to lie down on. Her mouth came over my dick shortly after and took her time, clearing with some training on her arms that never showed as much a tremble.

Her neck bobbed back and forth, using those agile tongue to pleasure me till I was ready to blow. Then, a hand from the side belonging to Tasha turned me towards her and we kissed.

As I squirted my manmade protein shake into Becca’s mouth, Tasha’s eyes were locked onto mine, gleaming with joy while my body let off a slight tremor. Becca’s mouth pulled away after the collection and she fell by my side, swallowing all of it without effort.

She turned her body towards me and hugged me while going to sleep, and another hand took over my retracting cock. Tasha kept fondling me for the next few hours, while my hand worked tirelessly in her black FBT shorts. We were both horny and overwhelmed by the time sunlight shone onto the waterproof canvas.

Tasha took Becca’s hand and flung it away, waking her up in a disgruntled look while I got worried. I wouldn’t want to be the reason for conflict between these two assumed-BFFs right?

Tasha rolled over my body and yanked my shorts down, while picked kneeled between my legs to strip her own shorts off. She climbed over my tummy and sat over my dick, with it all happening before her friend’s and my eyes.

The moment she started riding me, Becca jumped up and removed her shorts. Squatting over my face, my tongue began work at sunrise, licking the pussy I just fucked earlier while another was bombarding my mind with the juicy sounds.

The two girls had started a fight on each others’ boobs, squeezing and pinching while I was lying helplessly underneath. The pussy before me could only be tasted on and off while she fidgeted, but still managed to experience the increased flow of her pussy juice as Becca came.

*Mmm.. Mmm!*

I could only make those noises as I was about to cum. Not only did Tasha ignore that, she moved even faster, pulling Becca into her arms as they made out. The arms around the girls couldn’t be more sexy to watch. My body shook violently as my cum launched into the outer space, or inner space of her, pumping for as long as she kept grinding on me.

After I was spent and exhausted, or I should say, overwhelmed by the sensitive cock-head, I crawled out from under them and quickly moved to a side. The girls fell onto the ground and stuck their hands into their partners’ pants, fingering each other with a competing expression on their faces.

They only took a few minutes to cum together and the sisterly hug after that was heartwarming to watch. The two messy-haired, crumpled clothed, breathless girls regained their composure and changed into fresh sets of attire in front of me.

A bikini top and bottom for the skinny Becca who added a crotchet crop top and translucent shawl around her waist. A maxi-beach dress without any underwear for Tasha who had beautifully browned complexion. They gave me their Singapore-based contact numbers before leaving for the jetty, where multiple boats awaited the crowd of stranded visitors for departure.

Guy (shouting): ‘J!’

The armed man with two equally equipped teammates walked up to us and put his arms around me.

Guy: ‘So did you guys have fun in the tent?’

The two girls weren’t shy and teased them with details, while I was a little skeptical about his intentions.

Me: ‘So Raj.. what happened last night?’

Raj (whispering): ‘Resistance meet pirates. Pirates no likey resistance. Guess who did the dirty work forrest? And.. terrist a party on the other side of the island. Maybe you should visit. Lotsa girls – naked.’

Rebecca and Natasha left the island after saying goodbyes and I was back at my tent. No I did not visit the party on the other side. Those are for the locals (rangers perhaps?) to jump into.

After two more nights, I returned to civilisation and met up with the girls shortly after. For one, we will be back to that island, albeit on a more secure spot, with some equipments for sex apart from survival.

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A Smile that Lit the World

This special entry is made possible by Eden, whom had described a night with Ena in such details. Brought to you by J in his overly action-packed style, guilty of little-to-no depiction of emotions or whatsoever. Enjoy!

The bubbly, shy blogger could not contain her curiosity any longer, being driven into the town area at noon where she had taken a day off. Breathing deeply, she asked Eden, ‘where are we going?’ He lightly plastered a finger on his lips as he focused on driving, turning into the lobby of a hotel right by the Singapore River.

Ena could not be excited knowing how expensive this place was, not even getting to the part where she felt the most unworthy of being treated like a princess for doing possibly the least amount of work. ‘Are you serious? This place is not cheap you know? And I am so poorly dressed’, she tried to remind him that anywhere else would be alright as he knew how to treat her well.

Eden did not say a word when he alighted, handing the car keys wrapped with a ten dollar note to a waiting valet boy. He left a gap under his arm for Ena to slip hers into and she did so quickly, a little worried about getting seen by anyone.

They walked to the front desk where he told them their name, and an access card was slid to him across the marbled counter. Ena had been looking around the whole time, trying to take in the whole extravaganza. Now breathing even heavier, the music in the elevator steered her mind towards the erotic thoughts of being in total privacy of the hotel room, no matter how basic the class of the room was.

Once they brightened up the room with the card key, Ena suddenly felt her knees went weak, caused by the spaciousness of the room. Her next question, ‘which room is this?’, went unanswered while he peeled her small clutch off her shoulders. Just as she was standing in the corridor dumbfounded, his arms went around her waist and shifted up her voluptuous D cups, kneading them at a gentleness she liked it to be.

In the room, she felt less shy and began releasing the soft, erotic moans, reaching behind her back for his bulge that was pushing against the zips of his pants. He was rock hard and ready for her, like how wet she was for him.

They waded towards the bed and fell face down on the luxurious queen-sized mattress, sinking comfortably in a few inches. As soon as she got on her knees to make way into the centre of the bed, he had slipped the straps of her maxi dress to her shoulders. In little time, she was in her black undies with laces lining the edges.

Eden undid his pants to the floor and jumped into the bed next to her, hands back to her bra cups instantly. Little did he know, that her boobs were more arousing that her pussy, and toying with them simply made her reach for her panties to start work immediately.

After spending a bit of time on her chest, he let his fingertips trail down her chest and tummy, into the panties that was all warm and wet. The moment he attacked her erected clit, she slammed her hand onto his underwear where the pain quickly went away with some petting. Her hand disappeared into his briefs too and was jerking him in an erratic motion as he used his middle finger along her slit, teasing her to craziness by going near to her vagina but never into it.

Sure enough, it didn’t take much effort to send Ena into a frenzy, flipping onto her fours over Eden. She peeled those pesky underwear down and lowered her mouth to his rod, where it was throbbing with life in her palm. ‘Ena?’, that being the only word he could say, did not last once her mouth went over his cock, devouring it in one mouth.

Each lap upwards sent him into a little shock that vibrated across her body, turning Ena on even more with his cuteness. She had learnt that, the reason he loved teasing, was cause he would not hold up being teased. Inflicting the pleasure he was weakest to made sense, at the expense of turning her crazy.

With that all figured out, his dick dived deep into her throat without mercy. And that few seconds she had her head down would get him groaning like a girl, totally out of control by just a pair of lips over his rod. Each stroke turned longer when she lifted her lips to his dickhead and went back down deep. Eden had long lost his mind since she pounced on him. Surprisingly, the motivation came from the unexpected treat to a hotel room this posh, one that she knew she had little chance of getting into.

A strong push from Eden turned her onto her back, and her bra and panties came loose with his experienced hands. He disappeared over the edge of the bed and dived into her pussy, licking it thirstily while his hands rolled the pair of tiny nipples, assisted by her strong palms that guided him around.

Her body quickly went into a desperate mode unable to cum, and his tongue simply made it too overbearing for her sensitive clit. Her mind, along with her body, was about to break out into something she had held back from everyone she knew – even Mister.

‘Come!’, she grabbed his wrists and yanked him over her body, falling onto the pair of fleshy cushions he had been playing with. His cock had came dangerously close to her but there was something else they needed to do. Shower? Or condoms? One belonged to Eden, and the other was Ena’s.

Eden fished a pack of condom out of his bag and handed it to Ena, while he took his shirt off. She cheekily rolled it over his cock that wasn’t exactly big nor thick, but nonetheless, it was cute in her eyes. It was that very stick she would lost control to, and at the same time, control him with. Which of the above would he prefer? Ena just couldn’t command any less erotic thoughts in that situation.

They moved to the centre of the bed and her legs went up immediately. His elbows bent her knees to the sides as he leaned his hips at her labia, ready to tear through those checkpoints for immigration. A little help from Ena later, he sank his meat stick into her, that garnered a strange thought from her – to take good care of it.

Ena gave a little squeeze and he began pumping, ramming his cock at her G-spot he accidentally located. Despite not having a ‘large’, he was making her moan in a manner and volume she could never at her own bedroom. That energetic series of thrusts blanked her mind easily, and the hands that landed on her boobs did not ring a bell until he squashed them hard.

Instead of feeling an ache, the pain guided the pleasure from below right up her head, lighting her sanity bulb till it blew her mind. From then, it was pure sex happening in that bedroom. Cold droplets of sweat dripping on her, juices leaking out of control over his shaft that allowed a speed bump. They had become the little bunnies that discovered a new position for mating.

While the intensity took its toll on the pair of sexed-up adults, Eden was barely holding in his load from her increasingly tight vortex. Not long later, he pulled out and fell onto the bed. Ena, still trippy from the incoming waves of pleasure from their earlier act, climbed over his hips and got him in without effort.

She placed his hands on her bouncing boobs and began rocking, eyes closed to shut out the embarrassment from being so wild. Her mind was all over the little Eden sliding across her weak spot, gathering all her sensitivity for yet another orgasm that trembled her body.

They kept at it till about two orgasms later, Eden gave Ena a little pat on her thighs to bring her back. Panting loudly, he told her what he needed to get off his dick, ‘Ena.. I can’t cum like this. It’s too overpowering’. Dismounting with a concerned look, she was ready to let him live out one of his fantasies, ‘how would Eden want to finish off?’

She bit her lips when she heard ‘blowjob?’, and the condom was off. She led him to the edge of the bed and kneeled politely between his legs, tucking her hair behind her ears for a feast.

A lick of her lips brought her mouth over him and she was on her small Slurpee, running her relaxed, soft tongue under his shaft as she bobbed her head faster. The varying suction had him holding onto her boobs so he could remain upright, distracting him from properly massaging her. Well, Ena wasn’t concerned about her own pleasure, since she had too much of it by then.

Instead, she shortened the distance on his shaft and went all out on the portion below his little head. Lots of saliva helped her to continue smoothly, and his hips thrust a little to take some effort off her.

After a full three minutes, his hand went behind her head and held her still, before a strong jet of cum sprayed over her tongue. Since she wasn’t able to move, she used her tongue to tickle his sensitive cock head until every drop was out. A final suck brought him down to the bed and Ena felt confident with his cum in her mouth.

Still untired, she laid next to him close enough to let him hear the ‘big gulp’, shocking Eden into giving her some attention. They took an hour to rest their exhausted body before they got dressed. Of course, Ena had not forgotten the pink Benwa balls he had given her some time back.

As for dinner, the food at the restaurant replenished their energy, while Ena was awkwardly trying to contain her raging hormones. Once they finished their dessert, they made their way back into the room, where they stripped quickly without any underwear on.

Eden helped with getting the toy out and it was wet with a thick coating of clear juices over it. The shower they took together was filled with moans as Ena had a second helping of dessert from his pipe, freshly washed and flavoured with strawberry lubricant.

As for her, Eden went into doggie style with renewed stamina after his initial load, ramming screams into the glass windows of their room. The rest of the night needed no description as they had fun around the superior room, testing the reliability of each furniture.

Ena, if you are reading this, Eden has a message for you.

Although I don’t know when was the last time you were treated like a princess, I certainly hope you felt like one with me. Well, I should say, ‘felt like a princess turning into an empress’. :p The dinner, the company, the fun.. Not knowing when we can meet again, I am sure the impressions you leave on me (and my dick), will last for a long time.

Frankly speaking, I couldn’t forget the scene when you make those cute voice with my fingers wriggling inside you. Till we meet again, let Pinky take care of you. Wear it when you think of me.

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Her Diligent Student

Anson (whispering): ‘Ms. Sharon.. ‘

She had her twelve year old student lower his shorts in the bedroom where they had his Science tuition, hoping to teach him a little about human anatomy before it was covered in his syllabus. The young boy had no clue about the appropriateness of showing his birdie to a lady but there was nothing to be shy about following his teacher’s instructions.

Sharon: ‘Sit on the bed for me.’

He climbed onto his super single bed and Sharon pulled her chair along to the edge, where his legs dangled from. She bent her back down and got close enough to hold his penis, while he leaned slightly backwards. She had gently clamped the tiny wiener between her index and thumb, peeling his foreskin back and watched his expression.

Anson had no idea what was happening except that it felt nice, with a small quiver as she touched the hole where he peed from. It was the first time he had his foreskin exposed to air and it felt calming, as if a new part of his body had been unlocked.

Sharon: ‘How does it feel?’
Anson: ‘It’s nice. And cold.’

She smiled nonchalantly as she worked the excess skin up and down, slowly increasing the bloodflow into his divine sword. As it rose, his eyes were glued to the magical sight, turning Sharon on with his innocence and confused hands that wanted to stop her but couldn’t.

Anson: ‘What is happening to it Ms. Sharon?’
Sharon: ‘It is growing bigger so it is easier to make little Anson feel good.’

She reached into her bag with her other hand and took a bottle of baby oil, dabbing a few drops into the massaging palm. The shy boy gasped loudly as she smeared it over his cock, changing into a jerking motion as he breathed faster.

Sharon: ‘Do you want to help your teacher too?’
Anson: ‘How?’

She stood up and pulled her dress up, revealing a smooth, shaved pussy that got the boy excited to see it up close. Sitting down on her chair, she opened her legs with feet by his hips, and brought his small hand to it. Immediately, he started exploring the puffed labia and quickly moved between the folds, making Sharon moan as he listened to where it made her felt best.

Sharon (whispering): ‘Here here. Keep touching there.’

He got her cue right away and kept his thumb rubbing on her clit, while he was vibrating the bed with her handjob.

Anson: ‘Ms. Sharon, you’re getting wet.’
Sharon: ‘Yeah. So I don’t need any baby oil.’

She moved closer to the bed and they were masturbating each other furiously, with Anson groaning uncontrollably. After a while of not getting her orgasm, her body climbed on top of him and had him hold his dick up.

Anson: ‘Ms. Sharon, are we having sex?’
Sharon: ‘Yes. Does Anson want it? We have to keep it a secret though.’
Anson: ‘I won’t tell anyone.’

Sharon was proud of his quick response and set up her phone by a corner, aimed at their bodies. There was no need to spread her pussy once she felt his tip poke into her, and needed to only lower herself till his short ‘childhood’ was inside.

Almost instantly, Anson was fidgeting harder, accidentally thrusting his cock into the mature vagina of his teacher. Sharon began riding him to curb her fetish and continued without stopping no matter how Anson pleaded.

Anson: ‘Teacher, something is coming out.. I can’t control it.. ‘
Sharon: ‘It’s okay. You can just let it out.’

Half serious half moaning, she wanted to feel his virgin cum so badly. It would be a spectacular sensation to feel a little boy’s cum make a creampie out of her too. Poor Anson was flipping his body left and right, unable to comprehend what was this terrifying end he was being dragged into.

No doubt Sharon could not get an orgasm out of him, it was more important to have his little gun firing off inside her. That would also be the first time she would allow anyone to cum in her. Rocking away, he reached for her breasts as his hips jacked upwards into her unsatisfied pussy, head and eyes rolling like going through a spasm, looking most cute in the eyes of his teacher.

Once he had calmed down a little and composed himself, she leaned backwards for her chair, landing on the bouncy seat with strings of cum hanging between their genitals.

Sharon: ‘Anson, get up quickly. See what you gave me?’

He held onto her hand and sat upright, looking closely at the yellowish cum that emerged at the entrance of her vagina. The innocent boy reached for it and fondled with his cum, smearing it all over, and soon returned to her clit where he remembered it felt good.

Sharon took over his hand and used his tiny fingers to finger herself, getting so close to shoving his whole hand inside. Well, it was small enough, but she settled for a clitoral orgasm not long after. To relieve her own body’s need, she continued rubbing herself next to Anson on the study table, turning him on without touching him.

Two climaxes later, she was done pleasing herself and the little boy had a hard on under his pants.

Anson: ‘Ms. Sharon. I don’t know why but it’s hard again.’
Sharon: ‘Okay. I want you to go wash it with soap and come back. I’ll do something different.’

He reappeared very quickly and she had him lying flat on his bed this time. Lying between his legs, she took his dick into her mouth and suckled on it, getting all those unwanted fidgeting again.

There wasn’t much length to go deep throat on, and she used her tongue to swirl his stick around her mouth till the same arched-back shoved him deep. The second load then creamed into her mouth in a bigger load with a sweet aftertaste that got Sharon to keep sucking for more.

It was like a dream come true when she swallowed them hungrily, in front of the boy who was hoping to see how much he came. Finally, it was time to end the tuition and they got dressed, without so much a hint that they used the bed.

Anson: ‘How does it taste like Teacher?’
Sharon: ‘It’s sweet. And I like it. Must remember to eat your fruits k?’

The clever body nodded happily and ran out to his mum who returned from grocery shopping, feeling much appreciated by the smile on her little boy.

Anson (whispering): ‘Let me taste you next time k Teacher?’
Sharon: ‘SHHH!’

Said the sexy teenage teacher while looking at the kitchen where his mother was sorting the groceries. Sharon left after her student handed her the school fees for the month, with an additional deposit in her pussy and stomach.

Perhaps it is time for her to go on a fruit and vegetable diet for her little boy.