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Double Entry

(He moaned) ‘Wha.. what am I even.. doing here.. Maeve?’

(Maeve answered) ‘You’re here because you chose to come.’

Despite her head being turned away from me, I could imagine the grin of satisfaction she would purposely show him as she jerked both our cocks at the same time, on the staircase right outside his place. As ‘risky’ as it was on location, the rush of adrenaline was also contributing to her extra-passionate strokes and kisses, especially when she dropped huge blobs of saliva over her hands to keep us lubricated.

While I, for one, was not too particular if I ‘finished’, he was showing much more affection towards her, hugging and kissing and fondling those voluptuous cups his current partner didn’t have. Just as I had allowed her, to allow him access to her body, he held nothing back as he proceeded to slip his fingers in and out of her, driving her crazy with lust.

Within minutes, her head was in his lap, bouncing up and down to loud slurping noises. The combination of those wonder-lips and her playful fingers on his balls quickly made him caved, but not letting him collapse till it was time to.

Once he was too desperate to cum, Maeve turned her attention to me, and climbed on top of my lap for a reverse-cowgirl stance. And in front of her, was where she asked him to be, so she could moan into his cock while riding me to a daze.

Since I was somewhat seated in a 45° angle, I wasn’t exactly taking the full brunt of her pussy. I could understand why she would pick such a dangerous place, because I, myself, would spend countless nights reliving this particular scene again and again, especially when it involved someone so conflicting.

(Maeve asked him halfway) ‘Do you want to cum inside my pussy?’

(He moaned) ‘Yes! Fuck yes! I need to cum inside your pussy.’

(She replied) ‘Too bad.’

It didn’t matter what he wanted, she already had a plan in mind. Sucking faster than before on his dick, he moaned and squirmed for the next few minutes until he gave that defining sigh, blowing his load into her mouth. And immediately, she stood up to kiss him, then held him at an arm’s length, to let his cum spill onto the floor.

Right after that, it was our turn to get into a standing doggy pose, slamming hips together till my glorious load sprayed into her. Out of goodwill, and my surprise, she actually cleaned me up with her mouth, then did the same for him, surely leaving some of my remnants on him.

Despite that, he was still able to put on a smug look, quite the contrast to my victory grin. We left him shortly after and returned to our hotel room, where I fired my remaining shots into the under-appreciated princess.

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Overly-Pleased

(Speaking from sofa) ‘Hi J. Nice to finally meet you.’

Knowing that Felicia probably texted her younger sister that I would be home, I wasn’t too surprise with that greeting. Instead, what I didn’t expect, was to see her sitting on the sofa, with no clothes on.

Before I could process my shock, the new girl whom I have just started dating, but never been to her place, had started taking her clothes off, right at the door.

Little did I expect, to see hangers mounted where the peephole was, they had two wardrobe right next to a shoe cabinet as well. Of course, how else would I feel besides being embarrassed, and further intimidated when Fel helped take my clothes off.

Before I could even step out of my pants, one of her hands was already on my cock, stroking it while she pulled my bottoms away.

(Felicia asked) ‘Mei, can you help me fold his clothes?’

‘Tsk. You always do this one leh.’

Seeing a smaller, splitting body image of Fel surely did (not) help with my hardness, though I won’t have to worry about my wobbly legs. I was seated on the couch in no time, and was getting blown to seventh-heaven. All the while, I was free to stare at anywhere, without a single bit of prejudice.

About ten minutes later, a bedroom door opened and her parents walked out (and in) on us, both naked to their skin as well.

(Dad asked) ‘Hi! So nice to finally meet you. I hope my girls are making you feel at home.’

(I answered in the straightest voice as I could) ‘Yeah sure.. they.. panting definitely are making.. ‘

‘OK son. As long as you are.’

They then went to the kitchen and started preparing dinner, while I was left sprawling on the sofa right next to her younger sister.

(Fel whispered) ‘Shall we go to my room?’

‘Oh yes please.. ‘

(Younger sister shouted) ‘DADDY! MUMMY! JIE IS GOING TO HER ROOM!’

(Dad shouted in reply) ‘J? IS IT OK IF YOU KEEP THINGS OUTSIDE? Just for my sake for now.’

(Fel interrupted) ‘ARGHH! FINE DADDDDD! We’ll be outside.’

She then got up, turned around to the TV, sat over my cock and pasted her back on my chest like a lovey-dovey(??) couple, with our cock and pussy exposed for the most part.

Soon, snacks were served to me and all her mum could say was how well-endowed I was, and how glad she was that her daughter shaved. Everytime I got begin to get soft, Fel to rub her clit along with my balls, massaging me for just long enough to get me hard again.

By the end of the hour (and show), I was more hungry than mentally drained from the constant-fondling. Upon hearing that dinner was almost ready, Felicia laid me down on the couch and took up the middle seat, going onto her fours to give me a good licking-down.

Not long later, I sensed her squirming and fidgeting to something. It did take a little stretching for me to see that her younger sister was actually touching her, in any inappropriate ways that Felicia merely ‘dodged’ (unhelpfully) left and right to.

(Fel moaned in frustration) ‘HEY! Can you just let me concentrate? TCH!’

Jumping up onto her feet, she went sideway-cowgirl on me and just casually rode me, in the presence of her parents and sister. Bombarded with this strange new feeling of embarrassment and embracement, I was lasting longer than usual to the pleasure of my beloved girl.

On top of that, the sister was just incessantly sticking her hand to her clit, rubbing her off as my balls were similarly tackled by her other hand.

While no amount of ‘stop it’ worked, my cry to orgasm definitely spurred little sister to put in more care, forcing me to climax harder than I had ever fantomed.

During our short rest, her dad served up a glass of tea-coloured drinking, insisting that I down it all for my manhood’s sake. For my own well-being, there was nothing I wouldn’t drink, as bitter as it may taste.

After a less-awkward dinner, somewhat due to my desensitising of nudity, I found myself rock solid again. Like I mentioned earlier, everyone was naked, and thankfully – in good figure too.

This time, we were asked to go to her bedroom, while her parents used the living room. Placed on my back, some sheets were thrown over my eyes before the head massage came. And just a few minutes later, another pair of hands ‘surfaced’, at my dick.

Unwilling to know which sister is doing what, I did my best to lie still while a hand-mouth-job was happening. There were times both ends (of my body) disappeared and reappeared, but my concerns were mostly neglible until a pussy went over my cock.

Gasping and wincing away, the fact that both voices were moaning certainly didn’t help at all. I just kept drifting in and out of consciousness until my sperm-pressure rocketed, thereafter granted a momentary pause before I was pushed over the edge.

There was no doubt, that I had emptied my (second) load into a pussy.

(Fel asked hesitantly) ‘Will you let me squeeze your cum into your mouth? Then pass it to my mouth?’

‘Of course. You had it in your mouth so many times. I’d do the same for you.’

A dripping-wet pussy then went over my mouth and stayed there till a pool of creamy-thick liquid was out, then followed by a pair of lips coming on mine to suck it all out.

When I was finally allowed to ‘see’, both girls were seated at the end of the bed, bodies glistening with perspiration from whatever just happened.

(Fel asked) ‘Ok mei. Get out now. And don’t come in until you are ready for bed.

And just like that, her sister left the room and we rested, for a good ten minutes before I was up again, though unsure if I was anymore ready to go (again) than her.

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Gifted

(Rachel asked) ‘OK ready? I’ll ask you to step forward and then you take one step at a time k?’

‘Umm.. ok?’

Heart still racing from her sudden request (for him) to don a blindfold, and cuffs, James could only await further instructions as he heard some shuffling noises on the bed. After what seemed like a long time, he was finally instructed to walk, one step at a time towards the bed he briefly saw.

After a few cautious steps, his knees finally came in contact the soft, thick duvet overhanging the edge of the bed.

(Rachel cont.) ‘Ok. Wait.. right.. there.. ‘

Seconds later, a cold, yet soothing hand went around his cock, guiding little ‘him’ into his rightful place. The idea, of an ‘effortless’ fuck, was consuming him surely, as she maneuvered his dong along the soft, wet slit, right to a little ‘cave’ where he could stay (handsfree) in place.

(She stuttered) ‘Can you.. now slowly.. push yourself in?’

In between her deep breaths and exasperated sighs, he carefully pierced his shaft into her, until he was balls-deep. Without his hands, he had no support, therefore granting her majority of control over how ‘fast’ he could go.

It wasn’t difficult at all for her to rock her body back-and-forth against his groin, slipping that pocket of joy repeatedly over his hard rod. As they found their momentum of push and shove, she was moaning louder and faster, getting significantly wetter as he listened to her erratic breaths.

Despite sensing her ‘interior-pressure’ that resembled an incoming orgasm, she just kept getting tighter, with no end in sight.

Still, his time ran out after an exhausting ten minutes, mainly due to his unspoken intention of not-cumming-before-her.

‘I’m cumming soon dear.. very.. soon.. ‘

‘uh.. huh.. keep.. going.. until the.. the very last.. moaning louder OH FUCK YESSSS.. ‘

Unrelenting in his personal mission, he rammed her as hard as his position allowed him to, pumping until his very last second, where he respectfully pulled out of her.

A few frantic shuffles of sheets later, a mouth went straight over his cock, with a slap on his butt to pull him right down her throat. The change in orifice didn’t alter the fact that he was just seconds before ejaculation, and so he continued thrusting, right up to the end where a huge, rewarding load was blown into her mouth.

(She groaned in satisfaction) ‘MMMMM!’

His wet dick was left flopping in the wind for a while, before it was brought back to town, into a pussy that was still wet for him.

Casually jerking his cock at the gapping pussy, it wasn’t until another pair of hands came to undo his cuffs, did he froze in time. He then pulled the blindfolds off immediately and saw Diane on the bed, naked, with her legs wide open.

(Rachel congratulated) ‘Happy birthday Diane.’

(Diane responded) ‘It’s so sweet of you to do this for me. Thank you.’

Those two phrases, were all James needed to figure out that ‘he’ was Diane’s present, somewhat-unconsensually gifted by Rachel (his girlfriend), although he gained something from it too.

The girls then exchanged a very suspicious kiss on each other’s lips and then disappeared into the shower, where a filled-bathtub was waiting. Although overwhelmed, James had all the time to spot a mobile phone perched in a corner, with a note underneath.

(Note reads) ‘This phone, and that video, is for you. You are the best present any girl could ask for. PS, she has given me permission to record everything.’

Did she just.. pimped him out?

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Sex-ful Marriage

(Ryan chuckling) ‘Hey hey hey.. what are you doing?’

(Aisha replied grinning) ‘Pleasing my husband?’

Reluctant to stop her craziness, he let her peel his shorts down and watched in disbelief as she just leaned over his lap to give him a blowjob – on the bench in a public park.

Dark as it may be, it was the first time he ever saw this kind of ‘enthusiasm’ from her, the Muslim girl he braved all odds to marry. Drifting in and out of sexual consciousness, Ryan was mostly enjoying her skilful tongue while doing his best to keep a lookout.

Although it only lasted five or so minutes, it felt longer for him, who was trapped between excitement and sheer terror. After seeing her wipe her mouth so satisfyingly, he proceeded to wear his pants back, except she wasn’t done with him.

Taking a second glance at their surroundings, Aisha waited for some night-joggers to pass before she hiked her maxi-skirt up, just high enough to reveal the set of soft, perky ass for her husband to grab.

Wasting not a minute more, she straddled onto his lap and tucked his cock right where it belonged, in her mysteriously, overwhelmingly wet pussy, shaved to absolute smoothness for the first time.

(Ryan gasped) ‘You.. you shaved?’

(Aisha shyly replied) ‘uh huh.. you like it?’

The slow, rhythmic bouncing of her ass on his cock soon moved him into the phase of soundless-screams, partly caused by how little sex they had before marriage. As her parents were considered ‘ultra-conservative’, the young couple could only use the other ‘few’ options, which also explains how she got so good with her mouth.

Now, with no strings on them, or her, in particular, she let herself go and began increasing her speed, along with the force she sat on his cock. Engulfed in a fiery-hot pocket of soft flesh, Ryan was literally gasping for air and mercy as she further stimulated her clit.

(Ryan panting) ‘I.. I can’t hold it in anymore!’

Immediately, Aisha jumped onto her feet and went straight onto her knees, taking his engorged loin into her mouth to execute the head-bob-hand-twist-job, his Achilles’ heel for a soul-cleansing orgasm.

No more than two minutes later, he was convulsing as his cock erupted hot lava, direct into his wife’s mouth that was slurping a little too loud for comfort. Half-bobbing, half-stroking, she only ended the assault the moment he went limp, in all his limbs including his third leg.

It was only then, could Aisha sit in peace, knowing that her husband was too drained to think of something else, if anything at all.

Back home, she began the life of a faithful hot wife, wearing only too little at home to keep his eyes, mind and cock focused. And when they are out, only he would know if she wore any lingerie that day, but could still ‘summon’ her at any time, at certain places, for outdoor quickies.

In short, she is like a tamed tigress, only going wild when she is allowed to. Else he won’t have any strength to even leave his house. She is all his anyway.

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Ol’ Days

‘Stand still and?’

(I replied) ‘.. don’t make a sound.. ‘

I was just pleased to get that answer right despite what she was about to do to me, was totally wrong. At that age, I certainly did not know what was ‘that whole thing’ called, and to make matters worse, it made me felt good.

Within minutes of reaching that second-top-most floor where only one of the units were occupied, she had unbuttoned my school shorts, and lowered them to my ankles for me to stand in. My tiny underwear, went down to my knees and remained there, while she gave my weiner a ‘physical’.

Once she was satisfied with my cleanliness, she popped it into her mouth and did weird things to it, mostly using her tongue to swirl, prod, and tickle the tip which made me felt a little dazed. Whenever I looked down (at her), she was always eyeing me, some times in smiles, other times emotionless.

It didn’t take long for me to big and hard, giving her more area to drag her lips along. The wetter I was, the faster she was, the better I felt. My small body (back then) was too easy to hold up, in those instances where I swayed a little off balance.

She would keep moving her mouth up and down, sucking extra hard to make me groan, once in a while not stopping until I begged her to. Repeating that same up-down, in-out motion over and over again, I took about ten minutes to get that rush of energy, building up in my loin before something came forcefully out of the tip.

For one, I never saw what came out throughout the duration she was with us, and not once did she let any of it out her lips. Once done with me, she helped wore my pants back and we returned home, to homemade food I was always so famished for.

When there was no one home, she would take off her shorts and do the housework like that, in just a baggy, oversized shirt. Seeing her bare breasts was a daily occurence, no matter if there was anyone else.

After dinner, she would always help me with my homework, then massaging me through my shorts while she checked it. My mind, had accustomed ‘pleasure’, with the sexual motion of her hand stroking it up and down. Since more length would mean more surface area, it had became some sort of second nature to keep erected whenever she was nearby.

My parents, they would always go to bed first, partly due to my strange interest in the debate programme after ten o’clock news. And like how she has taken care of me wholeheartedly, she was right next to me, playing with my cock while I stayed engrossed.

At the end of the day, she brought me to bed and tucked me in, minus the lower parts of the blanket that she raised above my waist. From where I laid, I could really see much, but that was also part of the thrill, of ‘sensing’ everything instead of watching her.

She would place her palm near my mouth, for me to spit into, then combining it with her share, she would rub that warm mock tail over my boyhood while jerking it. Once I was hard as a rock, she popped it into her mouth again and sucked on it until I came.

I never had one sleepless night with her, and would always fall asleep before she left the room. In the morning, on days I didn’t have P.E., she would wake me up earlier than usual, to shower, clothe, and feed me.

Going back to that top-floor unit, she would meet her hometown friend, with their daughter in her friend’s hand. Right at that doorstep, my pants would be lowered in front of all of them, though I had long gotten over the embarrassment. Even that little girl, wasn’t shy to ‘do as they told’, playing with my willy until her helper took over.

Needless to say, the morning-load was always small, but clearly sufficient enough for them to giggle over. In return, I would touch her girl under the dress, hitting sweet spots she would have that mental struggle to push me away or pull me closer.

It wasn’t until when I attended the compulsory sex-ed in school, did I have any hesitation about what I had done all along. That piece of memory, was as bright as day as I faced my fourteen-year-old neighbour again. She too, had attended some classes on that.

After some awkward, back-and-forth stutter, we decided to just touch each other like usual, except that we kissed, and let our genitals did the ‘finger work’.

Over the few months our helpers were still with us, we spent most of the ten minutes we met daily morning, to resist ourselves from doing anything more. The furthest we had gone, was using our mouths. You know, to do some blowjobs and cunnilingus.

Once we were allowed to go to school on our own, we still met outside her door, to do the same things. About a month later, in our free time, we found the top-most floor to be completely vacant, like there were no flats there.

It became our new ‘playground’, at times getting completely naked to satisfy each other. That was also the place we took each other’s virginity, going all wild and uncontrollable the moment we had penetrative sex.

Now that we are together, that floor remained as our outdoor-sex venue, for times when both our parents were home. To think back about it, it was pretty crazy for two ten-year-olds to be doing adult stuff for over ten years, from our ‘illegal’ to ‘legal’ age.

Whom should we blame, or thank for this?