Tag: sex

Categories
Texts

Eye For Eye

Max (shouting): ‘Vivian! Are you done? I need to use the toilet.’
Vivian (shouting): ‘Just use luh. The door is not locked.’

He entered the bathroom and sat on the toilet bowl, easing his bladder that was about to go off. Vivian was the daughter of his girlfriend, whom had divorced a few months ago and they had been living with him since then. Not only he was a caring boyfriend, but also a thoughtful father who took care of everything. The twelve years old’s mum did not need to worry about anything as she had to work, partly to pay for the expenses of the household.

The three of them were as happy as they could be for any family and nothing too serious had affected them yet. That very afternoon, Vivian ended school earlier and was asked to go to his place first for lunch before her mum returned home for dinner. The first thing Vivian did was to go for a refreshing shower once she reached his place, and very often their doors were not locked in case of any accidents.

After a few minutes of continuous water running, the tap squeaked and the primary six student stepped out of the bath curtains, walking into Max who was standing in front of the mirror shaving his chin.

Max: ‘Done? My turn to shower now.’
Vivian: ‘And my turn to use the toilet.’

Her jubilant adolescent body had developed well with two lumps on her chest, much like a mini A cups on a teenager’s body. Her dry hair was in a bun and her smooth face seemed so yummy to kiss. He was a respectable figure in her eyes and never did she felt ashamed or shy in front of him, cause he had always complimented on how gorgeous she was, often calling her by ‘pretty’.

Max: ‘Come, give Max a kiss.’

She went over to his naked body and he carried her up to let her kiss his cheeks, when she grabbed his cheeks and turned his head to plant her lips on his.

Vivian: ‘I just want to know how it feels kissing on your lips.’

He placed her back down with a serious looking face as something grew longer. Her soft lips had given him a taste of how it would feel around his cock and only made him hornier when fantasies started coming into his head.

Not wanting to step over the boundaries, he hopped into the shower before anything else happened and started the running water. The curtains weren’t covering the bathtub completely and left some space near the taps where Vivian was looking whenever he reached for the body foam or adjusted the temperature.

Vivian: ‘Max, do guys get hard when they are near girls?’
Max: ‘Of course not! If not how can I walk properly with your mum?’
Vivian: ‘So you are not affected by her?’
Max: ‘Not all the time. When we go shopping or dinner, my mind is on something else. Guys only get hard when they want to have fun.’
Vivian: ‘You mean you want to have fun now?’

Somehow, the conversation was getting awkward. The more he tried to explain, the worse her ideas got. After Vivian was done with her business, she drew the curtains opened and stepped into the tub with him. Holding the shower head at her, he knew she needed it.

Max: ‘Use this to wash?’

She raised one of her feet to the edge of the tub and rinsed her pussy clean, before getting some soap off his body to clean it as well.

Max: ‘You want me to help you wash?’
Vivian: ‘Is there any difference?’
Max: ‘I can see clearer and clean it more thoroughly.’

An ‘okay’ later, he turned himself around to shock her with that huge erection that wasn’t what she saw earlier. It was so much bigger and thicker that her hands wouldn’t be able to go around.

Max: ‘You sit in the tub first. I’ll fill it up with a little water.’

The innocent girl obeyed his instructions and sat comfortably, with her legs opened. Max went on his knees in front of her and took some soap from the bottle, before reaching under the water to rub her clit. As young as she was, there was no way she knew what ‘pleasure’ felt like, but that a calming and soothing sensation totally made her weak and wanted more, like a cat being patted and kept moving to cover each area.

Vivian: ‘Can I wash you too?’
Max: ‘I don’t think it’s right for you to do that. I’m too hard now.’
Vivian: ‘You really don’t want? I don’t understand why I can’t clean you when you’re hard. I can wash it more thoroughly too right?’

What she said did made a little sense. But he wasn’t done with her yet. After he rinsed the soap away, the water was drained and he took a seat along the ledge of the tub.

Max: ‘You want to help?’
Vivian (excitedly): ‘Yes yes!’

She pumped an enormous amount of foam in her palms and wrapped her hands around his dick, stroking up and down and then using her tiny fingers to clean every cracks, especially the ‘ring’ under his dick head. While she was focused on that area, Max was heard groaning as he watched her foam-covered hands work his tool harder.

Vivian: ‘Do you feel good too? I felt it when you washed me.’
Max: ‘Yeah it’s nice. Come, turn around and sit on my lap.’

She faced the wall this time and he pushed her knees together, before guiding her down on his groin. His dick was clamped between her thighs and under her pussy, keeping her in a doggie style but without any penetration.

Vivian: ‘Max.. your below is making me sensitive.’
Max: ‘Shhh.. let me try something. Tell me if it feels good.’

In the narrow space, Vivian’s face was inches from the wall and her knees rested between his feet, holding them firmly so she would not slip. His hips were right behind her butt and dick was out of sight, stuck under her smooth pussy with hair sparsely covering it.

Slowly, he jerked his hips forth and back, slipping his cock under her slit and teasing her clit at the same time. The confused girl was silent at first, but as he went faster, moans were coming out and he was getting carried away ‘dry’ humping his step-daughter.

Max: ‘How does it feel?’
Vivian: ‘It’s super wet down there. I feel like I’m going to pee.’
Max: ‘We are in the tub, you can pee if you want.’

He understood that ‘pee’ could be ‘orgasm’ but did not correct her. It would be best for her to feel what an orgasm was before he told her the truth. Pumping faster and in longer strokes, Max was groaning louder too as his dick could not handle the softness between those firm gluts.

Vivian: ‘I am going to pee now!’

He held her small waist and went faster for a while, till he felt a warm liquid pour out of her pussy in contrast to the soap that had turned cold. Vivian looked at him lost when she realised pee did not came out.

Vivian: ‘What just happened? I didn’t pee.’
Max: ‘It’s called orgasm. You feel really good when it came right?’
Vivian: ‘Yeah. But it’s quite scary before that. And.. I’m a little tired too.’
Max: ‘It’s normal. Let me do a bit more?’
Vivian: ‘You want to orgasm too?’
Max: ‘Haha. You don’t call it orgasm for guys. It’s called ejaculation.’
Vivian: ‘Ee-ja-kiu-lation.’
Max: ‘Yupp.’

She turned her head front and let him use her pussy, listening to his voice while feeling another round of orgasm building up from his thrusts.

Vivian: ‘How did mummy and you make the slurping sounds?’
Max: ‘When?’
Vivian: ‘I hear it every night.’

Damn, was his girlfriend that loud? Was it too much to teach his girl in just one session?

Max: ‘Your mum was sucking me then.’
Vivian: ‘Suck where?’
Max: ‘My stick.’

She turned herself towards his legs and took the shower head before washing the soap off his dick. Right before her eyes was a twitching, red piece of meat that was oozing a clear liquid at the tip.

Vivian held it with three of her fingers and took a whiff. Of course, they had just showered and it was definitely clean. Her small mouth opened up and went over the ‘head’, where she sucked like a pacifier.

Max: ‘Don’t suck like that. Move your head front and back. Make sure to touch below the head.’

More fingers came to hold that stick still and her head moved. As much as she tried, only one-third of his size could enter but he did not demand too much of her too. Making small movements, her lips stimulated the sensitive ring under the hood and alternated with using her tongue to swirl and flick his pee hole when his thighs trembled.

Max: ‘Keep going Pretty. I am going to ejaculate. Something is going to shoot out but I want you to keep it all in your mouth k?’

Vivian: ‘Mmm!’

His hands went to her head and very carefully, he used fucked her mouth shallowly. It went on for almost two minutes with Vivian feeling relaxed as she no longer had to do the work. After a few deep groans, her head stopped moving and his dick vibrated, till the finale came with a powerful gush of cum hitting her teeth.

Vivian’s mouth was kept in front of his dick and she even used her tongue to try and plug the hole, but instead, she touched the most sensitive part and made him shoot an extra few times. Finally, he was done and lifted her head away, while pushing her jaws up.

The tired him slid down into the tub and sat in front of her, pointing to his throat and drawing an imaginary line downwards.

Max: ‘Swallow it for daddy?’

Vivian crawled towards him and the surprised man leaned back, till she was almost on top of him and she went for a kiss. In that single peck, he felt her throat move and right after, her mouth opened to show him the empty orifice. The unwary girl sat down on his groin and let his dick slid between her butt crack, where she suddenly sensed another temptation to go for another round.

Vivian: ‘Can you make me orgasm again?’
Max: ‘You sure you have energy?’
Vivian: ‘I’m going to eat and sleep after this.’

He carried her up and dried themselves in a hurry, before bringing her to the sofa in the living room. She had put on a short pink flora dress by then and he was in a t-shirt and boxers. Vivian knew exactly what to do when he sat beside her and raised one legs over the armrest.

Max did not waste anymore time and went for her tender slit, rubbing it up and down till it was dripping wet. The amount of juices had so much excess that it stained the seats, but he quickly realised that her mum could get equally wet as well. The following vibrations of his fingers sent her moaning and screaming, hanging on to his strong arms as orgasms hit her waves after waves, almost non-stop since the first one that she begged for him to stop.

After fifteen minutes of intense masturbation, Vivian’s mind was so caught up with the pleasure she experienced in such a short time and pushed Max down on the couch. She grew violent when his boxers were tugged down to his thighs and the crazy daughter climbed on top of him. In a riding motion, his dick was under her pussy and was given the ‘roselip’ treatment, driven out of his mind with that soft, delicate pussy grinding along his dick.

The both of them went out of control in their little activity, having no worries of anyone interrupting since her mum only end work in the evening.

Right then, Vivian raised her hips too high once and accidentally pushed some of his dick in, feeling her hole stretched but painless.

Vivian: ‘Is sex supposed to be painful?’
Max: ‘Not sex. Just the first time.’
Vivian: ‘But it’s not painful eh.’
Max: ‘Huh?’

She hopped a few times sliding his dick deeper and Max repeated ‘shit’ a few times as he felt his dick sinking deeper into her. Both her hands were on his abs as she rode him and in under a minute, his dick was engaged in full blown sex with a twelve year old who was crazily riding him like a stallion.

Vivian: ‘Why didn’t you tell me sex feels so good?’
Max: ‘Cause you’re too young for it! Arghh!’

The tightness of her pussy was too much for him, so much that he could not cum given the high pressure around his dick. Vivian did not let him rest a bit and went all out, jerking her waist at him.

Finally, he could not take the torment anymore and sat himself up, throwing Vivian on her back onto the couch.

Max: ‘You want it right? Daddy give it to you.’

In a savage mode, he pinned her hands onto her tummy and rammed his cock in missionary. Vivian’s eyes had turned white and her chest was just bobbing up and down to his violence. Once he took control of the speed, his senses returned and the urge was felt coming.

As his dick grew a little numb, he let go off her hands and held her waist, pulling it downwards at him. The little girl simply placed her hands around his chest and looked at him with a pleading eyes, unsure if he should go faster or slower.

Vivian: ‘Daddy, shoot inside me.’
Max: ‘But you might get pregnant!’
Vivian: ‘My menses haven’t started yet. Mummy told me about it.’

Hearing that, he pulled out abruptly and flipped her on her chest, picking her butt up to his height. He rammed his cock into her swollen pussy and pounded her with all his strength, going non-stop for the next three minutes.

Max: ‘I’m shooting!’

Vivian composed herself and picked her chest up in a ‘standard’ doggie position, awaiting for the moment to come. Less than five thrusts later, a huge amount of warm liquid flushed into her pussy and Max froze while he came. She was so appalled by her silent orgasm mixed with his cum that she began jerking herself backwards, milking more cum out of him.

He could not take her horniness anymore and backed away, falling on his butt, catching his breaths. The worn out girl laid on her side with one leg over the backrest, massaging her clit where white substance was pushed out.

Vivian: ‘So this is how it looks like?’
Max: ‘Yeah. You cannot tell mummy about this k? If not daddy will be in trouble.’
Vivian: ‘But why? I see 二叔 (mum’s 2nd brother) doing it with mummy too.’
Max: ‘What! When?!’
Vivian: ‘When she was still with Teddy (her ex-husband).’

That evening, after mum returned from a long day at work, she was greeted with her boyfriend and daughter at the dining table, waiting for her dutifully to start the sumptuous dinner he had prepare. There was nothing different from usual until he asked her the first question of the day.

Max: ‘Mummy, Pretty told me you had sex with your brother. Is it true?’

Mum broke down at the sofa and Max went to her, holding her in his arms while assuring her that things would not change.

Mum (sobbing): ‘We did it once when we were drunk and he took photos to blackmail me. That’s why I was so distraught whenever you two met. I was so afraid he would destroy me again.’

Max: ‘I.. did something wrong too. Pretty and I.. did it. We had sex.’
Mum (sobbing): ‘You don’t blame me for what happened between my brother and I?’
Max: ‘No. I love you for who you are. Not what you did.’
Mum (sobbing): ‘Max, Pretty is our daughter, you can do anything you want to her. Just don’t hurt her. Pretty.. you must take good care of daddy k?’

Vivian ran to them and hugged tightly, with Max’s hand roaming up her dress and feeling her bare butt. Mummy stripped down to her lingerie for dinner and her daughter followed suit. For desserts, the girls treated themselves to his warm ice cream and Max found himself in a new life where non-stop sex awaits whenever he wanted it.

Categories
Texts

A Close Shave of Pleasure

Chrissy was seated on the bed when I removed my shorts in the hotel room, her mouth opened in surprise when she saw my shave dick.

Chrissy: ‘How did you get it so clean?’
Me: ‘It’s not really clean luh. The bottom part is hard to shave.’
Chrissy: ‘But it’s cleaner than mine!’

That night, we had went for a drink at a pub and decided to head to a budget hotel for the night. Since poly times, we had a thing for each other but did not really express our lust for each other. The most fun we had was flirting through our conversation when we were out with our clique.

Chrissy was the type of girl who dresses casually but it had never occurred to her that it appeared ‘slutty’ to many of her guy friends whom had gone through puberty with raging hormones. Too bad for them, she did not hang out with many groups and merely stuck to one during her studies.

So I should consider myself lucky when she asked if I was free that evening, and we finally revealed our feelings for each other while high.

Chrissy: ‘Next time help me shave eh.’
Me: ‘I think they have shaver here. Later I help you?’
Chrissy: ‘Yay! Okay. Lie down lie down.’

My dick was standing tall in front of her and she did not hesitate to give it some love, using her hand to massage and find the sensitive spots that would cause me to groan. The exploration part was the most sexy as she fondled with it innocently, watching my expressions to adjust her strength.

After a brief moment with her hand, she crawled beside my head and bent over in doggie, her mouth hovering above my dick as though she wanted something like 69 but not exactly it.

Me: ‘You want me to lick you?’
Chrissy: ‘Nope. Not when it’s so prickly. I prefer to suck you this way.’

She shifted her body forward and her mouth went over my dick, thrusting slowly till her lips were close to touching my base. I had no idea she was so good at it and my hands couldn’t stay still in that enjoyment. I placed one hand between her legs and rubbed on her pussy, swiping my middle finger up and down her slit.

The amount of saliva flowing out of her mouth was increasing as I poked a little of my finger in to tease her further. That skinny 159cm girl was just so arousing with her oral skills that I couldn’t wait to find out the rest of the things she was good at.

Chrissy: ‘You’re making me so horny!’
Me: ‘I love how wet you are. It’s all over my hand now.’

She went down a few more times deeper and faster, till she suddenly sat upright on her heels and let my finger vibrate on her clit. A few seconds later, her body trembled cutely and the moans she gave off was next to silence. At least I now know that she wasn’t a moaner.

I patted on her hips a few times and she turned herself to face me eye-to-eye. Chrissy had done enough work for the day and it was time for her to enjoy as well. I hugged her body tightly against mine and rolled her over, pinning her with my body weight. In a frenzy, I raised both her legs to the sides as was about to penetrate her when she stopped my advances with her hands on my hips.

Chrissy: ‘Don’t put it inside. I am still a virgin.’
Me: ‘You are?’
Chrissy: ‘Eh! Why so surprised? I act like a bitch doesn’t mean I am one k?’

She closed her legs together and I had to open my beside her waist. Pointing to the centre of the ‘Y’ shaped opening, she wanted me to put it between her thighs and just use that to relieve myself. A part of me did not believe that she was still a virgin, but no matter what reasons, her intentions were clear – no intercourse.

I went to the bathroom to place some body lotion on my dick and returned to the waiting girl, who was kind enough to help me poke my dick into that crevice just for me to enjoy. Going real slow, I was holding myself back because the part under my dick head was at maximum contact and was driving me too sensitive.

I did pick up the speed after a while but there was a limit to how fast I could go. Chrissy was just holding my waist and feeling my dick rub against her clit, making her mouth open and close as the sensations came and passed.

Chrissy: ‘Is it too much for you to handle?’
Me: ‘A little bit. It’s just too overwhelming.’
Chrissy: ‘Umm.. then I open my legs a bit. But just rub along the outside k?’
Me: ‘Alright.’

She relaxed her thighs and it definitely felt better. I thrust into that small hole continuously to her body jerking and her legs did not take long before spreading wider. Knowing that I could accidentally slip in, I dare not moved too fast but her legs made it impossible to keep myself seated on top of her. Having no choice, I closed my legs together as she placed them on both sides of me.

Chrissy: ‘Go faster?’

I listened to her suggestion and went faster, getting dangerously close to penetrating her but not angled right yet. All of a sudden, she stopped my movements with her feet on my hips and pushed me back. One of her hands came to my dick and held it at her pussy, and then her calves hit against my butt to push me in.

In one swift stroke, I pierced into her with a scream and she was pinning my ass to keep me still. It had lasted too long for comfort and I resisted her feet, ramming my dick into her as she struggled to keep my inside. The small bodied girl was so tight I was totally convinced she was a virgin, and the painful look on her face was scary at first, till we were going full speed and she gave off a soft moan as I pounded her.

Me: ‘Does it feel good?’
Chrissy: ‘Yeah. Much better than using my fingers. Don’t leave me k?’
Me: ‘I won’t.’

Going into berserk mode, my mind had shut off and engaged the beast in me, pumping my dick so hard and deep that she was climaxing back to back. The amount of juices had formed a huge patch on the bedsheets but she was not relaxing her legs at all. Having only one choice, I gave her my best and claimed her virginity in a way she would not regret giving it to me.

After close to five minutes of crazy fucking, I laid on top of her and rolled ourselves so I was below her. Holding her body upright, she was almost knocked out when I asked her to lean forward in a doggie style. She easily raised her butt and I jerked my hips up and down, ramming that swollen piece of meat deeper into her.

A long ‘fuckkkk.. ‘ was heard as another orgasm hit her hard, causing her to collapse on me. Still having some stamina left before I came, I let her lay on the bed while making my way behind her, holding her waist higher so I could help myself to her pussy.

I placed the tip in and took a deep breath before shoving it in one move, jolting her awake and screaming for mercy. It had gone way deeper than before and she just could not faint even if she wanted to. In that position, I made sure she was properly satisfied. The few minutes felt like hours in her contracting pussy and I was barely holding it in too.

My last burst of energy went out at her and she was clenching the bedsheets, pulling it out of the mattress and fighting my deep thrusts. Her body kept struggling to keep up with the orgasms that were draining her life force, but I had no desire to let her go till I was done.

Me: ‘I am cumming soon. Hang in there!’
Chrissy: ‘I am already not there. Just shoot already!’

I made another three thrusts and pulled out of her. I hastily flipped her body over to lie on the bed and I climbed over her abs. She was barely awake but knew what was happening, grabbing my dick and jerking it in an uncontrolled rhythm.

In less than a minute, my load exited my system and splashed all over her face and breasts, leaving some on her lips as she smiled watching me groan in agony. The thumb rub on my dick head as I came was simply overpowering and she did not let me go even after I stopped shooting. I had to pull myself away and she only freed me after I pushed the cum into her lips.

Chrissy: ‘What the hell! Letting me taste your cum so I’ll let you go.’
Me: ‘If not let you torture me to death ah?’
Chrissy: ‘You must be a gentleman mah.’
Me: ‘You are not even gentle with me.’

Still kneeling over her legs, I helped her up and we went into the showers to wash my cum off her body. She used a generous amount of soap to clean my dick and applied some on her groin, after washing it a few times to rid the juices over it.

Chrissy: ‘Help me to shave now?’
Me: ‘Yupp. Oh ya. I will help you masturbate as I shave, so you will be distracted from the fear.’
Chrissy: ‘If you think it will work.’

That evening, I spent fifteen minutes smoothing out her pubs and it looked even better than myself after the service. She couldn’t stop touching it and even masturbated herself on the bed, turning me on with her moans she purposely directed into my ears.

Chrissy: ‘I’ll suck you off as a reward k? I know guys love it.’
Me: ‘You can do it tomorrow if you are tired.’
Chrissy: ‘You did it so well I can’t stop touching it. You can lick me if you want k?’

She crawled into 69 and her glistering clit was right in my face. As soon as her mouth started work, my tongue came out to play with her pussy till she went faster. It was her first time doing 69 so willingly and it was all thanks to me, making her feel so confident.

My second load of cum went down her throat and her two orgasms worth of juices went down mine, quenching our thirsts just before sleep. The next morning came with a request to shave her again, as tiny stubs irritated her. Of course, I got my ‘payment’ in the form of physical satisfaction after it and she actually set up a schedule for us to meet so I could shave her.

It would be.. every two days, in this hotel with expenses paid for, and a reward to let me do anything to her after I am done. Not too bad right?

Categories
Texts

Bring Me Home Tonight

Going over to the sofa seat where the last customer was seated, I couldn’t bring myself to tell her that the bar was closing. She had been drinking alone for the past two hours and even the few guys whom had approached her did not manage to strike any conversation. I left her where she was and continued closing the accounts for the day, until the clock sounded off at 2am. It was the last minute I waited till before heading to her and joined her with a cup of Coca Cola in my hand.

Me: ‘You’ve been crying the whole night. Is there something wrong?’

She took another piece of tissue from the box and dabbed it over her eyes, before picking her head up to look at me.

Lady: ‘Oh.. is it closing time already?’
Me: ‘Yeah. But don’t worry. Today is one of the earliest I have closed shop.’
Lady: ‘I’m just tired of everything. Can you believe I don’t have any friends?’
Me: ‘With that beauty of yours? No way.’
Lady: ‘All my female friends are those pretentious type and the guys only want to get into my pants.’
Me: ‘You can’t blame them I guess. Who can resist a pretty girl?’
Lady: ‘You?’
Me: ‘I am working here. So I can’t hit on anyone even if they appealed to me.’
Lady: ‘Do you want to bring me home?’

I paused after she asked that question, not knowing if she was jus testing me or really giving me a chance to hit on her. The long flowing hair at her waist had been my weakness and her light make up complimented her slim face more than cover her flaws. I did not reply her but sipped on my cup, till she finally gathered herself and wiped her tear stains clean.

Lady: ‘I shall not impose you any further. Can I get my tab?’
Me: ‘It’s been settled. You have no idea guys were paying for you tonight huh?’
Lady: ‘Really?! I should come by and cry more often.’

She had looked much happier after she realised she had saved her drinking money, and waited for me at the door while I placed her cups into the dishwasher. We went to the roadside and waited till a cab stopped before us, where I opened the door for her.

Lady: ‘You’re not coming?’
Me: ‘I have to work tomorrow.’

She held onto my wrists as she entered the cab and I got in reluctantly, not wanting to ruin our relationship by engaging in some rash decisions.

Lady: ‘Uncle, go to any hotel in Geylang.’

The wink the driver gave me totally gave my thoughts away. He was kind enough not to look at us while we spoke about why she was crying, and the clothes she was in didn’t make her look cheap nor easy. For that evening, she was wearing a wine red dress with a purple cardigan, concealing her shoulders and true body shape under it.

Lady: ‘Uncle, keep the change.’
Taxi Driver: ‘Thank you thank you. You two have fun.’

We went to our room after passing through the few female workers at the corridor who gave her a jealous look, probably thinking that she had scored a customer while they were just waiting for the carrot to come.

Like all budget hotels, the slight cigarette odour was imminent and the lady simple removed her cardigan after dropping her bag on the bed.

Lady: ‘I go shower first.’
Me: ‘I haven’t got your name.’

Lady: ‘Just call me Lynn.’

I gave her a smile and she disappeared into the bathroom after I saw her bun her hair up. She took some time in there but after the water stopped running, she came out in a towel and used another smaller one to dry her hair.

Lynn: ‘Your turn?’
Me: ‘Now I don’t feel like showering.’
Lynn: ‘Why?’
Me: ‘Cause you are just so tempting!’

She let off a *tsk* sound and threw her hair towel at me, thereafter I dashed in for a quick rinse. Walking into her with the small towel around my waist, she was just lying on the bed, without the blanket over her body. It was just so sexy to see her leaning against the headboard in just a towel and legs folded to hide her intimate parts.

Lynn: ‘Wahh. So sexy ah. Small towel hiding a big package.’

I looked down on my bulge and only saw the usual size, poking against the fleece so hard that the towel lifted itself.

Me: ‘Big meh?’

I crawled onto the bed and joined her, letting my towel fall apart and she slid her body flat on the comfy bedsheets. I was on top of her in no time and our eyes met with electricity jolting our inner desires to a warm charcoal glow.

Lynn (whispering): ‘You are just as tempting as hell.’

Skipping the small talks, I planted my lips onto hers for a long while and the breath I took totally filled my mind with her scent. She unwrapped her own towel and the full breasts slipped a little sideways, still considered ‘firm’ to my liking.

My lips went from her mouth, to ears, and then down her neck, finally stopped at her soft brown nipples where she began moaning. I was sucking on it so gently and nibbled on them after I lost control over my own mind. After a few minutes, I continued my journey southward of her chest and made another stop at her groin, the curved part just above her pussy.

I kept my eyes on her as my hands spread her legs, but she was too distracted to notice me watching her. As soon as my mouth landed on her pussy, her hands went behind my neck to pull me closer and my tongue went to work immediately on her clit. Stroking and flicking her clit, she was moaning louder and faster. Her feet were on the bed and had raised her hips higher for me to attack her slit, where she had told me to keep going at. For her clit, her fingers were already there and rubbing wildly.

The taste of her juices was so clean it had no taste nor smell, and I did not mind doing it slower for as long as she liked.

Lynn: ‘Don’t lick me anymore. Lie down.’

As though I had stoked the heat into a fire, she brought my face in front of hers and flipped me on my back, wadding on her knees to go between my legs. She swept her long hair to one side and her mouth went to my dick in a flash, using her tongue to wet it a little before taking it whole.

She had two fingers around the base of my shaft and the rest of the moving parts were just her mouth. The sight of her eagerness melted my strength away as she went all out to go up and down on me. Only her neck was moving, and it was something I had not seen except in porno flicks.

I couldn’t help but groan as she tortured me by sucking the tip hard, and then lowering her mouth over it to ease the discomfort. I could only take this much until I stopped her, too hyped for just her mouth.

Me: ‘Lynn.. I don’t want your mouth anymore.’
Lynn: ‘Why? Is it no good?’
Me: ‘No no.. it’s too good. But I want to be inside you now.’

A sly grin went across her face and she laid beside me, cuddling me for a while before we proceed.

Lynn (whispering): ‘Do what you want to me.’
Me (whispering): ‘That would be too much to ask for. I’m going to do what you want to yourself.’

I leaned over her body and held her wrists above her head, using my knees to split her legs as wide as I kneeled on the bed. The next few seconds were spent with my rod rubbing on her pussy, and then pressing my hips against her groin.

Me: ‘I am going in.’

She gasped as I forced my way into her tight hole, causing me to regret rushing into her. The pressure around my dick was so strong it was aching, but did not last very long once I put it into her warm privates.

In there, I could feel her heartbeat pulsing through her vagina and she was feeling the same too. We took a short break in that position to get used to each other, and it truly felt like a long time.

Subsequently, my lust began moving my hips and we were picking up speed at an incredible rate. Her body was jerking instinctively to my deep thrusts and her hands were clenched into a fist.

Lynn: ‘You are torturing me!’
Me: ‘Now you know?’

With one hand holding her hands still, I raised her legs over my shoulders and she was biting her own lips harder, as I sank my meat deeper and faster. She was going out of control as I felt her strength building up, as though she was gaining power over her assailant.

After three minutes or so of intense ‘rape’, she kicked me away and I fell backwards onto the edge of the bed. She grabbed my thighs and jerked me towards her, resting my head on the bed instead of dangling over the corner.

The crazy girl then climbed on top of me and sat over my dick so fast I couldn’t believe she was not enjoying it. Her hips grinded my dick much quicker and the tight grasp of her fists showed me she was purposely squeezing me.

I totally felt her wrath as my dick went into shock, overwhelmed by the sensitivity of my dick head being teased by the underside of her pussy. The countless times she came was unmistakable, giving me an agonising look whenever a gush of juices came to lubricate our genitals, signalling the satisfaction she was getting from the sex.

Me: ‘I can’t take it anymore.. ‘
Lynn: ‘Are you cumming?’
Me: ‘Yeah yeah.. ‘
Lynn: ‘Let’s cum together then.’

She rode me harder and I grabbed the bedsheets, struggling to handle her horniness that had been driving my dick too weak to fight back. After another five minutes of her non-stop grinding, I held her waist down onto my hips and she paused, drawing in a deep breath in the most cliffhanging manner.

Her mouth opened at first to enjoy the incoming orgasm, then a frown appeared with her teeth on her lips, biting down as my body trembled with the enormous amount of cum squirting into her. Part of her expression wanted to enjoy the soothing warmth filling her body up, and the other just couldn’t take the orgasm anymore.

After her tightness subsided, she collapsed over my body and my dick gave its final spit. She rolled herself over to the side and her hands went to her pussy immediately. We were next to each other when she took her hand up, holding the cum that had made long sticky strains between her fingers.

Lynn: ‘You see?’
Me: ‘A lot right?’

Lynn pushed a finger into her mouth to taste it and she showed me her cleaned fingers.

Lynn: ‘Not too bad.’

I got out of bed and dragged her into the shower, washing the cum off her groin like a dad bathing his daughter. She was so lazy in there that I had all the freedom to do anything I want. I went down on her again with the water running over her body, and fingered her at the same time.

We did slept a lot that night, but were still tired when we had to check out. I only start work at 5pm, and had a long way to go before then.

Lynn: ‘You want to go to my place to catch more sleep?’
Me: ‘Are you sure we will be sleeping?’
Lynn: ‘I think so.’

We hopped into a cab and she placed my hand under her dress.

Lynn (whispering): ‘Oh shit. I forgot to wear my panties.’

My fingers went to massage her clit till we reached her place, where she forked out the fare for the second time and we had another round of fun in her bedroom, with her younger sister sitting in front of her desktop in just her bra and panties, oblivious to the action happening behind her.

Lynn: ‘Mei, I brought him home for you. He is quite nice and caring. I think he will be a good boyfriend.’

A Japanese Adult Video was then played on the 22″ flat screen and she came over, lying next to her sister while we were in missionary. Well, my hands got busy fingering Lynn’s sister while fucking, and they took turned to let me bang them in doggy.

I still wasn’t sure if anything that happened was real.

Categories
Texts

Foreign Bodies

Girl: ‘Hi there. Do you know where is block 336?’
Me: ‘It’s quite a distance from here. The block is opposite AMK Hub.’
Girl: ‘So from here I have to walk straight is it?’
Me: ‘Why don’t I bring you there? You’re not in a rush right?’
Girl: ‘I just need to get there by tonight. My plane landed late and I am not very familiar with this place yet.’
Me: ‘It’s just fifteen minutes away. I’ll help you carry your stuff and walk you there.’
Girl: ‘Thank you so much! So sorry to bother you.’

She sounded like a Singapore from her accent but was actually from China. I packed my stuff and kept the Google Maps opened on my phone, showing her the directions and that I wasn’t going to sell her away. The skinny girl was carrying two luggages, one duffel bag and the other was a trolley bag. I took over her duffel and carried them for her as we walked, chatting about her new life in Singapore.

Liqing: ‘What were you doing with your iPad?’
Me: ‘Oh. I was working. That place is quiet and peaceful. I like to watch people walk by too.’
Liqing: ‘You are so weird. People in my country would find their own house to be the safest place to work in.’

She had two weeks of holiday before her contract with a local design firm started, and was more than happy to let me show her around the island, especially the bus routes she had to take for work. We made our way up to her place after a tiring ten minutes walk and the surprise that awaited for us made me sigh out loud.

The 4-room flat had boxes laid up to the doorsteps and only a narrow walkway was made to her room. The luggage had to be carried overhead and it took us more than ten minutes just to get her belongings into the room. We had no idea how long the place had been in this condition, not that it was abandoned, but clearly had not been occupied for at least two months.

Me: ‘You want to change out first? I don’t expect you to clean the place up in a dress.’
Liqing: ‘I should not bother you anymore. It’s getting late.’
Me: ‘I don’t mind. I usually reach home around 1am.’

That white lie couldn’t be any lousier but the kindheartedness in me just couldn’t bear to leave her in this state, without a clean place to even sleep at. She took a fresh set of clothes, towel and her travel sized body wash into the shower and spent a long time inside, presumingly cleaning the toilet while she bathed. I was drenched in sweat and topless when she called out to me, causing me to tumble over the boxes as I dashed to her.

Liqing (shouting): ‘Is everything alright?’
Me: ‘Yeah. I just tripped over some boxes. You need something?’
Liqing: ‘Umm.. I forgot to take my bra and panties.. do you mind?’

I ‘swam’ through the mess and picked out a mismatched set of lingerie, handing it to her through the gap in the door. I wouldn’t expect her to go braless when she had a guest (me), and so I did not think much about it, going back to finish the sloppy job of wiping down all the furniture she needed for the night.

The freshly showered girl had smelled much better and was apologising when she saw the room cleaned of dust and her luggage opened neatly in front of the wardrobe. The rest of the house was still in a mess but I guessed she could sleep better that night.

Liqing: ‘I can’t believe it. You are really fast.’
Me (panting): ‘It’s not really cleaned though. I just wiped it through.’
Liqing: ‘Are all Singaporean guys so helpful?’

Little did she know we were only this good to pretty girls like her. I gave her a single nod and she went on to unpack her clothes into the wardrobe.

Liqing: ‘You want to shower before you go?’
Me: ‘It’s okay. I don’t have clothes to change into.’

I picked up my shirt hanging on the wooden chair and was about to put it on before she pulled it away.

Liqing: ‘别穿湿衣服。’
Translate: Don’t wear wet clothes.

Me: ‘那我就这样回家吧。’
Translate: I shall go home like this then.

She gave me a cute tsk frown and threw an oversized t-shirt at me. I caught it and told her I would take a quick wash before I leave. In the bathroom, the same body wash and shampoo she used was emptied, and I stuck to my words of having a fast shower.

Liqing: ‘那么快？有洗干净吗？’
Translate: So fast? Did you wash yourself properly?

Me: ‘有！’
Translate: Yes!

I wiped myself dry with her towel and was ready to slip her t-shirt on. Just as I was blinded with the shirt over my head, she came to me and hugged me tightly, leaving the shirt stuck around my neck. As her breasts pushed against me, she made some space between our lower bodies and I felt one of her hands digging into my shorts.

Me: ‘喂，别这样。’
Translate: Hey, don’t do this.

Liqing: ‘Shhh.. ‘

My dick was in her hand by then and her eagerness to please sent me carrying her to the bed, falling backwards with her on top. Her body slid down between my legs that were sticking out of the bed and she brought my shorts lower at the same time, taking a whiff at my manhood.

Liqing: ‘真的有洗干净哦。’
Translate: It’s really clean.

Her head turned sideways to give it a few long licks up and down, while I shamelessly placed my arms behind my head to enjoy her gratitude. She did not tease me for too long before devouring the throbbing piece of meat, gliding her lips up and down my shaft while watching the expressions on my face. It was so heavenly that I wasn’t thinking straight when she asked me how it felt.

Liqing: ‘你是在爽还是在受苦啊？’
Translate: Are you feeling pleasured or suffering?

Me: ‘是爽到很苦吧。’
Translate: It’s too pleasurable till I am suffering.

The answer was somehow accepted and the girl went faster for a while, stopping just as my hands went over her head. She turned around to her luggage and flipped everything out, appearing with a first aid pouch in her hands. The zip went lightning fast for her to fish a condom out of it, and she tore it like a hungry tigress. Placing it lightly over my dick, her mouth went around the rubber ring to roll the protection on and she gave me a bonus feel of how skilled she was doing a blowjob even with a condom on.

After everything was in place, Liqing climbed on top of me and kept her hips raised, inches away from my dick that was dying to get inside her. Instead of just sitting over it, she gave me a roselip tease by rubbing her slit along the base of my shaft a few times. She was using it to turn herself on and only after she felt a little more juices lubricating my rod, did she sit at my abs, ready to please me to her fullest.

Very slowly, she slide south over my dick and the penetration was uninterrupted. In one move, she sank my rod deep into her and a moan from her sounded like a click between a key and a keyhole. I had fitted into her so well that she could not move but enjoy the moment for a few seconds.

Liqing: ‘I was so wrong when I imagined Asian guys to be small.’
Me: ‘I could be only one of the few.’

I stuck my tongue out in the cheeky response and she began grinding me revengefully. At first, her boobs were swaying in front of me, then she leaned back onto my bent knees to let my dick stimulate the underside of her pussy, which she fell weak to after a few strokes. I used the strength in my forearm to keep her hips raised before thrusting my rod upwards, jamming it into her contracting pussy as she moaned louder.

Her wet, chest length hair fell over my calves and she did not last long in that position either. Shortly after, she went back to riding me while seated upright, letting her waist did the work fondling the tip of my dick. In that stance, she could move faster just by wriggling her hips and I was soon overwhelmed from the intensity. Despite not changing position, she had showed me the variations of it and was indulging in the fun too.

Me: ‘I am cumming soon. Keep going.’

She jerked for a few more seconds and stopped as my balls tightened, leaving me a little restless when she ended the fun. Liqing dismounted the stallion and sat next to me, removing the condom carefully and chucking it onto the floor. She went down to take my dick in her mouth and let the saliva accumulate before transiting to the next phase. It wasn’t a blowjob at all since her mouth did not move, only leaving some saliva for her to use.

She wrapped her fair fingers over my rod and jerked me gently, paying attention to the areas under the hood and mostly the shaft. The knowledge she had about where to stimulate was commendable, being a guy who did not mind handjob as long as it was done properly. After five minutes had passed, she showed no signs of tiredness but placed a finger under my balls, where the anus was inches away from.

Liqing: ‘About now.’
Me: ‘Huh?’

Her hand suddenly picked up speed and pumped me hard, playing with my balls as she went crazy on me. My mind did not have time to react when the powerful jets of cum took off like a space shuttle, launching into the air and covering her pretty fingers. It was so thick and dense that it did not flow everywhere but stuck onto wherever it landed on. She went on to tease the tip of my dick with her thumb till I was about to beg her, and she stopped in the most timely manner.

Liqing: ‘Let’s go wash up together.’

She pointed at the sides of her duffel bag and I took the two 1-litre bottle of shampoo and body wash, following her behind into the bathroom. There, we soaped each other up and she paid extra attention to my little one, cleaning it thoroughly till it was smelling brand new. I wore her t-shirt and was texting her on the journey, making plans on where to go the next day. She confessed to me that she masturbated herself with the empty shower bottle after I left, thanking me over and over again for the help I gave her, and the fun too. It seemed that she would now have someone to play with whenever she feels stressed out from work.

To think she even offered me an allowance out of her high salary to accompany her, what a lucky life she has here huh?

Categories
Texts

An Incepting Story

(girl asked) ‘Hey.. Are you heading to Suntec?’

‘Not really. I’ll be waiting nearby for some friends to finish the countdown. Then maybe go for a drink or something.’

‘That’s cool. Smart choice to avoid the crowd huh? Do you have a nice place to chill? I think I’m going follow your plans until the countdown is over.’

We continued chatting in the train till I switched tracks to Bugis, for a quiet little spot where I would usually write if I am in the vicinity. Once we got out of the station, she casually clung onto my arm as the floor was wet after a rain, and proceeded to a rooftop in total silence.

(her surprised tone) ‘Wow! This place is awesome!’

Having three hours to kill, I set up my iPad and began typing a highly-likely-but-impossible(?) story inspired by our acquaintances.

Leanna knew better than it being a coincidence they had a chance to talk at all. The sight of his toned back, pressed against the thick, cotton, sleeved top that joined the pair of slim-fit jeans so perfectly, was what overpowered her usual shyness to any cross gender interaction. His seemingly light-but-weighted bag showed her more than enough about what he carried, bare necessities for him to get through that rainy night.

With no music in his ears, his eyes fixated on a blank point of the carriage, mind much more active than how distracted he appeared to be. Standing just one feet away during their brief introduction, her mind was mesmerised by his voice, rhythm of speech, and precision to get her questions answered.

As she saw her name, Leanna, appeared at the top, the nature of my literature slowly became clearer.

(she whispered) ‘Erotica?’

‘Yeah.’

Seated beside an erotica writer at the rooftop, her eyes remained glued to the next part he was about to write. Partially overwhelmed by his intellect, the cold ground was gaining contrast to the warmth in her panties, directly in contact with the rain-washed rough surface.

Leanna couldn’t explain the racing heartbeat, and beyond that, an urge to give his bulge a squeeze to see if she turned him on. No way would a sex writer not be turned on when his mind is living a sexual fantasy right?

Slowly, her hand went under my belly that was ‘pushed out’ when I bent forward at my keyboard, and gave the zipper area my dick was supposed to be poking against, a squeeze. My abrupt pause stopped her as well but she requested me to continue, while she ‘tries’ to realise my fantasy.

She finally gave in to the temptation and reached for his zipper, cranking it down so she could slip her fingers into it. When the warm, semi-hard erection greeted her cold fingers, she quickly undid the only button restricting her entry. Once she wrapped her fingers around his manhood tightly, a satisfying gasp from him eased the embarrassment she was still in.

(she said) ‘You’re good.’

‘Here comes the challenge. I’m going to write ahead of what will happen now.’

‘Huh? In the story or real life?’

Within minutes of her handjob, he couldn’t take her teasing anymore and pushed his keyboard away. A little part of her had long been hoping for him to pay her more attention, but another part was dying to read more. His warm hand immediately slid down her thigh, went under her dress and pressed hard on her wet panties.

He had no inhibitions to hold him back when he peeled those underwear off, forcing her to jerk him faster to ‘calm’ him down. Once she was butt-naked, his fingers cycled on her clit at a fast speed, throwing her off with the explosion of pleasure. That guy she had so easily followed to the roof with, knew exactly when to slip his fingers into her, and drove her crazy.

As she moaned and trembled hysterically to his deep thrusts, her body fell into his lap where her hand was still trying to stroke him properly. The overpowering scent of a freshly washed cock, couldn’t be more inviting when she lowered her lips around it. Now, the duo was locked in a race for orgasm, but with the upper hand pumping at her pussy.

(she whispered softly) ‘fuck.. ‘

I couldn’t care less about the sluggish hand stroking my dick and looked at her other hand, fidgeting wildly inside her pink panties. Once the red-faced girl saw my bewildered expression, she shifted my iPad further and handed me my keyboard, to bury her face in my crotch. Holding the base of my shaft, she gave the tip a long kiss before I gasped at the long-awaited descend.

Placing the keyboard on her back, I kept writing while in the mixed realm of pleasure and intellectual sanity.

When she couldn’t take his non-stop digging anymore, she pinned him against the wall and climbed over his lap. In a flash, his dick was brought to a new high, strong heartbeat throbbing in her soft vaginal tissues. The little distance between the wall allowed him to slouch lower, for her to ride him like a rodeo.

Hips grinding fiercely, he played his part by keeping her boobs from bouncing too much – with a sensual massage on them. Her abundance of bodily fluids kept him at the edge, extending his stamina as flashes of numbness ran through his dick head.

After a few minutes of grinding, she planted her lips on him as an orgasm shook her body violently, causing her pussy to tighten around his erupting cock. The series of fast-paced events wasn’t doing any good to him either, as every pause would make him more sensitive below.

‘I’M CUMMING!’, he groaned into her ear and laid her gently on the grey concrete floor, unleashing the last set of womb-deep thrusts into her petite frame. Right before he came, he pulled out of her and she sat upright with him, picking her soaked panties at the same time.

She wrapped it around his cock and pumped for a few more minutes, before his thick semen squirted into it. The curiosity got the better of her when she opened the ‘wrap’, to see a soggy, sticky mess at where her pussy once stayed in.

A tap on her shoulder ended the addictive blowjob, and she spent a few minutes reading the last parts of the story.

(she asked) ‘What happens after that?’

‘I don’t know yet.’

I spun her legs towards me and stripped her panties off, ready to eat her out in doggy when she suddenly had a eureka moment. Squatting against a wall, I remain seated as I ran my tongue along her slit, alternating between flicking her clit and making out with her ‘lower lips’.

Moments later during a break, the huge patch of wetness around my mouth amused her for a good laugh, but it sure didn’t kill the sexy mood we were in. I sat against the wall with my knees up, legs opened. She did the same in front of me and lined our genitals for the penetration course.

We then shifted our asses closer and closer till I poked into her pussy, able to kiss or just hug each other at close proximity. Thankful for our not-so-firm butt, we could jerk our hips at each other and that launched the fastest strokes ever in my life. Both of us moved in the same direction, slamming my cock balls-deep each time we ‘met’.

First, she was leaning over me and fucking me with a peeing pose, swinging her hips so hard onto my groin to thoroughly cover every area inside her. Next, it was me in half-missionary, towering over her body as I drove my dick top-down on my knees.

Each passing minute got her tighter, and I still had not given her an orgasm yet. Indeed, unlike what I usually write, it just wasn’t that easy. We didn’t stop for a second to rest since we were taking turns fucking each other, until the inevitable was about to cum.

(she groaned excruciatingly) ‘It’s coming.. It’s coming!’

‘Fuck! Me too!’

A hard grip on her arms sent us in the opposite direction, disconnecting like a hose spraying out of control. I handed her her panties and she knew what to do with it. My fingers kept rubbing her clit as she fumbled for the ‘same spot’ on her panty as ‘her’ in the story. As soon as she found it, it went over my dick head and a handjob brought me to my climax.

Our timing was impeccable as we came together, watching our eyes sparkle as we looked for ourselves. In the moment of synchronicity, our returning epiphany smothered the temporary desire for each other.

(she said) ‘Now, this.’

She got up energetically and wore the panties back, smoothing out the part where my cum came in contact with her pussy. We adjusted our clothes back and caught the seconds from midnight. Like lovebirds, I stood behind her and hugged tightly, as fireworks marvelled the night sky with the impressive land-to-air attacks.

(I whispered) ‘Let’s go.’

To start off our new year, we exchanged numbers before going our separate ways, but never too far for us to live out the fantasies I wrote for her in her absence.