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Ignorant Kids

I was in the living room drinking my chilled bottle of water when my nose picked up a scent of cigarettes. Knowing that there was no one in the household who smoked, I looked out of the window but found no one below my block (I lived on the second storey). So the next place that made sense to check was the door, and the sight through my peephole wasn’t a surprise to me at all. Two secondary school students, a guy and a girl, were smoking and talking at the staircase. I was feeling really lazy then but wanted to be ready to call the police if they made a scene at my doorstep.

After two minutes or so, they suddenly put their bags down and the girl started removing her shorts from under her skirt. I couldn’t ignore what was happening and pasted my ears on the fireproof door, listening in to their conversations.

Girl (whispering): ‘Eh.. No one will come right?’
Guy: ‘No lah. It’s so early in the morning.’

True enough, it was only 4.30am and no one would be heading out. The nosey me kept watching as the guy unzipped his pants and lowered them to the ground. The girl did not hesitate at all when she squatted down and took his dick into her mouth, leaning against the rails while his hips jerked to her blowjob. I could totally make out the ecstatic look on him whenever he groaned with his head looking upwards, and the blowjob ended after a few minutes.

I ran my hands over the lock and realised I had forgotten to fasten it, but I was going to give them a little ‘surprise’ anyway. As the girl bent over the handrails, the male student flipped her skirt over her back and shifted their bodies to face my door. Although I could no longer see the entry process, the expression on the malnourished thin girl did catch my attention, watching her hand go between her thighs to guide him in.

Guy (whispering): ‘You’re fucking tight today.’
Girl (whispering): ‘It’s my first time doing it outside lah.’

I took my phone out and placed the camera directly into the peephole, turning on the video recording as soon as they started banging. The vignetting effect had caught the whole situation in ‘retro-style’ and their faces could be clearly seen on film. Right after I got a few minutes of their dirty act, I did not waste anymore time and swung the door open, with my camera still aimed at them.

The main gates were locked to my advantage (protection) and they got dressed super fast. The guy ran out of my sight to the lower floor and waited for the girl, until I stuck my phone out at him. I did not expect him to run away without his partner, but that was exactly what he did! The poor girl got all her belongings after a while and disappeared from my floor, giving me all the time to back up the video into my laptop.

After fifteen minutes or so in front of my computer, a knock came through the door and I saw the female student in tears at the gate. All of a sudden, I realised what I did could traumatise her for a long time.

Me: ‘Yes?’
Girl: ‘Can you delete the video?’
Me: ‘How do you even know I am really recording?’
Girl: ‘We.. I think we were too loud. I’m sorry. Please don’t spread it can?’
Me: ‘Where is your friend? He is not with you?’
Girl: ‘No. He told me not to care. But I can’t. I am a girl after all.’

I opened the gates and stepped out into the lift landing, without my phone in case she snatched it away. The swollen eyes certainly melted my heart and I made up my mind to delete it after she left.

Me: ‘How old are you?’
Girl: ’15?’
Me: ‘He too?’
Girl: ‘Yeah.’

I did not mention a word after that and simply sat at the next flight of stairs above mine, wondering if I should scold or comfort her. She remained quiet as well and began removing her shorts while seated next to me, reaching out for the bulge in my pants that had been up since they were bonking.

Girl: ‘I help you and you don’t tell anyone about what he and I did, can?’
Me: ‘I don’t know. You seemed like a nice girl to be with him. He just ran away and left you there.’
Girl: ‘We are just friends. We did it just for fun.’
Me: ‘Okay. I don’t want you to be hurt by him.’

Her sorrowful state was enough for me to delete the video right there and but the bastard me didn’t want to just let her off like that. I leaned backwards and tugged my boxer shorts low enough to let my hard on out, and her hand went straight to it and started jerking.

Me: ‘Didn’t you like sucking?’

Like it or not, she understood what I meant and went down on me, wrapping her lips around my shaft and thrusting her head. I held onto the railings as her mouth sucked me harder, going deeper as I groaned in pleasure. Her full attention was on me and I didn’t want to be the only person enjoying it.

Me: ‘Masturbate yourself too.’

One of her hands disappeared under her skirt and she began making moans that sounded like earlier, when he was ramming his cock into her. After a few scary occasions hearing doors being unlocked, I slowed her mouth down and stood up. She was looking at me throughout and was waiting for me to give her the next command. Well, it was time to wrap things with my last request.

Me: ‘Bend over like just now. I will be the last guy inside you until you have a boyfriend. Can you promise me that?’
Girl: ‘Deal.’

She got on her feet in a livelier mood and even had a firm smile. I carried her to sit on the narrow, horizontal part of the handrails and placed hands on my shoulders for balance. I stepped towards her and let her legs go around my waist, getting into position to let me own her body. Inch by inch, my dick disappeared into her pussy and she was watching the penetration closely.

Me: ‘How does it feel?’
Girl: ‘You’re bigger than him.’
Me: ‘Glad you like it.’

I held her in my arms and began thrusting my hips furiously, ramming her tiny slit with a huge cock. Her waist was so thin that I worried about crushing her, yet her sensual moans into my ears kept driving my dick faster. I did not know then how would I let her go free, but that could wait till later. I focused on pounding the little girl crazy and she grew tighter as I sped up.

In less than three minutes, her body slumped onto my chest and I felt an overwhelming black hole swallowing my rod. She was so unbelievably tight that I had to force myself to stop moving, or be a 15 year old girls’ husband. Once she recovered, I took things slower and she was more responsive to my control strokes.

Me: ‘Where does he usually shoot?’
Girl: ‘We only did it two times before, in school. The first time inside me and the second time in my mouth.’
Me: ‘Hmm.. then where do you want me to unload?’
Girl: ‘In my mouth?’
Me: ‘Deal.’

I helped her off the railings and backed away, for my turn to lean on the wall as she kneeled on her skirt for me. My hands were away from her when she brought her mouth to my dick and a few seconds was all she needed to start sucking me. This time, she was more initiative in stroking the base where her mouth couldn’t reach and fondling my balls while at going it, taking it deeper than before but without any gagging sounds.

We lasted for almost five minutes in that position and the countless times I asked if she was tired always garnered a reply from her, by going faster and deeper. Finally, the desire to end the game came and I gave her the warning calmly. She opened her mouth and continued pumping my dick pointed at her lips for whatever was coming.

About ten seconds later, I bent my knees a little and shoved my dick a little into her mouth, pushing her lower jaws down to contain the explosion that went off right after her lips touched the dick head. As I was shooting, her hands went to my hips and held me firmly, before gliding her lips down my shaft again. It had accidentally caused me to moan like a girl when my dick went into overdrive, shooting every last drop out to her after-ejaculate blowjob.

After I finished, I had to jump away from the smiling girl as she noticed how weak I had became in her hands, or mouth in this case. We began dressing up after we were done and she spent most time clipping her fringe up.

Girl: ‘You don’t have to delete the video, but please don’t spread it.

That deal she said came with one condition though. She would drop by after school that day to see what was captured on it. I immediately counter-proposed to meet her before school starts everyday.

Girl: ‘I don’t have school tomorrow. How?’
Me: ‘Hmm.. good question.’
Girl: ‘Let’s go somewhere else and have fun in peace?’

I nodded in satisfaction to her idea and let her go to school without any worry. During the short rest, we had exchanged numbers and texted the whole day, mostly her ranting to me about school life.

Girl (Whatsapp): ‘This is for you.’

An image came attached in the message and it was a picture of her, standing in front of a mirror in the ladies, blouse unbuttoned and a hand under her skirt without her shorts or panties. After school, she surprised me in a body hugging tube top, and a flare skirt so we could get to it immediately.

A new, before-school ‘CCA’.

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Hotel Line

Angel: ‘I have no energy left. So many guests checked out today.’
Ray: ‘Haha. It’s over le lah. Go shower and head home. Tomorrow still need to wake up early.’

The two students on internship at one of the hotels in Sentosa was in the cafeteria, where a few other friends were next to them. It was a specially long day for them as an event ended and guests checked out in the mass, leaving them no time to rest as they prepared the rooms.

One of them who was working with the front desk had asked if they could use one of the rooms to rest for the night and being such a hardworking bunch, the in-charge gave them a thumbs up and granted them two rooms, one for the guys and one for the girls.

Ray: ‘We have two rooms for tonight. So we don’t have to rush to work tomorrow. Is anyone staying?’

All of them were lying on the table and only Angel replied, since she lived quite a distance away. In the end, only Ray and Angel wanted to stay on and the rest of them left when the clock strike one.

Ray: ‘You want to crash with me? Then don’t have to clean two rooms tomorrow.’
Angel: ‘I’m fine with anything uh. Am just going to shower and sleep.’

He took both keys from the reception and went to the room, letting Angel shower before he did. Their uniform was issued by the laundry department and did not have a fresh set for the next day. After Angel was done, she slept in her white blouse and panties, tucked under the thick blankets hotels were known to have.

Ray: ‘I turn off all the lights k?’
Angel: ‘Okay. I’ve set the alarm for 7am. We can wake up later.’

The single queen sized bed had an imaginary line between them, and Ray went to bed in just his underwear, knowing that the blanket will serve as a cover till the day comes. As the earlier events flashed through Angel’s mind, she was constantly thinking about the tip a guest left and was smiling to herself. Ray wasn’t asleep due to the bump he suffered during the course of duty and noticed her happy look.

Ray: ‘Why are you smiling?’
Angel: ‘Cause I got a tip.’
Ray: ‘How much?’
Angel: ‘100 euros.’
Ray: ‘Wow! Lucky you. And I am feeling the opposite lo. I hit my leg when I was rushing and it is hurting till now.’
Angel: ‘Got apply medication?’
Ray: ‘No leh. Nothing to put on. I think it will be gone tomorrow ba.’
Angel: ‘Cannot eh. We still have a lot of work to do tomorrow. Let me see?’

Ray flicked the bedside lamp on as Angel pulled the blanket away, scaring her with the blackish bruise on his thigh. As long as it was untouched, it did not hurt, but Angel was more worried about his discomfort the next day that she had gone to the toilet to wet a warm towel.

Angel: ‘I’ll rub it for you. Bear with it k?’
Ray: ‘Mmm.. ‘

The concerned girl massaged his legs for a while, not realising that he had been peeping at her panties and admiring her pink nipples showing under the translucent top. The staff had a blazer over them most of the time and did not take them off unless they were in the room. So there was no way he could enjoy such a view until such a fateful night came.

Ray: ‘Umm.. Angel, you have pink nipples?’

She glanced down on her chest to spot the pinkish patch and pulled her buttons together. The underwear above his thighs had a bulge set up and she was embarrassed by his words too. Her cameltoe was so alluring he could not stop staring at them and she finally covered herself with the blanket.

The sense of freedom in a hotel room had made her so comfortable that she forgot the other person in the room was not her boyfriend. Quickly dumping the towel onto the carpet, she turned off the lights using the main switch above her head and went back to bed.

Ray was still hard and did not want this to end just like that. It was not everyday he could be in bed with someone so gorgeous as Angel, with long flowing hair bundled up distastefully due to work. In a fearful manner, he shifted himself under the sheets to her and spooned her gently, poking his hard on on her ass.

Saying nothing, his hand went to her waist and moved upwards to her boobs, unshielded and bare to his touch. Her nipples were first to be pinched and rolled, till she could not take it anymore and reached her hand behind to feel his bulge.

Angel: ‘You know I have a boyfriend right?’
Ray: ‘I know. But I can’t resist you.’
Angel: ‘Okay. As long as you know.’

Her fingers did not stop fondling outside and it took her some time before braving up enough to enter his underwear. Stroking his rod that felt so clean and dry, Angel was slowly opening herself. Surely, no one would know what happened in this room. That very thought pushed all the guilt away and she lowered his underwear, while he tugged her panties down as well.

Getting into a horizontal doggie style, they laid on the bed sideways, angling her body almost perpendicular so he could put it in. After he lubricate his rod with some saliva, it was easier for him to push his way in and Angel was getting wetter as he struggled to penetrate her.

Angel: ‘Go slowly k? It will hurt at first.’

He continued inching his way into her pussy with a little obstruction from her panties but did not delay for too long. In a minute, he was inside of her and wriggling, to thrust her so sensually she did not mind moaning for him.

Ray: ‘Let’s change into doggie k?’

Angel let him guide her hips upwards and he kneeled at her feet, increasing his speed as she clenched her hands around the pillows. The rawness of his dick was brushing along all the sensitive spots in her vagina and his balls were slapping loudly at her clit. The double attack was simply too much for her to take and her body gave her the first orgasm after five minutes of their discreet sex.

Ray: ‘You came?’
Angel: ‘I think so.’
Ray: ‘Your cum is so thick and white.’
Angel: ‘Shhh.. ‘

He understood her feelings and did not mention another word as he thrust harder and deeper. The attempts to get her into missionary was futile as she did not want to see him, and think of how she cheated on her boyfriend. Ray wasn’t any bigger or special than her own boyfriend, but it was the circumstances that drove her so horny and willing to be dominated by another guy.

The two of them fucked in this position for the night, making her cum at least three times before he abruptly pulled out. Angel already had her share of pleasure and was executing the squeezing motion in her pussy to get him to cum, and it was finally time he did. The pleasure she had was filled with so much wrong she knew nothing would make up for the betrayal.

Ray: ‘Sorry I had to stop. I am cumming.’
Angel: ‘It’s okay.’
Ray: ‘So.. where do I shoot?’

Angel had never liked to touch a wet dick but for that night, it was different. She made him lie on the bed next to her and covered themselves with the sheets. Her hand went on to work, stroking his dick fast and furious, letting the soft material of the blanket tease the tip as she pumped.

In no time, he was groaning louder and the blanket was suddenly pulled away, just as a huge load of cum spewed out of his pee hole and over her hand. The playful girl kept jerking him off till he had to escape and dashed into the toilet to hide himself.

Angel: ‘Someone cannot take it huh?’
Ray: ‘Do you do this to your boyfriend too?’
Angel: ‘Uhh.. no.. He usually shoot in a condom inside me.’
Ray: ‘Wah.. so I should be honoured to do you raw?

Right.. how could she do that to someone she barely loved? Ray washed up and returned to the bed, falling asleep from the intense sex and ejaculation Angel had given him with regret. The next day came and went like nothing had happened, but Ray was constantly seen with a hard on around Angel.

After the two days of non-stop service, Angel finally found time to catch up with her boyfriend. Everything seemed normal except when they got into bed, where Angel went out of her usual way to suck him off and please him like a king. It was the least she could do to relieve the guilt from cheating on him with a guy at work.

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Deprived Helper

My maid Lati was doing the laundry when she called out to me, asking why were there holes in my underwear. I had figured out what she was talking about before I even saw what she was holding. It was a set of three underwear that I bought, that was made of sheer material over my crotch, somewhat like a g-string, but consisted of a little ‘pouch’ to hold my package.

Me: ‘This is a new design. It’s more airy.’
Lati: ‘Are you sure this is for guys?’
Me: ‘Duh. You look at the front, girls got things to hold meh?’

She giggled as she threw the two of it in, stuffing the washing machine full with her own clothes as well. We had fixed a day to wash all the inner wear for hygiene’s sake and the last few pieces of panties that went in had a similar skimpy designs too.

Me: ‘You also wear like me ah?’
Lati: ‘Like you said lo, more airy. I like.’
Me: ‘Where did my mum go? I didn’t see her today.’
Lati: ‘She went to Malaysia to visit her relative. I think she will come back tomorrow.’

After we hired a maid, my mum had been frequently out with her friends and visited more places to catch up with her dreams. My dad was a taxi driver and had a taxi to himself, choosing to work all day except to come home to sleep at midnight.

Me: ‘Since it’s just the two of us, you want to rest today? Don’t cook. I go buy food.’

For twenty over years, I had been used to living alone and taking care of all the chores, that’s why I still did not let her do all the work, respecting her as more of a helper than being a ‘mum replacement’. I went to the kitchen where the basket of dirty clothes laid and took out a pair of worn shorts, swapping out the torn boxers for it. Lati was right beside me dumping the detergent in and could see what I wore, the black coloured underwear that hid nothing beneath the see-through material.

I was semi-hard from the early morning and she was staring at it the whole while. And how did I know? Cause I was watching her as I changed, hoping that she was busy but soon, I realised she was bound to see such things in days to come.

Her upwards glancing eyes at me was telling me ‘good job’, probably for having that size. I went about buying the food for the both of us and we ate quietly at the dining table to the whining sounds of the washing machine.

Lati: ‘Does your girlfriend take care of you?’
Me: ‘Every now and then? Your boyfriend leh? You’re only 23 right?’
Lati: ‘He is too small for me. So I always take care of myself.’
Me: ‘Haha. Doesn’t matter as long as you love him right?’
Lati: ‘But now he is so far away, I think he go find other girls already.’
Me: ‘No lah. He won’t. Like you say, he is too small right?’

This domestic helper we hired was a little plump at first, but after doing all the work for a month, she was slimming down and her figure was no difference from a girl who had been working out in the gym. Nonetheless, her dress code was pretty conservative except for the times she chose to get dressed outside the bathroom, letting me catch glimpses of her in bra.

Me: ‘So am I bigger than him?’

She gave a shy nod and a slap on my arm, hurrying me to finish the meal so she could wash the chopsticks. After I was done, I went into the living room to watch the non-stop movie channel and she joined me.

Lati: ‘Yes lah. You are bigger.’
Me: ‘Show me how long is he?’

She held her hand up and showed me the diameter of two one dollar coins. Pretending not to know how long was it, I asked if she could show it to me side by side and I moved before she could answer. My shorts went down to my knees and I kicked it onto the ground. Wearing just the see-through underwear, she placed the two fingers beside my dick, and replied ‘this long’.

In a do or die moment, I grabbed her wrist and pulled it over my dick, where she naughtily leaned closer to hold it in her hand.

Lati: ‘It’s so warm.’
Me: ‘Can you make me happy?’

She gave me a slutty wink and tugged my underwear below my balls. She then tucked her hair over her ears and went down on me, licking the tip a few times to get me harder. My hands could not resist going over her head and pushing her, just to show her how eager I was. Finally, her lips parted and some warm saliva flowed over my rod.

Bending down beside me, her lips pressed hard around my girth and brought them up and down, going in a steady pace. I was growing harder by the minute and her hands were soon on her boobs, making small squeezes on them.

Me: ‘Since mother won’t be home so soon, we can do a little exercise.’
Lati: ‘You got condom?’
Me: ‘It’s in the blue Toyogo box. Help me take?’

She got up hastily and went into my room, appearing shortly after with a smooth glass dildo and the 3-pack box.

Lati: ‘Can I try this? I never see one before.’
Me: ‘Can.. I put on the condom first.’

She stood in front of me and I took the packet from her, ripping the silver wrapper and rolling the rubber. She stripped her shorts and a nude coloured panties off, before sitting beside me by leaning against the armrest on the other side. Her opened legs soon met the dildo and she was not shy in pleasing herself at all. The tip of the dildo went along her slit a few times before she pushed it in.

Lati: ‘Sir, can you buy an electric shaver for me?’
Me: ‘We go buy together next time.’

Although she had asked for it, her pussy was thoroughly shaved and clean, healthy pink between her dark skin. She masturbated herself non-stop and moaned hysterically, turning me on with her sweet voice that sounded like nothing her speaking voice.

Me: ‘Lati.. I can’t wait anymore.’
Lati: ‘You very naughty ah.’

She reached her hands out for me and I went on top of her, parking the tip in, I asked if she was ready and she said yes with her eyes closed. It must have been a long time since she had a dick in her and I was all armed and ready to fire.

With a strong thrust, I pierced into her pussy and she screamed in a sharp pitch. Seeing how agonising it was, the next thing to do was to keep moving so the pain would go away. I was pounding my heart out as her hands went to my ribs, holding me steady. We did missionary for only three minutes, before she suddenly went black and her body began shaking, from a gentle one to a violent convulsion.

I got worried at one point in time, but she quickly assured me that it was how she climaxed, especially with a huge dick in her. I did not care if she was telling the truth when she claimed I was the second dick she had, but kept ramming her swollen cunt.

Lati: ‘Let me go on top and make you happy master.’

I sat myself upright in the middle of the sofa and she faced the TV, before sitting down over my rod. She bounced her body on top of my lap continuously while moaning, leaning back on me whenever she came. I couldn’t take the shallow thrusts in that position and got her to bend over the coffee table, with her legs together.

Lati: ‘Don’t go too fast k? I scared I hit the table when I climax.’

Ignoring her words, I shoved my dick in high speed, holding her waist as her body weakened. We remained in that position for as long as I could remember as her pussy was contracting around my dick, stimulating the tip where it got too sensitive.

Me: ‘Where do you want me to shoot?’
Lati: ‘Wait wait.. take it out.’

I pulled out of her before I even felt the urge and she turned around to kneel between my legs. Her mouth went over it again after tearing the condom off and sucked me tirelessly, listening to my groans. She was so skilled in her oral sex that I was losing my mind as she went on. Forcing her face deeper into my crotch, my dick had disappeared fully in her mouth and I was too high to care.

Me: ‘I’m shooting!’

She lifted her head till only her lips were around my hood, and went down in quick but short jerking motion. Driving my mind crazy with that focus around my dick head, I did not last more than thirty seconds before my load flushed into her mouth. Lati was swallowing as I came, sucking me like a straw till everything was out.

We were finally done with our little deed and she went back beside me, with her hands massaging my balls.

Lati: ‘Men need to massage after sex so it will feel relaxed.’

Her tight grip on my dick kept pumping my shrinking rod till it was too small, and she cleaned me up with her bath towel from the toilet.

Lati: ‘Since mother is not home today, can I ask my friend over?’
Me: ‘Who is your friend?’
Lati: ‘She lives just below us, also a maid. But her family is on a holiday, so she is doing nothing too.’
Me: ‘Okay then. But please don’t make too much noise k?’
Lati: ‘I want her to meet you. Cause you always take care of me.’

She texted on her phone for a while before the doorbell rang. A small girl with the same skin tone as Lati entered in a long t-shirt, with her nipples poking against her shirt. Luckily, I had my boxers on but this time, without anything underneath.

Girl: ‘Hi, I am Lemmy.’
Me: ‘Hi. You can call me.. ‘
Lati: ‘Boy boy!’

Lemmy giggled at her interruption and sat next to me, clamping me between two girls. Lati did not waste anymore time in pulling my boxers down and bringing Lemmy’s hand to my dick, speaking to her in their mother tongue. Lemmy soon flashed a smile at me and took the box of condom I had forgotten on the table, placing it on my chest.

Lati: ‘Take care of my good sister too can?’
Me: ‘Hello. I am not even hard yet.’

Sensing a chance to display her skills, Lemmy got on her knees and took my little one into her mouth, giving it a mouth-to-dick resuscitation. After it grew to a proper size in her mouth, she stood up and lifted her shirt to show me her bare butt. Lati helped me put on a fresh condom and pointed it upwards to the girl climbing on top of the sofa, slowly descending down to my dick.

Lemmy was much tighter than Lati, and we were fucking in seated-cowgirl throughout the session. She was much more active in her hips and grinded me non-stop till she came. After about two orgasms for her, my second load was about to unload and I told them what was happening in my balls.

Lati: ‘You want to taste him?’

Lemmy did not answer her and crawled to the empty side, remaining in a doggie position as she mouth fucked my dick. I came shortly after into her inexperienced mouth and she did the same, swallowing it before taking her rest.

Lemmy: ‘Oh! What is this?’

The flushed face on her did not show any exhaustion at all, picking up the glass toy on the table. I got up and let the two girls sit with their legs opened, facing each other. As a benevolent master, I helped them get the toy into their pussies and let them have the afternoon to themselves, fucking the fortunate dildo to their hearts’ content.

Me: ‘Lemmy, it’s getting late. Do you need to go home for dinner?’
Lemmy: ‘No one is home. I can stay here tonight.’

The girls did not have anything for dinner except my dick, where I felt like a king on my bed as they took turns to suck me off. By nightfall, I was dead tired but the girls were still hyperactive, probably excited at their newfound ‘freedom’ to unlimited orgasms since their arrival in Singapore.

Lati: ‘Master, can I not wear my underwear when we are alone? I don’t want to keep washing them.’
Me: ‘Sure. Up to you?’
Lati: ‘But you also must do the same. Or you can wear just the sexy underwear. It’s easier to wash.’

I did not mind her requests at all, and we had our fun around the house whenever we were alone, which equates to ‘most of the time’.

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Rolling In The

Girl: ‘Put lesser! You want to concuss here ah?’

The stone table next to me had two girls rolling their cigarettes and had a sheet of paper with some powder on it. They were using some plastic cards to divide the substance and scooping some into their sticks. Definitely not something I would come by everyday. Since it was none of my concern about their deeds, I continued with what I was doing.

It was almost 1am when I was drinking at the void deck, watching a movie on my iPad with my ear phones plugged in. The girls lit their cigarettes and the idle rising smoke at the tip was spiralling in green. I did not know what were they smoking but it was certainly illegitimate from their suspicious reactions. Their heads were swinging back and forth as the odour drifted to me, causing a slight lightheaded feel.

Just then, one of them walked up to me with a stick and placed it on my table, with a lighter ready to fire.

Girl: ‘Why so lonely? Want to join us?’
Me: ‘What’s this?’
Girl: ‘Something fun lah. Just try. If cannot finish give it to me.’

I stuck the thin end into my mouth and she lit me up, watching me closely as I drew my first breath in. It wasn’t like anything I’ve smoked before (when I was younger), as my thoughts faded into white in my mind, and the surrounding began smudging in my eyes.

Me: ‘I can’t take anymore.’
Girl: ‘Lousy lah you. Give me.’

She snatched it from my immobile hand and sucked a mouthful of it, before kissing me and making me take the poisonous air into my lungs. The second hit amplified the first wave and I was feeling that sensation of euphoria mixed with a little tingle in my shorts. The desire to just go naked and get my urge relieved was so huge, as though I was in a hotel room alone and there was no one else to stop me from doing what I wanted.

Girl: ‘High already?’
Me: ‘Yeah. I can’t think straight.’
Girl (shouting): ‘Come over leh. Don’t emo alone.’

Her friend came over and the sight of a young woman’s body made my mind even more creative. Girl A, who was speaking to me, wore a tank top with a crystals-lined bra strap across her shoulders, and a pair of tight fitting skirt. Her friend, Girl B, was in a plain t-shirt and a pair of loose cotton shorts. Both of them looked like they had just completed their secondary school and did not looked mature enough even to be smoking.

Me: ‘How old are you girls?’
B: ‘Seventeen.’
A: ‘I can’t take it anymore le. It’s making me.. ‘
B: ‘Shhh!’
A: ‘Don’t tell me you are not horny lo.’

One of A’s hands came over my shorts to check if I was hard, and felt the tip poking in her palm. The stoned girl did not think twice about what she sensed and raised one of her feet to the seat, pulling my right hand to her exposed pink underwear.

A: ‘Help me first.’
Me: ‘Then who help me?’

Tsk She lowered my shorts in a hard tug and pumped it dryly, while my fingers were beginning to rub her panties under the skirt. Girl B was still smoking away, probably more immune to the effects from frequent dosage and did not request anything, till she was bombarded by both our moans.

B: ‘Don’t be selfish leh. Help me too.’

She unzipped her shorts and quickly removed them to strip her panties off. Her cotton pants went back on but the zip was left undone, giving me enough space to work my other hand. Both of the girls, one on each of my side, were moaning to my fingers thrusting at their wet pussies. They even took turns to let me take puffs from their cigarettes, while I pleasured them in a ‘two cats one rock’ style.

B: ‘I think your fingers are not enough eh.’
A: ‘You wanna fuck him ah?’
B: ‘No lah! Hehe.

The girl in shorts looked at me and asked, ‘you want to fuck me?’

The glance I took at our surroundings did not exactly register in my nodding head, but I was too high to care anyway. Girl B stood behind her seat and held onto the backrest, while I went behind her, pulling her shorts down to her thighs.

B: ‘You don’t have a condom with you right?’
Me: ‘Nope. Still want to do it?’

The annoyed girl reached between her legs and guided my dick in, returning me the control once the tip entered. Her sexy back was bent at the perfect angle for both my hands to hold on to and I was pounding her in a hurry. Girl A sat on B’s empty seat and kept scanning around for any passer-bys, masturbating herself while waiting for her turn – or so I guessed.

It was a monotonous moment for me as I could not really feel the ejaculating urge, just the waves of pleasure as I ripped through her pussy over and over again. B’s moans got louder as I went faster, until I had to cover her mouth in fear. Her vagina sealed around my dick so closely that the vacuum was pulling me back in, driving me nuts with the wriggling waist of her, yearning for more.

I rammed the desperate girl harder just to get at her and she was finally giving in after five minutes of furious thrusting. Saliva was dripping from her mouth and her cunt was relaxing to my force.

B: ‘I am going to cum.. fuck!’

As that F word left her mouth, her pussy suddenly went into black hole mode and I had to push myself away or risk shooting into her. She turned around with me holding onto the seams of her shorts, pulling them up before collapsing against the chair. The panting me was like a dog, totally wet from perspiration but still rock solid in front of her.

A: ‘Don’t be shy leh. Use her mouth lah.’
B (tiredly): ‘You shut up.’

I took B’s smouldering cigarette and took a deep puff from it, before standing over her outstretched legs. I pushed her head towards my dick and she took it in straight, letting me continue to fuck her mouth. As I was moving to my heart’s content, she suddenly choked and blurted cum out as she coughed, surprising me with the sight of my milky white that had left without my knowledge.

A: ‘Don’t waste it. Swallow some?’

B closed her mouth to prevent anymore wastage and swallowed whatever that was left. I picked her up and placed her on her seat, while Girl A took her place on top of the table, sitting with her legs opened. Her skirt was out of our way, while her panties were pushed to the sides. I went between her legs and she let my autopilot dock the meat stick.

I did not pause throughout the entry and A was groaning in pain. Her wetness did not help with my size at all and her legs just went around me to keep my inside. We took a little break to let her get used to my rod and right after, we were fucking in a hugging position, dripping sounds coming from the floor that had a puddle was forming from her juices.

As if a horny demon had taken over my mind, I felt strong and sturdy, like I could go on for a long time. Despite the fact I had already came once, I was still as hard and did not disappoint her. My hips kept thrusting deeply at her and her eyelids vibrated as she felt an orgasm coming.

A: ‘You are really big.’

Her friend had recovered more or less and sat beside us, occasionally snapping pictures at Girl A who was in a trance. Finally, an orgasm strike her and she closed her legs in vain, clamping me but did not slow me down at all.

B: ‘She’s not really tight right? Her boyfriend had been sharing her with his buddies like a slut lo.’

True enough, no matter how hard she came, she wasn’t as tight as B. I could not bother less and kept going, till A blacked out in my arms. I was so horny that I did not mind a dead fish at all. Fucking her for another few minutes, she regained consciousness as I felt the cumming sensation returning.

Me: ‘My turn to cum now.’
B: ‘Just shoot inside her. She’s on the pill.’

Girl A was hugging around my chest as I unleashed the last burst of energy, releasing all of my soldiers at her as I kept moving my hips. We remained in that position for some time, letting B take a few photos of our ‘intimate’ moments. At last, I pulled out of her and a huge load of cum just splashed onto the ground, in lumps that flowed around.

B did not waste that scene and digitized the mess on the floor. We rested at our respective seats and I cleaned myself up with the wet tissues B had in her bag. Girl A was still high from the cigarette and the two of us had to clean her up, a big baby indeed.

B: ‘I will take care of her. You want to exchange numbers?’

The smile on my face gave her a satisfactory answer and we got hold of each other. Numerous photos were sent to my phone and she instructed me to show it to her whenever I needed it. Deep down, I knew Girl A wasn’t what I wanted, it was B herself.

Me: ‘And if I needed you?’
B: ‘Call me lo. I stay around here only.’
Me: ‘Okay. She lives near too?’
B: ‘Yeah. Next to me only. But she always stay with her boyfriend. Cause her dad hits her. You wait ah. I call him first. You wait at the playground.’

I packed my belongings and sat on the slide, watching the boyfriend appear and load A into his car. Girl B stood at her lift until they were out of sight and came over to me, covering her shirt over my head childishly.

Me: ‘Eh. Don’t be so naughty leh.’
B: ‘Haha. We are free to do anything we want now!’
Me: ‘Wanna go to my place?’
B: ‘No one home?’
Me: ‘Just you and I.’

I made her remove her bra and shorts at the void deck, using only her shirt to cover her bum. No one interrupted our trip home and she got naked the moment my bedroom door closed. Lying on my bed comfortably, you guys should have seen her face when I took the self-made bondage straps out. The girl had no experience in that but the obedient girl had no problems carrying out every of my commands.

Her sudden change to a submissive slut told me how much she liked to be dominated. And she constantly asked me about what to do in every possible, kinky moments.

B: ‘Can you tie me up all the time? I want to be your little slave.’
Me: ‘I won’t do that. I like you with a bit of freedom to yourself. But promise me, wear nothing below all the time, and keep this inside you.’

I presented her the wireless vibrator and she hastily put it in, hooking my pinky to assure me of her promise. Her renovated room had a sliding window facing the corridor, and that opening had became my ‘door’ to spend the tiring nights with her, usually with a ball gag over her mouth and my dick stroking inside her non-stop.

That little slut just couldn’t let me rest for even five minutes without sucking on it to get it big again. Yay or nay? ;)

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Standing at my usual bus stop, the next bus was coming in two minutes, and the bus after was three minutes away. A small Vietnamese girl working at a massage shop behind me stood beside me and asked if I had a lighter. I had seen her a few times and out of the few ladies working there, she seemed to be the best looking, with a petite body, blonde dyed hair that was usually tied up in a ponytail, for ease of work I guess. She was about to lit her cigarette until I told her about the bus timing and she quickly put the stick back into the box.

We stood there speechless until our bus came, and I did not flag it.

Girl: ‘No going home?’
Me: ‘Next bus in three minutes, less people.’

The second bus had caught up with the first and it was those miscalculations that us Singaporeans used to make a fuss over. We boarded the second one and I headed right for the upper deck, the usual case to have some peace for the long ride. Surprisingly, she followed me up despite alighting earlier, something I noticed whenever I looked out of the windows.

Being the only two passengers, we were alone as we chatted in short phrases, sharing details about our lives and work.

Bian: ‘Very hard to find men like you, so hardworking and good looking.’
Me: ‘Thanks. You are pretty and hardworking too. I see you everyday there.’

For someone whom always had a tough life, she was mature in her thinking and did not hesitate a single bit when she picked my arm up to slip hers under it. Our fingers interlocked and she was sitting closer to me.

Bian: ‘Accompany me a while?’
Me: ‘Okay.’

I did not know what were her plans, but it was still a long way from home and I could definitely spare the time. The white MNG tank top was thick enough to hide her bra cups and I could not see much beyond that. She wore a maxi skirt that extended to her calves and it was making her looked a little Singaporean.

Bian: ‘You got girlfriend?’
Me: ‘No.’

Her hand suddenly went over to my jeans and massaged my bulge until my mind finally gave in, erecting the meat to build a tent quickly. She did not waste anytime and unzipped me, doing all the work while I was feeling lucky. But something soon made me stopped her.

Me: ‘Bian, you do this for a living. I cannot afford to pay you. I don’t earn much too.’
Bian: ‘Don’t worry. I just want to feel love. Not horny.’

She probably meant ‘horny’ as ‘lust’. Her job as a masseuse consisted of giving customers ‘special’ and it was purely to make more money, not for love or anything emotional. Once my dick was hard in her jerking hand, she stood up and raised that long skirt, keeping it in her grip around her hips.

She remembered the safety precautions she needed to take and a condom was fished from her wallet, giving it to me with her open-crotch panties exposed under her groin. I quickly rolled it on and she climbed over my lap, making sure to cover our genitals with her skirt so no intruders would get a peek even if they knew what we were doing.

Sitting on my lap, she grabbed the handrails behind me and sat with my dick under her pussy. Bian was still dry when we started, so she had to rock her hips a little to rub against her pussy, till it was moist. Picking her body up, my dick flicked upright for her to sit over it. She made it seemed so easy with a forward slide to get it in. After it sunk all the way into her, she began bouncing, grinding back and forth on my lap. There wasn’t space for any other positions except the one she started.

Slowly, I was in my own world feeling that tight cunt going up and down my dick, while she was moaning softly into my ears.

Me: ‘You like it?’
Bian: ‘Yes. Very sexy and I feel love.’

Not sure if I was ‘loving’ her or just love what she did, she grew tighter as time passed and she was glowing with sexuality too.

Bian: ‘Tight?’
Me: ‘Yes. Very tight.’

I slouched my body lower for her to go faster and a gentle tremble was building in her arms. Her body turned cold all of a sudden and dews of sweat formed on her fair skin. I knew she was about to cum and I placed my hands around her butt, doing a little ‘pumping’ motion to drive her faster and deeper.

Bian: ‘I am cumming.. ‘

A bit more time passed and she changed her hands to hug around my neck, planting a hard kiss as I felt her getting more slippery. Our movements stopped and her body shook more violently. I did not want to end the pleasure just like this and kept sliding her along my lap, thrusting at the same pace as before.

As she climaxed and recovered, I was still using her to get to my orgasm. It took us another five minutes before my dick gave up fighting the urge, and I warned her about my ejaculation. Bian held me tighter to stop me from moving anymore and dismounted me, letting her skirt fall back down while sitting next to me.

Bian: ‘I give you my special.’

She was about to remove the condom when I held her hand, shaking my head so she wouldn’t do anything she would regret later. Actually, I was the cowardly one and did not want to be infected, if she was even carrying something.

Her head went over my groin and sucked on that rubber skinned dick, shoving her face deep and fast. It only took her a minute before I could no longer hold it in anymore. Her mouth had made a suction that kept my mind thinking I was still fucking her, and her tongue served as an extra stimulation that kept swirling around the tip.

I lifted her head up and she jerked me off, till the creamy load gushed into that transparent rubber, filling the reservoir tip up.

Bian: ‘So much!’
Me: ‘Yeah. I haven’t shoot for a long time.’

She smiled and took the condom off professionally, without a single drop leaking from it. We stayed in each other’s embrace for the rest of the journey and she spent the night at my place. Well, smuggling her into my room was the toughest part as my grandmother was in the living room at that time, sleeping soundly to the sounds from the TV.

That night, we went for another round before sleeping, making sure to use a condom no matter how horny we were. It did really feel like ‘love making’ when we had sex at my place, showing me that language wasn’t a barrier between two person, only a rubber barrier could give us the sense of enjoying without fear of causing any accidents.