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Beach See-Through

Alice and I known each other a few weeks ago, blogging as our common hobby. Although our sites had a huge difference in content, we shared the same goals to write and live out lives in our works. It had taken some time to arrange for a special kind of meeting that reached beyond coffee and meals.

We met at pit 50 as planned for a small picnic by East Coast Park. Although the weather was hotter with the haze, it was still fine for us to gather there and chat. A short while of waiting later, Alice came in a tempting white blouse that was slightly translucent and short denim skirt, strolling through the sand to where I sat, right under the sun.

Alice: ‘Is this the best spot you can get?’

Me: ‘Yeah! You can see your bags from the sea and while it’s hot, we can go for a swim.’

I arranged her bags on the army style groundsheet and did a candy wrap before removing my shirt and shorts, stacking them over the sand to dry. She did the same but in a more sensual manner, unbuttoning slowly and peeling those pesky top over her shoulders. Her skirt came off with a wriggle and the pair of white bikini clung onto her body in the sexiest way possible. It was a decent swimwear with the top covering the important places, and the bottom wrapped around her tight looking ass. The front portion of the bikini bottom was a tad narrower, but her cameltoe was well well hidden in shade.

We went straight for the waters with her hands on me against the waves. Waist deep, I went for a short swim, returning to her after I got breathless from the strong current. Laying on the sand with our feet in the water, the sunglasses we wore helped and the only thing we had to do was to keep splashing water on our bodies to prevent sunburns.

Slowly, the waters pulled us lower and we decided to sit in the wet sand waist deep. Whenever the water recede, her crossed legs revealed those obvious cameltoe and the material got a little translucent when wet, hinting at a shaved or waxed pussy that I wanted so much to lay my hands on. She saw where my eyes were staring at and glided her bum deeper, where the water would not expose her privates. Somewhat disappointed, I shifted next to her and let the waves hit against my fats, chatting on nonsensical topics while we basked.

The crowd behind us disappeared as the temperature got hotter, and her hand just went to my crouch, where my dick was shrunken by the cold water.

Alice: ‘Why is it not standing?’

Me: ‘And why are you so wet?’

Alice: ‘Cause I’m in the water?’

Me: ‘Is it?’

I placed my arms at her waist and pulled her closer, so no one would suspect what we were doing. Her hand went into my trunks and tugged at my dick, until it grew larger to her liking. With what she wore for her bottoms, it was easy to push the cloth to the side and sink my finger into her pussy, where a different kind of wetness caught my attention.

Alice: ‘Since there’s not many people now, shall we go into the waters?’

We got up and went neck deep into the sea, hugging her from behind and fingers going back into her bottoms, dipping into the mixture of saltwater and her juicy goodness. Her hands were on her bum, and stroking my rod as well, warm in contrast to the water. After a few minutes of foreplay, she perked her butt to slide up and down my shaft, before I angled it lower to point at her pussy.

Me: ‘Ever done this before?’

Alice: ‘Nope. It will be my first time.’

I felt the centre part of her bottoms get pulled away and I entered her easily, plunging my rod into a different kind of pleasure. That unforgettable tightness and slipperiness, kept my hips moving as the waves rushed against my back to drive my manhood deeper. With both of us looking at the beach, a few passerby glanced in our directions but did not raise any alert. After all, it wouldn’t take too long before we were done.

She floated away after some time and turned around to face me, arms over my neck and legs around my waist. In the wobbly environment, she let slip of her grip and lowered her pussy over my dick, where I held her waist and pulled her up and down, assisted by the buoyancy and natural ‘forces’. I could totally feel the tension between her legs, and the orgasmic expression on her face was priceless.

We had skipped the kissing part to prevent any water from entering our mouths, and at the same time, trying not to get dragged down into the deeper waters. Almost mouth level, I took a deep breath with her and went under, grabbing her waist and thrusting my hips with all my might, until a kick to the surface gave us another breath of air.

I was about to cum and she was squeezing her pussy tighter for me. Swimming sidestroke towards the shore, we gained footing and resumed our sex better. Finally, I waded my way to get my chest out of the water and rammed hard into her, without exposing our lower body. The gush of hot cum made her gasp and her legs clamped around harder.

Lost in the pounding waves, she could feel better if I was done and once my pulsating dick calmed down, she swam away and adjusted her bottoms, before crawling back onto the sand. I followed her behind as I tidied my trunks, joining her exhausted on the beach.

Me: ‘Sorry Alice.. I totally couldn’t tell if you came. The waters, are just too fierce.’

Alice: ‘Don’t worry k? I did. In fact, the moment you put it in from behind, you touched a sensitive spot and almost knocked me out. I came a few times.’

Me: ‘Look.’

I pointed at her pussy and we saw a thick white load of liquid gathering on the cloth. She pressed onto it and rubbed it around, smearing my cum all over her pussy.

Alice: ‘No one can see now.’

We waited for the sky to get a bit darker before stepping out of the sea, heading to our spot to start on the simple BBQ. She only wore her skirt, leaving her top to keep neighbouring eyes busy on her slim, curvy body, while I was dressed in a similar manner, but garnered no views, but jealousy.

Having sex in the sea.. is both thrilling, but a little disappointing. As my mind had to balance and pump. I would still prefer the bed or somewhere more comfortable.

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Absent Mind

Desmond had spent close to two hours at the pub with his bunch of guy-girl friends and a few of the young ladies working there accompany beside him as well. Bottles of hard liquor and jugs of beers later, it was all high and crazy as they played games and teased each other. No matter how wild it might get, he knew he would be going home alone since ONS did not appeal to him. After the last cup of beer was emptied into his, the group cheered and finished their drinks. All good and well, they made the payment and Desmond was accompanied out by Michelle, whom he thought would be going to just drop him off at a taxi stand and return to work. But it wasn’t the case.

Michelle: ‘I’ll get you home safely. My shift has ended anyway.’

The last thing he remembered was getting into a cab with her and the rest were history. When he woke up, it was because drops of water hit his face. Desmond found himself naked, with his wrists and ankles secured to straps tied to the corners of the bed and the sheets he laid on were smelling very girlish, around the room were table and cupboards, filled with cosmetics and clothes. Michelle, who was standing with her legs opened above his head smiled as he woke up and felt the saliva on his face. She squatted down and positioned her pussy over his mouth, grinding in small motions around his lips until he stuck his tongue out to lick her.

He wasn’t in a position to reject or disobey since he had something that could be cut off easily if she wanted to. Gosh, he can’t even imagine that, even eating shit would be better than that pain. Her moans filled up the room as his tongue swiped along her slit in an up-down action, sucking and clamping her clit occasionally with his lips. Desmond wasn’t that lousy in pleasuring girls either.

Soon, she slid her body down to his stomach and sat over him while she reached to the side of the bed to pull out what seemed like a mask used for oxygenating hospital patients. She placed it over his mouth and a scent of chemicals made him hold his breath for as long as he could. Of course, she knew how to counter that as well. One hand holding the mask, the other hand reached backwards to his testicles and she gave it a gentle massage, toying with the egg-shaped spheres within it. Desmond could not tolerate that at all and took a deep breath of air, and his vision immediately blurred, strength gone like the wind. But amidst that drain of energy, he found his dick to be feeling hotter and bigger, opposite reaction to what his body experienced.

Michelle waited for a while for him to be really relaxed and left the mask by the pillow, in case he needed it. She moved her hips lower to his waist and finally, he could feel the cold wetness of her pussy touching the tip of his ‘head’. She leaned her body forward onto his and slowly glided down, letting her pussy lips spread to his width and pushed down the little head, right where his dick was secured with the mushroom cap, before he closed his eyes in ecstasy, just when her pussy swallowed his length, along the shaft that seemed never-ending until her pussy touched his shaven groin.

Once fully inserted, she began moving her hips in a roving manner, sitting down firmly, but rotating her hips in rounds and moving it back and forth like how the OSIM iGallop worked. She was like that massage device, going in a rhythm so sychronised that Desmond knew was the once and only time he felt so right. It was a perfect pussy he was enjoying that matched how his body liked it. It did get a little monotonous as she went at it for a good fifteen minutes without much changes, and throughout the whole time, it was as breathtaking as it was from the start.

She finally got the message and placed her calves on the bed, before lifting her butt up and letting it down. In this position, Michelle pushed her vaginal walls closely together and went bouncing on him as Desmond went a little crazy and groaned as well. It was truly sexy for her to watch how her partner got tortured because of her skills.

There was not much she could do with him lying down but it was great for her, the control of the speed, depth, was all with her and she had been cumming from time to time with his size and stamina that it was one of the most worthwhile nights she had. Desmond was drifting in and out of sleep but it didn’t matter as long as that rod of his does not soften. After a long night, close to 30 minutes of riding later, Michelle was getting tired too, but she knew he would prefer to cum.

Turning a valve on the air tube leading to the mask, a swish of air was heard and she covered it over his face, until he finally regained his consciousness and strength. She untied the straps and let him free, before she bent over in front of him into doggie. It did take Desmond a while to get his strength back, but as he rested, he got to his knees and plunged his hard dick inside her pussy.

It was his turn to get a feel of how soft, wet and relaxed this scary slut was. He held onto her butt tightly and reached for her hair, before she stretched her arms backwards so he could hold onto them instead. He jerked her body backwards and made sure his dick was all the way into where she never even felt possible, and kept ramming his meat between the delicate pink flaps of raw pussy flesh.

Michelle screamed loudly as he went faster and faster, way beyond what she could handle and the size of his dick actually grew inside her as well, rendering her squeezes oversensitive. With her pussy fully stimulated at all areas, she found herself climaxing non-stop and the gushes of juices from her pussy had hit record amounts too. Desmond transferred all his fears and relieves of it into sexual energy and kept pumping into her, until he was ready to cum.

Desmond: ‘I am cumming right inside you!’

He let go off her arms and pulled her waist right back at his dick, which her pussy was then filled like a water balloon but instead of water, cum took its place inside her. The humongous flood of sperms exploded into her like a pipe burst and she could totally feel how much there was. His hands remained tight on her waist and close to his body as well. She could not struggle at all.

Once he was slowing down, he took his dick out of her and turned her to the side. He quickly went over to her mouth and pinched onto her nose before dipping his cum-covered dick into her mouth, pushing her jaws close before giving her a few thrusts down her throat. He grabbed the gas mask after he was done and turned the valve to the initial setting, before covering it over her mouth, letting her inhale the weakening mix of chemicals.

Well, Desmond did not really just let her rest that way. He took the chance to rape her twice and making sure all the cum went into her pussy or mouth, before he tied her up so she would not do it to him if she woke up. Michelle loved to dominate and submit. So in anyway, she enjoyed herself even though the rape did happen, it was more of a fantasy came true for her.

Days to come, he would sneak into her house with a duplicate set of keys and put the mask with sleeping gas on when she fell asleep. After she’s out, he would then proceed to rape her to his heart’s content, and let the night past for her to rest until day. No one would know right?

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Explosion

Samantha climbed over Jon’s thighs after lifting her dress up and quickly slipped his dick into her while she lowered herself over him. There was not much time to lose as anybody could come into the toilet, it was at level four of Red Dot Traffic building. The night was slowly passing as their groans and moans echoed in the cubicle. But they were not the only ones there. As she bounced atop of him, the door suddenly swung open and she was pulled away by a pair of arms under hers.

Two men then entered the cubicle and dragged him out, behind Samantha. A door in the corner was opened and they went into it, leaving the corridor all quiet and still. Inside, Samantha was thrown at a couch and she screamed as the guy who dragged her earlier, laid a few hard slaps across her face.

The other men tied Jon onto a chair, so tightly he had no way to wriggle at all. As his girlfriend was panty-less, it made work easier for the guys and they brought her to the back of the sofa, bending her over the headrest facing her boyfriend. Zip sounds then went off like fireworks and the clinging of the belts hit the floor. Jon could not help but watch his girlfriend get used by the strangers.

Once they were naked from the waist down, the guy behind her split her legs, flipped her dress up and a moan escaped from her lips, hinting at the penetration of her pussy. The loud pounding followed and Samantha was moaning against her own will. Noticing the danger of the sounds that were coming out of her, another man went to her face and pinched her nose, letting her catch one last look at her boyfriend before his dick sank into her lips and his hips thrust happily at her.

Choking and moaning, it hurt Jon badly as he could not imagine the pain she was enduring. The guy at her mouth did not last too long and the thick pile of cum filled up her throat, forcing her to swallow if not suffocate. The gulps went unwilling and he left her mouth to rest. The male pounding her from behind did not take too long either and pumped hard into her as his sperms sprayed into her and filled her up with his seeds.

Finally, it was the last guy’s turn. Smiling widely, he clumsily squeezed a tube of lubricant at her butt and used her crack to lube himself up as well. After a few deep breaths, Samantha screamed through his hand at her mouth as his dick poked into her tight anus. It certainly took a few minutes as her eyes rolled back and voice turned hoarse. She tried to fight with all her might for freedom but it did not work, instead, tiring her out faster.

With her lifeless body bent over the sofa, the man began moving faster, sinking this dick in and out of her ass. The pressure inside was overwhelming and he especially loved it when Samantha used that bit of strength in her to try and push him out, he would ram her with the equivalent force and try to go deeper.

The pain and weird feeling inside her body was stirring up an addiction that felt better than normal intercourse. Without warning, a hot-cold sensation fired through her body and her pussy collapsed onto itself, contracting beyond her usual tightness and the gush of juices leaked like never before. The orgasms did not stop just like that, in fact, it went on non-stop as long as his dick kept stroking the insides of her butt and together with her own hands rubbing her clit to ease the pain.

Although it was rape she was going through, it opened up something in her that made her felt dirtier than usual, and much more hornier than ever. The man gave a loud groan and gave her the deepest and hardest few thrusts into her butt, before letting the meat squeeze out its tube of sperms into her, soothing the pain with a generous load of warm cum.

They quickly got dressed and ran out of the room, leaving Jon in restraints, and Samantha’s body leaking of cum in all three holes. Her mind was exhausted, but her body was not ready to end any time soon. After all, the person she was in love with, was sitting in front of her, in bounds for her pleasure and usage.

As the moonlight disappeared, their eyes had gotten used to the darkness and she got off the sofa to him. With a pair of scissors she found, his pants and underwear turned into shreds. Sure enough, he wasn’t turned on after what happened, but with her mouth working on his rod, it didn’t take long either.

Her lips gave him a tight seal around the shaft, closely sucking on the skins around and under. That line of pleasure under his shaft was kept warm and wet with her tongue stroking against it. And once in a while, she would stop at his cute mushroom and suck on the lollipop while his pee hole received the royal stimulation.

Once his dick was throbbing with life, Samantha sat on him with her back facing him. Her hands rested on his upper thighs as support while her calves helped her to bounce a little up and down, grinding his dick inside her while her pussy gasps in excitement. Yes, the cum of the other man was inside her, but that was exactly what made it so slippery and exotic.

Her pussy contracted to the tightest with her free hand rubbing on her clit, pushing Jon to the edge of cumming right there and then. Her anus was still leaking lubricant and that was the next stop for him. She lifted herself higher out of her pussy and sat over his dick, this time, penetrating her anus. Jon jumped up from the over sensitive contact but his hands were holding him down.

Samantha did not care about how he felt but his dick was way bigger than the last guy’s. It felt so full and urgent, like toilet urgent. Once she began moving, the effects of anal sex soon got into her and her hips kept going without rest, slapping on his legs, and whenever she got tired, she would just grind her hips around his groin, making sure he was in agony.

Soon, Jon knew what was coming.

Jon: ‘Sweetheart, I’m cumming!’

With that signal, she continued her pace on top of him quicker and deeper, making sure Jon begged for mercy. Finally, the last straw came and his legs threw around while his dick fired all the 6 rounds of bullets into her. Samantha was still riding in case you’re wondering, and that just drove Jon wild and crazy. Just as the chair tipped to the side, she got up and let him fall, before untying him and letting him go.

The duo did not make a report after that incident, but began on their new adventures in all her love holes. Sometimes, requiring help from a few more guys to plug them all.

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Wishful Thinking

Girl: ‘Umm.. are you J?’
Me: ‘Anyone could be. Why?’

She showed me her phone’s screen that had a WeChat conversation going on, with ‘Blk 2xx’ as the last message received. I gave her a smile and watched her sit next to me, long t-shirt lifted up to a dangerously short length as she peered curiously into my screen.

Girl: ‘Can I read it?’

I nudged my iPad to her and she spent the next minute silently scrolling, hand pressing harder into her thighs as she reached the bottom. I could tell her suppressed excitement, but what could I expect at a brightly lit void deck? I knew this place too well to know what can happen.

Girl: ‘I was shocked when you told me the block. I just wanted to see if you are here even though you didn’t tell me which area you are writing at.’
Me: ‘Haha. Lucky you then. I could be in Jurong.’
Girl: ‘Yeah! I know right!’

I saved the draft of the story I just completed and she picked her phone from the table, looking ready to leave.

Girl: ‘You want to go somewhere else? I would love to know more about you.’

A frown showed her my puzzled look and she folded my iPad case while I gathered my phone. Leading the way, we went to a staircase, not surprising to be available in this old estate of Singapore. As soon as I made myself comfortable, she was touching herself on the black boyshorts she wore below.

Girl (whispering): ‘Sorry. I couldn’t take it anymore after reading your story.’

I gave her a sigh and she let her hand go of her legs.

Girl (whispering): ‘Want to help me out?’

Could I say no? I reached for her panties and rubbed her out while she lowered my shorts, masturbating the hardened rod that had been there since she appeared. Looking not any older than 20, her gentle hand was driving me crazy. We spent some time getting her off at the dark stairwell before she got too heated up and removed her panties.

With heavy breathing, she came up to my ears and asked, ‘can you do me here? I’ve brought protection along.’ She pushed a condom into my hand and I immediately returned it. ‘You’ll have to put it on for me.’

She bit her lips and ripped the wrapper up. The super thin rubber capped over me easily and we went to the corner of where two flights of steps connected. I held one of her legs over my forearm, facing each other while she guided my dick closer. Shirts touching, I did a little squat to get right in and she wrapped her arms around my neck for balance.

Her hips slammed against mine as I made little thrusts, sinking me right in to her sweet spot. Soft ‘oh yes’ came from the demure girl-next-door with each stroke, till she suddenly jumped on me and bit my shoulders real hard.

Looking at the wet teeth marks on my shirt, she got off and apologised for the lack of control – as she came.

Me (whispering): ‘It’s alright. No one will ask me anything.’
Girl (whispering): ‘You wanna do me from behind?’
Me (whispering): ‘Would love to.’

Her narrow waist bent forward against the wall and I dug right in, jerking her boobs I couldn’t see under her shirt. As we fucked harder and harder, we were up against the wall with her butt sticking out, receiving each blow from my joy stick.

Me (whispering): ‘Hey, I’m about to.’
Girl (whispering): ‘Wait wait.’

She dismounted off me and removed the condom. Standing behind me, she held my dick and helped me out, reminding me to tell her when the moment came. Wet with a little of her bodily fluids, the handjob went damn well in front of a wall.

Me: ‘Now now!’

Her other hand came to cover the tip as I squirted violently into her hand, trying hard not to go on my knees. She was forcing every bit out of me with her jerking hand moving non-stop.

Me (whispering): ‘i’m done.’

She went over to the steps and sat down, knowing I would follow suit. What could she possibly do with her dirtied hands? Looking at her bewildered, she had made a little ‘cup’ to contain my cum. Her lips pouted and she slurped the proteins up like a plate of half-boiled eggs.

Me: ‘Hey nooo.. ‘

I pulled her hand away from her mouth right that instant. Nobody is to do that for me, especially a stranger. She licked her lips and cleared her throat, fully understanding my concern for her weird action.

Girl: ‘This is the cum of my favourite writer. I don’t want to waste these smart little guys.’

I sighed once again through my nose and let her lick everything up. The happiness on her face.. I didn’t know if that was something I would be honoured for. She cleaned her hands with her black undies and I was asked to send her to her doorstep.

Girl: ‘Let me know when you’re downstairs again k? Wait for me outside for a while.’

Her door closed after she entered and a minute later, her window along the corridor opened. Upon standing closer to her, she grabbed me by the neck and kissed on my lips.

Girl (whispering): ‘Don’t worry. I’ve washed my mouth. But never washing these.’

She held up her soiled panties and I told her sternly to wash them for hygiene’s sake. As well as making a promise to ‘dirty’ them again next time so she wouldn’t really keep that pair unwashed somewhere.

We parted ways and she collapsed happily on the bed, shirt pulled up to her chest and legs apart as my farewell sight. Do erotica writers even deserves such encounters we never expected?

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Maturity Claims

As Stephanie’s 21st birthday passed midnight, she was all alone in her room, sillily smiling to herself as she unwrapped the one and only present she received. It was from her dad, who was out of job, but constantly running around running errands for people with his van. All along, she considered her family to be low income, but her ambitious nature made her very ashamed of telling others so. She did not have a memorable birthday party like other girls her age, but her two best friends made it as best as they could.

Right as her mind dozed off, while she was still on her bed looking playing the tiny Android device her friends gave, her phone rang loudly and she was shocked. Who would be calling her at 2am? Her birthday just passed and she wouldn’t mind falling asleep to the fond memories that day.

Guy (on phone): ‘Hello? Hello?’

Her phone emitted the faint voice as she remembered picking it up but did not immediately listened to it.

Stephanie: ‘Hello? Who is this?’

Guy: ‘Hi. I am Joseph. And I am at your door. Instructions had been given to me to deliver something to you at this specific time.’

She quickly flipped around the pile of clothes on the floor for her jacket. Since she was all alone at home, her outfit of just a bra and shorts were in no expectation to meet anyone. After pulling the jacket over her shoulders, she opened the door and invited the smartly dressed man into her house.

Steph: ‘Sorry. My family rented this apartment so I would have more space to myself. The other flat is rented out.’

Joseph: ‘No worries. I am from xxx Bank, and I had been your dad’s financial planner for the longest time. I know I look young, but believe it or not, I’ve watched you grow up, since the last agent had handed your dad’s account to me.’

Steph: ‘Is it some overdue bills he did not pay?’

She could not think of anything else her dad could be involved with a bank. The meagre sum of money he earned made her thought that they might not even have insurance as protection. And what that guy meant when he said ‘watched her grow up’ possibly meant the length of time the company had been chasing after whatever debt he had.

Joseph: ‘No no. It’s nothing bad. Here.’

He took out a cheque from a zip lock out of his shirt pocket, since he had been drenched from the heavy rain. S$210, 000 – Two hundred and ten thousand dollars only. She could not believe her eyes. She called her dad who was still working, but there was no answer. Joseph did not just left her confused, he took a folder out of his bag, and showed her a chart with the monthly contribution paid by her father and the handwritten instructions he gave when he started the account. She was not even born by then.

‘Children, what did he meant when he wrote that?’, Stephanie questioned.

‘He opened this account and entered into a investment agreement with us, intending to give the proceeds to his children. And from what I know, your mother had divorced and held custody of your brother, so under the law, you are the only child of him, your father’, he explained while flipping his shirt to dry himself.

‘It’s all yours’, he reassured her once again.

She snapped out of her daze and went to the kitchen to take a towel for him, which he quickly asked for permission to wipe himself up and she pointed to the only room with space, which was hers. He entered the room and shut the door, then drying himself up.

Without warning, Stephanie bursted into the room and gave him a push followed by a slap. One so hard he fell onto her bed and knocked his head against the wall.

Stephanie: ‘My dad told me a few years ago that he just lost 150 thousand, I was too young to understand then. But he made it clear that going out of job would render his investment policy forfeited. Don’t you dare lie to me. What do you want?!’

Joseph apologetically lowered his head and further said in a sadder tone, ‘although the company’s stand was to forfeit the policy, I continued paying for it, seeing the state he was in, I could not just let the money go to waste. I’m sorry for not being truthful.’

True enough, all the documents pointed to his words and was real. The embarrassment went to Stephanie’s face and she was dumbfounded.

Stephanie: ‘Let me dry you up.’

She unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and removed his half-removed pants. Taking the towel in her hands, she wiped him down and accidentally triggered his little head, making it rose to an ache in his underwear. Her sweater’s zip was low and he had a direct view to her breasts. Her hand with the towel over his bulge kept rubbing over his underwear and his small head poked out of the elastic waistband.

She pulled his underwear down and let it drop to his ankles before he stepped out of it and let her dry him. His hands pulled the zip until her cleavage revealed between the zipper and he went around her back to unhook her bra. Stephanie was touched by what he did, and the fact that he kept paying for years made her even more grateful. The only ponder she had was why he would do such a thing for a man he hardly knew.

Her sweater, bra and shorts were off her tight body and he kissed her in empathy. She let her hand drop to his dick and began stroking him, still pre-cum started oozing out non-stop. As the strokes went more smoothly, they climbed into the bed and started making out. She was on top of him, with her mouth on his and one hand on his dick.

He then pulled her body onto him, and slowly raised his hips till it reached her pussy.

Stephanie: ‘Be gentle k?’

He inched into her and her pussy stretched to accommodate him. Within moments, he was fully inside her and she began grinding her hips, it felt good to have a dick rolling around inside her, and he helped too by thrusting his dick in and out of her, mixing the pre-cum and juices together.

Joseph: ‘You know, your dad once asked me if I needed a place to stay, and I could move in with him, provided I paid the money on his behalf. He was a great man. But I did not take up his offer since I could see your house is quite crowded with just the younger you and him.’

Stephanie: ‘Shhh.. ‘

She dismounted from his rod and turned over in doggie, spreading her pussy lips apart as an invite. He got up on his knees, and slowly penetrated between the juicy slices of meat, and rammed her fast and furious, to a point she was moaning out of control. She managed to squeeze him tighter as his dick grew in size while inside.

The fun did not last long for him, since her orgasms made her one notch tighter everytime. Stephanie was long out of her own sanity and was going like a wild tigress, bouncing madly while on top, and moaning as subtly as a kitten while in doggie.

Joseph: ‘I’m cumming Steph!’

In a flash, she freed herself and turned to face him, who was still kneeling. She guided him to sit on her pillow and she laid on his thigh, while sucking him off. She was throwing her head at him, stuffing her mouth full of his meat until his proteins began to fire out of the thick meat sausage. Like a pro, she contained every bit of it in her mouth and swallowed it would as much a twitch on her face.

The two sexed up bodies then fell on their backs opposite each other, trying to catch their breaths. That night, Joseph stayed over but slept on the sofa in the living room, expecting her dad to return, but he did not.

A call at 6am to Stephanie woke both of them up and she cried while dressing up quickly, explaining that the police had called regarding an accident involving her dad. In one night, she found happiness and sorrow, after confirming her dad had passed away, leaving her the biggest gift in his life.

The house was in silence after the two of them parted. Joseph had went to process the claim and a S$150k cheque was credited into her bank account.

Stephanie: ‘I guess you can move in with us now. If I can keep the house.’

As she packed her father’s belongings, Joseph was shocked to hear that another death payout was due, and it was in millions, along with a private apartment he owned – all to his daughter. I wouldn’t say it’s a happy ending, but her dad made sure everything was taken care of in case of such things.

Joseph and Stephanie still lived in the private apartment, but she had used him as a form of release for the temporary sorrow she felt. The nights of wild sex began and lasted, for as long as they were together, till marriage and beyond. With a man versed in investments, they had no lack of anything, while they remained grateful for what Stephanie’s late father had left behind.