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A Second Look

Although Miki and I were just meeting at a neighbourhood supermarket, she certainly did not disappoint my eyes when she turned up in a white camisole, lacy at the back with a tinge of translucency to show her red-black bra, and a pair of yoga shorts that her butt cheeks filled nicely. Needless to say, envious eyes were on me when she held my arm around the aisles, checking out the prices of groceries needed for a birthday party.

As planned, we didn’t get anything besides a good gauge of the budget, close to a hundred without counting the hard liquor. After an impromptu ‘summary meeting’ at Starbucks, I did the gentlemanly move of sending her back in return for her company, which didn’t just end when we reached her lift landing.

‘Aren’t you going to walk me up?’

‘Haha. I am now.’

We went to the highest floor according to the button she pushed and walked all the way to the end of the corridor, before she grabbed my hand in excitement. Unsure of what she saw or heard, I blindly followed her down a flight of steps and stopped there.

‘Uh. One floor down?’

‘No. Here.’

She caught me by surprise when she pushed me up against a wall, and started kissing me on the lips. Not only was it the second time we met, but I knew nothing about her except that she clubs. Now that luck has caught up with me, her hand found its way into my shorts within a minute into making out, changing my soundless breathing for groans when she stroke my growing erection up and down.

(She whispered impatiently) ‘I’ve waited so long for this chance.’

‘To?’

‘For. This.’

A twist of her wrist lowered the stretchy waistband low enough for my cock to bounce out and her shoulders quickly dropped to my hips. Her starving mouth then spontaneously took my cock in and my mind snapped blank as soon as she slid her lips down that hard shaft.

Unlike the countless blowjobs I have ever received, her relaxed lips brought me to new heights with a massage-like pressure, similar to a handjob that kept me hard but not deprive me too much. The soft tongue she placed gently against the underside of my shaft provided the softest, wettest platform to slide on, like a delicate caress of the fiercest monster.

Every few strokes when she took a break, she took her time to keep the ‘helmet’ in her mouth, maintaining a slight vacuum while tickling the tip with her tongue. My gaze at her lips slowly became hard to break away from when I realised her mouth opening wider, seemingly to contain my ever-thickening cock.

‘Mmm! Now, this is big!’

She got up on her feet and turned towards the ledge of a huge opening in the wall, where friendly neighbours were free to look at IF they were looking. A naughty wriggle of her ass brought her shorts down to her knees, for a smooth, tiny slot to show itself between her ass cheeks.

‘Here?’

‘Uh huh.’

‘Now?’

‘Uh huh.’

There was no need for anymore speech after she shook her ass again. I went up behind her and spread my feet shoulder-wide, readying myself right behind that fine, hairless pussy. After I pierced my wide ‘head’ into her, the overwhelming tightness stopped me in my track, but not before she took control and backed herself up on me.

In a flash, I was in one of the tightest vagina I’ve ever been in, and she was controlling me with her up-down grinding motion. It must be the most awkward standing sex when I realised I couldn’t move without cumming, and that she had to do most of the work fucking ‘herself’.

My pointless worry got better when she threw backward glances at me, as if telling me ‘it’s alright’ with her smiling, open-mouth breathing. Still, I managed to give her a minute of continuous pounding before I had to stop again, for a climax I didn’t know how to hold onto.

(As I panted) ‘Umm.. Miki? I think I’m going to cum soon. You’re too.. Tight for me.. ‘

‘Oh it’s fine. I’m sure things will get better with more practice.’

She stood upright and sat on the ground in front of my twitching manhood, completely covered in her abundant juices. Miki took me into her mouth again and pulled me ‘in’ by my thighs, tapping continuously until I got the cue to start moving.

The silly me took over the blowjob and made it into a mouth-fuck, which she managed to take all of me down her throat without so much a flinch of an eyelid. She was literally all mine to use as a cum dump.

After a strange ten minutes long combo of blowjob, deep-throat mouth-fuck, I finally felt the urge again and warned her of the incoming load. My thrusts sped up for another minute or so until I couldn’t hold it in any longer, before starting to fill her mouth up with my cum.

The sporting girl only showed a face of satisfaction after my squirt was over, and cleaned me up simultaneously as she gulped my load down. After the deed was done, we got dressed and that was also the time she commented on my fluids.

‘You know, it might be weird coming from me, but you taste good.’

‘Really? You’re the second person to say that.’

‘Yeah. It makes me wanna.. Can I?’

‘What?’

She squatted where I stood and pulled my pants down again, cleaning me up a second time for a period long enough – for me to get hard again. Unable to leave me in that state, we went for another round in missionary on the dusty ground, and came into her mouth which was hungrier than the first time.

In a way, we did have something to ‘take home’ that night. And I hope for more nights to cum.

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Turning Good

‘Thanks for the meal and movie leh. First time I hang out with a guy like you. A bit embarrassing cause I don’t know what to say.’

‘Hey. It’s fine. I just wanted to enjoy the day, and I did.’

After taking a long shot to look for someone to hang out with on a day I wanted to take a break from everything, an ‘ah lian’ I met online took up my offer (to have everything paid for in return for company).

From the time we met to the end of the ‘date’, I could tell how impressed she was by the way she listened to my rants, to the surprised face when we caught the movie in the Gold Class theatre, before being overwhelmed by the dinner in an upscale restaurant I fancied for a long time. Nonetheless, I got what I paid for and I was sure she did too.

Out of courtesy, I sent her back to her place where she stopped me at the void deck, presumably to thank me for everything. Just as I thought we were done for the day, she popped a question that caught me off guard, in a way that I never thought my ‘offer’ would suggest otherwise.

‘So.. We are not going to fuck?’

‘Umm. No? I didn’t put anything about that on the post did I?’

‘No, but I thought usually guys will ask for it? Like you didn’t pay for my food and movie tickets for nothing what. So I thought.. ‘

‘No. We’re not going to do that. Thanks for the offer though.’

Here on, I couldn’t tell if she was confused or smitten by my upright morales, until she asked if I could send her up. Of course, having made such a long trip to her place, a few more floors wouldn’t hurt and I brought her to the doorstep, where she introduced me to her parents who were just cleaning up after dinner.

‘This is Jae! A new friend.’

They might have mistaken our status when I realised how ‘compatible’ we were dressed, her in a spaghetti top with tie-laces around her chest and plain black skirt, while I was in a buttoned shirt with jeans and shoes. Without asking further, they invited me in and fetched a glass of water, leaving me no choice but to extend my stay.

Perhaps it was the fact that such a well-dressed guy like me didn’t mind their daughter who had tattoos all over her shoulders (to her elbows) or just how she had ‘scored’ a ‘decent’ guy like me, that they made that assumption. Bombarding me with personal questions, my ‘date’ appeared again after she changed out of her skirt into something more comfortable – a pair of FBT shorts.

She then asked me into her room where soft toys lined the edges of the bed, while lights went out in the living room, along with the last thing her dad shouted before the main door slammed shut.

‘GER! WE ARE GOING DOWNSTAIRS FOR A DRINK!’

As soon as they left, she led me away from the stool in front of her laptop and onto the bed, where she went on her knees between my legs.

‘You really never think of fucking me?’

‘No. And you shouldn’t give in so easily too.’

She then picked up half of a pill in a bottle cap and swallowed it with the water from the bottle, before offering the other half to me. I didn’t know what she was up to and neither did she looked like she was going to explain.

‘Trust me.’

Knowing full well of the danger I could be in taking that unknown substance, I saw the certainty in her eyes and gulped the other half down my throat. Following that, the lights went off and noises of her stripping came from my front.

Bringing my hands to her bare hips, I felt the little moisture from perspiration forming on her skin, all the way to her breasts where she cupped my palms over. Before I made sense of any of these, my pants were being undone and a rush of heat consumed my sanity.

Like her, I was covered in sweat within minutes and her fumbling hand on my cock didn’t help much either. I found myself groaning hysterically as she pumped my shaft up and down, taking the hot tip into her mouth and teasing it further with her tongue. A full-blown mouth-fuck then unfolded when she let go of her grip, gagging herself to a pitiful state I could not bear to listen for more than three minutes.

(She whispered) ‘You don’t like ah? Painful?’

‘No. But I don’t want you to do that to yourself.’

Suddenly, she climbed over me like a fiend and I managed to stop her from ‘fucking herself’ when she tried to sit over my erection. ‘Trust me’ pretty much ended when it comes to sex, not for the fear of STDs, but for respect of her Q.O.L., or as doctors know it – Quality of Life.

(I whispered) ‘Condoms.’

She got the message immediately and that protection was put up as quickly as we could. There on, it was a merciless penetration with an upward jab of my hips into her pussy that was wet beyond believe. The poor girl didn’t know what hit her when she lost consciousness midway during her ‘ride’, collapsing backwards for me to keep fucking her in missionary.

Pounding her like a rag doll, she gasped and thrashed around helplessly, while barely responding to my frequent checks of ‘comfort’. I was in a head of mess when I couldn’t get control of my hips, letting them loose to do whatever they wanted. All I could think of was how good my dick felt inside her warm orifice, getting squeezed and milked in the most awesome love hole.

Finally, after ten minutes of raging sex, the exhausted girl pushed me off and flipped over into doggy, spreading her ass wide open for me.

‘Put it inside my ass.’

‘What? Seriously?!’

‘YES! MY ASS!’

I made one last thrust into her pussy to get however much fluids I could coat over my dick before putting it in her anus, (myself) groaning in agony as I forced inch by inch into her. Her mood took a turn for the better (or worse?) once I started banging her breathless, almost losing my mind in that first tight hole I ever had.

Talk about fucking crazy fuckers. Yes. That was all of it that mattered.

To be fair, I didn’t last any longer than five minutes when I was in her other hole. It was so hot and soft and squishy and pure addictive. Just a while after I started fucking her ass, I was tapping out in outmost desperation.

‘I can’t take it anymore! I’M..NGHHHH CUMMING!’

She swiftly bumped me off her back and did a quick rotation of her body, catching me a few seconds away from ejaculating. The condom came off with a loud snap and her mouth went all over it again, oblivious to whatever smell I strongly thought that would be.

The second ascend to heaven took my life along with my cum that literally exploded into her mouth, squirting my record number of times as she kept sucking me fast and deep. It was then I learnt that my balls CAN be emptied. Still not letting me out of her jaws after I was firing blanks, she used one hand to rub herself until she orgasmed.

At the end of that out-of-the-world session, the both of us were left with less than no strength to tidy ourselves up. Her parents returned home halfway through our nap that I didn’t know how long it was, and no more sounds were heard once they retreated to their bedroom.

When day broke, that crazy little girl was gone from the bed, and had made breakfast for the whole family who was seated at the dining table. Seeing her dressed in an elegant black dress, I could only shamefully/ guiltily greet her parents in the same clothes I wore last night.

(Dad winking at me as he said) ‘Have a good day you guys. Don’t come home too early.’

(Mum adding on) ‘Or come home for dinner together.’

The bewitched girl slipped her arm under mine and fed me breakfast, before we left her place for mine. In just one night, and she has transformed from a black sheep to a white swan, greatly approved by both her parents.

I guess that’s what you call ‘polishing a rock into diamond’.It was a close call when she mentioned the word ‘flings’ when we re-established our status, as a process to earn her place in my life before we get into anything more serious.

Till then, it’s ‘more practice’ for her.

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Bachelor Pad

(I greeted) ‘Good morning.’

I was still in a grouchy state when I saw my new Taiwanese tenant making eggs and bacon in just a shirt, though I knew she would have something on underneath. Having bought the two-room flat at my maximum disposable amount for my dream ‘bachelor’ life, the other room was left untouched for a period too long that seemed like a waste for additional income.

So after a few days of advertising my too-good-to-be-true offer, this single lady working in the F&B industry contacted me and finalised the details of the accommodation quickly.

‘早安！吃早餐吗？’
Translation: Good morning! Breakfast?

That’s if YOU are the breakfast!

‘Yes please! And didn’t we decide to speak English so you can improve?’

‘Right.. I’ll try. Give me a few more minutes.’

After slamming into the couch for morning news on TV, she served up a plate of, well, bacon and eggs, and sat next to me, lifting both her feet onto the cushion while crunching on those crispy strips of pork. From where I was seated, her black knickers were especially HD in the light from the window, highlighting that narrow crease between her cameltoe. Such a teasing, opened minded girl huh?

(She commented casually) ‘Oi! Don’t be distracted.’

She knew where my eyes were and I turned my attention back to breakfast, trying to let time ‘heal’ that little temptation I just fell for.

‘I can make you breakfast everyday if you like, just to show my.. 诚意 for the cheap rent.’

‘Sincerity? Sure. I don’t mind.’

When I suddenly felt my balls getting tickled, I unfolded my leg and clamped her down in shock. Somehow, she had managed to sneak a leg under my thigh (sitting with one leg folded), and nonchalantly flashed a grin when I gave her the death-stare. There was just no way I would sacrifice rent money for any ‘special service’.

‘Don’t worry la. I’m just playing. Don’t be so serious.’

‘I’m just shock. I don’t want us to get the wrong ideas.’

‘I won’t. I thought at first there was something to the cheap rent, but after meeting you, I know you are someone I can live with for a long time.’

She continued wriggling her toes after that statement to make me give in and boy did that work. I released my her foot and let her lay it over my lap, fidgeting its way into my loose shorts I wore to bed. After just a few minutes of mindless rubbing, I was hard enough for her to take me between her big and index toes, a pinch too tight for me to let her continue for long.

As soon as I set my empty plate down, she did the same and laid chest-down on the sofa, arms perched over my thigh towards my dick that she easily stretch my shorts lower for. Like an innocent little girl, she took it into her mouth and savoured it deliciously, kissing and handling it like precious meat staff.

Containing myself in the mercy of her skilled mouth was difficult as fuck, especially when she could take me deep throat without gagging, and let her warm throat fondle that sensitive tip in whatever random ways she wanted. What felt like a really short blowjob came to an end when she told me of her aching jaws, and it was my turn to ‘know’ more about my housemate.

We then switched to her side where she took up a side-plank position after stripping her knickers off, letting me rest my head on one of her inner thighs while the other leg was kept against the backrest to make room. The sweet fragrance of her shower foam flooded my nose immediately when I brought my face near her pussy, that was so fair and pink like the insides of a strawberry.

Unable to wait any longer, I licked her in my lazy stance and kept my tongue really busy at her clit. The series of loud moans and sudden gasps excited me to a point I buried my face into her groin, eating out whatever my lips could touch. As if I hit the button to her floodgates, she was leaking really profusely and I was thoroughly slurping her juices up non-stop.

‘Hey Jae? HEY!’

Finally, she pushed and pulled me back in a swift hard tug, bringing our faces so close that our genitals had a small area of contact. One so soft and wet, and one so hard and ready. As soon as she adjusted her body to be under mine, my hips arched forth and my dick slipped so satisfyingly into her hot, hot vagina.

There was no stopping once I started pounding her senseless, driving my cock so deep and violently for her eyes to roll white. Still, she pulled me in to kiss during that trance, which made her seem really confused when I made out with her opened mouth.

Gradually, her tightness got me all worked up and I, myself, was in a frenzy as I neared my climax. With her legs locked around my waist, it was a chore to pull out of her before I lost it all.

(She exclaimed impatiently) ‘Come to me! Come!’

A twist of her body dropped her head over the hand rest, for me to stand at her face while her fingers vibrated on her clit for HER orgasms. Plunging my cock right back into her mouth, I began a face-fuck that sounded so painful, but she was managing well in that particular dual-input pose.

‘I’M CUMMING!’

‘ME TOO! ARGHHH!’

I could feel my shaft pumping so forcefully into her throat, joined to her body that was shaking so uncontrollably. My thrusts kept going despite her groaning in agony, part wanting, and part rejecting my overfilling load of cum. By the time I exited her throat, the fit-like trembles died down to a spate of deep breaths, which I desperately needed too.

(Speaking as she panted) ‘Fuck! That is so good! You are perfect!’

‘You.. too.. ‘

We rested for a bit before I brought the plates to the sink, washing them to calm my spirits down – but for no reason. She appeared behind me and wrapped her arms around for my deflating dick, pumping it while I stacked the dishes up. When I was done drying my hands, I was hard as fuck again, thanks to the hot, toned body that stood naked with her breasts pushing against my back.

THIS TIME, INTO THE ROOM IT IS!

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Book Sales

‘Excuse me sir?’

I turned around in the bookstore to see a lady not older than me, looking all excited after spotting me with the book I just paid for. Dressed in a white, off-shoulder blouse and black bodycon skirt, I thought she was just a random customer and I bore a wary mind when I responded to her call.

‘Yes?’

‘Do you know the author of that book?’

‘Umm.. Not really. But I like how I can relate to.. her words.’

‘I see! Cause I am that writer!’

Just like most books I have read, her picture was really at the back of the book cover, looking all artistic in black and white, but is certainly the girl speaking to me. After we strike up a half-fluent conversation, she actually offered to accompany me back to my hotel where a complimentary dim sum buffet lunch was on, and kept talking non-stop for the whole journey.

As if I was the first person to buy her book, she was all ears for my perception of ‘life’ and ’emoticas’, a genre which happened to be her favourite topic to write on. At the end of what seemed to be the most ‘breathless’ lunch, we finally split ways and I took the rest of the noon to read my new purchase.

At night, at around 10pm, a knock came through my door and the room service trolley was parked right outside, in front of Wen whom I thought our ‘business’ was over.

‘Supper?’

She happily pushed the cart into my room without asking and gave me a culture shock to the friendliness of the locals she represented.

‘Help me understand this.’

‘What do you mean?’

‘You are the most enthusiastic person I’ve met here.’

‘Ohhh! Cause.. Cause I want to thank you!’

‘No. That’s not it. I can tell. You don’t have anyone that thinks like you, and you find it hard to talk to anyone else. Right?’

‘Wow. You are.. Very straightforward.’

She sat on my bed and poured herself a glass of wine, taking a big sip before clearing her throat to confirm my guess at her extreme hospitable spirits. And yes, it is definitely hard to find someone who puts so much thoughts into emotions, and an even rarer find for someone who showed no signs of ulterior motives besides just chatting.

After learning how she had to sleep with the boss of a publication company to get one hundred copies of her book printed, it was then I realised the harsh reality (and competition) of their local literature scene.

With the aid of wine and open-hearted talk, we quickly got very comfortable with each other. What appeared too fantastical to be true happened when she fell backwards onto the bed, thereafter pulling me along and stared at me with her drowsy eyes.

(Wen whispered) ‘You are really special.’

The kiss came onto my lips without warning and we started making out at an increasing intensity, stripping each other’s clothes off as things got heated. Her flawless back was irresistible to stop touching, and her careful caress of my rising manhood was too sensual to not get hard to.

To have a witty, hardworking, ambitious author climbing all over me, it was truly something I wouldn’t even dream about. The way she kissed down my chest, was alluring in the sense that I could feel her loneliness through her passion, and sadness from the speed of our progress.

Unable to let her pour such emotions out onto me anymore, I flipped her onto her back and left a trail of kisses down her belly, till I came into contact with her beautifully shaved pussy. Feasting like a beast, I let my tongue wild on her clit, flicking, sucking, circling to the point she was trembling in more pleasure than sensitivity.

We switched to the 69 position at her request and the rest was an intimate connection of our genitals under the mercy of our lips, taking no breaks until ten minutes later, where she received an orgasm.

Returning to my side proper, we continued making out while she pumped her fist at my erection, occasionally adding saliva to ease the gradual friction. At that point, there was nothing more than to be in arms filled with love, the special kind for a one-night-stand like that night.

Slowly picking up speed, I whispered a gentle warning to her and she tightened her grip, jerking me till hot cum launched into the air like fireworks, coating her fingers and providing more ‘lubricant’ for after-ejaculation-teasing.

(While I panted) ‘That was good! And crazy as hell.’

‘I agree!’

To my surprise, she brought her head to my groin and licked everything up, as cleanly as she could get me before climbing over my belly to my horrified expression.

(Wen asked) ‘Are you worried?’

‘No? But I just came!’

‘Then we will take all the time we need.’

The instant I felt my tip touch the soft flesh of her pussy, my mind did the rest of the imagining and got me up within three minutes. Piercing directly into her as I got hard, her impatience got the better of her once she started riding me. Rocking her hips skilfully back and forth, it was joyful to just watch her fuck ‘herself’, albeit with my contribution of a body part.

Five, ten, fifteen minutes passed and things only got wilder. From rocking, to sliding, to bouncing in a squatting pose, I was left groaning and struggling under her weight. As much as I wished I had an eternal erection to enjoy her intimate love hole, there wasn’t much say on my part except to notify her when my second load was peaking.

‘Wen?! WENNN!!! I’M CUMMING!’

She jumped off at my first squirt (that missed) and sat on my lap, using one hand to finish me off while she masturbated herself with the other. All said, it was a fast game when our bodies heightened and collapsed quickly. Whatever little cum caught in her hand was slurped up and we couldn’t summon any more strength to even talk.

What happened after that was a fuzz until we woke up the next morning, sleeping on each other’s arms with our destinies intertwined and interlocked.

That was a very good example of ‘生米煮成熟饭’, which meant ‘what done was done (sexually)’. Guess who came back to Singapore with me? An author with twenty copies of her book I sold out within six hours of my arrival.

Yay! More sex!

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Sister’s Boyfriend’s Sister

(Rachael’s soft moans) Mmm.. mmm.. mmm..

The momentary silence in my headphones allowed me to hear what Rachael was doing behind my back, supposedly watching me play a zombie game that I got bored of ten minutes into it. It certainly was a little awkward when I turned my head to her, causing her to pull her hand away from her groin with a face red in embarrassment.

What was supposed to be a movie date became an indefinite wait when Rachael’s brother, who is my sister’s boyfriend, decided to ‘help’ her pick her outfit. Of course, the peace was destroyed once the couple found themselves in the privacy of a locked room, doing whatever couples do without a care for the poor girl waiting in the living room.

After a brief exchange of formalities, Rachael talked her way into my room where it was cooler, and slightly entertaining with my desktop running that silly game.

(She asked) ‘Umm.. J?’

‘Yeah?’

‘I was wondering, if you want to join me for the movie. So I won’t feel like a lightbulb.’

(I asked in concern) ‘Will they mind?’

‘Well, you are going for my sake. Not theirs.’

(I concur) ‘Alright then. I’ll get changed.’

I was about to change out of my clothes when she made her way to the door, but instead, she closed and locked the both of us in. After seeing how ‘adventurous’ she was, a part of me somehow got more daring, enough for me to strip before her eyes.

(She asked nonchalantly) ‘Doesn’t it bother you when.. Umm.. They are so loud?’

‘Hmm.. Not really.. I can only imagine this is what my sister went through when I bring my exes over.’

By the time I slipped my shirt on, she came within two feet of me and seamlessly stopped me from putting my underwear on. It was too easy for that girl, in her grey spaghetti crop top and high waist denim skirt, to get what she wanted when she cupped her palm under my shaft that was stiffening at her close proximity.

There was no denying when it hardened in her gently grasp, growing longer and thicker until it split her middle fingertip and thumb apart. And then, there was a gasp at the sheer size of my dick, that dropped her onto my bed so she could look at it up close.

(Sister shouting) ‘RACHAEL! GIVE ME TEN MORE MINUTES!’

(Rachael replied) ‘OKAY! TAKE YOUR TIME!’

Her (hand) strokes became more fluid as she turned her attention to my face, staring down at her as she moved up and down. The unconscious lick of her lips was completely tantalising to watch and it only got me more excited, granting me enough courage to pull her face closer.

Without a word, she parted her lips and took me into her mouth, giving me an orientation to the glib tongue that almost threw me off my feet. ‘Weak’ is the only word suitable to describe my submission to her, but ‘hard’ made up for my loose control of my groans that made her smile so silly.

(Rachael whispered) ‘We don’t have much time.’

‘So this?’

I managed to reach for a small box where I kept my condoms, and a nod from her affirmed a mutual understanding. She actually took the liberty to cap me on, before she conveniently got into doggystyle with her feet dangling from the edge of my bed.

How else, if not, could I leave her waiting so eagerly only to turn her down? I took my position by the bed, between her legs, and showed my way into the pussy lips that spread so rigidly to my girth.

The penetration part was the only time I went slow, since the rest of it was just forceful, ‘carpe diem’, intense, passionate thrusts into her thrashing body. Despite our attempts to stay quiet, the shuffling of feet at my door was unmissable. They knew what we were up to and had no rights to interfere.

(Rachael whispered loudly) ‘I.. *panting* I.. came enough times.. *panting* Please?’

My hands went to her shoulders and jerked her back so fast and hard at my hips, ramming that rod of pleasure so deep to satisfy the ‘itchy sweet spots’ repeatedly till I was about to cum.

(I panted) ‘It’s about time!’

Her feeble body landed flat onto the bed the moment I pulled out and I did a lap around the bed for her head, where her mouth then took my cock at a whim for the incoming load we worked so hard for. Without the hindrance of a condom, my climax was triggered easily, releasing the mouthfuls of cum she kept swallowing to keep her throat clear.

We stayed in that position for a good minute until nothing was left, and we got dressed in the most sloppily manner ever.

(Boyfriend asking me) ‘So how was it?’

‘Deeply engaging.’

We went for a movie as planned, and us boys, ended up with crumpled fingertips while the girls were left with sticky palms.

In the end, there were no ‘lightbulbs’.