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Not So Lonely

‘Why are you still up? Not sleepy?’

Sitting in the open BBQ area surrounded by blocks that have gone quiet, nothing was more relaxing than to be alone out there, sipping what’s left of the bottle of whiskey I brought while deep in thoughts.

‘Not yet. I actually like thinking when I’m a little high. It’s interesting to see what thoughts would come into mind.’

‘Can I have some too?’

The sister of a friend who we were told not to give any alcohol to, came out of the freezing bedroom and joined me at a bench. We snacked on the hot dogs I cooked on the smouldering charcoal pit, and drank till the lights went out at 2am.

For the whole evenm, she was the one doing most of the cooking, and even serving the crazily loud group I was in. In the end, I was the only one to help her clean things up, before she went to sleep while I disposed the trash bags into the bigger bins.

A demure, quiet girl who didn’t so much complain about doing all the work, it was hard to picture her in anything else despite the loose spag top and short beach shorts she wore.

As the night passed, the effects of alcohol got the better of us and we were leaning against each other for support. Not exactly sure how it happened, but her back was soon lying on my chest, while my arms hugged her tightly. Roxanne, being the opposite of her violet sister, had the attention and care from all of us. In a way, we felt really bad for making her do the work while we enjoyed ourselves.

I didn’t think much when she held my hands on her belly, until she moved it lower. Only when a familiar rubber waistband slapped on my wrist, did I learnt that I was actually in her shorts.

‘Kor.. ‘

She pushed my frozen middle finger down and I felt a wet slit immediately. The light headed me didn’t pull away and instead, let her masturbate herself with my finger. Without any of the kinky moans, we just stayed very still in position, while she grabbed my index finger and slipped both (my index and middle finger) into her pussy.

The slight tightness was something I could never forget since she was much younger, and the last serving of whiskey went down her throat in the stainless steel cups I brought.

‘In case you are wondering, I’m not a virgin.’

Hoping that I would be more turned on, it didn’t happen. There was no way I could take advantage of that even if she asked for it. After all, how can ‘kor’ make his ‘sister’ relief his sexual urges right? She raised her butt from the bench and pulled her shorts down to her thighs.

Her hands went behind and started taking off my shorts blindly. My hard on excitedly throbbed in her stroking hand no matter how hard I tried not to want it, but let’s face it, it was impossible NOT to enjoy a teenage girl’s hand on a hard tool.

After she took my hand out, she leaned forward on her hands and shifted backwards, till her ass was wriggling on my groin. I then angled my erection at her pussy, letting her ‘sit’ on my cock that was sliding so gracefully into her. With our legs spread over the wooden bench, I found my footing to thrust my hips at that tight hole. If anyone had walked in on us, we could simply sit down and pretend that nothing was happening.

Her partial doggy position allowed the full size of my hard on to pound her without restraints, panting loudly as I hammered the juices out of her. We were going like little bunnies that just discovered sex, though I was in a much more dire state of mind not to cum before she did.

When her hand slapped on my thigh and squeezed, her vagina vaccum-sealed me inside her and stopped my movements out of desperation. The overwhelming tightness was impossible to move against without losing control, and cumming inside her was the last thing I wanted to happen over a 2D1N chalet stay.

‘fuck.. it’s the first time I came from sex.’

She bent forward to rest her knees on the bench and we quickly changed to the proper doggystyle. This time, she wanted me to stick my dick into her O-shaped grip under her pussy, and asked me to go all the way. In a ‘hole’ I could afford to cum into, I didn’t hesitate anymore and went all out.

The both of us were moaning in such loud whispers that it was hard to imagine no one heard us. Her knuckles continued to rub against her clit as I fucked her from behind, until she closed her fist around my cock.

‘I’m going to shoot!’

‘Just let it out.. ‘

Her back straightened against my chest as she lifted my cock against her pussy between her thighs, holding it firmly under her pussy I was pumping so furiously into. I rested my chin on her neck as I was about to cum, and watched the bench get my ‘string shot’ all over it. The witty girl continued to jerk my last few drops off, leaving me with nothing but good memories. We hastily returned things to normality before going into the chilly bedroom together, and shared a pillow to sleep on the floor, a tight, small space between the bed and a wall.

When I woke up the next day, she was already up and no one seemed to know what we did. Things between us were back to normal until we meet again, at a complimentary hotel stay which her parents left the room for her and her sister to sleep till morning. If not for her sister (my friend) sneaking out to party, we wouldn’t have the room to ‘play in’.

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Childhood Crushed

A customer I remembered serving food to, came running back to the bar in a hurry, standing at the table she sat at earlier deep in thoughts.

(She asked) ‘I think I forgot something here. You’re closed for the night?’

‘Yeah. It has been a quiet night. What did you lose?’

(She cheekily answered) ‘Can I say that I forgot to get your number?’

I couldn’t believe how someone as young as she looked would be so open to ask a guy for his number, but it wasn’t exactly surprising to me either. I had caught the extra long gaze from her when I took her order, and when I set her food down.

‘What’s your name?’

‘Janice.’

‘I’m J. So, you just want my number?’

Her eyes suddenly widened as if I hit some soft spot in her, or accidentally exposing the true objective of ‘getting my number’. She nodded shyly and handed me her phone, where I quickly saved my number and promptly went back behind the counter.

The part of her that, didn’t want our first ‘contact’ to end so quickly, brought her to the food pick up point along the counter, where she just looked at me with a dying urge to say something.

‘Do you want a drink?’

‘I’m under 18!’

‘So no then. Plus, your friend is waiting outside right?’

The girl looking through the glass door wore a plain shirt and floral skirt, donning her shapely figure in an outfit that would do justice to her more mature face. This Janice though, was on the ‘cute’ side with colour contact lenses, and a pair of grey shorts for her bottoms.

‘I want if you can make one! Can I ask her in too? She’s also kinda into you.’

‘So I am something for you girls to share.’

‘NOO!’

She opened the door for her friend who introduced herself as Kate, sitting at the biggest table while I brought three empty cups to them, as well as a bottle of whiskey. That was what I was going to have before heading home, and they had no experience with alcohol whatsoever. As soon as they took their first sips, Janice was lost in her own world while Kate cupped her cheeks in embarrassment.

‘Kate, I am going to turn red too. So don’t worry.’

That particular drink was unlike others, one that let people in on the warmth that would flow right into the stomachs. Janice was the first to get high and she came up to my side, straddling on my lap as if we knew each other for long. There was not one bit of hesitation when she held my face in her hands, and planted a kiss on my lips.

Although I was dizzy, my thoughts were clear. Our kisses lingered on and she wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her tank top over them to tell me to start moving.

‘Janice?’

Kate was taken aback by what her friend was doing and couldn’t understand her loose of control, unlike anything form of craziness she had seen before. Besides sitting there trying to keep her own balance, she just kept watching as I moved my hands up her bra, holding those small cups so gently in my palms.

She took things a step further when she slid a distance away from my groin, using her fingers to pry my bottoms open for the glorious wand. When I raised her bra over her chest, she pulled my face in to feel my mouth on her nipples, while she jerked that impatient dick of mine fast.

(She asked) ‘Do you think I am a virgin?’

‘Yes. I hope so.’

‘Sorry for disappointing then.’

She moved her ass up my legs and swiftly popped my cock in, into that abyss almost make me cum immediately. She saw my agonising expression and sat really still.

‘Okay now? I can imagine that your size won’t be able to handle me.’

I resumed sucking on her nipples while she rocked herself crazy, grinding and slipping my cock in and out to the shocked face of Kate. Sad to say, I couldn’t hold out very long inside of her and had to get her off before I came.

She hopped onto the table and let me finger her till she was moaning wildly, and Kate came over with an unnerving silence.

‘Can I suck you off? I have done it before once.’

If you guys could see Janice’s face, you would tell how shocked she was when she heard Kate said that. Kate went under the table and continued where Janice left, bobbing that painful hard on in and out of her sweet lips. I thrust two fingers after the blowjob began and waited out for her orgasm that was slowly killing my fingers.

‘I’m cumming Kate!’

‘Me too!’

Janice threw her head back and trembled violent in my fingers, while my hips buckled at the force of my ejaculation into Kate’s mouth. The suction between my legs kept going as long as Janice was moaning, and everything came to an end once Kate took her mouth away.

The girls looked at each other, as I looked at Kate swallow my load like an unspoken dare. Right after, clothes were wore back and we headed for our transport home where Kate and I coincidentally boarded the same bus. Janice, was left to take the train alone, and also texting me in jealousy just so Kate wouldn’t steal her ‘catch’.

Let’s just say, Kate’s skorts were loose enough for my fingers to slip into. ;)

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Pearls of Fury

Bubbles took a good look at the new pair of panties she bought before slipping them on, stretching it around her tiny little waist, usual for a 14 year old. This particular underwear had a little pocket at the crotch area, filled with five pearls sewn into it.

The high waist, black denim shorts contoured her hips as she wriggled them higher, pressing the pellets against her clit without any intervention. She got wet immediately and went to plaid her hair up, feeling every move of her disturb the hard objects in her panties tease her clit.

When she set off to meet her friends for lunch, she knew her panties was already soaked. The unique washed out design of her shorts would hide her hornienss, but it was difficult to put on a straight face when she was constantly so close to touching herself.

On the bus, Bubbles couldn’t stop playing with her crotch, using those balls to slide around her sensitive clit. It was particularly easy to cum with the external help and she fell into a half-daze nap for the trip.

Before lunch, the girls had decided to catch a movie since they were not hungry, and Bubbles couldn’t be more glad for the sweater she brought along. Under the thick wool, she played with herself in the darkness of the theatre and came another time, sinking her eyes into those reddish sockets.

No one knew what was happening but it wasn’t too much worry since the bunch of students understood ‘tiredness’ well. Lunch was especially brief when they found themselves in the middle of rush hour, and they split ways after the meal.

‘Hey, wanna meet?’, she texted her fling who lived about 20 minutes away. He made his way to their usual play spot and was surprised at the amount of stickiness her panties held. As usual, he ate her out to a more rewarding and free orgasm, sending her shivering and leaving a small puddle under her feet in a climax so strong it weakened her completely.

She did not just leave him dangling and gave him a handjob in exchange, pumping all those gooey semen over her panties she wasn’t going to wear again. The walk home with him was a more relaxed one, without anymore stimulation on her sore clit, still wet with his saliva.

The new favourite pair of panties went into the laundry as soon as she was home and no one noticed them in her initiative spirit to ‘hang the clothes up’. That night, she wore the cleaned, magical underwear to sleep and had one of the best wet dreams, climaxing in her sleep to the fantasies of him, fucking her mind out – if she wasn’t a virgin.

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A Given

It was a special day for Bubbles as she received a present from him, in a flat, brown carton box without any wrapper. They were in a chalet room he had booked just for the two of them, since hotels were out of the question. She popped the two cardboard lids open and saw a variety of toys laid neatly at the base, tightly packed as well.

‘Stand on the bed’, she followed his instructions calmly and watched him take the blindfold out. Her vision went dark as he tied it behind her head, causing even more excitement to rush through her mind. There was nothing under her sweater and her black school skirt was the only troublesome thing she wore.

After he stripped her down, he placed a loop over her head and some other straps around her arms and breasts. A bondage underwear went up her legs and was fastened around her hips, with a loose strap dangling under her groin. Then, a collar went around her neck and a buzzing sound came. ‘Come’, she felt a tug on the collar towards the bed and she sat carefully, unsure if there was anything in her way.

He laid her down on the pillow and slapped a pair of cuffs on her wrists, securing them together with metallic locks. The chains were held above her head and more clanging noises immobilised her arms. As adrenaline flooded her senses, he gave his next command, ‘Come in guys!’. Fear immediately shut her legs together but she could not hear anything apart from his movements on the bed.

A warm body hovered over her and a kiss landed on her cheeks. Yes, it was still the familiar scent of him. ‘Kidding. It’s just you and I tonight’, he blew those words into her ear before running his fingers down her neck, nails circling around her tiny nipples. They were as erected as she could be, and the delayed contact on those sensitive tips was driving her crazy.

Finally, his warm mouth went over her breast and immediately took a huge bite between the teeth, shocking pain into her head. The wriggling tongue flicked her nipples shortly after to relief the soreness and soothed her fears, slowly relaxing her body. Despite not being able to move, he was pleasing her right where she laid.

The nibbles and sucking of her boobs got her wet soon and the most anticipated part approached. He spread her legs apart and buried his face into her muff, devouring the tiny slit that was as juicy as a watermelon. As if trying to lick a certain spot inside her, the constant slurping of his tongue got her really horny. Bubbles was just that close to fucking him.

The buzzing noise came after he was done quenching his thirst and she trembled to the first contact of the toy on her clit. He dragged the tip everywhere within those wet folds to find the sweet spot. Focusing most of the toy play on the area below her clit, it didn’t take long for her to cum after all those teasing.

Just like she feared, an amount of wetness leaked out of her and she had no idea what the mess looked like. A thick plastic tip touched her opening and went in a curl, somewhat like a J-shape. ‘It’s here?!’, she sounded too excited for her ‘innocent’ look and quickly sighed to the deep reach, moaning at the curved tip that was pushing her g-spot to its limit.

He simply slid it in and out of her while pressing the vibrator on her clit. Her voice went over the top when she came the second time and wetted the bed again. Energy was running out for her and she was barely moving after the orgasms.

‘Hey. Can you let me rest now?’, she had closed her eyes behind the blinds and he was still massaging her swollen clit. ‘Yeah. I need to rest too. Let me change hands’, he gave her the confusing answer and did not lay a finger on her for a minute. The next time he returned, a rubbery tip pierced into her pussy after he held her knees open, sitting by her waist to manoeuvre the dildo.

Ramming it deep into the unprepared girl, her cuffs held her down from going beast-mode on him. The metal chain scraped against the headboard repeatedly as he pumped at his fastest pace, until she squirted into the air. The cramps in her belly made her cringe so hard her toes cramped up as well, but the toy wasn’t stopping inside her.

‘Aren’t you tired? You can sleep anytime’, his scheming plot could be heard in his tone and she was still moaning to the thrusting toy. ‘I need to pee!’, she finally spoken her thoughts and he stuffed the dildo deep inside. He tightened the strap to hold the toy in and momentarily freed her, leading her by the leash into the bathroom.

As soon as she felt the cold seat, her pee splashed against the strap in front of her clit all over her legs. Bubbles couldn’t really care about that anymore since she might just wet the bed (as if she hasn’t) if he didn’t let her go. After the little jiggle around her shoulders, he rinsed her soiled underwaist with warm water.

Heading back to the bed, she was not given a choice when he sat on her belly, locking her hands again. The dildo began moving to drive her crazy with screams, and one more orgasm got so close to knocking her out. ‘Daddy.. I can’t take it anymore.. I have no more strength.. ‘, she begged him to let her go and the addictive dildo left her vagina.

Another round, hard plastic object went into her and she recognised the design with accuracy. It was a wireless vibrator, and definitely felt better than sleeping with a dildo. He untied her hands but instructed her to kep the blindfolds on, which Bubbles had no qualms about.

From the corner of her eyes, the lights went out and she slowly drifted to sleep. *Nnn nnn nnn*, a gentle wave of pleasure woke her up and she shifted her hand down his stomach. The plastic clicking sound told her his state of sleep and the hard on was throbbing in her hand. The toy inside her was easily evacuated with the loop hanging out of her pussy.

He rolled on top of her and pinned both her hands on the mattress, while the thick manhood poked into her entrance. Slowly, the hot rod filled her still-wet pussy up in breathtaking satisfaction. The living ‘toy’ inside her had somehow calmed her stress away and returned her confidence to her traumatic past.

As he slid that erection in and out of her, his weight showered her with strength and stability. Soft moans accompanied his deep groans, while she felt empowered by the tiny shivers he made. The upward-angle of his cock was making small but deadly thrusts at her g-spot, gradually building up her orgasm she knew to be the most pleasant she will ever have.

She now understood the reward of being patient when it came to losing her virginity, giving it to a man who knew how to handle one. The intensity of his hips grew to wear her sanity thin, until she slammed her feet and arms around him for le petite mort (little death, or orgasm).

The want to have him inside forever echoed strongly in her tiny mind, sparking euphoria all over her skin. He had never felt so hot nor big inside her, until she got so tight around him. ‘It’s my turn to cum now’, he let her hold him as his hips made the powerful strokes, ramming the pile driver continuously into her recovering pussy.

He started ‘scooping’ inside her as he reached his climax and shoved his cock slower than before when cum spewed from the tip. The liquid he left for her was so warm and squishy, lubricating his way out without any pain. Not only he rested beside her after the defloweration, his fingers never left her clit that had some cum smeared on it.

The blindfolds left her eyes to a dimly lit bedroom, and her phone raised by the lamp got her curiosity. ‘I recorded it on your phone’, he stupidly admitted to leaving evidence of their unconventional fling, but there was something between them that kept them trustworthy.

They fell asleep in the nude after washing up, and his alarm the next day was the familiar sound of sex playing on her phone. Morning wood, meets morning dew. The pair had a crazy time fucking each other in place of breakfast, doing it all over the two storey chalet and at windows.

Did she really just lose her virginity or her mind, to the constant desire for his cock?

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Harbouring Lust

Kimberly: ‘Sir, I might need more time to come up with rent this month. I just lost my job.’

The 16 year old American student confused me with her statement since I never knew she worked. Renting the common room based on her student pass, I guess it wasn’t unusual for them to find a part time job while studying. Able to pay for the whole household myself, I didn’t rush her and told her I will take care of it for now.

The conversations we had over the past year of her stay was minimal, having homecooked dinner every two nights. She did her part for my family by doing some of the chores too.

Kimberly: ‘Sir, do you want to go out for dinner? It’s my last pay and I want to give you a treat.’

Why not? We had never gone out to eat before. She appeared in a simple t-shirt and skirt outfit after an hour, looking nothing like the ‘high class’ stereotype we had for them. We took a bus down to a restaurant she was familiar with and the staff served her like a regular. I took the chance to pay for the meal when I visited the loo, knowing better than to use the poor girl’s money.

After that, she wanted me to bring her to somewhere romantic and quiet, just so she could think. Fort Canning it is, where we stayed on top of a tower smoking together.

Kimberly: ‘You guys are really the nicest people I’ve met. Thank you so much.’

She opened her arms and we gave each other a warm hug. A small tremble hinted at her sadness about to break out in tears.

Kimberly (whispering): ‘I am really sorry for lying to you.’
Me: ‘I don’t get it.’
Kimberly: ‘My student pass is fake. I have long overstayed my visa.’

Harbouring an illegal immigrant is one of the serious crimes that could easily be related to terrorism and trafficking. She had been working illegally for little pay and relied on the family dinners to get past each day. I felt really confused knowing that I will have to report her, a girl forced to escape from her broken abusive family.

She kissed me on my neck and I brushed it off as a one-time affection, until she slapped my hand on her thigh. She pushed me up her skirt and the lack of any underwear shocked me badly. No matter how desperate she was, she never seemed like the kind to sell her body out.

Given our close proximity, she undid my pants and held my growing erection with her petite hand.

Me: ‘You don’t have to do this you know? You can stay for as long till I figure a way out for you.’
Kimberly: ‘I don’t want to be deported.’
Me: ‘I know. My boss has actually hired a few students off the records to work at the cafe.’

Her hand started jerking me faster upon hearing the news, face lighting up to the best solution then. She shoved me backwards onto my hands and went down on me, sucking that sweaty, cooped up cock hungrily. Her blowjob was a special one that got me hornier with every stroke, instead of relaxing me. For someone her age, I couldn’t believe how crazy she made me went over her.

I was all hyped up when she kept dragging her soft lips up and down my shaft, lightly drawing blood to the tip each time. After just three minutes, I pulled her hair up to stop the madness.

Me (whispering): ‘I don’t have a condom though.’
Kimberly: ‘You don’t need one. My period is just over.’

I helped her to the high walls surrounding the tower and flipped her skirt over her ass, running my fingers a few times to see if she was ready. Well, to have to wipe my fingers dry showed me how overly wet she was and I just peeled one side of her ass to shove my cock in.

The tiny body managed to contain all of my dick in a tight fit, starting my engines without my control. It was my dick that wanted to feel her soft walls all over again and again. Kimberly stuck to moaning quietly while I pumped her harder, going as fast as I could jerk her back.

She was just so tempting that I couldn’t slow down at all. That sweet voice just kept telling me she was cumming but I couldn’t sense anything besides a tighter grip. Apparently, her orgasms were less obvious but equally as powerful when she crumbled to the ground.

Kimberly: ‘Just do me in doggy. I can’t stand up.’

On rough grounds, I pounded her lighter but going as deep, until it was my turn to unload. Since it was her safe period, I asked her if I could and she raised her body higher to rub her clit.

Kimberly (whispering): ‘Give it all to me.’

I wrapped my arms around her and delivered my final few strokes into her, unleashing all those cum I had no immediate use for. She moaned louder than before while she guided my hand to rub her belly, before my dick slipped out of her.

A mixture of cum and her fluid dribbled onto the floor, in strong contrast against the weathered concrete tiles. I had slightly more trouble to pull up my pants while she just adjusted her skirt. After getting our bags, we left hand-in-hand for home. Luckily for her matured looks, there was only jealousy when people stared at our unconventional ethnicity.

Kimberly: ‘Will we still do it again? Or is it just one time?’
Me: ‘Whenever no one is home?’

She bit her lips and let me opened the doors for her, returning to the home where everyone asked where we went. Dinner of course!