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Loving Agony

‘Lick me again’, she whispered to him after he took a break from the oral sex he was giving and watched him disappear under her groin again, feeling that warm tongue flicking around. Bubbles got especially wet the second time and felt him sucking her clit so hard, climaxing into his face with a gush of liquid right into his mouth.

Sean was pleased with the relief she got and remained on his knees, while moving his body upwards over her. As soon as his dick touched her pussy, her weak limbs came to life and tried to knock his joke off, only that he wasn’t making one. The weight of his thighs kept her legs wide open while her arms couldn’t get between their touching bodies.

The first inch of his dick pierced into her pussy, spreading those delicate lips open and forcing the rest of it in. The gasping expression told her how tight she was but it was his size that was hurting her so bad. Even if she had fingered herself before, her mind was never ready for something this hot and thick.

‘Don’t resist. Just relax and it will be less painful’, his warm breath carried those words into her ears and her body listened, to the assault she gradually accepted. A sigh came from her when his groin touched hers, completing the seal with his dick buried deep inside her.

He pushed his hands under her back and carried her on his chest, where her arms wrapped around his neck automatically. Sean’s strong arms brought them to standing position and he used a wall to support some of her weight, while she was hanging dearly for her life and to prevent him from going too deep.

Her ass felt his firm grip on them and he bounced her up and down, slamming her hips on his half-squat stance. The depth of his penetration had clouded her mind long ago and she was moaning more sexily. Besides the unexpected pauses that delayed her orgasms, something in her was begging for more.

‘Why do you keep stopping?’, asked the clueless Bubbles who was getting impatient for her first penetrative orgasm. ‘You’re too tight! I might just cum anytime’, he groaned in the most agonising tone and she got his message instantly. She let go of her hands slightly to touch her own clit and masturbated while he lifted her up and down, till she came all over his balls.

‘Put me down first, I’ll help you’, those words delighted Sean’s aggressive mode and he let her down, for her to retrieve her panties from her bag. Wrapping that silky, soft panties around his cock, the slight dampness was perfectly lubricating her handjob.

She kept going against the increasingly violent trembling of his legs and did not stop until her panties soaked up his hot cum, excess dripping loudly onto the floor. His dick became the hanger for her panties once she jumped away and hugged him from behind while he cleaned up.

Finally, the deed was done and they sat quietly at that carpark stairs to catch their breaths. ‘When are we meeting again?’, Bubbles asked in an excited tone that Sean was getting a bit scared of. ‘Next week?’, he replied with a head full of thoughts about the tightness he just experienced.

The innocent, happy-go-lucky girl skipped ahead of him making their way out of the carpark, oblivious to the love-hate sensation she just stirred up in him. Well, it’s his own dick that couldn’t handle it – not him.

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Must Clean Down There

Mummy (shouting): ‘Nel?’
Nelson (shouting): ‘I’m not done showering yet!’
Mummy: ‘I know. Let mummy see something.’

The lock un-clicked and the 35 year old mum walked in on her only son, 13, in his towel. She made him sit on the toilet and took his towel away, to see a tiny dick shivering in the cold.

Nelson: ‘What you want to see?’
Mummy: ‘To make sure you got wash properly! My friend’s son had to circumcise cause he never wash under the skin.’
Nelson: ‘What skin?’

She used her long fingernails to trail a circle around his foreskin before digging under, causing Nelson to hold her wrist. She kept going deeper until he was moaning, unknown to him that it was actually sexual to be sounding like that. The t-shirt and pants clad mother ignored that and peeled his skin backwards, revealing a whitish film around the pink head.

Mummy: ‘See! Never wash!’
Nelson: ‘How to?’

She held the showerhead and checked the temperature before watering his dick, wetting her shirt by the way. Braless, he did not know what’s so attractive about boobs until he looked down her shirt. Firm, but a little saggy. Before he realised, she was rubbing his dick head harder, on top of an unseen length. It felt really good as she cleaned around the ring, relaxing him on the water tank behind.

Mummy: ‘Wei! Wash it yourself now.’

She pumped soap into his palm and literally watched him jerk himself, to which she slapped his hand away. Holding his thumb over the tip, she moved his finger to cover where she wanted and left him to do it a few times.

Nelson: ‘Mummy.. it feels good when you wash it.’
Mummy: ‘Really? But as a man, you must know how to wash it too.’
Nelson: ‘I know already.’

She sighed and squatted down again, letting him spray the water while she rinsed the soap away. He naughtily wet her shirt more with nowhere to run and had to use his towel to wrap herself under her shirt before taking it off.

Nelson: ‘Mummy. Can I wash you too?’
Mummy: ‘No!’
Nelson: ‘Please? I also need to know how it looks like on a girl ma.’

The few seconds of awkward silence went away after she checked the kitchen (sticking her head out) to see that no one else was home yet. Her shorts came off under the towel and he harshly ushered him away. The appearance of a beautifully shaved pussy peeked out from the towel and the strong jet of water shocked her a little.

He soaped his hand again and really explored her exterior, missing out on her orgasmic face when he hit her clit.

Mummy (whispering): ‘Nel.. keep touching there.’

He poked randomly at that spot until she shivered violently, followed by some whitish liquid catching on his fingertips.

Mummy: ‘Nel just gave mummy an orgasm. It is just how you feel when you masturbate.’
Nelson: ‘Masturbate? I have never done it before.’
Mummy: ‘What? Then it means your urinary tract won’t be clean too!’

She sat upright and rubbed his hand for soap, jerking him off to the same groans again. Secretly, she was so proud of his size, almost reaching his dad’s at just that age. After three minutes of sensual moaning in the toilet, the last straw came when she showered his pee hole with that spray.

Yellowish cum dribbled over her hand and washed into the drainage, ejaculating for the first time in his life. His load was overwhelming to watch for Mummy and she suddenly had the desire to fuck her husband’s brain out – just to see his load for reference.

The mother son pair dried themselves up and resumed their homework-then-sleep routine, Nelson unable to calm his erection down around his mother. Before he slept, he asked her for another round and there was barely a teaspoon’s worth.

The Johnson’s and Johnson’s baby wipes he never finished was back in business, cleaning their dirty laundry before she tucked him into bed.

Man (shouting): ‘Honey! I’m home!’
Mummy: ‘Your son is sleeping la!’
Man (shouting): ‘Oops! Sorry Nel!’

A goodnight kiss went on his forehead and he closed his eyes. The creaking of his parents’ old bed needed no imagining as he knew what they were doing. His dad must be feeling what he felt earlier.

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Uniform Coincidence

Nigel was all self-conscious when he walked through the bus interchange with the 16 year old in her school uniform. Not only he was wearing the No. 4 uniform, the ‘two bars’ made it even worse if anyone were to catch him in the ‘act’. They walked suspiciously like strangers but not strangers, side by side and talking about their plans they discussed online. Since he got enlisted till he got his rank (about to ORD), he had little freedom posted to a BMTC school.

As for Emily, she came from a neighbourhood school in the vicinity and decided to meet him, having a slight fetish for men in uniformm. The sound of ‘Officer in SAF’ totally caught her attention, knowing full well of the tough training they had to go through. Simply looking at his fit arms turned her on so much on the walk home.

Nigel: ‘How do you know this place?’
Emily: ‘My ex and I use to come here.’

She casually put her tote bag down and untied her pony tail, waving her head to free those tangled locks. The NS guy became the one to get paranoid and used his ‘tracking skills’ to see if the households below them were home. The lack of shoes, darkness under the doors, eerie silence, gave him all the assurance he needed.

Emily: ‘So, are those pants designed to be taken off in a flash?’

He put his assault bag down and stood on stable ground, just two steps away from where she sat legs tucked to a side. He showed her the three-buttons design for the crotch, citing ‘stealth’ for the reason not to use a zipper. She quickly got to unbutton them and he just let her, showing her a trimmed patch of pubes as soon as she opened wider. She left his pants at her knees and asked about the compression boxers, to get an explanation about ‘abrasions’.

She soon got that down to his thighs and a flaccid 2 inch awed her. Not sure of how to reduce the damage if he was caught, not-doing-anything seems to be the best idea. Emily touched his cock and inspected it all over, only to see ‘him’ rise in her hand.

Nigel: ‘Are you wearing shorts under?’
Emily: ‘Just panties. Do you want to see them?’
Nigel: ‘Can I?’

She immediately stripped them off under her green skirt and gave it to him, where he turned it inside out to see the wet stains at her groin. The embarrassed girl took his hand and slipped it under her skirt, splatting his fingers on the mess between her legs. His erection grew harder and he kneeled before her, rubbing her clit while she jerked him slowly.

Nigel: ‘Are you still up to let me taste her?’
Emily (whispering): ‘I was hoping you didn’t forget that.’

She leaned back on the edges and let him sit under her, holding her own knees wide so he could burying his face into her. Large deep breaths came as soon as he started slurping around, nose working with his tongue to catch all her juices. Emily couldn’t fight the urge to caress her own boobs and went under her buttoned shirt to hold them, fingers moving obviously under the white top.

After five minutes, the breathless officer appeared in her face to wipe his mouth, tempting her to kiss him. They just did exactly that and he felt better, knowing that she was as consensual as him. Their intense tongue fight brought their hips together and she carefully pointed his dick at her pussy, awaiting his victory in the final battle of ‘right’ versus ‘good’.

Their mouths broke free when she gasped to the first inch poking into her, stretching and holding those thin, developing flesh apart to accommodate his girth. Extra juices leaked to lubricate his entry and her toes almost cramped up when he completed his ‘invasion’.

Emily (whispering): ‘Can I hug you?’
Nigel: ‘Hold tight then.’

Her legs went behind his back and she wrapped her arms tighter around his neck. He picked her up easily and turned around to sit on her previous position, holding her connected body firmly by the waist. That waist was the smallest he had felt and possibly ever might feel – 23 in’. Her feet was on the ground ready to lift but he wasn’t done yet. The small buttons on her shirt popped apart and he raised those bras away, to suck on the twenty-cents sized nipples.

Just as he got started, his hands moved her ass along the baggy trousers to slide her back and forth, sticking that cock of his repeatedly into her. That little head of hers couldn’t bear that sensual teasing at all and she did a little squat over his lap, for him to jerk his hips upwards instead.

He had to use some force to jab it in against the tight muscles, blasting euphoria into both of them at the same time. The bench-press he did in camp was useful for the first time combined with her little hops, lasting for a few intense minutes. He held her down for the last thrust and picked her up, leading her to a flat ground in front of the small horizontal connecting railing.

Emily: ‘Doggy?’
Nigel: ‘Yupp!’

He slammed his cock into her legs without waiting and caught her looking back, biting her lips and moaning softly. The sight of a uniformed man pumping with his two years of physical training, was too good to miss. He was perfectly blurring her vision with that size, and occasionally giving her the much anticipated orgasms too.

Emily (moaning): ‘Are you cumming soon? I’m getting sore there.’
Nigel (groaning): ‘A bit more!’

He grabbed her hair and yanked them backwards, unleashing his x-th number of days of sexual tension. Emily experienced the deepest penetration beyond what her fingers gave her and gave off a few unrestrained moans, scaring Nigel for a bit.

Nigel (whispering): ‘I’m cumming!’

He warned her as his dick slipped out of her slit, ‘jumping’ up and down for the finale. She went to the steps and asked him to stand over her, while she jerked him off pointing at her lips.

Nigel: ‘In your mouth?’
Emily: ‘Don’t guys always want that? We don’t need to clean up too.’

Upon hearing that, he backed off her and went back to the rails. He waved her over and wrapped her hand over his dick, pumping towards the ‘one-way’ tunnel down the centre of the stairs. ‘Oh!’, she eureka-ed and proceeded to manually finish him off, spraying his load down the interestingly fall to the first floor. Only of course, none reached that far.

She held up her dirty hand (with some cum) and pouted at him, only to see him pat her undies free of dust to give it to her. The school girl was so surprised at how resourceful he was, cleaning his dick after her hands were dried. They got dressed and he was allowed to keep her thongs, a frilly designed one.

Emily: ‘Put it around your dick and balls when you go for training. Then you won’t get abrasions!’
Nigel: ‘Idea too.’

They walked out of the lift one after another and stole a kiss near her house, making his way home after a satisfied relieve. A 22 year old officer, with a 15 year old student. She’s as addicted to him as he is to her. Manageable for now.

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Awkwardly walking to the house described by Jodie, the rawness on the pair of leather briefs she bought for him scrapped Sean across the sensitive foreskin. Upon entering, Jodie was seen sitting on the couch in a white, see-through dress, waiting for his arrival. For one, it was his stupidity that got him to where he was that day, sending lewd messages to the 15 year old girl. So there was no complains when she demanded to see him again.

‘If you don’t come, I’ll report you to the police’, was what she sent that made him panicked. Back in the living room, she tried to be his ‘friend’ by sitting next to him, removing his pants while she stripped down to her lingerie. Like she mentioned, her cute bra with red laces at the edge matched her panties, both thin and silky to his touch.

‘You can do what you said you wanted to’, she whispered seductively into his ears but the sight of a webcam hanging on the TV bothered him. Jodie hesitantly wrapped her fingers around his dick to get his attention, and he responded by sliding his up her legs. Pressing into her panties, a little moisture greeted him while he struggled to contain his moans.

Rubbing faster on her clit, her untrained hand was making him groan sensually. ‘You are not going to report me right?’, he asked with a slight tremble. ‘Not if you make me happy’, she replied with an eerie grin into his ears. Sean did not spent too much time outside her undies and went to her clit soon, teasing that wet hole of hers that got her panties soaking wet.

‘Am I doing it right?’, her eyes never left his face when she showed her concern, watching his nodding head with gasps in between. He began to slide his fingers lower down her slit, coming into contact with where she felt her pussy twitched. He kept quiet when he placed a small drop of lubricant over his dick, to aid her strokes that were getting faster.

Her short squeals started to surface as he went deeper into her, dipping the sauce that coated thickly around his finger. Jodie was getting weaker as he slipped around her insides, curling his fingertip at where she hinted him to do. Her grip loosened around his cock as soon as he hit her right spot, and her arms fell to the sides to her extended moans.

Sean immediately moved off the couch to get a better angle, pumping his forearm deeper into her. Wriggling those thick fingers around, Jodie was at almost full volume in her futile purrs. She grabbed his wrist tight as her vagina closed in on him, moaning in the sexiest tone he ever heard, ‘Sean.. I’m going to cum.. keep going.. ‘.

He climbed over her lap and dug her real violently, until a gush of juices poured over his palm and immobilised his hand with her tightness. Her bloodshot eyes stared at him seductively while she recovered from the orgasm, even guiding his thumb to massage her clit.

‘Good?’, the slight breathlessness caught up with him and she gave him a confident nod. ‘Lick them up?’, her biting lips won his heart to get a good licking and he got her flopping on the seat with his squishy oral skills. There was no pressure to last long as she kept her hands off him, letting him ‘drink’ from any angle he wanted.

After five minutes, Jodie’s mind was at its calmest state and his mouth was all wet with her juices. ‘Let me play with Little Sean now’, the pat on the couch was her next command and he laid on the armrest, legs opened in her direction. Jodie poured more lube into her palm before returning his favour (for her orgasm), pumping his cock at different speeds to see his reaction.

The grown man was squirming all over the place in her playfulness, but surprisingly harder than the last time they met. The tiny shiver in his thighs soon got stronger as she rubbed the tip, bringing him nearer to climax in seconds.

‘Arghh.. I’m going to shoot!’, she dodged his catch on her working hand and pinned him down while continuing the handjob. Sean’s hips arched upwards as the first ever firework show launched before Jodie’s eyes, falling over her hand and his belly in huge quanity. She could make out how sensitive he was by his requests to slow down and she gave in to his wishes, ending the non-penetrative foreplay with a sigh from his happy ending.

Playing with his sticky cum, her curiosity amused Sean who was eager to clean her up. They washed each other in the shower and returned to the living room smelling fresh.

‘This is for you’, her grateful tone came with a panties stretched out in the air, a gift for him to remember her by. He kept her present neatly in his bag before they cuddled for a while. A part of him was disappointed with her methods to ‘acquire’ him, but another part was willing to blackmailed. ‘Do you want to meet tomorrow? I’m not working’, she folded his underwear as she said ‘4pm’, keeping his last minute present for herself.

 

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Bubbly View

Bubbles (whispering): ‘Daddy! I can’t believe this really happened.’
Me: ‘What? Did I promise you a reward if you did well?’

She climbed over my lap in a bra top from Uniqlo and a grey flare skirt, planting her panties on my bulge. There was no way she could have missed that bump under her skirt and proceeded to grind back and forth, while watching myself contain the deep dark desires. I gently placed my hands around her neck and pulled her in for a kiss, feeling those soft lips on mine.

We had found a nice spot around our house to cuddle, and Bubbles was barely affected by our PDA – since there was no one around. Our passionate kiss only grew wilder as my hands ran up her spaghetti top, fondling her B cups under the padding. A on-off flick of my fingertips on her nipples immediately made her legs close, followed by more wriggling of her waist.

Bubbles: ‘Daddy.. take it out.. ‘

She helped to undo my pants, fishing out my manhood easily in my underwear-less state. My elongated dick was soon under her moist panties, massaged in random strokes in every direction. Moving on to peel one of her shoulder straps down, I pried the cups open to see her beautiful brown nipples, erected from my earlier contact.

The impatient girl pushed my head onto one side as soon as I took my breath, rolling me around to make sure I covered every angle. She always fantasised about having those nipples loved but never told me about it. This time, she was determined to make me pay back for all the times I had ignored them.

Bubbles (moaning): ‘Daddy.. my panties are getting too wet. Can I take them off?’
Me: ‘I’ll have to put him back then.’
Bubbles: ‘Just for a while.’

The zip went over my unforgiving hard on and her movements got more gentle, careful not to hurt him with the metallic teeth. I shifted one hand under her skirt to cover her clit with my thumb, and rubbed her slowly in circular motion. Her enthusiastic body jerked erratically as I vibrated faster, till she threw her arms over my neck in a tight hug.

Bubbles: ‘Daddy~ ‘

An extra bit of juices leaked out of her and my shorts caught some of it. The exhausted girl couldn’t move and I had to carry her to my side, adjusting the complaining cock in my pants at the same time.

Bubbles: ‘What are you doing Daddy?’
Me: ‘Getting ready to eat.’

Her knees split opened wildly under my grip and my mouth slammed onto her groin instantly. Her body fell backwards in shock and I kept moving my slippery tongue around her pussy. Making extra effort on her clit, her hips trembled in a cute manner every time I teased her. The long licks along her slit got her to moan dangerously loud to a point she had to cover her mouth.

Poking rapidly into her entrance, the deadly temptation forced her to pull me in harder. Well, there was no way I could get any deeper could I? I fumbled my pocket for her favourite toy and it pacified her almost immediately. The soft tip of the vibrator pressed onto her clit and my fingers filled her vagina up adequately.

She got immensely wet the moment the two-pronged attack began, shutting her pussy so tight I had trouble forcing my fingers inside. I kept going for as long as I could but an old man only had that much energy. The sensible Bubbles then pulled me away and replaced it with my other hand holding her toy.

Still vibrating, I thrust it as far as it could reach, causing an orgasm to trap the toy motionless. Detecting her climax, I covered my mouth over her pussy and sucked all the juices’ worth out of her. She couldn’t stop shaking till her rising hips fell back onto the step, panting quickly out of breath.

Bubbles (panting): ‘Daddy. Enough enough!’

I placed her feet neatly together and she slid past the step I was on. Finally freeing my cock out of his restrictive cage, she wrapped her boney fingers around him to get his attention. Well, she did know it was all hers to play with. Bubbles took a deep breath before she took the head in, unsure of how to move being her first time.

Me: ‘Just press your lips hard and move up and down, as far as you can reach.’

The faithful daughter did as she was told but got tired even before I found the right pressure. Frankly speaking, there was nothing more I could ask from her. We had came this far and she has been accommodating to say the least. How could I bear to tire her out?

Bubbles: ‘Can I use my panties instead?’
Me: ‘Sure girl.’

She threw the cold and wet panties over the tip, covering the shaft as well. The soft silky texture stretched and relaxed over my erection, blowing my senses all over the place with the high contrast in our texture (between her panties and my cock). I let her work on my shaft tirelessly, knowing well that she needed the practice to be better.

My eyes shut in pleasure and the beautiful thoughts of our blissful lives helped me reach my climax. To see my girl working so hard to please Daddy, there was no words for it.

Me (groaning): ‘Daddy is going to shoot now!’

She went faster till hot cum permeated through her thin panties, puffing it up with my load that didn’t seemed to stop. Gasping for air, I had literally blown my next day’s load out of the overexerted cock. Bubbles was full of concern with she saw how weary I was, but not before she made a few more pumps over my sensitive rod.

I had to hold her hand to stop her from driving me nuts, and she simply tucked my dick in with her panties over the head. I fell into her arms after delivering that shot, feeling her daughterly (if there was such word) brushing my tired face.

Still somewhat awake, I took her toy and plunged it into her pussy again, sending her gripping my arms tightly while she came another two times, both hard and life-draining. When we left that place, none of us could walk properly and barely said anything. As worn out as we were, we had spent our bonding session well.

Bubbles: ‘Daddy. Are you working on Wednesday?’
Me: ‘It should end at 3pm. Why?’
Bubbles: ‘I finish school the same time too.’

We fixed that afternoon for our next session and we went our separate ways home.