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A Great Fall

My bag swung onto my chest as I ran over, to the long-legged girl who slipped on the wet floor during this rainy season. She tried to get up but the impact had numbed her waist down, leaving me to carry her under the arms to a nearby chair.

I went back to the books scattered across the floor and picked them up, turning some of them to the drier sides as I stacked them up.

Girl: ‘Thanks. I’ll just rest here for a while.’

She sat there quietly while I stood around, laying her books out to dry on the table.

Girl: ‘I can’t feel my legs. Shit.. ‘
Me: ‘Where do you stay?’
Girl: ‘This block.’
Me: ‘I’ll help you to up. Then you call your mum or something?’
Girl: ‘Yeah. Thank you.’

Beyond her pitiful state, I couldn’t pay any attention to her figure or clothing. Her ankle swelled and the paralytic state worried me more than anything. We got everything and I handed it to her, making her hug her books before I princess-carried the surprised young lady.

Girl: ‘I’m heavy! I can hop on my own.’
Me: ‘Please press the lift number.’
Girl: ‘Okay.. ‘

The lift door beeped shut and I rested my hands on the railing, lessening the load before I had another lap to clear. She was just lying there looking at her toes, trying to move them and tears started building up in her eyelids.

Me: ‘Okay. Hang on.’

I brisk-walked to her door and knelt on one knee, while she fished out her keys and reached up to unlock the knobs. With no one else in her house, I brought her straight to her bedroom with direction and let her rest, after her shoes and bag were removed.

Me: ‘Where’s your house phone?’
Girl: ‘We don’t have one.’
Me: ‘Your handphone?’
Girl: ‘I don’t have one. Umm.. can you stay for a while?’
Me: ‘I’ll lend you mine. Call your parents. I’ll get a towel for you.’

I unlocked my phone and left it on her body, making my way into the bathroom after she shouted the location for me. After going back to her room, she was topless and my phone was by her side.

Me: ‘Called them already?’
Girl: ‘I don’t have their numbers. They are my aunty and uncle.’

I folded her shirt neatly into a pile and placed them by the stool near her bed, and she proceeded to flip sideways in an attempt to get her shorts off. I saw the wet patch on her bum and said nothing, tugging her shorts off while she pulled a blanket over herself.

Me: ‘You’re not worried that I’ll do something to you?’
Girl: ‘Do what to me?’
Me: ‘Nevermind.’
Girl: ‘Can help me take a pair of panties from there?’

I walked over to the cupboard and opened the first one, where pastel coloured underwear lined up in a row. When I returned to her, she had the wet one at her kness, unable to go any lower than that. I had no idea how naive she was but I wasn’t all that gentleman to begin with. I am a – guy.

Her cleanly shaved pussy appeared as I slipped the new piece of underwear on her, and she wriggled herself for me. Now that we had changed out her wet clothes, there leaves nothing no reason for me to stay in her room anymore.

Me: ‘I get something for you to wear?’
Girl: ‘I want to stay like this for a while. I’m still cold.’

She pulled the thick blanket tighter around herself in a cute manner and something just told me to stay by her side.

Girl (whispering): ‘Lie down with me?’
Me (whispering): ‘What’s your name?’
Girl: ‘Shirley.’
Me: ‘And you know my name?’
Shirley: ‘Ken.’
Me: ‘Huh?’
Shirley: ‘I like that name. Barbie’s boyfriend.’

She unwrapped the blanket and included me inside, lifting her leg over mine to embrace me like a bolster. Her pussy was rubbing against me even though the rest of her was lying still. The random squeezing of her hands on my arm made it felt even more naughty, like something was making her twitch.

Me (whispering): ‘Are you alright?’
Shirley (whispering): ‘Yeah. It feels good Ken.’

Her hand started moving down my belly and over my shorts, suddenly coming into contact with my bulge.

Shirley (whispering): ‘Why is it hard?’
Me (whispering): ‘I guess guys work differently from you girls.’
Shirley (whispering): ‘Does this feel good too?’

She began stroking me, brushing over my shorts with her hand. My breaths emerged as sighs and she moaned with me, letting me slide my hand between her crotch and my thigh. Before I knew it, she was grinding herself on my fingers, that were poking into the ‘Y’ shaped cave. The incoming moisture was unmistakable, and her stroking became faster.

Shirley: ‘Put your hand inside.’
Me: ‘You too.’

I slipped her panties to the side and she entered my shorts, carefully exploring my dick as the warmth of it soothed her accident earlier. She entered a sleeping state as pleasure built up in her, slowing her hand movements down to a standstill.

Shirley (breathing heavily): ‘Something is coming. I can feel it.’

Her body started shaking and I rubbed her clit even faster, throwing her into a convulsion when she finally broke and moaned her heart out. Juices had coated evenly over my fingers and she gradually tightened her grip on my dick as her orgasm died down.

Shirley: ‘Let me try it on you too.’
Me: ‘Don’t! Something will come out.’
Shirley: ‘Sperm?’
Me: ‘Yeah.’
Shirley: ‘I want to see!’

With that, she flipped the cover open and massaged me faster. I was groaning uncontrollably and she just kept going as quick as she could. Giving herself no breaks, I was at her mercy and after a few minutes..

Me: ‘I’m shooting!’

A pause finally came and she angled her head over my stomach, facing a monster that was about to breath fire. A few more pumps of her fist squeezed the first round onto her lips, and a quick manoeuvre slid her ear over my groin. Her lips sealed around my cock and the rest of the load poured into her mouth, continuing to squirt with her hand jerking the final bits out.

I sat up as soon as I was done and reached for the box of tissue under her bed. I had saw it when I pulled the stool out, definitely coming to good use in times of emergency. Holding one piece in front of her mouth, there was no way I’d expect her to do anything else with that.

Me: ‘Spit it out.’
Shirley: ‘Ahhh.. ‘

She opened her arms and I fell into them, hugging her braless top which was another surprise to make this rescue a little better. After the tiring pleasure-trade, she straightened her legs and fell asleep. Needless to say, my job was done and she was too groggy to respond to my shaking.

Shirley (WhatsApp): ‘Hey Ken.. Will you be at my void deck tonight? Aunt and Uncle won’t be back.’

Me (WhatsApp): ‘You told me you didn’t have a phone.’

Shirley (WhatsApp): ‘Who doesn’t? Answer me first!’

For that moment I left my phone with her to get her underwear, she had keyed her phone number and name in. We confirmed our next date at 9pm that night and we once again found ourselves in her bed, this time totally amped up but taking one small step after the mutual ‘handjob’.

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Two Against One

I could hear the chatter before I saw them, the first girl was in a short skirt and tank top while the second was in t-shirt and shorts. As young as they were, my mind couldn’t stop fantasising about how they would look like when they got older. The girl who walked in my direction had a long, sharp face with pretty fringes combed behind her ears, while the second one had a side parting to her long waist length hair, face a little round towards the cute side.

They sat right behind me and continued chatting, but their conversations were softer.

Girl (whispering): ‘Hey.. ‘

As much as I didn’t want to pause my space shooter game, Gemini, on my iPad, their hush-hush ‘hey’ got the better of me.

Me: ‘Yeah?’
Girl: ‘What’s that game you’re playing? Your life is so low.’

True enough, they just saw me getting bombed by a dying boss and I was feeling a little helpless. I knew where the game was going.

Me: ‘This boss is hard to beat. Then you two distracted me.’
Girl: ‘Eh. Don’t play la. Talk to us.’

The girl sitting near the aisle (in shorts) came to the empty seat next to me and she snatched my phone which was lying between the iPad and my belly.

Girl (whispering from behind): ‘Her name is Elly.’
Me: ‘Elly! Return it. Don’t play with people’s phone.’
Elly: ‘Wei! Why you tell him my name!’

She poked my ribs and I jolted back immediately, being extremely susceptible to tickles at that area. The two girls paused and asked me to keep my iPad, and I did! Before they realised they could take that away too.

Being the oldest person among us, it felt childish when I joined the girl behind me to take Elly down, ending the little fight with laughters and heavy breathing.

Elly (whispering): ‘She is Josephine. But I always call her bitch.’
Josephine: ‘Eh! This is our stop! Let’s go!’

From behind, Josephine took my phone from my hand and hurried down the deck, forcing me to follow them out of the bus. Sure, it was just one stop away from mine, but I was worn out and needed some rest.

Firing up my camera app, they took a few selfies before turning into a lift, where I had to run to catch up with them.

Me: ‘Where are you bringing me to?’
Elly: ‘We’ll return your phone la. Don’t worry can? Take your phone for what? Photos ah?’

They had such a cheerful spirit that infected me, to a point I didn’t mind them being so playful. I was after all, too old for them to consider as a ‘partner’. The age gap alone already kicked me out of ‘BFF’.

Bearing my heavy messenger bag, Josephine flicked the strap off my shoulders and caught it before it hit the ground. Without my bag, everything just seemed refreshing. When I noticed which floor we were at, the beautiful skyline of Bishan was drawing me towards the edge of the corridor.

With a girl on each side, looking at the same thing, my arms went around their waist to pull them in.

Elly: ‘Nice right?’

They turned around suddenly and my arms touched their breasts, pushing me backwards to the concrete wall behind. These two girls stayed close to my chest, pecking from my cheeks down to my neck. I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming. Why would they pick a seemingly unfasionable guy like me? Don’t girls their age love guys in skinnies and high ankle shoes? At least someone with a dyed head of hair.

Both of them took my hands and pushed them under their top, kneading a firm, athletic one on my left and a soft, tender one on my right. Their padless bras had already made things easier.

Me (whispering): ‘Why me?’
Josephine: ‘It’s actually not you. It’s her. She wanted to try it with an older guy. And you don’t look scary.’
Elly: ‘You look normal! Which is good.’

Elly stood in front of me kissing, while Josephine worked on my belt, an easy click-release type I funded on Kickstarter. Before I got my head clear, they were torturing me with a handjob and ball-playing. I was groaning right into their ears..

Me (whispering): ‘Elly.. you have done it with guys your age?’
Elly (whispering): ‘No. They are so immature. And I think smaller too.’

She descended out of my sight and a mouth was felt on my dick, wetting the tip before running her lips down my shaft. In her small mouth, I must say it was the most wonderful feeling ever. I barely fitted into her.

Josephine stripped her panties from under her skirt and placed my hand beneath, greeting me with a moist, warm hole. My fingers needed no guidance and pierced right into her, causing a moan that made Elly jealous.

Elly: ‘Bitch. Can you don’t make those sounds?’
Josephine (moaning): ‘He’s really good.’

I signalled Elly to get up on her feet with a tap on her hair, and she was bottomless (since she was in shorts) after a bit of wobbly striptease. Both my hands went to work on their tiny, shaved clit and the stereo moans turned into music.

Elly (moaning): ‘I’m so wet right now.. ‘
Josephine: ‘No. Don’t even think about that.’
Elly: ‘You don’t pretend you don’t want it la.’

The girls stopped everything and we headed down a flight of stairs with our belongings. Elly, the naked waist-down girl, sat on a step with her legs apart and Josephine stayed away to stack our clothes neatly.

Kneeling on the hard floor, the pain was ignorable compared to what was before me.

Elly (whispering): ‘Jo! Come help.’

A couple of question marks appeared above my head, unsure of what to make out of that. Her friend sat behind her with her legs opened as well and held my dick, searching for the entrance on Elly’s pussy with her pinky.

Tugging gently, a gasp was heard when the tip entered. Elly had grabbed onto Jo’s arms tight. Continuing forward, I listened to the contractions of her body to let myself in, and the moment our groin touched, she just bear-hugged me.

Josephine (whispering): ‘Go slow.’

Carefully, I thrust my hips and the hug loosened, with Jo’s hand rubbing on the clit at the same tempo. That tiny little slit of Elly’s, was too big for what I was feeling within. There was no extra length to move deeper. In short, she felt like a wet condom about to slip out of me.

Me (whispering): ‘You’re too small.’
Elly (whispering): ‘Just move.. ‘

I followed her instruction and dragged her vagina in and out, feeling the ends of her pussy as I moved. Within a few strokes, the tight hug returned around my neck and her body just vibrated strongly. I couldn’t cum because of how weird it felt. She was way too small for this.

Josephine helped her off me and pulled her shorts back up, leaving her to rest against the railings. After that was done, she pulled me up to the ‘window’ of the stairwell, and bent over.

Me (whispering): ‘You sure?’
Josephine: ‘When you’re about to shoot, take it out k?’
Me: ‘Okay.’

I slid easily into her wet pussy and it felt more decent. No doubt her body was as small as her friend, there was sufficient stimulation to get me pumping. My body went on auto-pilot and rammed as fast as I could, watching how my rugged jeans slammed onto her soft, bandage skirt.

The huge contrast in our physique and mood and size was driving me crazy. All I could feel was pleasure, and juices running down my thighs and some dripping loudly onto the floor. Her grip on the railing was constantly tight, and her moans did not come out loud behind those lips-bitting orgasms.

As I felt my urge coming, I was making the deepest strokes into her. Within four or five powerful thrusts, she collapsed in front of me, falling into a pile.

Me (whispering): ‘Hey hey! Are you alright?!’

Dragging her by her armpits, the two girls laid side-by-side, eyes closed and in a disgruntled look – meaning messy clothes. Quietly, I took my phone and took a few photos of them, making sure to catch their faces. It was priceless right? To be ‘picked up’ by a pair of sweet, really young things.

Elly (whispering): ‘Umm.. you came?’
Me: ‘No. But I’m okay. You girls need to rest now.’

She leaned over to Josephine and rubbed on her clit, shocking her awake. Looking lost, my flaccid dick brought all the memories back.

Josephine: ‘I’m too tired to continue. Help him shoot?’

Elly, whom had recovered her strength, kneeled on the step she sat on got into doggie. Now feeling better knowing that they were fine, I did not turn her down and went to work.

Penetrating her in one stroke, her vigour returned and I hammered her non-stop, recreating the same dripping sounds under our genitals. Her initially tight cunt had relaxed and I was feeling her overwhelming squeeze on my shaft now.

Me: ‘I’m cumming.. ‘

Without hesitation, I pulled out and Elly returned to sit next to Jo. They started making out and I brought my dick to join them. Sliding between their lips, their tongues finished the job.

Their lips formed a small clover and I blew onto their mouths, spraying cum that they were not prepared for. As soon as some landed on their shirts, Josephine grabbed Elly’s hair and forced her mouth over my dick.

The remainder of my cum shot into her mouth where she could not break free from, since her head was painfully shoved at my cock. As I slowed down, Elly pushed my away and panted deeply.

Elly: ‘Stupid bitch.. ‘
Josephine: ‘Spit it out la!’
Elly: ‘You think?’

Every drop when down her throat but their superglue-like bond did not seem to be affected. The girls minded their own business and got dressed, before sending me downstairs.

Josephine: ‘You two can continue uh! I’m going home.’

With that, she went back into the lift and disappeared, leaving me with Elly.

Awkward, was what we felt. At least not till I asked if she enjoyed herself.

Elly (whispering): ‘Yeah.. I kind of liked it when she forced me onto you. You? Enjoyed yourself?’

I stopped in my tracks and turned towards her, pulling her in for another kiss. That kiss turned into a tongue fight and we almost fucked right there, under a study corner but it didn’t happen.

Instead, she brought me all the way to her place, empty for some reason.

Elly: ‘My dad rented this place for me. My parents are separated.’

What else could I say? I embraced her for the longest time I could remember and we had the most intense raw sex – all over the house. After that night, she got into bondage and wore unspeakable attire under her school uniform. Giving me total control of her body as she wished for me to do.

That, was her final request before telling me to never listen to her other demands to stop or end this. So, we never ended, to this day.

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One for Marina Boulevard

Girl: ‘Umm.. excuse me?’

I pulled my earpiece out and stared at her in the black ITE dress, whom had caught my eyes when she entered the restaurant. I didn’t exactly ‘eye’ her but nonetheless, attracted to her baby small face with brown hair.

Girl: ‘Can I get your number?’

She stuck her Chanel-cover iPhone to me at the ‘New Contact’ screen and I keyed in my details. Once she returned to her table, cheers could be heard from her friends, who kept looking in my direction.

The noisy group left after a while and that girl came back to my table. This time, I signalled for her to the empty chair next to me and she sat down, hugging onto her bag tightly in front of her chest.

Me: ‘Your friends?’
Girl: ‘They left. I’m Ashley.’

All my impressions of ‘Ashleys’ were guys but Yellow Ranger was Ashley too. The only part where they had any similarity was her neck-length hair. Having done with my dinner, I had no idea what to suggest to her. Getting laid sounded impossible except in my stories, and her age worried me too.

Me: ‘I’m done with dinner. Want to go for a walk?’
Ashley: ‘Okay. You stay around here?’
Me: ‘Yeah. About fifteen minutes walk.’

It wasn’t nearby, but a distance to help digest. We went to H&M which was along the way and her shyness told me something else about her. The clothes which she stopped to look at, the price tag would always come first. And for most of them, she replaced the item after seeing how much it cost.

Me: ‘Hey. Pick something. Your uniform don’t exactly fit this place.’

She continued browsing and settled for a striped crop top. Looking at me wishfully, I had to instruct her to get some sort of bottoms as well. How else would she be able to change into a completely different outfit? A pair of black shorts were added to her arm and I paid for it. Entering the changing room for the third time, she changed into the purchases and sights were immediately set on her when we left the building.

Me: ‘Like it?’
Ashley: ‘I shouldn’t have picked this shirt. I’m cold.’

Her worried, pouted lips look was priceless. I sighed a laugh and reached my arm out at her, where she happily held with both hands. The constant stares she got no longer bothered her in that lively mood, and when we reached the building I stayed in, her arms suddenly let go of me.

I haven’t told her about where we were going, but when she asked where I lived, I thought she was alright with going to my place. Still, playing safe would not ruin the new, cute friend I made.

Me: ‘Maybe we should go elsewhere.’
Ashley (whispering): ‘I.. it’s too expensive here.’
Me: ‘Expensive? What do you mean?’
Ashley: ‘This is a hotel right?’

I couldn’t blame her. At her age, I would have thought the same too. One Marina Boulevard is an office/ residential place.

Me: ‘Actually, this is a bit too expensive.’
Ashley: ‘Yeah! Can we go to your place instead?’
Me: ‘Okay. Let’s go to my place then. Follow me. I ask them something first.’

She held my hand and we went to the reception, where the attractive front-desk lady recognised me.

Lady: ‘Good evening Mr. J. A card for your friend?’

A smile was my answer to her and she held the access card towards Ashley. With a confused expression, she politely accepted and we walked away with regards from the sweet lady.

Ashley: ‘So you stay here.’

The gantry opened upon detecting the card in our pockets and the lift worked with a tap of her visitor pass. Once we reached my floor, the huge automated sliding door opened on my side and we made our way into the living room. The only thing with the interior layout was that the long corridor.

Imagine walking to your classroom, which was my bedroom in this case, you’ll have to pass the kitchen, study-cum-office. Luckily I was staying alone and would never bump into anyone fucking on the kitchen counter.

Ashley: ‘This.. is.. crazy.. ‘

What could I possibly say to her? ‘It’s nothing’? Or ‘I think so too’? Saying nothing was the best protection against her own self-esteem. I brought her into my bedroom, which faced the cityscape with full-length windows.

Ashley was breathing so hard I could hear her excitement, and all she did was look out of the window. I went behind her and hugged her, carrying her to the bed which I meticulously picked, being the second most expensive furniture besides the unit.

Me: ‘Look at this.’

A click on the smart-home controller lit the LEDs behind the ceiling, making the stars glow randomly. That cute girl just stared at it with her jaws opened. My face occupied her vision next and I could tell something in her was about to explode. Her lips wet themselves, almost luring me to skip the kissing and stick my dick in there.

Ashley: ‘I.. don’t know what to say.’

My hand rested on her exposed tummy and she unbuttoned her shorts. It was that straightforward. We knew what was coming next, that’s getting into our birthday suits. Her small tits looked full despite the low altitude, and her pussy, had the finest hair that thinly her important part luxurious, like those furry carpets.

She had felt my groin when I leaned my body on her, and she was so embarrassed about the fact that I shaved and she didn’t. Every small detail was affecting her so much.

Ashley (whispering): ‘Sorry. I didn’t shave.’
Me (whispering): ‘I’m not bothered by it. I think it looks cute on you.’

By the time we started kissing, our bodies had wanted more than sex, whatever that realm was. Her hand worked clumsily on my rod, trying to please me as I rubbed her clit to an orgasm. Up till that point where she climaxed with panting moans, she was just trying to keep up with me.

When I finally couldn’t take the teasing, I stepped out of bed and went to the dresser. That poor girl got all worried and sat on the bed, wondering what I was doing.

Ashley: ‘I’m sorry. I don’t know how to pleasure guys. I only seen it once online then I didn’t want to again.’
Me: ‘Huh? What are you talking about?’

I was fishing for my condom. Oh wait. Maybe I didn’t need it if she’s a virgin. I stopped reorganising the drawer and went back to the guilt-struck girl. She was just rubbing her clenched fist looking so lost.

Me: ‘You have any boyfriends before?’
Ashley: ‘Yeah. But we didn’t do much. He just made me sit on top of him and just move my down-there over his pants.’
Me: ‘So, you’re a virgin?’
Ashley (shyly): ‘I usually masturbate with my lipstick. But never had sex.’

The turn of event did not disappoint me. I was too reckless, not all girls are that.. argh.. whatever. Guess who felt worse after coming this far? I made her lie on the bed and joined her, looking at the stars while she laid on my chest looking at the city view. I guess there wasn’t much else to do besides a handjob, which I could skip to make up for my foolishness.

Slowly, I felt her hand moving over my dick again, feeling each area with her fingertips. My breathing was in her control then and it was up to her to make me breathe fast or slow. She was a quick learner.

Ashley (whispering): ‘Can you turn on the lights? I want to see it.’

Another click brought the lights up and she moved to my stomach, checking the penis in detail. Be it curiosity or duty, she was keeping me hard. Unable to see anything in front of her head, a soft, wet surface touched my pee hole and her lips gently kissed over the head. Going down my shaft, a sharp breath told her ‘you’re doing it right’.

My balls were in the mercy of her palm and her blowjob consisted more of tongue play than up-down. Still, it was good. Don’t we all love to be teased than to be made to cum? While men enjoys the process, women loves the outcome.

Me (whispering): ‘It’s enough for me. Can I play with yours?’
Ashley (whispering): ‘Don’t .. I .. (a tap on my dick) .. to play with me.’

That was the best unclear, answer any guys could wish to get. I didn’t even get the full sentence from the whisper. I laid on top of her and let my hips find the opening. Her hands were on my cheeks ready to pull me in for the kiss when I entered.

Inches by inches, I moved carefully and her defloration was aided by the frenching that distracted her. Once I had taken 100% of her virginity, my body just went autopilot. Our mouths never left each other and her tightness just drove me crazy. Her body was getting used to the motion by that long, biological stick all men has. It was full of involuntary contractions and orgasms she never expected to have come so soon.

Ashley (whispering): ‘I came so many times today.’
Me (whispering): ‘I know. I can feel it.’

That five minutes we were at it, she had three. And I totally forgot about the condom.

Me: ‘Wanna go on top?’
Ashley: ‘Okay. I think I know how to move.’

Her level of concern about putting it in was higher than maintaining eye-contact. Yes, that was how new she was to this. The moment the pleasure returned, she interlocked fingers with me and rocked her slim belly, riding me in a continuous exchange of moans and groans from the both of us.

She was going really, really fast. And the rocking motion simply pushed all the right spots on my shaft. The only drawback being my lack of stamina, which I gave in to her tight pussy that I bet all of you would succumb to as well. I had suspected her to be enjoying this more than me.

Me: ‘Ash.. You have to get off me now. I’m going to shoot.’

She did not understandd the urgency when guys say that and she took her time to come to a stop, before releasing my purplish looking dick.

Ashley: ‘Umm.. what do I do now?’
Me: ‘Where does your boyfriend usually shoot?’
Ashley: ‘Ex. I’m single now. He usually.. shoot on my hand.’
Me: ‘Hmm.. wrap your hand over it and move up and down. You can lie on my stomach. When I’m going to shoot, I will touch your head and you put it into your mouth?’

She nodded her head obediently and did as told. The final moments were spent with my eyes closed, and a huge cumshot that emptied my balls into her mouth. Her tongue simply did not know what to do except to keep teasing the tip.

After the few minutes of grand finale, she went to her bag and took her water bottle out, swallowing my cum like medicine, giving me the biggest surprise of the night.

Well, I guess she could do that. Or spit it out.

We went for a shower together and she sat over my dick in the bathtub, hugging me tightly and kissing all over my neck.

Ashley: ‘Can I ask you for something?’

Shit. Don’t tell me it’s money. Or should I wish it’s ‘just’ money?

Ashley: ‘Can I show you to my mum?’

Okay. That wasn’t too bad. But given how busy I was, I didn’t know how long we could stay together. But maybe, just maybe, this could work out.

After another round in the bathtub, where I came into her mouth again, we went to the carpark where I had my company car, a Mercedes R231. We drove to her flat in the old estates of Toa Payoh and parked the heavy-front car after much difficulty.

The neighbours Ashley saw along the way up to her flat would thought that she have struck the lottery. She was all smiles from the moment we hopped into the car, caressing every curves from the dashboard to the leather seats as I did the same, with my hand under her school uniform she changed back into after the shower.

Ashley (shouting): ‘Mummy! This is J.’

A long, disapproving stare made me look away. I was in shorts and t-shirt. How else would I expect her to think of me? Her mum was in her early thirties, having Ashley from an accident with one of her flings. Well, I (or she) was just lucky that fling had good genes. Or that her mum had good eyes.

After the longest ten minutes introduction and chatting with Ashley and her mum, her impression of me improved upon hearing where I lived and how we got here. The next thing I knew, she had her attention on me rather than her daughter who was asking her if she could spend nights at my place.

Mum: ‘No you can’t. You have a home and you’ll disturb J from his work. J, you can come over and spend nights here though. I can accept that.’

Whether if her mum was the one who wanted to spend more time with me, or to keep an eye on her daughter, time will tell. But for that evening, she allowed Ashley to spend the night at my place. At last, I felt better knowing that I haven’t stepped on any timebombs for that eventful day.

After we got home and naked, we crashed into the bed with hands all over each other. As for the rest of the night, all I could say is – we were spent when first light broke into the room.

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That Thing

Melvin: ‘She looks good.’
Guy: ‘Confirm you want her?’
Melvin: ‘Wait. I still don’t get it. How does it work?’
Guy: ‘Let me activate her first.’

He clicked on the thumbnail with the girl in a school uniform, and sent a message with the words ‘Vince, 231A. 2030hrs.’ The stranger who contacted Melvin passed him a tiny metal pillbox, and pushed him towards the door.

Guy: ‘Go to the second floor, unit number 3100. She will be there.’
Melvin: ‘And?’

Guy: ‘Show her the box and she will know what to do. Give her the contents inside and keep the box. That will be your membership pass. Call the number underneath whenever you want to see me. This is a present from your good friend.’

My good friend? Who? And he HAS access to such dark stuff?

He clutched his sling bag tightly and went down the lift, heading to the room he was told. Standing in front of the digital door lock, the concealed camera had been waiting for his arrival.

*Click*

He pushed through the door and a small living room reminded him how a one-room flat looked like. Unsure of what was happening, he sat on the bed in the middle of the flat and waited. Strangly, there was no connection on his phone.

*Knock knock*

8.30pm. Things were becoming clearer to him now, with the details right outside the door. Melvin went over to the seamless wooden door (without any peepholes) and swallowed, just as he pulled the heavy door ajar.

Girl: ‘Vince?’
Melvin: ‘Yeah.’
Girl: ‘I’m Xue Ting.’

Her side parting fringe covered most of her face, but she was whom he picked earlier. Wearing a white Mango t-shirt with a pair of black flare skirt, he was beginning to like what his ‘good friend’ brought him into.

She placed her bag on the floor before climbing onto the bed, lying tired with her face in the pillow.

Xue Ting: ‘School sucks. I’m so tired.’

The petite girl groaned as she stretched her limbs, turning herself over while looking at him.

Melvin: ‘How old are you?’
Xue Ting: ‘Haha. I’m still in secondary school.’
Melvin: ‘Umm.. I don’t really know how this works. How did you get into this?’
Xue Ting: ‘Hmm.. you can say ‘by choice’?’

Her arms opened and Melvin kicked his shoes off before joining her in bed. Her kitty-like action that buried her face in his chest made him felt young, as though he was her boyfriend. She rested her head on his chest and pushed him down, as if they were going to sleep.

Xue Ting (whispering): ‘I’ve been thinking about this all the time you know? The text that tells me someone will meet me, with that box. Can I see it?’

He fished the cold steel container from his pocket and showed it to her. Instantly, she got more energetic and became more focused on him. She took the box and kept it back in his jeans, lying down back on his body.

For a minute, it was just silence. Xue Ting turned her head to him and opened her mouth, lips looking glossy and seductive. It looked as though she was turned on! Was she?

Xue Ting (whispering): ‘Kiss kiss?’

Their lips met and her little tongue came out to play. While they were frenching, she moved her body into doggie and climbed over him. Their bodies got more daring and soon, she was pulling his shirt off and vice versa. Those plain, white tiny bra only reassured him of her age, and once her skirt was off, the set of pink panties with little hearts made her looked even younger.

Xue Ting (whispering): ‘I’ve been shaving everyday in case this day comes. Want to see?’
Melvin: ‘Yeah.’

She grabbed his hand and stretched the bands of her panties open, showing him the way in to feel her wet, juicy slit. He could not hold himself back from touching her clit and she was moaning as he vibrated his finger.

Xue Ting (whispering): ‘You’re not even naked yet! Let’s get naked.’

They parted momentarily to remove all their clothes, before she went to the pillow. Adjusting it against the headboard, she signalled to him by patting on it. He moved to where she wanted and watched her lie on her belly, head positioned on one of his thighs.

Xue Ting: ‘Tell me if I hurt you k?’

Her tongue appeared and he felt her warmth on his exposed erection. Those thin, pink lips opened and took his girth easily, rocking her head up and down his thigh to get the blowjob going.

With one hand on his testicles, no words could describe how great he was feeling. His mind drifted in and out of blankness, toes tingling with every stroke she tried to go deeper down on. It was quiet, good, and most importantly, super erotic.

Xue Ting (pouting lips): ‘Can I rest?’
Melvin: ‘Yeah! Of course. Lie down.’

He excused himself and let her take his spot, but lying properly on the pillow this time.

Melvin: ‘Can I see it up close?’
Xue Ting: ‘Huh! Don’t want! I’m shy.’
Melvin: ‘Close your eyes and imagine I am your doctor.’
Xue Ting: ‘Okay. I’ll try. But no doctors have seen me down there yet.’

He laid chest down on the bed between her legs and bent her knees. The room was not bright enough to make anything in that dark centre, but he could feel it with his fingers instead. Swiping his fingertip lightly, he listened to the moans she was making, sounding extra sexy when he found her clit under the folds.

Xue Ting (whispering): ‘It’s sensitive there.. don’t play with it too much.. ‘

His shy ‘girlfriend’ earned his sympathy and he returned to her side, pinching her nipples hard while she stroked him in revenge.

Xue Ting (whispering): ‘Can I tell you something?’
Melvin: ‘Go on.’
Xue Ting: ‘I feel like having you inside.. can?’
Melvin: ‘But you are underaged.’
Xue Ting (whispering): ‘But if I am the one riding you?’
Melvin: ‘I don’t know.. ‘

Her smile softened his tensed mood and another kiss ended the conversation. She brought her body over his again, and kneeled with her pussy just inches above his belly. He saw her bite her lips as she straightened her back, and held his dick under her pussy.

In that intense life-changing moment, his ears picked up her breathes. The heat from her pussy could be felt flowing down his dick, and she was lowering herself slowly.

Xue Ting: ‘Mmm!’
Melvin: ‘You okay?’
Xue Ting: ‘Yeah. Sensitive. Don’t move.’

Not able to split her legs any wider, her vagina consumed his rod at a slow pace. Every bit of his urge to just ram it inside her was about to break loose. Nonetheless, he let her finish the docking process and a sigh calmed their senses down.

Xue Ting: ‘You’re so big inside me. Or am I too small for you?’

She giggled and went to his mouth, pecking him playfully. Now that he was completely inside her, there wasn’t much work for him to do. Her hips raised and dropped, fucking his enlarged member that was helpless in her body. Her breathing got faster as she wore her legs muscles out, and Melvin stopped her shortly after.

Melvin: ‘Hey, you can rest and let me do the work.’
Xue Ting: ‘Wait! I want to try something. Saw this online.’

Whatever she wanted to try, he was confident he had seen it before. But when she raised his knees up for him to hold, he doubted himself. His anus was fully exposed and that angle his dick was in (pointing at himself), sex was hardly possible.

Xue Ting squatted in a horse stance over his butt, and brought his dick downwards in the direction of his balls.

Melvin: ‘You sure about this?’
Xue Ting: ‘Just try. Does it hurt?’

A little ache was felt when she bent his erection in the opposite direction, but it wasn’t painful. Plus, whatever she was going to do, had better make this worthwhile.

Melvin: ‘Nope. What’s next?’

She relaxed her legs and let her pussy vanish his dick once again, replacing the ache with pleasure.

Xue Ting: ‘When I saw this position, I was thinking, don’t you guys like to do this? But this time, the girl is in control! Awesome no?’

Her opened thighs against the back of his legs, still raised in midair. True enough, he felt like the girl in this stance, but it was something new.

Melvin (panting): ‘Ting.. you’re touching my sensitive spot. I don’t know if I can last long.. ‘
Xue Ting (panting): ‘It’s okay.. you’re touching mine too. Just cum whenever you like.’

Bouncing on his dick, she sounded sexy enough to shorten Melvin’s stamina. It was the top part of his shaft getting all the pleasure, while the underside barely brushed along her pussy. In no time, the new angle was charging the school girl up, speeding beyond any known limits.

Melvin: ‘I’m going to shoot soon! Take it out!’
Xue Ting: ‘I.. can’t.. stop moving.. ‘

His legs had gone numb and was totally weak. Even letting go of his knees didn’t spring his legs back. The sex was too good for his body to deny. Especially when it was with this naive girl who was just trying out a new position.

Melvin: ‘I.. Arghh!’

She slammed down on his dick as he felt her vaginal walls making waves on his rod, milking his cum in perfect sync. Loads after loads erupted into her, where she fell forward and pressed his legs down against his chest.

As the two of them calmed down, their senses returned and his dick had began.. shrinking. She gave him a constipated look and squeezed her pussy at the base, lifting herself away with the last load being extracted like toothpaste.

They fell onto the bed and caught their breaths, exchanging kisses while she massaged his overheated barrel. After the short break, Melvin went into the bathroom and when he returned, a knock on the door was heard.

Xue Ting: ‘I’ll get this!’

Puzzled, he watched the visitor, a lady in her mid-thirties, hold a cup under Xue Ting who was squatting close to the floor.

Lady: ‘Pass.’

Xue Ting sighed a heave of relief and dragged Melvin to the bed, where she requested for the box.

Melvin: ‘What’s in it?’

Holding up a pink pill, she whispered ‘morning-after‘. And the second blue pill, ‘for my studies‘. Both went down her throat with the water from her flask and she helped him get dressed before herself.

Xue Ting: ‘This is for the guy who sent you. He’ll want to see this.’

The panties she removed was shoved in his hand, still damp from whatever caused her to be wet. The happiest girl left the house and Melvin was all along in the room.

Unknown Number (on phone): ‘Leave after fifteen minutes. I’ll see you where we met earlier.’

He waited and went back into the unit at the highest floor, where the screen with thumbnails of girls stayed on the monitor.

Guy: ‘She gave you anything?’

He showed him the pink, hearted panties and he nodded intelligently.

Guy: ‘You can keep that. And this.’

He took the Sandisk thumbdrive and he got lost again with the barcode behind it.

Melvin: ‘What’s this?’
Guy: ‘The video of you two at it. It is ‘write-only’ formatted, so you can’t delete it. It contains details of that girl as well. So you can find her outside.’
Melvin: ‘Umm.. okay. Can I ask what is in the blue pill?’

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Guy: ‘Haha. She showed it to you huh? Not sure if you can understand this, but. These girls, they were given their first dose coated in a special chemical. It’s a memory-enhancing pill. Still used by spies in the present age. We have ‘sort of’ tweaked it to be activated by specifically, serotonin. Found in semen in huge quantities.’

Melvin: ‘So it will be useless even if she takes it before her exams?’

Guy: ‘Clever! She will need to call you, and that’s when you’ll be needed to activate the pill. The more serotonin she can get, the longer the short-term memories she absorbed will be retained. That’s why she has your number too.’

Melvin: ‘By the time she needs me, she’ll be fucking other guys.’

Guy: ‘Umm.. that’s why you have the video? And they all know this little extra information. You know, sometimes they have a lot of things to remember. Flipping pages doesn’t work. They need days to go through all the materials their exams will need. They can take the pill as far from that important date as possible. As long as their body receives the activating chemical, the pill will keep working. But once their bodies run out of it, and they are not aware, all the things they remembered will be gone. Just imagine.. ‘

Melvin: ‘Oh! I get it! Wow. This can kill me – indirectly.’

Guy: ‘Yeah man. You got it. You have to go now. Someone is coming for his little pet.’

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Daddy’s Secret

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This is an incestuous story from the numerous requests of my readers. It’s between a dad and his daughter. Happy fantasising!

Dad: ‘GIRL AH! ARE YOU READY?’
Bernice: ‘Coming coming!’

She appeared in the living room in a tank top with gaping wide sleeves and a pair of plain denim skirt. Her tube bra was barely containing the contours of her breasts but there wasn’t a need to be worried with her dad around. For him, it was a pair of thick cotton pants and a t-shirt. It was after all a movie night for them as mummy worked late on Thursdays to hopefully get an off day on Friday.

Tucking her arms under daddy’s, they left their condo and made their way to i12, tickets paid for through online reservation. Being the first to enter the threatre, they found their spot somewhere in the middle. The film they were about to catch had been on screen for almost two weeks, and it was the last screening before it was gone.

Soon, the lights dimmed to the handful of audience and she went on to pull her bra down to her waist. With a cardigan on hand, it was more of a cover than to keep her warm. We all know that cardigans are invented to hide the beautiful skin of girls. Daddy quickly covered his legs and let her daughter lie on his shoulder, where his hand slipped under her shirt to fondle those pubescent young boobs.

As for Bernice, she had gone under her ‘cover’ and onto her dad’s lap, dick easily accessible without underwear on. Stroking it gently, she remain focused on screen while her nipples hardened in the chilly cinema. Once he had enough of warming her breasts up, he went for her skirt, where she had long been prepared without any panties on.

Dipping his finger into those wet, fleshy folds of pussy, she was wet as usual. Feeling daddy wriggling his rough finger into her pussy, she grabbed tighter onto his arm. Her hips had unknowingly begin to move, but he was soon moving faster to keep her still.

Daddy (whispering): ‘Let Daddy do the work.’

A shudder went across her body signalling an orgasm, with a smile that made her press her head harder onto the strong biceps.

90 minutes of showtime, 90 minutes of foreplay. Bernice had came a few times, and daddy haven’t. Given where they were playing, it was as far as they could afford to go. Before the movie ended, she pulled her bra back to its original position and helped daddy dry his wrinkled fingers. It was time for part two.

Heading back to their condo, they went straight for the carpark, where his personal two-door, four-seater car awaited. Hopping into the backseat, she removed her shirt and yanked her bra down, while daddy stripped his pants off. He leaned his body against the door and gave Bernice enough space to bend over.

Like a symphony, she was soon sucking on daddy’s cock, while he pushed her head downwards to get the momentum right. She loved how daddy groaned when she fondled his balls, not only would she be turned on more, she loved how he controlled her mouth, ramming his juicy cock down the same mouth mummy fed her milk when she was young. As long as he was happy, she would be.

Daddy: ‘Come, kneel here.’

The pair of cushions in his car was there for exactly this reason. She got into doggie with her knees on the floor softened by the cushions, and daddy was right behind her. Sitting close to the edge of the exquisite leather seat, he guided her down on his dick. Very slowly, she applied some resistance to feel every inch entering her. A love hole she didn’t dare to even her fingers into, was filled with her daddy’s cock. One that was mature, thick and long. It pushed every buttons inside her and never once did she get clear views with him inside. Her eyes.. they would roll white in pleasure.

Daddy: ‘Baby girl, you’re especially tight today.’
Bernice (breathlessly): ‘I always am, Daddy.’

Her body jerked from a slow to fast speed gradually, clamped between the two front seats. Daddy was sliding on the backseat while his dick got sucked into her small body involuntarily. It totally felt like she was made for him, or rather, by him.

Bernice (panting): ‘Daddy.. argh!!’

Going completely silent before she finished her sentence, she had gone cold from the intense orgasm. Another few strokes brought her back to life magically and the moaning continued. Daddy himself was quietly trying to hold it in, but without much success in his horny daughter’s presense.

Daddy: ‘I’m going to stop now. Don’t move.’

Once he slowed down to a complete halt, she wriggled her ass a little to push him off the limit. Sinking into his chair, he managed to get himself out before he really came into his own daughter.

Bernice: ‘What do I do now?’
Daddy: ‘Let’s finish it outside.’
Bernice: ‘How?’

He pulled her bra up and helped her put on her cardigan. Bare-bottomed, they exited the car after a quick check. Just outside their car, the door served as an emergency shield. They weren’t exactly in the open with another car next to them, but it was enough to frighten Bernice.

Daddy (whispering): ‘Come. Squat down.’

She moved to the rear wheels and held Daddy’s dick, while he leaned over her head. Feeling her lips wrap around his tip, her warm, wet mouth went back and forth, sucking him at a tightness he taught her to. After a minute of getting serviced, he moved his hips at her mouth till her head hit the car.

Having no space to move her head backwards, he started thrusting. In long, swift strokes, Bernice kept her teeth out of the way as her throat convulsed unpredictably, receiving all or some of Daddy’s meat. The excitement had triggered his finale earlier than usual, but it was all good.

Daddy (whispering): ‘I’m cumming! Ahh.. ‘

She opened her mouth and her hand formed an O over the base of his dick. A few thrusts later, the powerful streams of silk fired into her mouth, filling her mouth so fast she had to suck him like a straw to keep everything in.

Once he was done, she gave him a final few licks mostly at the tip and dashed into the car. Looking at Daddy, she swallowed and showed him her ‘disposal’.

Daddy (whispering): ‘That’s my good girl.’

They went back into the car and went back to their apartment, with Bernice in the cardigan-bra combo and skirt. With all the lights off, the glow from underneath his bedroom door was obvious. The both of them gave puzzled looks and tiptoed to the pillar next to the door, listening hard to what was happening inside.

Mummy (screaming): ‘Oh yes! You’re as big as Daddy! Keep going!’

Daddy positioned his hand on the doorknob and flung the door open, to the awkward scene of his younger son humping Mummmy in doggie style.

Mummy (shockingly): ‘Dear! I.. ‘

Bernice immediately reached for Daddy’s erection and stroked it, as though telling Mummy not to worry about it. Dad went straight to Mummy and hugged her, and behind her sobbing voice..

Mummy: ‘You two brother and sister cannot do it with each other k?’

The siblings replied ‘ok’ at the same time and Bernice pulled her cardigan off her shoulders.

Bernice: ‘Daddy.. can we join them?’

His arms opened to include their teenage daughter in their embrace and their son, hugged Mummy from behind with his hard on.

Mummy: ‘Let’s finish this.’

That night was the wildest night for the family of four, with moans and groans following orgasms and messy ejaculations. On the bed, with their lust satiated, Mummy had been in Daddy’s arms after their own intense workout.

Daddy: ‘So dear.. when did you and Alex got started?’
Mummy: ‘Umm.. ‘

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