Cindy: ‘Vincent kor kor, are you going to swim?’
Vincent: ‘I just went in the morning lor. I’m going to sleep. You guys go ahead.’
His friend’s daughter said nothing else and the door shut on him, leaving him to face plant the soft pillow for his nap. The past two days have been tiring as he spent his time at the chalet jogging, or swim if the weather got too hot. The alumni gathering was more for the adults to unwind, and the kids to make friends with the gang their dads’ hung out with.
Just as Vincent lost consciousness about his surrounding, a pair of boobs pressed onto his back under the sheets, forcing him to turn around in shock. Cindy, the oldest among the youngsters at fifteen years old, was flipped onto her back in the white bikini she wore.
Vincent: ‘What are you doing? Didn’t you join them?’
Cindy: ‘But I want to stay with you. I don’t like how the other uncles look at me.’
Vincent: ‘Don’t worry la. They won’t do anything to you. Just humsup a bit only.’
Cindy: ‘Don’t want. I told my dad I’m not feeling well. You will take care of me right?’
Her hand massaging her neck suddenly pulled apart the knot to her top, and it fell onto her waist so tiny that Vincent believed his fingers could touch around her. Not waiting for him to react, she stuck her hand into his shorts and grabbed the meatstick, almost five inches unerected. Vincent actually pulled her hand away and shoved her back down to the bed, only to see her stripping her bottoms away.
Moving to the corner of the bed, he could not bring himself to even watch what she did, until moans came along calling his name.
Cindy (moaning): ‘Kor kor.. please?’
An unwilling look appeared on his face as he fought the temptation, knowing that he was safe in the room only he had the access card to. Cindy sat closer to him and held his hand in the most gentle fashion, bringing him to where her legs were parted.
Instinctively, he started moving around on her clit, making her moan even louder as her abs squeezed itself. Soon, he found himself lying next to her, masturbating for her while she wrapped her small hand around his member. His eyes were on his groin, admiring how her thin fingers failed to reach around his girth. It made him felt big.
As the side-by-side massage got intense, he poked his middle finger into Cindy and she grabbed his forearm tight, releasing at the same pace as his increasing thrusts. By then, she was wetting the sheets and he was as hard as steel, standing tall at 8 inches without any guilt holding him back.
Cindy (whispering): ‘Do you wanna fuck me?’
Vincent: ‘It won’t fit you. Don’t be silly. It’s gonna hurt a lot.’
Cindy: ‘How would you know?’
She stopped playing with his dick and adjusted the pillows to make herself more comfortable. Spreading her legs to do a horizontal split, Vincent recalled how proud his buddy was with his gymnastic daughter. Perhaps, just perhaps, it wouldn’t hurt her that much.
He went on his knees under her teenage hips and parked his mushroom head at her pussy, hands pushed against the bed by her ribs. Very slowly, he dipped his cock in and she breathed slowly, receiving inches of his dick in rhythmic thrusts.
Over a minute passed and it was then he could not see any of his shaft, fully buried in a girl over a decade younger than him. He could feel her pelvic bones, wrapped in a thin layer of flesh where her vagina wrapped him up in. As for Cindy, her eyes were barely normal whenever there was movements inside, and sentences were never completed in a single breath.
Cindy (panting): ‘Try.. fucking.. me.. ‘
Vincent grabbed both her ankles and brought them behind his back, giving her a break from the agonising split to accommodate his size. After all, he was already in right? The gradual tension built up in his loin but it never backed down from the tight-fitting pussy.
As he began thrusting, each strokes forced her pelvic muscles to widen and close, pushing her straight into orgasm with that perfect seal on his textured dick. Her groans never stopped coming once he started, ramming his full length into the petite school girl. Her pussy was stretched to its limits but it held up well, bombarding her with climaxes her breaking mind could not get enough of.
It didn’t take them more than ten minutes to have over five orgasms, and Cindy was near-unconscious when Vincent felt his urge coming. Not needed to say anything, he went all out after her fifth climax and abruptly pull out before shot. Cindy suddenly went into a fit when her body could not stop shaking, and all Vincent could do was to let her body did what was needed – to ride it all out.
She spent almost two minutes thrashing violently around, suddenly lying motionless but alive by moving her hands.
Cindy (weakly): ‘Shoot in my mouth. I want to taste kor kor for a bit.’
The worried guy felt better when he heard her, and went to her mouth to jerk himself off. A couple minutes of assisted handjob later, he placed his tip at her lips and she opened wide, to receive his huge load that was nothing less than a mouthful. She swallowed all of it and let him wear her bikini back, before he tucked her in into his queen sized bed.
Taking the pull-out mattress next to her, he went back to sleep and it wasn’t until dinner time did his friends woke him up with excited knocks.
Friend (shouting): ‘Dinner time! Vincent! Wake up leh! Wake Cindy up too!’
He woke up feeling refreshed like never before and walked Cindy out, where she cooked for all the people there and appeared to enjoy the staring eyes on her bikini-clad top.
Friend: ‘Ready to go? Cindy said you can help her in English ah? Her England damn bad man.’
Vincent: ‘Huh? My Engrish as good as you leh.’
Friend: ‘Don’t act la. You always score high in Ms. Lim’s classes. Can help me teach her?’
On the ride home in his friend’s car, Cindy’s hand never left Vincent’s arm as she made suggestive motions behind her dad, somewhat happy that he had agreed to tutor her in English. Would any tuition really happen? Or would it be him pounding that small girl senseless whenever there was no one home?