Fucking slut! Terry could not control his own thoughts as he continued towards his destination, behind a girl around his height, with wavy hair up to her mid-back. It wasn’t her long legs nor fair complexion that turned Terry on, but the laced hoodie she wore did nothing to hide the seemingly braless figure of hers. Actually, this lady was wearing one of those silicon stick-on bra that compliments those outfits that require none of the bra to be revealed. Terry had heard of them, but never expected to see one in her attire. It was atrocious, but he wasn’t complaining for the free eye candy.

As they continued walking, he couldn’t keep his eyes off her thin skirt which swayed so hard in the wind, lifting just little enough to reveal that bit of skin. Those brief of his was about to break apart as his thoughts started the fantasy to ambush this sweet young thing in the dark tunnel leading to the private houses. Wait.. wasn’t there a house under a full renovation that did not lock its back door? And that door.. faced the walkway they were on.

That fantasy of his quickly turned into a plot and given his meticulous character, the finest details of the plan were put into the picture and it seemed like a foolproof plan – He walked close to her, and approaching the door, he would pull her hair and shove her into the unfinished kitchen, lifting her short skirt up and ripping whatever off and did his job. Would it work?

Within minutes, his biological clock struck action time and he scurried quietly behind her, giving her a shove and throwing her by her hair into the dark kitchen. Illuminated by the flickering street lights, his perfect eyesight helped him more than anything. The poor girl was blind without her glasses and those clothes she wore was too little to be considered ‘cover’. Pinned by the strong arms, Sarah could not even make a noise as he quickly kept her mouth quiet with a ball of cloth. Feeling her panties being pulled off, her kicking legs were next to be disabled by jabs to her inner thighs, resonating a lingering pain that almost knocked her out.

Terry couldn’t be more excited and happy to own this helpless lady, dressed to be raped. Pulling his old berms down, his cock sprang to life and he spat a load of saliva to lubricate his own dick. The muffled plea for help was ignored as he was more interested in getting his satisfaction fulfilled. No way he would take such a huge risk and then give in to pity. With a tug at her waist, her hips slid back into a doggie position and her knees had scraped along the rough concrete ground as he spread them wide apart. Pushing his middle finger into her pussy, her hymen tore and blood streamed like a pellet through skin.

Fucking virgin slut! Terry couldn’t believe his eyes. Being a virgin, she dressed as though she had sex with so many men. Was she naive or had the wrong upbringing? Nonetheless, he dived in for the kill and within three strokes, his full length of dick was slurping in and out of her love hole, opened to public for the first time. Unknowing to her, the new-found pleasure was turning her body on for more abuse and the juices made work a lot easier for Terry.

With an increasing pace, he was yet able to control and made the session last a good one hour, alternating between strong powerful thrusts into her painfully sore pussy and long moments of break inside of her while he enjoyed the warmth of a fresh conquest. His hands were savouring the softness of her flesh while his dick continued to scrub the insides of her contracting pussy, pistons like a locomotive wheels. The sensation of her hot virgin pussy embracing his invasive penis closely like skin to flesh. It felt really sexy like they two was a couple having sex for the first time.

Finally, the hour had gone by and he decided to release his mind and body of control, his hips continue pounding onto her, echoing loud slaps across the empty house and the faint moans of Sarah’s abused body. Her skirt and top was still on, only her panties and virginity were lost.

A few more powerful thrusts deep and hard into her, Terry was at his limit and the orgasms were strong, since he was trained in harnessing the power of his mind to maximise sensations. Sarah wasn’t too ‘bad’ either, the strokes of his dick diving in and out of her, filling her new tunnel with lots of energy and heat, gave her at least three unwilling orgasms that she would never forget. Plus, in mere minutes after, the intense load of warmth that was pumped into her womb kept her awake for the longest time in her life. Her mind ruined by the pleasure and sickness of enjoying a rape, yet her body kept her vaginal juices flowing non-stop since her cherry was popped. Pure creampie.

Having his balls emptied, his escape plan was simple, to get dressed and out of here. Poor Sarah once again was left blind in the dark, glasses crushed, and pussy damaged. With that mix of cum and fluid still leaking from her pussy, she fainted and went into deep sleep, only to be awakened in the hospital for injuries and multiple rape bruises, given to her by the foreign workers which came to work early to find a sex doll on their workplace.

Like all dreams, it started without head nor tail, but it did however woke something in Jacelyn up. It was a normal school day, ending at noon which made her shirt wet enough to make out the pink bra she wore to school. Schooling just three stops away from home on the MRT line, she was glad the air conditioned room of hers would be within grasp soon.

As the train left Bishan, a guy in his 20s just pulled her rubberband off and whispered, ‘You look nicer this way.’ If only you could see how her lightly perked hair bounced free, onto her shoulders, visually extending the length of her face by covering bits of the cheeks.

The guy did not stop there though, he pulled her close and started kissing her. Jacelyn had reacted a little late and was overpowered by his hug, with his tongue slipping between her lips. Why did I not close my mouth or keep my teeth together? Why did my body let him in? She was trying to push him away while his tongue was making her weaker by the moment.

Soon, his hands wandered up her skirt and reached her panties. Seems like her habit not to put on her shorts under her pinafore turned against her, not that it would make any difference though. The gradual rubbing of his fingers began and it was turning Jacelyn on, feeling wrong, she found herself powerless from the teasing. Like how sex happened, progress took place.

The guy pulled her panties down and went on to pry her thin pussy lips apart, circling her clit with his middle fingertip. That poor little girl needed no command to open her legs wider. Her knees gave way and slowly, she lowered herself to the ground with her legs apart. The wetness that was dribbling down her thighs don’t lie and can’t hide how horny she was. It was going to advance to a point for something long and thick to satisfy her.

Right in the middle of the cabin, the people around didn’t seem to be aware, or perhaps she was invisible. The only thing that kept her upright was the slippery silver pole. Just then, the male leaned on her back and whispered another sweet nothings.

Guy (whispered) : ‘Bend over baby.’

Arching her body forward, her palms met the texture-designed floor and he pushed her butt away from the ground, into a doggie position. Feeling his hips against hers, his rod was stroking up and down across her hungry slit, lubricated with the glistering juices of raging hormones.

Suddenly, something hard and warm was jammed into her. Without regards to her physical well-being, the meat slab quickly shoot in and out of her pure untouched vagina, using it like a Fleshlight or any fake pussy that he could control at his pace. Increasing in speed as he felt numb and slowing down to prolong his ejaculation.

That guy wasn’t keen in getting Jacelyn high or satisfying her, rather, just to cum and empty his balls. Nonetheless, she couldn’t stop right now when the adrenaline was pumping like mad in her, filling her body with that surge of energy that tightened her forbidden fruit. Unknowingly, she was enjoying the prescence of people that couldn’t see her and the mindless, primitive pounding of pure sex.

Guy: ‘You’re.. fucking tight! Arghh!’

With that, he jerked the non-stopping flow of warmness inside, and causing the nearly-crazed girl to stream an endless supply of sticky hot clear honey that poured out of her sex-addicted pussy. Somehow, Jacelyn couldn’t wipe her pussy clean of the wetness and a thought struck her right there – a dream?

Little Jacelyn woke up to find the cute panties she slept in to be completely soaked and her nipples hard and pointing at the ceiling. Still throbbing with life, the desire of losing her virginity to a deserving man got stronger.

Beauty is truth’s smile when she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror.

- Rabindranath Tagore

Note: This story is written in the point-of-view of a teddy bear on Janet’s bed.

Part 1

It wasn’t long before Janet invited her friend for a stay over, but I would call it a slumber party. Since the first time she ‘used’ me, I had been seasoned by her cuddles. Moving on, her friend’s name was Judy and she had quite the figure like my mistress too, but with short hair, those stylish type with a slant from the inside out. They entered the room and placed their bags down before changing into their swimsuits. How I wished I could join them. Watching them strip to their undies and then poking fun at each other, tickling at the same time while trying to put on their bikini top and bottom.

Judy: ‘Borrow your toilet!’

Only wearing the top, she went into the bathroom attached and Janet came over to give me a hug, sniffing my paw. I could tell she wished to use me right there and then. Perhaps I had some kind of good karma that Judy had to make another remark from the echoing room.

Judy: ‘Oh no. I need to shit. This is going to take a while.’

Janet: ‘Alright! Take your time!’

Quickly untying her bottoms, she knelt in front of her cupboard and fumbled in her drawer for presumably a condom. My nose was already wet at her pussy, forcing me to take in her bodily scent, which I must say, wasn’t bad at all. Finally, the wrapper sound came and she peeled open the pack and pulled it over my arm. Rubbing her clit with her fingers, she was almost ready for a.. pawing?

Janet: ‘Are you almost done?’

Judy: ‘Haven’t even started!’

Wasn’t that great? Once her juices started to gather around those flaps of pink raw flesh, she used the tip of my paw to tease herself up and down her slit for some time, spreading the natural lubrication throughout for a smooth entry. Pushing my supportless (cause I am made soft) paw in, I could feel my fingers prying her tight tunnel loose. It had been almost a week since she last fingered herself or I should say, pawed herself.

Pulling and pushing my body like a limp soft toy (pun!), the pressure from her slit entrance would have stopped any blood flow if I was truly living. The warmed and ease of the fisting was turning me on too, but sadly, there wasn’t any part of my body that could express that thought. As Judy groaned in the toilet, Janet got a scare and sat on me in the Japanese style, forcing my arm right deep inside her, making her moan as well. Oops! How could I forget the cute action of her covering her mouth.

Quickly resuming our little adventure, the jerking of me in and out of her was making me dizzy, but the imminent climax came and this time, it was so strong that my paw had trouble staying inside of her. How could she let me slip out right? Holding me tightly between her legs, I enjoyed the full view of her slender young body with that tiny neck-tied bikini. That choke was unforgettable too, holding me between her thighs for so long, wetting my fur at the same time. Finally, her body relaxed and she slipped on her bottom once again and lay on the mattress to rest.

Clamping me at her soft sore spot, my nose was teasing her clit once again. It was so discreet that I looked like a bolster, Judy could not understand what made her best friend so tired before the swim. Okay, my nose is itchy and I can’t scratch it. Cause the condom is still on.

:eek:

The newly opened 24 hour NTUC was a nice place to go when you can’t sleep at night. So Rose did the same, draped in her night slip, the translucency of her dress was too little to bother her. Stepping into her lacy black panties, she pasted the nipple cover after she adjusted the height of her undies. For a twenty year old, there was no reason for her boobs to be sagging, and she would love to flaunt the fit little body she owned.

A pair of wedges completed her grocery shopping outfit and she made her way after picking her matching purple purse. Rose had a loving boyfriend, always making sure she was taken care of, no matter sexually or physically. Though he was only twenty three, his clever mind ensured her constant lust to be flowing through her body. From how she was dressed, he was the one she asked for opinion, including this visit to the supermart.

Did she know he would following her that night?

Jawn (SMS): ‘Take a cab.’

Obeying his instruction like how a girlfriend should, the parting of her legs to enter the taxi showed more than what the driver deserved, giving him a growing hard on beneath those work pants. With just the nipple cover protecting her modesty above, the shapely round breasts revealed how naked she was below the thin night dress.

Rose: ‘Ang Mo Kio Jubilee.’

Within ten minutes, they arrived and the cab driver took one last look at her slightly parted knees down to her black laces, showing her flesh between the spaces. The faint yellow light had illuminated well for his eyes.

Cab driver: ‘Take care girl.’

Do you think that’s what he was thinking? Concerned for her? Or really wishing some guy luckier would just do what she was dressed to do? Making her way to the NTUC would pass by a S11 with many beer drinking uncles, which true enough, generated a lot of stares and even whistles.

Jawn (SMS): ‘Go to a corner, remove your panties there.’

Huh! Shy? Maybe. Then again what are those glistering moisture doing at her pussy lips? She made her way to the second level, and into a corner that wasn’t fully renovated. Peeking around for cameras and late night shoppers, she finally gathered her courage and made a quick pull at her panties, the black laces left her body and into her bag.

Suddenly, a pair of hands hugged her from behind and the bracelet felt all familiar, that only her boyfriend could be behind her.

Rose: ‘Oh my God! You’re here!’

Jawn: ‘Shhh.. Don’t let anyone hear us.’

Pushing their way into the loads of unopened cartons, he lifted her dress to her waist and dropped his pants. Spreading her ass with his strong hands, the wet slit was waiting for him. Without wasting another minute, he dived right into her and slurped in and out, merciless, and sexcitedly. There wasn’t much time to waste in case they get caught, but rushing did not help the fact that Jawn could last for quite some time himself.

Just like how speedily he penetrated her, the hole changed to her ass which only been done once, with lots of lubrication. But this time, there was no need for that. Her juices were overflowing down her thighs and it was more than enough. Plunging into her once again, Rose was doing all she could not to scream, both in pain and pleasure. Giving into her body, all the energy had been drained and it was all his to play and abuse.

Jawn wasn’t doing fine too, her tight anus was testing his limit, squeezing his manhood so tight he could cum any moment if he didn’t control. Not wanting to put it back into her pussy for hygiene reasons, it had to end there and then, in her ass.

Increasing his tempo, Rose’s pussy was excreting even more cum and almost driven crazy by the mix of pleasure and pain of both her holes. Another ten minutes later, Jawn paused and Rose focused her attention between her legs, feeling his love flow into her, from deep down in her intestines to her anus. It was true love he had for her, giving her all he had, who else could loved her more?

Rose: ‘I’m too wet to move, and it’ll leak.’

Jawn: ‘Don’t move. I’ll clean you up.’

Taking her panties, he wiped whatever that went down her legs and fluid that would stain her dress. After they done their grocery shopping, the cab ride home was eventful too, as Rose lost control while Jawn fingered her to orgasm, leaving the driver the voices of her moans and heavy breathing.

Where did they leave the black laced panties exactly?

When a man talks dirty to a woman, it’s sexual harassment.  When a woman talks dirty to a man, it’s $3.95 a minute.  

- Unknown

Baby: ‘What should I wear when I meet you later? Dress or skirt?’

Me: ‘Hmm.. wear the skirt then, since we might be going out for a nice dinner tonight. It has been too long since we had fun.’

Baby arrived at 8am sharp at my doorstep and I eagerly opened the door for her, knowing that my house would be empty for the day. Smiling widely in front of me was baby, wrapped in a black dress, with the sides of the hemlines splitting longer than the middle. I led her in with my hand in hers and we went into the study to put her stuff down as usual. The moment she started adjusting her hair on my computer seat, my hands couldn’t control themselves at all. It had been a tough week for me, being deployed last minute outfield for four days straight. The lust accumulated could just burst out from my body.

Reaching under her arms and over her boobs, I squeezed on them lightly and felt the new bra she wore. Her head leaned back slightly onto my shoulder and her hands just let go of her undone hair, placing her hands on mine, guiding me to massage them harder. The sight of baby’s cleavage did turn me on even more as her boobs were those fair and yummy type, soft yet firm with the two brown lovely nipples. Pulling her skirt higher, her fair legs revealed themselves and in matter of seconds, the red g-string I bought for her peeked out from under. What could be better than knowing your love was yours to own that very day?

I helped baby up and removed all her clothes as quickly as I could, right in front of the window which none of us gave a hoot about. Gently rubbing her pussy while she was standing, I bent lower and gave those tasty boobs a good sucking and baby simply loved those random nibble I gave on her nipples, making her legs weak and finally falling onto my body on the revolving chair. With an addict look on her face, she tugged at my loose bermudas and knelt in front of me before pulling the elastic waistband down to expose the pre-cum leaking dick of mine. Taking it like a boss into her mouth, she made good use of what I taught her the previous meet. Making her soft lips and warm tongue run up and down the shaft without the teeth hitting on it, and giving me the random bites to stimulate pleasure with a mix of pain.

As her head bobbed up and down quicker, I could feel the urge build up. If she kept going, I would have given her breakfast which she wouldn’t enjoy. Not all girls like to taste those baby-making potion yeah? Helping her onto her feet, I made her kneel on the chair and bend over like a cute little doggie, making her face the laptop screen while I pulled a sex video from x-art.com on screen. Rolling a condom on, baby was excited about receiving her belated birthday present. She was wet, but not dripping wet. We would always use lubricant as it will help us achieve the speed baby loved.

After coating the rubber with enough strawberry, I pushed it slowly into baby to reduce the pain she felt everytime. Once she gave the smile from the side, I began the rolling of the chair back and forth, driving my dick deep into her, giving whichever curious neighbour a good show. This was also the reason why I disliked her to wear skirt, it would make me damn horny and if we were to go out, I would go crazy watching the skirt go up and down every time she stood up or sat, imagining the perverts watching below the escalators and old uncles fucking my lovely baby in their minds.

Suddenly, baby’s pussy got super tight and the ache woke me up, to go even faster to relax her, getting into a little ‘war’ between who can last longer and making each other go crazy. Not intending to lose, her slit clamped onto my dick even harder and the slapping of our hips were getting louder each minute. With her head down on the backrest trying not to go berserk, I was already too high from her squeezing.

Me: ‘Baby.. I’m going to shoot!’

Baby: ‘Wait!’

I paused and calmed myself in 5 seconds before she lifted herself away from me, spinning a full round on her seat and removing the condom for me. Placing her lips over my little head once again, her blowjob resumed and my balls were screaming to let go, but should I cum into her mouth? Moving her head even faster, it was obvious where she wanted the sperms to go. Like a volcano exploding, the warm lava spilled into her mouth spewing loads after loads of nutrients. After the 5 or so squirts, baby sucked on the little head for leftovers and showed me how much love I gave her.

Me: ‘Go to the toilet baby.’

Closing her mouth and eyes, she swallowed all of it and opened once again to show me she did it, for the first time. The rest of the day was spent laughing and cuddling, making even more love than what we already had. Imagine our progress to the outdoors thanks to our addiction – to each other. ;)

Jacelyn slipped on her lacy blue dress after her quick shower and jumped on her bed. It had been a tiring day of fighting against her constant horny thoughts about her new boy and trying to focus in class. The wetness in her panties got so bad that she had to remove them and went around only in her shorts and skirt. Still, the thoughts about him inside her was lingering on her mind.

As she lay relaxed on the soft matteress, Jacelyn drifted slowly into sleep from her tiredness. Suddenly, a pair of warm hands held her ankles lightly, and glided up her legs. She was taken aback, but it wasn’t whose hands that bothered her, rather, how did he get into her house.

Jacelyn: ‘Jasper, how did you get in here?’

Jasper: ‘While everyone was out.. I found my way in. Shhh.. Go sleep.’

Her juices were already staining her dress, but he was far from doing anything to her. Continuing to proceed up her legs, he passed her pussy and went to her twin D cups, kneading them with care under the blankets. Using both his palms, the warmth and strength was just perfect and soon, Jacelyn was becoming more relaxed.

Then, his fingers pinched her two hardened nipples and gave them a squeeze, jolting Jacelyn awake. Like electricity passing through, she was wide awake, and a faster flow of liquid was exiting her. Raising her knees to hint some licking, Jasper’s head took notice and dived in for the drink. The vigourous tongue action was wetting a huge area of the bed, and those occasional suckling of her clit made her moans dangerously audible. Jacelyn’s mind was in a state of blank, yet driven wild by how skilful he was. She needed more, and didn’t care if her body could take it. Pushing his head onto her pussy, his tongue dug deep and twirled around her entrance. Making her wish it turned into a tentacle and fucked her hole there and then.

All the times they knew each other, never had they spoke about having sex. But anyone who had seen their conversations would have saw through that they would lose control once they met.. and they did. Pushing her legs up higher, Jasper was in a perfect angle for penetration.

Jasper: ‘Are you ready?’

Jacelyn nodded and he poured close to a handful of lubricant on his dick and smeared a little her ass hole. Right before it started drying up, he poked a little of his dick into her ass and she had received it well, pushing herself backwards to achieve more distance (inside herself). Within a minute, Jasper’s dick had fully pierced through and started humping her bouncy backside. The seal of her anus around the girth of his dick was so close that most of the lubrication was forced out, leaving only what was needed to keep the piston moving.

I shall not attempt to describe how tight it ws, but the fact that Jasper was holding up, was because she had done her training too, relaxing enough not to slice his dick off with her opening. The speed and depth he was travelling at, could already made him ejaculate a few times already, but it was a promise that Jacelyn would cum before him, so he perservered. The texture of his shaft brushing along her large intestinal wall was most stimulating. Her g-spot was fully in contact while her clit was given attention by her own fingers. To think that it was her first experience in sex -anal to be exact.

Her vagina could totally feel the scraping of his little head along the other chamber, as though teasing her g-spot through a cloth. It was simply too much for the two of them to handle. While he grabbed her butt even firmer, she was pushing backwards onto him with all her might, truly sinking himself deep into her.

There was no bad smell or anything, just lots of lubricant, sweat and juices dripping down his balls and her legs. As the heat inside between them got intense, her muscles contracted and even the out-motion wasn’t as easy anymore. The unbelievable suction and pressure was intolerable for even a minute more.

Jasper: ‘I’m going to shoot!’

Knowing that there was no chance of pregnancy if he did an anal pie, he pushed on with his last bits of energy and filled her with as much cum as she could take, till it overflowed. Who said anal would be a problem in the missionary position? Hehe. With her ass and pussy exhausted, Jacelyn went to sleep earlier and Jasper cleaned up most of the mess, save for the oriental blend inside her.

Like how he entered the house, the next morning came and he was nowhere to be found. His sperms were still in her, and she could smile so widely because of that too. School wasn’t so bad the next day, with Jacelyn spending most of her day in the toilet complaining of diarroeah but actually, she was fingering both her holes while imagining what happened that night.

Though I was just 12, I knew what cousin Terry was doing when he carried me onto his lap in his room. As I clicked away on the Facebook game he was playing, I could feel his dick poking onto my panties. Probably due to my early puberty, I was standing at 158cm, and only weigh 40kg for my small frame.

Since young, my mum would buy me mini dresses and skirts to wear, as it would be cooler in our weather. His dick that was poking me was more than aiming at my back but between my butt, against my thin soft panties. His hips would occasionally move left and right to ease the pressure, but otherwise meant no harm.

Teasingly, I shifted my butt back and forth, rubbing on his bulge against his pants.

Me: ‘Terry kor kor, what is poking me?’

Terry: ‘Huh? It’s nothing.’

Me: ‘Really? It felt warm and ticklish. Can I see what’s it?’

Terry: ‘No. It would not be right to show you my penis. And you’re still so young.’

Me: ‘Haha. Terry kor kor, I know what is porn. And I’ve watched it a few times before. Please? Let me have a peek?’

My hands reached out and pulled his loose pants downwards, with no resistance from him. His tight underwear could barely contain that piece of excited meat as it looked at me eye to eye. Grabbing it by the balls, I pulled him closer and started to stroke it up and down with my palm around it.

Me: ‘Terry kor kor, how do you feel?’

Terry: ‘Ahh.. good. Super good.’

Terry didn’t care if it was incest or not, it was his first experience of a handjob. His mind was in a blank as his innocent little cousin wasn’t so innocent after all, plus she was so daring to give him a handjob. As he stood still and enjoyed, his hands roamed down my neck and into my dress, caressing my two small boobs and nipples. The jolt of electricity wasn’t the first time I felt it, but it was different this time. It felt.. better.

Slowing my jerking motion to a stop, I locked my eyes on his before taste-testing his member with the tip of my tongue. Salty, but not revolting. From the kiss on his pee hole, my lips spread on its own as my mouth engulfed more of his length. Slowly, the taste and size of it got easier to handle and I was moving about two strokes a second. Fast enough to get him hard but not enough to make him cum.

Terry hands then went to push my hair backwards, revealing my sharp face still trying to swallow his dick. Gently, he nudged me closer to his pubic hair with every down motion and it was choking me a little. But desire the little gagging he could hear clearly, I was taking his penis to my throat and the contracting was super uncomfortable. All I could do was to use my hands as well to play with his balls to get him to cum soon so I can catch my breath. I didn’t even care if he cummed in my mouth.

As expected, the warm goo spew out like volcano lava down into my stomach and I had no choice except to hold on till he was done. And how do I know he was done? Terry fell onto the bed after every drop was out of his system.

Me: ‘Kor! You almost choked me to death!’

Not wanting to hear another word from him, I ran out of the room and went to the toilet. Well, to be frank, I myself was so turned on to a point that I was afraid I would rape him. I had to admit I liked the little violence though.

The date was coming to an end after a long night of work, followed by a romantic dinner. The few glasses of wine weren’t that strong, but it was enough for the two to reach a little ‘high’. Stacy was the date, at 22, she was 168cm tall, height perfect for the knee-length V-neck black dress she wore. Her fair skin, long brown hair complemented her Japanese look and the make up wasn’t too much to scare even ghosts away. Nick was having the time of his night as they strolled along the river by Esplanade. It didn’t a long time before the after-food tiredness kick in and the sweet couple sat in a dark corner by the waters, admiring the colourful sea view, with Esplanade, Merlion, Fullerton, MBS all in one picture.

Within minutes, Nick’s hand was running up and down her smooth legs, while Stacy’s hand was on his stomach, ready to head downwards if he proceeded. Among the last few times he stroked along her thighs, he glided his hand under her skirt onto her panties between her legs, massaging them in a circular motion. Stacy couldn’t do much about the moans that she made except to keep her head near his chest, muffling her cute sounds. Her hand weren’t just lazing around too, she had unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out, stroking as fast as his fingers were shooting in and out of her, making her wet beyond what her panties could absorb. Nick had better control though, and as a man, he couldn’t be groaning that freely right? His legs were uncrossed and short impulses were echoing through his thighs, making little shakes and shivers. The mind-blowing blowjob was even more intense, shutting his eyes with the overwhelming sensation of pleasure from the deep throat and mushroom head stimulation.

After twenty minutes or so of mutual masturbation, the duo knew they would lose control if they do not find a place to finish the deed. Quickly tidying up, they made their way to the Caltex Tower which was opposite OUB Centre. Where would be a better place than a toilet to do it? So they went up to the second level, gents’ handicapped toilet. Immediately, their arms wrapped tightly around each other and mad kissing began without a word exchanged. Lifting her dress over her head, her matching black lingerie contrasted against her skin under the warm florescent lighting. While he was stripping her, she was unbuttoning his trousers and shirt as well. Why can’t guys have one-piece clothes designed for easy removal?

Once they were dressed little enough just for sex, Stacy immediately turned towards the mirror and adjusted her hair, perking her ass out for him to park that meat stick. With no rubber available, Nick pushed his way into her wet slit that was tight like a virgin, but knew he wasn’t her firsts. The wetness was making him as high as he could get, slipping in so easily in and out, the fucking was getting out of his hand, and what his mind could handle. The worst thing was the speed he was pumping Stacy at, it was getting faster and faster as her pussy got used to his size, and the juices that kept coming was making the butt slaps louder and quicker. There was enough space in the toilet to do missionary, and they just had to give it a shot on the comfy toilet bowl and again, her legs wrapped around his hips tightly while frenching and clawing him while concentrating to squeeze the life out of him with her wet pink slit.

Finally, after what seemed a long time, Nick was ready to cum. The pressure inside him was beyond what a Lamborghini could produce. The mystical depth that Stacy could take was generating a sucking feel, with queer dots inside that pushed every inches of his dick, at every point with every stroke in and out. Ramming it hard for the last time into her, the sticky jell-o filled her womb up like how a petrol pump would do to your car, just that Nick was totally stunned to move, for the sensitivity would make him lose control and consciousness at any time. What about Stacy? She was in a similar state as him, legs behind his butt, pressing tightly against herself, with him still pumping seeds into her.

With the both of them almost too exhausted to move, their movements got slow and weary. Dripping cum onto the floor, Stacy adjusted her panties back and used it to ‘block’ the overflowing pussy instead of letting them drip everywhere. While the two of them got dressed, their fingers interlocked tighter as they exited the toilet proudly sexified.