Merry Sextmas 2014.

Lady: ‘So you’re the new IT guy? Merry Christmas!’

Me: ‘Yeah.’

I took the cake from the well-acquainted lady who was around my age, or even younger, from the figure she had maintained. The only staff in the office were those whom had no plans for Christmas, and held a little celebration in the absence of our boss.

The cake was finished quickly and the small group of five or six gathered around the pantry area, giggling among the tearing sounds from their present exchange. Still relatively new to this company, I took the opportunity of the non-working period and familiarised myself with the network security strategy they used.

After the part mood died down, the same lady whom had served me the cake, came over to my cubicle. Well, I only learnt of her name then – Evelyn. Looking a little flushed from the champagne, she took an empty seat next to me and glanced at my screen, filled with applications I brought to the company to run some vulnerability tests.

Evelyn: ‘You also have no plans tonight?’

Me: ‘No. I’m more worried about losing my job even before I get started.’

Evelyn: ‘Don’t worry la. The I.T. guys here slack all the time.’

Me: ‘That’s why I hired right? I want to see what they have missed so we can continue slacking.’

Evelyn: ‘Haha. Not bad uh. We hired someone so hardworking. I’m from the HR department if you don’t know.’

Me: ‘Now I know.’

As most of the colleagues left, they turned off most of the lights, leaving Eve and I alone in our cubicle. Her head landed on my shoulder not long after, eyes barely open in the dimmed lights from the monitor.

Me (whispering): ‘Eve.. let’s go home.’

Eve: ‘My place or yours? Don’t want! I want to stay here.’

Here‘ isn’t a bad place too. The air-conditioning was up, and the huge glass windows made things even more romantic. Seeing how her head kept sliding off me, I couldn’t let her be and helped her to the window, where I sat next to her looking at the night sky of our metropolis.

Eve (whispering): ‘Nice right?’

The thin material of her white-purple dress could not hide the padless bra pressed against my arm, but her well-covered thighs helped drove out any unwanted thoughts.

Eve (whispering): ‘I have spent the last four Christmas eve alone. And I don’t want that anymore.’

She placed my hand on her back and I pulled her closer, till she lost balance and supported herself by pushing on my dick. I was a little hard then and did not hurt much. Beyond all these, there was her breathing sounds, that grew louder the closer we got.

Half anticipating and shy, I remained still whereas she made the first move, of unzipping my work pants. The new belt clicked opened easily and I crossed my arm over my lap to her legs, bringing my fingers up those flawless skin. Our eyes had locked onto each other, reading the signs our minds were broadcasting without shame.

Very gently in the moonlight, our lips touched and tongues met. Things moved slowly with just our tongues together, but my hands that soon went to massage her boobs changed the pace of our little office fun.

The cute hand of hers dug my cock out and stroked it delicately, while I shifted my attention to her panties that had soaked her juices up. Before we knew it, her undies were removed and my pants fell noisily onto the floor.

We picked an unused table facing the windows, quickly bending her back over the desk with her legs opened.

The emergency condom I had in my wallet was quickly put into place and in I went, prying her pussy apart with much strength. It wasn’t that I was feeling weak, but the pressure was high as I felt her lips below forcing me out. After some effort, I was hammering away on that shaky table, sending moans through the spacious office floor with much enthusiasim.

Right then, the knowledgeable lady turned into a little girl with her hips in my hands. She was mindlessly jerking her booty back as I thrusted, going balls deep on my shaft.

After a few minutes of doggie, she turned around to sit on the desk and I was back in her in seconds. We continued making out in this missionary pose, her legs tightly wrapped around me. We went on like this (between the two positions) for almost thirty minutes before she requested to be placed on the floor – and to be fucked till the fireworks went off.

In no time, we were pressed against the windows with my cock fucking her minds out, slamming against each other. My hands were busy tuning her nipples under the unhooked bras while she focused on making me scream with her playful squeezes.

We lasted as long as we could. Evelyn getting pounded to orgasms she had lost count of, and me being pushed to the limit of ejaculation.

Evelyn (panting): ‘Cumming soon?’

Me (breathless): ‘Yeah why?’

Evelyn (moaning): ‘Cause I am?’

She leaned back to place her hands on my ass and let me jerk smaller strokes, causing her to moan as crazily as the deeper, slower ones. Within a minute, I was hugging her tightly while my hips buckled.

Me (groaning): ‘Cumming! Cumming!’

Poorly phrased, but same meaning. Just like how tsunami warning works, the alarm went before I was really firing. She took the bet and lifted herself away, flipped onto her back and took over the sex with a handjob.

Kneeled between her spread eagle, the both of us looked at the huge crowd and moaned. By slipping my fingers onto her pussy, we were getting each other off.

At the same time the first trail of fire launched into the air, my cock finally exploded over her chest she exposed and she let off a groan along with her orgasm. Panting, I remained on top of her as we recovered our positions, hurriedly getting dressed to watch the rest of the fireworks.

Evelyn: ‘Thank you for that.’

Me: ‘I should thank you. It’s a wonderful Christmas.’

Lying on my shoulder, we were in each other arms till the noise went down.

Evelyn (whispering): ‘So now.. we have each other to play with in the office?’

I gave her a naughty pinch on her nipples and shut down my terminal. As for the rest of the night, the sight of her car made me change my plan for a lonely night. We settled for a budget hotel nearby to catch our sleep and as well as.. yeah. You know it.

Staplerman apologises if this post isn’t up to standard (judging by how hard or wet). This is somewhat like a nicely wrapped, badly chosen present. Anyway, Merry Christmas you guys! Staplerman could well be out of the F&B scene soon and back to the I.T. side. All the best for all!

Early Morning.

It was only seven when Rick woke up in the chalet he booked to organise a small gathering with his friends. Although it was still early, there was no one around except for Faith, who was soundly asleep on the bed. Seeing that the comfortable bed was freed, he hopped on it to continue his sleep, away from the mattress that who-knows-how-many has slept on. Just before he could fall back into sleep, Faith rolled over and leaned her face on his arm, hand landing on his chest as though they were a couple. Her faded long t-shirt had raised to her waist, exposing her white FBTs underneath.

Well, Rick’s hard on had began flushing his mind with impure thoughts of taking advantage of this situation, although he knew how risky it was. Her boyfriend was his friend as well, but was out with the rest, probably for breakfast or a morning beach walk. Placing his hand on her thigh, he was getting excited with the fair, shaved legs that flowed up the tight piece of shorts. Gliding upwards, his fingers led the way and he was pleasantly surprised with a lack of the standard netting, or any signs of panties along her hips.

Since he had gone this far, might as well right? Very slowly, he moved his hand to the centre of the shorts, fingers still trying to make out if she was really panty-less. The transition to her pussy met no resistance, not even a g-string. He daringly ran his fingers along her slit, and it woke her up in a jolt.

Faith: ‘Rick! What the fuck!’

His mouth immediately went to hers and kissed hard. He pushed his tongue against her lips while his fingers continued to rub on her pussy. Splitting her pussy with his fingers, the middle finger was vibrating quickly on her clit. In no time, she was giving in to the furious attack of his fingers, lips parting with her hormones raging.

He did not allow her to speak a word, but focused on turning her on until moans began to escape from her sweet smelling face, glowing from the sunlight shooting through the unkempt curtains. Faith had kept her eyes closed from this unwanted foreplay, but there was nothing she could do to herself. Lust was felt in her tongue, brushing at his while her legs parted to welcome him. With the expanded space, he reached deeper down her cunt and pushed a finger into her.

Faith opened her eyes in shock and whispered to stop him. There was no stopping of what he did until he was satisfied, but he listened, and slowed down so she could open herself up to him. Her shirt was lifted up to her chest, and the braless state quickly attracted his lips like bees to flowers. The pink tips erected at the vicious flicks of his tongue, sending her into a shiver while using her hands to push his fingers deeper.

Faith: ‘I want you inside me.’

That sentence needed no reply. Rick undid his pants to his knees and climbed on top of her. The shorts was easily pushed to the side, giving his dick a direct passage to her love hole. With that pussy well lubricated and relaxed. A strong shove sent his meat deep into her and she exclaimed with a muffled scream. He started to ram her hard and sank his stick balls-deep. The slapping sounds was unmistakable. Their bodies were stuck together, hips pounding on the stationary girl with her legs raised in the air.

Suddenly, her phone rang and she sobered up from the frenzy sex they were having.

Faith: ‘Shhh.. my boyfriend.’

Rick picked himself up and parked himself inside her, in a sitting position perpendicular.

Faith (on phone): ‘Hello?.. Just awake.. Rick is downstairs.. Nope. Not hungry.. *silence*’

A do or die thought flashed through Rick’s mind and he began moving in and out of her. Her eyes rolled up in a tremble while she tried to slow her breathing down. The replies she gave was greatly suspicious, but his hands on her ankles had prevented her from kicking him away.

Faith (on phone): ‘Okay.. see you later.’

She made sure to cut the line before letting her pent up moans echo in the cold room. After the phone call, Rick could tell she was much wilder than before. Her pussy tightened and her body got more sensitive.

Rick: ‘Like it?’

Faith: ‘It’s so scary! But I like it. Let’s change position.’

She turned around on her fours after he pulled out, and kept her knees opened for him to enter. He got into position and thrusted his dick in without warning. Her chest jerked backwards onto his body and he made small but quick thrusts into her. The speed was driving her insane, and after a few seconds, her arms were on the bed again, desperately trying to maintain her good impression.

Faith: ‘I can’t take it anymore. Fuck me harder.’

Hearing that, he gladly complied. He shifted his hands from her waist to her shoulders, pulling her backwards to his dick. It was something she had never felt before. He was dipping his way to the deepest spot, never reached before by her boyfriend.

The two bodies pounded like bunnies for at least ten minutes before Faith began to contract her pussy. It was heavenly but devastating to his mind. This lovely girl had been promoted from a good friend, to a lady he could never look at the same way again. She pushed her butt backwards and made him sit on the bed, while her hips shifted to an ankle-sitting position.

Now, he was the one to lay relaxed on the bed while her butt slammed down on his groin. In front of him was his dick, appearing and disappearing like magic.

Rick: ‘Faith.. I am cumming soon.’

Faith: ‘Just shoot. I’m on the pill.’

He raised his hips in synchronisation to her up-down motion, sending his dick deeper into her. Her moans were also increasing in pitch, and body was getting wetter from perspiration. Finally, his cum made their way out and shot into her vagina. All the while he was cumming, she repeatedly moaned I can feel you inside me, oh yes! more more!. She had never appeared his slutty in his eyes, and he loved how crazy she could get. Just as the last squirt squeezed his dick dry, a tad of jealousy brought him back to reality.

She fell forward and crawled away, letting his dick resume it’s upright state and laid in a mess on the bed. He took his time to wear his shorts back, and watched as she adjusted her FBTs.

Rick: ‘Who is better?’

Faith: ‘You. I can still feel your warmth inside me.’

Rick: ‘Why isn’t Sam satisfying you?’

Faith: ‘He is. Just not as long and lasting as you. He can’t go fast too.’

Rick was happy to hear that, but there was little hope of getting her often in future too. He made his way down to the kitchen just as the group came back. Faith too, was at the stairs getting down to the first floor. While the rest unpacked some tidbits, Rick and Faith were alone in the kitchen washing the previous’ day BBQ mess.

Faith (whispering): ‘Now I know who I can find when I need to relieve myself. Sam always said love is not about sex. And I get what he meant. You won’t mind right?’

Rick (whispering loudly): ‘Of course not! He can love you, I can pleasure you.’

He gave a smack on her butt with the rest right outside at the dining table, keeping her a little temptation of their new found connection.

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Would you take over the job for Misty?

Deep Enough.

This is an incest story between a brother and his sister. Please do not proceed if such storyline offends you.

Late into the night, Roy was woken by weird noises coming from her sister’s room. Ling had brought her boyfriend home for the night and by ten, the tormenting creaking of her bed had stopped and he could finally have an early night before a long day of work the following morning. A faint yellow light glowed under the door, with shadows constantly moving around. Although the noise was fairly quiet, he had decided to check on her to see if she was doing anything unwilling.

The new door knobs worked silently and he pushed the door ajar, unobstructed from any wardrobe. Every room had been renovated two weeks ago for a possible resale, and the two siblings had no idea how long they could still stay there.

From the crack, he saw her sister sitting on the bed, with the rolling laptop desk in front of her. And on it, was a thin dildo about six inches long, stuck firmly on the metal while she went down on it, with her boyfriend beside pushing her head.

Boyfriend (whispering): ‘You can do it. Go deeper.’

Roy’s heart was in pain as he watched how she choked on the rubber stick, while her boyfriend sat next to her, hand between her crossed legs. His other hand was on his dick stroking, in a sick attempt to ‘groom’ Ling for deep throat. After a few tries to get her lips to touch the fake testicles, she gave up and sobbed. All her boyfriend could do was to hug her and she did not seem comforted at all.

All Roy could do was hope she would break up with this jerk, so he could protect her. It was the least he could do before they separated from the custody struggle between their parents. Unknowingly, he lost his balance and leaned on the door, pushing it a distance where her boyfriend spotted him.

Boyfriend: ‘Did we wake you up?’

Roy: ‘I think you should leave her alone for now. She’s not feeling well.’

Boyfriend: ‘We have stopped. Why don’t you comfort her?’

He went to Ling and hugged her standing. The couple could totally make out the hard on under his boxers, poking against her shoulders while he held her head on his stomach.

Boyfriend (whispering slyly): ‘Are you turned on by what you saw?’

Roy: ‘And what did I see?’

Boyfriend: ‘Her blowjob skills?’

Roy did not say a word but sat on the bed. It wasn’t too long before her boyfriend tugged against his shoulders to fall back on the bolster near the wall.

Boyfriend: ‘Why don’t you practice on your brother?’

Her boyfriend proceeded to pin him down by pressing his forearm against his Adam’s apple, rendering him helpless, Roy was at risk of being suffocated if he struggled too. Ling, who remained silent all the while, then reached for his waistband and lowered his boxers to his thighs. Her brother’s dick was far more comforting than her boyfriend who had been pressuring her for sex all these while. Ling took a look at the dildo and then the dick before her. It was similar in length, but slightly wider. The table was moved away and she obediently went down on him, sucking it while letting the meat sink reach down her throat.

Doing a deep throat was more than just the length her body could accommodate through the mouth, it was also greatly affected by the person whom the lady was doing it on. Ling’s brother was much more ideal than her sick-in-the-mind boyfriend. Once she started on him, there was none of that choking or gagging noises, but graceful slurping sounds. Roy was helplessly weak due to the blowjob, having her boyfriend’s arm removed long ago.

Her head bounced up and down in his groin while the lamp broadcasted their motion pictures against the wall in shadows. Somehow during this incestuous action, her boyfriend was gleaming from ear to ear. There was a certain fear in the ambience, one that she could not take it down. All of a sudden, she stopped and got off the bed. The two guys were taken aback, from her courage that never occurred to them that she would have.

Ling: ‘Get out now.’

Boyfriend: ‘Why? We were just getting started. You have to chase your own out?’

Ling (shouting): ‘No! You! Get out of my house now!’

It was her boyfriend who was being targeted. In a fury, he jumped out of the bed and gave a slap across her face. Roy was no pushover as well, getting out and shoving him out of the room, all the way to the main door. He then snatched his bag from his sister’s hand and threw it out of the door, ready to give him a kick if he did not leave. Two against one in ‘away’ venue was never to his advantage. A slam of the door was all that sent him away, possibly never to bother them again.

After he left, Ling broke down in the living room and Roy picked her up, carrying her to her bed before picking up her blanket to tuck her in.

Ling (sobbing): ‘Kor.. I’m sorry. He’s an asshole and I should have listened to you.’

Roy: ‘It’s okay Ling. Just catch some sleep. Tomorrow will be better.’

She couldn’t let him leave just like that. She grabbed him by his arm and did a little throw towards her bed. A swift dodge manoeuvre let him lay down before she jumped on top of him, holding him down with her weight.

Roy: ‘Ling! What are you.. ‘

She slid her butt down his legs and immediately placed her mouth over his dick. Going down all the way, his dick reached a new depth and was granted a deep throat. She went on tirelessly for at least three minutes, sending Roy in and out of trance like sensation. No matter how good it felt, it was wrong to let his sister do this to herself. He finally gathered his energy and pushed her away, leaving her in a scurry to climb back on top of him.

Roy: ‘I should go now. You need some time alone.’

Ling: ‘Kor, please don’t leave me now. I need you here with me.’

Roy: ‘No. This is getting out of hand.’

Ling: ‘Wait.. let me tell you what happened. After he started having sex with me, he had forced me to be on the pill. I had no choice but to listen. If not I will get pregnant. Since then, he went all out to abuse me sexually, and only you can help me now. I want to feel what it is like to ‘make love’.’

In his mind, he was trying hard to resist the temptation of his sister, who was sitting on him in just a tank top, bottomless with her smooth pussy grinding his abs. His body on the other hand, was dying to ‘help’ his sister out.

Seeing that her brother had gone all quiet, she began moving towards his chest, almost sitting on his abs. She then raised her hips and slid lower down his body, placing his tip right at her pussy. To think he would be the one giving in, it was his sister who asked for a favour. And Roy closed his eyes.

The small fleshy opening stretched over his dick as she sat down on it, making the whole descend last while she carefully gave herself to him. Bit by bit, his dick entered her sister and the warmth just took away all of the guilt. Anyway, it was too late. Or was it not?

Just as she began to grind her hips, he held her waist down and stopped her movements. He needed that moment to think, and responded with strength. He sat up and pulled her on his chest. They fell onto the bed and he did a flip, turning around to place her on the pillow while he took the missionary stance.

Roy: ‘Mei, this is just for you.’

That sentence made her pussy contract with gratitude, and he wasted no time in ramming her hard. His rod moved like a piston of a V8 engine, spreading her vagina open and close in high frequency. Ling’s mind was blown away from his vigour and knew he would not stop until his balls were relieved. Her legs were spread to their limits and his hips was banging hard on her bones. It was so deep that her body knew it felt better than her now – ex-boyfriend. It was filled with so much love and concern, dedicated to satisfying her while he enjoyed the ride.

She had been focusing on keeping her body relaxed, so he could last as long as forever. The night slipped away with the two bunnies sucking the lives out of each other, and Roy was more than ready to last. Her vibrating phone was left ignored while they ravaged their newfound relationship. It was pure lust, and a special love between siblings.

Soon, the grandfather clock rang thrice, and Roy’s balls rang once. The one ring was all he needed to know the end was coming, and he went all out, maintain velocity and thrusts towards his objective.

Roy: ‘Mei.. I’m about to finish.’

Ling (whispering): ‘Inside me. Just do it.’

Roy: ‘No.’

He gave her a last thrust and fell away from her. That was not how she expected it would end, but the consideration he had for her was more than enough to assure her of this close contact. It was more than lust and owning her. She picked herself up and crawled towards the panting body. She kept a lips in a pouted shape and kissed the tip. His girth then expanded her lips and she went all the way for him. The deep throat he experienced this time was as good as her pussy. Tight, wet and accommodating.

He held her head in position and moved his hips upwards, driving the metal-hard tool into her mouth. It took him some time, but she was totally devoted to making her brother happy. Roy suddenly tried to lift her mouth away and she fought to keep her lips around his little head, sucking so hard that his load shot strongly into her mouth. His hands gave way and she resumed the mouth fuck, milking him of every drop, leaving him no regrets to this short sexcapade.

He was done after a minute, and she finally gave him his well-deserved break. Sitting opposite him, she stuck her tongue out to show him the load that coated her tongue, with sticky strains between her teeth.

She saw the smile on his face and dived into his arms, where he hugged her for a long time without relaxing a bit of his arms.

Ling: ‘Kor. I love you.’

Roy: ‘I love you too mei.’

The Ultimate Addiction (TUA)-Inspired Fanfic.

Nancy stepped into the bedroom and I immediately attacked her from behind, pulled off her white blazer and bit forcefully into her left shoulder causing her to squeal in pain. She reached underneath my chin and pushed upwards causing me to release my grip.

“That really hurts, do you know?” she whimpered.

“Then do you know how I felt when I found out that you kissed another girl?”

“I what?”

“Yup, you kissed that dirty whore Kate Tsui, didn’t you?”

“Listen, it was a-”

I interrupted her by kissing her hard on her luscious pink lips and she gritted her teeth preventing my tongue from entering her mouth. I pushed her forcefully against the wall, pinned myself against her and assaulted her lips once again as I pulled down the zip at the back of her white dress. I pushed the two sides of the dress apart and it slid right off her revealing the black bra and lace panties underneath.

I reached behind myself to grab the vibrator I had left on the bedside table, positioned it against her cloth-covered asshole and flicked the switch to “on” then pushed aside the back of her panties and penetrated her rear opening immediately causing her to scream. I then unhooked the back of her bra and began to suck forcefully on her nipples, sinking my teeth into them, while I fucked her ass with the toy.

“Would you please stop that, it hurts!” Nancy begged. I released my mouth from her hardened nipple.

“Promise me you’ll never lay a finger on Kate Tsui again?”

“Ahh… yes!”

I pulled the vibrator out of her ass, carried her to the bed, placed her down gently and pulled down her panties then touched her very swollen red clit causing her to give another loud scream of pleasure and she came, wetting herself and the bed. I returned my lips to hers, kissing her gently this time, removed my own panties and began to grind my private parts against hers and we fucked the whole night till we fell asleep in each others’ arms.

PS: Haven’t been fantasising about Tavia lately but I have been fantasising about a lot of other people so I’ll probably be writing more stories ;)

Published with permission, courtesy of Vivien.

Waxed.

*Ding dong*

Jayson: ‘Hi, welcome. Come on in.’

Jayson was a well known person in the cosmetic world for his painless waxing services. Working from home, there was little hassle of managing a shop and he could work alone at his own pace. Although most of his clients were males, occasionally, females would patronise him and let him weed out those pesky pubic hairs that most men disliked.

It was Princess’ first visit for such a service and she was more shy than worried about the pain. After all, it wasn’t common for girls her age to go for such thorough waxing, being in the age where her body matured.

Jayson: ‘You are waxing your underarms and groin right? The door on the left is where you can change out, and then take a sit on the bed.’

It was a single bed lying in the centre of the room, cosy with pillows and sheets. The slight fragrance and decals-covered walls made the whole place seemed comfortable, greatly reducing the awkwardness and putting Princess in a calm state.

She entered the room and used the bathroom to get a quick shower, before wrapping a long towel around her body, just enough to cover her boobs. She laid on the bed once she dried herself and used the blanket to shield her legs, until the last moments she needed to ‘spread’.

Jayson: ‘Feeling comfortable? Let me just give you a little introduction. Most of my clients are males, and they can take pain quite well. The results are straightforward, the most sensitive parts are the soft flesh around your vagina, and no matter how ready you are, it will be slightly painful. However, for girls, they recommended me a method that will help relieve the pain during the process. One of my female clients actually gave me this.’

He took a vibrator from an unrolled towel and handed it to Princess, and the rest of the introduction was understood in her mind. He sat on a stool at the width of the bed, and raised her knees up. Taking the vibrator from her hand, he turned it on and placed it on her clit, thereafter placing her hand on the toy, buzzing away to get her more relaxed.

Like what the vibrator was designed for, her pussy got wet in no time, while Jayson began warming the glass measuring cup, half filled with an orange substance. He spent the next ten minutes clearing her bush, and another five minutes on her underarms. Almost painless, Princess’ mind was so distracted with getting herself off that her own fingers went to work on the hairless pussy while he was waxing her armpits.

After he was done with her, he cleared the messy hardened wax away and sat on the bed, next to the girl who was still masturbating outside her vagina. She had got herself so wet that her juices were good enough to moisturise the raw pores that were pinkish from the treatment. Jayson saw how relaxed she was and the sight of her enjoying herself quickly sent blood to his rod, setting up a tent under those thin materials of his shorts.

He poured a dab of massage oil on his hands and went on to knead those stiff muscles on her legs, starting from her calves. Working his way up, his fingers were merely inches away from her pussy, and it was only a matter of time before she stopped touching herself. True enough, her hands ended the foreplay and he took the chance to resume massage, except he was fondling the wet folds of her labia this time. Sliding his fingertips up and down her slit, she felt her own pussy gap for his attention that was around her groin instead of her pussy.

Jayson wasn’t that silly, he spent another minute on the exterior, before giving her what she wanted. His oiled finger slipped into her pussy and went all the way in, arching her back in an overwhelming pleasure. Her lips parted and moans were heard almost immediately. Putting his finger into a subtle curve, he effortlessly stroked against the underside of her pussy, where squishy sounds were heard. Soon, two of his fingers were at work, and the towel around her chest, had came loose from her fidgeting.

He changed his position to kneel beside her arms, sitting back on his ankles while he continued fingering her. It was only instinctive for Princess to reach for his pants and undo them, like how she did for her ex-boyfriend a few months ago. In no time, his dick was in her palm and going through a handjob, slightly damp from her juices that caught onto her fingers earlier. He poured some of those massage oil for her and she was relieved by the ease of the pumping.

In the smoothest transition she ever experienced, he moved between her legs and she did not break contact with his rod the whole time. As his hips leaned closer, she pointed his dick for her entrance, where he stopped to let her hand move away. Moving slowly, his rod disappeared an inch at a time into her, spreading the small fleshy envelop open.

As a professional specialising in making people look good, his body was one to die for, and Princess was draw to his lean figure as well. Her hands rested under his arms, just around his ribs while he rammed his thick cock into her, making none of that agonising groan. To Princess, he was just a dildo, mounted on a male, giving her the pleasure she had unintentionally desired. Everything felt so right and safe. She wasn’t even bothered by the lack of protection.

After some forceful poundings on her pussy, he felt her cunt tightened and slowed his pace down, voiding her of that orgasm she was looking forward to. All she could do was wrap her legs around him, trying to pull his hips closer to her so she could cum.

Jayson: ‘Trust me, wait a while more.’

He pulled out of her and flipped her on her fours, planting her face in the soft pillows she laid on just a moment ago. He took his position behind her and shoved his rod deep into her, before going full speed, ramming his pelvic at her butt. That piece of rod felt so much bigger in this position and her pussy was at its limit, expanding and contraction from the strokes going up and down her sensitive spots. Like a wild animal, he was moving so fast and hard that her body gave way, collapsing on the bed sideways before an orgasm strike her hard.

Her chest squeezed all the air out and she struggled to breath while her pussy got so tight around Jayson she could feel his heartbeat. The climax flooded her body from her pussy, rushing through her stiffened abs, hardened nipples, and flushed face. He remained in her until the tremble went away, and exited his rod from the sexy figure in front of him.

Princess: ‘You don’t want to cum?’

Jayson: ‘My job is to help you. I’m fine with it.’

Princess: ‘Why don’t you just finish as well? I can help.’

Jayson: ‘I wouldn’t want to impose you, after all, you paid for this.’

Princess: ‘Come.’

She left the bed and made him lie on it. Sitting sideways by his arms, her newly waxed pussy was in his line of sight. Furthermore, she had started jerking him with both hands clasped together, pumping up and down. The appearance of veins interested her and she was glad to be able to get upclose with a man’s tool.

Apart from the rare breaks she took to look closely while she masturbated him, her hands were moving all the time, and did not give him any chance to calm down at all. A few minutes later, his dick was pulsating faster and she knew he was about to cum.

Princess: ‘Do you want to cum in the toilet? Or here?’

Jayson: ‘Just here will do. I can clean up later.’

She increased her speed and squeezed her fingers together. Before he could warn her, the eruption shot streams of thick hot cum into the air and onto her hands. She then took the nano-second opportunity to observe how to make a guy weak, by jerking until everything was out. Following that, was to cover the pee hole with her thumb and roll around, driving his body into a spasm. He had to beg her to stop and she only did so when she had played to her heart’s content. No matter what, the customer is always right.

She went into the toilet after his body gave up and cleaned up. By the time she was done, he had wiped himself clean and wore his pants back, greeting her again before sending her to the door.

Princess: ‘Here is the money. And you won’t tell this to anyone right?’

Jayson: ‘I should be more worried about you spreading word that I offer special. Can you imagine how tired I will be?’

They had a short laugh together and he gained another happy customer. Well, apart from such coincidence, the ladies who usually asked for specials were married wives, who came to wax for two reason. It would be habitual to keep themselves smooth, or appear clean to another person. Every few visits, the married moms would ask him for his ‘special’, and he would be more than happy to satisfy their requests.

YOG.

“Don’t move.” I whispered as I pushed Nadine against the wall. I cuddled closer to her, making sure she could smell my soft brown hair which still had the scent of Sakura-flavoured shampoo on it.

I began to kiss her neck and she started whimpering in fear, trying to push me away but she was too weak. Probably she realized she was no match for me and soon stopped. I reached underneath her skirt and immediately removed her panties. I was too impatient for foreplay and immediately penetrated her with two fingers causing her to scream in pain, well, it was probably her first time.

As I assaulted her lips, I curled my fingers upwards, hitting her sensitive spot and making her wet. Her legs were becoming weak and moving further apart and eventually I found myself sitting on the floor while fingering and kissing her, touching myself with my other hand.

“Oh gosh, I can’t take it anymore.” I gasped when I released her to catch my breath. I pushed her legs apart, slid up the sides of my tight dress and began to grind my pussy against hers as I locked lips with her once again.

Story published with permission, courtesy of Vivien.

Image: Misty!

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Misty asked if the readers here would be interested in her figure. I’d say we have a little self-conscious girl here. What do you guys think?

 

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