No Need to Know.

Before I start, I just need to clarify that this is kind of a pointless entry, just to indulge in my own imagination. If you have nothing to do, feel free to proceed. This isn’t going to make you any harder or wetter than you are, nor will it make you less horny. Cheers!

At the point of orgasm, males and females alike, the sensation of it are described with the words that we have become too familiar with. Euphoria, ecstasy, happiness, bliss, freedom. In some cases, sex do bring back flashes of unpleasant memories, some linking to fear, helplessness, or pity.

We know (through science) that pain, be it psychologically or physically, triggers certain parts of our brains. We know (through movies) that our motor skills, logic, creativity, and everything we humans are capable of, are controlled by specific areas of our brains. From here on, I will talk about a (unproven and unscience-ed) possibility that sex might be doing to us, simply because I feel like thinking out of the box.

No matter how long an orgasm lasts for (especially short for men), it sends our mind into a realm that no one has stayed long enough to visually piece an image of. Distracted by our partners, or the clean up process, or the fear of getting caught, we didn’t bother with ‘where’ did we go for the fraction of a second.

I like to think that while certain parts of my brain is at work during certain tasks, an orgasm will lit up my whole brain under a CT scan. Every useless and useful synapse will be turned on, alive and active for a few seconds before logic takes over.

Taking this ‘orgasm’ one notch slower, we could actually catch a glimpse of the universe that our neurons are always compared to, to the number of stars it holds. How far back did an orgasm go? IF, Adam and Eve, were the first beings on Earth, then it is that orgasm that brought us to centuries of evolution.

Can you imagine, that the very orgasm you just experienced, which is also what Adam experienced (in case Eve didn’t get one), gave birth to the whole, adaptable human species capable of building and doing what you see around you? I’m sure ‘Arghh!’ was what primates said when they created another generation more intelligent than theirs, also capable of fine-tuning speech capabilities and more importantly, awareness that they should never stop pro-creating to improve mankind?

A single load contains billions of sperms able to populate a new planet, but only one is chosen. Darwinism I know, but to the extend of only one survivor? You must be damn special! And then after so much education and experiences gain, it’s our turn now to create a better self.

When we come, or cum, it is only logical for our bodies to throw everything at the winning egg or sperm. You wouldn’t want to reserve your mathematical talent for some other reproduction methods right?

When I mention that 100% of our brains are active during orgasms, it means that our collective emotions, memories, skills, are activated to transfer them to the next generation. You now have the necessary ‘shields’ around your parents’ then (during intercourse) susceptible weakness, you have hyper-learned everything they have gone through and am now outdoing them for your kids. Perhaps you aren’t as fit as your parents, but nature makes it up with intellect. Although you are the receiver of the best of both worlds, nature does play her part to weed out what is not needed in the current world.

Physiques aside, some of us are ahead in terms of thoughts and logical creativity. When we find our ‘love’, they are usually at the same generation, if not one gen before or after. Then, love making happens and your combined efforts will create a life that belongs to you two.

Orgasms. As convenient/ problematic/ rewarding as it may sound, it carries the best of you. I’m sure our brains have found a way to know if you are making a baby or just pleasuring yourselves, so don’t worry about losing your ‘Albert Einstein’ to the gallows. When you make someone orgasm, remember that the whole universe is feeling it. The number of drills (from masturbation) has prepared the world for the next genius, and out there, couples are already making their fruit of labour through wild, intense, passionate sex.

Try to feel what everything is telling you when you climax again. Try and tell everything, something when you scream in orgasm again. At your weakest moment, you have nothing to lose except the chance to incept your own mind about your deepest desires.

It’s finally appropriate to say, YOLO! :D

Extra Mula.

Adel: ‘Uncle Tim, I need extra money to go out with my friends. Can you spare me some?’
Tim: ‘What time do you end school today?’
Adel: ‘Around 3? But I’ve told my dad I end at 5. So we have some time.’
Tim: ‘Clever girl. I’ll pick you up at your school then.’

Tim went to his drawers and searched for the box of 3 condoms he had bought a long time back. He had been a close friend to Adel’s family since she was not yet born, helping them run errands whenever they needed help. The last time he hung out with Adel was at least six months ago, where she had been ferried to and fro from her grandparents’ place while her parents were overseas.

During that time, he had taken advantage of the secondary 2 girl by letting her drink and made her did sexual things to him. To keep her quiet about it, he gave her $80 and Adel was just happy to receive money so easily. This time, she remembered him and hopped into his van after school.

Tim drove to one of the industrial parks he supplied equipments to and parked in one of the corners, well-aware that no one would bother them at this time of the day. Adel climbed onto the back showing her panties while he turned on some music to sooth the ambience.

Adel: ‘Do you want me to do the same like last time?’
Tim: ‘I can give you more if you try something new.’
Adel: ‘Like blow job?’
Tim: ‘Something like that.’

Although he dressed shabbily, his job often dealt with supplying demands and was cash rich. No one in her family knew exactly what he did, only that he can get things done. Adel was comfortable with him cause he had always pampered her, in some ways better than her own father too.

Adel unbuttoned her school blouse and unhooked her skirt, stripping down to her underwear. Tim too had removed his bottoms and sat on a inflated bed, with his legs opened between her feet. A bottle of banana scented lubricant was handed to Adel and she immediately took a whiff of the fruity aroma.

A gentle smile appeared and she proceeded to place some of the slippery liquid in her palm, rubbing it down his shaft.

The 35 year old man could only groan while his dick was satisfied by a girl 21 years his junior, and the fact she was enjoying herself too. After some time, she took a break and wiped her hands clean, before tying her hair into a high ponytail. An easy bend of her body brought her mouth to his banana and her cute tongue appeared for a lick.

Once she confirmed the taste, she sank his stick into her lips and sucked up and down on it, keeping her pace steady as the uncle shivered uncontrollably. Adel could not understand why did it feel good, but knowing that he did, money was soon coming into her pocket.

Tim: ‘Can you remove all of your clothes?’

Adel nodded without a doubt and went completely naked, giving Tim a good view of her jubilant young body that was kept slim from PE. He reached for the condom he brought and let her rest, while the rubber went down his shaft.

Tim: ‘Turn around and sit on your ankles.’

Adel did as he described and placed her pussy right above his huge dick, way too big for the little girl’s developing pussy. He held it upwards and tucked it into her hole, where he let go of it so she would keep it standing.

Tim: ‘Can Adel sit down on it slowly? Just a bit.’
Adel: ‘I try k? Uncle Tim.’

Her fingers gripped onto his calves and her body lowered, poking the first inch without much trouble. The slight fulfilment in her body was desiring more of the warm rod, but the pain from stretching her genital was slowing her down. Nonetheless, Tim was lazily enjoying the view of the girl claiming her own virginity.

Adel did not give up and kept pushing herself, until halfway, where she wanted to give up. The lift of her butt stroked her insides, making her feel so good that she sat back almost instantly, sending another stroke to tease her pussy.

Adel: ‘Uncle Tim, it feels really good.’
Tim: ‘Imagine how nice it would be if it is all inside you?’

The sick temptation kept her turned on and she sat down agonisingly until her pussy had fully engulfed his rod. The thick slab of meat was pulsating so hard and the warmth took most of the pain away. The unsuspecting girl began riding him and her sweet voice echoed in the van, moaning slutty words so unlike of her.

Tim, who had been relaxing, let her fuck herself for a while before he got on his knees behind her.

Tim: ‘This is doggie style. Let me know if you want me to go faster k?’

He grabbed her waist tightly and started pounded at her firm little ass, thrusting so hard that Adel couldn’t make sense of what she was saying. His dick just kept ripping her pussy open and close, stimulating every area that was sensitive to the max.

Adel let off a sharp scream as she pushed her own body backwards down on his groin, while a painful clench on his dick almost forced him to pull out. She was so tight that Tim felt his dick in high pressure. Taking that once in a lifetime experience in his hand, he started moving again in that black hole and pounded her hard.

Tim: ‘Uncle is shooting!’
Adel: ‘Uncle Tim! Not inside me!’
Tim: ‘But I wore a condom.’
Adel: ‘I don’t want. Please..’

He reluctantly pulled out and laid on the bed, resuming the first position they were in. Adel tiredly went between his legs and unrolled the condom, before sucking him again.

Tim wasn’t that happy with the change of plans, so he took her head and literally fucked her mouth by forcing her down. The weak girl did not resist and just let him continue for a good five minutes. Then a hard shove came and he thrusted upwards a few times, before he pulled her head up just keeping his tip inside her mouth.

The forceful jet of cum blasted at her tongue and she just kept her eyes closed, swallowing as the man juice poured freely. Adel did not say a word after he was done shooting, sitting quietly while wearing her clothes back.

Tim: ‘Adel, is something wrong?’
Adel: ‘No. Just that it feels too good. And I am scared I’ll keep wanting it.’
Tim: ‘It’s normal to like it. Uncle can help you anytime.’
Adel: ‘Really?’
Tim: ‘Yupp. Just keep it a secret from your parents.’

She playfully grabbed his dick and leaned forward to kiss him.

Adel (whispering): ‘Cause uncle feels good too?’

With her on her fours, Tim conveniently reached down her body and poked his fingers into her pussy, fingering it for a while.

Uncle: ‘Cause uncle wants to feel good with little Adel.’

They cuddled for a short while before his fingers got her so horny, for another round of cowgirl riding to let her have a short workout. This time, without a condom, and he came into her after she told him her menstruation has not started.

A hundred and fifty dollars exchanged hands that evening, and Adel went went home a happy girl. Tim on the other hand, kept himself busy at the sex shops along Geylang to spice things up the next week they would meet.

Slip and Fall.

I hurried along the sheltered walkways connecting to my block and saw a girl running in the heavy rain, drenched from head to toe. As she took the last step into the shelter I was walking under, she tripped over the curb and landed hard on her face. I did the one thing anyone would do, and not taking a photo, rushed towards the screaming girl and helped her up. Seeing her bleeding toes, I picked her laptop and bag from the floor, pushing it into her arms. My lazy arms went to work and picked her up from the ground, carrying her to the void deck where the tiled table and chairs were slightly wet.

Girl: ‘Thank you so much. My foot fucking hurts.. fuck!’
Me: ‘Rest for a while k? I don’t have anything to wrap it up with.’
Girl: ‘Shit. Sorry for my language. It’s just really painful.’
Me: ‘Where do you live? I can help you home.’
Girl: ‘I don’t live around here. Was about to go home when the rain came.’
Me: ‘Come, I’ll help you over to the rain and wash the blood away.’

Without any other options, she let me walk her to the rain and stuck her foot out, rinsing the blood off. The scratch on her face was the least of her concern but I was not about to let this sweet looking girl get a scar. I used my shirt to gently pat the dust away and blew air to relieve the pain. As if the pain in her leg had gone away, she was giggling at my gesture and playfully nudged my shoulders away.

Girl: ‘You think I’m a little girl?’
Me: ‘No.. I’d do that for anyone at any age.’

The smile lightened my worries and I sat with her, massaging the area around her toes. The soaked t-shirt she was wearing actually got more translucent with the rain and her strapless bra was brightly showing through it. Even her nipples were poking hard at the thin clothes she had on. Her bottoms were less appealing though, leggings wrapping her legs tightly. Once the bleeding had stopped, she was feeling more comfortable and sat relaxed, checking her laptop that was badly dented at a corner.

Me: ‘What’s your name?’
Girl: ‘Call me Nat will do.’
Me: ‘Alright. I’m K.’

The rain got heavier and cold winds were blowing wildly, leaving the poor girl shivering and looking for methods to get home. Although the blocks around my neighborhood had sheltered walkways, the availability of taxis was only applicable at the main roads. So effectively, she was stuck.

Nat: ‘Can we go somewhere else warmer? The rain is not helping.’

I took her bags and helped her on one side, walking into an escalator and going for the middle floors where no gust of wind could wet her anymore. We sat quietly at the steps while she cleaned herself up with the one packet of tissue she had. After doing so, she was still trembling and started snorting from a cold. As much as I wanted to help, I was at my wits end. I lived at the next block, where there was no shelter.

Nat: ‘Thanks for helping me earlier. You really saved my life.’
Me: ‘Nah. It’s nothing.’

Her head rested on my shoulders and I could tell she was warmed, either by me or the stuffiness of the stairwell. The next moment her head left me, she went ahead to take her shirt off, leaving her only in her bra and leggings. She took a pair of shorts from her bag and started rolling the leggings off her legs, black panties saying hi to me.

Nat: ‘It should be safe here right? I need to air myself before getting dressed.’

I nodded dumbfounded at her bravery and she cuddled into my warm body. Although she was in bad shape, her slender waist was so irresistible that I held her closer, bringing her attention to my face.

Nat: ‘Keeping me warm?’
Me: ‘I want to warm you up actually.’

A grin appeared across her face and she bit her lips, digging a finger into my shorts. I got her message immediately and stripped my pants, sitting excitedly next to her. Her cold palm met my dick and a shiver shot across my body. I could tell in her eyes that it was such a cutesy sight, but my mind wasn’t thinking about that. I reached my arm across for her panties and she opened her legs without hesitation. My fingers quickly massaged on her groin and her strokes got faster as I did.

The little moisture from her hair aided the handjob and I was getting drowsy from the mutual masturbation. After a while of silent play, I stood between her legs and she leaned back lazily with her legs together for the panties to exit. I completed the removal of her undies and she widened her legs again, inviting me right home. I perched myself up with my hands next to her head and left my dick to find its way.

As expected, there was no disappointment as the tip touched on the cold entrance.

Nat: ‘It’s so warm. I think I’ll let you do the job.’

I forced my way into the small hole and she gasped loudly. Knowing I wasn’t going to let her down, my hips began moving and her body was warming up to my thrusts. Her lean shoulders, ample boobs, flat tummy, and thin legs, matched her so well that my mind couldn’t let her go. I found myself ramming harder and faster into her as my mind continued fantasizing. Such a kill joy if I came any sooner.

The first orgasm came with a strong tremble across her body and I had to pause inside her, giving her a tight hug while feeling her pussy pulsate over my rod. After the contractions died down, she held me closer and told me to pull out. A little sad at first, but I should be glad for what I received.

I stood back up and she kept her hands on my waist. In front of her face was my dick pointing at the heavens, and her tiny tongue stuck out to catch it. Her lips parted and slid down my shaft like a performance, letting her tongue rest comfortably under. I was so certain I would not last long when she gave the first stroke. The overpowering suction in the warm, slimy environment.. how could anyone take it?

The continuous strokes only pushed me closer to ejaculation and she knew what was happening as well. Her hands were in her bra and at her pussy, putting on a show while her mouth kept swirling between sucks. The moans that came from her made me give up holding myself back, it was just impossible.

I whispered to her to go for it and she sat closer to my hips. Her fingers moved faster into her pussy with her mouth and the wetness changed into a contained tsunami. Once the bell rang for my sperms to say hi to her, I dug my fingers into her scalp and she held by butt with one hand. Pulling me into her face, the last stroke unleashed my monsters into her mouth and she rammed her head fast shallowly. My knees gave way and I held onto the railings for support. This devil whom just blew me kept going and did not let me escape. Her mouth would suck me so hard that it hurt, and if I struggled, her teeth would greet my raw meat.

I let her did whatever she wanted and her intentions were in fact pure, to clean me up with her mouth. Yet another blowjob came and she emptied my chamber, leaving me stumbling to sit down.

Nat: ‘Like it?’
Me: ‘I’m now too tired to move.’

She hugged be from behind and nibbled on my ears, whispering her little secret to me.

Nat (whispering): ‘You know.. I was turned on when you carried me in your arms. It’s so touching to see that someone would do that for me. Now, one part of me will not dry in time.’

Her panties clad pussy pressed onto my back and I felt the warmth. It was only right to keep her warm until the rain stopped. Once I’ve rested enough, I made her wear the shorts she brought and draped the dried t-shirt over her. I turned myself sideways in front of her legs and stuck my fingers into the shorts, without her panties since it was beyond salvage (or drying). The few hours we spent together, she had my fingers working tirelessly to keep her cumming and producing enough body heat to dry her clothes.

The rain did stop after that, and her number was given to me in the most kiddish manner. She drew on my back by dragging her fingers over my shirt, and I had to guess what she wrote. I got it easily, and an additional rewards was another round of oral from her. I had never imagined her to be still so energetic to drive me wild with just her mouth, taking no breaks until I came onto her lips.

3 Tips to Get (more) Head.

Tell me, which guy don’t love getting head? Though some of us are fine without it, others live for it. The soft tissues lining the interior of the mouth is actually the same as the rite of passage babies go through, or if it helps you to understand better – the place where men unload to make life. Perhaps that’s why men are infatuated with getting their partners to go down on them.

While I belong to the type that are overwhelmed by the willingness of the girl to go down on me (before her lips even touches me), I can’t bring myself to let her suck on it for over an hour. Please, I know a few of you can spend an eternity on it if there is such a being capable of blowing it for that long. DON’T BULLY your women that way.

Here, you will find out three tips every guy should know to get more (willing) blowjobs. If you haven’t been getting much, then this might help you out.

3. Chemistry
Most of us treat oral sex as foreplay, and there are more girls ready to go down on men than men on them. There is no such thing as ‘course of nature’ for the use of mouth, because it is vastly dependent on comfort. And what makes her comfortable? Chemistry. Touching parts with hands is the more common method to get one wet or hard, and therotically, blowjob isn’t necessary to make a dick bigger.

Unless you are with a girl whose goal is to suck your life force out of you, it will take a bit of understanding to earn that extra few minutes of liptime on your rod. A simple meal, a little chat, followed by a relaxing walk around (aimlessly is fine). I know you are eager to get started on the sex part, but keep the bigger picture in mind. You want her to be yours for long right? And frankly speaking, you need sex more than her. So proceed with care, it’s her that you need to take care of.

Once the heat has been turned up, do not keep hinting that you want her to suck it. Straightening your body on a seat does NOT do anything to tell her you want it. When you start nudging her head towards your lap, that’s the end. Instead, whisper, ‘would you let my cock feel your lips too?’ and wait for her counter proposal.

You have gotten this far with her, and she’s not looking for an appraisal of her skills. Spending more time on the non-penetrative foreplay will increase the chance of getting head, so tease her all you can without expectations. If she does go down on you, take it as a surprise. Let’s face it, you are getting the better end of the deal. If you wish, you can ask if she is really okay with it. Take it as a treat, enjoy it momentarily. After all, you are not going to run the night by cumming in her mouth right? That’s fucking selfish.

Once you feel that she is tired, or you’ve had enough, stop her. She has bravely tasted your cock and even took a distance into her mouth, kiss her. If you detest how you taste, then start cleaning yourself more thoroughly, or continue reading.

2. Wiping it down.
Nothing earns you more respect than putting hygiene on top of your sexy time to-do-list. Carrying a packet of wet wipes might make you look like a pussy, but when you present her a lavender scented piece of sausage, you won’t regret being called a pussy cause you will be getting some soon.

Use as many as she needs to feel ready. Heck, clean it yourself so she won’t need to worry about hurting you. It might sting a little (if there’s alcohol), it might chaff a little, but her mouth is going to make you feel all better.

There are countless blowjobs happening concurrently to yours, and I bet a large number of them aren’t even done with outmost care, just impromptu sucking that can happen in the dirtiest place. Be a man, take care of yourself and your girl will take care of you. Smegma. Eww. Wipe that off.

In fact, a good way to keep your tool free of any rubbery, chewy bits would be to give yourself a stroke everytime you shower. Train your mind not to give in everytime you touch your cock. Clean it furiously until you are about to shoot – and stop. There, cleaned.

1. Strawberry!
Durex Play has kindly provided an edible, sweetened lubricant for intimate activities. Get a bottle of the Sweet Strawberry lubricant and use it. Other than filling up the room with a pleasant aroma, it might make her hungry just by the fruity smell. Tell her sensually to lick it all up, and reach as far as she can. Give her the excuse that the condom might slip off if there’s lubricant when you cap yourself.

No one wants a condom to slip off. Enjoy her enthusiastic indulgence on a healthy snack while getting yourself ready. Seriously, get a bottle now.

0. Bonus! Deep throat numbing Spray.
A particular shop in SG is carrying a numbing spray to be used orally. It will desensitise the gag reflex and allow a deeper penetration, while tasting like chocolate, mint or cinnamon. It costs a fair bit of money but it is like a plaster in your first aid kit. Best if no one needs it, but when someone do, you are the one with it.

Effectively, she cannot smell your cock once it’s in her mouth, but she can taste all of it. Saliva is an awesome way to lubricate if used in small amount, but in generous amount, it just says she would rather smell her own saliva than your cock.

If you have unloaded inside her mouth, let her decide what to do with it. If the chemistry is deep enough, you wouldn’t need to tell her to swallow it. Or else, onto the floor it goes. Don’t freaking force her to do anything or that will be the last you will see of her.

So while you try hard to get a girl to try these tricks on, you are free to head over to the toys section to buy a pleasure cup to use, training yourself to last longer.

Just Some Guy.

Paul boarded his last bus in a hurry and sat on the chair at the third row. It was those seats facing forward at the driver while passengers could still seat on those chairs facing the back. He placed his shopping bags on the narrow space and started playing on his iPad. He was a long way from home and was tired from the walking to and fro in the mall.

A few stops later, a tall girl wearing a normal t-shirt and FBT shorts appeared and sat opposite him, folding one of her legs over the other. Paul had a fetish for girls in those sexy FBTs and it was considered one of his lucky days to be able to come face to face with one. She plugged in her earphones and slid her body lower to rest her head. By then, Paul had lost all interest in the game and was peeping at her long legs. The raised feet was giving him a good look up her shorts, and he was trying his best to act normal while adjusting his height.

Finally, he found an angle that allowed him to peer all the way up her shorts, surprising himself by the pantyless crotch. A tiny white string was sticking out of the slit and he was still figuring out what was it. The girl had one hand in her clutch and clicking on something, before a little jolt brought her eyes opened.

She stared at Paul who noticed the jump and darted her sight left and right, embarrassed yet unaware that he was enjoying the free show. Moments later, he caught a glimpse of the moist that coated along the thin line of her pussy. The girl still had her eyes closed, and clicking on something in her purse.

Girl: ‘You like peeping at girls? Sicko.’

Paul: ‘Shit. I didn’t mean it. I just.. couldn’t help myself. I’ll change seats if you are offended.’

Girl (laughing): ‘Just poking fun at you luh. You like what you saw?’

Paul couldn’t tell if she was serious or not, and just nodded since anything he said could be used against him. The girl did not change her position but placed one of her feet onto his chair, between his thighs, without the slippers. One kick, and he would be getting the punishment, but she didn’t do that though. Her feet moved into his groin and pushed at his hard on, where pain and pleasure mixed beautifully.

She gave a glance at his feet and stepped on his slippers, causing his feet to slip out before he could dodge.

Girl: ‘Put your leg up too.’

He did as she asked and let her placed his one of his feet at her groin. His toes wriggled itself and she increased her strength of her toes as well, fondling his dick with her toes clamping it. The girl pulled the cloth around her thigh open and stuck his foot in, coming directly into contact with her wet pussy.

Girl: ‘There’s no more stops along the expressway, dare to take it out?’

He wasted no time and hastily lowered his waistband, letting her toes clip onto his hard on. The distant masturbation was so random yet arousing, forcing him to restrain the thoughts of what his toes were going through. Halfway, she stopped him and yanked the wireless vibrator out, dropping it into a handkerchief in her clutch. Now, his toes could poke a little into her and her expression changed to a pleasurable one.

Girl: ‘You’re driving me so crazy I wanna fuck you. Too bad we’re on the bus.’

Paul turned around to check that there was no one around, and took his foot out of her shorts. He glided his back down on the seat and opened his legs wide, hinting a direct message to her – you can sit on me and we will be fucking in no time.

She stuck her head out to see the driver focused on the busy highway, and moved over to Paul’s legs. Paul was quick to pull her shorts aside and exposed her pussy enough to ride him. Imagine what the passing vehicles were missing under the windows. She kept her knees together and lowered herself on top, letting his manhood slip into her clasped pussy.

A moan almost escaped from Paul as his dick penetrated the girl at the tip, sending her on an adventure down his shaft. They were now interlocked at their genitals and what came next was a clever move.

Paul: ‘Keep your body over the chair. I’m going to sit at the edge. Don’t fall k?’

She bent over her seat and he moved his butt to the edge of his chair. In a gentle mode, his hips started thrusting and she was losing control from the exciting sex-in-bus fuck. Her hands had reached for the handles at the top of her backrest and Paul rammed her harder, since time was against them.

She helped him got deeper by sitting back on him while he thrust, and resumed her position whenever he pulled outwards. The silent, hyper speed intercourse remained unseen and thrilling to the two strangers. As the bus zoomed past the now empty roads, traffic lights could be seen from their seats and the fun had to end no matter what.

Paul: ‘Fuck, we won’t have enough time.’

Girl: ‘Stop stop.. I’ve cummed enough. It’s time to finish you off.’

He sat down on his seat and she tidied her shorts, only to exchange places with him at the first traffic light. She tugged his shorts opened and immediately went down on him, forcing her head fast and deep down his rod. Paul had his feet opened and placed on the space beside her, giving her an easier time both to bend her head down and going fast.

The duo embarked on an intense mouth fuck session until they were about two stops away from the interchange. Paul’s head was spinning from her skilled blowjob and the deep throat she gave was unbearable.

Paul: ‘I’m cumming now.’

The girl kept her mouth at his base and let her throat contract against its wishes. A few shallow thrusts into her mouth finally erupted the active volcano, and she swallowed as he emptied his balls. The movements in her throat further teased his sensitive tip and gave her a few extra finishing, before the driver shouted that the bus is docking.

She picked her chest up and licked her lips, satisfied by the enormous amount of cum he had given her. Paul felt a little weak while getting off the bus, but his dick was hiding in joy behind the loose foreskin. Finally at their destination, they paused at the air-conditioned interchange and chatted, still a little breathless from what happened earlier.

Paul: ‘It’s a crazy fuck we just had.’

Girl: ‘Totally unforgettable. Look at the mess leaking down my legs. ‘

Paul: ‘Think we can keep in contact in case we’re heading home at this hour again?’

Girl: ‘Hmm.. ‘

Would she keep it as once in a lifetime occurrence? Or deliberately plan for this to happen again? Nonetheless, they bumped into each other more than once after that night on the same bus, and in the same amount of privacy to let them reenact that fateful night, over and over again.

Computer Repairs.

Being a long time friend to Wayne’s family, Ted wasn’t surprised when his mum, Mdm. Chua called him for help with the shared computer that their family had in the living room. Wayne had been out at work and Ted made his way to his friend’s place, just a few minutes walk away.

Mdm. Chua: ‘Ted, the browser kept crashing when I try to Google something. Can you help me fix it?’

Ted was better in I.T. than her and he did a thorough job of teaching her how to avoid installing malware and also removed the viruses that was lurking for a long time. She was a caring mother to him who cooked delicious food whenever he went over, and occasionally let the two guys indulge in her signature dessert dishes. Her figure was also great for a lady who had two children, allowing her to wear the younger looking clothes without appearing childish. The usual outfit of tank tops and short shorts were familiar to his frequent visits.

She sat next to Ted on a stool and listened attentively to his guidance, spending a long time in front of the computer as she was a slow learner, but never once felt inferior from the respect he had for her. After the clock strike noon, she got up bending forward and he caught a glimpse of her nipple peering out of the loose bra.

Mdm. Chua: ‘I’m going to cook now. Can you stay for lunch?’
Ted: ‘Yes Mdm. Chua, can’t afford to miss your cooking.’
Mdm. Chua: ‘Don’t call me that when my son is not around. It makes me feel old.’
Ted: ‘What should I call you then?’
Mdm. Chua: ‘Cherie will do.’

She headed into the toilet before beginning to cook their lunch, and Ted went to the dining table in the kitchen to wait for her. He had been looking at her body since he realised there was no one else at home, mesmerised by the gorgeous figure that her tank top had been wrapping closely to. Her hips wasn’t that wide too, flowing smoothly from her waist, leading to the fair legs that she was proud to show off.

As Cherie turned to take the condiments, her top was somewhat different from before. There were two pointy tips poking out of it now, and Ted got more excited to see how comfortable she had gotten. The two simple dishes were done in a while to go with the rice, and Ted was in a difficult situation focusing on his meal. Those full bosoms were staring at him, with their ‘eyes’ looking through her top.

Mdm. Chua: ‘I hope you don’t mind. It’s hot when I cook.’

Ted shook his head shyly and emptied his bowl of rice, accidentally dropping his chopsticks onto the floor. Bending down to pick them up, the sight of her opened legs made him notice the lack of extra meat squeezing out of her shorts. That was how toned she was in his eyes.

Once they were done, he did the dishes alongside her to catch more scenes of her downblouse that had no more bra hiding her assets. They went back to the living room and she continued sitting in his class, still braless next to him. After the browser was performing normally, he downloaded some programs to defragment the computer. The search for the file was a bother as countless downloads went into the same folder.

Suddenly, video files with sexual titles appeared and she caught sight of it.

Mdm. Chua: ‘What are these? Can you click on them?’

Ted helplessly opened one of the videos and a clip showing a couple having sex came on screen. He quickly closed it and went on to get his job done, but Mdm. Chua had stopped any progress from him.

Mdm. Chua: ‘Are you hard from watching the video?’
Ted: ‘No.. ‘
Mdm. Chua: ‘Don’t lie. Guys will be guys. I know.’
Ted: ‘It’s really not the video.’
Mdm. Chua: ‘Then?’
Ted: ‘It’s you.’

She suddenly found more interest in him and let him run the programs to defragment the shared desktop, before asking him to the sofa while she prepare some ice cream for him. The bowl was served in the most awkward silence and he ate quietly in front of the TV.

Cherie sat beside him playing with her permed hair, with a totally different look at him. She could not believe that she could get someone as young as Ted horny, and the little devil in her wanted to tease him more.

Mdm. Chua: ‘So.. which part of me turned you on?’
Ted: ‘You’re braless?’
Mdm. Chua: ‘I see I see.’

She reached her hand over his bulge and held it tightly, jolting him while his hands were holding onto the cup and spoon. The constant kneading wasn’t met with any resistance from him as he continued eating.

So, with her other hand, she pulled her shirt up stopping just below her chest, and asked if this would get him any harder. Ted responded with a nod but did not dare to look any longer at her.

Mdm. Chua: ‘You know, I haven’t tried someone your age before.’
Ted:’ You shouldn’t Mdm. Chua. Wayne is my good friend and you’re his mum.’
Mdm. Chua: ‘You won’t tell him right?’

He shook his head again and everything was safe between them now. The hand on his pants went to his thigh and she dug her way up, gliding into his underwear and coming in skin contact with his dick. He finished dessert in a few large mouths and remained seated, unsure of what to do.

Mdm. Chua: ‘Want to suck on them?’

She took his cold hand and placed it at her waist, whispering to him to remove her top. The embarrassed guy pulled the tank top off and came face to face with her brown small nipples.

This time, Ted did not say or do anything, but buried his face into her cleavage. His mouth went over her nipples and sucked hungrily on them, at the same time trembling to her hand jerking him off. The floral scent from her body made him hornier and his rod grew even bigger. The MILF was moaning into his ears as he continued feasting on her boobs, forgoing all the restraints he had on her.

As things got more intense, they hastily removed their bottoms and things looked unfair with her fully naked but not him. She led him into Wayne’s room and made him lie on it, while she sat between his opened legs.

Mdm. Chua: ‘Has any girl sucked on this before?’
Ted: ‘Just my girlfriend.’
Mdm. Chua: ‘And me.’

Her mouth sank down his shaft and she worked her lips up and down his rod, sending waves of thrills up his spine. The sensation of sucking a guy twenty years younger than her gave her a sense of achievement, and the motherly love of seeing how he enjoyed himself urged her to do more. With saliva generously coated all over his groin, her own groin was getting wetter without any stimulation.

Mdm. Chua: ‘Come, it’s your turn to please me.’

Ted switched place while still light headed and sat between her thighs. His fingers went first to tease her clit, pinching and rolling it until she was leaking on her own. Sensing her desperation, he dipped his fingers into her pussy and was taken aback by the gentle contractions occurring within. His dick was nodding excitedly, rushing him to quickly put it in. But he was not done with exploring his friend’s mum yet. He rotated his fingers inside her to get a feel of her vagina, and to find out which area felt best to her too.

Mdm. Chua: ‘Ted, do you want to put it in? I’m all wet and ready.’

Ted was silent from the awkwardness of his groaning earlier, and knelt over her body, while his hips lowered. His dick poked precisely into her hole and Cherie just let him penetrate her faithful pussy at his pace. Her slim legs and waist did not cause any obstructions, and more importantly, gave him all the space required to go deep.

The confused looking boy began thrusting his rod in and out, basking in the random squeezes of her pussy. His vigour really shook her up as the energetic boy pumped fast into her, reminiscing the experience of how her husband made the two kids. Ted was the same size as her husband when he was at his age, but the stress from work had shrunk him distinctively down. Now, the strong dick brought everything back, making her feel the age where she was still young and wild.

After a few minutes of mindless pounding, she wrapped her legs around Ted and rolled over, sitting on top of his fit body. Her hands went beside his ears and her knees stayed by his hips. The cowgirl was riding him in a well-trained manner, working up a belly dance grind that threw his senses off balance. The sweat covered bodies remained in that position with her excuse that she needed exercise, and Ted was to lie still and enjoy.

His dickhead was already numbing from the constant rubbing at her pussy and Cherie was also going through the intense orgasms from time to time. It was so much easier to climax when she pictured him as her husband, who loved her dearly since they met. The pleasure flooding her body was so addictive in a way it brought sweet memories back to her.

Remembering how her husband liked to be ride till he cummed, she moved her hips faster and clenched her pussy together. Ted’s agonising look was oblivious to her closed eyes and he could only moan to express the discomfort.

Mdm. Chua: ‘Are you cumming?’
Ted: ‘Soon soon.’
Mdm. Chua: ‘That’s not the right answer.’

She leaned forward over his chest and only let her hips move, sliding back and forth over his rod that was at its maximum width. The change in angle threw out all of his inhabitation and he quickly changed his answer.

Ted: ‘Cherie! I’m cumming!’

She stopped in her tracks and got off him, in a slow and gentle manner so as not to trigger the bomb. He watched dumbfounded without knowledge of what she was about to do, and she turned her face away from him, facing the foot of the bed in doggie position.

Mdm. Chua: ‘C’mon, don’t wait.’

He got up and rammed his cock in, pumping her so fast that an orgasm came and stayed, all the way knocking her self-control out of her. The mother was fucked so hard that her eyes had gone white and drool was dripping out of her mouth.

Ted: ‘It’s cumming now.’

He jerked her body back hard over his shaft as the hot load flushed into her body, forcing her orgasmic pussy to push some of it out. Although he had paused in his ejaculation, she was riding him by pushing her body backwards. The overpowering climax Ted felt rendered him weak and he just let her continued, all the way till he was sitting on the bed and she was just riding him in reverse cowgirl.

Ted: ‘Cherie, I can’t take it anymore. I need to rest.’
Mdm. Chua: ‘Just like my hubby.’

She leaned forward to let his dick out and laid beside him, burying her face in his neck. Ted turned his face to kiss her while her eyes were closed, recollecting the same thing her husband did every night. Her hand had instinctively reached for his rod and played with it, massaging it like a good after-sex service.

Mdm. Chua: ‘Don’t tell anyone about this k?’
Ted: ‘I won’t. I want to keep doing this with you too.’
Mdm. Chua: ‘That’s my boy.’

They rested for a while before getting cleaned and dressed, this time, with her bra on. Ted stayed at her place until the computer was fixed. Wayne and his father had came home just in time for dinner and the four of them had a hearty chat till late into the night.

Upon reaching home, Ted unpacked his sling bag that he brought along and found a pair of moist panties tucked messily in it, with a note that read;

This was how wet I got when you sucked me. Is it still wet? ;)

Looks like the family will be getting much closer from now, with Ted mysteriously visiting the lonely mum more frequently. Wayne’s dad, who looked faithful and respectable, had secretly installed cameras all over their house for theft prevention. That night he stayed up on his laptop, he had watched how his dear wife fucked their good friend crazy, and he had actually enjoyed how his woman found a way to relieve her stress.

While Ted and Wayne slept soundly, Mdm. Chua was being fucked silly with a gag ball over her mouth in the middle of the night, creampied so many times that she lost consciousness before her husband gave up. It was the night that she would remember as her man felt bigger and more energetic than before, for reasons unknown to her (he was so turned on watching his wife doing another man).

Guide: Star Mission (NSFW).

This entry has only one objective, that is to bring an awesome flash game to your daily reads. Less words, more play. You might find it familiar as recommended from another erotica author.

This particular game has a storyline that requires a bit of brains, as well as reflexes. Mini-games within the game puts logic in the absurd progress of other flash games. So your attention will be away from just sexual graphics. Detailed artwork, realistic voices, and properly scaled body movements, makes this one-of-a-kind game to kill time.

The only downside is the lack of a ‘Save’ option in flash (.swf), thus you will have to go through the entire story to ‘revisit’ the girls. The stage-by-stage advancement in the ‘action’ scenes have a good rhythm to masturbate yourselves to. So! Enjoy!

READ HERE!: To prevent unwanted noises from autoplaying, I have kept the flash game within the ‘Show‘ link below. Please note that the volume is NOT controllable and the only method is to close the drop down window by clicking on ‘Hide‘.

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If you have problems accessing the site, visit the artist’s webpage here. I hope this game will become your favourite too!

5 Realities of Writing Erotica (in Singapore).

5. Erotica is a type of pornography.

When I started out writing erotica, even I am convinced that it is a form of pornography. Mind you, sex is as livid in text as in ‘visual aid’, minds being more powerful to imagine than just to interpret.

But you know what? There is a word called ‘Literature’ too! Imagine Harry Potter, Lord of The Rings, Da Vinci Code, etc. Are they real? Are they completely impossible? If you have gotten high before, you would know they are as real as deja vu. The laws of Singapore categorise ‘pornography’ as anything depicting sex, or in my own understanding, penetration of any parts deemed ‘private’. Your ear is only harmless until someone stick their whatever in it – in filmed up-close, in slow-mo.

It is time we put ‘Erotica’ in the right genre, not of pornography, but literature. Am I the only one that thinks Singapore is the last country to know the difference between theoretically possible sexual recounts from live-action HD ‘documentaries’?

This part is where I quote ‘seeing is not the same as looking’, just like ‘watching is not the same as reading’. Thanks for being here guys. Hi5!

4. You (probably) need psychological help.
Riiiiiight. Everyone that thinks of sex needs psychological help. So let’s give an applause for those who doesn’t.. wait. Do they still exist? Or are they no longer around from the non-sexual reproduction methods? Maybe, just maybe, I need psychological help. But what am I going to tell my psychologist? It takes one to know another?

We all know how the myth goes, ‘Men think about sex every 7 second’. Not true at all. I would prefer to think, ‘Men think about sex every 7 nanosecond’, just change in unit of measurement and you’ll be right. Fine, that’s a lame joke. But there are times those thoughts come naturally too! It’s not my fault. Did you see that girl bending over in that short romper to look at shoes? Or how about the absence of visible panty line (a.k.a. VPL) of that lady in the tight dress? And that student in jailbait-length skirt squatting down to pet a cat? She didn’t even wear!

Healthy imagination plays an important role for logical, proper directing of thoughts. To get laid, we first must socialise. Knowing your way around words will benefit more than just getting sex. We belong to a species that for some reason, discovered masturbation. And doing what our species do best to new discoveries, we science the bitch out of it. It turns out that, self-pleasure is actually healthy (just like chocolates, there’s never ‘enough’ or ‘too much’)!

You are given the rights, privileges and know-how to keep your hormones under control. This is how this works, if you say you do not need pleasure (be it chocolates or sex, but data has shown that chocolates get you sex), you need psychological help. But wait, no one talks about this in Singapore, except me.

Unless you are caught for being something that I’ll cover in the following topic.

3. You (probably) are a pervert/ psychopath.
Aww. Thanks! I have a perversion for cleaning my own dick as fast as I want. In this pent-up, trapped-by-other-people’s-ideals and living-for-others kind of Utopia, our minds has activated the safety mechanism no other mammals had. A liking for things that you shouldn’t.

Woohoo! Don’t we already have a long list for that? It is not the fetish I have that makes me dangerous around people. Nor is it the fetishes of others that endangers me. It is the lack of expression. Expression itself can roughly translate to physical actions. If I am into worn lingerie, I can either buy them or steal them. (Who hangs their dirty laundry out in public? What for? Someone is going to clean them for you?)

I admit I am the guy that thinks of sex every.. sex! And I choose to pen them down instead. Watching porn doesn’t relieve me, there is no EXpression in that, just IMpressions! So, the most important point is, let it OUT while you watch. Or just read one of my stories and ‘cum together’ with the male/ female lead, just mentally though! Three and more imaginary rounds wouldn’t be a problem here.

Truth is, here are no perverts in this world. Just perverts that overdo, or are caught pants down. That said, just be careful of those who seemed too normal. They probably never wore any pants. FYI, I am no underwear thief!

2. Money seems to be the only thing driving blogs these days.
Yes yes. As if you are going to pay after reading this. Well, Attention! Is what people want besides money. I can’t imagine being paid to write. It would suddenly turn my hobby into a job I am trying not to get into. The very moment you decide to go full blog-o-maniac, you will lose a little bit of motivation there.

‘Wah! If only I can stop writing and get paid.’ Of course you can! Simply stop blogging, and work just like everyone else, that’s the happy ending. As for me, I write because I choose to. Can you imagine the hours I trade to spend time in front of my typewriter instead of clubbing or boning girls? No one would choose writing about sex than to have sex. And for those who chose that, you’ll find their stories or art work as rewarding. Because their minds are out there enjoying a thousand different sex lives.

Wait! How about sex? Can sex be driving blogs? Sure! Can I eat you for dinner? I can have my ego for lunch though. If I am writing for free, I can survive on air (in case anyone of you don’t get it, I am willing to work elsewhere for the money needed to keep this site running). So don’t fret. Apart from my occasional impulsive ‘wants’, I am good on my own.

The handful of writers in my blogroll, are writing for something more than money. If I can get a single cent of what I write, of course I will be happy. But when the greedy thoughts of outsourcing and running ads for more money comes, I will be back to square one, writing for free (since you will lose all your readers because of ads).

If one day you see a subscription to read (some or all of) my blog, you will know I am hungry, and penniless.

Until then, passion will keep me going. And maybe a tinge of sex for inspiration.

1. Your sex life must be damn active.

I said, a TINGE of sex! If there is ever a limited number of ejaculations per man, I would have used up all of it already, plus my next life’s, if you count every shot I ‘shot’ in my stories and the times I didn’t blog about it. It’s my BRAIN that is active. Actively thinking about sex. I’m much more lazy (physically) in reality.

Anyway, how do you guys picture your active sex life to be? Boning at every chance you’ve got? Apparently, we are all ready to settle down for quantity over quality huh?

What if I told you, that making baby is the easiest part, but getting a good baby, takes more than your xth number of tries? Would you care a little more about what you eat? My sex life is normal. I get some of it, in manageable doses. Once in a while, I want more of it, and other times, none of it. But as the saying goes, ‘it takes two hips to sex’. So I do tend to my partner’s needs as well.

Imagination spans beyond physical limitations. In my case, I have a long dick and eternal stamina. No. My fictional characters get tired too, and they only cum three times at best. Kinda useless for fiction huh? I write when I feel noisy – a term perhaps few of you would understand since we are all tired after an intense round of JAV marathon. I do NOT write after every ejaculate.

My day job, family, friends, and even silence, creates noises. Thinking about sex actually distracts me from the events that past. When I think about sex (not necessarily penetrative), I write. When I write, my mind pours the negativity out. A clear mind, free of sexual desires and sinful lust, at least for the next few hours. In turn, you guys get to enjoy my fantasies. Am I a ladies man? Nope. Am I a sly, catfishing keyboard warrior? No to the sly catfisher part. But keyboard warrior? Yeah! It’s weird the keys never stayed down on my keyboard. A warrior never gives up!


What I wrote above is what comes to mind when I look at how this country looks at me. I write a controversial genre of literature, in a country that is not yet ready to talk about sex. Parents who sees my site will judge it to be a pornography site. It pushes thoughts into the minds of the young, but for the more mature ones, it’s just one person’s story, on one of the many websites in the world. Small, insignificant, until you take it personally. If you would take a minute to think, what will you tell your child if he/she stumbles on my blog?

  1. Parental filter it and pretend it never happened.
  2. Talk to them about the existence of such form of ‘pornography’. Here, I’ll be the bad guy you want me to be.

Seriously, reading improves English. Watching action films doesn’t. The views I expressed above, represents NO one else but me, Staplerman.