Sg Stories

Mr Koh was at his usual coffee shop near his flat, smoking his Malboro and drinking his Tiger beer. This was the best hour of his day where he can be away from his work and his wife. Nothing to bother him, just sipping cold beer, taking a long drag on his cigarette and maybe teasing the China beer lady who is always shaking her ass in front of him. The beer lady is in her thirties, maybe older. He would prefer someone younger but she is the only one who is willing to shake her ass for him, even allowing him to slap it if he buys enough beer.

“Uncle, can you lend me a dollar?”

Mr Koh looked up and saw a young Malay girl wearing a pink t-shirt with a picture of a cat and the words “Nice Pussy” above it. Completing her outfit was a colourful batik-like baggy pants.

Mr Koh has seen her frequently and must be living around the area. He had seen her with different men, chatting and laughing away. Most of the men were around her age, but she was also with others who were much older.

“I thought I had enough money to buy beer but I am short of a dollar. I don’t want to make another trip down again.” The girl pouted. So cute. Mr Koh thought to himself.

“Here. Take it.” Mr Koh was feeling generous. “Don’t worry about it. It is only a dollar.”

“Thanks, Uncle!” The girl leaned over and hugged him. Mr Koh could feel the warm, soft breasts pressed against his chest. His cock throbbed to attention, making a painful dent in his shorts. “You are the best!”

No, you are the best, thought Mr Koh. It has been a long time since he got hugged by such a pretty young girl.

Mr Koh watched the girl buy her beer. She tore open the can and drank greedily from it, a small trickle escaping her mouth. She wiped it with her sleeves. At that moment, she saw Mr Koh looking at her and she gave him the sweetest of smile. Turning away, Mr Koh watched the young ass sway away.

After a while, with his beer finished, Mr Koh decided to return home.

“Another bottle of Tiger?” The China beer lady smile at Mr Koh, cajoling him to stay a while longer.

“No, thanks. I have enough for the day.” Mr Koh smiled, his hand outreached trying to steal a smack on her ass.

“No money, no honey. You Singaporeans like to say.” The China beer lady pushed his hands away, smiling. She spotted another customer at the next table and walked quickly away.

As Mr Koh made his way back to his HDB flat, he saw a grayish white cat climbing up a flight of stairs to a block of flats next to his own. Curious, he followed it up the landing and saw the Malay girl sitting atop the flight of stairs, feeding the cat from a can of cat food.

“Oh, hello again, Uncle!” The girl smiled naughtily, pouting her thick, pink lips. Blood gushed into Mr Koh’s cock as it throbbed heavily against his shorts.

The girl bent down to stroke the cat on its head, revealing her cleavage. Mr Koh could not take his eyes away from the brown valley of young, smooth flesh. His cock was harder than before and strained against his shorts. “You want to sit down and be more comfortable?” The girl giggled, pointing at Mr Koh’s obvious tent in his shorts.

Mr Koh sat down hurriedly, hoping that it would make his erection less obvious. He tried to act nonchalant, asking casually “So, it this your cat?”

“Yeah.” The girl smiled, still stroking the cat lovingly. “You want to stroke my pussy?”

Mr Koh extended his hand to stroke the cat.

“Not this pussy, Uncle.” The girl laughed, holding his hand. When their skins touched, he felt an electric shock passed through his body. His heart beat faster and his cock throbbed painfully. Pressing his hand against the picture of the cat on her t-shirt, the girl smiled seductively “Stroke this pussy.” He could feel the soft mounds of flesh beneath the thin t-shirt. The girl guided his hand across her breasts and he felt the tiny protruding nipples against his fingers. The girl was not wearing any bra. What a slut, he thought to himself.

Mr Koh watched the girl as she closed her eyes, guiding his hands all over her breasts. She moaned softly as the pleasure mounted. Mr Koh leaned closer, and slipped his hands under her t-shirt. Touching her bare skin, he squeezed her breasts, forcing her nipples to protrude even further. His finger circled around her nipples, drawing out her anticipation before finally touching them, causing her to gasp in pleasure. He squeezed them gently, rolling them in his fingers. Bathed in the sensations pulsing through her body, the girl whimpered, “Stroke my pussy.”

Mr Koh reluctantly removed one of his hands from her naked breasts and pressed it on her t-shirt, outlining the shape of the cat with his fingers. Did she have a kink for t-shirts? Mr Koh was confused. Did she enjoy this better?

“Not this pussy, Uncle.” The girl eyed Mr Koh accusingly. She held his hand and pushed it between her thighs. “Stroke this pussy.”

His confusion cleared, Mr Koh cupped her cunt, his middle finger expertly tracing the slit through the thin batik pants. To his surprise, he found that the whore was not wearing any panties. His fingers could feel the folds of her cunt and her wetness was seeping through. He brought his fingers to his nose and the sweet smell of a young cunt flooded his senses. He yanked off her pants and found her exposed shaved, smooth cunt, overflowing with her wanton juice.

The girl grabbed his hands and held it close to her cunt. Mr Koh knew what the girl wanted and obliged her by pushing his fingers into her wet, thirsty hole. As he fingered her, the girl moaned in pleasure, her hips jerking upwards uncontrollably while her legs clasped tightly around Mr Koh’s arms.

Mr Koh pulled down his pants and released his hard cock from its prison. He stroked it furiously with his free hand while watching the girl writhed in pleasure from his finger fucking. He moved nearer to the girl, stroking his cock harder and faster. “Can I cum on your face?”

“Not my face, Uncle. My pussy.” The girl got up and leaned over the parapet with her bare ass and cunt facing Mr Koh. With her fingers, she pried opened her cunt invitingly. She turned her face towards Mr Koh, “Stroke this pussy.”

Mr Koh positioned himself behind her and hesitated. “I don’t have a condom.”

The girl giggled. “Don’t be a pussy. Stroke this pussy.” She wriggled her ass invitingly at Mr Koh.

Seeing this, his cock made the decision for him. He held onto her ass, and rubbed his cock along her cunt. Lubricated by her overflowing cunt juice, his cock inevitably slipped in. “Fuck!” The girl cursed, as her body tensed up with the intrusion. Her vaginal walls tightened around Mr Koh’s cock, intensifying his pleasure. “Fuck!” Mr Koh cursed. “You are so fucking tight.”

He steadied himself, willing himself not to cum just yet. He wants to savour this young slut a little longer. He pushed his cock further in, enjoying the tightness and warmth as it engulfed more of his hard cock. With his whole length immersed in her, he paused for a while, enjoying the tightness of a young cunt on his hard cock.

Slowly, he stroked her pussy with his cock, drawing moans of pleasure from the girl. He slapped her ample ass, which wobbled against his body. As he pushed harder and deeper into her, he realised that he could look out over the neighbourhood from the parapet. He saw a person walking underneath him. It was his neighbour, Mrs Lee, who often stops by to gossip with his wife. If she looks up now, she will see him fucking the girl on the second floor of the HDB floor just beside his flat. That thought only aroused him further. His cock, engorged with blood, grew even thicker and longer. Holding her hands behind her, he pushed himself faster and deeper into her.

“Stroke my pussy. Stroke me harder. Stroke me faster.” The girl whimpered, her t-shirt now riding upwards, with her breasts hanging out, swaying in sync with each of Mr Koh’s thrust. Mr Koh wanted o go even deeper. He lifted one the girl’s legs and pushed himself deeper from the side. The girl howled with pleasure. Mr Koh froze, as he watched Mrs Lee below him stopping, wondering where the scream came from. Luckily, she did not look up and continued walking towards her flat.

“Don’t stop.” The girl gasped, as she clutched the railings on the parapet more tightly. “Stroke my pussy. Stroke my pussy harder and faster.” Seeing Mrs Lee is no longer below them, Mr Koh resumed his attack on the girl, thrusting his cock into her cunt. “I will stroke your pussy.” He whispered fiercely. “Slut!” He thrust his hard cock deep into her and pausing just enough for her to enjoy the pleasure of his cock engulfed deeply in her, he withdrew almost completely before thrusting forcefully into her again. “Whore!”

“Yes! I am your slut!” The girl moaned. “I am your whore!”

Mr Koh increased his pace, pulling the girl’s ass against his body, thrusting deep and hard. With a final push, he poured his manly juice deep into the girl’s waiting hole. As his throbbing cock continued pushing out streams of his man juice, Mr Koh leaned on top of the girl, grabbing her breasts as he savoured the last pleasures emanating from his cock. His cock now satisfied, returned to its flaccid state and slipped out of her cunt. Mr Koh stepped backwards, sitting down against the wall, exhausted.

The girl sat down too, her legs opened, exposing her cunt to Mr Koh. She smiled at Mr Koh. “Stroke my pussy.”

Mr Koh inched closer to the girl and gave her a kiss, his tongue seeking hers in her mouth.

 “Not there. This pussy.” The girl pushed his head down towards her cunt. Mr Koh could see his white semen flowing out of her cunt. He moved closer and started licking her cunt, swallowing their love juice, now mixed together.

The girl moaned softly in pleasure. “Will you take care of my pussy?”

Mr Koh looked up. “Of course. Any time you need me to fuck you, just let me know. I will take good care of your pussy.”

“Not my pussy. This pussy.” The girl giggled, motioning to the cat that was by the side, now licking her paws. “Uncle. You are such a dirty old man.”

“What time did you come home, dad?” Chantelle asked, as she drank her morning glass of fruit juice.

“A little late. You were already asleep.” Alex muttered, taking a glance at Misty. Misty was biting into her Subway, the melted cheese oozing out from the side of her mouth. His cock remembered the sensation when Misty’s mouth engulfed it and it twitched impatiently. If he had cummed in her mouth, he wondered if it will look similar. Alex was a little disappointed that Misty did not look in his direction.

After he fucked her last night, he had harboured the thought that perhaps Misty loved him or at least lusted after him. He thought maybe they could go for another round but she only seemed happy about the video and went back to her room immediately. After waiting in vain for several minutes in the hope that she might come back into his room again, he resigned himself to his fate and went back to sleep with a hard cock.

He tried to speak to Misty a couple of times in the morning but Chantelle was always around and there was no good opportunity. Now at breakfast, Misty did not pay him much attention other than “Good morning, Uncle”.

“Did mum call you yet?” Chantelle asked, scrolling her iPhone for the latest TikTok.

“Not yet. She must be busy. Ack!” Alex choked on his coffee as he felt something on his cock. He looked up and saw Misty looking down at her phone suspiciously.

“Dad! You got coffee all over the table.” Chantelle yelled in disgust.

“Sorry.” Alex looked down and saw Misty’s foot on his crotch, her toes lightly scratching his cock his boxers. He sat up to put some distance between her legs and himself, but Misty merely stretched out even further. Now her toes were caressing his balls. Alex almost let out a sigh of pleasure but managed to stop himself.

“I need to go to school later.” Chantelle did not seem to realise what was happening underneath the table. “Shall I meet you in Orchard for lunch, Cuz?”

“Sure. I am craving for some Nasi Lemak though.” Misty turned towards Chantelle, her foot still attacking Alex’s balls relentlessly.

Alex was finding it hard to concentrate on the conversation as the pleasure from being stroked by Misty’s foot grew.

“Ah!” Misty stretched her hands upwards, her body sliding downwards as she feigned a large yawn. “I should take a morning nap before joining you for lunch.” Her real intention was to stretch her legs further and now both her feet were resting on Alex’s chair, sandwiching his cock between them and giving him a feet job.

Alex was growing crazy. The combined pleasure from having his cock rubbed by Misty’s feet and the danger of being found out by his daughter heightened the eroticism of the moment. Misty was still pretending that nothing was happening, as she carried on having a conversation with his daughter. His cock was getting harder and twitching uncontrollably now. It may not be long before he loses control and lust takes over.

“Alright, I will text you later on where to meet for lunch.” Chantelle stood up and left the kitchen as Alex let out a sigh of relief.

“What are you doing?” Alex whispered fiercely to Misty as he pushed her legs away.

“You did not like it?” Misty pouted. “I was still thinking maybe we can have a fuck session when Chantelle leaves the house. I guess I was wrong.”

“No, I mean, Yes.” Alex stumbled over his words. “I mean I want to fuck you again.”

Misty giggled, her sweet innocence causing his cock to twitch uncontrollably again. The sensitive crown of his cock brushed against his boxers, causing a pleasurable tingle across his whole body. Fuck. If this goes on, I may just cum right here in the kitchen, Alex thought to himself. He mentally recited the alphabet backwards, trying to calm himself down.

“Alright. Look for me in my room when Chantelle leaves the house.” Misty sidled up close to Alex, whispering seductively. “I will be waiting for ‘him’.” Misty giggled again as she touched the tip of his cock which was making an obvious tent in his boxers as she walked past him.

Alex sat impatiently in the living room, waiting for his daughter to leave the house. When he heard her coming down the stairs, his heart leapt for joy.

“Have a good day in school!” Alex almost pushed his daughter out of the house as he bade her goodbye. He rushed up the stairs towards Misty’s room and saw her lying down on her bed, seemingly focused on her phone.

“What are you doing?” Alex asked, sitting down beside her, peering into her phone. He had hoped that she was watching the video they recorded last night. He thought it was rather erotic to be filmed while having sex.

“Wordle. Can’t think of a good word after ‘Uncle’.” Misty seemed focused on the game.

Alex put his arms around her, pulling her closer towards him as he felt her warmth against his body. His hands moved towards her breasts, squeezing them gently.

Misty looked up and gave him smile. “Dirty old man.”

Alex’s hands now moving underneath her t-shirt, pulling it over her head to reveal her black Calvin Kleins bra. Kissing her, his hands moved quickly and removed her shorts. Misty was wearing a matching black Calvin Klein’s thong.

“Wait.” Misty held up her hand. “I made you feel good at breakfast. You should return the favour.”

“Of course! I will fuck you till you feel good.” Alex tried to remove her thongs but Misty stopped him.

“No. I want you to lick my feet.” Misty commanded.

“What? That is so weird.” Alex objected.

“Then you can get out of the room.” Misty countered.

“Okay. After that, we can fuck.” Alex agreed reluctantly.

Misty extended her legs and positioned her toes in front of Alex. “Lick them.”

Alex complied. As he licked each of her toes, Misty gave a small sigh of pleasure. Alex was pleased that even though he was doing this for the first time, he must be doing it correctly. Slowly, he moved upwards, licking her feet and then her ankles. As he tried moving even higher onto her thighs, Misty pushed his head back down.

“Lick my ankles.” She moaned. Misty had pulled back her thongs, her fingers rubbing her clit. This seemed to be an erogenous area for her.

Alex continued licking her, watching her masturbating. He tried reaching out to touch her, but she always pushed him back. Misty was now moaning louder, her back arched, her toes curled. Alex reached upwards to stroke her thighs. He pressed her feet upwards, his tongue never leaving her ankles but he is now in a position to slip his hands underneath her bra, squeezing her nipples. Misty moaned when his fingers made contact. She jerked uncontrollably, as Alex’ touch brought her over the brink as the pleasure washed over her.

Alex pulled off his shorts, ready for the main action. At this moment, his phone rang. He picked up the phone from the side table, planning to reject the phone and get back to Misty. But it was his wife.

“Fuck!” Alex sat up.

“Oh! It is auntie. You better answer it.” Misty leaned over Alex’s shoulder, seeing the caller on his phone.

Alex sighed and picked up the call. “Hello, dear. Is everything okay?”

Misty hugged Alex from behind, her breasts pressing against his back. Her arms stretched outwards, she started stroking his cock and caressing his balls.

“Yeah. Everything’s okay in Singapore.” Alex croaked, trying to keep his voice normal. Misty really knew how to give a proper handjob, squeezing and pulling to maximise his pleasure.

Alex moved away from Misty and sat at the side of the bed. “No. Chantelle just left for school and Misty will be joining her for lunch later.”

But Misty did not give up. She squatted in front of Alex, taking his hard cock into her mouth, her warms lips engulfing its base.

“Argh!” Alex could not help himself. “Nothing. I said nothing’s the matter. I thought I saw an insect or something.” Alex tried to push Misty away but she continued licking and sucking on his cock.

“Misty? Erm, she is in her room. What is she doing? Maybe sleeping? Or watching videos on her phone? I don’t know. Or maybe playing with the Wordle game?” Alex was trying hard to ignore the building pleasure from his cock. He could not focus on the conversation with his wife.

“Can we not talk about Misty? I really don’t know. She is upstairs.” Alex wanted desperately not to talk about the person who was sucking on his cock right now with his wife. “I need to go to the toilet. Talk to you later, dear?” Alex could feel himself cumming as Misty continued sucking harder and faster, but his wife just refused to put down the phone.

“No. Wait. Mmm. No. Urgh!” Alex held onto Misty’s head as his balls tighten and he ejaculated his load into her mouth. He pressed his mouth shut, trying not to moan with pleasure as his cock throbbed with pleasure as it squirted out streams of cum.

“Nothing. I said nothing.” Alex muttered with his teeth clenched.

Misty smiled up at him, his semen leaking out from the side of his mouth, just like the melted cheese from the Subway this morning.

“I really need to go, dear. I need to clean off melted cheese from this morning’s breakfast.” Alex lied to his wife as Misty got up to give him a kiss on his cheeks with her cum-stained mouth.

“Alex Lim! Get off the sofa and help me with the luggage!” Mrs Lim chided her husband who was plonked down on the OSIM massage chair watching Netflix.

“Oh, you are back from the airport.” Alex sighed and got up reluctantly.

“And don’t mention anything about my sister’s divorce to our niece. Just do anything she asks. We need to keep her happy till my sister completes the papers and come back to Singapore from the United States.” Mrs Lim whispered fiercely. “And put on a shirt. There is a guest now and you cannot walk around in your boxer shorts for goodness’s sake!”

Misty, their niece appeared at the door of their bungalow together with their daughter Chantelle. She was carrying several bags of shopping from Calvin Klein, Kate Spade, Lululemon, Marc Jacobs and Victoria’s Secret. For a person who is supposedly having a hard time processing her parent’s divorce and need to come to Singapore, she seemed to be still in a mood for shopping.

“Hello uncle! Long time no see!” Misty dropped her shopping bags on the floor and rushed forward to hug Alex.

Alex awkwardly pushed Misty away gently. It was almost ten years since he saw his niece. She was just 8 years old then. Now that she is 18, she has grown into a very sexy young lady. She was tall with long slender legs, accentuated by the lemon-yellow tights she was wearing. Perhaps just a bit too tight as Alex saw her camel toe quite clearly. Misty had put on short cropped blouse, exposing her taut and slim waist. Her breasts were large, and her blouse could hardly cover them. Her cleavage can be seen clearly together with the lacy top of her red bra contrasting against the creamy white top of her breasts. He should not be hugging her especially when he was only wearing a boxer and she was all grown up. He hoped he will not get an erection or it will be too embarrassing.

Alex tried to change the subject. “Er…I see you did a lot of shopping. In Orchard Road?”

“No. She just went crazy when we arrived at Changi Airport. First time I ever shopped at Changi Airport when I ARRIVED.” Chantelle pretended to be annoyed. Alex knew that his daughter was close to Misty as she had always stayed with her when she goes to the US for holidays.

The excitement from coming home over, the girls went up to their rooms on the second floor to unpack their shopping spoils while Alex went into his room at the ground floor to pull on a pair of track pants and a tee shirt.

When evening came, the family went out to Marina Bay and had seafood as Misty loved chili crabs. Alex loved oysters and ate a dozen of them. As he finished off the last shell, he saw Misty smiling at him knowingly. He was perplexed as to the reason behind the smile. “So, what is trending among young people in the United States now, huh?” Alex thought perhaps he should strike up a conversation with Misty.

“Oh, the intellectuals, like yours truly, are into Wordle. There is a new challenge today to change the word “Uncle” to “Slave”. Maybe it is destined that I will get to solve the challenge because I am meeting my favourite uncle again today.” Misty winked naughtily. Alex smiled. He had no idea what Misty was talking about. Generation gap, he thought to himself and decided to order another dozen oysters.

With dinner over, they drove home in the family Mercedes Benz. Just as they stepped into the house, Mrs Lim received a phone call. She looked at the number with a worried look and signalled to the others to keep quiet.

“Did something go wrong?” Mrs Lim sounded very serious. She muttered something softly into the phone for a couple of minutes before hanging up. “I need to fly to Japan tonight. I go up to pack a couple of things. Alex, send me to the airport.”

“Do you need to go to office to get your things?” Alex asked.

“Jenny will get all my office stuff and meet me at the airport. I hope she can still get the tickets for tonight’s flight.” Mrs Lim sounded upset and worried.

“Is it serious?” Alex inquired.

“I have no time to talk to you, Alex!” Mrs Lim shouted “Even if I tell you, would you understand? Just get the car ready. Do what you are capable of.”

Alex sighed. It was true that he did not understand all the financial mumbo jumbo that his wife does. She is very successful managing mergers and acquisitions for her bank. He was just an engineer who was lucky to have sold off his one and only invention for a large sum of money. It was more than sufficient for him to retire. But without working, he feels that he is now useless in the household especially when his wife is so successful and earning so much money.

By the time he returned home from sending his wife to the airport, it was already midnight and the house was quiet. The girls must already be asleep, he thought to himself. He took a quick bath and dressed only in his boxers, he laid down on his bed to sleep.

He woke up, seemingly in a dream state, his head still hazy. It was still dark, he should continue to sleep, he thought to himself. At this moment, he was aware of a pleasurable sensation coming from his cock. He looked down and saw that his boxers had been removed. He was naked and a head was right between his legs, bobbing gently, giving him a blowjob.

He quickly sat up. Surprised by Alex waking up suddenly, the person looked up to smile seductively at him. It was Misty.

“What are you doing?” Alex shouted.

“Shh. You don’t want to wake Chantelle. It will be difficult to explain what we are doing here.” Misty sidled right up to him, her body rubbed against his hard cock as she now faced him squarely. “You are 2 dozen oysters tonight. You must be so horny but yet auntie is not around to satisfy you. I thought I would be the filial niece and help you out.” Misty’s soft hands grabbed his hard cock and gently stroked it.

“You have such a big and beautiful cock, uncle. It was so satisfying to suck on it while you were sleeping. But now that you are awake, maybe it will be more fun, huh?” Misty bent down to kiss Alex, her other hand now resting on his nipples, circling it. Alex sighed in pleasure.

He had not had sex for a very long time. His wife is always busy or tired. Misty’s hand felt so warm and soft. It was so much better than masturbating with his own rough and callous hand. He could feel his insides stirring as the pleasure intensified. His body shook uncontrollably with pleasure that he had long forgotten as Misty’s tongue caressed the insides of his mouth. Her warm tongue created a tingle of pleasure wherever it went.

When she withdrew her tongue, Alex wanted to push her back in. But Misty simply wanted to tongue an even more pleasurable area, his nipples. Alex groaned when the wet, slippery tongue flicked his already erect nipples. The pleasurable tingle made him shuddered. All this time, Mist’s hand expertly squeezed and stroked his hard cock, alternating to create varied forms of sensation to heighten his pleasure.

Going down further, Misty’s tongue trailed a line from his chest to his navel. It lingered there for a while, heightening Alex’s expectation of the pleasure that he will derive from Misty’s tongue on his cock.

“Do you want me to continue sucking you?” Misty asked innocently.

“Yes, please.” Alex whimpered, holding on to Misty’s head, as he tried to guide her to give him pleasure.

Misty continued to lick down from the navel but detoured away from the raging, erect cock to the base, licking the side of his balls, lapping it like it was some kind of fruit handing from a tree.

“Just suck me, please.” Alex whimpered, his cock throbbing for the warmth of Misty’s tongue and mouth.

But Misty did not comply. She continued licking first one side and then the other. She licked further down towards the anus. She licked Alex’s inner thighs. But she did not touch his hard cock that is now so swollen with lust that it was almost bursting.

“Come on, suck me now.” Alex arched his cock towards Misty, his body twitching with anticipation.

“Okay. I am done.” Misty suddenly sat up and turned away from Alex.

Blinded with lust and blue balls, Alex lunged forward and pressed Misty down. He got on top of her and started kissing her savagely, his hard cock rubbing against her body, his hands holding her hands high above her head.

“No, please don’t do this.” Misty cried. “I am your niece. Don’t rape me.”

But Alex did not reply. He lifted Misty’s t-shirt and saw that she was not wearing any bra. He devoured each breast hungrily. Misty continued with her pleas but Alex was not listening at all.

Alex next turned his attention downwards. He pulled off Misty’s Lululemon running shorts and was surprised that she was not wearing panties either. He spread Misty’s legs expecting her to resist and clamp them shut. But Misty was not resisting at all but instead seemed to welcome his impending penetration by keeping her legs wide open. Alex found Misty’s cunt wet and inviting and driven by lust, pushed his cock into the warm waiting hole.

Engulfed by the tight, young cunt, Alex calmed down a little. He laid on top of Misty and plunged deeper, feeling the pleasurable sensation as his hard cock pushed against the folds of the vagina walls. He withdrew his cock, and a whole different sensation filled his body. It had been a long time since he experienced sexual pleasure. This may be the most pleasurable sex he ever had as Misty is young, tight and voluptuous. Even when his wife was younger, she never had Misty’s figure nor the tightness that his cock is experiencing now.

“Get off me! Stop this, uncle!” Misty cried but her legs wrapped around Alex, refusing to let him go, her body responding with thrusts that matched his own. It was as if she was enjoying being raped.

“Argh!” Misty suddenly released her hold of Alex and managed to push Alex off her. She climbed on her fours, her ass and cunt pushed towards Alex while she faced the end of the bed and the dressing table placed there. Alex was shocked by the move for a moment but seeing Misty wriggling her ass and cunt in front of him, he held onto her slim waist and guided his cock into her waiting cunt, fucking her doggy style.

“No, Stop it, Uncle Alex. Stop raping me!” Misty cried, looking straight ahead. Alex continued fucking her, grunting “You asked for it, you cock-tease.”

He raised himself, climbing on top of Misty to grab her massive tips as they swung like ripe melons on a tree. He turned Misty’s head upwards as he attempted to kiss her. At this point, Alex knew he was approaching the point of no return. He increased his pace, plunging deeper with each thrust, feeling his cock hitting the end of the tunnel. As his balls tightened and prepared for his release from his lust, he noticed a red blinking light just above the tissue box on the dressing table. He realised that hidden behind the tissue box and the bottles of his wife’s cosmetics, was a phone recording their tryst. At this moment, his dam broke and he held onto Misty tightly as he ejaculated into her with a loud groan.

He collapsed onto Misty, enjoying the last pulsating pleasure from his cock as it releases the waves of seeds into Misty’s waiting womb. Satisfied at last, he rolled off her, sighing the end of the ordeal.

Misty got up nonchalantly and picked up the hidden phone. She sat down next to Alex and played the video for him.

“Wow! This came up better than I thought. I managed to capture all the audio telling you not to rape me, and your face is caught on the camera when we did the doggy fuck.” Misty sounded ecstatic. “Look. From this angle, I can see clearly your cock entering me.”

“What is this? Why are you recording this?” Alex asked, his senses no longer overcome by lust, he was starting to get worried.

“Isn’t it obvious? With this video, you will need to do everything I ask. Or else, I will upload it to the internet. What will auntie and Chantelle do if they see this video? Or maybe you will go to jail for raping me?” Misty laughed.

“Don’t joke. Delete the video, Misty.” Alex was now frightened.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”  Meng looked across the table at Crystal whose eyes were red. She was on the verge of crying.

“Nothing.” Crystal lied unconvincingly.

Meng and Crystal were studying in the library, preparing for their exams the next day. A couple of their friends have already left as it was already 8 pm. Crystal was still her usual bubbly self only minutes ago. Meng was not sure what made her cry.

“Come on, don’t lie to me. We have been study mates this whole year. This is not you. Tell me what happened.” Meng leaned over, offering her a tissue.

“I broke up with my boyfriend.” Crystal sniffed.

Everyone in school knew that Crystal’s boyfriend was an older man in his 40s. He was working at some large MNC and drove a red BMW 7 series. He was seen many times sending Crystal to the university. Meng was surprised to learn that they broke up as Crystal had often said that they would get married once she completes her studies at the end of the year.

Meng did not know what to say but he knew that they should get out of the library before Crystal turn on the waterworks.

“Let’s go somewhere to talk.” Meng suggested.

“Let’s get a room at the Hotel 81 nearby.” Crystal stood up, sweeping her things into her bag quickly. Meng was surprised at the suggested venue but hurried after Crystal out of the library.

The hotel was only about two streets away from the university’s library. Throughout, Crystal just walked quickly and determinedly towards the hotel without saying much. When Meng broached the subject about an alternative venue or suggested that they stop at Starbucks for coffee, Crystal just ignored him.

When they reached the hotel, Meng was a little embarrassed due to the hotel’s reputation as a venue for clandestine sex. Crystal had already entered the hotel. But Meng paused outside the hotel, checking to see if there are any familiar faces nearby. Satisfied that he would not be seen by anyone he knew, he quickly entered the hotel after Crystal. Crystal seemed very familiar with booking a room at the hotel as she was already holding the key and proceeding towards the lift when Meng entered. Meng hurried after her into the lift.

“Erm. You been here before.” Meng stuttered, trying to start a conversation with the sullen Crystal. The lift doors opened and Crystal simply walked out. Meng followed hurriedly after her. They found the room just two doors away from the lift and entered.

Crystal turned on the lights, threw her bag onto the chair nearby, pulled Meng into the room and closed the door. She pulled off Meng’s haversack and pulled him in for a kiss. Meng tried to resist but Crystal merely hugged him tighter, her tongue forcing open his mouth as she attempted to french him.

“Wait, Crystal. What is this all about?” Meng finally managed to push Crystal off.

Crystal stood staring at Meng for a second before sitting down on the side of the bed, covering her face with her hands, sobbing.

“I am sorry. It is just that I am so upset that my boyfriend broke up with me and on the day before my exams, that I thought perhaps if I had sex with another man at our usual rendezvous, I would get over it. Sorry Meng. I was not thinking right.” Crystal sobbed.

“It is okay, Crystal.” Meng sat down beside her, his hand covered her hands, patting her slightly, comforting her. “I was confused but I understand now.” Meng pulled Crystal’s head to rest on his shoulders.

“You must be thinking that I am such a slut.” Crystal sobbed.

“No, I don’t think that. I totally understand.” Meng said gently.

“Then fuck me. Fuck me till I can forget about that man.” Crystal looked up and stared at Meng.

“I knew it. You think I am a slut. Or a bitch.” Crystal turned away. “I know everyone is talking behind my back about my boyfriend being so much older. That I must be a slut, a bitch or whatever. Even you, Meng, whom I thought was my best friend in the uni think the same.”

“No, I don’t think so. I love you Crystal. If you did not have a boyfriend, I would have gone after you.” Meng confessed truthfully. Crystal was pretty and intelligent. What is there not to like about her. Many of their classmates would have gone after Crystal except they know that they could not compare to Crystal’s rich and successful boyfriend.

“Then prove it. Fuck me. Fuck me till I forget about him and only think about you.” Crystal got up and removed her dress. Meng gulped as he saw for the first time that Crystal had a very sexy body with perky breasts, perfect globes of ass, smooth skin and long legs. She quickly removed her red bra and panties, revealing two already erect pink nipple and sa shaved pussy. Meng’s cock hardened and strained against his jeans, making him uncomfortable.

Crystal pushed him down on the bed and began kissing him again. With lust overcoming him, Meng pushed Crystal away and quickly removed his clothes, his erect cock freed at last. Taking the initiative, he pushed Crystal back onto the bed and got on top of her, savouring her lips, breasts and pussy in turn. As he ravaged Crystal with his tongue, Crystal moaned in pleasure.

“Just fuck me!” Crystal was losing patience. Meng spread her legs and pushed his hard cock into her shaved pussy. As it entered the tight and warm hole, Crystal moaned even louder. Once it was fully engulfed, Meng took a moment to enjoy the pleasurable sensation. He started fucking her, harder and faster as Crystal grunted out sighs of pleasure with each thrust. He leaned on top of Crystal, kissing her, fucking her missionary style as his cock slides in and out of her. It did not take long before both of them reached their heights of pleasure. With Crystal moaning louder and louder, and Meng increasing his pace, both of them orgasmed at the same time. Meng shot his load into Crystal’s waiting womb, warming her insides with his semen.

Exhausted, Meng collapsed onto Crystal, giving her a small peck on the cheek. But Crystal was not satisfied. She pushed Meng onto his back and started sucking on his now flaccid cock, coated with their cum. She pulled and tugged at his cock, willing it to be hard again.

“What is it Crystal?” Meng gathered that Crystal was unhappy.

“Can you get it up again? I want to fuck some more.” Crystal continued jerking on Meng’s flaccid cock.

“I need to rest a while. We just fucked.” Meng tried to explain.

“You are so weak. My boyfriend can fuck me at least five times a night. And you are done after one time?” Crystal seemed exasperated.

“I can fuck you more than 5 times. I just need a rest.” Meng said defensively.

Crystal got up and rummaged in her bag. Meng was mesmerised by Crystal’s back and her perfect ass. His cock finally awakened.

“Crystal, see my cock is ready for second round.” Meng announced proudly.

Crystal returned with a blister pack containing 4 blue tablets and another with 2 yellow tablets. “Here, take these.” Meng took one tablet each and washed it down with a glass of water.

“What were they?” Meng asked, belatedly realising that he should have asked before taking them.

“Viagra and Cialis. My boyfriend takes them. Now fuck me till I am satisfied.” Crystal commanded.

“Get on my cock then.” Meng pulled Crystal towards him as she positioned herself onto his hard cock. She sat down slowly, feeling his hard cock enter her waiting hole. Once it was fully in, she rocked herself forward slowly, feeling his warm cock stretching her vagina walls before gyrating backwards. As she rode him, Meng sat up to suck on her beautiful tits again. This time, it took longer before both of them orgasmed again. As Meng shot his second load into her, he held onto her tight, enjoying the pulsating sensation as his cock send its second army into her womb.

When Crystal got off him, Meng was surprised that his cock was still hard. He mentally thanked whoever invented Viagra and Cialis before pushing Crystal on all fours and entering her from behind.

“Argh! So fast?” Crystal was surprised.

“I told you I am younger and stronger than your boyfriend. Sorry. Ex-boyfriend. I am gonna fuck you so many times that you will no longer think of him.” Meng was determined that he will outperform Crystal’s boyfriend.

Smacking her perfect ass, he fucked her harder then ever before in doggy style. The tablets seemed to not only have made his cock hard but has increased his lust for sex. He was pushing his cock harder and faster into Crystal and he could hear her appreciation as she screamed louder and louder with each thrust. Holding on to her hips tightly, he shot his third load into Crystal.

He did not allow Crystal to rest but simply flipped her over and raised his legs over his shoulders. Half standing, he pushed down his cock deep into Crystal’s pussy. Crystals’ body was only supported by her upper body as her ass was raised high into the air.

“What the fuck is this position?” Crystal gasped.

“This is the ‘make sure I pour all my semen into you and make you mine’ position.” Meng panted as he fucked her mercilessly. His beads of perspiration were now dripping all over Crystal’s breasts. As he pushed deeper and deeper, he felt his balls contract again, and he released his fourth load into her.

He released her and she lied down on the bed, seemingly exhausted and satisfied. He sat down on the bed and wiped his perspiration off. After shooting his fourth load, his cock had finally become soft again. I can’t lose to an old man, he thought to himself. He stood up and walked to the side table where the remaining tablets were. He popped in another Viagra and gave his cock a few quick strokes. Pleased that his cock hard become hard again, he pulled Crystal up from the bed and pushed her to face the window, drawing the curtains aside.

“Look, there’s our university. If any of our classmates or teachers are looking out of the windows, they will see me fucking you.” Meng whispered in Crystal’s ear, before ramming his hard cock into her pussy again.

Crystal’s breasts were pressed flat against the window as Meng pushed against her. As her pleasure grew, she became weaker. Her whole body, including her face were pressed against the windows and she could clearly see the cars and pedestrians below her. If anyone looked up now or as Meng said, if anyone in the nearby buildings were to look out of the window, they would see her naked body and Meng fucking her from behind.

She wanted to tell Meng to stop but Meng was already ready to ejaculate in her again. He gave a final, deep thrust before finishing a fifth load into her. Crystal could feel his semen flooding her womb again, joining the earlier batches of cum. But this time, as she was standing up, most of it leaked out of her pussy when Meng pulled his cock out.

Meng sat down on the bed and motioned her to come to him. He helped her straddle him and pushed his cock into her while she was sitting down facing him. He sank his head between her breasts, as he bounced her as he fucked her. Feeling that he needed to go in deeper, he stood up, carrying her. With her body weight pushing down, Crystal could feel Meng’s cock impaling into her, going far deeper than before. She screamed in pleasure as his cock touched pleasure points that she was not aware of before. Hearing Crystal’s screams, Meng could not hold back anymore and shot his load into her.

By now, both of them were too exhausted. They laid on the bed, Crystal in Meng’s arm as he fondled her hair.

“Are you satisfied yet, Crystal?” Meng asked softly.

“Yes. You are the best, Meng. I only want you to be my boyfriend now.” Crystal cuddled closer to Meng.

“Then I need you to let me fuck you some more. I think I took too much Viagra. My cock is still hard.” Meng took Crystal’s hand to caress his cock.

“This engineering maths stuff is just too hard. Why the fuck do I need to know the depth and speed of this stupid drill anyway?” Titus groaned. Distracted, he clicked on Edge and keyed in his favourite porn site to see what was new. It was a disappointing period for porn with nothing interesting uploaded the last 2 days. He was hoping that there will be new videos from his favourite Japanese mature women category uploaded today.

“Yes!” Finally, there was a new video from one of his favourite JAV actress on having sex with her brother-in-law. The show started with the sister-in-law being bored and lonely at home as her husband was out on a business trip. In the first scene, she used a dildo to pleasure herself. Titus watched intently as she pushed the dildo deeper into her cunt with one hand, moaning louder as it inches into her. With her other hand, she squeezes her own breasts, her fingers circling round her erect nipples.

Titus pulled down his shorts and grabbed his already hard cock with one hand, slowly stroking it. With the other, he fumbled for his airpods trying to get them into his ears as he turned up the volume. He got them in just in time as the actress arched her back upwards, exposing her cunt and squirting a stream of love juice high up in the air with a satisfying groan of pleasure. Titus could feel his own cock pulsating with pleasure, on the brink of releasing its own love juice. He squeezed it tighter, willing it to subside as he wanted to prolong his pleasure.

The scene now turned to the arrival of the younger brother-in-law. Titus fast-forwarded the clip till he reached the part where the actress was trying to seduce the brother-in-law. In the scene, the actress purposely spilled soup onto the brother-in-law’s crotch and persuaded him to take a bath. While he was in the bath, she went in as well and gave him a blow job. Titus was watching intently, his hand stroking his hard cock furiously, as a stream of cum flew across the actress’s face and on top of her F-cup breasts. Perspiring, he took off his shirt and continued watching the clip, his hand never leaving his hard cock.

The next scene was in the bedroom. The brother-in-law had already overcome his initial reluctance and was in a missionary position with the actress on the bed. They switched position to doggy style with the brother-in-law thrusting his cock savagely into the actress. With each thrust, the brother-in-law grunted loudly matching the actress’ screams of pleasure. The final act was a cowgirl position. The actress sat on top of the brother-in-law, riding him, gyrating her hips. Her huge breasts bounced up and down with the actor trying hard to hold them in his hands. The actor then sat up, burying his head between the breasts. Titus had been stroking his cock furiously all this time and he knew he could not last much longer. He decided to finish off by using his Tenga egg masturbator which he had bought from Donki. He hit the pause button and pulled off his airpods. In his haste, he stumbled over his shorts. He pulled them off before reaching for the drawer by his door to retrieve his masturbation sleeve.

As he pulled off the wrappings, he heard a woman moaning. At first, he thought the clip had resumed and it was coming from his laptop. But it was coming from outside his room and the voice was from his sister-in-law. He opened his door softly and approached the bedroom of his brother and sister-in-law. The room was closed but the sound was definitely his sister-in-law’s and coming from within the room.

His brother was in Malaysia for a business trip and will not be back till next week. Did his sister-in-law bring another man home in his brother’s absence? Titus opened the door a small crack to peer in. His sister-in-law, was lying down naked on her bed with her knees bent and legs spread open. One of her hands was pushing in a dildo into her cunt while the other was caressing her breasts. She was moaning loudly as her hand pushed her dildo into her. Alternating between arching her back and squeezing her legs together, she seems to be approaching her breaking point.

There was no one else in the room. His sister-in-law also seemed to be oblivious to her surroundings. With his cock still rock hard and lust unabated, he entered the room and closed the door silently. He walked over to the end of the bed and had a full view of his sister-in-law’s cunt. The flesh-coloured dildo was covered in glistening love juice as his sister-in-law pressed it against her clitoris, seemingly milking it for even more juice. Her sister-in-law had her eyes closed, clearly immersed in her own world of pleasure. She was increasing the pace of the dildo now, and her back was arched even higher, her legs clamping the dildo to increase her pleasure.

Titus climbed onto the bed and forcefully spread open her legs. He took her hand and removed the dildo, throwing it aside. “What!” Titus heard the shocked response from his sister-in-law but took no notice. Without another word, he positioned his hard cock onto her cunt and pushed it in.

“Arghh!” His siter-in-law moaned, as Titus’ cock slid into her well-lubricated love tunnel that was vacated by the dildo only moments ago. But Titus’ cock was larger than the dildo’s. His cock met with resistance in the last couple of inches. He lifted her legs up and pushed his cock down, plunging it deep into her cunt, right up to the hilt. This was met with another moan of pleasure from his sister-in-law. “That’s so deep. You are going right through me!”

Pulling her legs down, he laid on top of her, slowly fucking her in missionary. His hands were now free to squeezed those soft breasts, and his fingers squeezed the nipples erect. It was just like the scene that he had just watched. His sister-in-law’s breasts were not F-cup, but they were a decent C-cup. He licked her nipples, eliciting moans of pleasure as he slowly slides his cock in and out of her.

Deciding to act out the movie he just watched, he turned his sister-in-law onto all fours, facing the head of the bed. He stood at the end of the bed and fucked her from behind, doggy style. As his cock thrusted into her, he could see his cock covered in her love juice. He climbed on top of her, causing his cock to rub even harder against her clitoris.

“Arghh! This is so good! Never been fucked like this before.” His sister-in-law gushed.

In this position, Titus was panting with each thrust. He also knew he would not be able to hold off cumming for long. He got off from her and laid down on the bed to rest. But his sister-in-law did not want it to end. She straddled him and guided his cock into her, riding him in cowgirl position.

Titus could feel his balls tightening and the tip of his cock tingling. He sat up and suck on his sister-in-law’s breasts, before leaning forward for a kiss. She continued to ride his cock, bringing him closer to the brink with each forward thrust, squeezing him tighter with her vagina walls. Her tongue invaded his mouth, searching for and finding his tongue, tasting and rubbing against it.

Titus could hold back no longer. He hugged his sister-in-law tightly, as he pushed his cock up for a final thrust. She responded by pushing herself down, forcing his cock even deeper into her, squeezing his cock even harder. He exploded in her, his cock pulsating with pleasure as the warm cum flooded her love tunnel. He rested his head onto those soft breasts as she pulled him in closer, sharing their bodily warmth.

“What a great show! We should do a threesome when I am back from Malaysia.” A familiar voice broke the silence.

Titus looked up and saw that behind his sister-in-law, on the dressing table at the end of the bed, a laptop was opened and his brother was on the screen. To his horror, he realised that his sister-in-law was having video sex with his brother when he entered the room. And he had just fucked his brother’s wife while he was still on the video call.

“Shit! I can explain everything! Sorry, bro! Shit!” Titus got up quickly from the bed and was incoherent, unable to think how to explain this to his brother properly.

“Don’t worry. It is okay. My wife was lonely and horny without me in Singapore. She would have fucked someone else. Better you than someone else.” His brother laughed. “Anyway, I enjoyed the show too. See!” His brother turned the camera to show himself naked and a wad of tissue next to himself. His brother just jerked off to seeing him fucked his wife!

“I gotta go wash up. We have to schedule for the next show. See you for now.” His brother gave him a thumbs up before cutting off the video call.

His sister-in-law cuddled him from behind. “Don’t worry. Your brother is very understanding. This is going to be so fun! Now I won’t be lonely any more when your brother goes for his business trip. What’s this?”

Titus looked up and saw that his sister-in-law was holding up his Tenga egg. “Erh…this is my masturbator toy.”

“Were you using this when you came into my room?” His sister-in-law smiled mischiveiously.

“No. Of course not.” Titus stammered. “I was doing maths. Calculating the depth and speed of the drill.”

“Well, you certainly don’t need this toy now.” His sister-in-law threw the egg into the bin. “And I also won’t need this toy too.” Picking up the dildo, she also threw that into the bin. “Now calculate how deep and fast you can drill that cock of yours into my hole.”

“Finally, we finished our project! Time to celebrate!” Ace punched the air with his fist as he clicked on the submit button. “Fuck the uni! Fuck Prof Edward and his stupid project!”

Ben, Chloe and Damien laughed at Ace who is always acting the clown. Damien got up and returned with 3 cans of Carlsberg Special Brew and a Coke. “Right! Let’s toast to the end of the semester!”

“Wah lao! Why I get Coke? I also want beer. You see me no up is it?” Chloe pouted, her luscious lips became even redder, contrasting with her pale, porcelain, smooth skin.

“You drink beer meh?” Ben asked, eyeing her curiously.

“No, but today is different mah. Finish project must celebrate what.” Chloe retorted.

“You drunk how? Don’t ask me to carry you home, okay.” Ben elbowed her playfully. Chloe squealed as she bent down to avoid Ben. But Ben was only interested in how Chloe’s large breasts were swaying freely like a pendulum in her loose red blouse. From his angle, he could see the deep cleavage clearly. He smacked his lips and licked off the beer on his lips.

“Take a sip from mine.” Ben offered.

“And drink your saliva? Fuck no.” With her sweetest smile, Chloe turned to the owner of the house. “Damien, will you please get me a beer?”

“Okay, but don’t blame me if you get drunk.” Damien replied, getting up again to go to the kitchen. “Thanks for being such a sweetie.” Chloe called out. Turning to Ben, she pouted “Unlike some people who are utter brutes.”

“Here, your beer. And I brought some more for the rest of you.” Damien returned with several more cans.

“You know, if you don’t want to get drunk, you need to drink your very first can of beer very quickly in one shot.” Ace looked at Chloe seriously. “It makes the body resistant to alcohol after that first initial shock.”

“Is it?” Chloe pulled off the tab and the beer started foaming around the opening. “Quick. Suck up the foam and pour everything into your mouth.” Ace shouted.

Chloe did as instructed, but she choked at the last mouthful and spluttered beer onto the floor and bits of foam on her lips.

Everyone laughed at her. “Stupid Chloe got tricked by Ace again. You drink so fast, you sure get drunk. This is Carlsberg’s Special Brew, alcohol content higher than usual Tiger, you know.” Ben shook his head at Chloe’s stupidity.

“Alright. Let’s not fight.” Damien tried to act the peacekeeper. “My brother brought back some good soju from Korea last week. Let’s drink that and celebrate.”

“I love soju.” Chloe sang out. Ace and Ben looked at each other and smiled. Chloe seemed to be already high with one can of beer.

“Soju is not for little girls. Here, drink Coke.” Ace pushed the can of Coke in front of Chloe.

“No, I can drink Soju.” Chloe rebutted angrily. “Then drink another can of beer first to prove that you can take it.” Ace responded.

Without missing a beat, Chloe opened up another can and drank up the whole can. She burped loudly before turning the can upside down triumphantly “See.”

Ace and Ben smiled at each other. Chloe was so predictable and so easily tricked.

Damien returned with the soju and everyone took a bottle. Chloe took a sip and made a face. “Yucks. This tastes horrible.”

“See. You are still a baby. Go home and drink your milk lah.” Alex teased her.

“Fuck you!” Chloe retorted and poured the whole bottle down her throat, gagging and choking as she did so.

“Wah! So brave! Another bottle?” Ace pushed another bottle to Chloe. “Or you prefer Coke?”

“Stop it lah, Ace. She drink like that, she will get drunk.” Damien tried to take the bottle away from Chloe but was too late. She tilted back her head to drink the second bottle. Once she finished, she stared blankly at the three boys, smiled briefly and dropped down to lay on the sofa, drunk.

“Stupid Chloe.” Ace laughed. “So easy to manipulate her.”

“Ace, you are really an idiot. You get her so drunk, now how? You sending her back or what?” Damien was worried.

“Don’t worry. She sleep for a while, she will be okay.” Ace went over and shook Chloe. “Hey, wake up. Don’t sleep here, Chloe.”

Chloe opened her eyes. “So hot. Sit further away lah, Ace.”

“You get up. Don’t sleep here.” Ace pulled Chloe to sit up on the sofa. Chloe rested her head on Ace’s shoulders. “So hot.”

“So hot then what you want to do? Take off your clothes?” Ace joked.

Chloe pushed herself off Ace and started unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her C-cup breasts housed in a lacy black bra that accentuated her white skin and her deep cleavage.

“Woah!” Ace exclaimed, clearly excited. “Still hot?”

“Hmm. Yeah.” Chloe replied lazily, intoxicated.

Ace held her bra-covered breast, feeling the lacy materials. Squeezing her breasts lightly, “I think you should remove these too. Let me help you, okay?”

Chloe nodded in agreement and Ace reached behind her, unhooking her bra. When the breasts were exposed, the three boys only stared in silence. Chloe was sexy and attractive, but until today, they have only regarded her as a project mate. Seeing her exposed breasts changed that relationship altogether.

“Still hot.” Chloe whimpered. Ace moved closer to Chloe, resting his hands onto her bare breasts, squeezing them softly. He blew softly onto her face and down her neck, making sure not to touch her.

“So nice. Blow me some more.” Ace blew his way slowly down to her cleavage, his fingers now squeezing her nipples gently, tracing circles around them. Chloe moaned softly. Ace blew further down, to her stomach. Reluctantly, he took his hands away from the perfect mounds of flesh and worked to remove her denim jeans. They were tight and he had a difficult time trying to peel them away. As a reward for his efforts, he laid his eyes on Chloe’s matching black lacy panties. He pulled them off easily and realised that it was already soaked with Chloe’s love juice. He put them to his nose and sniffed it.

“Don’t be a pervert, Ace.” Ben whispered hoarsely. “Here, take it. I know you want to smell it too.” Ace handed the panties to Ben.

Ace leaned down to focus on Chloe’s lower body. Chloe had trimmed her pubic area with only a small patch of hair in an otherwise smooth nether region. He licked the inner thighs slowly, inching his way slowly toward her vagina.

“What are you doing?” Chloe seems to be finally aware of Ace. “Blowing you, like you requested.” Ace responded before moving quickly to lick her vagina, his tongue invading the hole in quick short jabs.

Chloe gasped in response, the alcohol and pleasure took over her consciousness. Ace continue to attack her breasts with his hands while his tongue focused on her vagina. Chloe was moaning lounder as her pleasure mounts. Ace finally found her clitoris between the folds of her vagina. Alternating between jabbing and licking it, Ace expertly drove Chloe closer to the edge. She clutched Ace’s head tightly and arching her back, she whispered hoarsely “I am cumming! Argh!”, before squirting directly onto Ace’s face and hair.

“Fuck! Did you just pee on me!” Ace shouted.

“Fuck you lah, Ace! That’s women’s cum. She just climaxed.” Ben laughed. “Never fuck a squirter before meh? Or see that in porn?”

Ace rubbed the liquid off his face and smelled it. “Smell like pee though. Shit! I got that on my shirt too!”

“Take off your clothes and put it in the washing machine. Take Chloe’s clothes too.” Damien walked over to the sofa to clean up Chloe’s love juice.

“I am going to take a bath. Fuck this stupid Chloe.” Ace started towards the bathroom in the kitchen. “If it is pee, you should help Chloe take a bath too.” Damien said, still focused on removing stains on the sofa.

“Come on, Chloe. Let’s get you washed up.” Ace pulled Chloe up and with her arms around his shoulders, walked her to the bathroom.

Ben helped clear away the beer cans and soju bottles. As Damien was still busy cleaning the sofa, he walked over to the bathroom to see how Ace and Chloe were doing.

Ace was standing naked at one corner of the bathroom, directing the shower of water at Chloe who was sitting on another corner, drenched in water.

“Wah lao! This is not how you help Chloe take a bath lah, Ace!” Ben laughed.

“Hey, this is how I washed my dog lor. She’s a bitch. No difference.” Ace smirked.

“She’s got a chee bye. She’s a pussy, not a dog.” Ben smiled wryly.

“You so smart, you bathe her lah.” Ace handed the shower head over to Ben. He then stood directly in front of Chloe and positioned his cock in front of her. Ben thought maybe Ace wanted Chloe to suck his cock. Instead, Ace opened Chloe’s mouth and sent a stream of hot, yellow piss into her mouth. “Drink some hot chrysanthemum tea, Chloe.”

Chloe choked on the pee, turning her head away. Ace laughed and continued peeing all over her hair, face and body, shaking his cock and splashing urine all over.

“Fuck you, Ace. You splashed urine all over me too.” Ben scolded.

“Let’s all just take a bath together. I got pee all over me too.” Ben turned around and saw that Damien had already taken off his clothes and was about to enter the bathroom.

As the four naked youths stood in the bathroom, there was an awkward silence.

“Okay, this is a bit gay.” Ace broke the silence. “I am taking a bath with 2 other guys and all three of us are hard.”

“Well, it is a good opportunity to prove once and for all why I am called ‘Big Ben’. My cock is bigger than both of yours.”

“Stop it, you too.” Damien interceded. “Just help Chloe take a bath quickly and then we can take our baths.”

“Alright. Stand up, Chloe.” Ace supported Chloe with her arms on her shoulders as Ben took some Johnson’s & Johnson’s body soap to clean her up. As he soaped her, he became aroused and started rubbing his body against her. He slipped his hard cock between her ass crack and rubbed against her.

“Woah. You into anal sex?” Ace was surprised.

“Yeah. Tighter than a cunt. You try that before?” Ben replied.

“Never. But always wanted to try.”

“You try after I am done.” Ben smirked. “You can take my sloppy seconds.”

“No way. I fucked her chee bye.” Ace decided.

“No, you already had your turn. I should fuck her from the front.” Damien interjected. “Don’t forget. I am the owner of the house and have the privilege.”

Damien pulled Ace away and positioned his hard cock into Chloe, lubricating his cock first with the soap from Chloe’s body. It slipped in easily and was rewarded with a small gasp of pleasure from Chloe.

“What are all of you doing?” Chloe whispered. “Fucking you. You like?” Ben whispered into her ears before positioning his hard cock, now lathered in soap at her anal entrance. He pushed his cock hard into her, jamming it all the way in, with one vicious plunge. Chloe screamed in pain, totally unprepared for the entry into her anus. She pushed herself forward, only to impale herself deeper into Damien’s waiting hard cock. Sandwiched between the two, there was no escape for her. Damien and Ben took turns in pushing their cocks deeper into her as she transitioned between pain and pleasure. As she got used to the hard cock invading her anal, the pain subsided and her pleasure grew. She moaned louder and louder in pleasure as she co-ordinated her own body to rock in unison with the cocks in front and at the back of her.

Ace was stroking his hard cock furiously as he watched his friends fucking Chloe. “Wah lao. My turn liao. Cannot like that one. Not fair leh.”

Ben laughed. “You can fuck her when I am done. But I don’t think I will be done soon. She damn good fuck. Tight like a virgin.”

“Then I fuck you.” Ace made a decision.

“Can, you faggot.” Ben responded. “Feel free to fuck my ass.”

“You fuck Chloe’s ass, I fuck your ass. What’s the difference? If I faggot, you also faggot.” Ace pumped out a generous amount of the body soap and coated it all over his hard cock. Without another word, he pushed his cock into Ben’s ass.

“Fuck!, You fucking idiot!” Ben screamed. “You gay or what?”

But Ace was too horny to care. His cock just needed a release whether from a man’s ass or a women’s ass. He pumped himself hard several time quickly into Ben and before Ben could react, he shot his load into Ben, hugging him tightly from behind. This surprised Ben and he lost control, ejaculating his load into Chloe’s ass.

“Shit! You came in me, you bloody idiot!” Ben shouted. “What’s wrong with you?”

“That’s for not letting me fuck Chloe first.” Ace retorted. His cock was still hard. He walked behind Damien who was still fucking Chloe and pushed his cock into his ass.

“Woah! What the fuck!” Damien shouted in surprise. “Just enjoy and go with the flow. Just happy ending for everyone at the end of the semester.” Ace whispered, as he thrust deeper into Damien. The pleasure from having his ass fucked caused Damien to erupt and emptied his seed into Chloe.

Satiated, the boys started to wash up. With everyone dressed, they settled down to watching Netflix in the living room while waiting for Chloe to wake up from her alcoholic stupor.

Chloe yawned. “Did I fall asleep? I had the weirdest dream ever.”

“Oh. What did you dream of?” Ace asked.

“I dreamed that all of us had sex in the bathroom.” Chloe replied.

“What a weird dream.” Damien avoided Chloe’s eyes before adding. “That’s not possible. My bathroom’s too small for that.”

“Yeah. If I wanted all of you to fuck me, I would prefer to do it in the bedroom.” Chloe smiled seductively. “I wonder if you boys are up for it. It will be a nice happy ending for everyone at the end of the semester.”

The door opened and Firdaus entered the flat with his girlfriend Nurul. His elder brother, Farid and his girlfriend, Syaz, were watching Netflix in the living room.

“Eh. I thought you were working tonight?” Firdaus had thought that his brother would not be home.

“The work schedule changed. Why? You never cared whether I am working or not?” Farid eyed his brother suspiciously. Seeing Nurul looking very embarrassed, Farid quickly guessed what his younger brother was up to. “Is it inconvenient for me to be around?” he teased.

“No. Not at all. We are just going to be doing our project work in the room.” Firdaus answered hesitantly. He quickly led Nurul towards the bedroom that he shared with Firdaus, closing the door behind them.

“Your brother thought you are not around and brought his girlfriend home to fuck.” Syaz nudged Farid knowingly. “Should we make go out and give them some privacy?”

“You think I don’t know?” Farid smirked. “That boy thinks he damn smart, getting into poly. But he is just a nerd. That girl Nurul is his first girlfriend. They got together only 2 weeks ago. Maybe he still virgin. Might be fun to see how he loses his virginity.”

“You are so evil.” Syaz laughed. “You think Firdaus still virgin? He already in poly, you know. But the girl looks so innocent. Maybe she also virgin.” 

Farid turned down the volume of the television set. He motioned Syaz to follow him, with a finger on his lips. The two of them stood outside the bedroom door, their ears pressed against the door. They could hear the young couple in the room talking in soft voices.

“I don’t want to do this, not with your brother outside.” Nurul said in a soft voice.

“But we agreed that we will have sex today. I already bought condoms and lube and everything.” Firdaus protested.

“I know. But I didn’t know your brother will be here. It will be so embarrassing.” Nurul sounded upset.

“It is okay. They are outside busy watching show. Come on. We have been planning this for so long. Please.” Firdaus begged.

 “My brother is such a loser.” Farid whispered to Syaz, as she giggled softly at Firdaus’ imploring tone. She almost felt sorry for him.

There was a long silence. Farid and Syaz pressed their ears closer to the door but could not hear anything. Then they heard Firdaus cursed. “Fuck! I need help with this.”

Farid opened the door to the bedroom and found both Firdaus and Nurul naked on the bed. Nurul was lying on her back with her legs bent at the knees and spread apart. Firdaus was between her legs, trying to put a condom on his limp cock.

“Fuck! Farid! Don’t you know how to knock!” Firdaus screamed, trying desperately to cover themselves with the blanket.

“Oh, come on now. I heard you needed help, so I came in quickly to help my dearest brother.” Farid smiled. He whipped out his handphone, swiped off the blanket with one hand and took a few quick shots of the naked couple.

“Fuck you, Farid! What are you doing?” Firdaus shouted. “Give me the phone!”

“Just helping you, Firdaus. Calm down.” Farid, who was taller and stronger than Firdaus, kept him away at arm’s length. “Now just continue with what you are doing and I will help you, like a good brother.”

“Stop fucking around, Farid.” Firdaus was angry now. “Give me the phone!”

“If you don’t continue doing what you are doing, I will post this on social media.” Farid threatened.

“Stop it, Firdaus! Please! Just do what he says.” Nurul whimpered, her eyes red.

“Listen to your girlfriend, Firdaus. We are all trying to help.” Farid pretended to care. “Here, sit down on the bed here with me. You virgin, right? Let me teach you.”

Firdaus looked at Nurul’s pleading eyes and knew what was going through her mind. If the photos go online, she will suffer greatly. For now, perhaps it is better to go along with Farid. He knows Farid is always taunting him, but he doesn’t believe that Farid will harm him as long as he does not antagonize him. Maybe Nurul is right.

Firdaus sat down next to Farid resignedly. Nurul sat up too, covering her breasts with her arms.

“Well, both of you are virgins, right? You are so lucky that I am here with Syaz to guide you into lovemaking.” Farid seems to be enjoying his role as sex guru. “You need to get your cock hard before you can put on a condom. Nurul, help him by sucking his cock.”

“I don’t know how.” Nurul looked close to tears.

“Let me help.” Syaz stepped forward and knelt down in front of Firdaus. She took his cock in her mouth and expertly suck on his cock, squeezing the base of his cock with her encircled fingers, jerking it lightly. Firdaus let out a small moan, his cock hardening quickly.

“Now I show you how to pleasure Nurul, Firdaus. Watch carefully.” Farid’s eyes gleamed with lust as he pushed Nurul down onto the bed and got between her legs, licking slowly from her inner thighs towards her cunt. Nurul gasped in pleasure as Farid’s tongue got closer to her entrance. Spreading the swollen lips carefully, Farid found her mound and attacked it relentlessly, jabbing it forcefully with his warm tongue as Nurul clutched the bedsheets as waves of pleasure flowed through her.

But Firdaus was not learning from Farid. His eyes were closed. He was lost in his own pleasure as Syaz continued her blowjob. Her head was moving faster along the length of his cock as Firdaus thrusted against her. He held onto her shoulders and with a violent thrust forward, he shot his load into her, filling her mouth with his seed. He held onto Syaz head, his pleasure slowly subsiding as his cock grew limp.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Syaz licking his cock, savoring the last bits of his semen. She smiled at him, “That was a huge load.” Taking off her clothes, she pushed him down on the bed, stroking his cock. When his cock became hard again, she straddled him, guiding his cock into her. She sighed in satisfaction as she felt his hard cock filling her hole.

Firdaus managed a quick look and saw Farid lying on top of Nurul, fucking her in a missionary position, before Syaz leaned down to kiss him, blocking his vision. He felt a flash of anger that his brother was fucking his girlfriend but it was quickly replaced by the pleasure emanating from his cock as Syaz rode him, forcing his cock deeper and deeper into the warm recesses of her womb. He thrusted upwards in time with Syaz, and with each thrust, Syaz moaned louder and louder in pleasure. Syaz leaned backwards, gyrating even more violently, before screaming in pleasure, with her fountain of love juice erupting. Seeing this display, Firdaus could not hold back anymore and thrusting one final time, he ejaculated into Syaz.

Syaz collapsed onto Firdaus, exhausted. Firdaus too was soaked in perspiration and was too tired to move. He laid there, feeling his cock grow limp before plopping out of Syaz body. He could feel warm juices leaking out of Syaz’s body. At that moment, he realized with horror that he had not worn a condom and he might have impregnated Syaz.

He pushed Syaz to the side. “Hey Syaz. Sorry. I did not wear a condom. Is it okay?”

Farid came over to his side and whispered, “It is okay. I also did not wear a condom and came in Nurul.”

Firdaus turned to look at Nurul, her legs spread open with white semen flowing out of her cunt.

“See, I told you I will help you because I am your brother. Syaz and I have trained both of you how to fuck. Now go over and fuck Nurul. If she is pregnant, we will never know whether it is your child or mine. I am going to do the same to Syaz.”

“Welcome home, the new Mrs Lee!” Sean’s father gushed happily as he led his new bride into the large living room. “Let’s go up and try the new bed!”

“Oh, you dirty old man! All you think about is sex.” The newly wedded Mrs Lee was obviously faking displeasure as she giggled seductively and pulled naughtily at Sean’s father, leading him up the stairs to the bedrooms.

Sean just stared after his father as he disappeared together with his new wife into their bedroom. He turned his attention back to the other person sitting nonchalantly in the living room, his new stepsister, Sophia.

Sean’s mother passed away when he was still a baby. Since then, his father, a successful businessman had been regularly bringing home different woman back to their home. He was used to all these “aunties” coming and going. None seemed to last very long, at most about a year. He was thus surprised that his father decided to marry Sophia’s mother despite having known her for less than a month. All the previous “aunties” were telling him that they will soon be promoted to be his “mummy” but had never succeeded. There was something special about Sophia’s mother.

Sure, she had huge boobs, D cup at least, maybe much larger. But she also knows how to dress and talk seductively. He has seen the way she looked into his father’s eyes. They were like a doe’s eyes, so soft and gentle. Any man’s soul would melt staring into them.

This was only the third time that he had met Sophia. His dad brought Sophia to the house for the first time when he announced that he was marrying Sophia’s mother. He then met her at the Registry of Marriage two days ago. And today was when their parents held their traditional wedding dinner. They had not talked at all during the first two meetings, but Sean thought Sophia was pretty and sexy. Clearly, she had inherited some of her mother’s genes.

Sophia had large breasts, not as large as her mother’s, but definitely at least a C cup, much larger than most girls of her age. She was thin, which made her breasts even more prominent. She had a small waist and a well-rounded ass. Her curves could easily put her on a fashion walkway. But the most seductive feature were her thick, succulent red lips. Against the background of her pearly white smooth skin, she was like a Japanese AV model.

“So, where’s my room?” Sophia asked in a husky voice. That was the first time Sean had heard her voice. It was so sexy.

“Upstairs.” He croaked, his throat dry.

“Are you stupid? Of course it is upstairs. Did you think I am going to sleep in the servant’s room on the ground floor? Which room is it?”

“The one at the end of the corridor, facing the swimming pool.” Sean finally found his voice.

Sophia was silent for a while before speaking again, in a gentler tone. “Sorry for sounding harsh. I am not used to this, you know. Living with strangers.” She sighed before continuing. “Mum is always a hopeless romantic, falling in love with different men all the time. But I guess we are now family. We are the same age, so I won’t call you “Kor” even though you are a couple of months older than me. Cool?”

“Yeah, cool.” Sean cursed inwardly. Damn. Sophia had those doe’s eyes as well. He could feel his cock stirring in his pants. He tried calming his cock down by trying to list the letters of the alphabet backwards.

“Show me my room?” Sophia stood up, her round ass swaying seductively inside her tight pink jeans.

Sean quickly adjusted his hard cock in his jeans so that it would not be so obvious before Sophia could turn around. He walked past Sophia and caught a whiff of her scent. Damn. She smells so good, like some fruit ripening in the woods. They went up the stairs and when they passed their parents room, they heard Sean’s father groaning loudly in pleasure. “You like that, huh? You like that? You like my big cock fucking your tight hole?”

Sean turned red with embarrassment. He turned back to look at Sophia who clearly heard every word. “Your dad, huh? Dirty old man.” She smirked.

At that moment, Sophia’s mum could be heard moaning lustfully. “Fuck me harder. I want your cock in my tight hole.”

Sean smirked back at Sophia. “Your mum, huh? Dirty old woman.”

They looked at each other and then laughed. The ice was broken.

“You are cool.” Sophia smiled, her eyes twinkling. “And cute.”

Sean’s pulse quickened, the blood gushing down into his cock. “Yeah, I am always cool.” Sean croaked, his throat going all dry again.

“That’s my room?” Sophia tilted her head towards the room at the end of the corridor. Without waiting for an answer, Sophia opened the door of her room, revealing a large king-sized bed with a thick, fluffy, pink comforter.

“Nice. My favorite colour.” Sophia sat down on her bed, bouncing slightly, testing the springs of the bed. She leaned back and laid down on the bed. Her blouse became loose and Sean caught a peek of the white, flat stomach against the tight pink jeans.

Sean moved closer to the side of the bed. Lying down, Sophia’s breasts rose rhythmically with each breath. Maybe a D cup or larger, Sean corrected himself, viewing the twin towers from this new angle.

Sophia sat up suddenly and looked at Sean with her doe eyes again. She glanced downwards and giggle.

“You are just like your dad. Dirty old man.” Sophia giggle.

Sean looked down and realized with horror that despite him adjusting his cock earlier, it was still making an obvious tent in his jeans. “Fuck!”

“Yes, why not? Let’s give little Sean down there a breather.” Sophia cooed.

She unbuckled his belt and tried to pull down his jeans. “Ouch!” Sean cursed as his stiff cock got caught in his jeans.

Sophia giggled. “Who ask you to have such a big cock? You deserve it.” She pulled down his Calvin Kleins and pushed his cock down before releasing it. Sean’s erect cock snapped back, hitting his flat stomach with a dull thud.

“Fuck! That hurts!” Sean cursed. “This is not a toy, you know.”

“Well, it is going to be my sex toy.” Sophia smiled seductively. She grabbed Sean’s balls, tugging at them and pulling them closer, as she licked them carefully, slowly tracing the contours with her tongue.

Sean moaned as Sophia’s rough tongue caressed all his pleasure points. Sophia wrapped her longer slender fingers around Sean’s cock, caressing it seductively, scratching it lightly with her fingernails along its whole length. Sean held on to Sophia’s shoulders for support as strength oozed out of him, surrendering himself to Sophia’s expert ministrations. 

Sophia wrapped her fingers around Sean’s cock, applying pressure along it, adding to his pleasure as she continued her tea bagging. She pulled and tugged at his cock, changing the direction and pressure, reacting to Sean’s moans of pleasure and involuntary thrusting of his hips.

“I am gonna cum!” Sean groaned as he thrust forward, his hand holding Sophia’s head tight, as he shot a stream of semen into the air. Sophia had not expected it and could not move away in time as Sean was holding her head tightly against him. Some of the semen got into her face and hair.

“Can’t you at least give some warning the next time? You know how difficult it is to wash this off?” Sophia pouted.

“Sorry.” Sean apologized. He was disappointed too that he came so fast. But Sophia’s blowjob was just out of this world, he reasoned. No one could last more than 5 minutes with that kind of blowjob.

“Sorry not good enough.” Sophia stood up and pushed Sean onto her bed. She took off her clothes, revealing her large breasts and a shaved pussy.

Fuck! Sean thought to himself. Those are definitely D cups! And a shaved pussy! He had fantasized about them after seeing them in porn but he had never fucked a shaved pussy before. This was a dream come true. His cock stirred.

“Nice! I don’t have to do anything and you are already ready to be my sex toy.” Sophia gushed. She straddled Sean, guiding his hard cock into her waiting, wet pussy. Sean’s cock found the entrance to Sophia’s love hole easily. It slid in easily into the well-lubricated love tunnel but half-way in, it met with resistance.

“Argh! Your cock is so much larger than any other cock that I have.” Sophia grimaced. Her right hand held onto Sean’s shoulder for support, her nails digging deep in as she tried to bear the pain of Sean’s large implement entering her. She leaned forward, positioning herself for an easier entry as she slide backwards.

Slowly, Sean’s cock inched in, spreading the walls further apart. But it was not fully immersed yet. Sean felt the base of his cock and there was about a finger’s width of his cock still outside Sophia’s body. But Sophia is no longer moving as the pain was too much for her to bear. Sean was getting impatient. With his cock still impaled in her, Sean sat up and turned Sophia onto her back. Not listening to her objections, he forcefully thrust himself deep into her, closing that last bit of distance between them.

Sophia screamed in pain, pushing hard against Sean’s body. Her resistance was futile as Sean lifted her legs up over his shoulders, ramming himself deeper into her. He was overcome with lust and didn’t care anymore if he was causing his sister pain. He paused for a second to enjoy the sensation of his cock enveloped by the warm, tight love hole. He grinded himself against the smooth pussy, sliding his pubic hair against the pearly white skin. The tip of his cock twinged with pleasure as it rubbed against the innermost sanctum of Sophia’s womb. Sean slowly withdrew his cock, feeling his cock head traversed across the many pleasurable folds along the love tunnel. As the whole length is almost out, he slowly pushed his cock in again, new pleasurable sensations run from his cock throughout his whole body as his cockhead brushed against the folds from a different direction.

Sophia relaxed herself against Sean as the pain subsided, and was replaced by increasing pleasurable sensations as Sean’s cock filled her a second time. Her vagina was getting used to his length and girth now, adapting quickly to the size of Sean’s large cock. She moaned softly in pleasure and as Sean picked up his pace, her moans grew louder and louder.

Sean rocked himself against Sophia, grinding her against her bed. He pushed harder and harder, faster and faster. His perspiration is falling onto Sophia’s large breasts now and he leaned forwards, burying his face between them. Grunting, he pushed himself even harder, forcing Sophia to curl upwards like a ball. Ramming vertically down into her cunt, he released his second load of semen deep into Sophia’s womb, without wasting a single drop. Exhausted, he finally let go of Sophia, rolling off to one side, satisfied.

The two of them lay silent side by side, each satisfied for the moment, enjoying the slowly subsiding pleasures from their bodies.

“I always wanted to fuck a shaved pussy. This was a dream come true.” Sean confessed softly.

“I always wanted to fuck a brother. This was a dream come true. Kor.” Sophia confessed softly. Sean’s cock stirred. Incest. Now that was another of his favorite porn theme.

“Oh my. Look what have we here.” Sophia’s mother appeared at the door, naked, her large D cup breasts jiggling as she spoke.

Fuck. Sean cursed himself. They should have closed the door. Now how is he going to explain to his dad?

“Hmm. Looks like I don’t have to worry about the siblings not getting along. Shall we join them, Mrs Lee?” Sean’s dad appeared behind Sophia’s mother, his cock limp and swaying slightly.

“I want a taste of that young, huge dick.” Mrs Lee looked hungrily at Sean as she walked forwards.

“Okay. But my cock is still bigger and I don’t think you will find Sean a better fuck than me.” Sean’s dad countered.

“Well, Sophia already had a taste of Sean’s cock. Why don’t you fuck her and see whether she thinks you are better than Sean.” Sophia’s mother climbed onto the bed and whispered into Sean’s ear. “And you better tell me that I am a better fuck than Sophia.”

“Here’s your order. Thank you very much.” Hope smiled as she handed over the fries and a large Coke.

The young man with the red dyed hair and a black motorcycle jacket decked with silver chains and other accessories gave her an appreciative look and smiled sweetly at her. “Thanks. What time you knock off tonight?” He looked at her name tag before adding “Hope Lee?”

The manager of the fast food store walked over and stared at the young man quietly. The young man got the hint quickly, turned away and muttered “Thanks.”

“If that guy bothers you again, let me know.” The manager whispered to Hope softly. After making sure that there was no more trouble, the manager walked back to the kitchen.

It was already past midnight and there were few customers in the store. Hope saw that the young man had joined a table with another young man and two other young women. They were all about Hope’s age, late teens or early twenties at most. Maybe like her, they were still in poly, Hope thought to herself.

She had noticed that the other guy at the table had been there almost every night since she started working in the store a week ago. He had a boyish charm, and highlighted his hair blonde. Like the other few times that Hope had seen him, he was wearing a tight fitting t-shirt, with his chest, arm and abs making clear lines. Hope had hoped that he would order something so that she could have a chance to talk to him. But he was always seating there, speaking or texting. He talked very little to the rest, seeming to just bark orders at the group. Throughout the night, different men and women would join him at the table and then leave when he told them to. At about 3 or 4 am, the blonde hair guy will then leave the store.

Tonight was no different. The blonde hair guy was again sitting quietly. The two girls were trying to get him to talk to them as they locked their arms into his. They joked and laughed, rubbing their bodies close to him. But he did not seem interested. He did listen attentively when the red hair man spoke to him. The blonde hair guy looked up and scanned the restaurant before smiling at Hope. Hope heart melted on the spot. He actually smiled at me, she thought happily. And he looked so cute, like some K-Pop star. Hope felt her knees going weak as she held onto the counter for support.

But the blonde hair guy looked away almost immediately. Hope was disappointed. Was he interested in her? Her mind was confused and thought the night, she kept on looking at him, hoping that he would smile at her again. Like previous nights, the blonde hair guy continued to sit at his seat, looking at his phone intermittently. He did some texting and told the red hair guy something. The red hair guy gulped down the rest of his Coke and motioned the two girls to follow him. The two girls seemed reluctant to leave and tried holding on to the blonde guy. He brushed them off, taking little interest in them. A few minutes later, the blonde hair guy left the restaurant without even looking at Hope. Hope was devastated. The guy was not interested in her after all.

A few hours later, Hope punched out from her shift. It was tiring to work the midnight shift at the 24 hour McDonald’s in Bedok but it was only three bus stops away from her home so it was not so bad. The work is light too. As she walked out of the restaurant, she saw the blonde guy leaning against the wall a short distance away. He was smoking a cigarette and when he saw her, he spat the cigarette on the floor before stubbing it out with his foot.

“I give you a lift home.” He did not even wait for an answer before he took her hand and pulled her into the doorway leading to the basement carpark of the shopping mall. Hope followed him to his motorcycle and they were soon speeding out of the carpark. “Let’s go for breakfast.” He was taking charge of the situation and did not seem to care whether Hope agreed to it or not. “Hold on tight.” He commanded Hope, grabbing her hands around his waist tightly. Hope was ecstatic. Here she was holding on to this cute guy whom she had a crush on. She did not even care if he was a total stranger as she hugged him tighter, her head resting on his strong back as she felt his hard abs through the t-shirt. She wondered if she dared to reach lower and touch his manhood. She blushed immediately at the dirty thoughts flowing through her head.

They stopped behind a row of shophouses in Geylang. Hope mused that her lift home had actually brought her further away. He pulled her along again, before sitting her at a table in a coffee shop. He motioned to an auntie walking past and she nodded silently. A couple of minutes later, the auntie brought them two sets of buttered toast and coffee. Hope tried to talk to the guy a couple of times but he just motioned her to eat her toast, refusing to talk to her. She gave up and they ate in silence.

“Finished? Let’s go up.” Again, without waiting for an answer, he pulled her up and led her up a flight of steps at the back of the coffee shop. He pulled her into a small room before locking the door after them. The room was dimly lit by a pair of red lights shining from an alter. There was also a desk with a laptop on it, a couple of white plastic storage boxes with clothes piled in it and a mattress on the floor. It seems to be a temporary bedroom of sorts.

He pushed her onto the mattress and roughly pulled off her jeans and panties. Realising that her shoes got in the way, he wrenched them off her feet but he did not bother to take off her socks. He unzipped his jeans and pulled them down just enough to expose his hard cock. In the dim red light, his cock looked monstrous. Hope was filled with both fear and lust. With his jeans still around his thighs, the blonde guy spitted onto his hands and lubricated his cock with his saliva. He lifted Hope’s legs, spreading them out before leaning forward, aiming his love spear directly onto its target.

“Fuck!” He cursed as his cock met with resistance. He tilted his body forward as he tried to push his cock in, grunting heavily. He pulled Hope’s legs further apart, and lifted her lower body higher, giving himself a more strategic position for his attack. The resistance fell apart quickly, as his giant rod broke through and pushed the walls apart. Hope screamed as pain seared through her body, as her hymen tore, allowing the first foreign invader into virgin land. As his cock rushed through the narrow tunnel, it destroyed her innocence and purity. Previously untouched, it was now ravaged without hesitation or empathy. The blonde guy rammed his cock hard and in its first attack, pushed it all the way in one hard push. It was the tightest defence he had ever encountered and he paused just a second to catch his breath. He withdrew almost completely before plunging his cock in hard for a second attack.

Hope screamed even louder at the second wave of pain hit her. Tears were forming and blinding her. “Stop! Please stop!” The guy ignored her and continued with several deep and hard thrusts. Hope tried to push him away but he pushed her hand away, locking them above her head. Leaning on top of Hope and pressing his body hard against her, he squashed all air from her, crushing both her will and her ability to resist. He bit her hard on her neck, tasting the trickle of blood emanating from the torn skin.

As Hope became distracted with the pain from the bite on her neck, she realised that pleasure was now emanating from her lower body. Mixed with the pain, she was confused as to whether this was pleasurable or not. The blonde guy was now pushing his cock faster and deeper into her. Her body was involuntarily rocking to his rhythm. His body no longer felt as if it was crushing her but instead, she welcomed the heat from his body and embraced him even tighter. She could hear herself moaning in pleasure. She felt herself drifting above as she looked down at herself being fucked by her dream guy. The pleasure was building up and when she could hold it back no more, a great tidal wave of pleasure burst from her dam, as she experienced her first orgasm. She moaned loudly as her juices flowed out of her, drenching the sheets beneath her.

The blonde guy seemingly encouraged by her, increased his attacks, jabbing harder and faster. With a final thrust and a victorious grunt, he emptied his soldiers into the defenceless city, becoming the first king of this sacred land. There will be others but he was the first. He slumped over Hope, as his cock continue throbbing out the last few regiments, enjoying the fading pleasures of his conquest.

As his cock softened and plopped out of Hope’s cunt, the blonde guy sat up and took out a cigarette to smoke. It was only then that he saw the blood on his cock.

“Fuck! Why you never tell me your auntie is here, you fucking dirty whore!” The blonde guy screamed.

“No, that’s not it. The blood is from my hymen. I was a virgin and you are my first.” Hope whispered shyly.

“Liar! You virgin?” The blonde guy was disbelieving. He examined his cock and her cunt carefully. “Fuck! No wonder you so tight. Strike ToTo!” The blonde guy was clearly happy and Hope was relieved. “Are you happy that I gave my first time to you?” She asked shyly.

The blonde guy did not answer her but took out his hand phone and started taking photos of his blood-stained cock and Hope’s blood-stained cunt. Hope tried to stop him and shielded herself but the blonde guy simply pushed her hands away and took the pictures forcefully.

“Now we must fuck again.” He informed Hope as he set up his phone in record mode.

“Do you love me?” Hope asked.

The blonde guy did not answer. He pushed Hope onto the mattress and repeated what he had done earlier. As he plunged his hard cock into the now well-lubricated cunt, Hope moaned in pleasure.

“Can we buy you a drink, miss?”

Eliza looked up at the three men. They were wearing board shorts of loud, gaudy colours. All were topless, showing off their tanned, muscular bodies and chiseled abs. These young punks were most probably in their twenties, thought Eliza.

“Well, if you can get me a Passion Spritz, that will be nice.” Eliza smiled. She had never said no to free drinks. She let her robe slid off a little further, giving the men a good look of her pink bikini-clad body. She was aware that her mum who was lying on the reclining next to her was giving her a disapproving look. But Eliza is no longer a little girl who needed her mother’s approval.

Eliza had worked hard all her life. Ever since her father left her mother to be with his mistress in China, she had decided that she will need to study hard and earn a good living. If nothing else, to show that useless father of hers the good life that he is missing when he made the decision to leave them. She did well in school and earn several scholarships to ease the financial burden on her mother. When she was in her first year in NUS Medicine school, she met a rich and handsome classmate which eventually became her boyfriend. She thought her life had turned for the better but alas, her boyfriend cheated on her just months after she had given her virginity to him. She broke up with him immediately and swore never to depend on any men. When she completed her medical degree, she worked hard at her job in NUH, rising quickly through the ranks. With her career stabilising and a high income, she bought a condominium in the western part of Singapore to live with her mom, fulfilling her promise as a young child to give her mother a good life. True to her words, she never had a boyfriend since her university days. She spends all her free time with her mother, eating at restaurants and going on holidays. And here they are now, on a 4 night Royal Caribbean cruise to Jeju Island in Korea.

Although Eliza is now in her thirties, she had taken good care of her body. Her skin was still flawless and her strict adherence to a diet and Yogo routine helped her body stay slim and youthful. It was no wonder that many men at the swimming pool were ogling at her when she walked past in her pink bikini. Eliza may have sworn off men but she enjoyed the stares of appreciation that she was getting from men. Men are so useless. They only think with their dicks. Eliza smirked as she put on the white bathrobe from the cruise liner. It was not out of modesty but instead, it was a calculated move on her part to cover parts of her body, to make it more mysterious and seductive.

The three men soon returned with her vodka cocktail. They purposefully sat on her seat and tried to touch her. But Eliza was too smart for them. She wrapped herself tightly in her bathrobe and the men could not touch her bare skin. She soon found out that Ahmad, Beng and Chandra were classmates at NUS and had just started work. They decided to take a cruise together with their first year-end bonus as a sort of celebration. Perhaps they thought she could be a memento of their trip, Eliza smirked to herself. Young punks. She will squeeze them dry of their bonus and leave them high and dry. The men continue to talk to her and she encouraged them by revealing parts of her body but never letting them touch her. Throughout, she continued to ask them for drinks and snacks. She even got one of them to buy her a pair of Gucci shades. By the evening, she realised that she had enjoyed the attention so much that she had been a little reluctant to leave the pool for her dinner. The men wanted to follow her but she skilfully evade them.

She went to Jamie’s for dinner with her mother. Throughout, her mother was nagging at her over her spaghetti on how she was being overly flirtatious and how she will regret her actions. Eliza was bored. She did not blame her mother but her mother was really too conservative. It was all fun and nothing else. If men can flirt with women, why can’t women flirt with men?

To avoid further nagging, Eliza went down to the bar and left her mother to return to their room. She was wearing a purple long dress with a low neckline, showing off the cleavage to her ample breasts. She was pleased that her choice of dress drew appreciative stares from the men when she walked into the bar. As she sat at the counter, the three men that she saw earlier plonked themselves on the seats beside her. She was pleasantly surprised to see them again. To be honest, they were good conservationist and were good looking. Ahmad had a boyish looking face and a nice brown tan. Beng had a muscular broad chest that exuded masculinity. Chandra was the most average looking of the three men but he sported a large, angular nose. Supposedly, this was the mark of a large cock. Eliza laughed to herself. She had not seen any medical reports on this yet and wondered how this myth became popular.

“Any of you want to buy me a drink?” Eliza purred seductively. The three men rushed to be the first to buy her a drink and other refreshments. Several hours later, Eliza realised perhaps a bit belatedly that she was getting drunk. She usually knew when to stop but she must have missed that point with the engaging conversations and the never ending flow of drinks. She blamed her mother momentarily. Maybe she drank too much because she was pissed with her mother’s nagging.

“I need to go.” Eliza stood up resolutely but faltered straightaway, holding onto the bar counter for support. “Come on, let’s have another one.” Ahmad suggested.

“The night is still young.” Beng argued.

“Or do you want to come to our room for another round.” Chandra said with a twinkle in his eye.

“No. I am going up to my room.” Eliza knew that she must not drink any more.

She walked a few tentative steps but stumbled forward on her fourth step. Ahmad and Beng ran forward and each held one of her arms. “Thanks.” Eliza muttered, her world spinning crazily around her.

“Let’s go to our room.” Chandra urged.

“No. I want to go back to my room 1120.” Eliza stated as firmly as she could. She looked at the bartender, who was looking at her direction. “I want to go back to my room 1120.” She repeated loudly, making sure that the bartender heard her. These young men would not want to try anything funny now that the bartender is aware that she does not want to be in their room. Eliza smiled to herself. Still smarter than you guys who think with their dicks, assholes.

The three men brought Eliza to her room. She was still too weak to stand on her feet and was half-dragged to her room, stumbling along the way. They met several people along the corridors and Eliza made sure that they knew that she was heading back to her room. “These men are bringing me back to my room 1120.” She repeated loudly whenever she saw anyone along the corridors. It was embarrassing to be that drunk but it was important to draw attention to herself, Eliza rationalised.

Once the door to her room was opened, the three men dropped her on the bed. Eliza fell asleep immediately when she realised that she was safe in her room and her defences dropped. Chandra closed the door behind them and smiled at Ahmad and Beng knowingly. Their plan to make Eliza drunk and then fuck her had worked. Well, almost. They had planned to bring her to their room but the venue was not the most important thing, was it?

“Eliza, you back?” Eliza’s mother called out from the toilet. The three men froze, looking at each other. Shit. They forgot about the mother. Beng looked around and pulled off two pillow cases. He motioned the other two to stand with him behind the toilet door. The toilet door opened and Eliza’s mother walked out in her bathrobe.

“Eliza? Are you okay?” Eliza’s mother asked, drying her hair with a towel in her hand. Beng pushed Eliza’s mother down onto the bed and sat on top of her. He pulled her hands behind her and tied them with one of the pillow cases. Eliza’s mother screamed and Beng quickly took the towel and stuff it into her mouth, muffling her screams. Ahmad took the remaining pillow case and tied Eliza’s mother’s legs to stop her from kicking and struggling. Secured, the three men carried Eliza’s mother to the sofa.

“Well, there were a few hiccups but I guess it was almost as easy as ABC, huh? Shall we begin?” Ahmad rubbed his hands gleefully.

“This bitch is really too much. It is payback time for all the money we spent on her.” Beng laughed.

Chandra did not even bother saying anything as he simply smiled and undressed himself. The other two men followed his cue and undressed themselves too. They quickly removed Eliza’s dress, revealing the twin mounds of flesh. Despite her age, Eliza’s breasts were still perky and firm. The men took turns squeezing them and sucking on her nipples. Eliza moaned in her sleep and the men seemed to be even more excited when they heard her.

“Fuck! She trimmed herself down there. She like some fucking schoolgirl.” Ahmad exclaimed as he positioned his head between her legs. He licked her love hole as he brushed his fingers against the thin pubic hair. He slowly peeled the folds of her love hole open carefully, taking in the sweet smell emanating from her vagina. He found the small bud of pleasure and carefully licked it.

Eliza opened her mouth and moaned softly as pleasure coursed through her body. Beng took the opportunity to thrust his manhood into her mouth. He could feel his hard cock reaching the back of her throat. He pulled Eliza’s head over the edge of the bed. Eliza’s head now tilted backwards and allowed his cock to reach even deeper. “Fuck! Her mouth feels damn good.”

Chandra straddled Eliza and rubbed his hard cock between her breasts. He closed his eyes and moaned softly as his cock coursed through the smooth valley.

By this time, Ahmad decided that Eliza was sufficiently lubricated. He spat a glob of saliva onto his hard cock and guided it slowly into her. “Fuck. This bitch is so tight, like a goddamn school girl.”

Chandra laughed when he heard that. He turned around and helped spread Eliza’s legs wider. 

Ahmad thrusted hard and finally got his cock totally in her. It was so tight and pleasurable that he could not stop himself from ejaculating after only several thrusts. “Shit! What a waste!”

Chandra laughed again. “Weak! My turn!” Ahmad relented and Chandra took over his position. Chandra’s cock was even larger and thicker than Ahmad’s. It will be even more difficult to get his cock into Eliza’s tight cunt but Ahmad had lubricated Eliza’s hole well with her love juice and his semen. Slowly, Chandra eased his cock into Eliza, stretching her tight hole that has not been used in years to her limit. The pain shot through Eliza and she woke up with a start. The first thing she saw were Beng’s balls swinging in front of her and her mouth being violated by his cock.

“Mmph!” She tried to push Beng away but Chandra had now pushed the last two inches of his large cock into her, going where no cock had ever gone before. Pain paralysed her, followed by blinding pleasure. Instead of pushing Beng away, her hands grabbed his ass and pulled him even deeper into her mouth. Beng groaned in pleasure as he went deeper, the pleasure from his cock finally tipping him over the abyss. He shot out white waves of little Bengs, flooding Eliza’s mouth and bathing his cock in them.

Eliza was choking on Beng’s ejaculate. She tried to push him away but was too weak. Left with no choice, she swallowed his man juice as much as she could, but there was too much and some even went into her nose.

While Beng and Chandra were fucking Eliza, Ahmad had sat himself next to Eliza’s mom. He had been stroking his cock to hardness while watching his friends enjoying themselves with Eliza when he realised that Eliza’s mom was staring hard at her daughter being fucked.

“You like what you see, huh? Are you an old horny cow, huh?” Ahmad jeered. He pulled open her bathrobe and was pleasantly surprised that the older woman had even larger breasts than her daughter. The skin was still soft and smooth. He bent forwards to suck her tits as he stroked himself. His cock hardened as his body touched the older woman’s bare skin.

Aroused, he took an irrational risk. He removed the towel from the older woman’s mouth and stood on the sofa, positioning his hard cock in front of the older woman.

“Suck it, old cow!” The older woman complied, sucking his cock hungrily.

“Look guys! The old cow is horny!” Ahmad laughed. “God! She still has the skills. Damn it. She is good!” Ahmad groaned in pleasure as he started fucking the older woman’s mouth.

Beng walked over and untied the woman’s legs. He spread it open and started licking her cunt. The older woman moaned in pleasure, Ahmad’s cock still in her mouth.

By this time, Chandra had been enjoying fucking Eliza for some time now. He gave several deep and slow strokes, before finishing with a series of quick thrusts. Eliza’s love canal was flooded a second time after more than a decade of drought. As Chandra withdrew his cock, he was pleased to see the white man juice slowly seeping out of Eliza’s cunt. That was so erotic and made him feel that he had successfully conquered that proud bitch.

Eliza was feeling confused. She was conscious now. She knew she should be frightened by what had just happened but instead she she wanted more. It had been so long since she had sex and they had made her feel so much more pleasure than her boyfriend so many years ago.

“What? What are you staring at, bitch?” Chandra saw a confused look on Eliza’s face. Eliza looked away and was drawn to Chandra’s large, black, hairy cock. Maybe there is some truth to the myth. That was a huge cock. Did it actually went in her? Unbelievable.

Chandra saw Eliza looking at his cock. His cock hardened again. He smiled to himself. “You want some more of my cock, bitch?”

“You are not strong enough. Weak bastards that think with your dicks? You can’t even last long enough to pleasure me, assholes.” Eliza retorted without thinking. The rebellious streak in her took over.

Chandra saw red and pulled Eliza towards him. Her legs were now over the edge of the bed while her back was on the bed. He turned her over, spreading her legs wide and without any warning, forced his cock into her, impaling his whole length in one deep stroker. Eliza screamed as pain tore through her. She was still not accustomed to such a big cock in her. Chandra pulled her hair and forced her body to arch against his. This only caused his cock to slide even further in, eliciting pain and pleasure all over Eliza’s body. Eliza willed herself not to blackout. Chandra tilted her head towards his. “Not strong enough? I will make you come so much that you will beg me to stop, bitch.” Chandra grunted as he pumped deeper and faster into Eliza. Minutes later, he seeded Eliza again, with semen dripping out of her cunt, a long white river along the length of her legs.

Ahmad saw what was happening and took his cock out of the older women’s mouth. He walked over to the bed where Eliza was now lying flat on her back, exhausted. He spread her legs wide, sticking his hard cock covered with Eliza’s mother’s saliva into Eliza’s cunt. This time, it went in easily. He pulled Eliza up so that she was now sitting on his cock. He sank his head into her breasts, sucking on them slowly. The first time was too quick for him. Now, he intends to savour Eliza. As Eliza bounced slowly on his cock, she started moaning in pleasure as the slow love-making generated gentle waves of pleasure.

“Look at her!. She enjoying being fucked. What a bitch!” Chandra sneered. His cock twitched and blood starting flowing into it again. He pushed both Eliza and Ahmad down onto the bed, straddled Ahmad’s legs, positioning himself behind Eliza’s ass.

“Fuck, Chandra! What you doing, huh?” Ahmad sounded a bit piss at having his pleasure disrupted.

“I want to fuck her in her asshole. Give that bitch two cocks at the same time.” Chandra spit on his fingers and inserted them into Eliza’s asshole. Eliza froze at the unfamiliar intrusion but Chandra was impatient. He quickly inserted a second finger, trying to loosen it as much as he can. Eliza winced in pain but that only encouraged Chandra’s sadistic instinct. He pushed his cock into Eliza’s ass, forcing it against the muscles in her opening. Eliza screamed, her whole body reacting to the unnatural forced entry. Ahmad groaned in pleasure as the muscles squeezed his cock even tighter. Chandra did not care and forced his cock even deeper. Eventually, Eliza had both cocks deep in her. Chandra pushed himself against Eliza, the movement causing Eliza pleasure in both her holes. She moaned louder and louder in pleasure, unable to control herself.

Beng was amused at his two friends fucking Eliza. But he had no intention of joining them. Having his cock coated in another man’s semen seemed disgusting. Anyway, now that Ahmad had done a good job lubricating the old cow, he decided to fuck the old woman instead. He lifted her legs over his shoulders and fucked her on the sofa standing up. It was not tight as to be expected, but a cunt is a cunt. It was still warm and pleasurable and the old woman seemed appreciative of having a fuck at this age. She was moaning softly, seemingly enjoying herself.

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“Hi Jaz!”

Jaz looked up as she opened the door to her HBD flat. Lincoln was slumped in the sofa, a Tiger in his hand, as he greeted her lazily. Her brother laid flat on the other end of the sofa, with his hands and legs spread out, dangling from the sofa. His shirt was rolled up halfway, exposing his abs and his trail of pubic hair. Several empty cans of Tiger were on the table and floor.

“Booked out from camp yesterday?” Jaz asked. When she went for her morning jog at 7 am, she had not seen her brother or Lincoln. They must have gone somewhere after booking out before coming back to her flat while she was out.

Lincoln looked at Jaz and his cock stirred. She was dressed in a red FBT ladies tank top, her sweat glistening from her toned, bronze body. There were dark patches, outlining her sports bra. As Jaz turned around, he could see her long, slender legs extending from her black FBT shorts. Her ass was wrapped tightly against the black FBT shorts, her two perfect globes swaying gently as she moved towards him, putting down her packet of breakfast of Chee Cheong Fun on the table next to Lincoln.

“Yeah. We went out with Hazel and stayed at her place till this morning.” Lincoln replied.

Lincoln was her brother’s good friend at the polytechnic. They were posted to the same unit for their NS and often went out together during their book-outs. Hazel was their friend at the polytechnic too but she is also her brother’s current girlfriend. Jaz did not particularly like Hazel as she thought she was a little bit of a bimbo. Hazel was often on TikTok wearing tight, revealing clothes and spouting nonsense in a fake accent.

“Is he drunk? Or just sleeping?” Jaz nodded towards her brother.

“Both. He drank quite a bit but he did not sleep much last night, so he might be also tired.” Lincoln replied.

Jaz sat down next to Lincoln and took up a can of the cold beer. Maybe Chee Chiong Fun for breakfast was a wrong choice. A can of cold beer after her morning job seemed more palatable. “So what was he so busy with that he did not sleep last night?” Jaz asked, taking a sip of the cold beer.

“Your brother was fucking Hazel throughout the night, releasing all his accumulated sperm for the week.” Lincoln smiled naughtily. “She was moaning so loudly that her voice became hoarse and couldn’t speak properly this morning.”

“How you know? You watched them fucking?” Jaz asked, putting the cold beer can on her cheeks. She could feel her body getting warm.

“Yeah. They were doing it throughout the night in the bedroom with the door open. It was a free show.” Lincoln laughed.

“You never join them.” Jaz felt her love juices flowing as she imagined her brother and Hazel fucking through the night. She put the cold beer can between her thighs to relieve the desire emanating from her lower body, her FBT shorts drenched in the cold condensation. She seemed to be perspiring again, as she felt her sweat dripping off her forehead.

Lincoln inched closer towards Jaz. “Of course I want to, but Hazel is your brother’s girlfriend. Can watch but cannot touch.” He put his hand around Jaz and pulled her closer, kissing her on the cheeks. “But I can touch you and fuck you, right?”

“What the fuck!” Jaz pushed Lincoln away.

“What’s wrong, Jaz? It is not the first time we kissed.” Lincoln edged closer.

“That was only because I lost a bet.” Jaz had betted with Lincoln several months ago that her brother and Hazel will break up once he got enlisted in NS. Jaz did not think that Hazel is someone who would be serious in any relationship. But she was surprised when after 3 months, they were still together.

Lincoln had asked for a kiss for winning the bet. Jaz had tried to wriggle her way out of the bet but Lincoln had been insistent. Two weeks ago, when Lincoln was at their place and her brother was taking a bath, she allowed him to kiss her. It was a long kiss, with Lincoln tongue wrestling her for almost 10 minutes. Jaz thought it was a little too much of a sacrifice for a bet but she did enjoy it somewhat as Lincoln was a good kisser. She almost wanted to fuck him then as she was so aroused at the end of the kiss. But she did not tell him or anyone about it.

Jaz shook herself free of the memory of Lincoln’s kiss and her lust. She drained her beer in one gulp and stood up. She walked to the kitchen and took down the plates from the top of the kitchen sink. Lincoln followed her and hugged her from behind. He kissed the back of her neck, stroking her hair gently. He drew a line seductively with his finger, from the top of her ear down to her upper back, just above her tank top. He pressed himself against her back and rubbed his body against her.

She wanted to push him away but did not. Maybe it was the beer. Maybe she was aroused from the story on how her brother had been having sex with Hazel the whole night. Or maybe she had not gotten over how Lincoln had kissed her. Her knees grew weak and she held on to the kitchen sink for support, sighing softly.

Lincoln sensed the change and held on to her even more tightly, his arm around her waist as he bent her forwards. He turned her head upwards, giving her the kiss that she had been waiting for, his tongue doing its magic, exploring and lighting up every nook and cranny in her mouth. Jaz gave up resisting and opened her mouth wider to receive him.

Lincoln unzipped his jeans and took out his hard cock. He pressed it hard against her black FBT shorts, sliding between the two perfect globes of her ass. Jaz could feel the hard, warm cock pressing against her ass. She turned around and was surprised at the size of Lincoln’s cock. It was much larger than her ex.

“I am going to fuck you and empty one week’s worth of semen into you.” Lincoln whispered.

“No. You are too big.” Jaz cried, her heart pounding so hard that she was feeling faint.

Lincoln slid his hands between Jaz’s thighs. Moving upwards, he parted the inner lining of her FBT shorts and reached her smooth slit easily. Jaz was not wearing any panties and had shaved her pussy. What a whore, Lincoln smiled to himself.

Jaz was already wet, her juices overflowing from her vagina. As Lincoln’s fingers rubbed against her smooth, lubricated lower lips, they easily entered her. Jaz’s gasped as the fingers filled her waiting hole. As Lincoln started to finger fuck her, Jaz moaned louder, her body rocked forward uncontrollably in simulated love-making.

“I want to fuck you, please.” Lincoln whispered urgently. “My cock is not big. Your brother’s is much bigger and he could fuck Hazel all night long.”

“No, Lincoln.” Jaz gasped unconvincingly. “You have to stop now.” But her body was giving a different set of signals. Pleasure coursed through her lower body as Lincoln’s fingers thrust deeper into her. Her legs were hardly able to keep her standing.

Lincoln was pushing himself harder and faster against the smooth fabric of Jaz’s FBT shorts. He had wanted to stimulate Jaz until she allowed him to fuck her. But he could not hold back his orgasm that was threatening to overflow any moment. With one final thrust, he hugged her tightly, pushing her against the sink, her upper body bent forwards onto the kitchen top. He ejaculated streams of white semen all across Jaz’s black FBT shorts, marking Jaz as his prey. Some of it went further, tainting the red tank top and her hair with white globules of his semen.

Lincoln bent forwards to kiss Jaz. His cock still hard, he continued rubbing it against her black FBT shorts, now coated with his thick layer of semen. Still hugging her from behind, he pulled off Jaz’s tank top. He licked her body, tasting the salt off her bronze, toned body. He pushed up her sports bra, releasing the twin mounds of flesh as he squeezed them. As he continued to kiss her, his fingers alternated between stimulating her nipples and her cunt. Jaz was moaning louder, her body shaking and convulsing in pleasure.

“Let me fuck you.” Lincoln pleaded.

“No, Lincoln. I can’t take such a big cock.” Jaz moaned.

“But it is not so big. Come on, you are going to enjoy it.” Lincoln tried to convince Jaz. “Hazel was enjoying your brother’s large dick the whole of last night. Don’t you want some of that too?”

But Jaz was not even listening to Lincoln. She was moving close towards her release. She moaned loudly, her body arching upwards as she pushed her ass against Lincoln’s cock. Grasping the kitchen sink for support, she squirted all over the kitchen floor and Lincoln’s arm as her orgasm rocked through her body with pleasure.

Jaz slumped down from the kitchen sink, tired and satisfied.

Lincoln licked the sweet juice off his fingers. He had not given up yet. He stood nearer to Jaz, his erect cock in front of her face. “Look, I can give you even more pleasure by fucking you. It is not so big, much smaller than your brother’s. I want to fuck you so badly.” 

“No. It is too scary. You are going to rip me in half.” Jaz argued but her eyes could not look away from the magnificent cock, with the thick veins coursing along the shaft and the large bulbous head peeking out proudly through the opening from the layer of cock skin. “I can give you a hand job instead.”

Jaz grabbed the thick, long cock. She stroked it slowly as it was already well lubricated from Lincoln’s semen. It was really too big as her hand could not even cover it completely.

Lincoln sighed in pleasure as Jaz’s soft warm hands engulfed his manhood. It felt so different from rubbing against the FBT shorts.

He closed his eyes and he moaned in pleasure. “Suck it, Jaz.”

Jaz licked the tip of the cock tentatively, sending a tingle of pleasure across Lincoln’s body as the warm tongue made contact. He held onto Jaz’s head instinctively, forcing her to take his cock deeper.

Jaz resisted, pushing Lincoln’s body away. But it was half-hearted effort on her part. She was too mesmerised by his cock to stop sucking it. She found herself wanting more of the cock, sucking deeper and more frequently. Finally, she took the whole cock in, the tip reaching the back of her mouth. Lincoln pumped himself faster into Jaz’s mouth and without warning, shot his second load of semen. Jaz gagged, trying to push herself away from Lincoln but he held onto her head tight. She had no choice but to swallow his semen, as his cock pulsated long, hot streams down her throat. As his pleasure left him, Lincoln released Jaz’s head. Her mouth was full of his semen, parts of it leaking out from the corner of her mouth. Lincoln smiled. Damn. That was so erotic like some Japanese porn.

Jaz laid on the floor, exhausted. She was still wearing her semen-stained black FBT shorts but her upper body was naked, except for the sports bra hanging round her neck. Lincoln admired her body and her small round breasts. His cock became hard again. He removed his remaining clothes and laid on top of Jaz, his hard cock rubbing against the front of her FBT shorts, knocking hard on its final destination, pleading to be let through the gates of pleasure.

“I want to fuck you, Jaz.” Lincoln pleaded again, as his hands squeezed her breasts.

Jaz was too tired to fight back. “Okay. But please do it slowly. You are too big.”

Lincoln pulled down her black FBT shorts and guided his hard cock into her waiting hole. It went in easily as her hole was already well lubricated with her love juice. Jaz moaned and her fingers dug into Lincoln’s back as pain and pleasure coursed through her. Lincoln eased himself slowly into her, kissing Jaz continuously as his cock reached deeper into her. His whole shaft completely engulfed within Jaz, he took a moment to enjoy the warmth around his cock before fucking her.

Jaz was moaning louder and louder with each thrust. Lincoln was glad that he already ejaculated twice. Jaz’s hole was so pleasurable, her smooth shaved pussy so erotic that he doubted he could have lasted long. Even then, he felt his orgasm approaching and with several deep thrusts, he ejaculated for the third time, his whole week’s worth of semen finally spent. He collapsed onto Jaz, as he hugged and kissed her.

Jaz was zombified. Everything around her was a blur. Lincoln’s cock had given her so much pleasure that now that it was over, everything seemed to become meaningless. It was like after the high of a drug had passed and everything lost colour.

“Thanks Jaz. I have always wanted to fuck you. Let’s do this again.” Lincoln stroked her hair as he got up and dressed himself.

Jaz did not know how long she stayed in the stupefied state but when she regained some strength, she realised her black FBT was missing. Lincoln must have taken it as a souvenir.

She walked out to the living room where her brother was still sleeping on the sofa. She had only her sports bra on. Her lower body was naked and Lincoln’s semen left a stain from her cunt all the way down her thighs.

Alright. The results are in. 165 people voted and more than 50% wanted Mr Koh to work very hard and train 4 girls. Sigh. I don't have much experience with such a large group so if anyone of you has stories to share or specific positions/arrangements, please let me know and I will work it out into a story. I have tried doing "research" and watching lots of videos. But I can't find anything with 1 guy and 4 gals. If you know of good videos, send me the link too. Hope the story will not be too unrealistic as it will be a situation that I am totally unfamiliar with. Ha!

Menon yawned and scratched his round belly. It was only the start of the night shift and he was already tired. He had already unbuttoned his uniform and loosen his belt to make himself more comfortable. He glanced at the security camera monitors before reaching out for his kopi-o.

“Fuck! What is that?” His hands stopped midway as he spotted two figures walking in the basement floor of the shopping mall. The mall has already closed for about an hour and all customers and employees should have left the mall. He hoped that they were not thieves. He took on the night time security job as a simple, semi-retirement job. He only wants to look at security cameras, drink his kopi-o and watch porn on his handphone. He did not want to catch thieves as it is too much work. Anyway, he was already in his fifties, overweight and had not done any running for a long time. He would not be able to catch any thieves.

He pressed a few buttons on the control panel to look for the intruders. He found them along another corridor. It was a man and a woman in their twenties. They looked more like a couple lost in a shopping mall way past its closing time than thieves. They were strolling slowly, looking at the windows of the various shops. They walked into a lingerie shop and disappeared from the camera view.

“Shit!” Menon cursed as he got up awkwardly from his comfortable seat. He took a quick gulp of his kopi-o before buttoning up his security officer uniform and tightening his belt. He did not relish the thought of chasing a pair of silly young lovers through the mall.

As he reached the lingerie shop, he stopped at the entrance. He could just make out the back of the man with his buttocks exposed and his pants dropped to the ankles. He was fucking the girl who was lying on her back on the cashier counter, her legs held up and wrapped around the man’s neck. There was the familiar pink pink sound as the man thrusted into the girl. Both of them were moaning and groaning in symphonic unison. Menon whipped out his handphone and began recording the scene. This was better than watching porn in his office.

As the man grunted and pushed himself against the girl on the counter, Menon could see that there was some string tied across his exposed back. As the lighting and angle blocked his vision, Menon shifted his position. That man was wearing a bikini green top while fucking the girl. What a pervert, Menon thought. But that was not all, he was also holding onto some red panties and rubbing them across his face with one hand while he was fucking the girl.

Now that he could see more clearly, he realised that the girl was also naked except that her hands were tied together by some colourful bras. She too, was wearing a green bikini top. Menon moved a little closer to get a better view but as he was focused on the scene on his camera, he failed to notice some empty boxes near the entrance and stumbled onto them. The noise surprised the couple and both of them stopped their lovemaking and stared right at Menon.

Menon immediately straightened himself and spoke commandingly, pointing to his phone. “What are you two doing here? Are you damaging the store’s goods? I got the evidence here and I will report you to the police.”

The man pulled up his pants with one hand and the other reached out for his shirt with the other. Without even removing the bikini top that he was wearing, he ran out of the store, pushing Menon aside. Menon lost his balance and fell on the ground. The man turned around and gave a smirk before running down the corridor. Menon got up as quickly as he could. The girl had already pulled on her skirt and her blouse was still unbuttoned, revealing her exposed breast. It was too late to make a run.

“Please, sir. Let me go. Don’t call the police.” The girl pleaded, her eyes red.

“Well, you broke several laws. Trespassing, damaging property and a lot of others. I will need to report you and your boyfriend. You need to give me his details since he is such a coward and ran away.” Menon replied, his eye never leaving the exposed breasts and the hard, dark, erect nipples standing clearly above the milky, white round globes of young female meat.

“He is not my boyfriend. I don’t even know his name. He gave me $300 to fuck him in the handicapped toilet just now. By the time we are done, the mall has closed. He gave me another $200 to fuck him in the store wearing the clothes. I did not think there is anything wrong. We did not steal anything.” The girl pleaded, her tears gathering in her eyes. “I will pay for the clothes. Please. Don’t report to the police. I will do anything.”

Menon knew that there is no one else in the mall and no security cameras in the store. He could do anything here and get away with it.

“Well, I can keep it quiet but it is very risky for me. I could lose my job.” Menon smiled deviously. “Why should I take the risk? What can you do for me?”

“How about I give you the $500? Please, just let me go.” The girl looked intently at Menon, hope sparkling in her eyes.

“I don’t need the money. What else can you do for me?” Menon pushed further.

“What do you want me to do? I will do anything. Just don’t report to the police or my parents will kill me.” The girl was desperate.

“Being a security guard is very lonely and boring. You seem to make the other guy very happy. How about you make me happy and I might just forget about this whole thing.” Menon suggested, an evil glint in his eye.

The girl knew what he wanted and without another word, knelt down in front of Menon. “Promise me that you won’t report to the police, please?” She looked at Menon for confirmation.

“Make me happy and I will forget everything.” Menon promised.

The girl loosened Menon’s belt and unzipped his trousers. The unwashed cock soaked in perspiration smelled horrible. She even spotted a yellow, urine stain on the large white briefs. She looked up hesitatingly at Menon, but saw only an evil grin anticipating pleasure. She steeled herself and pulled down Menon’s brief. A large, thick flaccid cock among a dense of wiry pubic hair appeared before her. The smell was even more horrid. She lifted the cock with two of her fingers warily, as if she was dealing with some kind of fearsome looking insect. It was sticky and disgusting. She stroked it with her fingers, not daring to hold the thing in her palm, hoping that Menon will cum quickly.

“I can’t feel anything. Put more effort, girl.” Menon grunted.

The girl grabbed Menon’s cock in her hands and stroke it more furiously. She grabbed his balls with her other hand but was disgusted by the touch of the thick sticky mess of hair. But despite her efforts, Menon’s cock remain flaccid. Another old man who cannot get it up, she thought to herself.

“Suck it. I need a good blowjob.” Menon commanded. The girl knew that this was coming but thought she could avoid it if she managed a successful handjob. She sighed inwardly and licked the tip of Menon’s cock. The smell hit her like a wall. She held her breath and continued the blowjob. The cock tasted horrible. It tasted bitter and felt rough. It was thick and long too which made it difficult for her to do it without gagging. Worst of all, the pubic hair was getting into her teeth and brushing against her face, making it difficult for her to breath.

Menon was enjoying himself as the girl sucked on his cock. She was much younger than the prostitutes he visited in Desker Road and free to boot. He grabbed her breasts, squeezing them as the girl continued sucking on his cock. He could feel his cock getting hard. Shit. He cursed himself. If he had known he is getting lucky tonight, he would have taken the sex pill that he bought from the street vendors in Desker. Those were powerful stuff, giving him a hard cock almost immediately. Now he can only hope his little brother don’t fail him. He sighed.

The girl was relieved when she saw that Menon’s cock was getting harder. This will end soon, she consoled herself. Menon's large paunch was hitting against her head and causing her a headache. She squeezed his cock harder and stroked it faster, willing it to cum quickly and for the ordeal to end. She could not take the whole cock in her mouth now as it was too big and thick. Already, her jaws were hurting from the strain of opening her mouth too wide. She could only lick the tip of Menon’s cock and hope that that is enough to bring him across his pleasure point.

But Menon had other plans. “Get up and lie down on the cashier counter. I want to do what the other guy did.”

The girl looked at Menon disbelievingly. She knew that she had no choice. She removed her skirt, got up on the cashier counter and spread her legs. “Go slow, please. Your cock is very big. I am not sure if it can go in.”

Menon ignored her and positioned his cock at her pussy entrance. It was shaved and smooth like butter. He ran his fingers along her slit, and was happy to find that it was still wet from the earlier session. He rubbed his cock along her slit and the head went in easily. It was tight or maybe like what the girl said, his cock was simply too big. He could not get it in easily like when he was fucking the prostitutes in Desker. He inched it in slowly, grunting and perspiring. It was hard work. But it was rewarding as with every inch that he managed to get his cock in, the pleasure intensified exponentially. The girl was groaning in pain, repeatedly crying for him to stop. He could not care less and was only focused on his own pleasure. Finally, he got his whole cock in as his body touched the girl’s body. He paused for a moment to enjoy the warm, tight grasp of the girl’s pussy on his cock while he wiped the beads of perspiration off his forehead. His body was already drenched in perspiration, his chest hair a tangled mess. This was harder than running 2.4km.

The girl seemed to have recovered somewhat, her breathing was still ragged but she had stopped screaming. Menon started to move slowly, drawing his cock out just an inch or so before slowly pushing it in. The girl responded with soft moans of pleasure and his cock responded to the seductive moans by growing harder, thicker and longer. Menon took his time, slowly increasing his pace, and drawing longer and longer strokes. He was not constrained by time here unlike his fucks in Desker. They were always chasing him to finish faster because the next customer is waiting. Here, he has the whole night.

As he continued with his thrusts, the girl seemed to enjoy herself even more. She was moaning louder and louder in pleasure. Several times, she pleaded for him to stop but he ignored her, continuing to thrust into her mercilessly. She seemed to have orgasmed several times, as she was shuddering, screaming and grabbing the sides of the cashier counter as she writhed and thrashed about convulsively. But Menon is not about pleasing her and making sure she enjoys herself. He is all about himself.

It took him a while but finally he could feel his balls tightening and his pleasure reaching new heights. He increased his pace, pulling his cock almost to the point of exit before plunging deep in again swiftly. Several hard thrusts later, he released himself, jerking uncontrollably as his balls emptied into the girl. He held on, enjoying the last bit of pleasure in his cock as it grows flaccid again in the girl’s tight pussy. Reluctantly, he withdrew himself as he sat down on the floor in exhaustion.

He did not know when he fell asleep. But when he woke up, the girl was already dressed and smiling at him devilishly. He was still sitting on the floor and was naked except for a green bikini top tied across his hairy chest.

“Guess what, Mr Menon. The tables have turned. From now on, you better be a good boy and listen to me.” The girl bend downwards and stroked his head. “You should have a password on your phone. I have deleted the video so you don’t have anything on me now. In return, I have taken some very nice photos of you wearing nothing except a green bikini top. I have also downloaded all the information on your phone so I know everything about you, Mr Menon. If you don’t listen to me, I will send your photos to everyone that you know. I wonder what your employer will say when they see a photo of you wearing nothing except their green bikini top from their store. You will be branded as a pervert, Mr Menon.”

“What do you want from me?” Menon was in fear now.

Faith’s left leg slipped and went much further forward than she intended to. She yelled in pain as she felt her muscles stretched and she stumbled over as she lost her balance.

Mr Koh cursed under his breath as he watched his student collapsed on the track. That will be another incident report to write. Why did the principal of the school asked him to take on the Athletics CCA. He was not interested in athletics nor had any knowledge of it. He was just smoking his way through by googling and asking the team to do training based on what he found on the internet. He was quite sure that none of them is useful and that none of the students are going to win medals for the school. It was just a bloody waste of time with no additional salary. At most, he can write something during performance appraisal that he contributed to school activities. He would rather read a book than coach the athletics team. He was after all a Literature teacher.

“Faith! Are you okay?” Mr Koh asked as he walked over to the student. The other students were already gather around her, helping her up to her feet.

“I think I sprained myself. My left leg is hurting.” Faith replied, her eyes red with tears.

For a moment, Mr Koh’s heart missed a beat. Faith was actually quite pretty with large eyes and oval-shaped face. She looks something like an anime character. With her eyes glistening in tears, Mr Koh felt a sudden urge to take her into his arms and protect her.

“Right. I got some ice packs in the PE room. That will help.” Mr Koh then addressed the rest of the students. “It is almost 5 pm. Let’s call it a day for today’s session. Remember to train hard. The school is expecting you to do well in the coming competition.” Mr Koh grimaced at the insincerity of the words emanating from his mouth.

As the students left the field, Mr Koh put Faith’s hands over his shoulders while he helped her to the staff room at the end of the field. He could feel her warm breath on his face. Her breasts pressed slightly against his chest as she clung closer to him for support. He looked at her sweat-drenched t-shirt, her pale blue sports bra beneath was just barely visible. He could make out the cleavage. As both of them were wearing running shorts, their bare legs were touching and rubbing each other as they made their way across the field. Mr Koh was fervently hoping that he does not get an erection as it would be too obvious in his running shorts.

“Right. Take a seat on the bench.” Mr Koh instructed Faith as they reached the PE room. He took the ice packs out from the small freezer and sat down on the floor in front of Faith. He started rubbing the ice pack on her legs, hoping that that is the correct way to treat a sports injury.

As he moved the ice packs higher up her thighs, Mr Koh admired her smooth complexion. The ice pack slid easily across her skin, leaving a trail of glistening liquid. Faith’s legs were open and her matching pale blue panties were visible from within her FBT shorts. His cock was hard now and he tried to adjust his shorts without attracting too much attention to himself.

“Right. You know, Faith. This would not have happened if you have done the warm-up exercises. I always remind all of you to do proper warm-up. Now you know what happens when you don’t listen to me and how important stretching is to an athlete.” Mr Koh rambled on, relying on his usual training instructions to focus on something other than how aroused he was from giving Faith a sports massage. “There are very useful stretching techniques that can not only prevent you from getting injured but help you perform better. When you stretch, you cover more distance with each stride and that can help you win competitions.”

“Cher, how about you teach me some stretching exercises now?” Faith asked.

Mr Koh was caught in a bind. He did not really know any stretching exercises. He was just talking nonsense and smoking his way through.

“Er, well. For example, we can start with you opening up your legs as wide as you can.” Mr Koh suggested.

Faith responded by doing exactly that. Mr Koh’s cock became even harder as more of Faith’s panties were revealed through her shorts.

“Maybe you sit down on the floor. Might be better.” Mr Koh suggested.

Faith got on the floor and sat down on the floor exercise mats with her legs outstretched. “Is this okay, Cher?”

“Right. I now help you with some of the stretching exercises, okay?” Mr Koh’s lust took over. He got behind Faith and pressed her body forwards, his body enjoying the warmth and close contact with the young body. He caressed her thighs, pretending to stretch them out further, but his real intent was to move further up her inner thighs, towards the final pleasure. Faith let out a sigh of pleasure. Mr Koh took that as a sign that her defences were down. He pressed himself harder against her, his hard cock rubbing her back. His hands went around her stomach, pulling her closer to him.

“Cher, is this part of the stretching exercise?” Faith asked innocently. “Yes. I am trying to warm your stomach up so that it is ready for the next exercise.” Mr Koh replied.

His hand now reached into her panties, brushing lightly against the thin, sparse pubic hair of the young girl. His other hand reached underneath her shirt and pushed her sports bra upwards, releasing her breasts. He groped them tight. What beautiful breasts. Soft and just large enough to fill his hands completely.

“Cher, this does not feel right. You are doing something that only my boyfriend does?” Faith sounded confused. “I told you to listen to me right? Or you are going to get injured again. I am just massaging you. Now keep quiet and enjoy.“ Mr Koh was a little angry, partly because Faith mentioned that her boyfriend had been enjoying this wonderful piece of meat.

Mr Koh pushed Faith down onto the exercise mats and pulled off her shorts and panties. “Wait, Cher. What are you doing?” Faith was now frightened. “”I said listen to me and keep quiet. Your shorts are in the way. You can’t do a proper stretch with them on. This is good for you or you will keep on getting hurt.” Mr Koh raised his voice and Faith was subdued into silence.

Mr Koh pulled Faith’s legs wide open and saw his prize. It was a beautiful pussy with slightly swollen pinkish lips and crowned with a small crop of pubic hair. “See, I am also taking off my shorts so that I can stretch better.” Mr Koh continued before taking off his shorts, his hard cock pointing towards the ceiling.

“Now, I am going to give you a special stretching exercise. Your vagina needs to be loosened or it will hinder your legs from spreading out. I will help you with that now.” Mr Koh positioned his hard cock at the entrance of Faith’s vagina, spitting on it to provide lubrication. He then pushed it slowly in. It was tight and provided immense pleasure.

“Cher. This is wrong. You are fucking me.” Faith cried. “I am not fucking you. I am stretching your vagina.” Mr Koh grunted, as his cock inched deeper into her. “This is a stretching exercise, not a fuck.”

“Look. I am stretching your legs, right. It is all part of the exercise.” Mr Koh grunted as he stretch Faith’s legs wider apart, hoping that it will allow his cock to enter her more easily. As he plunged his last inch into her, he groaned in satisfaction. He then lifted Faith’s legs over his shoulders, pushing himself even deeper into her. “More stretching, Faith. Not fucking.”

As Mr Koh started fucking Faith, pounding into her at an increasing pace, Faith had stopped complaining but was instead moaning softly in pleasure.

“Are you feeling it, Faith? Do you feel your muscles relaxing now that it has been stretched?” Mr Koh grunted in between his pounding.

“Yes, Cher. This feels so good. Fuck me harder.” Faith whimpered.

“Not fucking you, Faith. Just doing stretching exercises. Remember that.” Mr Koh responded. “Now, let’s stretch another set of muscles.”

Mr Koh pulled Faith up from the exercise mats and pushed her against the wall. He entered her from behind, lifting one of her legs upwards. Faith moaned in pleasure as Mr Koh’s hard cock ravished her hole from a different angle. He pressed her against the wall as he fucked her, slamming his body hard against her. He quickened his pace, drawing greater pleasure as he neared his limit. With a large groan and a final deep thrust, he ejaculated into Faith, drowning her womb with his seed. He held onto her, as Faith shuddered in pleasure, as she too reached her climax. He slowly released her, letting her lie down on the exercise mats as he watched his semen slowly exiting her vagina and onto the mats.

He would need to clean the mats later, he thought to himself. Additional work, again. But at least it was worth it. Maybe being an athletics coach is not so bad after all. It might even be better than reading a book. There were after all a couple of pretty students in the team. Mae, Jasmine and even Jenn.

“Cher.” Faith broke his chain of fantasy. “Can we do some more stretching exercise again?”