Cumming Out – Erotic Fiction!

Toilet Sex

“I can’t come out tonight Hannah, I’m sick,” I wailed to my friend on the phone in between fake coughs.

 

She was begging me to spend a night on the town with her. Yes, it’s true I was lying my tits off but I couldn’t think of anything worse than being stuck in a club with a bunch of young guys groping at me on the dance floor.

 

“You always do this Sarah, I don’t believe you for a second!” she exclaimed. 

I had built a bit of a reputation for being somewhat of a home body but if you ask me, it was for a very good reason. You see, even though I was only 20, I had never understood the appeal of going out and having so called “fun” in a club. I saw it as a ridiculous mating ritual in disguise with immature guys and didn’t want any part in it!!

 

“You’re coming out whether you like it or not Sarah!!” Hannah demanded and I knew from her tone she meant it. I had avoided it for way too long and knew that if I turned her down again, I’d be paying for it for weeks.

 

“Fine, I’ll come out with you just because I want you to stop yelling at me!! However, the deal is, if I end up finding a sexy older man while I’m out I’m leaving you to go home with him!!” I laughed. “Alright it’s a deal!” Hannah laughed & exhaled in relief.

 

I met Hannah close to the train station and we made our way into the city to a bar before heading to the clubs. “I love your skirt babe” she said pointing down at the newest addition to my wardrobe as we waited to get inside. “You don’t think it’s too schoolgirl do you?” I giggled, bringing my hands to my mouth in a cutesy gesture just like those Japanese school girls you see in the movies.

 

“Sarah, is that you?” I heard a deep voice asking behind me in the line. I quickly turned to put a face to the voice and was met by none other than my high school English teacher!!

 

“Oh my gosh Mr Reynolds, how are you?” I said as I felt my cheeks becoming flushed with embarrassment. Mr Reynolds was a handsome man in his early 40’s that every single girl in high school had a crush on (myself included admittedly). “I’m doing really well thanks Sarah. It’s been a while and you haven’t changed at all” he said as he looked down at my skirt and gave me a wink. “Ahh you overheard the schoolgirl skirt thing” I said, unable to hide my still rosy red cheeks. “Don’t worry, I think it looks great on you-just like those skirts always did.” As the words slipped out of his mouth, I could feel a tingling sensation in my lower belly. Did he just say what I think he said?!

 

“Anyway, I better head on inside, I’m meeting a friend soon. Probably see you in there?” he asked. “I’m sure I will Sir” and realised that I wasn’t in school anymore. “Wait, should I still call you sir?” I asked half joking as he went to walk away. “I think it’s for the best, don’t you?” he said in a stern and sultry tone. “Yes sir” I answered back, feeling that tingling in my belly building and expanding down.

 

“Umm did that just happen?!” Hannah shrieked as we sat down to order our drinks. “He’s so sexy but he is so much older than you!! And he used to be your teacher!” “You know how much I prefer the company of an older gentleman” I stated in the most sarcastically posh accent I could muster.

 

After a few drinks during which all Hannah and I could talk about was Mr Reynolds, I decided I needed to find a way to approach him. He was sitting across the room from us and I did my very best to get his attention by making eyes at him but he seemed to not be at all interested. “Maybe I was kidding myself thinking he was into me. He could have just slipped up and said something he didn’t mean” I thought to myself as I made my way to the toilets, busting to pee.

 

The ladies’ toilets were closed for cleaning so I thought I would sneak into the disabled bathroom to pee. Just as I was almost finished, the door was flung open and I got that instant rush of regret that I had forgotten to lock the toilet door. And just my luck, it was Mr Reynolds!!

 

“Would you look who it is” he stated whilst smirking, not even a little bit surprised that the bathroom was occupied. I knew this was no accident as he stood looking proud, locking the door behind him. I did my best to act appalled but felt excited that he’d come up to me…even if I was half way through peeing!

 

“Mr Reynolds, what are you doing in here?” I exclaimed as I stood up and attempted to pull up my panties which were all the way around my ankles thanks to my tipsy carelessness. “No, don’t go doing that” he demanded as he walked towards me and crouched down so his face was staring at my crotch. “I want you to show me what’s underneath that skirt of yours” he said with a look of hunger in his eyes that made my pussy quiver. I stood there feeling so nervous and turned on at the same time, watching as his gaze did not leave my body. I grabbed the bottom of my skirt and slowly pulled it up towards my waist so that my glistening pussy was on display for him to inspect.

 

“I’ve been sitting with my friend for 2 hours imagining what your cunt looks like. I could never have imagined it to be this fucking perfect!” he said as he looked up into my eyes with adoration. “I bet it tastes just as perfect as it looks huh?” he inquired, and I couldn’t help but spread my legs a little wider as an unspoken invitation to decide for himself

 

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To be continued…

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Brandy In Taipei City!

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I’ve never been much of a traveler. Not at all actually. Even my first ever flight was when I was 16 –and it was too basically just visit a dead aunt in India. It wasn’t that I hated flying, -didn’t mind it much besides the odd screaming child on board-, it was the hassle of planning and executing an overseas trip that frankly irritated me. All that back and forth of exchanging currencies, writing out itineraries, having to xplore’ a whole new country just for the sake of gallivanting and boasting to your friends when you got back; nothing about travelling enticed me in the least.

“But it’s not going to be like last time!” Brandy had a knack for whining. She knew that it was one of her vices, but it got her the results she wanted when people had to give in and make her stop. We’ve been friends for a huge mother load of 6 whole years, from huddling with bowls of soup in freshman university till reaching the ripe age of 24 –still only being able to afford the same soup. She whimpered and flopped face first onto my back.

I glared at her. “According to you, the last time wasn’t supposed to be like the last time either,” I puffed, pushing her off me. Much like the undiscovered opera star she was, Brandy made a show of falling off the bed into a starfish position on my bedroom floor. No wonder my energy was non-existent. I had a best friend that could fill the quota for both our personalities.

“We looked too much into Adelaide. Where to go, what to eat,” Brandy pulled herself upright and clutched onto a pillow. “This time, we’ll do everything spontaneous. Just like you wanted right?”

Brandy made a compelling point. We travelled to Adelaide last Christmas when her parents decided to cancel on their plans to go skiing. I indulged her then only, partially because I felt really bad about leaving her to be alone in our room while I’m surrounded with mistletoe and turkey; and because the only thing worst than a hyped up Brandy was a sopping, sad and self-pitying version of her. Adelaide turned out disastrous on my end because little miss sunshine had chosen a whole holiday package that involved –doing things. Maybe this wouldn’t be such a bad thing if we just winged it?

Brandy could tell when the machines in my head were turning in her favor. She smiled hopefully, and I returned it slowly. “You have to promise me that we’re going to work things on our time,” I went on. “No funny lake tours and trips to human Holocaust museums, Brandy I swear to Go-,” I was immediately cut off from a yelp that escaped her mouth.

“I promise, I promise, I promise!” She clapped her hands rapidly together, like some water seal with Parkinson’s.

“Taiwan –here we come!”

Why was there so much of food?

That was my only thought as the Uber took Brandy and I to our Airbnb. The flight was bearable, but economy seats were all that’s available on short notice so it was a little bit of a struggle to get comfy.

I might’ve been thinking about food since I barely got anything to eat on the trip here but some sandwiches. Brandy was ranting about a kid kicking her seat, halfway stopping to snore in between her trashy romance novel. What was it about the both of us that made best friends? I’ll never know.

Our Airbnb was smack dab in the middle of Taipei City, and a little bit over a 10-minute drive to the Taipei 101 Center. The Uber dropped us off at the gates of a gorgeous double-storey villa, complete with large and embellished wooden gates, fish fountains and lush flowers to match in the garden. I had to give it to her. Brandy was a whole lot of things, but un-resourceful was not one of them.

She gave me a little grin as she pressed the doorbell. “Have enough energy left in ya for happy hour later?” I took snapped off my cap and smacked her in the face with it. She scoffed and tried to elbow me, but not before the doors opened.

A warm looking Chinese woman in about her 60’s greeted us. She wore a long sleeved blue blouse, cream silk pants and a megawatt smile on her face. “Hello! You must be here under the Brandy Tong reservation?”

Brandy grinned back at her. The woman extended her hand. “I’m WayLin, it’s very nice to meet the both of you! Let me show you around,” She said as she led the both of us in.

The villa was considerably much huger than it looked from the outside. WayLin rattled on about the historic features of the house, how many generations of her family lived here and other things that went right over my head. I realized just how much I wasn’t equipped for travelling in foreign lands as tiredness seeped through my bones and I yawned. I’m sure WayLin was amazing, but she was too much for my shutting down brain at the moment.

“I’m going to head upstairs to the room if you don’t mind,” I blurt out as Brandy scowled at me. “Flight was really long and I should get some rest. Brandy can stay and learn about the rest of the house!” I added and smiled sweetly.

Dorothy returned my grin, not harsh in any way. “Your room would be on the first floor, dear. Second is where my son and I are staying,” She gestured to the end of a long hallway. “You can shower and sleep there. The bathrooms are attached.”

I gave Waylin a firm but awkward handshake and stuck my tongue out at Brandy. Making my way down the hallway, I was enchanted by how warm and welcoming this Taiwan house really was. Most Airbnb’s that Brandy picked were gorgeous no doubt, but they always had odd paintings, clinically clean squeaky floors and weird lounge music that came from somewhere, giving it this hotel-feel. This place looked lived in, home-y; so instead of turning right into the room, I found myself making my way into the kitchen.

WayLin mentioned that we could help ourselves to whatever’s in the fridge –so I grabbed a mango rice pudding from the cooler and started to dig in. My grumbling stomach whined in appreciation, and it was so loud that I didn’t hear the voices at first. It was coming from the gazebo near the coy pool, carried by the strong winds. That’s when I realize it was just one. One voice. Sharp, angry, masculine. Tortured. The sliding door was ajar, but I didn’t want to test my luck going outside. I snuck a peek from behind an ancient wooden pillar in the far end of the kitchen, but couldn’t determine where it was coming from. Then bit by bit, it got louder.

A tall Asian man on a phone call, in his late twenties to early thirties stomped out of the gazebo. Do you ever get the weird feeling where you’re in the middle of falling asleep and being awake, when your entire body suddenly feels like its dropping into thin air? That’s exactly what it was like when I laid eyes on him. Dark brown hair tousled from his fingers, face flushed and his slim but muscular body tensed and poised from anger.

He turned around –and for a minute I felt my blood run cold.

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Sexy Taiwan Man

His eyes were piercing, hooded eyelids masking two rivers of secrets and stories that knocked the air right from my lungs. I hurled back around the pillar, my feet unable to move. It’s only when I craned my neck around it 3 minutes later was he gone, nothing to signify him ever being there.  His eyes haunted me – silver grey in an otherwise oriental appearance.

“Do you know how old May Lin’s son is?”

We had just come back from a night market, full of sounds, sights, smells and all the best of Taiwan. After the night market, we hailed a cab to Taipei 101 to head through the observatory deck to watch the night sky. Brandy was right, Taiwan was a great idea. Tiring –but a great idea.

Brandy turned from unpacking, facing me in confusion. “What do you mean?”

I shrugged. “Just thought I might ask.  He gave me the weirdest sensation.” My mind went back to our bizarre encounter at the gazebo and my body tingled again. Why was this man giving me so much of a reaction? It didn’t make any sense- oh wait. I groaned inwardly as I realized what it was. My boyfriend and I had broken up close to 3 years ago, and I have never really been with anyone since. I never found the need to. Guys at the club didn’t really do much to interest me; and I was never really attracted to someone well enough to have a one night stand with them.

But the fact remains; I haven’t had sex for 3 years.

Brandy noticed my slacked jaw. “Everything okay?” She sat next to me.

I laughed it off. Nervously. “Nothing’s wrong, I’m just a little tired that’s all.”

Brandy offered a small smile. “You’re excused this one time. I forced fed you fried grasshoppers on a stick, so you get to turn in early without me nagging. I’ll continue tomorrow,” she said and threw a pillow at me.

I threw it back to her and made my way to get a shower. I couldn’t help it, my mind drifted back to the mystery man in the gazebo. How tense he was when he fought on the phone, how his hands fingers clenched and unclenched. And those eyes. It sent a shiver through my body –that travelled all the way to between my legs. The water pressure was hot, heavy even and I moaned. My hands inched closer to my legs and I sucked in a deep breath. I was soaking wet. It wasn’t from the water.

A hand pounded the door. “What’s taking so long?!”

Honestly, if I didn’t love Brandy as much as I did –I would’ve have gone to far extents to commit murder and dump her body without evidence.  It was almost like the time she disturbed me when I was watching the top porn sites at sexreviews.

I tossed and turned all night. The heat of Taiwan was sweltering –and the  comforters in Dorothy’s house weren’t helping. Pushing off the covers, I made my way to the kitchen. The kitchen was so much cooler from the ajar sliding door; as the air wafted in from the-

Wait. Why was the sliding door open?

“Water filter’s down. Use the jug.”

I froze in my steps. The same voice from the afternoon now stood right behind me. I swallowed. “Thanks,” I said drily. I grabbed the jug from the cooler and slowly braced myself to turn around.

Yet again, the air was filled with electricity as our eyes met. He wore a slight smirk. “Have we met before?” The animosity from this afternoon seemed to have ebbed away. He inched closer and my breath hitched in my throat once again.

I moved back. “I don’t think so,” I said and chugged water to keep my throat from drying out. He smiled this time and whispered.

“How would you feel about a midnight snack?”

I don’t know exactly what it was that made me say yes.

Maybe it was the fact that I was lonely, tired and in a foreign city looking for someone to count on besides my snoring best friend. Or the fact that I was horny out of my mind.

We ended up getting fried ice cream from a local shop open late –settling down on a park bench. “My dad used to take me here all the time,” he started to reminisce. “Daan Forest Park, one of the largest in the city,” he continued and looked at me again.

Largest park in the city? Felt awfully small sitting next to this man. What was it about him? I never acted this way around anyone. “We don’t have many parks back home. Nature is so 2012,” I joked.

Wait… I joked? Since when do I do that?

He laughed. “What brings you here?”

“My best friend mostly. We come in a duo, but she’s much more of the spontaneous type. I tried my best to protest, promise,” I gave him a small smile.

His laugh faded and he stared at me once again with those piercing eyes. “Do you not find yourself exciting?”

My throat closed up. I didn’t know how to respond. I was never in a position to be fiery or spontaneous, I always left that up to Brandy. This man, this man brought out emotions in me that I don’t remember feeling.

He caught on to my hesitancy answering the question and spoke up. “Do you want to leave?”

I nodded and we made our way to the car in silence. He settled down in the driver’s seat and started up the ignition.

“Excitement isn’t dependable. It hurts when the party’s over.” I breathed out those words in a whisper.

It wasn’t too soft for him. His head turned to my direction and took me in. Really took me in. His eyes traveled from my legs, arms, chest and finally rested on my lips.

I’ve never seen a man so sexy. I’ve never seen a man so hungry.

He brought his lips down on mine, fast. I didn’t know what I was doing, but I kissed him back feverishly, as if my life depended on it. Biting, squeezing and tugging at his lips sent him into a craze. His fingers moved quick, unbuttoning my blouse and trailing kisses down my neck. He did everything so quick –but it wasn’t enough for me. I pulled his hands from kneading my tits and guided them between my legs.

He growled in response, practically ripping my shorts as he pulled them down. Everything about this man was insatiable, I realized as he smiled mischievously. He teased the moment out, pinching the inner of my thighs as he made his way to my pussy.

“Spread your legs,” he said –and boy if that voice couldn’t make me cum. His mouth still focused on my neck, he slipped two fingers inside me.

“Holy shi,” his eyes widened in surprise. “You’re dripping wet,” he went on and his voice strained as he struggled to keep his momentum. “You want this don’t you?”

I whimpered in need. Taking that as a yes, he increased his speed –faster and faster until I got close. Pulling myself back together, I willed myself back in the moment and stopped him.

“Not yet. Let me take care of you first,” I reached for the growing bulge in his pants.

He stopped me.  “Not yet. Let’s go into the regeneration container.”

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Regeneration DIY

In the park were a number of green shipping containers with wording in English and China ‘Regeneration DIY’.   What they were I had no idea, another strange thing in a strange can.  He led me to one and drew out a set of keys and opened the side double doorway and after we walked in closed it.  It was dark and I could just see his silhouette.

Everything was moving too fast, and I loved it. I pushed him down on a chair that was there and lunged at him once. Straddling him, I kissed him over and over again until the slickness between my legs got unbearable. I started to grind on him, bucking my legs against his hips –trying to get some sort of friction. He pulled on my hair and set me back so that he was on top of me. He maneuvered me till he was on top; and slowly but surely kissed up to my thighs.

Then his tongue teased my clit. I all but erupted in pleasure, as he lapped me up again and again –driving me insane. He held me down by the hips as he continued his pussy licking torture. Just when I was about to cum, he pulled back. I took that as a queue to reach for him once again, but he stopped me. “It’s about you tonight,” he winked.

He took off his jeans, throwing them to the floor. With that same hungry look that I couldn’t get enough off, he bent over to kiss me –and slowly slid into my wet heat. I groaned, biting into his shoulder to keep from screaming out. He pulled away and brought one hand over to choke me.

“Stop holding back. Let go.”

That was all the incentive I needed. I locked my legs around him and pulled him closer to me. He moaned, loudly this time and started to move faster. I screamed out in pleasure. All my life, all my relationships.

There was no man on earth who could fuck me like this.

I could tell he was close by how fast he kept getting. He fucked me mercilessly, as his hips got faster and faster and I felt my own orgasm building. With a cry of pleasure, I came hard. He followed suit, groaning into my shoulder.

After a few minutes of bliss, he rolled off. We looked at each other and laughed.

“So. How do you like Taiwan?”

The rest of the week went by in a blur.

Brandy and I made trips to the mall, parks (ehem) and even though she promised, Brandy dragged me to the National Palace museum in Taipei city. I didn’t care. I was so high from spending time with my stranger that I went through the entire week smiling from ear to ear.

Brandy noticed my demeanor when we were loading our stuff into the back of the Uber to head to the airport. “Why are you smiling so much?”

I rolled my eyes at her. “It was a good trip, what’s wrong with me being a little happy?” Out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of brown hair in a window.

I never found out his name. Nor did I bother asking. He gave me something more than just good conversation. He gave me sex appeal. A new fire to see the world and explore.

Regardless, I really think I enjoy travelling now.  And this was not just another Taiwan erotic story!!!

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The Biggest Dick I Ever Had!

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When I was 15, my neighbors had a few visitors for the mid-year. I figured they were close with them or something, I don’t truly know. In any case when they arrived, I saw a fine looking fellow who looked about my age arrive.

The following day I saw him sunbathing in their yard with his shirt off but his jeans still on.  The neighbours did not have a pool but we did so I called out, “Hey, you want to come over here and have a dip in our pool”?

He said, “Sure that would be a great idea! My name is Joe.  Let me check with my parents”.

A short time later he returned, he said “Do you want me to wear board shorts or speedos?”

I replied playfully “I think I would like to see you in speedos” for no other motive than to see the outline of his cock in that body hugging swimwear.

He said “Sure, no problem” and he went into his home.

A short time later he came along the side of our house with a swimming bag still wearing his jeans and no shirt, whilst he extended his hand he said “I’m Joe from Essendon.  I’m 14”.

I said “My name is Angel and I’m 15.  Pleased to meet you!  You haven’t put your speedos on yet?”, whilst shaking his hand.

He said “Where are your parents?”

I said “They have gone out to lunch today as it is their anniversary.  I don’t expect them home until tonight.”

He said, “Is it OK that I am here without them?”

I said,”Of course.”

He then walked to the side of the house and said, I’m going to change here, so turn away if you don’t want to see anything, don’t look OK’.

Obviously, I needed to see something, so I looked. His back was turned, so I couldn’t see that much, yet he had an extraordinary ass, and his dick was hanging down between his legs, similar to his balls. It was the hugest dick I had ever seen. Nearly 20 years later it is still one of the hugest dicks I had ever seen.  Being an inquisitive young lady I yearned to see more.

Having put on his speedos he turned around and he saw me staring at the outline of his cock.

He said ‘Ha! Ha ha I have caught you looking!’

I said sorry ‘I couldn’t help it!  You are massive.”

His dick wasn’t even hard and he had a huge one, and I mean immense, bulge in the front of his speedos. He saw me continue to look at it. I am sure that my mouth had dropped and was open in shock when I heard him laughing.

He said “Why don’t you get in your bikini.  It is not fair that you are staring at me in my speedos when you have not even put on your bathing suit”.

Obviously I was a little more prudish than he and I went up to my bedroom and put on my bikini.  When I was 15 I had not shot up yet so was slim and just over 5 feet in height but my breasts had developed.  I was quit self conscious about my whopping size 34C’s that looked even huger because of my thin and short frame.  The bikini top barely covered my enormous juggs and the G-String bottom showed off my tight and taut posterior.  Looking back my ass was incredible, especially when I was tanned.

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I heard a splash, I looked out my window that overlooked the pool and backyard. I saw him swimming and then jump onto the inflatable raft.  He then positioned himself so that he was lying on his back and began to sun bake.  From my position I could see his enormous package and the water had made his speedos see thru and I could see his cock in detail.  I watched him, he turned me on. I made a promise to myself that his dick would be mine before the end of the day.

After perving for quite a few minutes I made my way back to the side of the pool making sure my bikini was just right and asked  him ‘What do you think?”

He opened his eyes and gazed at my breasts. He said “You have a fucking amazing rack!”

I could see he was telling the truth because that ginormous cock started to get larger, but before I could get a decent look at it erect he slid off the raft and into the pool.  He helped me in, we swam and played in the pool for about 30 minutes.

I said “Do you want to play a game of pool volleyball?  It’s similar to basketball and we have a hoop that floats in the water.  We can make it interesting by making a wager.  Whoever losses has to take off their bathing suit. ”

He grinned and said “I like what you are thinking and where you are going with this.”

I got the floating hoop and ball, I placed it in the pool and we began to play.  The rules were first to 5 wins the game.  I scored first but then he blocked me and scored twice so it was 2-1 his way.  We then battled and soon we were all tied up at 4 each.  The battle was on but finally he managed to get past me and scored.

I said “Top or bottom?”

He said, “I want to see that rack.  Your boobs are out of this world”

I then took off my top and my boobs floated upwards in the water.  Being just 15 they did not drop and stood proudly.  Because of the water and probably because I was turned on my nipples protruded.  It was time to continue the game.

This time, I think because he was distracted by my bare breast he was easy to beat and I triumphed over him with a score 5-2.  Without further ado he removed his speedos and tossed them to the beach chairs by the side of the pool.  Because we were in the water I could see the shape of his cock but not with any clarity.

I said ” Its not fair.  you can see my boobs but I cannot see your cock.”

He said, “Let’s get out of the pool and go inside.  Then you can look at my cock as much as you want.”

I got out first and sat on the beach chair. I turned around to see him leaving the pool.  For the first time I saw his cock in it’s entirety and it was a  monster.  In its flaccid state and after being in a pool filled with cold water it was 8 inches or more, but it was not the length it was also the thickness.  If there was a titan of cocks Joe had been given it.  He walked right up to where I was sitting so that his cock was literally inches from my face.

He said “So what do you think of it now?”

I did not have words.  My mouth had dropped again.  I was stunned.  He held out his hand, which I grabbed and he walked me inside – I was still in a daze and then I led him to my bedroom.  He was totally naked and I just had my G-String on.  I looked at his dick and it was beginning to get erect, I watched it as it slowly lifted and increased in size, it became more solid.  This thing was a fucking beast.  It was more than two inches thick on one side so I could only imagine what the entire circumference would be. It now stood a good 10 inches in size.  It was hard to believe that a 14 year old could have such a tool on him and I wondered if I could ever possible take something that large in my pussy – which by the way had  gotten wet in anticipation.

A 14 year old testosterone levels can be unpredictable however Joe was not embarrassed at all as his cock became fully erect. I said “Joe, sit down on my bed will you.”

He did and I dropped to my knees. I began to first lick and then suck his giant member.  As I sucked it, there was no way I could take the entire thing in my mouth, in fact I think I only got it half down before I started to gag so I used both hands to hold the base of his cock and stroked it whilst I gave him head with my mouth.  My oral services obviously pleased him because he began to moan in delight.  I increased the vigor in which I stroked his shaft and after about 5 minutes he started to cum.

His white hot semen spurted as I tried to guzzle it all down.  I squeezed his balls and cock which increased the delivery of his hot jiz. It flowed down my throat.  I became his cum bucket as he filled my guts with his seed.  Like his cock, never before or after had I seen someone with so much cum.  He spurted at least 8 full cum shots, each and every one of them hitting the back of my throat as I swallowed.  There was so much cum that the last two shots I could no longer swallow and his hot white stream dripped down the sides of my mouth, onto my breasts and onto the floor.

After a few moments his cock began to go limp but it never became small – that was never going to happen.  After a short time he laid me on the bed and took off my G-String revealing my nearly hairless teen pussy.  My youthful pink lips happily parted as he spread my legs and revealed the wetness that had came from my aching pussy during his head job.  He then went down on me and began to lick my delicate clitoris, he then licked the lips of my vagina and finally made his tongue dart in and out of my pussy.

The feeling was astounding and astonishing. I yelled out his name many times as a way of encouraging him more.  I came at least three times and as my vaginal juices gushed from my gaping hole he lapped them all up.  He became my cum bucket and was eagerly drinking all my love juices.

After the third time I had squirted, I needed him inside me and I said. “I can see your cock is hard again.  How about you try and put that monster in.”

He smiled and said “I thought you would never ask.”

With the amount of foreplay that he had given me my hole was hot and open, ready to take anything.  However when he put his massive head at my opening I was not quite so sure.  I was not a virgin but it felt like I was a virgin again.  He put the head of his cock on my pussy and slowly and steadily pushed.  It seemed like ages and suddenly it ‘popped’ in.  It hurt a whole lot but I was on fire and needed his cock more than anything I had ever desired before.  He continued pushing his shaft in and out of my cunt slowly until it began to feel alright.

Joe must have sensed that I was okay with his cock inside me probably because I was pushing my hips towards him as he drove his cock in and I swayed back as it went outwards.  Our sexual rhythm became one and increased in speed. He pumped his cock in hard, grinding it in 10 or 11 inches deep.  My poor teen pussy had never been so stretched before or beaten by a monster of a cock.  We had hard fucking sex for about ten minutes, I saw the expression on his face and knew that he was about to cum.

I said “Cum inside me you fuck.”

He yelled ” Fuck yeah!” and with that he began to spurt. He moaned and screamedg as he wildly fucked my little pussy with that adonis of a cock.  Yum, I was astounded! There was as much cum if not more than when I had given him head.  It took him a whole three minutes or more of cumming until he finally lay beside me exhausted and trembling.  I could feel his jism run down between my legs.

Now that we had stopped I could feel pain in my pussy and looked down to see jism mixed with blood running between my legs.  His huge cock had ripped my poor pussy.  He said “Shit. I’ve injured you.  We have to get you to a hospital.” and jumped up.

I said “Joe, relax.  It is probably just a small tear.  What did you think would happen fucking me like that with your god sized dick?”

He did not relax and turned white.

I again said “It’s nothing to worry about Joe.  I will get a pad and it will be fine.”

He then settled down and left about 30 minutes after.

I was fine and it was just a small tear that healed itself within a couple of days.  Joe stayed with the neighbors for two weeks so we revisited similar sexual trysts at every available opportunity.  Now, 20 years on we still keep in touch with each other even though I am happily married.  I would never tell my husband but Joe was/is incredible.  Never have I met a man like him sexually nor do I think I will.  On one of his visits in the years that followed we measured his cock – I think he was 18 then – and it was over 12 inches long.

Just writing this and thinking about his cock made me salivate and get wet again.  Goodness, you have to excuse me whilst I grab one of my toys and get myself off.  Ahh.. Joe, you’ve done it again!

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Ghosts at Sister’s Island Singapore

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I was just three years old when my parents settled at the heart of New York city. I was lucky to have two big brothers Garison and Luke. While at New York We loved every moment of it because we would play at the New York Parks have a great time chasing around with our dog Trufie and so much more. It was a memorable moment because we spent so much time playing. Also, I had the biggest protection in school because no one would have liked to upset Garison or Luke and mostly, because they were a part of the football team. I always hoped that I would be their cheerleader some day.

I remember playing cheer-leader and they would cheer me on. Therefore, by the time I was eight years old my parents had to relocate to Singapore specifically, the Sister’s Island. I hated the whole idea right from the word go. I hated having to do away with memories of New York and mostly, because I wanted to be a cheerleader to my brother’s football team. Anyway, it was a drag moving out because I wanted to remain there and my mom had to keep shouting at me that I had forgotten to pack this or that or whatever else. I had done my best to show them that I hated the whole idea.

I remember asking mom, “Who lives in Singapore, Mahatma Gandhi or what? Oh, I think I will be dancing around the north Pole cheerleading for the darn sea gulls and perhaps, meet the famous Pingus.” She was flabbergasted by my questions, “Brittney, if you don’t pack in the next five minutes, you will not only lose your scholarship to study anywhere in the world but you will spend the rest of your life in some of the shelters.” I think I hated her but my father’s stare was enough to tell me I would be in hell if I didn’t do what mom asked.

I grumbled all the way from J.F.Kennedy International Airport to Edward Bodden Airfield. My brothers would hear none of it. In fact, they spent half of the flight on their earphones and the other half asleep. Oh, Garrison had to leave his girlfriend of one and a half years (Hazel) and Luke had to erase the memories of his crash, Sidney. They loved their girlfriends a lot and they hang out a lot together.

The first few weeks at Sister’s Island were boring because there was nothing interesting to do besides a weekend trip to the marine parks and some other stuff. Obviously, we were still mad. No one wanted to show the excitement of being in a new place especially after getting into hundreds of arguments prior arriving to the island. However, everything changed when we visited one of the museums where we heard about the history of the Sisters Island. We spent half of the time making fun of each other, I dressed like Linah, put on a white sheet and I would say, “Woooooo! Oh, Luke, where have you been all this time.” After that we would laugh till our ribs hurt.

We went on like that until Garison had a strange encounter. Garison was walking along the house’s hallway when he saw girl rush to dad’s room. He thought he was seeing his own things or just had a bad day.The second night, he actually felt something touch his face. At first, he thought I was pulling a prank on him but when he saw I was asleep he began having second thoughts about the whole experience. He heard a soft a voice, whisper into his ears, “Come into my embrace and let’s kiss till noon where sun shineth bright and rush through the meanders of the great seas.”

He thought he was seeing his own things or just had a bad day.The second night, he actually felt something touch his face. At first, he thought I was pulling a prank on him but when he saw I was asleep he began having second thoughts about the whole experience. He heard a soft a voice, whisper into his ears, “Come into my embrace and let’s kiss till noon where sun shineth bright and rush through the meanders of the great seas.”

During the Singapore Nights, in his sleep he would see a lady in his visions who was so beautiful. He swam in the seas as a Pirate and Luke had another girl besides him. The two pairs would run through the deep forests and dive into the deep seas doing all manner of heavenly things. He wanted her as every night grew intense with passion. They felt each other in a new spiritual realm, in another time dimension and in a new space where both loved every bit of it. There were nights when the sisters made it impossible for Luke and Garison to sleep through a night because they did very naughty things on them and they would mourn for more.

 

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The giggles on the hallway were inevitable as I saw my brothers kiss the walls and shove themselves into invisible things. To them it was so real. My brother Garison seemed to feel everything. He felt Linah’s caresses, her eyes, her lips, and her entire being. He Liked stroking her hair and danced with her every night they got a chance. He seemed to have gone into another world. He was unusually happy and joyful that my parents started getting concerned. I remember Dad, going through their rooms just to ensure they were not hooked to anything.

Luke spent time with Minah or at least from the description the Museum guide gave us. They were both beautiful but what surprised me the most were the little chi-chats that I could hear from their rooms, anyone would have thought they were having a good time with real girls. Minah, would say, “My fairest, prince, where thou art from, for such a strong caress to feel my bossoms with so much strength and lust,” and Luke would say in gentle whispers, “Say my name?” The passion envisaged was so powerful that I felt the floor crack into two.

After that, everything was still as if nothing happened. I had to ask myself what would happen if the sisters really fell in love with Garison and Luke. I hated the idea of loosing them because I wouldn’t imagine spooked things hovering all over the place would be worth it. They loved the ghost sisters and I wanted to tell them that they had to be more careful because I know of other things I had heard about the ghost sisters from Sister’s Island.

It wasn’t the first time the sisters haunted families with brothers especially those that visited the Sister’s islands. Tales from the towns had it that, the girls used their beauty to charm whoever they preyed on. As soon as the brothers gave in to their charms they would mysteriously disappear and in some cases, their bodies were recovered at the sea shores. It wasn’t the easiest time for me because I had never seen anything like this in my entire life. I can’t recall the number of times I tried to warn my brothers about the issue but they seemed too hard bonked by the girls that everything I said was utter rubbish.

I always felt as if I was talking into space whenever I tried to tell them that the girls would make them one of them. I remember, Luke saying, “I don’t care, I will do anything to spend my eternity with her.” As for Garison it was worse because for the first time, he kicked me out of his room and told me to never bother him again about his life. In fact, I created an email from Hazel telling him how much I loved him hoping it would trigger something like “reason” in him but it was not only deleted but he had the email blocked.

I always felt as if I was talking into space whenever I tried to tell them that the girls would make them one of them. I remember, Luke saying, “I don’t care, I will do anything to spend my eternity with her.” As for Garison it was worse because for the first time, he kicked me out of his room and told me to never bother him again about his life. In fact, I created an email from Hazel telling him how much I loved him hoping it would trigger something like “reason” in him but it was not only deleted but he had the email blocked.

However, as time went by, their love with the Singapore ghosts sisters grew so strong that I bet I saw Garison become invisible and sometimes, the girls were as real as a human being. Therefore, they seemed to dance between two realms the realm of the living and the realm of the dead and at times, it was difficult to tell who they really were. I think I should have mentioned that to my parents but knowing Luke I would have ended up in a mental asylum. So I thought of something else, I decided to put up a camera on all the rooms particularly at my brothers’ hallway.

Luckily, my plan worked and my parents were humongously shocked… because they never thought they had mentally ill babies. They obviously took the tape to a psychiatrist who thought that he had concrete evidence of delusional disorders. So the following morning my brothers were sedated and taken to a mental asylum for further examination. After several nights in the asylum, my brother knew what they saw and instead of reacting to the ghost visitations they acted more normally than all the other mentally ill patients. Surprisingly, I later found out that the Singapore Ghosts sisters never visited them there.

When they came back from the hospital they became more discreet about their secret love life and spent more time, inside their rooms. I could hear some movements, whispers and little laughs. This time round, I couldn’t do anything else other than watch the sisters have a great time in the realm of the living dead or whatever that was. I saw my brothers less and my parents didn’t know what to make of their withdrawal. However, they seemed at ease but when you looked at them in their eyes you could tell their minds were somewhere else as if lost in space and time.

There were days, they were cheerful and days when they were just quiet. Sometimes, I would wake up in the middle of the night only to find one of ghost sisters look at me. I almost peed on myself the first night but after some time I had to much anger to be spooked. So they would smile at me and then wave at me “Good Bye.” I didn’t know what to make of that. They started doing it more often and one night I deliberately followed them. They took to the end of the hallway and they pointed out to the window as if pointing to the sea then they disappeared.

After several months of being with the sisters I remember looking at my brothers one more time. I just said, “Good night” then I went to bed. However, that was the last time, I saw my brothers. They said good night too but the following morning they were nowhere to be found. I desperately looked for them at the sea shores but even after months of looking for them I never found anything even Luke’s navy blue jersey or Garisson’s White handkerchief. Whatever happened to them, the sisters must have won their end-game.

I wanted to scream my lungs out with pain and anguish. Sometimes, I wished I could just be a ghost too but that was all. There was an evening I went to the sea shore and I swear I saw my brothers with the ghost sisters at further parts of the sea and I screamed my lungs out, but they only had more romantic moments there. They shoved each other into the sea and then back up again like a pair of sea whales. Suddenly, they disappeared. I even recall some people staring at me strangely as if I had gone insane or something like that. I had to compose myself, when I remembered that I may have been the only one who knew what happened. The tape took Luke and Garison to a mental asylum, my story would have left me locked up forever.

So I take a bottle of whiskey just to forget them. Perhaps, they are happier wherever they are and I can only wish them eternal bliss. Some old person said there was time for everything and it was time, for love in another space of time. I still remember the giggles, the little whispers, and the little games they played in their rooms. It seemed more enchanted than an ordinary couple in love. They even sang songs that I had never heard before, I was shocked they sang to Shakespeare’s English and ran along the Singapore beaches like a bunch of mustangs. I hope I will forget everything one day but mostly, I don’t know what to tell my parents. They wonder a lot too.

 

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Witchery At Bukit Brown Cemetery, Singapore

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Cassandra looked at the steaming cauldron before her, watched that her insurance charms to ward of unwanted demons were firm and took a full breath. It was the last week of the Hungry Ghost festival and she had ensured she set up her coven was in the most unholy of grounds the ‘Village of the Dead’ at Bukit Brown Cemetery, Singapore.  On the off chance that she couldn’t use the witch craft of evil spirit summoning in one week from now’s finals she would never pass her Advanced Witching Degree and would be returning to a 9 to 5 job of fortune telling and herbal remedies. She was resolved with this opportunity to hit the nail on the head, after past endeavors had brought about just cerebral pain and disappointment.

It would help obviously if her witchery book wasn’t so singed and dirty with powder recolors that she could scarcely make out the antiquated script. It was imperative to get the words right. There was that tale about the witch who had got her articulation wrong and wound up summoning the devil himself. Precisely how that meeting went nobody knew as all that had stayed of the witch was a little heap of fiery debris. The story could simply be an urban myth, yet Cassandra wasn’t taking any risks. She kept her eyes on the page as she presented the Summoning Charm in ancient languages, going back so that the now-bubbling water didn’t sprinkle onto her bare skin. Despite the fact that she would wear a robe to the witching exam, it was customary for a witch to work naked, and as she was just summoning a low-level Goblin, it was unrealistic to think about her absence of apparel.

Yet the measure of warmth and steam that abruptly ascended from the pot as she completed the Charm were significantly more than she had anticipated. Hacking and wiping her eyes Cassandra looked on to see a well-built, man molded ascending from the cauldron, bearing no connection to the photo of the goblin in her book. The steam cleared, uncovering a bare man devil who looked every last bit a well-endowed man. Just the brilliant sheen to his skin and the crimson shade of his hair demonstrated he was a heavenly creature. That and the certainty Cassandra had never seen a human male so perfectly well-made. He stood naked and looked upon Cassandra his cock looking the size of a horses dick.

Cassandra acknowledged she was gazing upon him and become flushed; considerably all the more so when the devil’s eyes voyaged over her own body, his look waiting on her bosoms and lips, flushed and sodden from the warmth, before at long last meeting her eyes.

He looked verging on eased. “You have summoned me and now we must finish off this spell and complete your erotic dream.  I am Incubus,” he said.

Cassandrs looked down at her book and flipped through a couple pages, totally muddled. Nope, Incubus generally came to women in their sleep and had devils wings.  He was however around six foot tall devil with thighs like tree trunks and that massive cock.  He walked over to her and delightfully tousled hair.

“It appears to be right around a disgrace to send you back,” she considered, and the evil spirit looked shocked.

“Send me back? Obviously you have case the wrong spell.  I am Incubus and until we engage in sexual relations, there is no sending back?”

Cassandra speedily dropped the book and hid her bosoms with her hands, all of a sudden intensely mindful of her own bareness.  “Do what? I was simply honing my witchcraft, I have an exam one week from now. Precisely what kind of evil spirit would you say you are? I was expecting a Goblin.”

At that the man looked attacked, then delighted. “Indeed, I’m not a Goblin. I am Incubus one of the oldest demons.  Your witchcraft may have summoned me but until my deed is complete you will not be rid of me.”

Cassandra looked at the massive horses dick that Incubus had and her eyes watered up and she began to cry.  Hers eyes went wide as he ventured out of the cauldron. The steaming water trickled off his rigid thighs, his penis becoming erect as he moved towards her. Leandra was attached to the spot, her mouth dry as she felt warmth originating from his body, for some unknown reason she began to feel hot and wet between her thighs.   Demon magic for sure.

 

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Summoned Demon

 

“You will be mine now,’ he said, halting only a couple inches away, “Until you formally Release me, by giving yourself to me I cannot leave, however I can guarantee that I will delight you.”

“I see.” Oh my, she thought, licking dry lips. Her hands drifted down to her sides and his look went to her bosoms, eyes craving them. It had been too long, she understood, since her last sexual encounter.

The evil presence bowed down to kiss her, pulling her towards him. His skin was hotter than any human’s, and his fingertips left torching trails along her back and over her butt cheeks as his hands wandered her body. He abandoned her mouth to lay a way of butterfly kisses down her neck.

“I am Cassandra,” she managed to whisper out how, panting as he asserted her mouth once more. His tongue dashed between her lips and she was glad that it wasn’t forked. It was however more pointed than a man’s and considered how it might feel on her clit sent her over the edge. His teeth also were pointed.  She was groaning as she grasped a bunch of his hair and pushed her body into his, remaining on tiptoes. She was totally under his spell and her silky smooth juices were running down her leg in anticipation of taking his monster cock.

In a smooth motion he lifted her off the ground, his hands measuring her rear end, as though she did not weigh anything. Wrapping her legs around him Cassandra felt his prick squeezing against her wetness and groaned once more. He was so huge she did not know if she could take him but she felt smoking hot there as well and she was all of a sudden edgy to know how he would feel inside her.  Incubus the demon conveyed her over to the table where her herbs and potions were and threw them aside and placed her on it. He separated her legs, taking a look at her now open pussy that was dripping wet.  He looked at her as though her body were a banquet and that he proposed to appreciate every last bit of.

He brought down himself over her, his mouth setting off to her bosoms, a hand slipping between her legs, and Cassandra covered a hand in his hair and shut her eyes, giving herself over to the delightful sentiments winding through her body. He orbited one areola with that hot, pointed tongue then sucked it forcefully into his mouth as master fingers discovered her sweet spot and stroked her tenderly. His touch was immaculate, and she kicked against his hands and mouth, curving her back like a feline.

Incubus stooped between her legs, his thumb circumnavigating her clit now while he plunged fingers inside her. Leandra went after his prick, felt the hot weight of him in her grasp not able to hold it within her fingers as it was so large, however when she went to sit up, planning to try to take him in her mouth he tenderly pushed her withdraw.

His voice was very nearly a snarl as he said ‘lay back’ and pushed her forcefully back onto the table, his yearning self-evident, yet he brought down himself between her legs and tasted her gradually, his tongue dashing around and over her clit until she thought she would shout with the delight of it.  She did shout, when three fingers went  inside her, then four and then five whilst he sucked on her nipples and as her climax peaked, so she writhed under him and let go, surrendering herself to her orgasm as his fist slipped inside her. He kept his mouth on her until she completed, then came up and kissed her with an astonishing force. She could taste her own cum juices on his lips.

“Did you enjoy that he said?” Without waiting for a reply he said , “Now you are ready to take me’ as he withdrew his fist from her pussy.  He began opening her legs more and wrapping them around his waist, Cassandra pushed his cock to meet hers with her thighs.  “I need you inside me,” she whispered, and he moved, his body pushing as the pressure of his cock on her gaping vagina grew more and more.  After perhaps half a minute an audible pop could be heard as he began entering her in one quick and profound stroke that about sent her over the edge once more she screamed in both delight and pain. She moved with him, her hands grasping at his ass cheeks, feeling his muscles fix and flex as he dove all through her with the mammoth cock. The warmth from his prick appeared to fill her own particular body, transforming her into fluid warmth from the back to front. When she returned again it went on longer than she suspected conceivable, until she was a trembling, boneless wreckage in his arms, groaning delicately as his entire body fixed and he nipped at her neck, peaking himself with a low snarl.   She trembled spent and abused.

They lay not speaking as the phosphorescence of the moment subsided at the coven at Bukit Brown Cemetery, Singapore, then she moved once again into his arms and grinned.  “That was better than I ever thought possible,” she said, smiling as he flushed at her achievement of taking all of him.
She watched as he rose and said, “I must leave now but I have left you a gift.”

Cassandra passed her witchery examination with flying colors and is a now practicing witch.  Now three months along and a noticeable bump can be seen.  She wonders what it will be like to bring up a demon child in Singapore.

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