Be sure to spare some oranges if you bros like this story (:
Let’s begin…
For the past few days, my sister, April, has been letting her friend Natalie stay with us while our parents were out of sg for awhile.
I was kind of sian; two poly girls commandeering the entire house for themselves? Besides, I never really liked Natalie to begin with.
She was noisy, hao lian, and so full of herself I wanted to slap her every time she opened her mouth.
I never thought I could ever find Natalie attractive.
Not just because of her loud personality, but just the way she looked and acted.
She was quite tall and skinny and had always had this smirk on her face.
She had brown, straight hair, with a side fringe.
She was quite tanned as well, and her eyes were big for a Singaporean.
I was skinny too, but I was quiet and sitting at home all day
watching TV and eating cereal while Natalie was out doing
who knows what with who knows who.
Despite all this… Well, let me just say one thing.
With Natalie hanging around the house all day long doing nothing, I didn’t really had time for myself…‘alone time’ if you know what I mean…
I hadn’t been with anyone in quite a long time,
and between both her and my sister, there was no way I could find time to entertain my little brother, let alone bring a girl home.
There was no way I was going to risk getting caught
by either of them by sneaking off in the middle of the night, either.
So when Natalie announced that she was going to
run some errands and would most likely be gone for the rest of the day,
I took it upon myself to use this opportunity wisely and treat myself. It had been so long, I thought I would go crazy
if I didn’t blow my load soon.
However, as I proceeded into my room to do so, I quickly found myself unenthusiastic about the situation.
It had gotten to the point where my hand alone could no longer do the trick. I needed something more, and- oh no.
Before I could realize what I was doing, my head quickly turned
and stared into the guest room right across the way, where Natalie had been staying.
I thought about it for a long while, before finally taking a deep breath.
Okay. It was fine, it would be fine.
Natalie would be gone for the rest of the day, and…
What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her, right?
Terrible philosophy. But I didn’t care…it has been too long…
and the room was filled with the sweet fresh scent of Natalie’s natural smell…
To be continued…
Removing myself from my bedroom, I quickly snuck across the hallway and crept into Natalie’s room. Why was I creeping when there isn’t anyone at home? I don’t know, but it felt exciting. And I could feel my brother standing as I moved closer towards the room. I opened and slammed shut the drawers as fast as I could, searching for the woman’s underwear. Of course, they were in the last one I checked. I snatched a pair of her panties - a baby blue cotton one, with tiny ribbons on the sides- and returned to my room. Dropping my pants to the floor, I sat on the edge of my bed in just a t-shirt and boxers. I began pleasuring myself while clutching the panties tightly. I imagined Natalie wearing the underwear upon her slim, slender hips, rubbing herself onto me and breathing heavily onto my face as her perfectly round tits jiggled up and down.
It had been only a few minutes, but I could feel my climax quickly approaching. I began breathing heavily, working faster and faster. I was seconds away from finishing, when I heard something that made my heart simultaneously drop and leap into my throat. “Oh, my God!” Natalie screamed at me while standing in the doorway, dropping all the NTUC plastic bags that she was carrying. At that moment, I was thinking ‘FUCK. WHY DIDN’T I SHUT THE DOOR?’, but I clearly wasn’t thinking straight. “What the fuck are you doing?!” I could not believe how utterly red her face was, though somehow, her blushed face coupled with her cute tanned face just seemed to turn me on even more.
To be continued bros…more oranges, more sarpork! (;
Hmm seems like not many really likes the story…but i shall continue for those sarporking bros!
“I, uh, umm… You, uh… Were gone? So I um…” I sat there stuttering like a complete and total idiot. I had absolutely no excuse what I was doing. Even though I hid quickly hid my length back in my boxers, it was quite obvious what I was doing as I still tightly held the woman’s panties in my hand.
I hated it that I must have subconsciously done this entire thing out of spite. And yet, as Natalie stood there, scolding me at the top of her lungs, I noticed something… weird, to say the least. I wasn’t being turned off by the situation. In fact, I was getting more turned on. Natalie was, still so damn cute with her blushed face, with the shape of her C cups showing through the tight tank top that she was wearing. I’ve watched a lot of porn…and usually these situations usually end well…but those are just planned scenes…and yet, here Natalie was, going on about how she finds her best friend’s brother having his way with himself with a pair of her underwear. Her sweet, sweet underwear. I could have sworn that there was some…juice on her panties…maybe Natalie…does it too…? I am such a fucking pervert. Despite the fear and panic, deep down i’m still enjoying every moment of the current situation.
*out of brain juice for now! x: will continue when more inspiration comes!*
Before I had a chance to beg Natalie to let me go, I felt her climbing on top my body, towering over me.
I had to admit, I was at the very least worried.
She had a hard, determined look on her face.
I could tell she wasn’t done with me just yet.
“First, clean up this mess you made all over my sweater."
I paused for a second, and then hesitantly began reaching a hand towards the zipper that hung from the hoodie.
In response Natalie growled and slammed my hand out of the way, then grabbed my wrists and pinned my arms against the bed.
She said nothing. Instead, Natalie leaned forward, until her body almost pressed against mine.
Very slowly and carefully, I pulled the hoodie zipper downwards.
Natalie leaned backwards as I did so, allowing the hoodie to peel off her body as I tugged on the zipper.
Natalie let the sweater fall to the floor, revealing to me a tight, low cut tank top that hung off her small chest and was dark blue in color.
Natalie gazed at me with those unnerving eyes of hers, like she was debating what to do with her new toy.
It was exciting and terrifying both at the same time.
She straddled my lap, placing her hands on my chest as we locked eyes and sat in silence for what felt to me like ages.
(to be continued…bros with spare oranges, donations kindly accepted hehe)
Suddenly, Natalie grabbed both my hands and tugged at them, drawing them up to her chest. She spread my fingers open and pushed my palms against her breasts. They were perfect; round and firm, yet still bouncy. “Squeeze them,” Natalie ordered me. I complied immediately, squeezing them tightly through her shirt. Natalie smirked a bit. I had pleased her.
This continued on in silence for number of fairly awkward minutes. Then Natalie said, “Do you like my tits?” I swallowed, and nodded at her. I loved them. “Hmm, I can tell,” she replied, glancing downwards. Even though I just came not too long ago, I was starting to get extremely turned on. My hardness formed a large bulge in my boxers, which in turn rubbed against Natalie’s bottom. She ground her ass against me, causing an involuntary moan. Returning her eyes to me, Natalie shook her head and said, “Fucking perv.”
I could feel my face grow hot at her words. I wanted to please Natalie, not disappoint her. She stared down at me, shaking her head a little. “Take off my shirt, boy,” Natalie told me. And, without question, I followed her orders. I slipped my hands under the hem of her tank top as she lifted her arms into the air. Quickly I removed the article of clothing, tossing it onto the floor next to her dirty sweater. My suspicion was correct; she hadn’t been wearing a bra as her luscious breasts bounced forth right in my face.
Like an idiot I found myself staring at Natalie’s chest with no regards to the woman. I am treated with another slap and more scolding. “Hey,” she said, “my eyes are up here.”
“S-sorry…” I muttered.
“Do my tits turn you on?”
“Yes, they do.”
“So you want to jerk off on them, right?”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. She wanted me to do it again so soon? I felt like it was a trick that I was willingly walking into, but honestly, I could care less. If she wanted me to do it, I would do so, no questions asked. Finally, I replied with a quiet, “Yes.”
TS, i find it weird she was wearing her tank top earlier then suddenly she’s wearing a sweater over her tank top… maybe you would like to read your earlier posts so that the story continue to flow…
could have been a nice story if only the breaks in between are not that long…
“Yes, what? What do you want to do?” Natalie pestered me in an accusatory tone. “Speak up, boy, I can’t hear you.”
Speaking a bit louder, I said, “I want to jerk off all over your chest.” I was desperate to reach for my cock and begin doing just that, but I waited for Natalie to approve my actions.
Natalie crossed her arms once again, this time propping up her breasts for my viewing pleasure. “Well get to it, then,” she demanded as she talked down to me, both literally and figuratively.
I immediately grasped my hard shaft, pulled it out of my boxers and began to beat off in front of Natalie once again.
“That’s it, you naughty little boy,” she said as a devious smile spread across her face, her last words said in a patronizing manner. “Do you like jerking off to your sister’s friends? I bet you blow your load to the idea of fucking me all the time. Don’t you?”
God, all this dirty talk was driving me absolutely wild. Every time Natalie talked about me doing something sexual like it was the most disgusting thing she had ever heard, it somehow managed to turn me on more and more.
As I continued stroking my cock I looked up at her, locking eyes. “I do,” I said eventually. “I think about you when I masturbate, Natalie. I moan your name when I cum.” I don’t know why I felt compelled to lie to Natalie like that. I just seemed appropriate.
Natalie scoffed at my words, but she had a smile of approval on her face. “Of course you do. I’m hot. Don’t you agree?”
I quickly shook my head in compliance. “Yes, I do.”
“Then say it,” Natalie added.
“You’re hot, Natalie,” I replied with, as if she needed confirmation about that face. The woman stared at me expectantly. I figured I should say more. “I-I want to fuck you,” I admitted.
Natalie pursed her lips, pleased. “Oh, I bet you do.” Her gaze shifted downwards as she casually watched me stroking my cock.
“I bet you want to shoot your load inside me. Is that what you want, huh?”
Quietly I gasped at her words, letting out another moan without even realizing it. Natalie was going to make me cum just by her words.
“Ye-yes,” I stuttered embarrassingly, “I would like that.”
Natalie let out a loud and extremely pretentious laugh that made me immediately regret my words. “I don’t fucking think so,” Natalie retorted, her voice suddenly becoming hard and stern.
“You’re going to cum for me again and again and maybe I’ll let you fuck me.” I loved it. I fucking loved it. I belonged to Natalie now; I was all hers to use however she wanted. And I was perfectly fine with that.
Keeping my eye contact with Natalie as I continued pleasuring myself, I said, “Yes, ma’am.” I could tell that had pleased her as her expression had finally lightened up. When Natalie wasn’t yelling at me, she was seriously beautiful. Either way, she turned me on.
The thought of fucking Natalie was getting me closer and closer to climaxing. I knitted my brows as I focused on cumming.
Natalie, noticing her new plaything getting ready to blow his load, propped her breasts under her hands once again and squeezed them together for me. “Come on, little boy. Isn’t this what you wanted? Hurry up and fucking cum.” Natalie demanded me.
“Ohhh, fuck…” I groaned, getting closer and closer to finishing. My hard cock throbbed.
Natalie said, “That’s right, keep going. I want you to cum all over my fucking tits.” Panting heavily, my hips began to buckle. My eyes snapped open and I stared into Natalie’s eyes, furiously stroking my cock.
My breath hitching in my throat, I let out a loud groan as I began shooting a warm, sticky load all over Natalie’s bare chest. She squealed in delight as I came on her for the second time.
Immediately after I finished, I collapsed backwards onto my bed, breathing heavily. I stared at the ceiling as I attempting to slowly regain my breath. I would have been okay with passing out right then and there, but of course, Natalie had other plans.
She crawled up my body and sat directly on my lower stomach, causing me to groan as she did so. Shaking her head, Natalie said, “Look at this mess you made boy. You need to clean this up.”
Something in her voice had changed, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.