Full Moon in Singapore - Sex Stories

Full Moon in Singapore

... suddenly takes an interest in you too. Public transport and the gym were the easiest places to notice things. Women circled men like the primordial Furies, their body language daring. I overheard an Indian girl with nice big tits confiding to a friend about her "need to have a black affair."

It worked both ways, too, and I found myself getting hornier in the days leading up to a full moon. Every woman became of extreme interest to me. I could tell you about the granny who decided to go for a walk as it drizzled in a tight white singlet, no bra, and how she stopped right in front of me and stared. Or my neighbour, another granny from Malaysia, who had watched me grow up. She literally turned around and wiggled her butt at me. And I ogled, eyes roving from her flat Chinese ass to her full cloud of white hair, despite knowing that she was paying close attention. I was ready to go; I would have plunged my cock right into her, right there. I'd never remotely considered her attractive before, but there I was, nothing but quite literally a fucking animal under the blanket of every full moon.

And why shouldn't the moon exert this effect upon us? Does not the moon, in conspiring with the sun, affect the ebbing and subsiding of the tides? Have we not proven beyond a doubt that the moon's light can induce nocturnal animals to hunt, communicate, and mate?Are human beings not 50 to 60 percent water?

On the night of the 13th full moon (no, really), I bumped into Kasevi during my ...

... walk. She filled me in on her new job at Prudential as we made our rounds side-by-side. Her perfume was sweet, and made my throat dry. A good seven years younger than me, she nonetheless always had enough makeup on and expertly applied to look like she just stepped off the set of a shoot, or was heading to the best club in town. I was obviously attracted to her, and made no effort to hide my attraction, even when she was attached. But our interactions consisted more of a brother-sister dynamic. In fact, I believed she thought I was lame. But now she was bumping into me, her arms and hips brushing against mine, asking questions that forced me to look at her body more closely, such as Do you think my legs are too skinny? no seriously just look at them, my calves are like, so close to my ass--

I'd heard some wild stories, such as "the GetGo experience", and knew that recently single Kasevi might be in heat. So, looking up at the clear sky, not a cloud around, I boldly told her that it looked like it was going to rain, and suggested we go back to my place. And she actually said yes. Tell me that's not supernatural.

It didn't take long before I was pulling her hair and slapping her dusky brown buttocks as I whispered dirty little nothings into her ear, gently biting on and sucking the multiple gold studs I found there. She played right along and started begging me to cum in her mouth, but something was telling me to hold out. So I told her to lie on the carpet, and I began to ...