Full Moon in Singapore - Sex Stories

Full Moon in Singapore

... awkward teens, took turns going down on each other, sometimes like awkward teens, mostly like siblings who had lusted after each other for years, finally giving in. Explosive. Rabid. Animalistic. For the level of disaffection she presented to the world, I discovered that Farah had a tremendous appetite for sex. It only took a celestial object to move her to do something bout it.

Our play concluded with me blissed out against the bedframe. I'd released her bun and hair spilled every where, obscuring her face and my vision as she teased and brought me to orgasm, deep in her throat. I believe the cool kids call that a "throatpie".

As I emptied my balls, I reached for the vape pen that had been sticking out of her asshole for the past five minutes. I'd take hearty puffs and then dock it back there.

The windows were wide open, and the curtains were no longer drawn. Wouldn't have been the first time someone saw something. But that's another story, or three, or fifteen.

Whenever my eyes were actually open, they followed the swing of the pen as Farah bobbed, her slight jaw struggling to accommodate my shaft. In fact, she couldn't get to the balls. Not like J or Kasevi did. But I reckoned she just needed a little practice, and maybe a nice set of lingerie to really fire her up.

Excellent ball licker though. Leaving long coats, like coconut and olive oil, dripping down the perineum, tip of her tongue trailing after, pushing the drips towards my asshole. Rubbing her nose ...

... into my sack and taking huge audible whiffs as I jacked off with a spittleslimed hand, our juices mixed. The fingers on my other hand twisting the vape pen, angling it the way she likes. I've found the spot when she surges forward, her eyes hot with renewed lust. Telling her with my eyes to kiss the head, and her doing it. Again. And slowly back to the scrotum.

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While nothing quite like that night ever transpired again, it's not to say my explorations under the light of a full moon ceased entirely. Things still tend to amp up during the waxing stage, with plenty of strange correspondences and repressed women crossing my path.

Kasevi eventually found a new guy, so that closed the door on any further possibilities, for now. Doesn't stop me from casually teasing her about never getting to taste my cum though.

Things are going a little more interesting with J, despite her frequently ghosting me and blaming it on a busy school/work schedule. Last week she spent a raunchy night at my place as servant girl and party favour for a couple of my close friends who were back in Singapore for a spell. I know I said I didn't want to share, but I also didn't want to fork our cash for a professional. And I was also thinking of J's education: the girl needed experience. So we had a good time catching up in between her fetching beers, sitting on the laps of guys she might never see again. If you want the full details, hit me up in the comments. That might be a story worth writing ...