Originally Posted by Sorbxe
A Stroke of Luck
Sometimes, luck plays a major part in life.
This was one of those moments.
FB1: B*tt* 20yo, 170/48 B+ (became C)
FB2: B*c*y 19yo 150/40 B- (became B+)
FB2: A***l 30s 152/42 B+ (became C-)
FB1: She was just 20, a part-time student from China HeiLongJiang, fresh in Singapore for only a few months. Living in a cramped room rental with another PRC girl, she was still finding her way in a foreign land. Tall and slender at 1.7m, she had the kind of figure that turned heads effortlessly — 48kg of delicate curves, her long, silky tresses cascading down her back, nearly reaching her waist. Her complexion was flawless, smooth as porcelain, with the kind of natural glow that needed no makeup.
We met through casual chats online, eventually deciding to meet for coffee. My Mandarin was rough, hers was her only language, but she was picking up English, so in a way, we became each other’s teachers — laughing at mispronunciations, correcting each other playfully. Our schedules synced in an almost fated way. I worked the graveyard shift, 10 PM to 6 AM, while her classes ended early afternoon, sometimes even at noon.
That meant one thing: long afternoons together.
I would pick her up from school, in my brand new Hyundai i45 sleek enough to impress without trying too hard.
Lunch dates turned into movie outings, and eventually, an unspoken understanding grew between us. The air between us thickened with a tension neither of us directly acknowledged — but it was there, simmering beneath every glance, every accidental touch.
The moment that changed everything happened at my place.
That day, we had come back to my apartment, a cozy yet spacious unit I lived in alone. I had been lounging on my sofa bed when she disappeared into the bathroom. I don’t even remember if she showered, but when she stepped out, she smelled fresh, clean, a soft floral fragrance mixed with the warmth of her own skin.
But it wasn’t the scent that took my breath away.
She was completely naked.
There was no hesitation, no awkwardness, just quiet confidence. She walked over to the foot of my bed, her long hair swaying gently with each step, and began folding her clothes neatly, placing them down as if this was the most natural thing in the world.
Maitu liao!
My heart pounded. Blood rushed south. I swallowed hard, barely managing to stammer out, “等我一下” before dashing into the bathroom.
In record time, I scrubbed myself down, paying extra attention to the growing heat between my legs. Wrapping a towel loosely around my waist, I stepped back into the room, my body thrumming with anticipation.
She was still standing there, waiting. in all her youthful nubile naked glory!
Without a word, I took her hand and pulled her onto the bed. Our lips met in a slow, heated kiss, her mouth soft, yielding, tasting faintly of the sweet milk tea we had earlier. My hands traced the curve of her spine, exploring the delicate ridges of her shoulder blades before moving lower, finding the dip of her waist.
Her skin was silken, impossibly smooth.
I trailed my lips down the nape of her neck, inhaling deeply as I licked and nibbled at her earlobe. A shiver ran through her, her breath hitching as my tongue flicked into the sensitive shell of her ear. Her reaction fueled me. I moved lower, teasing the small pink peaks of her B breasts with my tongue, painting circles around her nipples before drawing them into my mouth, sucking gently, feeling them harden against my lips.
Her thighs quivered beneath my touch as my hands slid further down, tracing featherlight patterns over her hips and going around to her butt. When I reached her navel, I took my time, flicking my tongue between her belly button and the growing heat below. She was already trembling, her body responding instinctively, arching toward me, silently begging for more.
To my surprise, she was completely bare - smooth, soft, not a single strand in sight. I had expected otherwise, having heard that many PRC girls preferred to keep a natural bush. But she was different.
By now, she was moaning, her body restless beneath me, her growing wetness undeniable. I shifted, positioning myself at her entrance, the head of my length teasing against her lower lips, spreading her arousal as I slowly traced circles around her heat.
She gasped, arching her back, pressing herself against me as if to take me in —but I held back.
Not yet.
I flipped her over, her soft body sinking into the bed as I positioned a pillow beneath her hips, elevating her just enough to expose the most sensitive parts of her. My fingers danced over her lower back, trailing down to the curve of her buttocks in slow, teasing strokes. Every touch sent ripples of pleasure through her. The dampness between her legs deepened, wetness glistening against the pillow.
She whimpered, shivered and trembled, as I began stroking her clit, alternating between featherlight circles and firmer, deliberate pressure. Her body jerked beneath my hands, trembling, desperate for release. As I practiced my yoni massage skill on her holy grail
“我要…” she pleaded, her voice breathless.
But I wasn’t done.
With calculated precision, I continued my assault, my fingers working her until her body shattered beneath me. She cried out, her thighs trembling violently as she came — hard. A sudden stream of clear liquid gushed out of her, soaking the bed beneath her as her body convulsed, muscles tensing before finally relaxing into soft, blissful exhaustion.
I flipped her onto her back, but her body was still shaking. Her sensitivity was at its peak, her nerve endings still firing from the overwhelming orgasm. I wasn’t about to stop there.
Slipping a finger inside, I sought out her g-spot, pressing against the ridged surface while my thumb continued its relentless teasing. The moment I found the right spot, she jerked violently, her hands clawing at the sheets, her moans growing louder, wilder.
“Stop…” she gasped — but when I slowed, her eyes darkened and screamed
“Don’t stop.!” I wasn’t about to…
I smirked, pushing her further, keeping her on edge until she fell apart again, her body quaking, writhing beneath my touch.
When she finally lay limp, panting, I asked with a smile, “你会口交吗?”
She shook her head, too breathless to speak, her cheeks tinged with a deep, shy flush.
I didn’t mind.
Positioning myself at her entrance, I slid in slowly, savoring every inch of her tight, wet heat. She gasped, her fingers digging into my shoulders as I filled her completely.
For the next twenty minutes, I took my time, each deep, measured thrust sending new waves of pleasure coursing through both of us. She came twice more before exhaustion began to set in.
“换你在上面,” I murmured, pulling her on top of me. She obeyed, straddling me hesitantly, her hands pressing against my chest for balance.
But the moment I felt her heat around little me, I lost control.
Gripping her hips, I thrust upwards, fast, relentless, each movement earning me a sharp, pleasured cry. Her body clenched around me, and with one final surge, I came hard, my release spilling deep inside her.
She collapsed onto me, breathless, trembling.
I wrapped my arms around her, feeling the rise and fall of her chest against mine.
“休息一下, 我还要。”
She nodded.
Round two was just beginning.
we lay to rest for another 10-15 mins which allowed me to give her a boob enhancement massage which I learnt from a bro here and continue with my yoni massage attack. She came 2 more times and I manage to do another 2 more rounds.
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