[Story] Season of Giving

[Arnold66SG]

EPISODE 1: PREPARATION

*Beep beep SMS*

Reluctantly roused from sweet slumber, I checked my phone for the moniker of the joker who played the morning call prank.

It read "Hey, booked for Sunday already. Remember what you promised. See you there!"

Suddenly fully awake, I tried counting the days. It's Monday morning. 6 full days before Sunday trudges along.

"Alright, don't forget the stuff to bring." my fingers worked the keypad into a quick reply.

The following days flew by without incident, and soon it was Saturday night.

The familiar sound of my phone echoed across my room.

The SMS read "I hope you kept your promise. Tell me you didn't do it."

"Not since Sunday. A promise is a promise." was my reply.

"Good! 6 full days. That would be quite sufficient."

There was something about her that was just so intriguing. The rest of the Saturday night was an alternation between short bursts of lackluster sleep and labored breaths of anticipation. Perhaps the most torturous night ever.

Finally the moment of truth arrived. All well and prepared, I left my house and hit the road to get some supplies. This is my end of the deal.

As fate would have it, there she was seeking the supplies she was in charge of.

"See you later!" she quipped as she busied herself.

"See you later." and I continued my forage.

We met later at the town center, and excitedly she headed for the bus.

"Let's go!" she said.

The bus ride was uneventful, and we chatted about random things till we arrived at our destination.

Entering the building, she approached the receptionist and settled the administrative issues. The elevator beckoned, and took us to the second level. Having matched the door number, she opened the door to a small but comfortable room.

"Here we are!" she could barely suppress her excitement.

[...to be continued...]

[Arnold66SG]

EPISODE 2: SEDUCTION

"Hey I need to use the washroom." Nature's calling at the wrong time, but I suppose it is best to clear my system anyway.

"Alright, I'll wait for you." She sat herself, all prim and proper, at the edge of the bed.

I almost contemplated leaving the washroom door closed but unlocked, and top it off with some curt remark like "Door's not locked!". Stupidly I decided against it, and chose instead to run through how an unexpected friendship found its way this far.

*Ding ding ding* The MSN window rings and I saw her message - "Hi, this is A from XXX."

"Hi, how do you do?"

"Good! Anyway I added you because I thought you were a rather interesting person, hope you don't mind."

"No, of course not, thank you."

Random chats ensued, but I'll spare the details. It came to a point where she bared it all.

"So how, don't you want to do it with me?"

I must admit I didn't really know what to think.

"Time and place?" I was really tempted.

"That's easy. Let you know." She made the arrangements subsequently.

"You're taking quite long, you know?" Her words snapped me out of my thoughts.

She was still seated, prim and proper, at the side of the bed, when I exited the washroom.

"So, shall we start?"

[...to be continued...]

[Arnold66SG]

EPISODE 3: PREDATION

"Bring it on!"

With a cheeky smile, she started to remove her top. I put my hand on hers, indicating for her to stop.

"In a game for two, we don't do things ourselves."

She gave another cheeky smile, and I moved over to pull her top off. A cute pink brassiere concealed her 36C assets.

"Your turn." Her voice was as seductive as ever, as she also removed my top.

"Alright, the next thing to go shall be that skirt."

"Come and get it." I needed no repeat invitation to strip her of her miniskirt. Another cute pink undergarment revealed itself. In reciprocation, she pulled my bottom down. The bulge was simply unmistakable to her.

"Hard already?"

"I don't know."

Unconvinced, she gave the bulge a light squeeze.

"Very hard. I like. I can't wait."

I moved behind her, and she gave me a quizzical look. Her cheeky smile returned when I sat behind her and began fumbling with her brassiere. She didn't mind the lack of experience, for she was more preoccupied with the bulge pushing against her from behind.

"Ooo, I like that."

I didn't pass the chance to give her assets some light squeezes as I took off her brassiere.

"Now, the moment of truth." She turned around and giggled cheekily. Gripping the rubber band of my undergarment, she gave it a light pull and then a tug and off it went. For the first time, her eyes feasted on the pole she will be dancing with for the next few hours.

"Wow, very hard. I wonder how it feels."

I pointed at her undergarment.

"Off with those first." I urged.

"Oh yes." She allowed me to pull her final piece of modesty away.

Now stark naked, we were all ready for action. She was already wet enough to drown, while I was so hard I could break bones. She wrapped her fingers slowly around my shaft, and commenced on a slow sensual stroking. I wanted to see the look on her face, but her eyes were fixated on my rod like it was some object of great intrigue. Up and down my shaft she ran her skillful hand, and she knows she's priming the very tool that she would later use for her own sinful pleasures. After a while, I laid her down, and attempted to reciprocate.

The very next moment my fingers knew only wetness. I had my index finger inserted into her, rubbing against the upper wall of her love canal. My thumb was not on holiday either, and as it passed, for the first time, across the surface of her clitoris, she squirmed.

"Ooo, that felt really good. Touch my clit, I love it."

I didn't stop. The second finger went inside her, and it heightened her sensations. Believe it if a girl tells you her clitoris is the thing to play with. Nor did I give up on the hard rubbing my fingers were exacting on her pussy. In and out my fingers went, and she simply got wetter. All of a sudden, as if gripped by a spasm, she tightened up. I felt her pussy contract against my fingers. When she let out a louder moan, I realized that all the while she had been moaning ever so softly, but this final ordeal forced her vocalization.

As I withdrew my fingers, she whispered amidst deep breaths "I just cummed."

"It'll be my turn next." I told her as she laboriously tried to catch her breath. After a couple of minutes, she recovered, and with a cheeky grin, reached into her bag.

"Look what I have here." She fished out a small little box and waved it at me. It was a box of 3 condoms. She pressed the box in my hand and quipped something that sent the temperature rising.

"Now now, will you finish them for me?"

[...to be continued...]

[someidiot]

Camper reporting!

[Lian&Hua]

Me second, don't let us wait too lonnnnnngggg

[Arnold66SG]

EPISODE 4: PENETRATION

I took the box of condoms from her and replied with confidence "Just you wait."

She giggled happily.

"Now, why don't you get busy while I open the box?"

She gave a knowing smile, and wrapped her soft fingers around my shaft again. This time, she was not keen just to work her hands up and down. She slid herself further from me, and moved her face so close to her new toy. She parted her lips slightly, took a good study of the toy, and then took the shaft into her warm wet mouth.

This was heaven, and if you have been seeking it, here I give you the answer. She bobbed her head, sucked on my shaft, and rubbed it with her hand all at the same time. As if that was not sufficient tease, she started flicking her tongue across the tip of my rod, and that was ecstatic. You, my reader, must convince a girl, any girl, to do that to you at least once in your lifetime.

She was mildly surprised.

"You aren't going to cum yet?"

"Not even 10% there."

"You sure can hold. Nobody I know can take it so long."

Now either she had had guys with poor stamina, or she was experiencing time dilation. Either way, I can't help but feel like a hero.

"Don't worry, I'll give it to you so long you wished I am not the machine I am."

"Prove it, big one."

"Let me put on my suit first. Appearance counts."

With that I unrolled the first condom over my hard rod. I am sure she was just teasing. 4.5 inches cannot be anywhere near the adjective "big", but she seemed to think that her toy is probably too big for her. Yes, she did mention that she thinks my rod is big.

"Could you put it in slowly please? I am not sure if I could take your whole thing in."

"Guide me, lady."

She grabbed my shaft again, and slowly pulled it towards the forbidden gates. She slipped a little of the head in and released her hand. Of course, it's my show. Gingerly I pushed my hard rod inch by inch into her, until my entire shaft was buried inside.

"Be proud, you took the whole thing in."

She clenched her canal hard. I could feel the sweet pleasure of the canal squeezing my rod.

"Then I am leaving no square inch free of my clench. Stick it in!"

I gave her a slow gentle thrusting rhythm to enjoy in missionary. We decided to be a little adventurous and ditched the good old position. Doggy-style was next on the menu after the appetizer. We spent a couple of minutes indulging in the animal position, and I told her I'd like her to do some work.

"Riding it is that you want?"

I lied on the bed, my rock hard gear stick skywards, while she came dangerously close to lowering her canal onto my rod. Suddenly she froze.

"I am not going to do any work."

With that, she lied down. I know, she needed the missionary position.

I entered her again in missionary, but this time I am giving no mercy.

"Now, to punish your laziness." I rocked her hard for some minutes, my rod jammed inside her and delivering powerful pump actions on her. After some time, I suddenly felt a strong gripping sensation along my shaft. She came for the second time, and I was left amazed at how a girl could have climaxed with a hard stick plowing away at her canal. But came she did, again, for a third time.

The gripping action her canal was offering me was too steamy. I dug her canal deeper, faster and harder, and soon the tingling sensation came.

[...to be continued...]

[Arnold66SG]

EPISODE 5: EJACULATION

I knew I couldn't stop, not at this juncture. We'd been at it for half an hour, and we're not giving it up just as the long march ends. I kept up the pace, shafting her hard as she let out her moans. The end is near.

She must have felt the head of rod swell inside her. She must have felt the shaft harden up further inside her. She must have felt the rhythmic throbbing heralding the big event inside her. She must have felt it as I unloaded a heavy battalion of marines in seemingly unending waves inside her. For she asked, "did you just cum?"

I would have grabbed my hair in despair. What a question to ask. As I enjoyed the sweet sensation of squirting a thick stream of baby-maker juice inside her love canal, she would quiz me with such insensitivity. She would have fared better to just lose herself in the powerful pumping action my shaft was exacting on the rim of her pussy. I didn't because she followed immediately "I love that pumping feeling."

That was truly steamy. That was an invitation resent. I exited her pussy, and unrolled the condom, hanging heavy with a huge load. I passed the package to her, and she studied it.

"That's a lot of cum you have there, you totally flooded the reservoir ten times over. 6 days of abstinence and you could save up this much, I am impressed."

You, my reader, will love it the same way I did, if you saw the surprised look she gave me as she saw what I was doing.

[to be continued...]

[TigerB]

"As I withdrew my fingers, she whispered amidst deep breaths "I just cummed.""

Woweeee... my dear.... me also cummmed !
Good writing bro ! Up you !

[Arnold66SG]

EPISODE 6: RESUMPTION

"Hey, what are you doing?" She was still holding the used condom.

"Why so serious?"

"I thought you'd at least need a rest."

"Not now, I'm not done with you." I finished unrolling the second condom over my rod.

She reached a hand out. "Ooo, I see you are even harder now. Do you want my pussy that badly?"

"No, not that I want, but I need your pussy that badly."

That got her steamy. "Put it in, put it in, put it in!"

Slowly I inserted my shaft, now even harder, into her love canal.

"Will you give it to me better this time?" It did seem she was pleasantly surprised she's getting her second shafting so soon.

It was to be missionary all the way. With each thrust, she drew a deep intake of air. My rod worked its way hard inside her, but the familiar tingling sensation seemed a little far. I had no choice but to shaft her harder.

"Don't stop. Please." Obviously she preferred it harder than softer.

"I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you soon." Finally the tingling sensation came about. I kept up the pace and suddenly, involuntarily, I was forced to jam my shaft all the way into her and freeze. Thick jets of cum gushed forth as waves of pleasure racked through me. The second shot was even heavier than the first.

"Yes, you cummed again. I love that feeling."

I kept silent. The aftershock still left me rather incapacitated. As I slowly recovered, I withdrew my rod and unrolled the condom. I passed it to her again.

"Ooo, this is a thicker load. My my, you are an ammunition depot. Wait, oh my god!"

I opened the third and final condom.

"You weren't expecting to take a break, I hope? I haven't done you enough."

Again she stretched out her hand. "My god, it's still hard. How many times are you going to do me today?"

"Last time. We're out of condoms."

"Then give it to me one last time. We'll think about other things later."

As Russell Peters quipped, "be a man, do the right thing." With that I entered her again. It certainly did help that she was still soaking wet after all that shafting, and I slid my rod in with ease. Of course, with such wetness, I could certainly drill her as hard as I wanted to.

"You're still wet like a rainy day."

"Yes, you got me horny. Give it to me hard this time."

I didn't plan on going slow. I gave her hard rapid thrusts that made her moan louder.

"Yes yes, I like this. I like you power drilling me. Harder please!"

It was a chore, and it was really tiring. I should have done my workouts to keep the fitness. Who cares, though, when you have encouragement from a horny lady?

An unknown period of time passed. All the time I was machine-gunning her, my rod going in and out of her love canal like the cylinders of a V6 engine. Her wetness was simply superior lubrication. As the tingling sensation passed, I unloaded my third shot inside her.

After I took my rod out of her love canal, I unrolled the last condom and passed it to her. I climbed off her and decided to declare it a day.

"Alright that's the last condom. I hope you had your fill, horny girl?"

She tied the last condom up and gave me a sly smile.

"You've given enough to me. Now I think it's time for me to give it to you."

With that, she reached her hand out to grab my rod.

[...to be continued...]

[Arnold66SG]

FINALE: RECIPROCATION

"My god, you're still hard!"

"It's all your fault."

"I'd rather think you are telling me subtly that you are not done for the day yet."

"Well, we're out of condoms, so it's game over."

"Hmmm." She paused a while before she uttered something that would give even you, my reader, a raging erection.

"Doesn't matter. I am going to jerk you till you cum and suck you till you cum again."

I suppose after some time, I got taken for granted. Would she even succeed at all, trying to work a rod that has shot thrice in a row already? She wasn't giving up though.

Wrapping her soft hand around my still hard shaft, this time with no rubber barrier, she started to pull it towards her. It came to be that I was straddling her, with her yanking away at my rod, while I kneaded her 36C mounds below me.

She started with a straight-motion jerking, before varying her hand strokes to twists and rubs. She started with a slow yanking, before speeding up to a rather furious velocity. She started with a light grip, before tightening on my rod like a vice.

I had no choice. I had to reward her efforts. When she felt the familiar swelling of the penile head and the twitching throbbing, she knew her mission was close to its end. She kept up the straight-line yanking and invited a surprise stream of cum. Yes, my rod spewed forth its whitish wonder onto her breasts, the same jugs I had softly kneaded as she gave me her handjob.

Not satisfied with the diminishing amount of cum splattered on her, she squeezed my shaft further to entice whatever juice I hid within. Till she couldn't milk any more residual cream from me did she release her grip on my rod.

I climbed off her and lied down, intending on a rest, while she edged to the side of the bed to wipe her hard-earned cum off.

I had barely closed my eyes when I could feel her hand on my shaft again.

"Not so hard any more, big one?"

"What'd you expect? I'm rather used up."

"Watch my magic. I told you I will jerk you till you cum and suck you till you cum again." She sounded so confident as she took her lollipop into her wet mouth.

Her hands never stopped either. While she gripped my shaft with her lips and bobbed her head along it, she also yanked in the same direction. Not satisfied with her performance, she stopped after some time.

I was just about to question her sudden termination of stimulation, when she suddenly flicked her tongue over the tip of my rod. That was as if all hell broke loose.

"Mmmm."

"Why? What's wrong?"

"Your cock just grew bigger. I can feel it grow."

Yes, my rod was roaring its way back to life. She, on the other hand, resumed licking my rod.

"Mmmm."

"Yes?"

"Your cock just grew bigger again. I think it's as hard as when you started."

"You do work magic, don't you?"

She gave a giggle, and intensified her licking, focused only on the head. She subsequently alternated between sucking and licking, while her hands continued to yank my hard rod.

"Mmmm."

"Did I grow bigger again?"

"Pre-cum."

She knew her second mission was hot in her hands now. At times she sucked on the mushroom head of my rod. At times she flicked her tongue across the tip. At times she bobbed her head along my shaft. All the time she was yanking at the base of my rod.

"Hey."

"Mmmm?"

"Cum doesn't taste good. I'm warning you."

"Mmmm." She didn't stop.

The familiar swelling and throbbing came, courtesy of her unrelenting blowjob. I had warned her, but still she welcomed my fifth shot of the day in her mouth. The full load, albeit small, was all unloaded upon her while she still wrapped her mouth around my shaft.

"Not much cum left."

"I wish I had more."

"Yes, you have."

She was unforgiving. She dived right at my rod again, resuming the blowjob she stopped when she took the cumshot in her mouth. She spent her time ravaging her lollipop like it was the sweetest thing ever, but soon she got exasperated.

"Come on, I know you can do it. Surprise me."

"Try harder. It's the 6th shot you are gunning for, lady, and it isn't easy."

She jerked harder. "Give it to me, give it to me. Give me whatever cum you have inside those balls of yours. I am not letting your cock go free, not when it is still so hard. I know you can still shoot."

Talking about sex during a sex session really helps. When she resumed her blowjob, her mouth was greeted with the swelling and throbbing.

"I know you can do it. Give it to me!"

As she intensified her blowjob, so was I edging towards another climax.

"Where's the cum?"

"Coming soon!"

She welcomed the final shot of the day in her mouth again. It was more of a dribble of droplets, though.

"I am impressed. Your 6th shot still has volume."

She swallowed whatever cum I pumped into her mouth. We lied down for a while with her hand still holding my rod.

"What time is it?"

"9pm plus."

"Oh no, I need to be home soon, or my mum will hunt me down."

"I guess that's it then."

"Don't worry. Had we enough time, I'd continue trying to make you cum again and again. Look, it's a few minutes since you cummed and my hand tells me you are still hard. Next time I should get the 12-pack condoms."

"12 shots inside you leaves your mouth with nothing."

"I will get another 12 shots in my mouth before I let you go."

"Dream on. You make me sound like a cum factory."

She gave a wicked giggle.

"Next time, I shall milk you till you are as dry as a boner, much dryer than you are today, and so dry you would orgasm but you cannot shoot any liquid any more."

One hell of a torturous lady, but a true testament to what I would believe is, the "season of giving".

[END]

[Arnold66SG]

Notes:

1. This is based on a true story, an encounter I had around Christmas Day (that's why "Season of Giving").

2. Some details were edited for story purposes.

3. Unfortunately there was no RTF.

4. Finally, thanks to all who have supported this story!