Eyeing her bare body in the mirror, she twirled to her sides to follow the contours of her jet black hair, down to her arch of her back, pushing out her perky butt.

Having studied the “S” her back beautifully formed, she playfully placed her palm on the cheek of her rear and gave it a gentle squeeze before facing herself forward in the mirror again. With her hair barely covering her pink nipples, she drew her head to the side in one swift motion to reveal her 34B breasts in its full glory.

Tracing the back of her fingers from her collar bone, following down the centreline of her nubile body past her freshly trimmed bush, spreading the lips of her pussy open and feeling her vagina.

“A dry vagina huh, that’s got to change” she mumbled while she looked past her breasts below squeezing her left breast and teasing her nipple.

It was 2.00 p.m. in the afternoon in December, and her family had left for an extended holiday. Instead of taking a vacation, she had other plans – plans to satisfy her voracious appetite.

Alone in her home with too much time on her hands, she walked casually across the living room out from the kitchen toilet, ignoring the barely translucent curtains, to reach her room.

Her mother always did the laundry, thus she could not afford to hide her vibrator in her wardrobe. Instead, she opted to purchase a yellow rubber ducky vibrator from a website she accidentally came across once, one that she can hide in plain view of her family. Occasionally she would come home to find the vibrator in a different position than when she left it. Twice, she came home to it warm – both instances, only her younger sister was at home alone, and she flushed red upon seeing Rebecca.

Rebecca wasn’t always like this. In fact, she was the quiet type. Until she met her ex-boyfriend in secondary school, who brought her to a secluded staircase and introduced her to her first albeit incomplete, sexual encounter. Her near first orgasm was voluntarily interrupted when she told her ex-boyfriend to stop – because she felt something weird welling up down below.

Quickly grabbing her yellow toy, she picked up her laptop and phone, she left for the leather sofa in the living room. This was one thing she wanted to do for a while, to have an orgasm in the living room with no one around, but loud enough for her neighbours to hear.

Rebecca was a squirter. Everytime she masturbated herself to ecstasy, she would leave a mess on the floor in place of her bed. It would be much simpler to clean up.

Back when she was 16 – her first orgasm, thankfully was in the wee hours of the morning while she attempted to study for her exams. Distracted by the pleasure of playing with her nipples, and instinctively reaching down to rub where her ex-boyfriend did so, she continued till she squirted on her fabric chair. There, she panicked, and hoped that it would be dry before anyone else discovered that it was wet the following morning.

Placing her pink laptop on the glass coffee table, she turned it on while she shifted her attention to her phone to look for her next appointment. At 4.30 p.m. later, her friends would drop by for “gathering” to celeberate the end of their exams.

Thinking about what might entail later involving 2 guys and 4 girls, her pussy slowly grew wetter. Stretching out her hand to have her phone’s front camera get a better view of her trimmed pussy with the glistening juices, she snapped a picture and sent it to the Whatsapp group chat for a preview of what to expect.

Having heard the delightful tone of her Windows laptop start up finally to the desktop, she went straight to her secret folder where she had her videos of her trysts with her ex-boyfriend.

As if it were second nature to her, she opened up her favourite clip and blew it up to full screen with the volume on. It was when she was at his place, similarly, without his family home about 2 years back, before entering JC. Positioning herself on top of him, bearing her butt to the camera, she gripped his cock with her hand behind her and lowered her already dripping vagina onto his cock – at that point of the recording, she was already at her third orgasm in the short session. Hungry for more, she thrust her hips with his cock inside her while putting her weight on his shoulders. With each thrust revealing more of the thick white juices from her vagina, and her breathing getting more audible.

She couldn’t unglue her eyes from the screen as she laid down on the sofa. Making sure her pussy was facing the direction of the living room windows, she lifted one leg up onto the headrest while she turned on her rubber ducky and pressed it against her clit.

Her moans coming from her and her recording filled the living room. Instinctively massaging her nipples, turning herself on to the point where she was dripping onto the sofa. Wishing she had a cock to thrust into her, she dropped her vibrator and slid her middle finger into her pussy in search of her g-spot.

Rubbing against the magical spot, she could hear herself getting wetter with each stroke while she tried contain herself.

Gradually, she had both hands down below, rubbing her clit with 3 fingers thrusting rapidly into herself. No longer paying attention to her own sex tape being played on repeat, she closed her eyes and let out a long moan as she approached her orgasm.

Crossing the point of no return, she lost control of her body, aware that her back was contorted, she felt the pleasurable release of her orgasm and her hot juices squirting out onto the family sofa as her screamed echoed in the empty house.

Without a thought, she licked her fingers to taste her own cum while she searched for the clock.

“2.24 p.m., perhaps time to take out the big toy” were the only words that resounded in her horny mind.



It was 11.40 p.m. on a Friday night when Jake reached the elevator landing of his HDB flat. Tired, with his heavy black leather bag in hand, he entered the elevator and selected the 15th storey. Finally ending his long week, all he could think of was Rachel, his girlfriend of 3 years now.

He took his time in walking the considerably long distance to his front door, fumbling for his keys in his bag. He could not help but recall of the last time he was truly satisfied.

After his parents retired to Australia 2 years ago, they left the flat in his care. He had not been more ecstatic when they told him. Little did he know about the myriad of stresses about owning a flat, and he learned it the hard way. But he was happy, he and his girlfriend of a year during that time, could finally let loose. No more of spending money on a sleazy hotel room for a night, or having to have quiet a rendezvous at her place on a weekend afternoon.

They had a place to effectively call their own and could fuck each others brains out. What more could two working, 24 year olds ask for? Other than a place to retreat to every night for that single, explosive moment. Some nights, maybe more.

Endless Friday nights of love making without a care in the world. Morning surprises with breakfast skipped. Showers where saving water was an excuse, but it went on for more than an hour.

Fast forward to the present day, things have changed. Their libido has dwindled, stress was taking its toll on Jake. Rachel appeared to be dissatisfied, and nothing was being done to reignite their burning desire for each other.

He expected Rachel to have been asleep by now, given that he has been working on a large project in his company that is nearing completion – late nights have been a given.

The slit below the main door was unlit – the living room lights were off in “their” 4 room apartment. This has been a recurring pattern in the recent months. As he slotted the key in and opened the main door and noticed the living room window on his left was open – overlooking that Rachel was standing on the opposite site, by the kitchen with the lights on behind her.

Dressed in translucent laced nightie with an ice cream in her mouth, she leaned her right shoulder against the door and stared at Jake with a fervent intent. Draped over her ample, bra-less breasts and ending just below her vagina, Jake could make out with the ambient light that the nightie was the only thing on her well-proportioned body.

Closing the door behind him, Rachel turned off the lights behind her and walked towards Jake still licking her ice cream provocatively. She knew that Jake had been hungry for sex in the recent week, and now, she too wanted the same thing he craved.

A good pounding.

Guessing at what might finally happen, wondered when was their last time as he felt his pants tighten.

She dropped her ice cream stick while feeling a wetness down below and undid Jake’s pants. On her knees, she grabbed his now throbbing shaft and put her pearl white cheeks against it. Looking up into Jake’s eyes in the dark, she licked the length of his member while caressing his balls, she sought the one moan that he would release. The one moan that will indicate that she has been successful in luring Jake into a night where they might both be satisfied.

Putting both hands on her soft hair while she started to take his cock whole, wrapping the length of it with her mouth, he moaned, trembled a little as he inched his hard cock into her mouth a little more with each stroke. She knew this was it.

By now, she was dripping wet. She continued with her blowjob and slid her hand down between her thighs. A wetness that she hasn’t felt in a long time she thought, this wholesome, thick, juice that was all so familiar. Sliding her finger in with an ease she surprised herself, she found herself craving for more.

She slid his cock out of her mouth, and wiped her saliva on her nightie as she dropped it on the floor. Removing Jake’s top, she leaned her perky butt on the living room sofa’s armrest and wrapped one leg around him and pulled him in closer.

Under the dim, ambient light from the opposite block, her breasts and shaven pussy was revealed to Jake.

Taking the hint, Jake held her by her hip with both hands, and gently slid his member into Rachel. She squeezed her face as she tried to take his cock in and a loud moan escaped her mouth when Jake started to slowly thrust into her.

Jake moaned louder when Rachel squeezed her muscles down below, tightening her grip on him. She could feel her own cum trickling its way down the inside of her thigh as Jake increased his pace. Bracing herself for his increased pace, she pulled him closer and dug her fingers into his back.

Approaching her climax, she moaned into his ears and begged him:

“Faster baby, don’t stop”

Having not heard those words in a long time, he willed himself for that little bit longer. He too was cumming.

She felt his warm liquid spill into her as she released her bite off Jake’s left shoulder to let out one last moan before her mind went blank and she lost control of her legs. Jake grabbed hold of her, giving her whatever thrusts he could. Leaving his cock inside her cum filled vagina, he embraced her while she slowly came back.

Still feeling horny, she pulled his cock out and let it all trickle down her legs. Her concern wasn’t the curious stares from the opposite block, they couldn’t see anything, all they knew was that a woman was moaning in ecstasy and it abruptly stopped.

A broken trail of their cum was left behind while she took Jake’s hand to lead him into the bedroom. There, she laid on her back with her butt on the edge of the bed and she propped her legs up into the air, spreading them to reveal her wet, hungry vagina. She was unsatisfied.

Her grin spread when she saw Jake getting hard again.