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Men's Paradise

By: nawmaifarn



A virgin is deflowered: her mother sold her virginity to settle family debts

A few friends and I recently had a dinner gathering to catch up on what was happening in each of our lives. One of my friends talked about the frequent visits that he was making to a neighboring country. He told us that he had a liking for sweet young things and these were readily available over there. He went on to say that even virgins were available if one was so inclined. What he said caught my attention and I mentally filed away that information. 

With a long weekend coming up, I decided to hop over to our neighboring country to find out for myself whether my friend had been exaggerating at our dinner gathering. I booked a bus ticket for Friday evening and bought a basic conversation book to help myself communicate. I worked really hard and by the end of the week I felt that I would be able to make myself understood even if only at a very rudimentary level. Still something was definitely better than nothing. That Friday, after work I went to the bus- terminus. The journey started around 8pm and after an over-night trip, the bus pulled into the bus-terminus of our nearest town to the neighboring country to which I was headed.

After a brief clean-up at the bus-terminus, I went to a nearby food-centre for my breakfast. A fellow passenger came and asked to share the table at which I was seated. During our breakfast, we struck up a conversation and I found that he was headed for the same neighboring country. Apparently he was a regular visitor and I decided to ask him about the availability of virgins and how one went about getting one. Smiling, he told me "You certainly are headed for the right country." He added "Whether you can get a virgin really depends on timing." When he found that I was going to spend the weekend there, he told me to cross my fingers and hope that luck was on my side. He added "If you spend a week or so there, getting a virgin will be certainly that much more probable." He went on to tell me to check into a specific hotel and added that the hotel boys there were very helpful in trying to meet the desires of hotel guests. "Just remember to give the hotel boy a generous tip for his help" he added.

After breakfast, we went to a nearby taxi-stand. Here, I found that there were pick-up taxis which passengers could share. When a full complement of 4 passengers got into a taxi, it would take off to the immigration office at the border of the country. Soon we arrived. Following my fellow passenger, I completed the exit procedures from my country. We then walked across a short bridge and approached the immigration office of our neighboring country. There, I again followed the example of my fellow passenger and paid a dollar for my entry forms to be filled and processed. After a short while, everything was done and we were free to proceed on our way.

Walking out from the immigration office, I noticed waiting vans. My fellow-passenger told me to look for the van with my hotel's name painted on its sides. He added "The van will bring you to the hotel and you do not even have to pay for the journey." We parted company then as we were heading for different places. As I was looking for my van, I heard my fellow passenger calling me. "Thought that you might want to know that over there the legal age for girls to have sex is 18." he told me. "Tell the hotel boy to look for a virgin who is at least 18 years old if you do not want any legal complications" he added. I thanked him for his advice and we parted company again.

When I found the van that I was told to look out for, I got onboard and soon arrived at the hotel. Checking-in was a breeze and soon a hotel boy turned up to show me the way to my room. Carrying my traveling bag, the hotel-boy opened the door and switched on the lights and the air-conditioner. After placing my bag onto the table, and while I was giving him a small tip, he smiled and asked whether I wanted a girl. He hastened to add that the girls were not only pretty but young. Waving him to a chair I told him that I wanted a girl but she had to be a virgin. "Cannot guarantee got or not, but I can help to find" he responded. As he was about to leave my room I added, "I don't want any problems; so make sure she is at least 18. And I will give you a good tip if you can help me." "I will my best and will come back in about 30 minutes to let you know" he answered. 

About 40 minutes later I heard a couple of knocks on my door. When I opened my door, the hotel boy was there and he had with him a pretty young girl and an old woman. "I found this girl for you." the hotel boy told me. As I was looking wonderingly at the older woman, he hastened to explain "This is her mother. The girl is fearful and wanted her mother to come with her." They entered my room and I signaled them to be seated. I had a good look at the girl and was most pleased by what I saw. She was certainly pretty, fair, young and definitely shy. I found out that the mother wanted $300. The old woman started speaking and the hotel-boy translated, "She says that she is actually most reluctant to sell her daughter's virginity but urgent financial debts allowed her no other choice." As I liked what I saw and the amount of money that her mother wanted was reasonable, I decided to proceed. 

"Can I check her virginity?" I asked the hotel boy. He spoke to the mother and the girl, who blushed , in their own lingo and then answered "That is not a problem. And if you decide you want her, you only need to pay half first and the other half after you have fully satisfied yourself about her virginity." To me that was more than fair and I told the hotel boy that I wanted to check the girl. "Her mother and I will wait outside" he replied. As they got up to leave, I saw the mother patting the girl's hair and saying something to her. When I looked at him, the hotel boy told me that the mother had told the girl not to be afraid and to let me do what I wanted to do. 

After closing the door, I signaled the girl to go to the bed. Shyly, she complied and stood by its side. I signaled her to sit down. When I went near, I could see her visibly trembling. Tousling her hair, I signaled her not to be afraid. Putting my hands onto her shoulders I indicated that I wanted her to lie down. This she did. Her bottom was on the edge and her legs were dangling over the side of the bed. I again tousled her hair to get her more relaxed and then started to remove her jeans. There was a bit of resistance but she soon calmed down and let me proceed. The moment her jeans were off, she covered her crotch with both her hands. Gently, I placed her hands across her chest and started to remove her panties. There was again a bit of resistance but soon I got her panties off. Again her hands moved and covered her crotch. Her chest was rapidly heaving and I could see the fright in her eyes. 

I knew she needed soothing and proceeded to gently rub her stomach and tousling her hair at the same time. Slowly but visibly she started to calm down. Moving her hands away another time, I used my hands to push her legs apart. There was some resistance but soon I had her the way I wanted. When I used my fingers to spread her labia, she started to visibly tremble and started to whimper. Again I soothed her. When I finally had her labia stretched I found myself looking at a hymen that certainly had never been touched before. Rubbing her stomach, I signaled that I had finished. She got up and started to pick up her panties and her jeans. I signaled her to stop and indicated that she could wrap herself with a towel instead. 

Signaling her to wait, I went out from my room. I found the hotel boy and her mother waiting at a nearby staircase landing. Smiling, I raised my thumb to indicate that everything was alright. I then proceeded to hand the agreed amount to her mother. As I started back towards my room, I heard some conversation between the mother and the hotel boy. He translated "She wants to talk to her daughter." Nodding my agreement, we went back to my room. The girl was seated exactly where I had left her a short while ago. The old woman went to her and started to pat her hair and gently rubbed her shoulders. As her mother spoke to her, the girl repeatedly nodded. Then she started to speak to me. The hotel boy quickly translated "She says this is the first time that her daughter is going to be with a man and asked you to be gentle and not to hurt her. She also says that if not for her financial debts, she would never want her daughter to lose her purity in this way" I nodded. After giving her daughter a final kiss on her forehead, the mother turned and started to leave the room with the hotel boy. Handing a generous tip to the hotel boy, I closed the door of my room.

The girl was still sitting where I had left her. Giving her an encouraging smile, I signaled her to join me at the bed. I saw the look of fright on her face as she started to get up and come towards me. Deciding to try to talk to her, I tried using her lingo and told her "Don't be afraid; come and sit with me. I just want to talk to you first." As she showed no response, I guessed she did not understand what I was trying to say to her. Using my hands to apply gentle pressure onto her shoulders I got her to sit near me on the bed. I repeated what I had said earlier and was most pleased this time round to see her nodding when I asked whether she understood what I had told her. As I tried my best to talk to her, I learned that: her parents were rice farmers up north; she had an elder brother; she was the elder of 2 daughters and had just turned 18 a couple of months back. When I asked her whether she knew what I wanted to do with her, she bashfully nodded her head. 

Tousling her hair, I told her "First time may be painful and there may even be some bleeding." The look of fright returned to her face. To calm her, I gently rubbed her stomach and told her "It will be painful only for a little while. Relax and the pain will not be that bad." Seeing that her trembling had reduced to some extent, I asked "Are you ready?" When she shyly nodded, I signaled her to get up. I did the same. Turning her, I started to lift her T-shirt. Soon I had her T-shirt removed and she stood in front of me in her bra and the towel that she had earlier wrapped around her hips. In a flash I unhooked her bra. Tousling her hair with my left hand, I dropped the bra off her shoulders and there she was standing in front of me with only the towel still in the way. As she started to tremble again, I patted her head and rubbed her stomach to calm her down.

Applying gentle pressure on her shoulders I signaled her to lie on the bed in the same way as she had earlier done. Hesitantly she complied. With her lying on the bed, I overcame her resistance and started fondling her firm young breasts and gently squeezing her nipples for the next few minutes. As it appeared that my attempt to arouse her was not quite succeeding because of her fear, I decided it was time to carry on with her defloration instead. Tucking my hands under her body, I signaled her to lift her bottom and quickly slipped a towel under it. With her passively lying in front of me, I started removing my T-shirt, my shorts and finally my briefs. She gasped when she caught sight of my rigid throbbing penis and quickly covered her eyes with her hands. 

There was some resistance when I started to open the wrapped towel but soon I had her lying naked in front of me. As her chest was heaving and she was visibly trembling, I spent some time to calm her down again. With some prompting and assistance on my part, and applying some pressure to her thighs I got her to spread her legs apart. With her vulva exposed, she rushed to cover it with her hands. There, right in front of me laid that sweet young innocent virgin all prepped for me to deflower. Man, that's life!

I positioned myself between her out-spread legs with my rigid throbbing penis just inches away from her vulva. There was a bit of resistance from her when I pushed her hands away from her vulva. Using my left hand I proceeded to spread her labia and guided the head of my throbbing penis to the entrance of her vagina. 

Upon contact she shivered visibly and started whimpering. The fright in her eyes was all so evident. Patiently, I waited with the head of my penis just nuzzling the entrance of her vagina. When I applied some pressure, she started wincing and biting her lower lip. As I continued to apply pressure, she started squirming, groaned and then used her hands to try to push me away. I felt the resistance of her hymen and knowing that it would be kinder to give her the coup de grace, I eased the pressure slightly and then suddenly pushed forward with force. She screamed and grimaced with pain as my penis ripped her hymen and forced its way into her vagina.

Tears welled in her eyes and started rolling down her cheeks. I muffled her sobs with my hand and waited for a while to let her distended vagina get used to my penis. Pulling back a bit, I started to fuck her as gently as I could. She sobbed and moaned as I continued my thrusting. With her tight vagina gripping my plunging penis, I was rapidly rushing towards orgasm. Despite wanting to be gentle with her, I started to fuck her in earnest and was soon groaning with fulfillment as I ejaculated deep into her. With my penis still fully inserted in her vagina and lightly resting on her body, I soothed and comforted her as my pounding heart started to return to its normal beat. When I finally pulled out my penis, blood-stained semen started to ooze from her vagina. 

Using the towel, I gently cleaned her vulva and at the same time asked her whether she was still in pain. With pain-filled eyes, she nodded. I told her that the pain would soon go away and pulling her to her feet, I got her to go to the bathroom to clean herself. While she was in the toilet, I looked for a watch that I had brought with me and also got some money out of my wallet. When she came out, I got her to sit with me on the bed. This was when she saw the semen and blood stained towel and her eyes glistened with some tears of regret.

Patting her head, I told her that I had enjoyed deflowering her and thanked her for giving her virginity to me. Then I took her hand and strapped on the watch that I was giving to her. While she was looking at the watch, I placed the folded money into her other hand. As she looked wonderingly at me, I told her that she could use the money to buy some new clothes for herself. As she looked bushed, I told her to lie down and take a rest. Within minutes she was asleep. Stretching out by her side, I too soon fell asleep. 

A couple of hours later, I awoke and found that my cock was again rigid and throbbing. I looked at her and found that she was still asleep. As I was again feeling horny, I started to fondle her breasts again. She mumbled in her sleep and tried to block my hand. When I persisted, she jerked awake and looked at me with fright clearly showing in her eyes. Squeezing her nipple and rubbing her stomach at the same time, I soothed her and told her that I needed to fuck her one more time. She groaned and told me that she was still in pain. Smiling at her, I asked her to be a good girl and let me have her another time. With some reluctance, she gave in. Placing my hands under her hips, I got her to lift her bottom so that I could slip in a towel. As she was still using a towel to wrap herself, it was very easy to get her naked. She was still rather shy and covered her breasts with one arm while her other hand covered her crotch. 

Moving her arm from her breasts, I again started to fondle them. Then I gently pinched her areolas and squeezed her nipples for quite some time. This time round, there was some response from her as her nipples slightly hardened. Using my right hand, I shifted her hand from her crotch and managed to slip my fore-finger onto her clitoris. She shivered but did not stop me from gently rubbing it. After a while, she started moaning and I could feel some fluttering in her vulva. As this was only her second sexual experience, I was pleasantly surprised and happy to see some signs of arousal on her part.

When I removed my towel and my rigid throbbing penis sprang into view, I could again see the anxiety in her eyes. Rubbing her stomach and telling her to relax, I managed to calm her down. It was really time to fuck again but I thought it would be fun if she was on top. When I pulled her up into a sitting position, she appeared puzzled. This continued when I laid myself down on the bed. With my hands exerting pressure on her hips, I managed to get her to understand that I wanted her to lift herself and straddle over my hips. Hesitantly she did as I prompted. When she was properly positioned, I got the head of my penis lodged against the entrance of her vagina. Again her eyes looked fearful. 

Soothing her and applying pressure onto her hips, I got her to push downwards. Her vagina was as tight as ever but entry this time round was certainly easier. As my penis penetrated her to the hilt, she winced and moaned. After giving her a short while to adjust herself to my penis, I managed to get her to understand that she was to do the fucking. Placing her hands against my shoulders, she started gently to raise and lower herself. After a few minutes of gentle fucking, she started to fuck faster. The firm grip that her tight vagina was exerting on my penis drove me rapidly towards orgasm again. As my excitement crested, I vigorously started to thrust my penis upwards. She moaned, I guessed both in pain as well as pleasure. I could feel the pulsating grip that her vagina was exerting on my penis and started to thrust in and out ever more rapidly. 

I wanted to be gentle with her but my penis had a mind of its own. As orgasm approached, I was fucking her back more and more rapidly. I groaned as orgasmic spasms caused me to ejaculate deep into her. To my surprise, I felt her vagina squeezing my penis ever so tightly followed by a gush of wetness. She groaned but it did not sound as if it was from pain. She collapsed onto my body and as her breathing slowed back towards normal, I kissed her eyes open and was happy to see a glimmer of satisfaction appearing in her eyes. I guess I managed to give the girl her first orgasm and felt really happy for her. When she lifted her body to allow the withdrawal of my penis, sperm again oozed from her vagina. This time it was only lightly stained with blood. I kissed her on her forehead and asked whether it was still painful. Shyly, she nodded. Patting her shoulders, I got her up again to wash herself yet another time.

Although I wanted to keep her with me for yet another fuck later, I knew that it would be cruelty on my part as the girl had just been painfully deflowered. And as I was feeling rather satiated, I decided to release her back to her mother. Giving a telephone call to the hotel-boy, I asked him to come up with her mother. When the girl came out from the toilet I got her to dress. I patted her shoulders and giving her a kiss on her forehead, I told her that she could return to her mother and signaled her to leave the room with me. We soon met up with her mother and the hotel-boy at the elevator landing. Running to her mother, they clutched at one another in tight embrace and were soon sobbing together. Patting her daughter's head, she comforted her as best as she could. When the sobbing reduced, I moved forward and tucked the balance of the money into the mother's hands. The hotel-boy gave me a broad grin and asked whether the girl was to my complete satisfaction. I responded with a thumb-up. Slipping him another tip, I asked him to bring the girl and her mother back. Patting the girl on her shoulders, I said my goodbyes and soon they were on their way.


Men's Paradise Ep. 02



Men's Paradise: Practically a demi-virge

6 months had passed since my trip to our neighboring country where I had the pleasure of deflowering that sweet young thing. With my vacation coming up, I decided to visit again. As you may have read my earlier account I will not repeat about the tiring journey that I have to make to get to this neighboring country. 

If you have not read my earlier account, do read 'Men's Paradise: A mother sells her daughter's virginity to settle debts' under the Non Consent/Reluctance category, and you will find out for yourself the punishing traveling that I have to make before I find myself in this men's paradise. 

I decided to stay at the same hotel and in no time I found that the check-in process was completed and a hotel-boy was leading me to my room. As I was fumbling for a tip for him, the hotel-boy broadly smiled and asked whether I wanted a girl. 

In response, I asked him whether Boon, the hotel-boy who had been so helpful during my previous trip, was around. 

"Oh! You know Boon. You want to see him? I will find him and tell him to come and see you." he replied. Taking the tip that I was extending to him, he left my room.

About 10 minutes later, there were a couple of raps on my door. When I opened it, I found Boon smiling and greeting me, "Brother! You are visiting us again. Welcome!" 

I closed the door as he came in and waved him to a chair. Pouring him a glass of beer, I asked how he was. "Can't complain," he replied and went on to ask, "Are you looking for another virgin?" When I nodded, he said, "Give me half an hour and I will see whether there are any." Finishing his beer, he left.

A half hour went by with no sign of Boon returning. But just then there were a couple of raps on my door. When I opened it, Boon came in and apologetically told me, "Sorry, Brother, but you have come a bit too late. We had 3 in town but they have all been deflowered as many guests have come over. In fact you missed the last one by just 1 day." He continued, "Stay a week and we will get new ones. Got time?" 

It was my vacation but I was hesitant about waiting a week in town. Shrugging my shoulders and shaking my head, I told him, "Have time but to wait a week will be a bit too much." 

Getting up to leave, he said, "Sorry! Can't help you then this time. Maybe better luck the next time you come over."

Not wanting to waste the weekend stay that I had already paid for, I said to Boon, "Actually I prefer a virgin but since there are none, is the one deflowered last night available?" 

Boon replied, "Brother! That should not be a problem," and continued to say, "You won't regret getting her. She's pretty and young. Wait for a while and I will go and get her for you." 

About 15 minutes later I heard a couple of knocks on my door and when I opened it, Boon was standing there with a slim pretty girl. I waved them into the room and Boon asked the girl to take a seat. "You like what you see?" he asked. 

I took a good look at the girl and nodded. "How much will I have to pay for her?" I asked. 

To which Boon replied, "The standard rate over here for second-time with a girl who has just been deflowered is $150." 

Turning to the girl, Boon started to speak to her in their own lingo for quite a few minutes. Translating Boon told me, "Her name is Leng and she is going to be 19 in a few months time. This is only her fourth day in town." And he continued saying, "And you know what - that old man who deflowered her was so over-excited that he only lasted long enough to break her. After that he tried again and again but just could not get it up anymore after that one time. So Brother, Leng is as near a virgin as a girl can possibly be. Take her and you won't regret." 

Taking yet another good look at her, I decided and taking the money from my wallet I gave it to Boon. As he got up to leave I slipped him a tip. Thanking me, he spoke to the girl and when I looked at him he translated, "I told Leng that you are a kind man and told her to work hard and make you happy." Boon then left my room, closing the door after himself.

I sat on the edge of the bed and tried to speak to Leng, She looked puzzled. I knew that she had to be struggling trying to understand what I was trying to say to her. When I complemented with hand signals, it helped as she got up and came nearer to me as I had asked. I patted the area of the bed near to me and got her to understand that I wanted her seated there. She nervously complied but avoided eye-contact. I patted her shoulder and told her to relax. 

In response to my questions, which I had to repeat quite a few times, I learned that: her father was a truck-driver, her mother had passed away and she had 3 younger sisters. I also learned that her father needed money for surgery. She told me that a neighbor had told her that as she was still a virgin, selling her virginity in a brothel would be the quickest way to raise the amount required as there were always customers who were willing to pay well for the pleasure of breaking-in a new girl. 

When I asked about her deflowering the previous day, her eyes glistened with tears. I learned that she still felt sore from the old man's penetration. Apparently it was all pain and no pleasure for her. I told myself that I had to help make her second sexual experience more pleasant for her. 

I got up and got her to get up as well. Lifting the hem of her T-shirt, I took it off. I then started taking off her jeans. In no time, she was standing in front of me wearing only her bra and her panties. Stroking her shoulder I unhooked and removed her bra and then got her panties down to her ankles. Applying pressure on her knees, I got her to lift her legs and step out of her panties. 

There she was standing naked in front of me. And she was really pretty with her fair complexion and flowing black shoulder-length hair. Her breasts were quite modest but were tipped with pinkish nipples and light brown areolas. 

In a flash, I took off my T-shirt, my trousers and my briefs. When Leng caught sight of my rigid throbbing penis, she gasped and muttered "But you are bigger than that old man! And it was already so painful with him." As she started to sob, I stroked her hair, comforted her and told her that I would be gentle and try not to hurt her. I decided to take my time and try to make it as painless and pleasurable for her as I possibly could. 

Using her lingo and accompanying hand signals, I got Leng to understand that I wanted her to suck me. She covered her mouth and repeatedly shook her head but eventually acquiesced with reluctance when I persisted.

I sat on the edge of the bed and got Leng to sit, on the floor, between my opened thighs. With my penis throbbing in front of her, Leng closed her eyes and her mouth. I held onto her head and using my thumbs to press her cheeks, I got her to open her mouth to allow my penis to enter. 

Telling her to be careful not to bite, I started to teach her how to suck. It took some time and effort but gradually Leng learnt how to suck without the occasional accidental nipping of my penis. As I was getting hornier by the minute, I removed my penis as I did not want to ejaculate into her mouth.

Placing my hands under her armpits, I helped Leng to stand up. Then getting her to lie down, I positioned her so that her bottom was at the edge of the bed and her legs were dangling over its side. When she saw me admiring her firm youthful body, she automatically covered her breasts with one arm and covered her crotch with her other hand. As I saw her chest starting to heave, I smiled and told her to relax.

I sat by her side, moved her arm and started to fondle and squeeze her breasts. When I went on to gently flicking her nipples, she started to squirm and whimper. After a few minutes of continued ministrations, her whimpers changed to soft moans as her nipples hardened. When I started to gently pinch her areolas as well, she started panting. I continued and she started to moan louder and louder and her body started to shudder. 

I saw her vulva starting to flutter and when I moved a hand down, she willingly spread her legs apart. I located her clitoris and started to gently rub it. Her shuddering increased as I continued. Another few minutes and she suddenly groaned as her stomach and vulva shook with the grips of orgasm. I was happy that for her second sexual experience I had succeeded in giving her some pleasure and started to prepare myself for my own fun.

As I had no way of knowing whether that old man deflowerer was disease-free, I rolled a condom onto my throbbing penis. Then I got between her splayed legs and spreading her labia with my thumbs, I got my penis lodged at the entrance of her vagina. On contact, her eyes sprang open and her legs automatically clamped shut. 

Applying gentle pressure, I got her legs apart again, re-lodged the head of my penis at the entrance of her vagina and as I inched it forward, her face showed painful grimaces and again she started to whimper. When I was finally fully in, I stopped to allow her vagina to adapt to my penis. Then I started to gently fuck her and believe me, though not a virgin, her vagina could hardly have been tighter. 

As I continued thrusting in and out ever more energetically, her breathing became heavier and heavier and I could feel her body responding. Sensing a rush towards climax, I started to ram in and out in earnest and all of a sudden, we simultaneously groaned as our bodies shuddered with the pleasures of orgasmic release.

I collapsed onto her and as our breathing slowly returned to normal I asked whether it was good for her. Shyly, she nodded as her eyes creased with a satisfied languid smile.

We got up to shower together. Here I must admit that I just could not resist again fondling and playing with her. And to cut a long story short, we ended up having an enjoyable second standing fuck under the shower. That was certainly a new experience for me and I am sure also for her. 

After dinner, I called for Boon to take her home. Slipping her a generous tip, I gave her a good-bye kiss and handed her over to Boon. 

I then settled in for a fully relaxed and satiated sleep. Early the next morning, I had breakfast and before leaving managed to exchange mobile phone numbers with Boon. 

I will not bore you with details of the tiring and punishing return journey except to say that as I was nearing my home-town, my mobile phone rang. To my surprise it was Boon at the other end. He told me that he would call again later when he learned that I had yet to reach home. 

And just as I stepped into my house, Boon called again and this was what he said, "Brother; I think you will be surprised that just shortly after you left that old lady came to see me again...."  Interrupting him, I asked "Which old lady are you talking about?" 

In response, Boon answered, "The mother who came with her virgin daughter when you came over about half a year back, remember?" 

"Why did she see you?" I asked. 

And his answer was, "She needs money again as her old man is sick again and she asked whether you are interested in her younger daughter. Are you?" 

"Of course! How do we proceed?" I responded. 

Boon laughed and said, "Brother; just come back over and meet up with the old lady and everything can be arranged."

In response, I told Boon, "Please tell her to wait for me. I will get back as soon as I can arrange the transport." 

Her sister's virginity as well! Surely, I had to return.



Men's Paradise Ep. 03



Ep. 03 -- And with her help, her sister's virginity as well. 

This is a continuation of 'Men's Paradise' and 'Men's Paradise Ep. 02'. Reading these two earlier submissions will provide the context for this latest submission.

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With that telephone call from Boon, it was with super haste that I unpacked and dumped my soiled clothing into the washing machine. While waiting, I called my workplace and was more than happy to be able to get a 3-days leave extension. With work settled, I telephoned my regular travel agent and asked whether any ticket was available to go over again. This surprised my travel agent as he knew that I had just returned from there that very morning. When I confirmed that I needed to urgently go over there again, he told me that he would see what he could arrange and would telephone me as soon as possible. About 5 minutes later, my travel agent called and told me that he had managed to get a ticket for that night for me. He warned me that it was a full coach and advised me to delay my trip if I wanted a less crowded journey. But the attraction of what was waiting for me over there resulted in my confirming that what he had managed to arrange for me was perfectly acceptable.

With my washing completed, I packed for my journey that night. With that done, I went out for lunch and stopped over at my bank to withdraw funds that I would be requiring. Then, I picked up my ticket from my travel agent and a couple of gifts from a shop. On returning home, I telephoned Boon to tell him that I would be seeing him the next morning and asked him to advise the old lady of what I had arranged.

Time appeared to pass unusually slowly that afternoon as I waited for departure time. However, the time to go to the coach terminal eventually came around and I made my way there as expeditiously as I could. Fortunately, all the passengers arrived without any significant delay and after a final check, we were soon on our way. Believe me, when I say that the journey was physically taxing. However, what was waiting for me over there certainly helped to reduce the tedium of the journey. Read 'Men's Paradise' if you are interested in learning what the journey entailed and the procedures that had to be adhered to in order to gain entry to that country.

Early the next morning, I turned up at the hotel and was most pleased to be greeted by Boon. He smiled and told me that he had arranged a room for the old lady and her daughter and that they had been anxiously waiting for my arrival. I thanked him for his initiative and followed him to perform the checking-in process. Boon then led me to my favorite room. On entering the room, Boon excitedly told me that the younger daughter was as pretty as her sister, with a similar slim build,fair and waist-long hair. Smilingly, he slapped me on my back saying "You are real lucky. You had the virgin elder daughter just 9 months ago and now you get to have the virgin younger daughter as well." 

Grinning, I thanked Boon for telephoning me and looking after the old lady and her daughter and gave him a substantial tip for his efforts. "When can I meet the old lady and her daughter?" I next asked. Boon cackled and said " Someone is sure getting impatient. It's OK. I am going to get them now."

Within a short while, Boon returned and to my surprise he was followed by Lily, whom I had deflowered just about 9 months ago, and her younger sister. I greeted Lily and invited her to be seated. Her younger sister followed her and stood next to her chair. I signaled Boon to get another chair for her and asked her to sit next to her sister. When both were comfortably seated, I was just about to ask Lily where her mother was when she herself volunteered "My mother had to rush back to look after my father and she asked me to rush over here to look after my sister." With tears in her eyes, she continued "My father is still sick and needs to continue to see the doctors. We need some more money and that is why my mother had to ask my younger sister for the same sacrifice as mine. Can you help us again?"

"Of course, I will." I re-assured her. I asked "What is her name? Does she know that I will be deflowering her and is she willing? And is she 18 years old?" Patting her younger sister's head, Lily replied "Her name is Jasmine. And she knows why she is here. Like me, she wants to help our father. She was born just about 8 months after me and she just turned 18 last week." 

Turning towards Jasmine, I said to Lily "I paid $300 for your virginity, but am willing to help your family with $500 for Jasmine's. Is that OK?" With a visible sigh of relief Lily smiled, thanked me for my generosity and replied that the amount would be of great help for her father's medical expenses. Then she stood up and patting her sister's head she told the girl that I was a kind man and that she should let me do whatever I wanted to do with her. "Don't be afraid. Relax and the pain will soon be over. I will be waiting outside." she added as she moved towards the door. Boon followed her out, signing me a thumbs-up as they left.

On closing and locking the door, I found Jasmine still seated in her chair. Her head was inclined towards her chest and she was using both her hands to cover her eyes. I moved the chair that her sister had occupied and smiling at her I told her that I had a good time with her sister and hoped that I would also have a good time with her. Patting her head, I told her not to be afraid and that I would be gentle with her. I asked whether she understood what I was saying to her. She nodded and continued to cover her eyes with her hands. 

Patting her shoulder, I told Jasmine that it was time for me to undress her. She responded with a visible jolt of fear but slowly got up in response to the lifting pressure that I was applying to her left elbow. She stood in front of me and continued to incline her head downwards and covering her eyes with her hands. Bending slightly, I picked up the hem of her blouse and started lifting upwards. There was some resistance from her but this soon stopped. In no time, I had her blouse off and she was left standing in her brassiere and her jeans. 

Next, I moved to unzip her jeans and again there was some initial resistance. Telling her to relax and not to be afraid, I struggled and managed to get her jeans off. Now she had only her brassiere and panty on. After quite some persuasion, I got her to turn around so that I could unhook her brassiere. In a flash, she moved her hands to cover her breasts. Gently nudging her, I got her to turn again. Holding her hands, I managed to pry them away from her breasts. They were firm and well-shaped. Her areolae were neat and pinkish-looking like her nipples. There was some resistance when I started to fondle her breasts and her nipples but she quieted down when I patted her shoulder and told her to relax and not to be afraid.

After fondling and squeezing her breasts and nipples for a few minutes, I dropped my hands to the waist-band of her panty. She reacted by grabbing hold of her panty to avoid it being removed. When I remonstrated and persuaded, she reluctantly released her hold and this allowed me to pull her panty downward towards her knees. Quick as a flash, she used one arm to cover her breasts while the other hand covered her vulva. Leaving her trying to protect her modesty, I continued and finally got her panty fully off. Fully naked, Jasmine stood shyly in front of me with her head continuing to be inclined towards her chest.

I placed my hand onto her left elbow and nudged her towards the bed. When we reached it, I signaled her to be seated. Then telling her not to be afraid, I started to lift the hem of my T-shirt. I could distinctly see the look of fear and embarrassment flashing across her face before she again quickly covered her eyes with her hands. With my T-shirt off, I started to remove my shorts. Soon I was standing in front of Jasmine clad only in my briefs. 

Patting her head, I soothed her and eventually got her to remove her hands from her eyes. Telling her not to be afraid I took hold of the waist-band of my briefs and started to push the garment towards my knees. My already turgid and throbbing penis jumped out and at its sight, Jasmine audibly gulped and quickly covered her eyes again. Fully naked, I moved to pick up a pillow and placed it next to Jasmine. 

After covering the pillow with a towel, I explained to Jasmine that she was to lie across the bed with her buttocks resting on the towel-covered pillow. I added that there would be some bleeding and that was why the pillow had to be covered with a towel. Reluctantly, she did as I asked of her. I had to help her to adjust to the exact position that I wanted her to be in. But soon she was lying across the bed, with the lower half of her body propped upwards by the pillow and her legs dangling over the side of the bed. She realized the embarrassing position that she was in and quickly re-covered her eyes with her hands.

Pretty Jasmine was lying fully naked in front of me and although I was most tempted to immediately deflower her, I decided that I needed to exercise patience and try to get her adequately prepared. As I moved towards her I could see her body visibly shivering. Although her hands were covering her eyes, I could see the look of fear on her face. The upper lip of her mouth was tightly pressed against her lower lip and her galloping heart-beats were clearly visible.

Bending forward, I soothed her fore-head and told her to relax and not to be afraid. I re-assured her that I was going to be gentle and give her very little pain. When she showed signs of calming after a few minutes of soothing, I quickly placed my hands onto her breasts. Equally quickly Jasmine grabbed my hands but I was able to persuade her to desist and to let me continue my fondling of her breasts. It took quite some minutes before I detected some signs of hardening of her nipples. Her breathing became more labored and the look of fear continued on her face.

Her hands flashed again when I moved my right hand onto her vulva. Soothing her again, I persuaded her to remove her hands. As her body was visibly heaving with fright, I continued soothing her while proceeding with gentle exploration of her labia majora. There was some resistance when I moved inwards to her labia minora and quite some resistance when I started to explore her vaginal opening. She kept muttering that it was shameful and I had to work really hard to keep her calm. Finally I worked my way to her clitoris. My initial contact with her hooded clitoris caused Jasmine to yelp and to jerk backwards. Soothing her stomach I managed to get her to relax. Using my left thumb, I un-hooded her clitoris and proceeded to gently tickle it with my right fore-finger. Jasmine squirmed and moaned and it took quite some minutes before she showed some slight reaction. Believe me, prepping a virgin is real hard work if one prefers not to be rough and uncaring in proceeding with her deflowering.

With some response from her, I decided it was time for Jasmine's deflowering. Soothing her, I got her to reluctantly raise her legs and to fold them back against her chest. Using both hands, I gently pushed her knees apart and got her to use her fore-arms to pull her thighs against her chest . I guessed that she realized that her deflowering was soon to be as her chest started to violently pound and she squeezed her eyes tightly shut.

Soothing her fore-head and telling her to relax, I moved my turgid and throbbing penis towards her vaginal opening. On contact, Jasmine gulped and her chest pounded even more violently. Patiently, I waited for her to calm down. When the violent pounding of her chest showed signs of slowing, I took a deep breath and started to push forward. As her vaginal opening started to stretch in response to my pressing forward, Jasmine groaned and I could see tears forming and dripping from her eyes. She was grimacing with pain and moaning that it was very painful and wanted me to stop. I continued pushing forward and felt the head of my penis entering and being tightly gripped by her vaginal wall. 

With the entry of the head of my penis, I knew that her hymen was just ahead and decided to give Jasmine a quick coup-de-grace. Pulling slightly backwards, I pressed forward but her reaction was not at all what I expected. She screamed; forcefully jerked her body backwards, dislodged my penis and rolled away into a fetal position while crying loudly and calling for her mother.

I tried to calm her down but with no success. While pondering how to proceed, I suddenly remembered that Lily was waiting outside. Perhaps she could help. I covered Jasmine with a blanket and tried to calm her down further. Telling her that I was going to get her sister, I quickly dressed and left my room. I walked towards the staircase landing and from afar I saw Lily patiently seated on the sofa. As I approached she became aware of my presence and, with surprise showing on her face, she mouthed "Finished?" I shook my head and continued towards her. She started to get up but I signaled her to remain seated. When I reached her, I sat down by her side. After a short catching back of my breath, I started to tell Lily what had happened. With concern showing on her face, she patiently listened to what I had to tell her.

What I had to say next must have shocked her and caused her quite some embarrassment. "Can you come to the room and help me with your sister?" Her face flushed while she deliberated my request. After quite some time, she cleared her throat and very softly replied "It's OK with me. I want to help if I can. But Jasmine has to agree."

With that reply, we got up and headed back towards my room. On entering the room, we found Jasmine still curled in the same position under the blanket. Her sobbing had subsided but she was still moaning for her mother. Lily went to the bed and seating herself next to Jasmine, she patted her sister on her shoulder while trying to soothe her. After a few minutes, the sisters murmured to one another for quite some time. Finally I saw Jasmine sniffling and nodding her head. Then, Lily smiled and flashed the OK sign to me while she helped Jasmine to get into position again. And she clearly showed she remembered the way I liked a virgin to be positioned for deflowering. After all, it was only 9 months ago that I had gone through the same process with her.

After a bit of shifting, Lily had her sister properly positioned. Jasmine was lying across the bed with the bottom half of her body propped up by the towel-covered pillow and her legs again dangling against the side of the bed. Lily then went to the other side of the bed, got on to it and seated herself with her legs spread apart. Raising Jasmine's head, she moved slightly forward and rested Jasmine's head onto her stomach. Smiling, she signaled me that all was ready. Having quickly undressed again, I moved towards Jasmine. Using my hands, I raised Jasmine's legs again and folded them back against her chest. Then I got her to spread her knees apart again but this time I got Lily to use her fore-arms to keep Jasmine's outspread thighs held tight against her chest. With her hands free, I got Jasmine to place them over her mouth.

Leaning forward, I placed my left hand onto Jasmine's vulva. On re-contact, she again grimaced and shivered leading Lily to murmur soothingly to her. Then, I went on to using my left thumb and fore-finger to spread her labia majora and labia minora and exposed her vaginal opening again. Holding my throbbing penis with my right hand, I leaned forward to re-engage with Jasmine's vaginal opening. On contact with my penis Jasmine tried to squirm backwards but Lily was in the way. Giving her some time to calm down, I patiently waited while Lily continued her soothing murmuring. After a few seconds, I applied pressure again and saw the pained grimacing that appeared on Jasmine's face as her vaginal opening distended to allow re-entry of the head of my penis. Jasmine moaned and tears dripped from her eyes again while I waited for her vagina to adjust to the invasion of my engorged penis. 

While we waited, Lily's soothing murmuring continued while I also tried to calm Jasmine down. Then it was time to break her hymen. Drawing slightly backwards, I suddenly lunged forward and could distinctly feel my penis ripping forward as her hymen broke. Jasmine screamed again but this time her scream was muffled by her hands. Lily flushed on witnessing my deflowering of her sister but she continued to sooth her. Jasmine started sobbing, groaned that it was extremely painful and again wanted me to stop. I did not oblige her. Another push and I found that I had full penetration of Jasmine's vagina. She screamed again but was rapidly muffled by Lily. Resting on my elbows, I kissed and soothed Jasmine who was moaning with the pain of penetration and distension.

After a few seconds, I started to gently fuck Jasmine. Virgin that she was, Jasmine had no sexual technique and just laid there quietly as I fucked her as gently as I could. As I pushed forward and drew backwards alternately, I could feel how tight her vagina was and I was really happy that I had been the one who deflowered her. With the tight stimulation that her vagina provided, I could feel myself building rapidly towards orgasm. Groaning loudly, I told Jasmine that I was going to ejaculate. Another couple of in-out movements and I lunged forward to spray semen deep into her vagina.

Having collapsed onto Jasmine's body, I rested a few seconds to catch back my breath. Then, I started to withdraw my rapidly deflating penis from her vagina. As my penis exited, I could see the blood-stained semen that started oozing from Jasmine's vagina. There were also a few blood stains on the towel-covered pillow. But I really did not need these to know that Jasmine was as bona-fide a virgin as they come. Grabbing a towel, I wiped my penis and Jasmine's vulva. Then, grinning from ear to ear. I ruffled the hair of both sisters and thanked both of them for letting me have their virginity, albeit at different times.

Lily was yet to get another shock as I followed by asking whether she was prepared to spend the rest of that day and night with Jasmine and me. As clearly as I could, I indicated to her that I would like to have a three-some. Lily flushed red with embarrassment and gave no answer. Jasmine spoke rapidly with her and I noticed the flush that continued to creep across Lily's face. Jasmine continued to plead volubly and to my pleasure, I finally saw Lily shyly nodding her agreement.

Blimey! What more can a man ask for? I had deflowered both of them and now we were onto a threesome. Like they say some people have all the luck. And I was certainly not going to look my gift horse in the mouth.

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In the next episode, you can read about how Lily, Jasmine and I spent the rest of that day and night and what Lily and Jasmine did to make me the happiest of men.



Men's Paradise Ep. 04



Men's Paradise, Men's Paradise Episode 02 and Men's Paradise Episode 03 will provide the context for this current episode. 




On seeing Lily's shy nod to joining us for the rest of that day and night, Jasmine rolled over and moved into a kneeling position, with surprising agility, considering that I had just deflowered her minutes ago. 

She gave her sister a tight hug while repeatedly murmuring "Thank you. Thank you, sister." 

Having dressed, I picked up a towel and gave it to Jasmine to wrap around herself. 

Then feeling rather peckish, I asked the girls what they would like for lunch. After a few moments of to-and-fro discussion, we decided on the food to be ordered and I telephoned Boon. I was told that delivery would take about 20 minutes. 

I was about to put the telephone down, when a thought came to my mind triggering me to ask Boon to purchase a couple of nightdresses for Lily and Jasmine. I detected a bit of wonderment in Boon's response and asked why he sounded as if he was surprised. 

"You mean you are having both of them at the same time?" Boon asked. 

"Yes." I replied and added "Any problem?" 

Boon responded "Of course not." and added that he would be bringing the nightdresses up together with the lunch orders. 

While waiting for lunch to be delivered, I went to my traveling bag and took out the gifts that I had brought together with my wallet. Taking out $500 I went toward Lily and giving her the $500 told her "That's for letting me have Jasmine." 

Then, nudging her to turn around, I hung a thin gold necklace around her neck. When it was properly hooked, Lily swiveled, hugged me and thanked me for what I had given her. 

Turning to Jasmine, I got her to let me have her right hand whereupon I strapped a thin gold bracelet around her wrist. 

She beamed and murmured "Thank you. Thank you." while waiting for me to snap the locking clip. Like Lily, Jasmine also gave me a tight hug and thanked me again. 

Then excitedly, the girls rushed to one another and started to examine the gift that each had got. As lunch had yet to be delivered, I asked the girls whether they wanted to freshen up. Nodding, the two girls went into the attached bathroom. 

And within a short while, there was a knock on the door. I opened it and found Boon with a tray of food and another packet. Placing the tray of food on the table, he handed me the packet saying "Should fit them. Hope they like the color." 

Just then the two girls came out from the bathroom. Lily was still in her T-shirt and jeans while Jasmine still had the towel tightly wrapped around her. On seeing Boon, Jasmine started to retreat toward the bathroom but stopped when I signaled her not to do so. 

Boon gave a smile to Lily and asked "You have agreed to join your sister?" Seeing Lily returning his smile and shyly nodding her head, Boon grinned and gave her the thumbs-up sign. 

Then, turning toward me while looking at Jasmine, Boon smiled and asked "How?" 

I gave him the thumbs-up sign and said "Jasmine was a very good girl and I had a really good time with her." 

Boon broke into a broad smile and as he was leaving, whispered "You had the elder sister earlier and today you had the younger one as well. Both deflowered by you. Wow! You are a really lucky man."

After closing the door, we sat down to eat our lunch. The girls seemed to enjoy the food and I got them canned drinks from the refrigerator. With lunch over, Jasmine went to clean her mouth and her teeth, while Lily took the tray of empty plates and cutlery and placed it outside the room. 

With Jasmine having just refreshed herself, it was Lily's turn. And when she came out, I got the two sisters to come to me. Opening the packet and taking out the nightdresses, I asked them whether they liked them and to choose the one they preferred. Both were of a lacy design and one was pink while the other was yellow. 

Jasmine asked her elder sister to choose first and was left with the yellow nightdress. Having made their choice, I asked them to change into the nightdresses. For Jasmine, it took only a blink of the eye as she was still wrapped in the towel that I had handed to her earlier. Lily, on the other hand had to get out of her T-shirt and jeans. 

Taking up the nightdress, she started toward the bathroom but I stopped her saying "I would really enjoy seeing you change. Surely you need not be shy with me." 

Lily blushed but shyly undressed and changed into the nightdress. With both sisters in their nightdresses, I cheekily ribbed them by saying "Now that we have had our lunch and you two have changed into your nightdresses, I guess it is time to fuck." Their different reaction was most delightful to see. 

Lily flushed as red as a beetroot while Jasmine cringed and muttered "Not again. Not so soon. I'm still sore." 

Mustering the broadest grin that I could manage, I said "Don't be frightened. I was only joking. Surely I am not going to torture my little sweethearts." 

They smiled and Lily asked "What shall we do then?"

I suggested TV and they were enthusiastically agreeable. Plumping three pillows, I placed them against the bed's headboard. I got onto the bed and reclined comfortably against the center pillow. Lily and Jasmine followed my example and reclined against the two remaining pillows. With my arms draped around their hips, I settled down to watch TV with the two girls. 

They were enthralled and a bit of probing revealed that they did not have a television receiver at home. After a while, I started to feel sleepy. I interrupted the girls' viewing to show them how to operate the remote control and told them to continue to view while I had a nap. 

Happily the girls continued their TV viewing while I settled down to sleep. I was suddenly aroused by a couple of loud "Eeek." from the girls. 

As I came fully awake, I found Lily and Jasmine covering their faces with their hands but still peeking at the TV. When I looked, I saw that the TV was showing a blowjob in progress. A young girl was busy sucking the dick of an old man. 

Somehow, the girls had managed to switchover to the in-house closed-circuit XXX channel. The girls were shocked at what they were seeing but were still curious enough to continue peeking through their fingers. 

I pushed myself into a more upright position and told the girls "Don't be shy. It's OK to look. Men and women do a lot of things in bed to enjoy themselves and not just plain fucking. By looking you will also learn how to make a man happy." 

Turning to Lily, I moved her hands away from her face while saying "Surely you can see better when your fingers are not covering your eyes." 

When I turned to Jasmine, I did not have to do anything as she already had lowered her hands. Telling the girls to make themselves comfortable, we reclined against our pillows and continued to view the developments on the TV screen.

From sucking, the TV couple progressed to missionary-style fucking and their pleasure-filled panting and moaning could be clearly heard. After quite a few minutes of active coupling, they changed to doggy-style. The old man continued to vigorously pump his young partner while she moaned and groaned with the pleasure that she must have been experiencing. 

Next, we saw a change in position again. With the old man lying on the bed, the young girl straddled and lowered herself onto his dick. He gripped her hips to help her move up and down as she fucked him. Jasmine was engrossed with what she was seeing. 

Triggered by the screen action, I turned to Lily and said "Do you remember yourself doing that when we fucked 9 months ago?" 

Lily blushed especially when she heard Jasmine asking "Did you? Did you?" 

With Lily not responding, we continued our viewing. The TV couple had changed position yet again. The young girl was now lying on the bed with her widely splayed thighs folded tightly back against her chest and the old man was fucking her with abandonment. Their panting and moaning became even more rapid and louder. Then, he jerked a couple of times and collapsed onto the young girl who was herself shuddering with the pleasure of orgasm. 

After what seemed like a pretty long time, he pushed himself away from her and we could see sperm oozing from her vulva. The TV screen faded to black and was then followed by TV noise. I knew that the show had ended and told the girls accordingly before switching off the TV.

The action on the TV screen had aroused me and I could feel the throbbing of my fast erecting penis. Turning first to Lily and then to Jasmine, I told them the show had aroused me and suddenly grabbing their hands, I quickly pressed them against my turgid penis. 

They were caught by surprise and as I maintained pressure to keep their hands tight against my turgid penis, I am sure that they could feel its throbbing as if it had a life of its own. 

Turning to Lily, I said "I want to fuck you but can you suck me first?" 

Lily hesitated for quite a while before shaking her head. Then with her eyes starting to tear, she added "I will be happy to fuck with you but I just cannot make myself suck. Don't be angry with me, please." 

And Jasmine chipped in "Don't cry, sister. I can do the sucking. You just do the fucking." 

I was delighted to see how the sisters co-operated and stroking their stomachs, I urged Lily to stop crying saying that what Jasmine had suggested made sense. 

What I said next, caused Lily to flare angrily. "Have you fucked with anybody else after I deflowered you 9 months ago?" 

She burst into tears and angrily stuttered "Of course not! What type of girl do you think I am? You have been the only man in my life. I let you have my virginity and now you ask me such a question." 

Ruffling her hair, I urged her to stop crying and added that I was sorry that I had to ask as I needed to know whether I needed to use a condom. 

"What's a condom?" both girls simultaneously asked. 

I pushed myself upright, got off the bed and went to my traveling bag. I searched and found a packet of condom. Moving back to the girls, I tore the packet and took out the condom. Then pushing down my shorts, I placed it against my semi-flaccid penis and indicated that it was to be rolled onto it. 

I went on to explain that the condom not only helped to prevent pregnancy but also gave protection against sexual diseases. 

Nodding their understanding, the girls smiled and Lily added that she understood where I was coming from and was not angry anymore. 

Giving Lily and Jasmine a tight hug and a loving kiss each, I told Lily "I want to fuck you first. OK?" 

And then turning to Jasmine, I added "You can try sucking after your sister and I have fucked. OK?" 

As neither Lily nor Jasmine voiced any objection, 

I helped both girls to undress. I then reclined against my pillow after plumping it and replacing it against the bed's headboard. I was comfortably reclined with my legs spread apart. At the thought of what was going to happen, my penis engorged and visibly throbbed. 

I helped Lily to lie down with her head resting on my left thigh and her thighs on top of my right thigh. Then I eased her legs apart so that I had access to her vulva. Checking that Lily was comfortable, I told Jasmine to stay reclined against her pillow as she would be in a good position to see what her sister and I would be doing . 

I started to fondle Lily's breasts and as she responded, I continued on to gently twiddling her hardening nipples. Lily started to pant and to squirm as her body reacted to the tingly stimulation last encountered 9 months ago. She groaned and started to wriggle as the sensation continued to build. 

Continuing to flick Lily's left breast, my right hand dropped onto her vulva. Her body flinched and she automatically slammed her legs together. 

However, almost immediately she relaxed while murmuring "Sorry." 

Urging her to relax, I worked my forefinger onto her clitoris and started gentle massaging. After a while, I could feel Lily's body tensing again and I saw her legs tightening and her toes starting to curl. Her breathing and moaning became more and more labored and I knew that she was building toward orgasm. 

As I wanted to try for mutual orgasm via actual fucking, I nudged Lily upward and with my active help, I got her to straddle my hips. Holding my penis upright with my right hand, I got Lily to position her vaginal opening onto my penis head. Moving both my hands onto her hips, I started to apply downward pressure to help her achieve penetration. 

Although my penis head was slick with pre-cum, penetration was not easy. Lily groaned with discomfort as her vaginal opening distended to allow my penis head to enter. Giving her vagina some time to acclimatize to my penis, I just held on to her hips and stopped the downward pressure. 

I was taken by surprise when Lily suddenly flung her hands onto my shoulders and at the same time plunged her bottom hard downward. Lily yelped with pain as I felt my penis ripping into her vagina. I could still feel its tightness despite having deflowered her 9 months ago. Her vagina must have shrunk back to its virginal condition as she had not fucked since then. 

A minute or so passed while I saw Lily wincing and grimacing as her vagina adjusted to my penis. Then ever so gently she started to fuck me. Up and down, up and down, up and down she went while I responded with upward thrusts of my hips. 

Despite having little sexual experience, Lily was surprising responsive and her sexual excitement could be clearly felt. Her vagina gripped tightly onto my penis as she plunged faster and faster. Her panting and groaning became louder and louder as I adjusted my tempo to match hers. 

Another half a dozen or so of downward plunges and upward thrusts and our bodies started to tremble as we rushed toward orgasm. She collapsed onto me and I could clearly feel our hearts pounding violently. Lily achieved her first orgasm when she fucked me 9 months ago. And now she had achieved it yet again. What a girl! 

On seeing Lily collapsing onto me, Jasmine rushed forward and asked "Are you OK, sister? Are you OK?" 

Lily grunted "Don't worry. Nothing is wrong. I'm only tired. Let me rest for a while and I will be OK again." 

Hearing that, Jasmine excitedly said "My turn. My turn. I also want to fuck." 

Nudging Lily, I got her to lever upward and away. Waving my dislodged and deflating penis, I smilingly told Jasmine "Sorry, girl. Lily has fucked me dry and I will only be able to fuck you after a few hours of rest. Hope you can be patient." 

Looking rather disappointed, Jasmine leaned and tightly hugged her sister saying "Tell me about it. Why were you moaning and groaning? Was it very painful? Tell me, please." 

Lily hesitantly responded "I groaned and moaned at first with the pain but that did not last long. Instead of pain, I started to feel good. I really cannot describe the pleasure that I felt but I'm sure you will also experience that when you fuck later. OK?" 

That satisfied Jasmine and allowed Lily to wrap a towel around her before proceeding with her nightdress to the bathroom. The sound of splattering water could be heard and I knew that Lily was taking a shower. 

I gave Jasmine another tight hug and kiss and whispered "Be patient. We will have our fun just a bit later. OK?" With a bit of embarrassment, Jasmine smiled and nodded. 

With my hand around her hips, I nudged Jasmine toward the bathroom saying "Let's join Lily in having a shower." 

A gentle rap and we could hear Lily starting to open the bathroom door. 

"We are joining you." I told Lily as Jasmine and I went in. Lily had just started to soap herself as Jasmine and I got under the shower head. 

Taking the soap from her, I told Lily "Let me do that for you." 

I had an enjoyable time soaping first Lily and then Jasmine. And surprisingly there was hardly a reaction from them when I soaped their inner thighs and crotches. 

Lily then took the soap from me and started to soap my back. Jasmine followed suit and taking another bar of soap, she started to soap my front. 

As she reached my crotch, she just went on to soap my inner thighs and my penis without any shyness. There was only a bit of hesitancy when my penis started to inflate and twitch in response to her hand movements. 

With some surprise showing on her face, she asked "Why is it getting bigger?" 

I ruffled her wet hair and told her "That will happen whenever it is touched especially by a pretty young girl like you. Don't be frightened. It won't bite, you know?" Both girls laughed.

Having completed our mutual soaping, we got under the shower head to finish our shower. Then we toweled one another dry, exited from the bathroom and dressed ourselves.

With dinner time not that long away, we discussed what we would like to eat and I telephoned the agreed order. With another half an hour or so to wait, we sat on the sofa to enjoy the cool air coming from the air-conditioner. 

Turning to Lily I asked "Did you become pregnant when I deflowered you 9 months ago?" 

Lily responded "No. My mother brewed some herbs and made me drink it every morning until my monthly came. I'm sure she is also going to make Jasmine drink the same thing when we return home. And I will have to tell her that I will also be needing that." 

Soon after, the door bell tinkled. It was not Boon but a young girl who did the delivery. On seeing Lily and Jasmine, a look of bemused surprise spread across her face as she placed the tray of food on the table. 

I guessed she must have been saying to herself "Two girls at the same time! That man is really going for it." I gave her a tip as she left the room. 

The girls and I then settled down to a leisurely dinner. After dinner, Lily again cleared the table, took the tray of empty plates and used cutlery and placed it outside the room.

I thought that the girls would enjoy a bit of TV and got them to help with repositioning the sofa so that we could comfortably see the TV screen. With canned drinks that I took from the refrigerator, the girls and I settled ourselves on the sofa. 

Jasmine operated the remote control and happily started to channel-surf. 

Ribbing her, I asked "Not looking for that naughty channel again, are you?" 

She just gave me a distaining look and continued to channel-surf. Then she found a comedy channel that attracted both Lily and her and we settled down to enjoying the program. 

An hour or so passed by and that program came to an end. News was next and with the girls' agreement, I switched off the TV. 

Turning to Jasmine, I asked "You want your turn now?" 

A blush spread across her face as she shyly nodded. I helped her to get up and lifting the hem of her nightdress, I lifted it off her. And to my surprise, I found that Lily had also gotten up and was in the process of lifting off my T-shirt from behind me. 

As I moved my hands onto the waistline of Jasmine's panties, Lily also continued and pulled down both my shorts and briefs in one go. Smiling at Lily and mouthing her my thanks, I guided Jasmine toward the bed. 

I sat on the side of the bed with my legs apart. Holding her hands, I guided Jasmine so that she was seated on the floor with her head inches away from my penis. Tousling her hair with my right hand, I placed my left hand at the back of her head as I drew her toward my penis. 

Jasmine hesitated on feeling my penis touch her lips but quickly relaxed and pursed her lips to allow my penis head to enter. After giving her a bit of time to acclimatize, I guided Jasmine as I began to slowly fuck her in the mouth. 

To Jasmine's and my surprise, Lily had moved and was lowering herself to sit behind her sister. I continued to be surprised as she raised both her hands, got them around Jasmine and started to fondle her breasts and twiddling her nipples. 




Men's Paradise Ep. 04



As Jasmine responded and her nipples stiffened, Lily dropped her right hand onto her vulva. Although not visible to me, she must have quickly located her clitoris as I could feel Jasmine wriggling in response to her sister's manipulations. 

Clearly, Lily was emulating what I had done to her and was actively trying to make sure that Jasmine would be ready to enjoy fucking with me. 

With her sister continuing to excite her and my continuing to fuck her in the mouth, Jasmine's excitement grew and grew. As she started to pant vigorously I had to hold her head still for a while as I told her to be careful not to nip my penis with her teeth. 

Novice that she was, Jasmine proved very adept and I knew that if she continued I would soon be ejaculating into her mouth. As I wanted Jasmine to experience fucking me, I held her head still with both hands. 

She looked wonderingly at me as I got my penis out of her mouth and started to help her to get up from the floor. Appearing to know what I was going to do next, Lily also got up from the floor. 

Lying on the bed, I asked Jasmine to straddle me. As she clambered onto the bed and moved to straddle me, Lily moved forward to help her sister. Together, we got Jasmine into position with my penis head lodged against her vaginal opening. 

With a hand on her sister's shoulder and the other on mine, Lily whispered something to Jasmine. 

Nodding, Jasmine leaned slightly forward and placed her hands onto my shoulders. Smiling at me, she bit her lower lip and suddenly plunged hard downward. 

I heard her cry of pain as I felt my penis ripping into and being tightly gripped by her vagina. I held onto her hips to keep her still as I saw her wincing and grimacing with the discomfort and pain of sudden distension. 

Then, drawing a deep breath, Jasmine started to slowly fuck me. With every plunge, she moaned louder and louder. And as I thrusted upward to meet her every plunge, her breathing became more and more rapid and labored. 

I matched her tempo as it increased toward a crescendo. Suddenly, Jasmine slammed her bottom hard downward, loudly groaned and repeatedly shivered before collapsing onto me. I could feel her violently thudding heart as she writhed with orgasmic release. 

Lily had moved to the side of the bed and was gently stroking Jasmine's back while she recovered her breath. Shortly after, she helped Jasmine to dismount with some difficulty. 

It was on seeing that my penis was still turgid and throbbing that she realized that I had yet to ejaculate. Hesitating only momentarily, she leaned forward, and engulfed my penis with her mouth. 

I jerked as I stuttered to her "You don't have to do that!" 

With her mouth filled, Lily could only nod and I guessed that she was telling me that she wanted to continue. Tousling her hair, I settled back to enjoy being sucked by Lily and with the stimulation that I already had from Jasmine's fucking, my build up to orgasm was rapid. 

Feeling fast impending ejaculation I groaned to Lily "I'm coming. I'm coming." 

Then, with a whoosh, I ejaculated into her mouth. That brave girl hardly flinched as my sperm collected in her mouth and after just a slight hesitation, she gulped and swallowed the whole lot. 

Moving her head away from my rapidly deflating penis, I ruffled her hair as I thanked her for what she had done. 

And Jasmine continued looking stunned with wide-open eyes and half-opened mouth as she reflected on what her sister and I had just done. 

Finally she snapped out of her suspended state and excitedly asked Lily "How was it? Was it difficult to swallow? Tell me. Tell me, sister." 

Languidly, Lily shrugged as she told Jasmine "It's not as bad as I had expected. It was just slightly salty and there was hardly any smell. Maybe later, you can also experience it. You want to?" 

Enthusiastically, Jasmine nodded and nodded her head. That girl was certainly not sexually repressed despite her having been deflowered only just hours earlier. And Lily was no ice-maiden either.

Exhausted by the vigorous activities of that day, the girls and I cleaned ourselves and brushed our teeth. Clambering onto the bed we settled down to sleep. 

I was in the center with one girl on each side. Believe me, that can be a very comfortable feeling especially when you know that you were the one who deflowered them and introduced them to the pleasures of sex. 

With the light off, the girls continued to murmur to each other while I dropped off to a deep sleep. 

Hours must have passed. And I would not have jerked awake had I not felt fondling of my fast-responding penis. I thought it was a dream but soon realized that it was actually Lily and Jasmine. Somehow they had lowered my shorts and my briefs and were busy fondling my penis and my scrotum. 

I came fully awake and stroking their hips, I asked "Are my two girls wanting to fuck again?" 

They grinned and, with Lily nodding her support, Jasmine asked "Can you fuck Lily but don't come as I want to suck you and swallow your sperm. Lily did it and I also want to try ." 

How does one refuse such a request? I knew that it was going to be difficult to achieve such control but I was determined to fulfill my girls' desires. 

Nodding my agreement, I sat up upright, started to undress and signaled the girls to also do so. When we were all naked, I picked up two pillows and placed them close to the edge of the side of the bed. The girls knew exactly what I wanted and both proceeded to lie down with their bottoms propped up by the pillows and their legs dangling over the side of the bed. Faster learners I have yet to meet! 

Having positioned them as I wanted, I started with stimulating Jasmine. I fondled her breasts, twiddled her nipples and, getting her to draw up her thighs, I massaged her clitoris. And in response to my stimulation, Jasmine started to squirm and to pant as her breathing deepened and accelerated. 

Kissing her, I told her to wait for a while as I worked on her sister. Nodding her understanding, she shifted her left hand to grip Lily's right hand. 

Moving over to Lily, I similarly fondled her breasts, squeezed her nipples and rubbed her clitoris after getting her to lift her legs and folding her thighs against her chest. Lily was slower and it took quite a bit more foreplay before she started moaning with pleasure. 

Her breath quickened and I could feel her wriggling and squirming. I continued the tickling of her clitoris until I felt her body and legs tightening and her toes starting to curl. With her wincing and grimacing confirming that she was about to have her orgasm, I lodged my penis and pushed my way up her vagina. 

She groaned as I started fucking. Fortunately, I had stimulated her well and just a couple of dozen or so deep strokes was enough to trigger her orgasm. It was delightful to feel the shuddering of her vagina and its tight clenching of my penis. 

I had succeeded in not ejaculating and quickly dislodging, I rushed over to Jasmine. I clambered onto the bed and straddling her body, I rushed my still turgid and throbbing penis into her mouth. That brave girl sucked enthusiastically and within a short while I could feel a rapidly on-coming ejaculation. 

Gripping her head with my hands, I warned her and then started to shoot deep into her mouth. She gagged and choked but courageously continued to swallow until I had nothing more to give. 

While taking out my deflated penis from Jasmine's mouth, I saw a twinkle in her eyes and a look of satisfaction on her face. But I was aware that Jasmine had yet to have her orgasm. 

Getting into position, I twiddled her nipples again and went on to massaging her clitoris. This time it took a bit longer but soon she was moaning with pleasure and panting vigorously as her body trembled in response to the stimulation. 

I continued and within a short while, Jasmine's body tensed. I could feel her vulva shuddering as orgasm rippled through her body. 

I was never sure that I could fuck Lily to orgasm and then have myself be sucked to orgasm by Jasmine. But I had done it! And Jasmine had her orgasm too. 

We needed to rest to allow our bodies to come back to normal. And while resting, it was Lily's turn to be curious. 

Turning to Jasmine, she asked "Was it OK? Not as bad like I said, right?" 

Jasmine gave no reply but gave Lily a broad and satisfied grin. 

It was time to clean up and to brush our teeth. Then I ordered breakfast and while waiting for its delivery, I told the girls that I would soon have to return home. 

Unhappily, Lily asked "So soon?"

And Jasmine added "Can't you stay a bit longer?" 

I shook my head and went on to ask whether they had already booked transport for their return journey. And when I found out that they had yet to make arrangements, I telephoned Boon and asked him to get two express train tickets for the girls. 

Breakfast arrived together with the two train tickets. Departure time was 10am. As there was plenty of time, we had a leisurely breakfast after which the girls left for their room to pack their bags. 

With the girls busy, I telephoned Boon to ask him to bring up my bill. Shortly after, he came up with my bill and after settling that, I added a tip for him. 

And as he left, I smilingly added "Do remember to telephone me whenever something good comes along." 

I then packed my bag and when the girls came back, we left the room and headed for the train station. We arrived well in time and while waiting for the train to depart, I hugged and kissed each girl and slipped $200 into the rear pockets of their jeans. Both girls beamed their thanks when they found out what I had slipped into their pockets. 

Soon, the departure signal sounded. I hugged and kissed each girl again and as I was walked with them toward the train, I slipped Lily a piece of paper saying "Well, you girls know what I like. If you know anyone who is willing to do the same thing, do telephone me at that number." 

Waving goodbye, the girls boarded and immediately came to the window of the train. And as the train started to pull away, I could see my girls' eyes brim with tears as they sadly waved their goodbyes.

With the train chugging away into the distance, it was time for me to head for the coach station. It was quite tedious coming over but the return journey was going to be even more torturous and I wasn't looking forward to it. Guess I just need to make the best of it.

And in the next episode, I will tell you about the very first virgin that I had.



Men's Paradise Ep. 05



For the proper context, it would be useful to read Men's Paradise, Men's Paradise Episode 02, Men's Paradise Episode 03 and Men's Paradise Episode 04. It would also be useful to remember that the social mores of the early 60s were much more conservative than what they are today.

After an hour or so, the coach reached the border control. Exit procedures were smoothly done and we were on our way again. Lowering the back of my seat to its maximum, I snuggled down for the long ride home. Failing to fall asleep, I started reflecting on the enjoyable time that I had just spent with Lily and Jasmine. And in thinking about the two sisters, it struck me that they had been my third and fourth virgins. Reminiscing, I recalled my first two. Irene had been my very first while my wife was my second. So I have had four virgins so far. Even though not a record, I still felt it was not that bad a score for a man to have experienced.

Irene and I grew up as neighbors staying in houses which were next to one another. A link-fence separated our houses but there was a small side gate which allowed access and it was never locked. Irene's house had a small garden but there were hardly any plants as her parents were too busy working. My house also had a small garden and it was filled with all sorts of flowering plants that my mother lovingly looked after.

I first met Irene when she was four years old. I was then five years old. Actually, I was only older than Irene by six months as I had just turned five while she had celebrated her birthday about six months ago. Her family had moved into that neighboring house which had not been occupied for about a year. Like me, Irene only had one elder sister and no other siblings. As our ages were so much closer, Irene and I often played together and we spent many happy hours enjoying the games, activities and interests that all children tend to spend their time on. 

The age of television and internet had yet to be with us then and all we had for entertainment was radio-listening and going to the cinema for a film-show. Besides playing with one another, we celebrated our birthdays and those of mutual friends and had gone to a few barbeques and picnics. Over our growing years, I had been to two dozen or so film-shows with her. The first few film-shows we went with her sister or with my sister but soon we found that we were going to them on our own. I guess our sisters had other interests and found baby-sitting their siblings too much of a chore.

Fast forwarding, I was nineteen and having completed high school, I had started working for about 6 months at a nearby store. I got on well with the couple who owned that store and was allowed to drive the delivery van home in the evening on working days. For the week-ends, I had the van after 1pm on Saturday. For a young man, believe me, having a set of wheels was quite something even though it was only a delivery van.

Irene, who was eighteen, was in the last few months of her final year of high school. As she was busy preparing for the final examinations, she spent less time with me and I was left to find my own amusement. So it was to my surprise when one Saturday afternoon, Irene called to me from her window. On my approach, she told me that she needed a few earthworms for her Biology class.

"That's no problem. We have plenty of them over here as my mother feeds her plants with compost. I can dig up some for you. Would half a dozen be enough?" I replied.

Irene smiled and replied, "That will do fine. But I think I will come over to do the digging myself as I could do with a break after all the studying. Will it be alright if I come over in the evening when it is not that hot?"

"Sure." I replied and added, "See you then."

While waiting for Irene, I was relaxing in my house and thinking about her. Though still a virgin then, a total innocent I was not. I had talked with some of my more experienced friends and had some knowledge about sex. They had unreservedly shared with me their experiences of deflowering their girlfriends. However, what I knew was all theoretical with the exception of masturbating for self-relief. The raging glands and hormonal urges of youth accelerated my interest about sex and I was constantly thinking and dreaming about fucking and wondering what it would be actually like.  

Then, just a few weeks ago, this curiosity about sex became even more intense by what I accidentally saw. I had unexpectedly come home earlier one day and on letting myself into a supposedly empty house, heard groans and moans and the sound of creaking furniture. These I traced to my sister's room but the door was closed. 

Driven by curiosity, I went out to the side of the house. Here there was a window and it was not fully closed. Approaching quietly, I was shocked when I caught sight of my elder sister and her boyfriend lying fully naked on her bed. He was lying on top of her and her folded thighs were spread with her feet resting on his hips. From the rapid up and down thrusting movements of his buttocks and the groaning and moaning that was coming from my sister, it was clear that they were engrossed in fucking one another. This was the first time that I had seen actual fucking taking place and I was tempted to stay and see what they were doing but the fear of discovery made me decide to move away. Quietly, I left my sister and her boyfriend to enjoy their coupling. 

Aroused, I rushed to the bathroom and a quick hand-job provided the relief that I badly needed. Since then, I have been hungering for a chance to experience sex myself but have had to satisfy myself with hand-jobs. I yearned for the day that Irene and I could go beyond just close friendship and do what my sister and her boyfriend had been doing. 

I was aroused from my reverie when I heard the tinkle of the bell that was fixed on that side gate between our houses. Getting up, I went out and saw Irene just coming over. She was dressed in a loose-fitting house-dress and had a spoon in one hand while the other was holding a cup. 

"Hi. I have been waiting for you. Even thought that you changed your mind about coming over," I said to her.

"Sorry. I lost track of time," she replied with an apologetic smile. 

I took her spoon from her and gave her a gardening trowel instead. As she looked wonderingly at me, I told her that the gardening trowel would serve her purpose much better than that spoon. Leading the way, I brought her to a plant where fresh compost had been recently added. Telling her that we were likely to get worms in that area, I squatted down and started digging into the compost. Irene chose a spot a short distance from me and squatted down. And as she did so, the bottom of her loose-fitting house-dress billowed with its hem finally falling across her knees. In that squatting position, the hem of her loose-fitting house-dress did not stay on her knees for long and soon slid down her thighs. 

I stared engrossed by the sight of Irene's inner thighs which I was looking at for the first time. And I was also drawn to the sight of the loose-fitting panties that she had on. Irene was quite unaware of what I was staring at and was energetically digging for her worms. Then she moved and in so doing, her loose-fitting panties shifted and for the first time in my life I saw part of a girl's outer sexual lip together with some strands of pubic hair. I stared and stared with my digging all forgotten. I had never had a close look at female sex organs until I had that partial glimpse of Irene's.  

Engrossed that I was, I did not notice Irene suddenly looking up and discovering what I was doing.  Scrambling upright, and with tears spurting from her eyes, she flung her trowel and dashed through that side gate toward her house. Her front door slammed and shortly after I could hear the creaking of her closing windows. I dashed through that side gate and rushed toward her window.   

"Please forgive me, Irene. I am really sorry for what I did. Please forgive me. I promise I will never do such a thing again. Please Irene, forgive me," I implored. But there was absolutely no response. To all my begging, there was only silence. I continued for about an hour but still elicited no response from Irene. Then thinking that time will allow her anger to dissipate, I gave up and went back to my own house. I went back to her window many times that evening, repeatedly implored and begged but never got to see Irene or to hear from her.

I was persona-non-grata to Irene for the next 2 months despite my spending time and effort imploring and begging for her forgiveness, whenever I could find time to do so. I had glimpses of her but she just chose to totally ignore me. The weekend before Christmas, I went to her window again and continued to beg her for forgiveness but her window stayed closed. Listlessly, I was about to give up when thought I heard the creaking of her opening window. 

I was thrilled when Irene appeared, enigmatically smiled and whispered, "OK. OK. I forgive you. But don't ever embarrass me like that again!"

 "Fear not, Irene. Never again will I dare to embarrass you like that any more. And that I do solemnly promise you." I re-assured her.

Irene enigmatically smiled and just said simply, "It's already late. Goodnight and sleep tight. See you tomorrow."

With that gigantic boulder lifted from my shoulders, I went back to my house happy as a lark. Thinking about the various activities that I could look forward to enjoying with Irene, now that she had forgiven me, I was smiling with anticipation as I headed for my evening shower. Fortunately, I met no family members on the way to the bathroom as they would surely have queried me as to what was making me beam from ear to ear.

I could hardly sleep that night and woke up at the crack of dawn. Hurriedly I had my breakfast before dashing over to Irene's house. It took quite a while before a sleepy-looking Irene appeared at her window in response to my calls. Blowing her a kiss, I asked whether she wanted to go with me to an afternoon film-show and threw in dinner as well as additional inducement. She hesitated for quite a while before nodding her acceptance.

Happily I told her, "I will come over at 3pm so that we will arrive well in time for the 4pm show. See you then." 

Sharp at 3pm, I dashed over to her house. Her mother opened the door and there, standing just behind her, was Irene dressed in a pretty blouse and cute-looking pinafore. Moving aside to allow Irene to join me, her mother told us to enjoy ourselves and to remember that curfew time was 10pm. Together we walked through the side gate and headed for the van that I had parked in my driveway. It was only after we had turned on to the main road that Irene said, "Your employers are really good to you. I don't think there are many who will let their workers drive their work vehicle home after work."

Grinning, I replied, "They sure are good to me. Maybe they have a pretty daughter that they hope I will marry."

Giving a playful tap to my left fore-arm, Irene responded, "Fat hope!  As if they would want their daughter, assuming that they have one, to be married to someone like you. Already talking about another girl!  And to think that I have just forgiven you. So cheeky!" 

As I was driving, I gave no response other than shrugging my shoulders. 
Soon we reached the cinema and after parking the van, I got out and to open the door for Irene. As she was about to leave the van, I managed to put on a most pitiful look before imploring her, "Oh, Irene my love! Please, please do not send me to purgatory again. I was only joking. When I have my sweet Irene, why would I be even thinking about another girl?"

Grinning, she playfully replied, "OK. OK. You are forgiven again. Just make sure that you don't even look at another girl from now on."

We enjoyed the film-show and during dinner. Irene was chatty and was happily talking with me. And she readily listened when it was my turn to talk. We had a really enjoyable time and I managed to get her home just before curfew time. After thanking me and just as she was about to close her main door, I asked, "Can I see you more often now that you are more free? No more final examinations to worry about, right?"

Pulling a solemn face, Irene playfully responded, "Can't promise. There's a queue of boys lining up from here to the end of the road who also want to date me, you know? Let's see whether I can slot you in now and then."

Playfully I responded, "Have pity on this poor man, Irene my love. Do be merciful for I will fret to death if you choose others over me. And surely you do not want me to die, do you?"

With a broad smile on her face, she whispered, "Good-night and sleep tight. Have sweet dreams about me. See you tomorrow." And then she closed her main door.

Over the next couple of months, Irene went on evening dates with me about 2 to 3 times per week during working days, and we were virtually together every weekend. I was on my best behavior when we went for our film-shows and dinners. And sometimes, we also spent time in a nearby public park which was popular with courting couples for what was colloquially referred to as 'moon-tanning' as opposed to the more usual sun-tanning. 

The only physical contact that I initially had with Irene was just hand-holding. Over time, my good behavior resulted in Irene having more confidence in me and she gradually allowed me to drape my arm across her shoulders or around her hip. Up to then, I had not even attempted to touch her bosom though I must admit I was tempted to do so on many an occasion. As to touching her crotch, this was something that I dared not even dream about. 

The following film-show that we went to was 'Return to Peyton Place'. I had bought Irene a container of popcorn, and she was holding it in her left hand while keenly following the story-line developing on the screen. I had stretched over to get some popcorn when I accidentally brushed against Irene's bosom. She flinched, and her body stiffened as she turned and gave me a glare but did not say anything.  

It was really an accident and I was busy whispering my apologies. "I'm really sorry, Irene. I did not intentionally do that. Please don't be angry with me and please, please do not send me to purgatory again."

Unexpectedly, she leaned back, relaxed and rested her head against my shoulder. With a shy smile, she whispered, "I know it was an accident and not intentional. And who says that I am angry?" Then she turned her head and surprisingly gave me a peck on my cheek. I was really surprised and was at a loss for words. Grabbing her hand and lovingly squeezing it, I wordlessly thanked her. Then, we settled back to enjoy the rest of the film-show and right up to the end, Irene was happily leaning against my shoulder. We went for dinner after the film-show and, as I was still not at all sure what message Irene was intentionally or unintentionally sending to me, I did not even attempt to strike while the iron was hot. 

That Saturday evening, we headed for the public park as there was no film-show that we wanted to go to. While we were walking to our favorite spot in that public park, we accidentally came across a couple whose activities caused Irene quite a great deal of embarrassment. As we passed a couple lying on the ground beneath a big tree, the fading light of twilight was still sufficient for us to see that the man was lying between the girl's splayed legs. Though fully clothed, the up and down thrusting of the man's hips and the stifled moaning and groaning from the girl, made it clear what was happening. Irene instantly looked away and quickly moved past the coupling pair.

Irene did not say anything as we continued to our favorite spot. After reclining comfortably against the trunk of our favorite tree, I found her to be less voluble as compared to her normal self. It was only after I repeatedly asked whether I had done anything to make her angry and quiet that she shook her head. After quite a while, Irene grumbled, "How can people behave like that? Some people really have no shame. That type of thing should be done in private!"

I was really relieved that I had not done anything to anger her. Taking her hand, and giving it a loving squeeze, I told her, "Forget about it! Like you said, some people just have no shame. Let's not allow the shameful behavior of others affect our evening."

In response, Irene turned and gave me a long tight embrace. I was not sure whether she was not conscious of the effect of her bosom being tightly pressed against my chest or was silently sending me a message, Tilting her head , I gave Irene  a loving kiss on her lips and was most happy that she responded without any sign of pulling back. I stroked her back while we lovingly continued to kiss one another. Aroused and emboldened, I sneaked my right hand onto her chest and tried to fondle her breast through her blouse. 

Irene pulled back and broke our kiss. Grabbing my hand and shaking her head, she murmured, "Please don't. I'm not ready for that. And you know how I feel about such private things being done in public." She continued, "I know young men will always try to do such things with their girlfriends. Guess you are no exception. I am a bit shocked and frightened but I'm not really angry with you. Don't look so sad. I am not going to sent you to purgatory again. OK?"

Hearing what Irene had to say, I sighed with relief and told Irene, "I am really glad that you are mad with me. Thank you. Thank you." Cheekily, I added, "Does it mean that it will be OK if I can get us somewhere private?"

Playfully, she hit my chest before saying, "You are really incorrigible, you know? Just told you I am not ready for that and you dare to ask me whether it will be OK if you can get a private place. A more cheeky man I have yet to meet! I am not promising anything. Let's move slowly, a little step at a time. OK?"

There was no way that I could know that my problem would soon be solved. I was at work in the store on Monday when a person, I had least expected to see, stepped in. I was both surprised and thrilled to see Henry, my really good buddy since junior school and high school, as he had left for overseas studies about a year ago. 


Rushing over I, gripped his extended hand and greeted my long-absent buddy. My employer, seeing me busily engaged with Henry, came over and said, "Why don't you take your friend out for an early lunch? I will look after the store until you come back. And there is no need to hurry, OK."

Henry and I thanked my employer for his consideration and we left for a nearby shop where we ordered lunch and drinks. Catching up over an extended lunch, I learned that Henry had returned to settle some urgent inheritance matters with his lawyer. Both his parents had died in a tragic car accident during our last year in high school and their house was now his. He told me that fortunately he had an old aunt who helped to clean and tidy up the place while he was away.

Then Henry said, "Enough about me. I know you have worked at that store for nearly a year now. Any other developments that you want to tell your good buddy before I go overseas again?" I can never tell you what made me do it but I confided to Henry all that had been happening between Irene and me. Henry did not interject at all and patiently listened to what I had to tell him. 

Then he looked at me and said, "Hey! You know what. If you are agreeable we can help one another. As you know, nobody will be staying in my house when I leave again for my studies. You are free to use it, my friend." Henry went on to add, "And you do not even have to worry about the cleaning up as my aunt will continue to do so. All you need to do is to help me deal with mails and bills that come in." 




Men's Paradise Ep. 05



I was so surprised by Henry's offer and was at a total loss of words to be able to respond. Thinking that I needed time to deliberate, Henry added. "I can arrange with my bank manager so that you can use my account to settle any bills. That will be a big help to me, as my aunt does not feel comfortable dealing with the bank. So how about it, good buddy of mine?"

"You are sure about letting me use your house while you are away?" I asked.

"Of course, I'm sure! So I take it that you agree, good buddy of mine," Henry replied.

I got up and smilingly said, "Thank you, Henry my friend. Rest assured that I will look after your house, your mail and your bills to the best of my ability."

People say that when Lady Luck wants to smile at you, she will. And all the wishing in the world is not going to help if she does not wish to do so. In my case, maybe she took pity on me as she gave me a real broad smile although I had not implored for her help. Out of the blue, my good buddy Henry made me an offer that I could not refuse. And impatiently, I waited to tell Irene about my good luck.

I tried throughout that week to get a date with Irene but failed and was getting worried that she could be angry with me for some reason or other. However, Irene finally agreed to a date for that Saturday. After work, I had a quick shower and hurried over to Irene's house. Looking depressed and distressed, Irene met me at the main door of her house. In response to my query, Irene's eyes glistened with tears as she said, "Let's discuss that when we are away from here."

I drove Irene to our favorite lunch place but she was in no mood to eat. After our favorite drinks were delivered, I stroked Irene's hand and asked her what problem was troubling her. 

With her eyes again glistening with tears, she shook her head and murmured, "This is not the right place to discuss my problem. Let's wait until later when we go to the park." That was when I told her about Henry's offer. There was no significant reaction from Irene other than a wistful smile as she responded, "Well, that will certainly be of great help in solving my problem in the only way that I can think of. Are we going there afterwards?"

I was puzzled by what Irene said and did not know how to respond to her. Instead, I took out a bunch of keys from my pocket and said, "Henry left for his overseas studies a couple of days back. These are the keys to his house and we can use it whenever we want to. His aunt only goes over every Wednesday morning to tidy up the place.

After finishing our drinks, I drove Irene to Henry's house. It took us nearly an hour as his house was near the coast. Throughout our journey, Irene was pensive and rather quiet. I was hoping that her mood would change when we reached Henry's house. When we located the house, we found that it had a big compound and parking the van was not a problem at all. On entering the house, a quick exploration showed that there was a big hall, a dining room, his late parent's master bedroom, Henry's room, 2 guest rooms and a kitchen.

After that quick exploration, we returned to the hall and seated ourselves on the sofa. With my arm draped around her shoulder, I turned to Irene and asked her whether she was ready to tell me about her problem. Sniffling and with her eyes starting to glisten with tears, Irene nodded and said, "I am sorry that I have not met up with you until today. I was having problems with my parents after they told me that we would be emigrating in early May. Over the last few days, I have been trying to change their mind but they just will not listen. I even told them that I preferred to stay behind, get married and start my own family. But they still won't agree. My mother said that I was far too young to think about getting married and in fact got angry when I questioned why it was OK for her to have married my father when she was sixteen. I have argued and argued but they just won't change their mind. They are so stubborn that I think there is only one way to make them agree."

"And what way are you talking about?" I asked.

Rather hesitantly Irene murmured, "If you get me pregnant, they will have to let me stay behind and get married. Will you?"

Caught by surprise, all I could say was, "What!"

"I want to give myself to you. Don't you want me?" Irene responded.

"No! Not like that." I exclaimed. Then realizing that Irene could misinterpret my reply, I pulled Irene into a tight embrace and said "Sorry. I did not mean that I don't want you. Yes, of course I want you. I am thrilled that you want to be with me and you want to have a baby with me but is this really the only way to get them to let us stay together?"

Maintaining our tight embrace, Irene whispered into my ear, "Believe me, this is the only way. There is just no other way that I can think of. Will you help me to get pregnant? Please."

Giving Irene a kiss, I asked, "Are you really, really sure that is what you truly want?"

Returning my kiss, Irene simply answered. "Yes, I'm really sure. Are we going to do it right now?"

Giving her a tight squeeze, I whispered into Irene's ear, "I really would like to make love with you but I want you to really consider whether that is actually what you want us to do. Please do not rush into a decision. We can use one of the guest rooms only if you really want to go ahead and if you are ready."

With her mind made up, Irene moved to get up from the sofa. I joined her and with an arm around her hip, I guided Irene toward the guest room. On entering the room and seeing the bed, Irene's face flushed and she kept her eyes downcast. After locking the door, I went toward Irene who was shyly standing by the side of the bed. As I drew near, Irene moved her hand behind her to start unbuttoning her dress. Drawing her toward me, I embraced and kissed Irene and told her, "Please stop that. I want to make love with you, not just have sex so as to make a baby. Let's take our time and when we are ready, I will be more than happy to help you undress. OK?"

Giving me a shy smile, Irene nodded as she lowered her hand. Not knowing what to do next, she remained within my embrace as I continued to kiss her on her lips and on her closed eyes. As we had been standing for quite a while, I thought it was time to get more comfortable. Releasing Irene from my tight embrace, I moved toward the bed. Leaning against the bed's headboard, I made myself comfortable. Hesitatingly, Irene joined me. After making sure that she was comfortable, I drew Irene toward me, embraced her and resumed kissing her. With only a slight shiver as her only reaction, she did not object when I moved on to kissing her ears and earlobes. But there was some resistance when I returned to kissing her lips and tried to slip my tongue into her mouth. I tightened my embrace while stroking her back and slowly she relaxed and allowed my tongue to slip in and explore her mouth.  

As Irene seemed relaxed and receptive to my exploration, I moved my hand onto her bosom. She flinched and quickly moving both hands, she grabbed my hand and tried to move it away. Kissing her and keeping my hand on her bosom, I murmured, "Relax. It's OK. Don't be frightened. Just relax. OK?"

Irene did not say anything but I could feel her body slowly relaxing. Gently, I fondled her breasts and tried to stroke her nipples but her clothing was in the way. Kissing her, I whispered into her ear, "I think it is time to take off our clothes. OK?"

There was some slight hesitation before I felt her starting to move. Helping her to sit upright, I turned Irene so that I could unbutton her dress. Helping her into a kneeling position, I lifted the hem of her dress and pulled it upward over her head. Her slip was similarly removed. Irene was left clad only in her brassiere and panties. Looking at Irene, I noticed that her eyes were downcast and avoiding looking at me. Quickly, I started undressing and was soon down to my briefs.

Settling back against the bed's headboard, I pulled Irene and got her to lean against my body with her head resting on my shoulder. Giving her a kiss, I reached behind her to unhook her brassiere. Her face blushed while I was doing this and I felt her body slightly trembling with fear. Kissing her ear, I told her to relax and not be frightened as I took off her brassiere. Then for the first time, I was looking at Irene's cute breasts. They were firm and upright and her neat nipples were circled by her areolas.

Irene flinched when I moved my hands to fondle and squeeze her breasts. Then I went on to using my thumbs and fore-fingers to squeeze and titillate her nipples. It took about 10 minutes of continual titillation before I felt her nipples starting to harden. Irene's breathing also became more rapid and labored. With the knowledge that Irene was beginning to respond to the stimulation that I was providing her, I decided it was time to stimulate her even more.

Giving her a kiss, I whispered into her ear, "I think it's time to take off your panties. Can I?"

Irene did not reply and I could see the uncertainty and fear that momentarily flashed across her face. After some slight hesitation,
she took a deep breath and started to lift her buttocks from the bed. That enabled me to hook my fingers into the waist-band of her panties, push it down and removed it completely off her. For the first time, I was seeing Irene fully naked and I was a bit surprised that she did not even try to protect her modesty with her hands. She must have been so determined about getting pregnant that she was largely able to overcome her innate trepidations of making love for the first time in her life. 

Helping Irene to sit upright, I was able to insert my thumbs into the waist-band of my briefs and as I pushed it down and off, my erect and throbbing penis sprang into view. On seeing it, Irene gulped and involuntarily jerked away. Averting her eyes, Irene was silent for quite a while before finally stuttering in a quivering shocked voice, "It's so big!"

Bending forward I pulled Irene into a tight embrace. I gave her a loving kiss while gently stroking her shoulder and whispered, "Don't be frightened. It's really not that big. It's just that you are seeing one for the first time. Relax and everything will be alright. OK?" Continuing to soothe her until I felt her body becoming less tense, I asked, "Can we continue?"

As I maneuvered Irene into position, I clearly recalled what my more-experienced friends had told me about their deflowering experiences and what they did to make it easier for their girls. Following their advice, I got Irene to lie across the bed with her bottom resting close to the edge and her legs dangling over the side. Then I plumped a couple of pillows and tucked one under her head. The other was wrapped with a towel and tucked under Irene's bottom. Raising the girl's bottom apparently helped to make it easier to access her vulva and vagina. Seeing the questioning look on Irene's face, I explained what I was doing and further added that the towel was to prevent staining the bed-sheet as she could bleed when I broke her hymen.

Having gotten Irene into position, I placed my hands onto her knees and applying gentle pressure I got her to splay her legs apart as widely as it was comfortably possible. Realizing that her deflowering was imminent, I saw Irene visibly trembling with fear and trepidation. Bending forward, I kissed Irene and whispered to her, "Don't be frightened. Relax and I will be as gentle as possible. It will hurt this first time but the pain will only be for awhile. Relax, OK?"

Irene nodded as I positioned myself between her widely-splayed thighs and using my left thumb and fore-finger I spread her vulva lips apart. Irene visibly trembled as I nuzzled the head of my engorged and throbbing penis against her vaginal opening. As I prepared to deflower her, I gently reminded her to relax and not to tense her body as it would only make it more painful for her. Irene closed her eyes, tightly clamped her lips together and nodded when I asked "Ready?"

Taking a deep breathe, I pushed hard and felt the head of my penis forcefully pop into Irene's distending vagina. She involuntarily flinched and whimpered with the pain of sudden distension. I could see grimaces flashing across her face as she tightly bit onto her lower lips to avoid from screaming out. Tousling her hair, I comforted her as her distended vagina adjusted to my penetrating penis. I could feel a blockage and knew that it was her hymen in the way. Tightly gripping her upper arms, I told Irene what I was about to do. I could feel her body tensing but my desire to deflower her was all over-powering. Lunging forward, I felt the tearing of Irene's hymen as my penis forced itself fully into her vagina. Irene could not avoid screaming out in pain as her hymen broke. I could see tears spurting and dripping from her eyes as her hands gripped the bed-sheet for support. Kissing her, I murmured "Thank you, darling. I have broken your hymen and soon there will be less pain."

After waiting for a while as her vagina adjusted to my penetrating penis, I started to gently fuck Irene. Her vagina tightly gripped my penis as I pushed in and out. Within a short while, I was thrusting to an ever-increasing tempo. Irene's tears had dried and she started to moan and groan but it sounded to be more from pleasure rather than pain. Placing her hands onto my arms, I could feel her trying to match my movement. Increasing my fucking tempo, I slammed myself in fully to the hilt and soon Irene was reciprocating. We were both groaning and moaning with pleasure as I vigorously fucked towards orgasm. I could feel the tightening in my balls as orgasm approached. I barely had time to groan a warning to her, before spraying my sperm deep into Irene's vagina and collapsing onto Irene's body. 

Soon Irene started to react to the weight of my body. Pushing myself up and away from her, I noticed the blood smears on my penis. Looking at Irene, I saw the blood-stained semen that had started to ooze from her vagina. And the towel was also smeared with blood and semen. Thanks to the advice of my friends, I avoided the embarrassment of having Henry's aunt see bloodstained bed-sheets as evidence of my deflowering of my girlfriend.

Irene started to move but I signaled her not to do so. When I sat by her side and moved my hands onto her vulva, hey eyes showed her obvious curiosity as to what I was going to do. I told her that I knew she had yet to have her orgasm and I was going to help her to do so. As she continued her quizzical look, I explained in more detail about female and male orgasm. With her curiosity satisfied, I moved to bring her to orgasm. She flushed when I spread her vulva lips and started to work her clitoris with my fore-finger. But soon she started squirming and resumed her groans and moans of pleasure. Moving my other hand onto her breast, I simultaneously squeezed her nipples. This made her even more excited and she enthusiastically responded. Then, her body suddenly stiffened and a long continuous moan escaped from her mouth.. I could feel and see the fluttering of her vulva lips and her stomach as her body jerked through her very first orgasm. After quite a long while, she opened her eyes, languidly smiled at me and mouthed a grateful thank you. She shyly nodded when I asked, "Did you enjoy that?"

I had always dreamt about being the man to take Irene's virginity. And now that was exactly what I had done. And the raging hormones, vigor and strength of youth allowed us to fuck another couple of times before I had to take Irene home. Irene proved to be an adept learner. She enthusiastically responded the second time we fucked although I still had to manually bring her to orgasm. But the third time we fucked, we succeeded in achieving near-simultaneous orgasm. Believe me, the satisfaction of fucking to simultaneous orgasm is something that hopefully every couple can achieve sometime or other.

Over the next couple of months, Irene and I fucked whenever we could. Our sexual skills improved and we managed to achieve near-simultaneous orgasm most of the time. However, Lady Luck deigned to smile on us again and I failed to impregnate Irene.

In the end, Irene was forced to emigrate with her parents. It was a very tearful separation for us at the harbor and she vowed that she would find ways and means to re-unite with me. My heart bled as her parents dragged her up the gangway and boarded the ship. I waited until the ship's departure foghorn sounded but never caught sight of them again. 

Her first letters came about a month later and she wrote very regularly at first. And I replied equally promptly. However after about a month, my letters were returned to me as undeliverable. I guess they were being blocked and I really did not blame Irene for gradually reducing her letters as I guess she never got any of my replies. Although less letters were coming from Irene, I continued to faithfully reply but every one of them eventually came right back. I guess her parents were really meticulous about blocking my letters to her.

And to make matters worse, the neighborhood where we stayed was destroyed one day by a massive fire. Fortunately no one was killed. As a result of that unfortunate fire, all the residents were re-located. With a new address, I wrote to Irene but that letter also bounced. And so contact with my darling Irene was totally lost.

I wish ever so often that someday I will get to again meet my darling Irene. And until I do so I guess I can only console myself with the lyrics of the Weaver's evergreen:

Irene goodnight, Irene goodnight,
Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene,
I'll see you in my dreams.