Cousin Bonding

Jing (whispering): ‘Just don’t tell my parents k?’

She got up from the bed and began removing her cardigan, exposing her fair complexion that our families possessed. The dark, brown hair flung around as her grey tank top came off as well, followed by her skirt she dropped to her feet. Never did I imagined to have my cousin appearing at one of my ‘massage’ session, let alone coming this far with her. While my mind was battling the righteousness of it all, ..

Jing: ‘Up!’

On my feet I went and she did the same for my shirt and jeans, folding them into a neat pile before laying them on the dressing table. Her bra unhooked from the front and two, very perky boobs bounced free from the cups. Her panties disappeared with a wriggle of her ass, and my underwear was yanked to the ground as she bent over.

Me: ‘Shower?’
Jing: ‘Yupp.’

Getting into the shower was the weirdest experience ever, flashing back to the times during my primary school days when we took a shower together. The toddler back then has became a swan, albeit going on a different path from other girls her age.

Jing: ‘Stand still k?’

Her foam covered palms ran down my neck to my chest, going around my ribs to lather my back as well. There was no shyness when her nipples brushed across mine, even sliding her body against me as she squatted down to my legs.

Jing: ‘Open your legs.’

Like a random search at the airport, her fingers ran up my inner thighs before she reached my balls. Those tiny fingers started fondling them, drenching my cock in a slippery soap to help her wrapping fingers move up and down.

Me: ‘Wait wait. Stand up first.’
Jing: ‘Why?’
Me: ‘I need to wash you too.’

I collected some soap from my erection and aimed for her pussy straight, sliding down her navel to her slit, where my middle finger quickly located her sensitive clit. The faster I ‘scrubbed’ her, the faster she would jerk me. The shy little cousin became more relaxed that instant, moaning while hugging closer to me.

Jing (whispering): ‘Let’s wash up and go outside can?’

I handed her the showerhead and the foam was flushed into the drains. We patted each other dry with either ends of the towel and went naked into the bedroom, where it was dimmed when we headed into the toilet.

Me: ‘Lie down first.’

I stood outside the toilet as she sat between the pillows, watching me watch her with much curiosity. Right after she stopped moving, I fell face first into the mattress, stopped right at her knees. I slowly pried her legs open and she obeyed, allowing me to leopard crawl to her groin. With that much teasing, my mouth dived into her crotch and flicked her clit continuously, making her squirm right in front of me.

Jing (moaning): ‘Biao ge (first cousin)! Not so fast!’

Her fingers ran into my scalp trying to hold me still but my tongue was the organ doing all the work. I used my lips to pinch her clit, and went on to suck her clit really hard. The loud gasp followed by a stream of juices into my mouth couldn’t be wrong. Jing was cumming hard without restraint, shoving my face into her pussy as her legs shivered violently.

The moment I felt her increasing the strength of pressing my head down, I knew it was all over. Well, at least for the pussy-licking part.

Jing: ‘Stop stop.. I can’t take it anymore.’

She stood up and walked over my resting body, rolled me over and spread my legs wide to sit between. She laid down on her boobs after I perched my back up with the pillows, and started to lick the sides of my shaft. The love-bite pain brought my erection to new heights, pecking lips covering every area beneath my little head.

The moment of relief came when her mouth went over the tip, and I watched her eager mouth slide over my cock. Her elbows bent to raise her head, performing a slow and sensual blowjob that spun my head in circles. How could that innocent, pink lips be so deadly? And more importantly..

Me: ‘Jing, how long have you been doing this?’

Her head abruptly popped up and a different person possessed her. With a grin, she turned around and backed up on my genital. While I could not exactly see her facial expression, the lowering ass over my cock distracted me from a possibly guilty thought. She held my cock and directed it downwards, going right for her smooth pussy that has no prickly studs at all.

As soon as my dick was in, her spread eagle ass jutted at me, driving my cock into her own pussy. She tucked her legs in front of her and remained in a squatting position, all the while hopping up and down on my rod. Besides my unmanly groaning, she was moaning words of encouragement.

There was no way I would let her do all the work. In a push, she fell onto her arms and I swapped to a kneeling position, behind her ass.

Me: ‘Give me your hands’

One by one, I grabbed hold of her wrists and hammered into her pussy. All the smoothness and bumps in her vagina became apparent to me, gently closing in on my shaft like filling up a sausage.

Jing: ‘Can you feel it? You’re the first and only person I’m going to have raw sex with.’

My hips went even faster upon hearing that, savouring all the intimacy no blood-related cousins should ever have. After five minutes of rapid thrusts, she broke free from my grip and quietened down.

Jing (panting): ‘Let me watch you fuck me to the end.’

We repositioned ourselves into missionary, with her legs slung over my shoulders. Once she got hold of my dick, I pumped slowly into her, moving inches at a time. Within five strokes, I was fully embedded in her mesmerising pussy and she opened her arms for me.

Jing (whispering): ‘I love you kor.’

My abs tightened as I increased my speed, slamming into her opened groin that was welcoming me in. Our lips touched for the first time, locking in a passionate, tongue-sucking momentum. My body was long in an auto-pilot mode, hammering my dear cousin’s breath away.

Her body began shaking as I went all out, contractions delivering pulsating waves of orgasm.

Jing (shouting): ‘Cum with me kor!’

She left my sweat-covered face to moan her lungs out, accommodating each and every thrusts I drove into her cunt. *Piak piak piak* sounds echoed in surround sound as I neared my climax, face dropping into her boobs she squeezed together for me.

Me (groaning): ‘I’m cumming!’

In short pulses of jerks, the first shot was fired when I pulled away, forcing my dick to repeatedly penetrate her to succumb my dick to the rest of my load. I shoved and I pushed, every drop of semen that was never meant to be hers, deep into her womb that milked me involuntarily throughout her orgasm.

When we were done, we had no more energy to separate ourselves. Her pussy was still shaking uncontrollably, shivers travelling through her limbs while my dick spat the last few drops out.

Jing: ‘Biao ge?’

She sayang me by running her hand down my back, assuring me that I did a great job. I fell away after a minute’s rest, and she turned over to me to give my dick a massage.

Me: ‘What if you get pregnant?’
Jing: ‘I’m on the pill. Don’t worry k?’

Still catching my breaths, she sank below my gaze and placed her mouth over my dick once again, sucking me till I was hard. This time, she did not let me do any work and focused all her attention on the tool in her mouth. The non-stop head bobbing, seductive moans from her fingers in her pussy, randomly slurping tongue, no man could resist her at all.

It took her another ten minutes before my abs hardened, shrinking balls signalling to her with determination.

Me (weakly): ‘I’m shooting.. ‘

She swiped her hair over her head and held them in place, while her other hand stayed at the base of my shaft. Her lips continued sucking till I exploded, puffing up her cheeks with the second load of the day.

Before I finished, she left my lava-dribbling volcano and dropped to my side, opening her mouth just a little to let me peek at the amount I gave her. She laid flat before swallowing everything, surprising me with the biggest twist in my life.

The wide smile she gave next somehow lightened the mood, but I knew it was something that I could never forget. We cuddled after drying our bodies till the phone rang, marking the end of our two hour tryst.

Jing: ‘Don’t tell my parents k?’
Me: ‘Okay. Na. Here.’

She took the four blue notes and returned three of them between my fingers, ignoring my questioning look to keep her earnings.

Jing: ‘You’ll pay for the hotel next time. And I’m not doing this for money.’

We left the hotel and went our separate ways at the door, fully aware of the implications we could get into if we were seen together. For the rest of the day, our phones kept buzzing to the stronger relationship we had, enhanced over a round of unforgettable, sensual sex.

Me (Whatsapp): ‘Shall we meet tomorrow?’
Jing (Whatsapp): ‘4pm. Same place.’

And that was our goodnight message to each other.

Wet Pebbles

Once I sank my butt into the sofa with the TV on, Pebbles came to the coffee table in her shirt and shorts, the standard home wear for a stay-in girlfriend.

‘Hands up!’, I commanded in a slightly jovial tone while bringing the two of the three bottles of lubricant on the table. As she raised her arms, I pulled her shirt off to expose the perky little tits with rare pink nipples, followed by her shorts that was hiding her trimmed patch of lawn above her tiny slit.

She automatically sat on the table with her legs spread, while I slid my way lazily down to the rattan stool in front of my feet. Squeezing a blob of banana and apple flavoured lube into my fingertip, I smeared them around her pussy paying extra attention to her clit. ‘Ahh.. it’s sensitive there’, she was wet before I laid a finger on her and the shower foam she used was floating fresh in her groin. The moment I got her all wet and seasoned, it was time to feast.

I arched my back down into her legs and let my tongue searched for her clit, easily found from the erection of a willing lady. Beginning with the letter ‘A’, my mouth got to work besides her moan, licking and pinching her clit with my lips as I moved to the next alphabet. Gradually, her body started shaking with my progress, till I reached ‘K’, that her legs suddenly shut over my ears and a deep groan emitted with more trembling.

‘I just came. Slow down k?’, she whispered in a sexy, hoarse tone after the long groan, but I kept repeating ‘L’ to lengthen her orgasm. The bold girl dug her fingers into my head as I continued feasting on her abalone, going non-stop till I reached ‘W’. The multi-stroke letter drove her into a state of screams from the built up of horniness, unleashing yet another wave of thirst-quenching juices into my mouth.

There was no way I would let that go to waste, promptly catching them with my tongue scooping. Her body shook violently all the way to ‘Z’ before she fell flat onto the table. Loud panting sounds, involuntary shivers, uncontrollable moans plagued her recovery for the next minute plus.

Seeing her satisfied face, this was the girl who loved receiving oral sex, and also being equally good in returning that particular favour too. It was my turn to sit on the sofa next, while she took the stool under her ass. The big bottle of Durex strawberry lube was for her, applying it both to her own pussy as well as my dick once I got into position.

‘Ready?’, the rhetorical question went unanswered as my cock disappeared between her lips, throwing me off my upright position to a sloth-like paralysis on the sofa. Her squeezed lips pushed their way down tight, going all the way to my base before she took a gasp of air to chill my red, hot missile down. The abrupt introduction of cold air mixed into my warm stick and created a shield, which highlighted wherever her slippery tongue touched next. She let her relaxed tongue glide under my shaft and began to bob her head back and forth, negating the slight discomfort when she bent my cock down. In no time, my legs were shaking as she swirled around my cock head at every upward stroke, till I let off a groan and then she would go back down my shaft with a grin.

Slowly, her lips began squeezing from my base up, forcing all the blood to accumulate in the thick veins surrounding my manhood. After five minutes of the torturous blowjob, both of us had an unspoken surprise upon seeing my dangerously red cock.

How else was I supposed to use a God sent baby-making organ? ‘Get on your fours on the table’, a stern phrase got her up on her feet and she climbed over the table quick. I got out of the sofa and held her high-rise ass in my hands, ready to plunge my dick deep into her pussy.

‘Ah fuck! You are tearing me apart!’, that sentence was drowned in a series of hard slaps made by my groin, slamming mercilessly into the girl who got me so worked up. While most visitors find our coffee table a little too high for daily use, we bought the coffee table based on the height where my dick was (from the ground) and her legs while bent on the table. So don’t mistaken our purchase as ‘just a funiture’, it had certainly more use than that.

Pebbles had no way to straighten her arms as the forceful pounding ensued, jerking her boobs around while I savoured the enclosing vagina. The scent of strawberry, banana and apple filled our living room up with the heat from our autonomous sex, throwing her bit by bit towards the sea of wetness. ‘Oh gooood.. ‘, she exclaimed as she reached for the edge of the table in front of her. I rammed my cock faster as her body froze, receiving the full wrath of my vigour that was thrusting into her stiffened cunt.

Less than a minute later, her legs began sliding from the sweat on her knees, but my quick reaction to close them with my calves kicked in. Now, her knees were touching while my sausage got stuffed between her fruit buns. In this pose, there was no shortage of her screams as orgasms translate into a flowing stream down her legs.

‘You’re hitting my sensitive spot! I’m going crazy!’, her last words meant a lot to me since I was getting closer to my own climax. I was, going crazy too. At her maximum tightness, it was still manageable for me to unleash my secret stash of energy, fucking it all out into her slim figure.

I gave her a slap on her bubbly butt to signal my ejaculation, which she had gotten used to as a sign in case we were too engrossed. Like clockwork, I pulled out of her before the point-of-no-return and fell back onto the couch. Instead of a cum-in-mouth I expected, she hopped over my lap and sat over my rod. Using my neck as support and feet placed near my butt, her groin slammed down hard on me, using the existing tightness to drive me frantic.

‘Shit! I’m gonna shoot!’, my last breath of air was used for the fearful phrase before my cum exited orderly into her pussy, embedded deep into the muscles milking my rod for everything. The little hops she made sucked every bit out of the exhausted me, giggling between gasps of moans as she felt it fill her up.

We did not disconnect after the deed was done, simply hugging in that same position while we recovered our energy. My dick shrunk its way out of her and at last, it was time for a quick shower before bed. As a pleaser, I couldn’t miss out licking her in the showers and on the bed, giving her a well-deserved energy discharge before the recharge (sleep).

Lost Files

At five, just as I was finishing up with my work, Melody came up to my desk with the company issued laptop in her hand. She was well known for wearing the most inappropriate clothes to work, although she was considered to be in the ‘backend’ department – Finance. Wearing a cardigan over a cross-front bralet, her high waist skirt could not fully cover her slim waist and the two inch heels she wore were rumoured to never be seen a second time.

Me: ‘Yes?’
Melody: ‘Umm.. I really need your help this time. I accidentally deleted important data on my com. I must get it back by 7pm.’

Seeing that it was still the rush hour, I took a look at her laptop and proceeded to connect a cross-over cable I secretly wired to access her data. In a few minutes, an automated process to recover files dating back to the first boot of her laptop was in progress. Still, there was lots of work to do as fragmented data needed to be pieced together.

As I squinted my eyes to decipher the random characters in the tiny scroll bar’s window, she was all panicky and excited about seeing familiar data she deleted a long time ago.

Melody: ‘You are really good leh. Now we just need to find the file.’

The chair she grabbed from the next cubicle was wrestled under my desk to sit side by side, and her cleavage was squashed dangerously tight as she looked at my screen.

Me: ‘I’ll write a short program to look for similar letters of that file you lost. Hang on.’

She leaned back and disappeared from my sight as I opened the wordpad, typing and lengthening the codes. As the clock ticked away, the recovered files spanned to the millions and her deadline was just an hour away.

While I was wrecking my brain, I felt her hand going over my thigh, squeezing and stroking as if it would make me faster. Well, harder was not that far from faster right? The clicking of my zipper and belt brought my pants low enough for her to wriggle her hand into my underwear and she did just that, keeping her eyes on me as she fumbled for my erecting cock.

Soon, she was speeding me up with her handjob, but it felt really shallow as a reward for helping her out.

Me: ‘Just jerking me won’t help you know?’
Melody: ‘Then?’
Me: ‘Touch yourself too.’

She kicked her heels off in the dimmed office and overlapped one of her legs on me, moaning as she rubbed herself. The juicy, slurping noises confirmed that she wasn’t just putting up an act for me, and the pleased computer whizz (that’s me), returned to his fast typing.

Melody (moaning): ‘Are you done soon?’
Me: ‘Nope. The software need to finalise all the recovered files first. Then I can run my program. Am still working on it.’

She stopped stroking me after a while and straightened her skirt. Like how a favour needed to be upgraded for efficiency, her body slid off the chair to under my desk and she moved me to the edge of the seat. Devouring my cock in a warming orifice, her saliva lubricated the rhythmic blowjob, tongue skilfully swirling all over to make it a ‘sloppy’ job.

By then, I was done with my codes and was awaiting for the scan to complete. Acting busy, I tapped on the keyboard while moaning to give her a little ‘feedback’. After a good five minutes of heavenly treat, I patted her head to let her know I was done with my program.

Melody: ‘Done?’
Me: ‘Just need to scan now.’

She popped out from between the desk and my chair, rolling me a distance back while she looked at the GUI with a ‘Start’ button. At the right position, her ass stuck out at my swollen cock, as if waiting to be pounded. I placed my hands gently on her ass and rolled her skirt up.

Me: ‘Click start.’

The obedient OL listened and did what I told her. Her butt followed my downward push over my cock and she even helped by guiding my cock to her pussy. Along with the countdown to start scanning, I slowly got out of my chair and pierced my sword into her sheath.

5.. 4.. 3.. 2.. and in I was, balls to clit of the most desired girl in the office. For the sake of our intimacy, I had hid the results in the log that needed to be expanded. The worried lady simply stared at the progress bar that was moving at a snail’s pace, with unspoken hope.

For my part, I was burying my cock deep into her one stroke at a time. That tiny waist was an honour to hold as I fucked her faster and faster, dipping into that tight, juicy oyster. Melody could not hold back her moans as my balls tapped on her clit, making her extra sensitive as her body kept jerking back and forth.

A sudden grasp of her hand onto mine (on her waist) stopped me in my tracks. The orgasmic shiver grew steadily as she flung her hair back, arms trembling to the pleasure that was shooting through her mind. Once her head dropped back down, I went back to hammering her for more fluids gushing out of her pussy.

Ten minutes into our standing doggie file-recovery position, she has gotten so tight, with drops of cum all over the carpet. I was at my end too, and all it took was a final lap that I needed to warn her about.

Me: ‘Mel, I’m gonna cum. Where do I?’
Melody: ‘If you can find the file, I’ll let you cum inside me.’

I got out of the doggy style and returned to my seat, helping her straddle over my cock boobs to chest. I expanded the log and did a Ctrl+F with the randomised file name. Once it was highlighted, I double clicked on the .xls file. True to my skill, she spun the chair to reach for the mouse and scrolled a few times to find the information she needed.

Melody: ‘You found it.. ‘

I pulled on a lever under the chair to let her feet touched the ground better, and she proceeded to ride me with all the excitement pent up inside of her. The newfound tightness coupled with overflowing juices kept her slamming her groin down on my cock.

Barely two minutes passed when I bear hugged her and she squeezed her pussy, giving me a cute constipated frown. Bouncing till the end, my cum erupted into her without holding back and waves after waves of 100% pure semen sent shivers down the both of us.

Right after I calmed down, she dismounted with a trail of cum dripping over my lap, and quickly wore her panties back.

Melody: ‘You kept your promise, so I kept mine.’

I transferred the file into her laptop and returned it to her, watching her trod away with lighter footsteps towards her department. Now that everything was done, my day ended well even in the crowded bus home.

A few days later, Melody brought a new intern to me, also at an ungodly hour when everyone was heading home.

Melody: ‘I told her about the favour to recover a lost file. She deleted something worse than me.’

The white bloused, black skirted girl was in tears when she approached me. Without saying a word, she stripped her pantyhose while I set up her laptop. Her skirt automatically went up her hips and my pants was undone next.

Me: ‘Hey Joyce. You don’t have to. I have already recovered your file.’

Of course, my program worked off the shelf after Melody’s situation and there was nothing better than to see the new girl smiling, forcing me to receive a handjob out of gratitude. The reciprocation to massage her pussy turned the ‘fee’ into a royal treat to her virgin mouth.

There was no words to described how much cum a real sloppy blowjob managed to get out of me. The new friendship with Joyce slingshot into a job-long office fling, though non-penetrative.

In the Bedroom

By Nikkinom

You can call it ‘charm’, when I found myself seated on the man’s bed, without any clothes, and legs spread as wide as I could. The only thing I knew about him, was the fact that he was almost twenty years older than me. But it was something else, that made me so comfortable to bare my body for him.

Even though he was shrouded in darkness, I could make out where his eyes were looking at. They were, on my naked body, at the area below my neck. My fingers mysteriously went to work, on my clit I never showed anyone how it was done. Little circles would cloud my mind, and taps would send tiny jolts up my back. There was no fear, of him doing anything but watch from his seat, a chair beyond the end of the bed.

The fiery tip of his cigarette would glow, as he took a puff of it, all in an unhurried, calm manner that helped more than he knew. I was slowly, touching myself to an orgasm. It would never occur to me, that I will come in front of a stranger, and even more so, at my usual loudness and intensity.

His smile that came when I climaxed, put my mind in even more ease. From where I sat, with the darkness he was in, I could tell that he was doing something to his pants. The unmistakable sound of zippers, messy ruffling of linen, he stopped moving once something tall, hard, poked out into the air.

‘Come’, his deep voice summoned my helpless body over, and I did. As I crawled closer, I could see how thick he was. It resembled his stature. A firm, grounded pillar, wrapped in flesh as thin as my labia. I went on my knees in front of his chair, and peered up at his overshadowed face.

Seconds passed without a word from him, and I knew better than to let him speak, for I cannot imagine what he might say. I put my hand around his penis, bent it towards me and brought my face closer. It was pink, I think. It was hard to tell from the yellow, tungsten light, but I could sense its power.

A power I craved to overpower.

My mouth went right up to it and my lips went around it carefully, without tasting anything yet. I held it there as I stuck my tongue towards it, pressing hard to know how much pre-cum, if any, was there. Salty, sweet, clean. That was all I needed to know of his hygiene. My head moved back and forth on its own, using saliva that gathered in my jaw to help him slide easier, in and out of my face.

I didn’t hear him groan, nor felt any twitches. He just sat there, smoking and enjoying it with his eyes closed. I almost liked how calm he was, but the competitiveness in me wasn’t gone. Like a natural, I went faster, taking him a little deeper but not enough to gag. Then, he flinched. I saw him tilt his head back, and he didn’t suck on his cigarette anymore. Ashes dropped as his toes clenched, until I suddenly felt his hand on the top of my head.

‘That’s enough’, he said in a suppressed-agitated tone. Had I won? Apparently, not. He helped me up and brought me into the bathroom, to the sinks where a wall of mirror laid behind them. All I noticed, was how my make up was still on, even my lipstick, that should be gone from the saliva and vigorous motion over it.

He put me over the sink and took a while to find my entrance, but it didn’t take any longer than that. He fucked my wet pussy so easily, as if I was made for him. My mind was all over the place. Especially so when his cock stretched my vagina walls so thinly, like a condom. I think I lost my wetness, when it got more and more intense. I could feel the bumps on his erection cleaning my insides out. He was reaching a spot no man had been, in a way no toys could match.

I was about to come again, and he could feel it too. He kept going faster and faster, hurting me at my hips where the sink was. Out of nowhere, a jet of hot cum sprayed inside me, and did not stop until I heard the loud, dripping noises of thick fluids hitting the floor. He gradually slowed his thrusts, but did not stop. He just went slow and steady until I felt my walls getting spread again.

He had already began picking up speed, shoving his meat inside my full vagina. As a first for me, to use cum as lubricant, I couldn’t help but get wetter. The thought of having cum pushed so far up me, while some of it was going to make another load. It turned me on so much.

Halfway, he grabbed a handful of my hair, and without yanking on them, brought me outside to the balcony where the cold wind blew. Somehow, he managed to bring his pack of cigarettes and lighter along, to light one up for each of us. While he made himself comfortable on the solid, steel chair, I bounced myself on his cock, feet tucked between his. It was an experience to be smoking at the same time fucking a man. I made sure to see where the lit end of the cigarette went when I put my hands on his thighs, so I could ride him better.

The second, consequetive round lasted longer, longer than the stick he handed me. Once I was done smoking, I could ride him better, and faster. I loved the huge electrifying shocks to my brain whenever I slammed my ass down on him. It would never fail to stop him from taking another puff. It was like a game, a child would play.

When my desire for another orgasm overwhelmed me, I stopped caring about his smoke. I rocked atop him so hard that when I was about to come, I made sure to use that tight, pretty pussy to milk him until his face crashed into my back. I felt the second squirt into my pussy coming so hard, and I went to rub my clit so I would still be throbbing on the inside.

He just came and came until he fell back, arms hanging over the armrest like a dead body. I only knew I felt full when I lifted myself up, but not how much until blobs of cum drenched his stubby cock. Not wanting to leave any stains on the floor, I turned to him and ate those excess cum up. I swallowed it like medicine, which taste didn’t get to me until they were in my belly.

We went back into the bathroom for a quick shower, and then to sleep. I remembered how I kept playing with his cock, wanting to see if a man could sleep with a hard on. The third round he so angrily forced it into me from behind, told me otherwise. The little anger made me wet quickly, and made him cum as quickly. There was almost nothing when he collapsed over my back.

Luckily, he still had strength to roll over before falling asleep. I couldn’t complain about the rage-sex that happened in the middle of the night when I sucked him because I couldn’t sleep.

I will miss his cock.

Office to Bed

This entry involves pee-play. Please proceed with caution.

A smile appeared across Wen’s face when she felt a finger rubbing on her clit, opening her eyes slowly to the glaring sunlight from the windows. She tried to move her arms but found out they were tied together, but there was no immediate shock to her yet. After a deep breath and opening her eyes fully, Melissa’s bikini-clad body almost made her giggle out loud.

Wen: ‘What are you wearing? Untie me first.’
Melissa: ‘Later la. We have something planned for you.’

She was Wen’s supervisor and also best friends in the company, and her clique was well-known to play pranks on fellow colleagues. Wen could not move anywhere with her tied wrists (to the bed frame) and knees opened with a spreader bar, but the level of trust she had in her supervisor made her think that it was just a quick prank they played on her.

Melissa’s fingers did not stop moving as Wen woke up to her senses, partly weakened from her constant rubbing. The room was clean except for the bedding and a lamp that hung from the wall above the bed. After a while of getting her really wet, Melissa left the room and let Wen looked out of the door.

To her horror, three of her male colleagues were tied up and blindfolded, only able to hop around. Two ladies from Melissa’s clique had those electric fly swatter in their hands and were shocking the guys while giving them instructions.

Clara (from afar): ‘Alvin, follow Melissa.’

He jumped in the direction where Melissa turned him towards and into Wen’s room he went. Clara commanded the rest of the guys to stay still and joined the two slaves they had restrained. After getting Alvin to sit on the bed, the commanding ‘officers’ went to each of them and covered their mouths with a handkerchief. The pinching of Wen’s nipple made her gasp a full breath of the pungent, super glue-like scent and it knocked her out weak on the bed.

Alvin put up a little more fight before he collapsed, and they snipped away his underwear, leaving them naked a few feet away from each other. Melissa stayed in the room and took a seat in front of the bed, as if expecting to watch what would happen.

First, it was Alvin who rotated his body upwards to relieve his weirdly, reddish erection. Wen was looking through her eyelids and could feel something awakening in her body. A sudden wave of wetness began lubricating her pussy and her nipples poked into the air painfully, begging to be relieved of an itch. Her clit was especially sensitive to the cold air from the conditioning unit and a chilling vibe was pulsating through her spine.

As Alvin felt around the bed for space to rest, his hand touched Wen’s feet and sent a electrifying wave through her leg.

Wen: ‘Alvin.. here.’

He moved his grip up her calf and stopped just before her pussy. Estimating at his best, he laid next to Wen and could barely speak from the suffocating drug he breathed.

Alvin (breathlessly): ‘Wen?’
Wen (breathlessly): ‘Yeah. It’s me. Can you scratch down there for me?’
Alvin: ‘You’re itching there too?’

He blindly made his way to her feet and carefully began massaging her clit, and his hips found where her toes were.

Alvin: ‘Help me too.’

Using her feet, she clamped his dick between her toes and moved up and down, channeling some form of comfort so he could focus on relieving her agony. As seconds passed, her nipples were hurting more and Alvin was feeling worse from the unbearable itch. It was as if an insect bite that would cause one to scratch till they bleed.

Wen: ‘My nipples. My nipples. Please.’

He felt her spreader bar and moved her feet up into the air, until the bar went behind his back. Using his mouth, he nibbled on her nipples in turns, while his fingers continued to masturbate her clit. Soon, Alvin expressed frustration from his lack of ‘scratching’, bringing his cock dangerously close to Wen’s pussy.

Alvin: ‘Can I put it in? I’m going crazy with the itch.. ‘

He waited for a few seconds and it was silence he heard. Unable to hold himself back, he poked his tip into her pussy and the wet environment took some pain away. Wen was feeling better too, when she realised that it was actually inside her pussy that needed attention. No wonder it didn’t feel right though he was rubbing her clit.

Almost in missionary position, he went all the way into Wen’s pussy and a moment of sigh told them of their relieve. Still, the discomfort returned and he began thrusting, pulling his dick along her vaginal walls that enjoyed the strokes. Her nipples felt better than and he laid flat on her body, jerking just his hips in the chained-and-locked embrace.

Wen: ‘Oh yes. Keep moving. It feels good.’
Alvin: ‘You’re getting tighter too.’

Suddenly, they heard Melissa’s voice and Wen’s mercy pleading.

Wen (moaning desperately): ‘NO PLEASE! No.. AHHH!’

She shocked Wen through her nipples and grabbed Alvin’s head over them. He resumed sucking on them and Wen dare not say another word when she hovered the swatter over his ass.

*Mmmm!*

He almost bit her nipples off when the first slap excited him. His hips went faster and the both of them was moaning to the hastened mind-fuck. Melissa executed strokes on his bum as they enjoyed themselves, transferring some of the electrical shocks into Wen as well through his penis. Somehow, Wen liked it when Alvin was shocked.

Alvin (shouting): ‘I need to pee badly!’
Melissa: ‘Then let it out!’

Wen’s face turned into horror when she felt a strong gush of hot pee flush into her pussy, exiting in a spray-like fashion over her stuffed cunt. Melissa started spreading and flicking his pee over their bodies with her hand, coating them in a disgusting coat of ammonia. Luckily, Alvin was a non-drinker and only had water the previous night. So there wasn’t any strong smell.

After he was done, he resumed pounding the exhausted girl’s pussy with increasing vigour, delivering orgasms to her sensitive clit and G-spot. When the next smack descended on Alvin, a more powerful jolt made them both groan. Water, pee, whatever bodily liquid, was a great conductor of electricity.

Melissa raised the spreader bar up and instructed Alvin to get out, which he did promptly in fear.

Melissa: ‘Turn over Wen. Or I will shock him.’
Alvin: ‘Please Wen! Please please!’

Wen did a two point turn with the toy prying her legs open and went into doggie, officially out of sight with what would happen behind her. It was nothing scary when Alvin tucked his legs under the bar, engaging them in doggie style without much escape route. Alvin automatically plunged his dick into her and granted Wen a mind soothing sense of security, knowing that they had no reasons to be punished.

Melissa: ‘Are you all the way inside? Is he?’
Wen and Alvin: ‘Yes yes.’
Melissa: ‘Good. Hold her hair.’

Wen tilted her head back to let Alvin catch hold of her permed ends, ready to be fucked in her rear. But unexpectedly, Melissa stuck the racket on his butt and did not take it off immediately. The initial trembling turned into a convulsion that made Alvin rammed his cock in deep and hard, repeating it to take the pain away. For Wen, her G-spot was receiving orgasm-level kind of sensation and just kept cumming in loud moans.

The ten seconds Alvin had been electrocuted felt like hours to him, and when his cock regained feeling, Wen was too tight to continue fucking. Nonetheless, he bit his lips and pounded the blissful looking girl, eyes shut to the impending orgasms that her contracted pussy was getting.

Melissa did not touch them anymore and let him worked, allowing the ‘natural’ pleasure of sex recover in their privates. Gradually, the forceful fucking slowed down to a stop and ended Wen’s buffet of climaxes.

Alvin: ‘I’m almost cumming Wen. Melissa, shock me if you must. But I’m not going to cum inside her.’

Melissa: ‘Good. Take it out.’

He left her dripping wet hole and stood away from the bed, only to scream when Melissa tapped his dickhead with the racket. Melissa left him standing there and returned with another two patches of handkerchief, giving one to Alvin in his face. Wen no longer had any strength after the mindless sex and breathed in willingly, falling asleep right after that.

When she woke up, it was afternoon and her clothes were back, as if untouched. Party-like noises came from outside the door and true enough, everyone was just eating and drinking.

Wen: ‘Hi Alvin.’
Alvin: ‘Hey Wen. You slept for so long. Eat this.’

Confused, she ate the sandwich from Alvin and went back to pack her bags for the check out in the late evening. About fifteen minutes later, Alvin swung the door open to Wen’s room and Melissa was in his arms.

Alvin: ‘Move your stuff away! This bitch needs to be punished.’
Wen: ‘Wait. You mean it’s real?’
Alvin: ‘No shit. That’s why I didn’t let you touch the food and served you all the way.’

They tied her up while the rest of the bedrooms got busy with the other two ladies. Alvin brought a handkerchief laid with the drug she used on them and let her breath in the sexual-inducing medication. In less than a minute, she was up and struggling, begging to be fucked for anything.

Instead of torturing her, Alvin turned his attention to Wen, whom did not resist when he gave her a kiss. Right before Melissa’s eyes, the pair of horny lovebirds started stripping each other, hands running all over cock, pussy and boobs. In front of her, they began with doggie-style, Wen moaning extra slutty as Alvin happily pounded her pussy sore.

It was a consensual trade of lust between them, having her feminine body pounded by a fit, young man who was more than capable to fuck properly. The senseless jerking of Wen’s body on her knees drove Melissa crazy and only after they changed to missionary, did Wen help Melissa at all.

On her back, she reached for the pussy of her ‘master’ and pinched her clit, which Melissa was totally alright with. Alvin did not disappoint Wen as orgasms disrupted her tempo masturbating her supervisor, screams joining the the other torture/ pleasure rooms.

Alvin (whispering): ‘wen! I’m gonna cum soon.. ‘

Wen gave the sex-droid a grin and guided him to Melissa, who was dying from desperation. As Wen went to her side to attack her nipples, Alvin raised her feet high up into the air. In a swift, he pierced into her raw and Melissa went near unconscious. Thanks to her nipples, she sobered up when Wen sank her fingernails into the peaks, shocking her awake.

Wen: ‘Alvin is going to cum into you now.. It will be over soon.’

Alvin heard his new instructions and went all out, ramming his cock in full length into the dominant bitch. After two minutes of intense, sweat sprinkling, the stud unleashed his cum with powerful jerks to her pelvis, filling her up till cum overflowed out of her tight hole.

Like a scratch that temporarily not itch, Melissa stayed quiet for a while, and the pair got dressed with much excitement from their revenge. Once Melissa was back to her crazy state, the two model colleagues stayed by her side, helping her out till she was back to normal.

Well, the three ladies no longer played pranks in the office, and Melissa grew attached to Alvin not long after, who was Wen’s boyfriend as well. Unlike most love-triangle, the couple now has a ‘slave’ to do their bidding.

What would such an experience do to you guys?

Sweet Sweet Sex

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A few minutes of silence later, a buzz woke her up from her dazed state.

Andrew (Whatsapp): ‘You can come up now.’

Samantha went up the block behind the bus stop and joined her sugar daddy who was naked waist down. He cuddled her in his bed and planted kisses all over her forehead, while her hand was fondling that long erection of his.

Andrew: ‘How many times did he cum today?’
Samantha: ‘Twice.’
Andrew: ‘And you still have energy?’
Samantha (whispering): ‘You do right?’

She stripped her skirt off before climbing over his abs, where her jacket came off button by button. His strong hands went over her 34B cups and played with them erotically, juices leaking from her pussy onto him.

Samantha took her time sitting down on his cock, allowing her pussy to stretch wider to accommodate her daddy’s girth. He was after all almost twice her age. Once inside, Andrew sat up and flipped her on the bed. The hip-thrusts forced all the air out of her when he shoved his cock deeper, engaging a rapid fire mode that her eyes quickly rolled white to.

He loved how naturally tight she was, even though she just had sex. The initial few strokes really blew his mind but once properly stretched, it was a condom-tight fit over his rod.

Positioned in push up stance over her shoulders, he picked one of her legs and spread them to the side. Drilling in even deeper, Samantha unknowingly reached for her clit to massage it, brain slowly fucked to a mash. Andrew had lots of energy for her and was displaying it unrestrained. Strokes after strokes, her pussy received the full wrath of it by the non-stop orgasms.

No matter how her pussy contracted, he was not showing any signs of exhaustion. Soon, her other knee was lifted to her chest and he was in way deeper than before in her life. Her pussy was completely exposed and vulnerable to every change in angle, tearing her mind apart from the ferocious ravage.

Dirty words begin to come out of her mouth in a slur, and he was grunting like a bear. His thick cock could only take so much abuse and she was driving him over the edge with her demure expression, lit by the pinkish glow of sex.

Samantha (moaning): ‘I’m going crazy daddy!’
Andrew (groaning): ‘Me too babe. A while more. A while more!’

He shut her legs in midair and a shocked look flashed across her face. He pushed her hips together for the climax of the night and rammed his hips to create the loud slapping noises.

Andrew (shouting): ‘Fuck me babe! Urgh. I’m gonna cum inside you!’
Samantha: ‘Oh yes daddy. Please give me everything!’

His body weight pressed her legs close to her body and their eyes locked in a deadly gaze. As a shiver build up from his hips to his biceps, Samantha gasped and placed her hands over her belly. His cum had began unloading into her and it was in such quantity she had never experienced. His dick slowly slipped out of her as he came, lining her vagina with his man-juice reserved for his sugar baby.

Once he was out, he moved to the pillows where his little girl laid, still shaking from the intense sex they had. Using one of her hands to massage his rod, the other stuck into her pussy, scooping out gooey, thick cum for him to see. ‘Finger-licking good’, was what he saw when she cleaned her fingers with her tongue.

For an after-service treat, she rolled on her side towards him and cleaned his rod too. Apart from cleaning, there was something kinky she always did for him. Since he had more foreskin than any dicks she had came across, she would ‘hide’ his cock under the loose skin, and wriggle her tongue inside the skin-blanket to tease him.

It was never boring to see how a grown man squirm to her mouth. After a ten minute rest, Samantha went to the TV stand and opened the drawer of toys. In one hand was a compact camera, and the other was a bottle of banana lubricant. Just as agreed, she would perform an act of his one-and-only fetish in front of his camera.

Once he got the camera started up and filming, she poured a handful of lubricant and began stroking him. It did not take long for him to achieve maximum hardness again, and her other hand flattened over his dick head.

Samantha: ‘Ready?’
Andrew: ‘Uh huh.’

She started rubbing the tip with her palm and jerked with her other. Girly screams came instantly and his body flipped around uncontrollably. His legs wrapped around her without harm and the camera was held as steady as he could despite the agonising torture he enrolled himself for.

After five minutes of cock-head abuse, his masculine body arched high up before spraying cum into her hand, where she did not stop what she was doing. They kept at it until he came the second time, making Samantha smile widely knowing she did a good job.

By then, he was drained and she was left to clean up the mess. Like a dutiful daughter, she took a shower and tucked him in, before joining him in bed in his arms. A tiny peck ended their monetary relationship and a long night of rest await them.

Samantha (Whatsapp): ‘Goodnight baby love. I’ll drop by in the morning for my ‘breakfast’!’

At 1am, through the opened door of their bedroom, Samantha saw Andrew’s wife coming home, with a young stud holding her weak body. Reeking of alcohol, they entered the opposite room and kinky noises started filling up the house. It was the first time she had seen such thing, and Andrew assured her that nothing uncommon was happening. It was normal for them to have flings outside, especially after he discovered he was impotent and still wanted a baby.

Andrew (whispering): ‘That guy to her is like you to me.’
Samantha (whispering): ‘But.. there is a problem though.’
Andrew: ‘What is it?’
Samantha: ‘They are making me horny again.’

Her hands went to his dick and her pussy again, touching herself and the strong man she dedicated her free time to. With a bit of energy left, he was soon up on his knees as she went on her fours.

Two rooms, four person, sex was occurring in surround-sound.

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Pharking Groupie

I kept a few feet from Kathy walking in front of me, on one of the long stretches of roads along Pierce Reservoir. Around her neck was a dog collar, with a nylon rope attached and dragging along the asphalt road so no one would see the ‘connection’. As instructed, she wore a wrap dress and brought nothing else, not even her cellphone.

We walked into the carpark before the gates leading to the reservoir, and saw a few cars parked, some with lights on. Heading straight for a white van, I knocked on the door and Tim, one of SBF users, opened and looked out at Kathy.

Tim: ‘Her?’
Me: ‘Yeah.’

Tim shut the door and spoke into the walkie talkie, inaudible from the outside. A moment later, the driver’s seat window wound down and he stuck a thumbs up sign.

Me: ‘Let’s go.’

A tug at the collar nudged her towards the gates and we continued walking. Behind us, Tim and another guy (from another vehicle), took out some orange cones and a sign ‘Closed – No Entry’, hanging it on the swing gates.

They followed us in and Kathy was dropped off at the only pavilion on the fishing grounds. Lit by the street lamps, we could make out a few shadows by the waters, but we had no idea if they were there for night-fishing, or the little activity a few of us had planned.

Once Kathy was seated with Tim and his friend, a cat call was heard and a red light stick waved in the air. Kathy and I was surprised at the number of participants, and even more so when one of them took out metal chains from a rugsack.

There was no gentleness when it comes to pleasure. Kathy was stripped of her dress, leaving her naked. Chains locked her neck, wrists and ankles together, forcing her to lie on her back like an overturned tortise. As part of the act, two of the men grappled me onto a bench and loosely threw a few chains over my wrists, which I pretended to be painful and restrictive.

Me (whispering): ‘Kathy! I only asked for two guys.. I didn’t know.. ‘
Guy: ‘Shut up! Or she will be cut across her face.’

A butterfly knife flashed before her eyes and it was all whispering among the guys. Laying the ground with her dress, they bent her over into doggie and one of them immediately went for her pussy, thrusting so hard Kathy could only scream to alleviate the pain. They surrounded her quickly and her hands and mouth were put to use, causing her body to be stumbling around for balance.

As soon as her vision was blocked, Cindii, a nick I only knew her by, came over to my side. She was Timmy’s daughter, whom he said was caught browsing that adult forum and even having an account on it. Between Tim and I, we had met up a few times to discuss the plan following up to that night.

Never, never, did I expect to see his daughter, a brown skinned Malay Chinese mix to join the fun. My shorts were lowered as she unzipped the bralet she wore, shoving my hands onto her breasts while she went down on me.

Behind the pleasurable blowjob, was Kathy who was gagging and choking. Every time her mouth was free between swapping dicks, moans unlike her reluctance would come out.

Me: ‘Tim!’

He turned to me and saw my side nod, making a clear line of sight from Kathy to me. Trying to hold my grin in, I groaned in an agonising tone.

Me: ‘Kathy! Just give them what they want and it will be over soon.’

A loud slap on her butt cheeks interrupted our conversation, and another guy blocked her vision from me. The mouth sucking me was doing a heavenly job. I could feel her saliva and tongue working in perfection, drawing long strokes up and deep stokes down.

Even Kathy who was ‘gang-raped’, had became docile in listening to their commands, often lined with vulgarities. ‘Go deeper!’ and a pair of hand shoved her mouth down a dick she gagged on. The powerful pumping motion behind her rammed so hard her legs gave way to a split.

Luckily for her dress, her elbows and knees remained unharmed throughout the violent action. The men went in a round robin to get a taste of her pussy, at the same time giving her a fair share of the five cocks. Then, a guy wriggled underneath her boobs and took her pussy. While another man kneeled at her rear, easing himself into her ass she least expected them to go for.

Me: ‘Cindii, lift your skirt up and ride me.’

Her denim miniskirt went to her waist and she squatted over my dick, sinking her body down over my shaft. Once in, I picked her up and went behind the benches, bouncing her up and down in a hug. The 19 year old moaned like never before and the men turned more horny.

The two dicks destroying Kathy’s anus and cunt had knocked her into near-unconsciousness, eyes barely open to see where her only saviour was. Her mouth never had a moment without a dick, just like her pussy.

Just as I let Cindii onto the ground for some doggie lovin’, one of the guys came over to my side and rinsed his cock over the foilage.

Me: ‘Ready to cum?’
Guy: ‘Yeah. We will all shoot into her pussy.’

My cock slid right into Cindii and a yelp fired off the rapid jerks. Her tiny waist was every teenager’s wet dream to hold onto, and Kathy’s figure was ideal for men like her dad’s age. She was turned over on her back once the five men agreed and her legs were pushed all the way to her chest.

One by one, the men pounded her pussy to possibly a burn, while unloading their cum into her to put out the ‘fire’. I was too, about to cum in that devilish body, overwhelming my balance with that tightness. Leaning onto Cindii’s back, I whispered to her that I was cumming.

Cindii (whispering): ‘Inside me please. I.. on the pill.’

I maintained my rhythm as the guys took their turns, until the last person in the queue. I chose his tempo to follow and went faster towards the end, emptying my load into the moaning girl who was rubbing her own clit to cum together.

Having to hold her body for support, I pulled out of her tiny hole and let my cum splatter onto the floor. Panting for air, we returned to the bench and massaged each other’s genitals. Kathy was soon left alone on her dress, lifeless and breathless.

The exhausted lady stuck her arm out at me, and Timmy went to dress her up. Satisfied and happy, Cindii left her number in my phone and I returned to Kathy. The moment she got up on her feet, cum began leaking down her legs and she soaked them up with her dress.

Kathy (tiredly): ‘How are we going home?’
Timmy: ‘J! I have something for her.’

He ran over to us and requested Kathy to open her legs, before pushing a capsule into her pussy.

Me: ‘What’s that?’
Timmy: ‘You’ll know on the way home. Cindii!’

The studious looking girl slapped my butt when passed me and the few cars left together. Without transport, Kathy and I took the same path out, but something else was happening.

About twenty minutes out, her legs began to tremble and watery, whitish liquid flowed down her legs in great volume. Being a few feet behind, I could totally make out what was happening. Her legs opened a little and a hand was between them, rubbing furiously while trying to walk.

Me: ‘Shit. Call your husband on my phone.’

She dialled a number and spoke with a shiver. Her husband would be coming to pick us up and we would just have to wait. As we sat on a curb, she continued masturbating herself, climaxing continuously without saying a word.

The long awaited car finally came and we hopped in. I was dropped off at my place and she remained in the car for the rest of the journey home. Not long later, a Skype call from her account came in and her husband was pounding her from behind.

Kathy (panting): ‘I.. am so horny.. help me.. ‘

Her moans took over and the clit rub-cum-intense sex continued till 2am. By that time, I needed to catch some sleep and turned off the computer. The next day, her husband called on my phone and told me what happened.

Husband (on phone): ‘Kathy was so horny last night she made me cum three times straight. Whatever you guys gave her, I want more of it. She’s at work now, and willing to put a wireless vibrator on. Can you contact the guy who gave her the pill?’

Timmy was more than happy to provide him with more of that, as well as me. Cindii had been at my place for a week now, (imagine how much sex we had) and having orgasms no matter if she touched herself. Well, that is just a preview of a stronger dose of that magic pill.

As for Kathy, I can only say that the only relieve from that pill, is having as many dicks as possible so she can cum until it wears off. That would mean more gangbangs!