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Doorbell

*Ding dong*

The bell rang just as I stepped out of my work shoes, prompting me to switch to a pair of slippers before I made my way to Anna, in the unit right next to my apartment. As previously agreed, I did not have to knock, nor call out to her, to enter her place. Once the door clicked shut, I turned into the kitchen to my hands, then drying them with a piece of kitchen paper. Upon reaching her bedside, in front of her watchful eyes, I then drew a sheet of alcohol wipe and used it over my hands, and in between every crevices of my fingers. Once that was done, did I get on my knees at her bedside.

With some help from the nightlight, I spotted her white, rabbit vibrator lying right next to her legs. No more words were needed once I nudged her thighs apart, reaching one hand to her pussy that was already moist. With my middle finger, I gently massaged her clit in a circular motion, while my eyes stay affixed on her increasingly droopy eyelids. On my fingertips, I could sense her getting wetter as she grew warmer. Her knees had fallen to their widest point and I slid my palm lower down her groin, fingers positioned just right to dip a joint into her pussy.

Of course, another clause prevented me from just straight up finger her. I made long, slow lines along her slit until she was abundantly lubricated, and almost losing control to ‘just push my fingers in’. I held the tip of the vibrator to her pussy and began teasing her with it instead, tickling just her outsides and the clit. As expected, she couldn’t take any more of the tease and pulled my toy-arm in, gliding that soft plastic dildo into her.

A gasp, then a groan, followed. I carefully slid the toy out, let her sigh, and then pushed it back in, skilfully catching her off her guard and breaths each time. It was a slow and sensual pace, one that I thoroughly enjoy to watch as she struggled to maintain her composure, amidst the overpowering waves of pleasure. More juices started leaking out of her as her hips began descending on the toy, angering me slightly at her attempts to override my tempo. Like punishing a misbehaving teenager, I let her pussy ‘expel’ the dildo out of her and grinned at her unsatisfied pouting expression.

Nonetheless, I had a duty to replace it (back inside her) since I was just there for her enjoyment. I switched the rotating-vibrating function on and kept the rabbit ears on her clit, letting the toy do the rest of the work while I embarked on the last part of my ‘job’. To keep the toy in – and to resist any of her attempts to yank it out, no matter how sensitive she got. Since there were no other adjoining (housing) units right next to ours, she was free to moan as loud as she needed to. Her head sunk deep into the pillows, stiffened arms with bedsheets clenched in both firsts, toes curling in and out, belly rising and collapsing, hips rising and falling, the build up was most discernible in her pussy, which I had to ‘exert’ more effort to keep the spinning toy inside of her.

It was at that moment, when she bit down on her lips, flipped her head back, and legs began to shiver, did I let the toy pop ‘naturally’ out of her, instantly releasing all the stress and orgasm that had built up. Her body went into a mini convulsion which I was no stranger to, and my presence allowed her to climax as hard, and for as long, as she wanted to.

Minutes after, her body calmed down, though still riddled with tiny tremors, I gently placed the ears of the rabbit on her clit again. Then as her eyes shut, I clicked on the vibrating function, and sent her into another round of torture. Her knees went up immediately, but failed to shut thanks to my quick reaction, pinning an elbow on her inner-knee while the hand on the same arm held her other knee up. Her pleas went unheeded as her back arched in and out, fingers cramping up as another round of orgasm hit her hard.

I immediately pulled the toy away and watched her fall into another abyss, eyes rolling back this time as her mouth gasped soundlessly. Perspiration had formed on her forehead, as tears flowed across her temples. This time, she did not just let herself lay where she ended up. She blindly grabbed for her blanket and covered herself up as she curled into a fetal position.

By then, I knew my work was done, and it was time to pack up. I cleaned her dildo, placed it back in her toy box, tucked her in proper, and drew a smiley on that date on her wall-mounted, monthly-calendar. Once everything was back in place, I went back to her side, plugged her phone in, and turned the nightlight off.

(she whispered) ‘fuck you for today.’

I knew exactly what she meant, and I made sure my footsteps were loud enough for her to hear, that I had left.

Just like the button to the doorbell that was right by her bed, the receiver-unit of the doorbell, was plugged in a wall not too far from me.

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Erintwo

*Knock knock*

‘Mmm? What are you up to this time? Did you order something?’, I asked cheekily as Erin lifted herself off my chest, leaving our fiery passion to smoulder as she answered the door. After taking a quick glance through the peephole, she then nonchalantly cracked the door open, wide enough for her to step through, but not spoil the ‘mystery’ for me.

A minute or so later, Erin appeared at the door again, in a blindfold, and a braided-leatherish collar which I only saw later. Strutting closely behind her was a woman (whom I shall call ‘M’) I didn’t recognise, nor could I, once she pulled that robber-style mask over her head. From afar, I could only see, and not hear what M whispered into Erin’s ear, that brought her to her knees, and hands, before crawling (forward) towards me.

Now that they were just a few steps away, I watched Erin carefully as the words, ‘locate his feet’, was uttered from the M’s lips. Slowly, she patted on the ground in front of her, in a left-to-right pattern until I noticed M waving at me, for me to raise my feet off the ground. I did just that and gleamed, momentarily in mockery, as Erin kept pushing forward until she touched the bed. M then caught one of my feet, placed them onto Erin’s neck and let her find her bearings.

For a long time, Erin and I have always indulged in plain, vanilla sex, though we would experiment and explore alternatives. We have never stayed with any particular ‘fetish’ long enough to make it a lifestyle, since we were in it for the experience. When Erin subjected herself, and I, to that.. unconventional fetish which included a stranger, I was initially hesitant, about how ‘well’ the stranger knew us to not cross our limits. Turns out, M only needed to know Erin’s boundaries, to understand where I stood.

I have known Erin to be an independent, and even vocal individual, lest to be treated as such a ‘special’ being, on her knees and at other’s command. While she had her hands over my feet, I felt a tug at my heartstrings when Erin was asked to ‘find my cock’, with just her mouth. It couldn’t be helped that she looked, well, somewhat silly, and even less impressionable, when she smiled at her ‘accomplishment’.

‘Good. Now stay here, in this position, until I fetch you’, M spoke in a firm voice in Erin’s direction, and left her spot to hand me a dildo, with a suction cup. ‘Sir, stick that anywhere you want her to be’, as soon as M said that, Erin shifted a little, possibly due to the ambiguity of the words ‘stick that’. I went to an open space next to the coffee table and secured the toy onto the tile, before following M’s handsigns to sit on that part of couch directly behind it.

M then led Erin to the dildo, requested her to squat over it, and again, ‘locate my feet’. Using her sense of hearing, she was able to find me sooner, and appeared more willing this time. ‘Suck him until I ask you to stop’, M dropped the chain connected to her collar as soon as she gave the order and sat next to me, with a ‘brochure’ that has our names printed on it. To be honest, it felt somewhat ‘royal’, to get a blowjob as I discussed something so ‘important’,

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Stuff’d

It was somewhat a comical, and entertaining sight as Janice dragged me impatiently into a handicap toilet, as though she was ‘urgent’. After setting our bags down, she immediately went for the hems of her dress, and pulled it off at one go. Moving onwards to the sink, she kept her feet slightly parted while she inched the sides of her panties down, pausing only when it was at her mid-thighs.

‘da.. daddy? can you help me?’, she whispered, that word for the very first time. As excited as I was, I had a bigger task to do, that is to help my little girl, take those panties off. Just as I had tucked my fingers into the sides of her underwear, she reminded me to ‘go slow’, while she grabbed hold of the tap and placed her other hand directly under her pussy.

Tugging her undies an inch at a time, I was indulging in the glorious sight of a dripping-wet dildo, exiting her pussy as I continued excavating her. The panties that she had wore that day, had a dildo sewn into the groin-section where her pussy would rest on. So, to put that on, she would gone through a similar experience, though more enjoyable than this.

Once we put away that warm, portable toy, Janice turned her attention to me, or to my cock, in particular. Within seconds, she had undone my belt and fly, diving her hands straight for my cock that was growing to the earlier visuals. She did not waste any more time and smacked her lips onto mine, kissing me wildly as our hands swarmed towards each other’s genitals. Once I was as hard as she was wet(ter), she hopped onto the sink and wrapped her legs around me, pulling me as close as I had to be, to guide my dick ‘home’.

In mere seconds, I was balls-deep inside her and my hips just went crazy at it, thrusting violently to the throbbing sensation I would feel whenever I paused. Resting one hand on her belly, I let my thumb worked her clit while my cock continued plugging her leaky hole, until she came hard into my embrace.

The next position we tried was doggy-style, over the (covered) toilet seat. With my hands gripping her waist firmly, I just let my body did the rest. For the most part, we both went so out of bound that we only had bits and pieces of hazy memories when we were finally done with each other. At the end, we found ourselves sprawled on the floor, with streaks over her pussy, thighs, and my fingers. The ‘aftertaste’, she reviewed, was probably gotten from my fingers that I stuck inside her after I delivered her creampie.

After resting for a bit, I helped her put on that panties again and resumed our shopping. We didn’t get very far when we passed by another quieter toilet, and crawled back in for another round of hot sex. Perhaps it was that afterglow, or pheromones, or some invisible scent from her cum-filled-dildo pussy that got us so enthusiastic.

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Double RT

Having completed one of the most muscle-wrenching RT I ever attended, there was nothing better than to be back in the comfort of my car, that was parked at a multistorey car park of the camp. For the first time, and likely my last, I had smuggled Amy in through the boot of the car, which was coincidentally accessible from the rear passenger seat.

So, for the past hour, she had been playing with her dildo in the backseat, until I showed up, all wet and tired from all the workout I did. Of course, I was in the back of the car when she pried my shorts open to breath in the sweaty, salty scent of my perspiration, which did nothing to deter her from fondling my unsuspecting manhood.

A single motion of pulling that foreskin back immediately got its attention, rising to the desirable length she liked to suckle on. With my head still spinning slightly, a graceful descend of her lips over my shaft took that discomfort away, replacing it with pleasure.

Lying across on the seats, she sucked on me at the same time she slid her dildo between her legs, under the black tube dress she wore for ‘camouflage’. How could I resist the sounds of her moans and eager blowjob, right?

‘I think he needs to be inside me now.’

‘Is it? How can you tell?’

A nibble at the tip got me begging and pleading for her to stop, but not before she made it all swollen and shining red.

‘YES YES! He needs you now.’

‘Lie down.’

It was my turn to lay down and she climbed over me within seconds, D cups planted firmly on my chest to bring our activity as ‘low profile’ as possible. A well-trained, experienced hips then conveniently swallowed my cock whole into her pussy, elevating my mood and reinvigorated my strength to hug her close.

By just lifting and dropping her groin, my dick easily went in and out of her, in increasing volume as she slammed harder and faster. Her usual display of pleasure, affection and love really stimulated me the way I wished it didn’t, just so I could last longer.

(She moaned) ‘JHAE! COMING! COMING!’

A hand went between our bodies and I felt her fingers vibrating, shutting her vaginal walls onto me so tightly that I reached my own climax within mere seconds.

(I warned) ‘AMY.. AMY! I’M CUMMING TOO! STOP!’

There was actually no need to add the word ‘stop’ when she passed the timing, nor was she going to stop anyway. Huge, powerful squeezes of my loin delivered the warm, soothing concoction of life deep into her as she groaned her heart out, smiling coyly as my breathing returned to normality.

In great difficulty, she picked herself up and massaged her clit gently, catching some of the leaking cum on her fingertips. The moment she licked her fingers clean, she let me out and began scooping cum out of herself, feeding hungrily on her fingers.

Mouths after mouths, she couldn’t stop savouring my cum as more was pushed out of her. When she was done, she returned to my expended cock to slurp it clean like a straw, without forgetting the excess droplet that never stopped forming at the pee hole.

‘I’ll hide until you call me k?’

I started the car in an even more worn out state and drove out of the camp nonchalantly, only to park outside to let her out of that cramped boot. Once she got into the front passenger seat, her hand was back in my shorts as we made our way to the carpark under her block, unleashing a monster that satiated its hunger between two vans.

It is always Amy’s delight to have some midnight snack slide down her throat to warm her tummy up.

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Messy 23rd

‘Can I take my blindfold off now?’

‘Not yet. Leave them on. Put your hands behind your back.’

‘Okay?’

Jen, fully aware that not many people would be turning up for her impromptu 23rd birthday party, still decided to hold it since I could easily get a complimentary room in the much overrated M.B.S., from being a high roller in their casino.

Knowing how many guys would do anything to ‘bed’ that outgoing, flirty teen, she was up for the ‘sleepover’ theme I suggested, appearing in a checkered boyfriend shirt with likely just her lingerie underneath. I did assume though, that she understood that such a room wouldn’t come ‘free-of-charge’.

As part of the surprise, she was requested to put on a blindfold at the door, and was allowed in only after I did a quick check without revealing what was behind the door.

‘Is it a watch?’

‘Maybe?’

The second loop went around her other wrist and she was hastily led to the bed, in a much quieter mood after realising that those ‘watches’ were actually restraints.

‘Umm.. Can I give up and see what my surprise? I’m feeling uncomfortable.’

‘No. You’re not allowed to do that.’

Lying her flat on the bed, a single strap went around her ankles quickly and was pulled tight before she could resist, fully restricting her movements to the confines of the sheets. Once done, I took the dildo out of a cup of warm water and went up to her face, pinching her cheeks so hard her lips parted, just wide enough to take the toy into her mouth.

Gagging desperately for her life, she wasn’t given a chance to even scream with that dildo plunging down her throat, sending her into a vicious struggle that went nowhere with me sitting on her back.

After two or three minutes of choking, I stopped fucking her mouth and pinned her head hard into the pillow, leaning close enough not to shout.

‘You struggle, you die. You obey, you enjoy. Got it?’

(She snarled) ‘WHAT THE.. ‘

I slapped the cheek facing me just before she completed her sentence, at a strength not too hard but not too light either. Reaching back for her ass, I peeled her panties from under her dress-shirt and cupped my palm over her pussy to lift her hips up.

Without further ado, I took the warmed dildo out of the cup again and shoved it into her pussy, plugging that toy so deep and far into her. Thrusting slowly at first, her resistance died down and soft moans came from her face, clearly enjoying that ‘rape’.

‘Aren’t you a dirty slut?’

Silence

‘Answer me please.’

(In between her moans) ‘Yesss.. ‘

‘Do you like it up there?’

‘Yesss… ‘

I kept moving the toy in and out of her at the same time I removed myself from her back, sitting comfortably next to her as I pleasured the birthday girl. After she came once from the non-consensual penetration, I turned my attention to her ass which I thought of exploring as well.

‘Come. Split your ass cheeks for me.’

‘Do I have to?’

She didn’t need more persuasion once she sensed me turning her head to the same side I slapped her on, and pried her ass open for me. I then went up to her ear again and whispered.

(I whispered) ‘Have you ever done it in the ass?’

‘Mmmhmm.’

‘So don’t act innocent.’

I twisted the toy as I forced it into her ass, accidentally letting it slip back out before I plunged it back. To hear the most orgasmic moan from her was a surprise, but it certainly wasn’t the last when I kept thrusting it.

The deranged girl immediately went into a fit when orgasms started overwhelming her, causing her to shiver so crazily that the toy was ‘shot’ out of her anus. Unable to keep her down anymore, I stayed away until she composed herself enough for me to get near.

Carefully, I undid all the restraints and took her blindfold off, clearing up the mess by ‘walking’ her through the events that involved no male penises. Jen not only gave me a smile when she learnt that she wasn’t actually raped, and asked if she could keep the toy.

In the end, no one but me could attend her birthday party, that was so poorly planned with a just a small birthday cake. That night, after food and drinks from room service, we.. We might have had a round or two of sex in return for the ‘surprise’ I planned for her.

Well, a slut’s a slut.