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New Mission

As much as she tried to behave ‘normal’, Amelia could not shake off the fear that someone might recognise her, even though she had taken all the precautions to avoid that. To make matters worse, that tanned, young NS boy walking next to her was still talking casually to her, possibly also trying to suppress any awkwardness he had, to which she chose not to reply a word to.

(NS boy asked) ‘Your IC?’

Amelia slid out the card from one of the pockets in her tote bag, long prepared for this moment so not one more second would be wasted.

(Front desk asked) ‘Just visiting right? No more than 2 person can be in the room after midnight.’

(NS boy answered) ‘Yes. Just visiting sir.’

Once they were registered, they went straight into the lift and Amelia couldn’t resist lunging herself into his arms, burying her face in his stiff chest to relief all the stress of this meeting. It has been a long time since she had felt this flustered, especially after she had a baby, and faced growing alienation from her husband – for some reason.

From the mirrors in the lift, she could see herself clearly. She wasn’t very fat, nor scarily thin, but short, and full-figured. It would be the first time she had done this, but she had never felt more safe and assured being surrounded by 4 walls and a stranger’s hug.

Once inside the room, the other two guys, also similarly tanned, fit, and short haired shook her hand eagerly, introducing themselves to the soft spoken wife with slight hesitation. After exchanging formalities, Amelia reminded the boys of the plan and excused herself into the bathroom. Stripping herself down to nothing, she pulled a blindfold over her eyes and opened the door.

(Amelia asked softly) ‘Jordan?’

‘Yupp! I’m here.’

(Amelia cont.) ‘Hold my hand and guide me to the bed. Are your clothes off?’

(Jordan answered) ‘Yes. It’s off.’

After Jordan sat her down on the short edge of the bed, Amelia positioned him right in front of her face.

(Amelia further asked) ‘Can you ask your friends to stand next to you on both sides?

Once she had ‘confirmed’ their positions in front of her, she began groping around for his dick, that was pleasantly erect. Without saying a word more, her head dived straight for his throbbing manhood and began making long, deep strokes. Groans quickly filled the room at once, along with some giggles that faded away after both her hands located the other two penises by Jordan’s side.

With her fingers wrapped around their shafts, her thumbs did all the teasing and prodding, while her lips and tongue kept working. Soon, the three of them were gasping and moaning while their bodies rocked back and forth out of balance, and yet none of them rushed anything.

(Amelia panting) ‘Ahhh.. you’re next.’

A little wriggle of her right hand brought the corresponding guy to the centre, where her mouth swiftly resumed work while her hands massaged the other two dicks. One by one, each of them were devoured till Amelia was satisfied, and she knew exactly how close they were to cumming – if she wished for them to. About 15 minutes of that crazy, mind-boggling consecutive blowjob later, she let all of them go and turned herself around onto her fours, facing the headboard.

Although she couldn’t see, there wasn’t really a need to, since her toes were still dangling over the edge of the mattress (in doggystyle).

(Amelia asked) ‘Whoever I sucked last, can you put on a condom and help yourself? Jordan come kneel in front of me.’

Before Jordan could get in position, a hot, thick penis was splitting her vaginal walls apart, with less inhibition that she had liked. Still, it felt hot, and raw, enough for moans to escape her mouth while she struggled to get a hold of Jordan’s hips in front of her face. In little time, her mouth soon found its rightful place and began slurping on Jordan’s slightly deflated dick to its full glory, while one of her free hands continued to stroke the non-penetrating guy to keep him warm.

Like the eager, horny, young men they were, that dick pumping wildly inside him was anything but paced. The insides of Amelia was spread so deep and fast inside that orgasms were just awaiting for the right time to erupt.

(Random voice) ‘ARGH ARGH ARGH! I’M SHOOTING! NOWWWW!’

One, two, three deep thrusts brought her upper body into a small shiver, as orgasm flooded her head. Feeling a little dizzy from the lack of air and the powerful climax, Jordan and his buddy held her gently while she went weak.

(Jordan asked) ‘You alright?’

(Amelia panting) ‘Yeah.. whoever just came.. don’t tie the condom.. Mmmm!’

She yanked Jordan’s balls back to her face and sucked him off again, for a few seconds until he was rock hard.

(Amelia commanded) ‘You’re next.’

While Jordon armed himself, Amelia patted the empty space in front of her for his buddy to take his place, but first cleaned the expended muzzle with her mouth. Once everyone was in place, Amelia took the second dick into her mouth and began sucking loudly, while Jordan slipped himself inside. Thinner but slightly curved, he hit her right spot once, then repeatedly rammed that same spot until her second orgasm came – within a minute.

Her convulsing body made her blowjob even hotter as she attempted to muffle her moans by going deep throat, gagging so hard it worried everyone in the room. Everyone kind of slowed down until she resumed shoving her head into his groin, choking herself willingly, that everyone really went all out on her. Saliva, pussy juices, cum-covered hand, soiled her body and things got hotter than ever.

Jordan took slightly less time to cum, but the three boys knew exactly what to do next. They rotated their angles, and a fresh dick was inside her in no time. By then, Amelia has had 3, or 5? orgasms, and the last of them was the thickest, and longest. Her next few minutes were solely filled with muffled screams and violent convulsions as her body was overwhelmed with pleasure, right up to the few seconds AFTER that last dick filled the balloon with semen.

(Random voice) ‘Are you ok miss?’

(Amelia answered weakly) ‘Yes.. very ok.. pause where is the first condom?’

Lying defeated on the bed, she was handed the cold cum pouch, and she proceeded to pour its content into her mouth.

(Amelia moaned) ‘Mmm.. slightly sweet.. and the next one?’

One by one, she swallowed the nutrients from the healthy young men, and wriggled herself lower to the edge of the bed.

(Amelia asked) ‘Does anyone wants.. seconds?’

A hand then tilted her head sideway, followed by a dick that reeked of cum and rubber. The other two guys jeered and jumped straight to her sides, leveraging her ‘free hands’ for handjobs. Very gently and slowly, that meat pipe slid in and out of her mouth, while her hands were skilfully guided up and down, until everyone was filled with vigour once again.

That dick in her mouth went first, in missionary. With renewed stamina and a longer reflux time, Amelia was just in her own world as another dick in her mouth restricted sufficient air intake, bombarding her exhausted body with waves of euphoria and orgasms as they came. The boys were gentler, though still as eager.

One by one, they gave her their second loads, and politely requested for her to clean them up with her mouth.

After close to three hours of interchanging partners and a variety of mutual pleasure, the boys were finally done. Despite sounding very embarrassing, they actually brought her into the bathroom to wash every nooks and cranny of hers, right up into her pussy (with just clean fingers and water). For that one time, Amelia couldn’t resist asking them if they want to stick a finger inside her ass, with that experience being the firsts for all four of them.

As expected, more orgasms flooded the bathroom, alongside a steamy rain shower blowjob given in turns. Only this time, she unleashed her full prowess of her soul-destroying blowjobs, giving them the real taste of a woman who took men-pleasing very seriously in her mouth. Three more loads of puny cum later, the boys stumbled one at a time out of the bathroom, strangely silent in relative to the wild gangbang that just happened.

Following their arrangement, the men got dressed, tidied up the bed, and left the room after giving her a hug each. They had all agreed to let her have the room – until 8am the next day.

The next morning, at 8am sharp, the boys had returned, with a new box, and a small piece of jewellery from Pandora for her.

And for her, she had intentionally skipped shower, and put on the pair of sexy lingerie she had wanted to surprise them with. In return for their sweet gesture of that Pandora bracelet, she had forgone the blindfold. There was no more holding back, no more instructions, except for one – leave as much cum as possible on her body and face, before showering her again, like the previous night.

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Love Hotel

‘Can I join you?’

I was about halfway through my shower when Illy knocked, and entered the bathroom naked, with just her towel in hand. How could I, her long-time boyfriend, not love such a surprise when it happens? I immediately turned off the water and let her in, into the tiny standing area of the shower.

(I asked) ‘Washing your hair tonight?’

‘Yupp. It’s getting quite oily. But only after you’re done.’

After wetting her body, she reached for her shower gel and began lathing herself up, alternating between her body – and mine. While it was ‘ticklish’ everywhere she touched me, I was particularly ‘coy’, when she jerked me down there. With a lot of soap, and the stray drops of water dribbling from the showerhead, I was moaning and writhing in her embrace in no time.

About five minutes later, I had enough of her teasing and rinsed myself off, downwards from the top of my head. Due to the shampoo running down my face, I had my eyes shut when a warm mouth enveloped my dick, for a playful, slithering tongue to send shiver down my legs.

When I regained vision of her, she was slowly getting down onto her knees, from a bent-over position to avoid any soap that might enter her mouth.

From then on, it was a vicious struggle between her mouth, trying its best to suck the life out of me, and my fumbling arms (and tumbling legs) seeking balance.

Backed against the cold, tiled wall, I was left to my own while she worked her lips back and forth, conquering my manhood as her hand stroked the base of my dick. In that standing-position, the apparent-softness of her tongue really did me a solid, like a gentle caress on the underside of my fierce-looking dong – until I began pleading for mercy.

None of it was heard as she continued blowing me relentlessly, switching between her energetic mouth and a unforgiving handjob. In no time, I was high and weak beyond my own good, and that sly grin on her face only told me of how ‘pleased’ she was at my demise.

No more than three minutes later, under the loud splashing of water hitting the ground, my hips began to buckle, and a light, but continuous tap on the back of her head alerted her of my incoming orgasm.

Turning my dick over to her hands for the last time, I was treated to a paced handjob, and a bathroom filled with her moans as she masturbated herself at the same time.

‘CUMMING LOVE! I’M CUM.. mming!’

Instead of being ‘shocked’ by my feeble groans, she brought her face close enough for me to unload my semen over her cheek, where hot, running water washed them down to her perky nipples, across her fair belly and into the void.

Just when I thought she was done, she used however little water collected in her mouth and dipped my dick between her lips again. Expelling water as she swished the hot water around, I was cleaner than before, as well as unwelcomed – for her to have her time in the showers.

So out I went, trembling in the cold room for as long as I took to dry myself. As for her, the skimpy, new nightdress she bought was more than enough to sober me up to return the favour, that lasted fairly long after the impromptu session in the bathroom.

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Too Milky

‘Do you trust me?’, I asked nervously as I stood right behind her, slightly-afraid of receiving an answer that would thwart my otherwise, ‘intricate’ plan I had wrecked my brains for the one-night staycation.

But when I heard a quivering ‘yes’ from her, I couldn’t help but smile to myself as I whipped a blindfold out of my back pocket, thereafter placing it carefully over her eyes. Using a sash next, I held both her wrists together before tying them up, in a knot that wouldn’t hurt her (too much), nor could she easily escape from.

Once she was ‘appropriately-restrained’ , I then gently led her towards the queen-sized bed before shoving her face-forward down onto the mattress. Caught off-guard by my sudden roughness, she put up a fight that I was able to overpower easily, especially when her arms were immobilised.

Acting as swift as I could, I began to yanked her leggings down her legs, and continually warned her that any struggles would just increase the chances of shredding her bottoms, ultimately ruining her attire for the next day. As I cautioned her against more and more issues that may arise from her non-compliances, her physical fight soon turned into a psychological one, that gradually diminished her willpower.

After a few minutes, she was finally undressed, in the most unkempt fashion a lady could be in a blindfold and cuffs. Pants and panties hanging off one foot, bra and shirt inconveniently-draped over her cuffed hands behind her back, her privates were exposed as they could be sexy without being thrown around the room.

Having worn her mentally down in our brief but intense ‘fight’, it was fairly-easy for me to roll her onto her back, and spread her legs as wide as I wished, to give her a good licking.

Unwashed, and unprepared, she was obviously disturbed with her nervous twisting, in a useless attempt to stop me from savouring her slopping-wet vagina. Thick, creamy and overwhelming in its aroma, I was unmistakably intoxicated on her elixir of lust. Flicking my tongue wildly up and down her clit, she was moaning harder than she flopped about.

For a good ten minutes, I just ran my tongue slowly, and quickly, up and down the entire length of her vagina, scooping up whatever she didn’t want me to have, and did my best to replace her juices with my saliva. In time, I introduced my middle finger into the ‘feast’ and it immediately disrupted her rhythm.

Her chest, and waist arched uncontrollably up and down to each jab of my finger, which soon turned ‘2’ with the addition of my fourth. The sight of such a beautiful girl, crazily thrashing around so helplessly, was literally all a guy could ask for in his life. She was solely ‘calling’ for him, ‘horny’ for him, and definitely ‘dripping wet’ for his dick.

Once I had enough of pushing her to her limits, I pulled my digits out and began planting light, playful kisses over her face, breasts, belly, and thighs. Just as she regained her sanity, I flipped her over onto her chest, and turned her towards the edge of the bed for her legs to fall over.

Now bent over in doggy-style, the rest of my work was pretty straightforward. Within seconds, my undies were off, and I was position my dick right outside her vagina. Pinning her down with an unnecessary load of pressure, she had no way to resist the penetration the moment I swung my hips at her rear.

My ‘entry’ was the only forgiving part, because once I passed her stage of ‘anxiety’, I lost all control of my body at once. Falling my chest onto her back, I took her ear between my lips as my hips twerked violently back and forth, ramming that merciless, over-enthusiastic dick of my as deep as I could go inside her, only worried giving too much pleasure.

It was more or less ‘automatic’ from this point on, smashing her uncaringly in doggy-style before I rolled her over for missionary. Wrapping my fingers around her ankles, I held them high and wide, to admire how ‘susceptible’ she had become around me, revealing all her softest spots.

It was in this position, I let my mind wander all over her gorgeous face, gasping mouth, panting chest, collapsing waist, and delivered my ultimatum in a runny, whitish slime.

After the deed, I did not remove the blindfold nor the restraints, but kept her close in my arms, took care of her every need, and never broke skin-contact the entire time.

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Surprised, Me

(I asked loudly) ‘IS THIS FOR YOUR SKIN?’

Against the blaring loud music playing in the club, I had to make sure that Maeve could hear my concerns, especially when she raised her glass of vodka to wash down the pill. Once her throat was cleared, she hopped off the bar stool and tiptoed to bring her lips closer to my ears.

(Maeve whispered) ‘it’s a surprise.. for you.. ‘

Intrigued, and somewhat taken aback by her reply, I could only ‘sit back and enjoy’ the execution of her ‘surprise’ as she strutted off, in a straight and absolute path towards the dance floor like she had already found someone to ‘prey’ on. I was still scanning the crowd for any familiar faces when she wedged herself between a dirty-dancing couple, and a slim, short-haired guy that vibed ‘recruit’.

As far as I, and very likely Maeve, could tell, there wasn’t anyone who appeared ‘romantically’ or ’emotionally’ involved in him, thus explaining her brazen move to pull him in for a kiss that no one was prepared for. Maintaining her firm, passionate kissing, she began caressing him with her other hand, running it over his chest, down his abs, and stopped right over his groin.

It was at this point one of his buddies, I supposed, whispered something to him that sent him glancing in my direction. Unwilling to spoil their mood, I raised a thumb-up gesture at him and he swiftly turned his attention to her. In no time, the two of them were ‘dancing’ in a conspicuous manner, hips moving in awkward, unnatural angles which was obviously lust-driven.

At one point, she broke lip-contact with him and mumbled something into his ear, leading him to gather his other, similarly-short-haired friends, towards them. After a few more seconds of inaudible ‘discussion’, the three of them dispersed for their respective tables, to collect their belongings and me, for more activities outside the club.

Over the next twenty minutes, the four of us took a cab to a budget hotel, checked into two rooms, but convened in one. During the brief moment Maeve was in a room with me, we just made out uncontrollably, until the two guys showed up. With time ticking down on the ‘transit’ clock, she led them to the bed and gave them literal free-reign, to which they gracefully honoured by stripping her down respectfully.

Once the trio were in their bathing suits, Maeve took the lead and began going down on one of them, while instructing the other to ‘get her ready’ without sticking his fingers in her pussy. As oppressed as they were, I was mostly impressed at how they treated my princess, like a princess that had some sort of hold over them. One by one, Maeve put their reputation of being NSFs to the test by sucking the lives out of their cocks, while I had to occasionally turn down their invite to ‘join them’.

When she was finally exhausted from vacuuming their unrelenting manhood, it was their turn to in her own words, ‘do some work’. The first guy laid her in the missionary position and promptly filled her pussy up with cock, and returned her favour by unlocking his ‘beast’ mode. Starting his ‘shift’ with strong, powerful thrusts, Maeve was very quickly overpowered by his sheer will, moaning and squirming out-of-control while she fumbled for the other guy.

Using the other guy’s cock as a gag, the three of them were finally in a proper ‘threesome’, though there was much to say about how long the guys would last with their unmanaged stamina. Maeve, who was lying on her back, slipped her fingers over her clit and instantly drove the cock inside her, crazy. The inexperienced guy then picked up his pace, only to reach his limits after two, violent minutes.

(Maeve asked breathlessly) ‘are you cumming? you can cum inside me.. it’s safe.. ‘

‘Are you sure?’

‘Yesss.. ‘

With that, she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him in (and out), until he came deep into her pussy. Once he was done and out of the way, Maeve automatically went into doggy-style and asked, pleadingly, for the second guy to fuck him. In a flash, he was in, but moved in a more-controlled manner than his buddy. Thrusting his cock rhythmically into my princess, I indulged in the delightful scene while the first guy emerged from the bathroom in smiles. Sitting himself down next to me, we just watched their unraveling (of lust) in grateful silence.

With slapping noises echoing around the room, Maeve couldn’t help herself and returned her fingers to her clit, massaging them for as long as the second guy needed to show some ‘response’. In her tightened-pussy, he too, succumbed, though much later to the relief of Maeve. In those few, loud, intense minutes, she managed to climax twice before he let his seeds out into her.

When their casual, unplanned tryst ended, the boys retreated to their room while I tended to Maeve, who was dripping cum, and still hungry for mine. In my defence, she did say ‘do anything you want to me’ when I went all out at her pussy in missionary, then mouth, to feed her my cum-covered cock that would serve up my own dose of sex.

About an hour into our ‘stay’, we received a call from the front desk, about an ‘extension’ that ‘someone’ had made for us. We couldn’t help but ‘interrogated’ our guests, for a confession that they were the ones who converted our two-hour commode into an overnight package.

To thank them, Maeve asked for them to ‘visit’ as soon as they were ready and she took them for another (two) ride. Over a brief period of four hours, she extracted five rounds from them, and two measly loads from me. We spent the rest of the night in deep sleep for whatever came the next morning.

(Maeve confessed) ‘I have four more pills to finish.’

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Spectacle

(Maeve WhatsApp message) ‘J, I couldn’t think of a better, or worse time to send you this, but I wanted our distance to help you protect me from what you may feel upon seeing the video. I know that you have once told me about your fetish for other men to ‘have’ me, and I, more often than not, mentioned that I had such fantasies too.

I don’t know if you meant it, but I didn’t want to do anything without you around. I want to confess that I missed you more than usual during this two weeks that we were apart, and I did something that I hope won’t make you angry.

I want to make sure that I had something, like this long message, to explain myself before you have second thoughts about me. Please know that I love you very much, more than you love me.

I went online to look for some army boys, NSFs to be exact, and three of them caught my attention.

One of them booked a room at Ritz Carlton and I went to meet them in the black, long-sleeved, low-cut top that you bought me. Underneath that, I wore that set of white lingerie, which they have torn even before we got started.

To be honest, when I stood in the midst of them, I was frightened, that you might find me too dirty to ever lay your hands on me again, or simply not want me altogether. Before my thoughts wander any further, they started to touch me, taking pieces of my clothes off one at a time. When they got me down to my panties, they brought me to the bed and two of them laid at my sides, while the third stayed above my head.

He was in charge of holding my arms up while his buddies removed the last of my dignity, and he did not let go when they began slipping their fingers into where they didn’t belong. I tried to struggle a bit to make things ‘difficult’ for them, but soon realised that they were indeed stronger than they looked.

They went on to suck my nipples until they were both hard and sore, essentially becoming so sensitive that even a breath of warm air over it would hurt. They then pried my legs opened and clamped each knee between their legs, using such little effort that sent shivers down my spine. I couldn’t tell just how strong they were.

I went on to spend the next thirty, or sixty, or even ninty minutes in a daze, climaxing non-stop from their continuous teasing and fingering. I did tell them that I didn’t like having fingers inside me, but they wouldn’t listen.

Whenever one of them got tired, they would switch places with the guy holding my arms, and resume their purposeful work to keep me coming.

By the time they were all bored, I was too weak to move, and therefore requiring even less strength to restrain. The first of them took me in missionary and another guy just did the doggystyle form over my head to kind-of force his dick into my mouth.

I was afraid to disappoint or hurt him so I sucked him off as his buddy had sex with me. Somehow, they didn’t obey my instruction to use condoms and did me raw, with the first shot going deep into my mouth before another shot entered my pussy.

I had barely composed myself when the third guy flipped me into doggystyle, swiftly piercing his cock into me and rammed me so violently. I came once in this position and he came shortly after, over-filling my already-sore hole.

After a few short minutes, the first two guys were back at it but they switched positions this time. Still, none of them could last as long as you and came into my mouth and pussy again.

I went down on the third guy on my own and made him cum so hard his legs turned wobbly, and the night came to an end – more or less.

After they left, I thought about you and touched myself. I came about three times, but was too exhausted to continue. So I went on Whisper and found someone, who came over, fucked me, came inside me, and left. I didn’t even noticed the S$300 he placed on the dress until the next morning.

Will you blame me for finding other guys? Will you still want me? Will you love me less? The video I attached, was taken by one of the three guys. That was the one important thing they didn’t forget. And I think they did a good job on it too.

What do you think?’