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For the Love of Money

(I asked) ‘Maeve? What are you doing?’

Without waiting for the lift to move, Maeve has already begun stripping her panties off, revealing the tiny pair of thongs she would only wear for me. As excited as I was, that was the first time she did it, and even more so daringly in front of the glass panels anyone could just look into.

Once I opened the main door to an empty house, she immediately stashed her handbag on the shoe cabinet, turned towards me, and yanked my shorts down in a single move. The moment she went on her knees, I instantly lost my balance as I was still halfway through kicking my slippers off, interrupting my mind with jolts of pleasure.

I leaned on the door as my only means of support, while groaning to the slow descend down my rising erection. Just as I was getting into the mood, she slipped a warm palm under my chilly testicles and kneaded them gently, at the same time increasing the pace of sliding her lipstick-stained lips along my shaft.

‘Mae.. evvv.. ‘

My knees were getting weaker by the second, but the quick-witted switch to a handjob immediately charged me up, for a momentary glance at her petite hand wrapped around my engroged, swollen manhood.

(I asked) ‘Maeve.. why are you so.. so.. Ahhh!’

Once again, her mouth muted my question and we didn’t go anywhere until she made me utterly breathless and dizzy. We headed for my room where I was quickly shoved onto the mattress, onto my back while she did a foxy crawl to replace me into her mouth. This time, positioned between my legs, she had full access to my balls, as well as the freedom to jerk me in the opposite directions where her mouth went.

Within minutes, all life had left my body, and my mind had faded into an abyss of sheer europhia. Over the short break we took, she carefully removed my bottoms before hers, and took a little time to lather me up with her saliva for presumably, the next part.

In my cloudy, deranged state of mind, I sensed her weight on my hips and in a slow, comforting manner, a warm, wet slit was stretched over my over-stimulated cock. There was nothing, that a deep, loud gasp couldn’t express and she made good work of it, forcing more exasperated breaths out of me as she plopped her ass down over my cock, over and over again, quite mercilessly.

‘Mae.. EVVVVV!’

That ‘aroused’ mood, took a turn for an agonising one as she grind her hips around, using my cock to ‘stir’ her insides. Unrelenting to get the truth, I formed a sentence, in between desperate grasps for air.

‘Mae.. eve.. why are you so hor.. horny to.. night?’

(In her menacing tone) ‘Do you like it baby? Getting fucked by me so helplessly? OH GOD.. You feel so good inside me.. ‘

‘No.. why.. say.. ‘

Instead of giving me a verbal response, she sat upright, almost at a 90° angle, spread her thighs wide, placed her fingertips over her clit, and did mini-squats over my cock. Needless to say, that tightness and view drove me insane, and I could only grab onto the ends of my pillow for my life as I watched her, cringing in an excruciating silence for an immeninent orgasm.

Right at the same time her vagina formed a vacuum around my entire shaft, a hard landing clicked my trigger, and in a magical way, we both climaxed together. While one of us was milking the other for everything he got, the other was just flailing in response to the intense waves, pulsating through his spine into her pussy.

Through thick, gooey, white cum, she reviatlised, and discharged me at the same time, leaving just a lifeless, though satiated, body under hers.

(She whispered) ‘love? I’m sorry if I was too rough with you. I met someone without telling you. He just showed up at the pickup point where we always cross the road from my office, and I got into his car. He asked me to open the glovebox, and I knew what that $500 meant. We had sex in his car, raw, but he didn’t cum inside me. Instead, I.. did something I said only you are allowed to do. I let him cum into my mouth, and swallowed it only because there is nowhere to spit.’

Baby love, I will never be angry because you didn’t keep me informed, or get my consent. I love you for you, and despite how strongly you disagree, I don’t really care who you have sex with as long as you love me, knows who you really belong to, and return to my arms as soon as you can. In my eyes, as ‘open’ as I am to such encounters, I am more concerned about your safety, right before their impressions of you, no matter fleeting or not.

Later that night, she recounted what happened in the car. How she held his cock for the short drive to an empty carpark, how ‘impatiently’ he invited her to the backseat, how quickly he unzipped his pants, how loud he was when she went down on him, how swift he was to slip his cock raw into her mysteriously wet, pussy, how steamy the car got, and how she barely caught his cum in her mouth.

Little did she expect, that I could get any harder, and longer than before, for a second round where it was her turn to be at my, gracious mercy.

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Not Too Much

Barely a second after the GrabCar started moving, Maeve kicked her heels off and placed both her feet on the seat, before she carefully removed her panties from underneath. As surprised as I was to her behaviour, I was more concerned about her safety, especially in the presence of a stranger (the drive).

Once her bottom was bared, she lunged forward onto her fours and went daringly for my pants, which I of course was reluctant to give in. In the midst of the struggle, the driver could obviously tell what we were up to, and glared deeply through the rear-view mirror at me.

‘Sir, this is a special ride chartered for you two. Lie back and enjoy yourself.’

Though I was puzzled by his statement, my mind knew that it was safe, to stop resisting her advances and let her undo my pants. Within seconds, her mouth was all over my meat-stick, licking, kissing, and savouring every inch, unlike the ways she has always done to me.

I was swiftly, brought to a new high as she spared no foreskin unturned, sliding her lips as far down as my balls once she started bobbing her head up and down over my shaft. The fine-tuned tension, unmessy lubrication by her saliva, momentarily diverted that ‘blowjob’ into an experience, as immersive as how she would feel whenever I was inside her.

Maeve certainly set a new record as I was left limp and breathless in mere minutes, too weak to overpower her submersion in the untouched depth of pleasure. Each time I felt like I had enough, she would drop her mouth all the way down and let her throat quiver, heating my meat with such warmth only her pussy could deliver.

Once I was adequately drained, she helped me to the center of the seat, and plopped her pussy over my deranged cock. For the first time, she was taking her time to ride me. Every inward-stroke, pushed me to such a depth that I wanted it to last for eternity, then followed by an outward-pull, in a tight grip that awakened the monster in me.

The whole process took as long as the driver needed to park the car, in the yard of a private house that I didn’t recognise.

‘We’re here.’

Like a child, Maeve jumped out of my lap and led me into the posh, three-storey building, but not before she stripped herself naked behind the closed door. We made our way to a room on the first floor, where a canopy-bed awaited us. In place of curtains, long, padded leather straps draped over the strong, metal frame, clearly designed for BDSM.

Somehow, Maeve seemed all too familiar with the set up when she fastened two straps around her shoulders, two around her inner thighs, and wore the thickest of them around her waist like a belt. With the help of the ‘driver’, she was hoisted into midair like a paraglider.

‘Baby.. come in front of me.’

Still in a little shock, I stepped up to her face and let her take my cock into her mouth, naively oblivious to her plan for the evening.

We had about five minutes to ourselves before the heavy, wooden door opened again, this time, to a masked, able-bodied young man whom I guessed was Asian (from their skin colour).

(Man asked) ‘Maeve?’

‘Yes.. stop talking, and do what you are supposed to.’

Without hesitation, and probably in much haste, the tanned guy hopped into bed and went straight into her. Maeve quickly took me back into her mouth and let his jerking momentum guide her blowjob, though she was more than capable to just twist her body to avoid too much movement.

So there I stood, firmly on the bed, watching that unknown man fuck my precious little girl, at a speed he could barely catch up with, in such raging vigour like that was all he has been waiting for. From the way he called her name out earlier, I knew that they were acquainted, but I was clueless about her identity until Maeve moaned a familiar, but well-understood name.

‘Da.. Dan.. ‘

Her one-time fling, had now turned ‘two’. Given how excited he was, it was no wonder he came quickly, into the condom he repeatedly squashed as he kept on pounding her. When Maeve took a pause on my dick, I knew she was up to something. Something that sent Dan groaning as he came harder than the first time, before he tumbled out of bed.

After he made his way out, a bigger, fairer, masked man entered. At once, I knew who he was. It was without a doubt her classmate, whom was a bit rude in his correspondence to her.

(I asked) ‘Shaun?’

‘Uh-huh. SHAUN? You know what to do?’

(I commanded) ‘Wait.’

I then ushered him to where I was, her face, and invited him to take off the rubber. Immediately, Maeve knew what to do and pulled herself towards his crotch, taking his cock around her lips without a flinch. As for me, I went behind her and slipped my raw, saliva-slathered cock into her pussy, and banged her at a rhythm that didn’t disrupt her indulgence.

Prying her vaginal walls apart with her rightful dick over and over again, I could tell from her moans that she was enjoying herself, like he was to her examplary display of lust for me. As ‘big’ as he was, she was taking him balls-deep, slowly syncing her tempo to the speed I was thrusting.

It was a pity, that he couldn’t last any longer when I made use of my fingers, to tickle her clit as I slide that thick piece of meat in and out of her. He too, wasn’t shy about grabbing her head to face-fuck her, going all the way till he blew his load into her mouth.

PUI!

That impolite spit was more than we could give to his unrespectful act, which sent him darting out of the room in a joyful-spite. A third man, then made his way in, and none of could guess who he was.

(He asked) ‘Maeve?’

‘That’s me. And you are?’

I went up to Maeve’s face so I wouldn’t miss what she said, if she did. Although we didn’t know him, I was more distracted with what he had. Beneath the condom around his dick, would be a size that Maeve would never expect.

Nonchalently, I waved him to come over and he did what the others did, rubbing the tip of his cock over her pussy before he gently wedged it in, summoning the deepest gasps, and hardest grasps I didn’t know she could.

Seeing the crazy, eye-rolling-white, distraught mood Maeve was in, I couldn’t be more pleased with this arrangement. The burly, white man just kept commenting on her tightness as he fucked her in fast, tensed, shallow strokes. However far he went, she was too much his little (big) head.

Soon, the room was filled with exasperating sighs and groans, mainly caused by the unintentional edging, by his sheer thickness that brought upon her unvoluntary tightness. Still, he managed to cum in the end, and left us the cum-balloon he so neatly tied.

The rest of the night consisted of similarly well-endowed men, plunging her into darkness, then dragging her out into the light with intense orgasms. At some point, Maeve became a lifeless body that the men still sportingly engaged, closely monitored by yours truly.

Despite her exhaustion, I could see how much she liked it, from her blissful smiles, occasional gasps, and frequent kisses on my concerned face.

At the end of the night, we were sent home by the same driver, who was totally cool with me messing around in the backseat. I, for one, would not let her go (home) unappreciated, and lacking my cum. I dutifully took up my place in missionary-style and kept going until I emptied my load in her, thereafter watched that fatigue, semi-conscious lady suck those clingy-thick, whitish cum off the fingers she kept stuffing inside herself.

It was a night to remember, for the X number of us.

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‘Such a slut huh?’, he whispered in a conceited tone into her ear as he slipped one hand over her ass under the short skirt with no resistance, while he continued grinding his bulge over her curvy hips. Unknown to him, all, but one word of that phrase offended her, and she knew exactly how to put him back in his place.

Without hesitation, she grabbed him by the collar, pulled him close, and reminded him, that ‘I’m only allowing you to do that cause my boyfriend says so.’ Immediately after that, she released her grip, swung both arms behind (around) him and firmly held onto his hips, to make sure he could feel how ‘deep’ she could put his hard on between her ass crack.

The shocked, jealous, and beaten-down clubber could only follow her lead, if he wanted more ‘treats’. Sure enough, he was no more than two steps behind her as she left the dance floor, making her way out of the club for someplace else.

Both high on the effects of alcohol, it took them a while to reach the shopping mall a few minutes away, and even more time to find a dark, quiet spot at the second, topmost floor. Just as a man, presumably her boyfriend, showed up around the corner, she quickly turned his attention towards her, by placing his hands under her D-cups as she stripped her thongs off from under her skirt.

‘He allows you to do this too?’, he asked in a doubtful tone, as if she would disobey her man. A simple ‘uh-huh’ awakened the hardest erection he had for the night, that was promptly relieved from the tight confines of his jeans into her caring, gentle hands. Lucky for the wall behind him, he had something to lean against as she massaged his cock, in long, lasting-upward strokes while he expressed pleasure in the varying volume of his groans.

Out of goodwill, she allowed him to touch between her legs, in turn giving her clit some kind of motivation while she weakened him even further. It wasn’t until five minutes (of the torturous handjob) later, did he whisper his deepest desire, ‘am I allowed to fu.. have sex with you?’, with perhaps, the most pitiful look.

Her spiteful and playful vibe went away at once, and he wouldn’t be wrong if he thought he had screwed it up. Clenching her fist a little tighter around his cock, she snapped her teeth at him and hissed, ‘No. But I’m allowed to fuck you. Do you want me to?’

How else do you think he responded?

Still out in the open, she dragged him by the cock into the handicap toilet, shoved him onto the toilet bowl, went down on her knees and gave him an unforgettable, taste of her powress. Almost immediately, he let off a loud grunt as her lips sunk right down his shaft, to the tensed-up balls, before she made her way ‘up’ so ever slowly to push him over the edge.

It was about that time she began her little feast, that her man popped his head into their activity space, to alert her of his presence, and also assure her of their privacy. With less to worry about, she went even faster and harder on his cock, drawing out his strength as he squirmed in the ‘comfort’ of his seat.

Listening to the dirty, erotic noises coming from within, the man outside, couldn’t help but reminisce, about his girl’s soft lips, gently wrapping around his manhood before prescribing pure bliss. There was no denying, that it was the abundance, excess, and thickened-texture of her saliva, that made her blowjob so ‘effective’. Wet, warm, and slippery, the way she made him feel never fail to make him shudder in excitement.

The tired, dishevelled man was almost lifeless when she decided to go for more, by straddling herself over his cock – raw. As soon as his cock slid into her overly-wet vagina, he was mentally disabled, literally. Except for his dick that remained rock-solid, the rest of that gentleman, was swiftly reduced to a moaning, groaning and twitching pile of meat, at the mercy of her relentless, hard bouncing.

Feeling that thick, hard piece of fleshing diving in and out of her erogenous walls, it was difficult for her not to climax, as much as she wanted to save it for her rightful man. Within minutes, she let off an exasperated moan as she shrunk around his hotrod, whose throbbing only extended her joy.

Once she resumed rocking her hips on his lap, it was a matter of seconds, before he started making strange noises. As expected, it was his turn to cum and as the sexually, well-trained woman she was, she alighted the ride with nanoseconds to spare, despite her immutable craving to be filled with his warm, white substance.

Replacing her pussy with hands, she aimed his cock upwards as she jerked him off, using some saliva to hasten the process. Fast enough, the man came, and went (limp) as cum sprayed into the air, and landed onto his inner thighs. As the thoughtful girl she was, she wiped him as clean as she could before leaving, with her man to another corner nearby for more raw, unprotected sex that would deliver his cum to its rightful spot (and depth).

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Kinship

‘Massage chair’, was the very term she used whenever she wanted to hop onto my lap, which initially started out as a way to get attention whenever no one was giving her any. As innocently as it began, it was also an increasingly risky behaviour as her body matured, even somewhat faster than her older sister.

I could still remember how light and tiny Yuna (‘Y’ for younger) was, bearing a figure not too unlike Tina (‘T’ for taller, older), especially when they swam actively. By the time they entered secondary school, I was in my late teens, doing my diploma in Business analysis.

Even then, possibly having gone through the mandatory ‘sex education’, they would still jump into my arms, while I burned midnight-oil. It was about then, their firm, perky asses poised a problem for me, at an age where most guys were most – ‘sensitive’.

It was a no-brainer, that both of them could sense my unwanted erection poking into their thin, flimsy shorts they wore for sleep, but neither of them ever said anything. At most, we would just remain silent as I distracted myself with the work on hand.

One night, a particularly late one, Yuna joined me in my budget, gaming chair from Courts. My plan to open my legs for her to sit between, was graciously thwarted as she actually held onto my knees, before sliding her ass over my thighs. At once, I could sense the ‘nakedness’ under her, though there was, respectfully, a pair of panties around her butt.

When she saw that I had some difficulty sliding those old, creaky, unlubricated wheels forward, she helped, by jerking her hips back-and-forth. To put it simply, both the chair, and I, got closer, to different ends.

I barely lasted ten minutes into my project when it started to ache between my legs, largely from her fidgeting to get her legs in a comfortable position. Finally, I could not take any more of this ‘awkward’ habit and let off a deep sigh, at how weird our relationship had become.

‘Kor.. can I ask you something?’

‘Yeah?’

‘Does it feel good?’

(I replied harshly) ‘Not really. The natural angle is up, but it’s not.’

(She cried guilty) ‘What? Really?!’

She immediately slapped her hands on my forearms (which were resting on the armrest), pushed herself up, and relieved my manhood of any more suffering. With a guilty and concerned look, she turned towards me, bent forward for my shorts, and ‘cleverly’ used the few seconds I was stunned (at her bare-chest in a down-blouse view) to right my ‘discomfort’.

That springing effect of my dick, certainly amused her as she swiftly wrapped her fingers around it, and instantly replaced ‘ache’ with ‘pleasure’.

(I snapped) ‘Hey hey.. that’s enough.. ‘

The clueless, inexperienced girl then sent me into another hell as she tightened her grip, pulling too much skin up as she slipped one leg at a time into the space below the armrest, immobilising me with the fear of her, ripping something off.

‘Can you continue your work like this?’

‘No? How could any man?’

The last word, or rather, expression, I heard from her was a giggle, before she tucked my rock-hard manhood into one side of her panties. To that, I must admit, that I was surprised at how un-abrasive her choice of underwear was. It felt really smooth, as I stayed snug under her damp, warm pussy.

‘Yuna.. you went through the sex education class right?’

‘Uh huh.. ‘

In her yet-another, naive attempt to sit closer to me, she firstly slid her hips forward, forcing me deeper into her undies, then arched her back outward (towards her back) to relax, and coincidentally let her soft, delicate opening meet the tip of my penis.

‘Hey hey.. don’t move anymore.. ‘

(Yuna whispered) ‘you’re.. so warm.. ‘

With that, she moved her butt another inch forward, forcing my tip to press so hard into her pussy, that a resulting ‘pop’ opened her world up to someplace more desirable, yet fearfully-mysterious.

(She whispered) ‘are we having sex now?’

‘Al.. ahhffu.. yes.. we are!’

Another inch popped into her and there was nothing else holding me back, from pulling her tiny waist right onto my belly. At that depth, her untrained body fell limp in my arms and I knew better, to quickly relocate her elsewhere before we actually did anything.

Very carefully, I climbed onto my bed with her hugging me like a koala bear, only to find her reluctant to let go.

‘Yuna! let go! quick!’

No amount of ‘shaking’ would free her legs around my waist, at least not until I was tired enough to crash into bed with her. It was at the moment, when my dick went all the way into her vaginal, did she sober up. Instead of listening to me, she pulled my face into hers for a kiss, that kickstarted my engine below my waist.

No more sensible words came out of her that night as we exchanged familiarity for the explosive, indescribable bliss, generated through each push that widened her eyes in a silent scream, and each pull she savoured with her eyes closed.

Thrusting in and out of her gapping vagina, every stroke was sufficiently lubricated for a repeat visit. In more proverbial terms, the baby duckling was turning into beautiful swan, as her shutting vaginal walls made each passing second less bearable.

(I whispered loudly) ‘yun? i’m.. ca.. haa.. haa.. ‘

Before the worst might happen, I yanked my cock out of her and fell backwards, in an upright sitting position. Yuna then proceeded to impress me with a split (of her legs), just so she could place her chest near the bed, head hovering right above my skin-tight shaft.

As soon as she laid a hand on my throbbing pipe, she placed her mouth over it and gave it a hard suck. Seeing that she was doing nothing else besides that, I gently held her head and moved her lips up and down over my cock, until her tongue arrived to stroke the underside of my cock.

‘yun? shooting! shooting now!’

Right at that instant, I fell (back) onto my back as she replaced her small hand around my shaft, jerking so ever lightly to the impending eruption.

(Yuna moaned) ‘Mmm! mmmmmm!’

Hot cum spewed into her mouth, filling her cheeks up like I had never came before. Just as I was about to pick myself up, I noticed a shadow, resembling a head, at the door.

(I asked) ‘Yun? Did you close the door when you came in?’

(Yuna sighed) ‘I don’t think so.’

‘shit.’

That was all I thought of myself at the end of it, despite having emptied my balls. I braced myself for the unthinkable and turned the bedside lamp on, to face Tina whose face had this disapproving void.

‘Mei.. go back to your room now.’

Upon hearing that, she straightened her t-shirt and left the room. There was no other word to describe how I felt, except ‘sick’. As ‘agreeable’ as Yuna was to this, there was no reason to subject Tina to such a dilemma (to rat, or hurt through blackmail).

‘Kor.. you lie down.. on your back.. ‘

Whatever she had planned, even if she wanted the same, it would never make up for the wrong I did. Hopeless, I obeyed her instructions and laid down, all to ready to go through her punishment.

Little did I expect, to see Yuna peeping at us, as Tina held my cock vertically upright. Sure, her hand felt good, but it only made things more painful when she flicked her middle finger at the small, brainless head. After one flick, she took her time to soothe the pain, before unleashing another.

The strange, mindless snaps caused an unexpected reaction, of an erection that was harder than before. And as for Tina, she seemed to be enjoying how much power she had over her poor, pitiful brother.

Without any mercy, Tina landed another blow and swiftly gave it a kiss, where her lips then descended to give me a much-needed relief. I was honestly that stupid to expect anything else, when she had intended to bite me for the longest minute of my life.

As the pain overwhelmed any sanity left in me, I grabbed her by her hair and shoved her face into my groin, to the point where she had no choice but to choke on my cock. Once she freed her teeth, I pulled her away and flipped her onto her fours.

It wasn’t until my cock was parked right outside her pussy, in doggy style, did I relax any of my grip on her.

‘Tina.. I know Yun and I.. ‘

(She whispered loudly) ‘JUST.. Fuck me already.. ‘

Once again, I replaced my hands on her waist and brought my hips forward, momentarily poking at the wrong hole before I ‘slipped’ into the right one. That shock almost sent her leaping forward, if not for my grip around her waist.

Having nothing more to lose, I rammed my cock deep and hard into Tina, pounding her at the fastest speed I could manage. Yuna, who was looking from the side, went up to her sister and helped manage her mood, by fondling her breasts to smoothen out the ride.

Unlike Yuna, Tina’s body was so sensitive, and responsive that she reached her second orgasm within three minutes, causing her vagina to collapse so hard I had to concede earlier than I wanted.

Wanting to give her sister what she got, Yuna rolled Tina onto her back and laid on top of her, in missionary-style. With their pussies lined up, I spent some time inside each of them until I was near orgasm. From there, I sandwiched my cock between their hairless, smooth groins and resumed getting myself off.

In the end, we managed to direct my cum into Tina’s mouth, though she just let Yuna suck most of it out. Since the two girls were exhausted beyond rescue, I went to their room to catch my rightful sleep.

Since then, the three of us more or less stayed together, doing what we do for love. Despite our vastly different lifestyles, none of us looked elsewhere (for love), and remained closely ‘bonded’, until I got my own flat.

Because from then, we were (un)officially free to do anything, and everything we ever wanted to, and for each other. And yet, strangely enough, ‘massage chair’ returned, as the girls’ way of hinting ‘quickie’ at any time they wanted to just mount me and ride out an orgasm.

Just imagine.

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Chemical Romance

*Loud thud followed by soft moans*

At first, I thought my late-returning, party-sister had just knocked something over. But when I heard strange, awkward moans and breathless panting, I couldn’t help but imagine her in an emergency.

(I asked) ‘Vic? Are you ok?’

(In her hoarse voice) ‘Yes.. I’m fine.. go back to sleep.’

Unwanting to leave things to odds, I went up to the sofa she was speaking from and peered over the top, to find her frantically, masturbating herself under her black, tube dress with her eyes closed.

(I choked) ‘vic?’

(She whispered irritated) ‘oh fuck! Why do you have to come over?!’

‘Umm.. ok? I’ll just head back now.. ‘

(She called out) ‘wait wait! don’t go!’

By then, she had sat herself upright and made space for me to join her, though I was too embarrassed to look her in the eyes after seeing what she just did. Her panicky talk ‘having secrets’, didn’t last very long once she started shivering, to my very deep, concerns.

(I asked) ‘What’s wrong? Did you take something?’

(In a trembling voice) ‘yeyes.. I did.. ‘

(I worriedly asked) ‘Do you feel cold? Or thirsty? What do you need? I’ll go get it.’

Before I could stand up, she grabbed my hand and held me down, staring straight into my eyes in a suspicious manner. Out of nowhere, she suddenly pulled that hand towards her legs and stuck me inbetween, revealing the flood of a pussy that she had been trying to suppress.

(She moaned) ‘oh yes.. I need this.. please don’t stop.. the drugs I took.. it makes me.. oh fuck yes!’

At that point in time, I had shifted my fingers from her clit, into her pussy. With her hands freed, she wasted no time and pulled my face in for a kiss, like we were lovers, instead of siblings.

As I fingered her deeper and harder, she began to undo my boxers as well, being as easy as yanking down the waistband without any more obstacles to my cock. Jerking me while I finger-fucked her, she gradually shifted her body into a doggystyle position, to suddenly take me in her mouth without saying a word.

Of course, I was overwhelmed by our ‘progress’, but tried my best to maintain the tempo I was gouging her pussy at. Soon, she was wet beyond containment and we both knew what was about to happen.

Right before she could climb over my legs, I shoved her down onto the sofa and kept her on her back, as I struggled with the morality of my ‘assistance’.

(She moaned sensually) ‘kor.. don’t you want to put this inside me?’

Her hands, did not stop stroking me as she asked that question, answered by the evident erection that I couldn’t distract myself from. Little effort, was required of her to gently guide me to her fleshy mound, then swiftly invited into her home.

The silent scream of pleasure, was all I needed to start pumping, in missionary, deep and hard into her. No other sounds could be heard besides the creaking of leather rubbing against each other, unlike how our hips were doing the same quietly.

Within minutes, she had arrived at her first orgasm and it just launched us further into peril, of her tightened, unmanageable pussy.

(I asked while groaning) ‘Who.. gave you those pills?’

(She moaned) ‘A.. a random.. guy.. ‘

‘Did he fuck you?’

‘Yes.. no.. al.. almost.. but I didn’t let him.. ‘

‘So you just came straight home?’

‘Yes.’

Upon hearing that, part of me was relieved. But there was still the effects to bear. So with one final push, I flipped her over onto her chest and raised her ass up, shoving my cock between her tiny, firm butt into her pussy.

Unleashing the last bit of energy I had for the day, I pounded her as fast as I could until she climaxed again, this time expending all her strength to even ‘ease’ herself.

As for me, once I saw her body going limp, I pulled my cock out of her and got caught in her hand.

(She said breathlessly) ‘kor.. let me finish you off.. to thank you.. for your.. Haaalp.. ‘

I slumped into the couch and let her climb face-front over my legs, cock sliding easily into her pussy for her to ride one out. In the peaceful, tamed, graceful rocking of her hips, we both reached another climax where my load found its place deep in her vagina.

That night, we took a shower together, and slept in our own respective rooms. Everything seemed to be back to normal until the next evening, where she suddenly stormed into my room looking all dishevelled.

‘What’s wrong this time?’

‘Kor.. I was about to.. masturbate when I felt the same thing like last night.. ‘

‘Meaning?’

‘I can’t think of anything but your cock.’

With that, she stripped her nightdress off and did what we did the previous night, this time, in the comfort of my bed. After a few nights of wild, violent fucking, we went to take a blood test for the mysterious chemical in her system, and found out that she was given a new, sex drug.

Besides the obvious effect on the person’s libido, he/ she would also create a deeply-sexual, mental bond with whoever he/ she fucked while on the drug. Commonly detected in trafficked persons used for sex work, it possessed a medical classification beyond ‘banned’.

In my sister’s case, unknown to our parents and doctors, it would be my (nightly) job to provide as much relief to her as best as I could.