His Fantasy

The fifteen year old Sherly laid on her boyfriend’s bed, hands clenched tight over her lap as he positioned next to her. It was the first relationship of the young couple and Wee Kiat was ready to replay some scenes in the numerous porn videos he saw. For Sherly, ‘love’ was still a fuzzy term but it didn’t mean anything to her. She had no crush, perhaps a little like for him, but fulfilled what couples usually do, movies and stuff.

Wee Kiat: ‘Just look at me k?’

He lifted her hands to the sides and placed his hand on her chest, squeezing through her bra attempting to turn her on. Seeing how lost she was looking at him, it was apparent she wasn’t getting anything. Her eyes slowly shut as buttons began to pop open, revealing more of the white training bra she wore.

Wee Kiat: ‘Dear, can I take off my pants?’
Sherly: ‘Okay ah.’

He paused stripping her and removed his brown pants, oblivious to the shy girlfriend whose eyes were shut tight. Very slowly, she felt the warmth of his hands on her tummy and moved upwards, going to her back to where the bra clasp was. A pinch of his fingers was all it took to free her chest, but he did not remove them immediately. Inching under the bra, the soothingness of warmth covered her nipples with relief.

Wee Kiat saw how her lips moved and knew she felt at ease. His trembling hand began to mould her breasts, erecting her nipples against his palm.

Sherly: ‘Do you want me to massage you too?’
Wee Kiat: ‘It’s okay. Just relax for me k?’

Her boobs had never seemed bigger then and she could feel aches around her nipples. When she gave them a push to feel their hardness, a wave of calmness flashed through her mind.

Sherly (whispering): ‘Can you play with my nipples for a while?’

He listened to her and rolled them between his index and thumb, finally getting some moans from his innocent girl. Seeing how her chest rise and fall made his hard on even more painful, restricted by his underwear that was a day’s old.

Wee Kiat: ‘I’m going to touch you down there k?’

She gave a nod and he placed his palm between her legs, sliding under her skirt as she grabbed her shirt in anticipation. The moment he landed on her panties, her hand flung to his arm and held them still. Not portraying any resistance, he applied more pressure on her slit and she relaxed her grip until her hand fell away.

The gentle massage through her panties took all her tension away and made her light headed. He tugged those white panties down to her ankles and pushed her thighs apart, touching directly on her raw pussy.

Wee Kiat: ‘So my baby girl shaves.’
Sherly: ‘My mum told me to. Is it good?’
Wee Kiat: ‘You tell me.’

He tucked his fingertip deeper onto her clit and a shock jerked her chest up.

Sherly (sighing): ‘Oh yes.. it’s good.’

Her hands did not know what to do then and just opened and closed as he vibrated on her sensitive spot, driving more juices out of her system. Soon, she was blindly feeling for his bulge and caught it in her hand. They removed his underwear together and she dived for his rod, holding it tightly while listening to his breaths.

Sherly: ‘Am I doing it right?’
Wee Kiat: ‘If you move your hand up and down, I will feel better.’

Without any lubricant, his foreskin was dragged up and down, still giving him the overwhelming pleasure of masturbation, except with a different hand. As Wee Kiat increased his speed, she did the same and they were soon moaning their lungs out.

After an intense five minute race to the unknowns, Sherly suddenly get go of him and stopped his movements. Luckily or unluckily, he had made it past her final checkpoint and her body began shaking uncontrollably. Her nails dug into his forearm as he continued to attack her clit, till her long moan appeared with violent twists of her hips.

Once the ordeal was over, she breathed deeply with a weak smile across her face.

Wee Kiat: ‘I think you just came. Feels good right?’
Sherly (panting): ‘Came? Is that the word?’
Wee Kiat: ‘Climax or orgasm also can.’

He licked his wet fingers clean and laid on his back, partly tired from giving her her first orgasm. Next, it was time for Sherly to play. She rest her head on his chest and moved down to his belly, staying still while she wrapped her fingers around his dick.

Sherly: ‘Boyfie, let me play with it k? Tell me if it hurts.’

He placed one hand on her head to acknowledge her request and there, the exploration began.

Curiously, she pried his pee hole opened and poked her nails into it, getting a groan from her boy in shock. Seeing how he did not push her away, she covered the tip with her thumb and gave it a little massage. The desperate groans kept coming until she moved her hand down, pre-cum leaking instantaneously from the tip once she jerked him a few times.

Her head went lower to his advantage and her little tongue was felt licking the liquid off. A momentary pause later, her lips wrapped around his cock head and sank downwards, getting him to hold her head to guide her lower. She felt him lift her head away and then push it down again, groaning harder with each stroke. Immediately, she got the cue and took over the blowjob, trying to go deeper to tease her poor boy more.

Barely a few minutes into it, Sherly was worn out and replaced her mouth with her hand. By then, saliva had provided the lubrication and she was pumping him with more response. The rest of the time was spent trying to hold himself back, while his naughty girl tested for his limits.

Wee Kiat (whispering): ‘Dear.. I’m going to cum soon.’
Sherly: ‘Do I keep going? Don’t shoot in my face ah.’
Wee Kiat: ‘Won’t la. Go lower and open your mouth.’

His instructions was quickly interpreted by the smart girl and she followed through. Somehow, shooting into her mouth was much easier to clean up than her face. So, once his dick was about an inch away, she masturbated his cock, almost touching his tummy.

Half a minute later, his hand held her head down harder and hot cum squirted into her gapping mouth and nose. She reacted by closing her lips, but suffocation soon forced her to collect more in her cheeks.

Loud panting noises filled the bed once he was done and his hand freed her to turn away from his body. In front of her, he held a waste paper bin that she spat his load into, and brushed his cum off her face into it. Looking at him cutely angry, she gave his flaccid cock a flick.

Wee Kiat: ‘Eh. You don’t like the taste ah?’
Sherly: ‘It’s so salty! Why didn’t you warn me first?’
Wee Kiat: ‘If I warn you then you will let me shoot in your mouth?’
Sherly: ‘Better than shooting all over my face ma. Don’t know will have pimples or not.’

He gave her a pat on the head and brought her into his chest, extinguishing her rage with love. Listening to his hypnotising heartbeat, Sherly promptly fell asleep until late evening, when her phone rang her awake.

Sherly (on phone): ‘Yes mummy. I’m going home for dinner. I went to do project with my friends. Okay.’

Wee Kiat woke up just in time to see her wear her skirt, without any panties on. After she was dressed (with bra), she gave him a peck and handed her panties to him.

Sherly: ‘Help me wash k? I don’t want to wear wet panties home.’

He slipped on his shorts and walked her to the door, but not before hinting her an ideal dress code.

Wee Kiat: ‘Next time don’t wear la! Easier right?’
Sherly: ‘Idea. See you tomorrow k? Don’t masturbate without me ah.’

She left by the lift and he took a whiff of her panties. Still a little soaked with her juice, his erection twitched continuously till he went into his room. Wee Kiat then covered his cock with her panties, and casually gave it a stroke. One which led to the infinity, and beyond.

Deep Sea Drilling

Gladys: ‘Why are you sitting here alone? Thinking of swimming ah?’

The company chalet had came to an end after all the food was finished, majority of the staff headed home while a handful not on duty the next day stayed for the night. Among those who remained, there were three girls and two guys, which my other male counter part had too much to drink and fell asleep before the rest.

Me: ‘No la. Just enjoying the night sky. Lie down and close your eyes for a while. Then you’ll be able to see more stars.’

On the concrete jetty, the two of us laid quietly still, admiring the sight that most of our city lights had hidden. Gladys was the newest staff that joined us, working part time while studying in a private uni. Physically wise, she was the tiniest lady amongst us, but fashionably dressed outside work.

For that evening by the sea, she joined me in a bare back spaghetti blouse, bikini knots exposed around her neck and above the waistline of her shorts.

Gladys: ‘You want to go into the water?’
Me: ‘It’s dangerous eh. But I can save you if anything happens.’

She got up before I did and stripped her top and shorts off, ducking under the rope blocking the steps. I hurriedly threw my shirt away to follow her down in case she missed her step. In pitch darkness, we joined hands as our bodies dipped into the chilly waters, current pushing us around the pillars under the jetty.

Gladys: ‘Don’t let go of me ah.’

Within seconds of the pounding waves, she was hugging me on my back as I waded out into the open. Feet unable to touch the sand beneath, I executed the biggest strokes to get us to the side of the boardwalk, till I could stand firmly on the sand.

Me: ‘Ok ok. We are safe now.’

After she got off my back, she still could not reach the sand. Very cooly, she kept her grip on my arms as she floated closer to my chest. One arm wrapping over my shoulder, I could feel her other hand running down my waist.

Me: ‘Eh eh.. where is your hand going?’
Gladys: ‘Sorry la. Just trying not to die.’

Her fingers wriggled into my shorts that had a very elastic waistband, going around to my groin where my dick was shrivelled in coldness. She gently peeled the foreskin back and the erection came imminently into her grasp. I placed one hand on her back to hold her against my chest and ran the other across her thigh. Going straight for her pussy that only had a little triangle for shield.

Once I slipped my finger between her clit, hot breaths started blowing down my neck in contrast to the cold water. One thing leading to next, she had both her legs around my hips leaving a big gap to let our hands fit through her groin and my belly, still working hard stroking my manhood to keep herself warm.

As I dug my way into her pussy, moans drifted into my ears, increasing my speed till she was shivering in ecstacy. Minutes later, she let go of my cock and readied herself closer to me, guiding my arm around her back to hold her tight.

Gladys: ‘Let’s do it here. Shall we?’
Me: ‘No one will ever know right?’

I held her waist as she relaxed her arms and slid downwards, sheathing my sword into the warmest spot in the ocean. The tightness drew the largest breath of air I had and the fear of falling into the waters caused involuntary contractions over my dick.

Me: ‘You’ll float up and I’ll pull you down.’

A firm nod confirmed her enthusiasm and we did as I suggested, making our own waves as our genitals connected, driving deeply into her love hole. As our speed was greatly limited to the resistance in the water, we only managed to get close to climax but not able to satisfy our needs.

Like a jellyfish, we bobbed up and down to the steps and remained at the bottom, lifting half of our bodies into the open air. I did hope that the barnacles did not die when I sat on them, bouncing the petite Gladys on top till she was moaning in orgasms.

Rocking wildly on my lap, I was more distracted by the queerness of seaside sex than the waves of pleasure, drifting non-menacingly through my body.

Me: ‘Hey hey. Let’s change to doggie. There is a small platform for us to stand on here.’

She got up and we stood knees deep at the wider lowest step, bending over for me to ram her rear. My cock slipped into her easily and began ramming the foam out of the sea, garnering gasps as I went deeper than the (sea)cow girl style earlier.

Gladys (whispering): ‘You’re so deep inside me!’

My hands never let go of her waist as I repeatedly dragged her backwards, deep-sea drilling her pussy till she came another time. I continued fucking her as long as I could and it lasted for a good five minutes, against the freezing waters and the limits of my body. By the time I went all out, her elbows were shaking badly but moans never stopped exciting my senses.

Me: ‘Gladys.. I’m going to cum.’

A pat on the side of my hips slowed me down to a stop and she turned around to sit on the steps. Signalling for me to sit between her legs, I finally rested my tired calves and let her hug me from behind. Both her hands went around my two eggs, one sausage combo and jerked them rhythmically, caressing each of them like a dutiful mother hen.

Me: ‘Coming.. coming.. ‘

Her small palm wrapped around my dick head as hot cum sprayed out of the pee hole, filling her hands as she tried to catch all of it. While the last few twitches emptied my balls, she rubbed both her hands together on the tip and spread the warmth around, which I could not help but begged for her to stop teasing me.

Seeing her cum covered hands, we couldn’t be more happy to have each other in this specially romantic night. She washed her hands in the water and I wore my pants back, before returning to our clothes to head back to the chalet.

Our fingers magically interlocked for the walk back to our accommodations to which we could not find any of our friends inside.

Gladys: ‘Hey, Yi sent me a message.’
Yi (Whatsapp): ‘I can’t find your guys anywhere and we won’t be staying for the night. The key is in the corner of the BBQ, charcoal level.’

We found the key and went for a shower straight, in our birthday suits and of course, together. Since the both of us were not working the next day, there’s no need to describe how we spent the night together. Not especially when we have a fully air-conditioned bedroom to ourselves.

Somehow, the lack of condoms brought our night ‘activity’ to a whole new level, testing the ‘pull out’ method and holding a ‘cum tasting’ session in our comfy nakedness.

Three Years Ago

This entry is written in the point-of-view of a fifteen year old student, Taelyn. A brief description of the origin and background will be provided at the end of the story.

‘Hi guys. My name is Benjamin, but you can call me Ben. I’m going to treat you like adults, so I am going to ask of you to do the same for me. I am assigned to this school, to be your English teacher for this year, and then I’ll be going back to be redeployed after this. Do you have any questions for me?’

The cutest twenty-four year old teacher in the school just stepped into the class and Taelyn’s heart couldn’t stop pounding. Most of the noisy girls in her class went quiet, and all the guys were watching his every move closely, for the first time in the class’ history as the ‘rowdiest’ class ever, they outdone themselves

The overdressed teacher came in the fittest suit, bearing a blazer over the silky white shirt and dark black pants. Even those creased leather shoes did not escape the girls’ eyes. The havoc that occurred probably didn’t get to him, but the excitement was real. His charisma had an effect on everyone, especially on girls as susceptible as Taelyn.

That day, she did not hang out with her friends after school and simply went home, locking herself in the room after gulping down a glass of juice. Partly worn out from the P.E. lesson in the day, the new teacher was all over her mind. ‘I hope you are as big as this’, that thought came uncontrollably when she reached for the dildo that arrived a few months ago, unused without the ideal image of a gentleman in her life. But everything changed once she took her shorts off under her school skirt, legs spreading wide so she could reach that pussy.

‘Ben, go slow k?’, Taelyn’s fingers pressed down on her clit in leggiero, ‘lightly’ in musical term. There was no other words to describe how much she had to resist going all out on her own clit, holding dearly to the mesmerising image of him as she rubbed herself so ever gently. ‘No, not yet’, was the reminder for herself as her hand almost slid lower, trying to rush fingers into her pussy before Ben did. Those eyes shut themselves to focus on his seductive, manly voice, stringing his teachings into the words her body wanted to hear.

‘Taelyn, drop your jaw lower. It will make your words clearer.’

She momentarily swapped her hands so she could fit two of her wet fingers into her mouth, licking those clear, thick juices off. Picturing her teacher’s dick in her mouth, the dildo was plucked from the bed and replaced her cleaned fingers between her lips.

‘Argh’, Taelyn sighed out when she realised she could not hold back any longer. The rubber dildo exited her mouth and went straight for her pussy, spending a good few seconds teasing her entrance to get her body ready. As soon as the tip popped inside, all the muscles in her body tensed up for the first entry of a foreign object. Before that were her fingers, which worked well up to this point in time.

Now, as inches disappeared into her pussy, she was just glad that it was Ben who was going to claim her virgin sex toy experience. Stuffing most of the seven inch dildo into that relaxed hole, the excess juices created a squishy sound as she tried to shove more in. Well, her holding hand had reached the folds of her labia.

With a soft whisper, ‘Fuck me Ben’, the toy began thrusting slowly into the wet pussy, letting her tight pussy close before the next stroke separated the sticky vaginal walls. Each passing minute only brought more pleasure into her body, rhythm increasing as her vagina relaxed further. Her skirt was raised above her groin, with her imaginary teacher fucking her in missionary.

‘Ben, if only I was of legal age, I would totally skip writing this and jump on you. But.. we could wait three more years thought.’

Taelyn closed her feet and wrapped one of her arms under her knees, holding them backwards onto her chest while she repositioned her free hand on the base of the toy. The instance she jerked it, the overwhelming tightness drove her into a series of moans, escaping uncontrollably out of her luscious lips. ‘Oh yes, fuck me harder Ben!’, she cried out as the toy made queefing sounds forcing air out of her cunt. Once the flatulance ended, the dildo was locked in a suction causing a little resistance when she pulled outwards.

‘Oh yes! Can you feel it? I want you inside me Ben’, the rubber dick never stopped sliding in and out of her as she moaned dirty phrases. Orgasms began coming in that position, abruptly ending her feet-in-midair pose while her body fluttered into a struggle. Panting out of breath, she was not done yet. At least not her body.

She flipped into doggie and replaced the toy inside her pussy, ramming it deeply with her hands under her ajar knees. Her groans safely went into the pillows as another orgasm violently shook her body, leaking juices over her fingers that was still shoving feebly.

‘Cum for me Ben, shoot it all inside me’, came as a request from her. She sat upright on her feet and the dildo between her calves, hugging onto her vertically as she bounced up and down. The dildo was forced deep inside without restraint in that position, shooting beautiful fireworks into her innocent mind as she came another time.

Losing the battle to the lifeless dildo, her body gave in to exhaustion and fell forward with the pillow, landing softly in a semi-doggie stance. Her back rose and fell as she grasps for air, eyelids too heavy to get on with tidying up the mess. Instead, she fell to a side and pulled her blanket over her soaked school uniform, and went to sleep with the dildo inside.

Despite occasionally waking up from accidental movements of the dildo, it was the most soothing sleep she ever gotten in a long while.

‘Ben, if you are brave enough, 8263****. I am ready for you.’

The above composition was written by a fifteen year old, name obviously changed for protection. She was in ‘Ben’s class for a year three years back, and was the only homework that he couldn’t keep still grading. With permission, he kept her work and gave her an appropriate grade to the use of her English language.

I did not probe further about him contacting the student then or anytime after, but what struck me most was the ‘intention’ segment of composition marking. Erotic thoughts aside, the ‘expressive/ expression’ aspect was mostly limited to the use of English. But if the teacher or marker weren’t IMpressed, would it still count as ‘expressive’?

Every (good) action certainly deserves some reaction, no matter good or bad. A good composition should cause some ‘reaction’, agree guys?

Loaded

By Nikkinom

For once, there was a certain thrill in taking his underwear off, but it wasn’t to see how hard he was for me – because he always is. What I really wanted to see, was the mess in his underwear that I have caused.

When I arrived at his place in the morning, he couldn’t be more surprised to see me in the short, red dress he bought for me. Since I was ready to go, he skipped our usual fornication and went straight for a shower. Feeling especially playful that day, I helped him get dressed and just before we left, I decided to give him a handjob through his underwear so he would have to spend the day with in soggy pair of underwear.

For that particular day, I planned an itinerary that required us to take long bus rides, where I had another chance to rub one out of him for no reason. All I needed to do, was to let finger me, an exchange I didn’t mind at all.

After lunch, we went for a 90-minute-long movie, only to spend three-quarters of the time with my hand in his pants, fondling and jerking him off into his briefs – twice. It was no wonder he dozed off at the untimely last fifteen minutes of the show.

After that, we went for dinner at a Five-stars hotel, complete with wine and fine steaks which experience would last a lifetime in our minds. In return for the ‘trouble’ I was causing him that day, I had no second thoughts about paying for all the expenses.

It was a once-in-a-lifetime thing we were having!

On the long bus ride home, I had to put in all my effort to make him hard, and managed to make him cum at the last ten minutes of the ride.

Boy, if only you could see his exhausted face after that ‘long’ and ‘hard’ day, you would understand why was I so pleased with his performance.

It wasn’t till we were back at his place, that I finally stopped teasing him, and laid him in bed while I ‘did the rest’. I had to remove his pants so slowly, so not to hurt his oversensitive member I had gone overboard with.

By the time I got to his underwear, I instantly felt myself get wetter when I saw how much cum was in there. It was so thick, warm, and even fun to play with. In all fairness, I didn’t expect him to get hard again when I went down on him, slurping up everything around his groin, before I put him into my mouth.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, he grew hard and I went all out on him, with my mouth of course. I kept sucking until he was groaning, and got me even wetter. There was almost nothing left when he came in my mouth, which I had no reasons to complain about.

My king fell asleep right after that, leaving me to clean him, and myself up. I could say that that was the most satisfying day I had with him.

For once, he was mine to do anything I wished to.

Sweet Sweet Love

Part 1 | Part 2

Rick (whispering): ‘Lift your leg up.’

Samantha pushed her skirt between her legs and perched one of her feet on the velvety plastic seat of the bus, peering out of the window to take her attention away from what her boyfriend was about to do. He shifted closer to her and crossed his arm over her chest, letting her hug him while his fingers dived under her skirt.

As she felt his middle finger part the fleshy raw folds of her pussy, a little shiver drifted through her body. It was electrifying the first few seconds he played with her clit, but as soon as her juices lubricated his rubbing motion, large breaths of air filled her lungs up with lust. She loved how he would slide up and down her slit, occasionally going close to her love hole but not enter it.

In relative to her grip on his arm, he would relieve her urges by slipping into her pussy, releasing sighing mouthful of air from her mouth. As time passed, she took over control of his movements and guided him deeper. When she was pleased with how well he fingered her, slow and in lengthy strokes, Samantha knew what she had to do. Stretching her arm over to his lap, she gave his little hard on a squeeze through the pants.

Given where they were seated, at the back of the bus, she proceeded to lower the zip and flipped his cock out from the man-thong he wore specially for her. Hard as he was, and it made her really excited about going further with him.

Samantha (whispering): ‘Did you bring it?’

He dug his bag for a small silicon squeeze bottle of lubricant and placed a ten-cent coin worth on her fingertips. Immediately, she went back to the handjob and made things difficult for him to keep the bottle. Anyway, excitement and thrill was what they were after right? With the mutual masturbation ongoing, the pair stayed as motionless as they could from the eyes of the boarding passengers.

Samantha (whispering): ‘I’m cumming!’

He felt her pussy tightened on his fingers and a small gush of juices escaped over his digits. Panting, she turned her attention to him and jerked him faster. Rick had done his part for the public display of intimacy and let her concentrate, with his fingers pinching and rolling her nipples as she pumped his cock.

After five minutes in her trained hand, he was holding her wrist to guide her for the grand finale.

Rick (whispering): ‘Shooting.. shooting.. ‘

She swiped her fringe behind her ears and bent down over his groin, taking his cock into her mouth while continued to stroke her personal sex toy. In less than a minute later, his hips began trembling and cum fired into her sweet pink lips, filling her mouth up with baby-making fluid. Samantha sucked on his tip until every last drop was out, and picked herself up to swallow before his eyes.

Rick (whispering): ‘Good girl.’

They composed themselves from the erotic mess and rested until they reached their stop – in front of a JTC building around his place. Upon alighting, he grabbed her hand and led her into the eerily quiet industrial block through a side gate.

Samantha: ‘Where did you get the access card?’
Rick: ‘From my attachment in poly? I didn’t return it.’

They made their way quickly to the block furthest from any civilisation, and into a corridor behind one of a production office. The leather had cracked on the sofa in the unofficial smoking corner but he wasn’t there to chill. Samantha remained standing by the parapet, still feeling confused to her surprise introduction to this corner of the private estate.

Rick undid his pants and went behind her, flipping her skirt to her waist and attempted to stick his rod into her. Samantha got his cue and shifted herself slightly away from the wall, into standing doggy but chest higher than usual. She guided his dick inside her pussy from between her legs and felt his erection slide up her vagina, clearly thicker than what she tasted in the bus.

The tiny jutting motion was silent on her meaty ass and the view of the carparks and housing blocks was calming to her senses. Rick was totally drawn into her tight pussy and was just slamming his hips onto her. After a few minutes, Samantha turned to the sofa and let her knees rest on the seats, closing her feet under his opened legs.

The sudden pressure on his cock made Rick wilder and he was ramming deeper at a slower speed.

Samantha: ‘You like it baby?’
Rick (grunting): ‘Yeah.’

Her upper body was still upright but the depth of his penetration was delivering timely orgasms to her mind. Gradually, she was overtaken by horniness and the torturous speed of his drilling.

Samantha: ‘Sit on the sofa. I’ll ride you.’

He quickly pulled out of his beloved girlfriend and sat down. Samantha did not waste any time and squatted over his thighs, lowering herself over his upright throbbing stick of meat. His hands on her waist, she wrapped her arms around his neck and really slammed her groin on him. She was deadly tight in this position and the cool breeze and sight kept her relaxed as she fucked him.

In the mix of groans and pleas, she was climaxing at her own pace. Rick was desperately holding on to the last bit of sanity, tempted to be overthrown by her violent cowgirl ride.

Rick: ‘Slow down. It’s getting too sensitive.’

Samantha let her knees touch the rough surface of the sofa and grind on his lap, rocking back and forth while holding his shoulder onto the backrest. In that pose, he stripped her spaghetti top and unhooked her bra, pulling her flare skirt up to her belly button. Just as he fished her denim jacket out of her bag, her pussy suddenly gone super small and sucked him right in, with contractions milking his cock as she tried harder to keep moving.

Rick: ‘Oh shit!’

He lifted her ass up and she jumped off the couch, going on her knees only to miss the first shot of cum. She hastily covered his tool with her mouth and collected the others, swallowing as quickly as he was puffing her cheeks up with semen. As his energy level dwindled, she let him pull her jacket over her arms and shoulders.

Finally, the spent young man was done and the pair sat dishevelled side by side.

Samantha: ‘Am I going home in these?’
Rick: ‘Yupp. You look so sexy like this.’

They rested for a while more before making their way out, and she walked him home before heading to a bus stop.

Samantha (Whatsapp): ‘I’m just done with my boyfriend. Are you at home now?’

Part 1 | Part 2

No Return

‘Open your legs wider.’

‘Good good. Now put your hand on your panties and rub.’

Jiale started to feel her panties getting wet, despite against her body’s wish. Her boyfriend, Dave, had assured her about the decency of this guy’s requests and turned up at the hotel room, only to be instructed to go behind a blindfold.

There was something about the fully covered up man that disabled her ability to question his intention. Her mind was turned on by that mystical power over her and it felt erotic to be controlled without any physical means.

The lingerie she wore for the night was given to her by Dave, a set of lacy red bra and panties to bring out her fair complexion. The accompanying outfit of a simple white tank left her bra cups visible and those shorts could not hide the panties that rode up her hips.

On the bed, her shorts was long gone and the masturbation had soaked her panties.

‘Take off your bra but leave your top on. I want to see your nipples.’

Unlike how her boyfriend worked, she was glad her nipples attracted him and removed her bra under the top, letting the shirt cling tightly onto her voluptuous assets. She sensed him getting out of the chair after a while, and the pressure on the bed affirmed her sixth sense.

‘Lie down’, he whispered seductively into her ears and felt his lips on her ear lobe, nibbling with his tongue salivating at the same time. Once he slipped his tongue into her ear, the wet slopping sounds caused her back to arch upwards and her busy hand rubbed faster on her clit.

Just before she put her hand into her panties, the grip on her wrist stopped her, only to have his hand slide down her tummy and into her underwear. ‘I’ll take it from here’, came a whisper that tingled down her spine while her pussy twitched excitedly to the stranger’s touch.

The moment his coarse fingertip reached her clit, another strong wave shook her body so ever slightly to receive the pleasure. Sure enough, having an unfamiliar hand rubbing her off was a sensational experience. One that brought an orgasm so quickly in under a minute. It wasn’t any different in intensity, but sure it did came quickly.

‘You like it?’ ‘Yes!’, she replied without much hesitation. Whatever her boyfriend had set her up for, it was awesome. As he continued petting her, he went lower into her panties, arriving at her pussy that he entered very slowly with his fingers.

Right then, her mind was screaming out for him to just hurry up. The amount of wetness should have told him how much she wanted it. Well, his finger was all she could ask for at that moment. The instant her pussy was spread apart to the size of his fingers, a squeeze of her bladder had surrounded his digits tightly.

Not only he did not move after he fit his whole finger in, he leaned his body closer to her.

‘I’ll keep my finger inside while you remove my pants.’ He brought her hand to his pants immediately and she unbuttoned them easily, diving straight into his underwear so he could start fingering her. Since she started jerking him off, he had been pumping his hand at her pussy, curled upwards to tickle the generic G-spot location till her body was thrown left to right and vice versa.

Before she realised, her body had popped the embarrassing question for a budding model. ‘Do you want to fuck me?’ Instead of saying yes, the man straightened himself and left the bed, making her wave her hand blindly in the air to see where he went.

A minute later, the first thing she felt was his cock, wrapped in a condom. Somehow, Christmas had came early for her. He caught her ankles and flipped her to the side, one leg angled at ninty degrees while the other remained straight. He climbed over her thighs and injected the squishy, manmade needle into her cunt, and proceeded to pound her fiercely.

Unlike the gentleman she felt before, this muscular hips hammered her into desperation. Her limbs went weak in no time and her pussy was bombarded with orgasms she lost count of. The manly grunts, the sexy moans, the room was echoing the sounds of lust around without shame.

The five minutes felt like a long time for her sore pussy, smeared with her own bodily fluids around her ass. She was panting deeply for air after the crazy, intense fuckathon.

Within a minute, she was held up and he provided the direction by standing over her legs. He placed her hands on his cock and tugged at her hair, bringing her mouth to his manhood for the next part. Still hyped from the sensitive clit, she performed the most comprehensive blowjob on him.

Licking the sides of his shaft for a start, her tongue went to his dickhead to fondle them with cute, small flicks. Her lips wrapped around his cock and sank him down her throat, working her way up and down the cock that tasted as good as the sex he just deposited in her pussy.

‘Get into doggy’, the familiar voice broke the silence and she quickly flipped on her fours. He went back behind her and gave her clit a few rubs to assure her the presence of a condom, before piercing it right in.

Head now lifted up by holding her hair, the pounding shook the bed wildly in sync with the rhythm her body jerked. Both her hands were suddenly picked up and positioned on two penises, and head hurriedly yanked down on another in front of her.

With four dicks leveraging on the three types of ‘jobs’, she had tried to figure out what was happening. Of course, it wasn’t easy with the enormous rod raping her pussy, fucking her minds out onto the dude in her mouth.

The hand on her head suddenly let go and the dick inside her slowed down. Only the two ‘guys’ in her hand was moving, until about three minutes later.

‘I’m ready’, those words came one by one and she was placed on her back once again. The blindfold was ripped away from her head and four guys surrounded her with their dicks being worked on.

In under a minute, four pairs of testicles worth of cum coated her face, lips, neck, breasts, and stomach, along with groans of satisfaction. But amidst the group, was another guy standing at a corner. He was armed with a camera, that wasn’t a DSLR to keep the shutter sound silent.

The guys left her to get dressed and took turns to view the photos of the day. Jiale was still confused by how they got into the room and what was going to happen to her with those photos taken.

Without saying a word to her, the men left the room with the card key. Moments later, the door opened and Dave entered, with the same camera in his hand.

‘Hey Babe. Like it?’ The cheeky smile did not help with her distressed mood. Whatever happened was still sinking into her brain, lest easier knowing that her boyfriend had all the media safe in his hands from the gangbang.

Mentally broken, she went into the shower with a zombified look and rinsed all the cum away. She wore all her clothes back with the tempting red lingerie, with her arms wrapped tightly around her boyfriend as they exited the hotel.

For the days that came, she turned into a robot that listened to Dave wholeheartedly, traumatised by how she could enjoy being a slut okay with cum getting dumped on her body. Well, the variety of sessions that the couple got into only went wilder without resistance from Jiale, who is now mind-fucked beyond salvation.

Following Strangers

James headed back to the library for the last part of his project, dressed smartly in a suit and croc-skin leather shoes. No one else had anything as formal as him, but it was his daily outfit, especially going anywhere further than two blocks from his house.

Girl (whispering): ‘Hey!’

The school uniform clad girl waved at him with such delight he could not feign coolness and ignore her. He had sat at the same spot for the four days of research and she was always there, alone working on her textbooks.

Girl (whispering): ‘What do you work as?’

James signalled for her to stop talking and scribbled the answer on a piece of blank paper, sliding it to her.

Scientist

She turned the words around towards him and drew a :) smiley next to it, causing him to lose his focus and returned a smile at her. He was there to finalise his report and it took no longer than thirty minutes, where he then packed and got ready to leave.

The student suddenly started packing her books as well and a midair ‘stop’ sign made him hold back from standing up, and she quickly threw her bag over her shoulders.

Girl (whispering): ‘Where are you going?’

His lips read ‘office’ and she pulled the straps tighter on her bag. They walked out of the library and went into his car, where she sat casually as though he had agreed to let her follow him.

They drove to a dull looking building about ten minutes away and a quick flash of his access card slide the glass door open. They went past a few more doors within and stopped at his office, where a fold out bed among a bookshelf got her attention.

James went to work on his laptop for a while more, sending the documents into the intranet network before taking his coat off, leaning back on his lavish leather-lined office chair relaxed.

Girl: ‘Your office is so cool! What kind of scientist are you?’

His fingers pointed to a rectangular glass box as he walked to it, retrieving a metallic flask that showed a blue liquid through a narrow window. He then went over to the sweet little girl and unscrewed the lid, holding it near her nose for her to take a deep breath in.

An icy chill ran through her spin to immobilise her limbs but it felt more like a relaxation med than an evil one. He hooked a earpiece-like device to her left ear and then placed an identical one on his. Her eyes were fixated on the earpiece he had that blinked a few times before the green light stay lit.

Mysteriously, her hands started to move towards her top and began unbuttoning it, stripping herself naked almost naturally. She knew he was doing something to her but did not know what it was. It didn’t matter if he saw her naked cause he did nothing to scare her.

Squinting her eyelids a little, she imagined him loosening his tie and he did, with a few seconds delay. Before she got him naked, he had her fingers on her pussy, rubbing pleasure into her mind. As hard as she tried, she got his hand on his dick as well, jerking his erection in her direction.

The whole awkward scene continued for about three minutes, to each of them trying to stay focused. James who was nude, had defined abs to make her view more pleasant. He knew how to override the control and she quickly learnt that as well. With sheer force, they could stop doing what their partners wanted but it would meant losing control too.

James then made a short whistle to get her attention, and bite his teeth twice to make two click sounds. The curious lady did the same and a little ache was felt on the temple on the side where she wore the controller. The eye nearest to that ache flashed a few times and they had exchanged the view of one eye with each other.

A new sensation of pleasure filled one side of her body, feeling exactly what he felt when she made him masturbate for him. He too, had felt the same soothing, calm waves through his privates as she fingered herself, bringing their mutual mind-control to the next level.

Once they were accustomed to the foreign nature of the pleasure, he made her hold his dick and leaned her head closer to it, opening her mouth wide with sheer imagination. With single vision, he moved her head back and forth over his dick, sucking and licking his dick that was twitching in her mouth.

She did not just let him get his way too, making him reach forward with his hands on her nipples and toying with them, causing moans to happen. After a few minutes, she got him to pull away and he turned her over on her own, raising her ass into doggie.

Now, she is fully aware that her virginity was about to be taken. And she could easily end all this by taking the earpiece on. Instead, her mind was picturing a scene, one she felt at a hundred percent real-time. His hands went on her waist and his hips moving forward at her pussy, where she could see through the ‘eye-sharing’.

She was in fact, taking her own virginity with another body. No matter how she imagined him to stop right there, the movements of her pussy got her moving in another direction.

Within a minute, he was grunting like a bear, having his dick sinking into a pussy way younger than girls his age. It was small, warm and overwhelmingly wet. He could feel his anus clenching at the same time she tightened. The poor but horny girl on the other hand, was feeling the rhythmic throbs of his manhood, with an urge to thrust.

During the struggle to push James out, he was certain there was no way to overpower an unwilling girl and wanted to give up on his experiment. Somehow, an invisible force shoved him right back in and all resistance was broken.

Take it deep Clara!‘, she screamed loudly as his body lost all control, ramming his groin on her thighs. In response to her submission, he gave his anus a little push and felt her squeeze down on him, so ever breath-taking that cause Clara to moan out loud.

James placed her hands on the wall and pushed herself backwards while she forced him to pound her harder, totally blowing her own mind with her umm.. own mind.

The compounded effect of pleasure drove their bodies to release a lethal dose of adrenaline, fucking each other at speeds never designed for her small frame to handle. Orgasms were felt throughout his body and the urge to cum simply hovered around his balls without any chance to ejaculate.

It could be that he wasn’t present in his own mind, or that she had no idea how to ‘shoot’.

Immediately, he slowed his thoughts down and Clara regained her sanity, ending his merciless rampage through her own pussy.

Clara: ‘You need to cum.’

James sighed when he heard that and stumbled on the bed enlightened. All of a sudden, he felt her control over him weaken and she was kneeling between his legs, head closing in on his dick. He closed his eyes and pictured the most perfect blowjob, executed by a defenceless sweetheart that let him did what he wished for.

Those luscious pink lips stroked his shaft continuously, and he could feel how his throat was tickled by the deep throat. Things never felt so peaceful for him before and he just kept her going. He did not forget her needs and placed her hand on her pussy, touching that tiny clit while she sucked him off.

Gradually, his biological response returned and his body loaded his load seamlessly, pulling the trigger to empty his rounds into her mouth. Not wanting her to take it unwillingly, he let her mouth opened in front of his dick when he sprayed and all of it was caught perfectly.

He had her reach for a box of tissue nearby and spat it out, all and every drop of the thick, white fluid he gave her.

Both of them panting, he clicked his teeth before her and guided her to remove the earpiece. When she took it off, her body collapsed to the side and she was barely awake.

He went over to her side and planted a kiss on her forehead, before tucking her under the sheets.

When Clara woke up, he was in his chair, and a gorgeous two-piece outfit was on her. A spaghetti top with an overlay of straps hanging freely on her back, black and thin enough for the all-year summer weather. For her bottoms, it was a thigh-length skirt with beautiful, intricate, curly lines sewn into it, made of materials thick enough to eliminate her worries of it being too sheer.

Clara: ‘My uniform?’

He pointed the end of his pen to the bag at the edge of the bed and she hugged the most memorable school experience in her arms. James took his bag and then hers, walking out to the secretive rows of doors and into the carpark.

A quick input of her six digit postal code later, they were on their way home. Right before she undid her seatbelt, he held her head in his hands and gave her another peck.

Clara: ‘Will you call me or something?’

He took his phone from the dashboard and scrolled a few pages, to her name and phone number. With another delighted cute smile from the innocent school girl, she left his car and went straight to the lift landing.

James (whispering): ‘Scientist’

And that’s how she would remember him by for the rest of their days of experiments to come.