Reserved Load

Hao: ‘Why you wear tennis skirt? No other skirts ah?”
Liying: ‘Just wear lo. Keep at home for what?’

The thought of his reservist buddies eyeing his girl was bad enough (most of them had seen her before), and she had to wear such suggestive clothing to fetch him. Luckily for the quick dispersal of his camp mates, he did not make up too big a fuss about her attire.

They hopped into a cab after he bade them goodbye, with her acting all fidgety during the short wait. He was tired as fuck after the pre-book out foot drill but her hands all over him almost angered him in the taxi.

Hao (wearily): ‘Eh.. Don’t disturb me la. I’m damn shag leh.’
Liying: ‘Okok. I’ll be good k?’

She quietly intertwined their fingers and brought his lazy hand up her skirt, where his eyes suddenly opened wide.

Hao (whispering): ‘You didn’t wear anything?!’
Liying (whispering): ‘Shh!’

Seated behind the driver, she could well guide him between her thigh gap and let him grope a feel of her shaved pussy. He couldn’t sit still anymore after knowing his girlfriend was horny and proceeded to probe at her clit, massaging the swollen tip slowly while she rubbed through his No.4 trousers.

Once the cab reached his place, they got off and took the stairs, lugging his heavy equipments on their shoulders. Before they could reach the second, he had already gave up. The bags were dropped onto the floor and he gracefully swung her into a corner, forcing his lips on her. Though she had a sporty skirt on, the tight shirt she wore was just emphasising on her small boobs. He quickly lifted her shirt and took her bra off, sucking on her nipples to hear her moan.

Liying (whispering): ‘Slowly dear.. They are all yours.’

As his fingers wriggled through her wet labia, her height increased slightly from his rough penetration. Her mind was as high as how tight her pussy was over his finger.

Liying: ‘Take it out for me?’
Hao: ‘You want you take it out yourself.’
Liying: ‘Tsk.’

She spent the next minute struggling with the buttons on his fly, all the time moaning to his thrusting hand. She had never shaved before in her life, and this time, she had shown him how crazily she missed him.

Liying: ‘Let me suck you.’
Hao: ‘You better don’t let your teeth touch me hor.’

She nodded eagerly and let him lean against the wall, kneeling on his bag and giving his cock a lick. Within seconds, his hand went behind her back and his cock slid easily into her mouth, with ample suction drawing blood to its tip. For five days, he had never gotten hard once and it was obvious from his hardness. Somehow, his workout routine had even made his little head bigger.

The stairwell was filled with groans from her slurping lips, pressing onto his shaft tightly. In front of him, was his little girl engulfing his cock into a hot and wet mouth.

Hao: ‘Turn around and use my bag. Let’s do doggy here.’

His heavy field pack was dragged a distance to let her rest her bent forearms while he took a high-kneel position. Without a condom like usual, he split his girl’s ass opened as his dick forced its way through, curling her toes from where he could see.

Hao: ‘Shiok bo? Big right?’
Liying: ‘Argh.. Why so big? Move slowly can?’
Hao: ‘Painful?’
Liying: ‘A little bit?’

He jerked her waist back and plunged deep into her against her wishes, filling his senses up with pure pleasure. At that point, there was no more ‘gentle’ or ‘slowness’ in him, just deep, hard thrusts that sent her biting down on his bag. The tiny waist felt really soft in his strengthened hands, making her feel weak in his backward pulls.

There was no words to describe how much juices she leaked except for the wet testicles she had given him. Her short skirt had a wet patch at the hems but there was no stopping him. Violent entries made her regret her decision to do it in public, for she could not scream like she needed to. For Hao, he was high in confidence, about his new-found stamina and delayed ejaculation.

Liying (moaning): ‘Boyboy! I’m cumming! Ahh!’

Her pussy got more unbearable to a stage he had to stop, buried in her deepest end that pulsated along his cock. He did not let her rest much and resumed thrusting, to the twitching, pleading girl in front.

Liying (moaning): ‘Stop stop! It’s super sensitive now.. Please!’

Her pleas fell to deaf ears as he launched his full fledged attack on her, flanking her in just one direction. The momentum had caused him to lose control, ramming her puffed up vagina mercilessly.

Hao (grunting): ‘Shooting!’

When he mentioned that word, he was a few strokes away but she just fell away from him, leaving his cock throbbing in the air.

Hao: ‘What the fuck? Come back!’

Liying hastily turned around and covered her pussy, admitting to him that she had skipped the birth-control pills. Knowing that there was nowhere else he would cum (she disliked CIM), she decided to swallow his cock in full. The shocked NSman fell on his bum and let the ‘doggy-style’ girl suck him off, head bobbing up and down between his trousers.

After five minutes of tireless head, he grabbed her head and shoved her into his groin. His hips trembled non-stop as cum exited his shaft, pumping his week’s load of cum down her stomach. Her moving throat triggered all the cum he had stored up and drained him of strength in an instant.

Once he was done, he let her go and she just laid exhausted on his bags, catching rapid breaths.

Liying: ‘You shoot a lot ah? I feel full.’
Hao: ‘Of course la. One week leh. And I get to shoot in your mouth.’

They finished the packet of wet tissue she had to clean themselves, before making their way upstairs.

Mother: ‘Liying! You fetch Hao home ah? So nice.’

Fifteen minutes of welcoming and unpacking later, his mother had dragged his dad out of the house for supper. Back in his room, he was overwhelmed by tireness, unable to move a limb. At that moment, it was Liying who gave him a massage, before it turned into another erotic fingernail-play that made him hard again.

Hao (wearily): ‘Again?’
Liying: ‘Just lie down and don’t move.’

Her wonderful lips went over his cock again and she rode him as if they had not fucked earlier, full of vigour he could not match. The second load was his final one after he came into her mouth again, giving her the ‘supper’ after ‘dinner’. The duo slept till noon the next day, where she was up and working on his morning wood before he even opened his eyes.

Instead of breaking up with Hao during his unescapable NS fate, Liying had decided to embrace the chance to discipline his raging hormones, rewarding him with unparalleled, intense sex marathons during his bookouts. Just imagine the first load(s) she would get to feel inside her every week.

Thankfully for the birth-control..

Strawberry Daughter

Voice (shouting): ‘Daddy!’

I turned around to see Strawberry in a white singlet and flaring black skirt, the pink bra straps attracting all my attention on her protruding collarbone.

Me: ‘Eh. Don’t shout so loud la.’
Strawberry: ‘People excited ma. So you brought everything?’
Me: ‘You sure you want to picnic there? There might be people walking past leh.’
Strawberry: ‘Yupp! It’s something new ma. And I’m sure no one will walk there.’

Lugging the reusable tote bag behind her, we went up a block of flat nearby, headed for the top most floor where a single unit occupied the roof access ladder.

Strawberry: ‘Here!’
Me: ‘Wow. How did you find this place?’
Strawberry: ‘I use to come here with my friends when we ponten school. So I know lo.’

Upon placing my bag on the ground, she ransacked it for the groundsheet I brought and laid it neatly down, unloading a thick wool towel from her bag. The floor was pretty ventilated and the cool evening weather made our secret ‘hideout’ extra cosy. Once we took out the boxes of sandwiches and fried tapas, she cuddled up to me in front of my iPad resting on my knees.

Strawberry: ‘So what movies did you bring?’

I scrolled through the file manager to show her my personal porn collection, and finally settled on a food related show. The dark skies came together with the movie ending, empty boxes stacked away in my empty bag. Somehow, that quiet time spent with her was a very rewarding one, especially after working for months without rest. She was the simple, naive daughter of my regular masseur, one that I had not visited in a long time. She had entrusted her girl to me, to fulfil her desire for a daddy to love her, though we were more like a couple whenever we went on dates.

Ten years, was our age gap. We had endured the disproving eyes of those who assumed, and confused the minds of those who wondered. In the privacy of the discreet corner in the HDB flat, we had the chance to spend quality time together, and experienced intimacy we had no had since a long time.

Me: ‘So I am your daddy now?’
Strawberry: ‘Yupp. Can?’
Me: ‘Can. As long as you are happy.’

My iPad had returned to my bag and we were just sitting side-by-side listlessly, awaiting for one of us to start playing. As ‘daddy’, I paved the way by pulling the stretchy waistband of my shorts open, to let her sensible hand enter the hotspot. There were no words to describe how much I missed her bodily contact, especially her hands that reminded me of the erotic times we spent.

Her flare skirt was easy to slip into and the disappearance of her panties made it possible for my fingers to rub her clit. That familiar moans of hers filled up the corridor quickly, turning me on even harder as she stroked my dick in anticipation.

Strawberry: ‘Daddy.. let your baby taste you.’

She flattened the towel under her body before lying on her chest perpendicular to my groin, spending no more than a minute to tie her hair into a long ponytail. Thereafter, my eyes went shut to her thirsty mouth, sucking my huge straw for what’s worth. Generous flow of saliva lubricated the shaft, and tiny lips wrapped tightly around my girth for the perfect seal. I could felt how much better she got with the blowjob, without a single bit of teeth scraping me.

Relaxed – was the only word worthy for all that my mind experienced, with gentle waves of eroticism flowing through my body.

Me: ‘Girl, come on top of daddy.’

She eagerly went on her knees and raised her skirt up clumsily, as if she was showing the whole world how smooth she was below. Climbing over my hips, she took her time to lower herself over my erection, piercing my blood-filled organ into the softest deep-skin tissue within her body.

Me: ‘You know how to move?’
Strawberry: ‘I try.’

Her feet went next to my bum and she changed to a squatting pose, squeezing my cock tighter in that unbearable new position. Before I could correct her, she was bouncing on my lap already, inhaling air with hisses to cope with the physical, self-inflicted bombardment of my cock deep in her pussy. Blood was being forced out of my cock after a few strokes and she could tell. Just as I shrunk, she stopped moving and displayed a pouting expression, showing me how lost she felt.

Strawberry: ‘How now brown cow?’
Me: ‘Haha. Silly girl. Come, get off me. I’ll doggy you.’

She leaned in for a kiss before turning her body around, facing the blank wall in front of me while we switched to the other position without disconnecting. I held her fleshy, thin waist in preparation to fuck her, and she grabbed her towel to provide some cushioning under her elbows. Seconds later, loud slapping noises came from my relentless hammering from behind, driving her mind wild with moans she had to muffle with her towel.

Her pussy naturally tightened as I dived forcefully into her, making sure I hit her sensitive spots along her vaginal walls. Slowly, an airtight vacuum formed where our genitals touched and a shiver built up in her.

Strawberry (moaning): ‘Dadddyyyyy.. ‘

I had to stop myself from moving since we had no condom between us, and the milking motion of her pussy almost made me cum. Luckily, she did not make any signals nor say anything to get me moving again, or else the worst might have just happened.

Strawberry (panting): ‘Daddy.. Let’s change to something else. You’re going too deep.’
Me: ‘Missionary?’
Strawberry: ‘Don’t want. The floor so hard. Any other pose?’

I thought for a moment before getting on my feet, and went to the wall with the huge opening to see the opposite block. As it was on the window side of the flat, no one would be able to look up to spot us. Placing her in front of me, I tapped on the ledge of the window and she raised her knee, for me to lift to spread her legs super wide (almost doing a standing split).

She had to hold onto me for balance but I was more focused on getting my dick inside her. A quick squat lowered my body enough to slip past her wet hole and we found myself as deep in her pussy as the doggy earlier. Our height differences had caused me to reach further in her shorter height, though she was moaning differently too.

Strawberry: ‘I think you can hit my g-spot easier.’
Me: ‘How did you know?’
Strawberry: ‘You are already touching it without moving.’

I cupped my hands on her ass and hugged her closer, while jutting my hips at the widened gap between her legs. This time, she wasn’t as tight, but I realised there wasn’t going to be much changes in terms of sensitivity. Her vaginal walls felt softer, but they were wrapped as tightly around me as from the start.

Me (groaning): ‘Daddy isn’t going to last long in this.’
Strawberry (moaning): ‘It’s okay daddy. Just keep going.. make your baby girl happy.’

We continued fucking faster and faster, competing to outlast each other. The overwhelming pleasure on my dick was pushing me closer and closer over the edge, and I was slamming deep into her so she would cum more. Our sex got more intense the moment after she came, her hug around my neck getting tighter to tell me she wasn’t going to let me go.

Suddenly, I felt an alarm going off in my mind and I arched my hips backwards, pulling my juice-covered cock out of her abruptly.

Strawberry: ‘Daddy? Cumming now?’

She had to carry her leg off the window and went on her knees before me, poking the tip of my dick into her mouth while her hand jerked me off.

Me (groaning): ‘Baby!’

Instead of sucking harder, she pulled her shirt and bra away from her chest and aimed my dick into the gap. The final straw came as she continued pumping my cock and out came my little soldiers, spraying all over her chest and flowing into her bra. She kept rubbing my dick head with her collarbone to get me cumming non-stop, and did not stop until I slipped slightly against the wall.

Quickly taking my spent cock into her mouth again, she released her grip on my shaft and did a hands-free blowjob, shoving her face in the direction of my groin with a hint of revenge. A man’s body could only take so much pleasure and I wasn’t any different. In an attempt to stop her, I had to push her away (to no avail) and dodged her playful ‘come come’ hand signs.

Me (begging): ‘I can’t take it anymore.. ‘
Strawberry: ‘Hehe. Okay la. Let daddy off this time.’

We made our way back to our play area and wore our clothes back, cleaning ourselves up with the big packet of wet tissues I packed.

Strawberry: ‘Daddy, let’s go and meet my mummy now. The company is having a small dinner.’
Me: ‘Now?!’

We wasted no more time and took a cab to a neighbourhood coffeeshop, where a bunch of sexy, well-endowed masseur gathered around a table filled with beer bottles.

Mother: ‘J! Finally! Come come. Sit here.’

I took the spot next to one of her mum’s staff, while Strawberry sat on my other side. Binge eating and drinking to a waste with them, hands did not take long to start running all over my thigh, initiated by the staff seated next to me. Strawberry, of course, was too drowsy to realise her ‘daddy’ was being taken advantage of.

The question that’s left for that night, is where I will end up after the meal.

Hot Wifing

Claudia: ‘Dear, I’m going to walk my friend out of the condo. And chat up with him too.’
Husband: ‘Sure. Go ahead. See you soon man!’

One of my best friend at the first job I had, we were actually close on the spiritual level, talking about life and deep stuff while we worked together. Now that she is married to her dream guy, a rich and smart guy, their luxurious house did not disappoint me at all. According to her, I was the one who pulled her together during the most complacent time of her life, pushing her to strive for more. Granting me with the honour to privately dine with her husband and her as part of the house warming, I could tell he was thankful I had been part of her life.

Claudia: ‘Want to take the stairs? It’s only four stories.’
Me: ‘Sure.’

We pushed the heavy wooden door into a vacant stairwell, filled with a stale scent of concrete. Well, there was completely no airflow at all. I took the first step down and saw that she wasn’t following, standing on level ground right after entering the door.

Me: ‘Changed your mind?’
Claudia: ‘No. Something else. Come up first.’

I curiously walked back to her and she lifted my forearms to her waist, planting her lips harshly onto mine. Her hands were quick to slip under my shirt and easily went into my shorts, digging right to my underwear and handling my cock delicately.

Me (whispering): ‘Hey hey.. You just got married man.’
Claudia (whispering): ‘That’s why I am doing the one thing I wanted to do before my future is set.’
Me: ‘Please.. ‘

The lavender scent from her was mesmerising and my cock was long erected to her fondling hands. As we made out, I casually raised her shirt above her chest, to feel a pair of unprotected boobs firm and perky in my palms. Her finger on my lips forbidden me to say or do anything, while she went down on her knees before me, licking the sides of my shaft with vigour.

Claudia: ‘Mmm.. yummy.. ‘

I mind instantly went blank when I entered her saliva-filled jaws, lips focused on teasing the ring under the ‘hood’. Not before long, I was groaning my lungs out as she sucked me dry (or wet), swirling around my tip with that nimble tongue.

I could bear no more pleasure and I picked her up, pinning her against the wall and taking her nipple into my hungry mouth. Nibbling and grinding my teeth on them, her hand never stopped stroking my cock despite my bent back, headed for the edge together just like how we argued our own beliefs in the past. Same act, different perspective, but a satisfying competition, except this time, it was orgasms we were exchanging.

When she finally took a step away from me, she was still wearing her shorts. But a minute later, she had removed it and let her tight, long shirt cover part of her ass. The moment she bent over the concrete parapet of the stairs, her pussy appeared from between her ass cheeks, as if hurrying me to plug her hole.

Me (whispering): ‘Raw?’
Claudia: ‘He’s the only guy I fucked, and I am on the pill. I trust you.’

Walking up to her standing doggie pose, I spread my legs to get on the same playing field, before sticking my rod into her. Our lips went back to mixing salivas as my hips worked hard, thrusting deeply in a rhythmic tempo.

Claudia (panting): ‘Ahh.. (catching her breath) I’m cumming! Arghh!’

I sank my cock deep into her and held my position, embracing the closure of her vaginal walls around my shaft. Her cervix blocked any blood escaping my rod and made me swell even more, my mind experiencing all of that in real time.

Claudia: ‘Keep going.. ‘

I dragged her two feet away from the parapet and she held onto the edge, while I increased my speed and depth, hitting her sensitive spots repeatedly. As my own climax approached, her muscles were growing stiff and I could no longer pull her body against mine.

Me (panting): ‘You alright?’
Claudia (panting): ‘Yeah. Let’s try something exciting this time.’

She stood upright and let my cock slip out of her, turned to me and did a little hop to kola bearhug me. I quickly changed my hands to hold onto the wall behind her as she adjusted her height, still sitting comfortably over my dick.

Claudia: ‘Don’t throw me over the edge k?’
Me: ‘This is actually quite dangerous.’
Claudia: ‘No support behind me huh?’

A little half-squat mounted her on my thighs and I bounced her up and down, shoving my cock way deep into her tight pussy. She was moaning wilder than before, probably affected by the ‘nothing’ behind. Gradually, my cock suffocated from the shrinking meat wrap and I was moving even faster.

Me (groaning): ‘Claudia.. ‘
Claudia (smiling): ‘Keep going baby.. ‘

My legs finally gave up and she took over the chore, rocking up and down until I went on my knees to put her against the wall. She remained in the air as I came with all my might, draining all of my energy I recovered from dinner.

The dismount was an awkward one, but nonetheless a relief for my legs. I flipped myself around to lean against the wall, panting out of my lazy body which had not gotten any exercises in a long time. As for Claudia, she insisted on making me stand and went down on me again.

This time, she reversed the back flow of blood by sucking even harder, and driving me crazy with the heightened sensitivity. Given there was no space to back off, my dick went from high, to numb, and back to normal in the three minutes she blew.

I could only hold her long hair away from her face as she brought me to another climax, emptying me into her mouth for the second round. She stood up and swallowed it with her mouth wide open, giving me another surprise for that night. After wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she pulled me in again, for a final peck.

Holding me by my hand, we went out the door and were in time to see her husband taking out the trash, in our perspiring state.

Husband: ‘So you told him?’
Claudia: ‘I showed him.’

He gave me a wink and Claudia dragged me into the card access lift.

Claudia: ‘You are the one person I cannot thank enough for what you did. And he is cool about you doing me too.. that’s why.’
Me: ‘I thought I was going to keep that secret for the rest of my life.’
Claudia: ‘Only from your future wife. But anytime you want to fuck, you can come find me.’

I had no idea how opened minded he was, or how she convinced him to let me have sex with her. We continued to meet after that night, and he was absolutely cool about us having sex, just never in their place. A reasonable request I must say.

Sexually Bullied

After a long and boring day at school, Simon went up his block using his stairs to get a little exercise going before he starts on his homework. Just two flights up the stairs, he heard shouts coming from above, and switched to ninja mode to continue his way up.

Girl (shouting): ‘Oi!’

One of the girls in school uniform ran down to him and dragged him by his hair up to the platform between the second and third floor, holding him by the neck against a wall. He could hear the soft sobbing sounds from the girl next to him, squatting and hugging her knees with crumpled clothes.

Bully: ‘Why you so kaypo?’
Simon: ‘I’m just passing through.’
Bully: ‘Geh kiang right? Take the stairs.’

Two slaps went across his cheeks and the book in his hand fell to the floor. Another girl grabbed the long hair of the girl squatting in the corner and brought her to his feet, pushing her head towards his groin.

Bully: ‘Take off his pants.’
Girl: ‘I don’t want.’
Bully: ‘Don’t make me repeat myself. Go.’

She approached his pants with shivering hands and unbuckled, pulling them down and out under his shoes. In Simon’s mind, he knew what was about to happen but the pen knives in the bullies’ hands frightened him as much. When the blade was pulled along the seams of his underwear, he could only stay very still, and his dick was soon dangling in the eyes of the excited ladies.

Bully: ‘Trish, suck it. You like being a slut right?’
Trish (crying): ‘No.. please.. ‘

Her head was forced to his cock and her face was rubbed in his groin, until she opened her mouth to let him into her warm lips. Using the tears and mucus mix of saliva, his body sent blood down to his genital and it grew right in her mouth. As she continued sucking, the girls began taking their phones out and kept them pointed at his lower half.

Bully: ‘Okok. Stop. Don’t be a despo.’

She was knocked on her bum and the camera crew did a few close up shots of his cock and her disheveled face. Two of the bullies went to work stripping her skirt off while the third kept filming, struggle lasting a good five minutes before her bare pussy was seen.

Bully (whispering): ‘Are you a virgin?’

A shy nod answered.

Bully: ‘But don’t tell me you don’t finger yourself.’
Trish (whispering): ‘I do.’

Again, she was dragged on her ass to the steps and pinned on the edges, while Simon was made to kneel between her legs. The camera girl and her friend stayed with Trish while the bigger of them went behind Simon, applying her body weight to lower his hips.

Bully: ‘Trish, don’t make me dirty my hand. Put it in yourself.’

Faced with armed assiliants, pitiful Trish could not afford to say no and guided his cock into her pussy. Slowly, Simon’s groin touched base with hers and the bully was sitting on Simon’s back, bouncing him back and forth to fuck their common enemy.

His erection only grew bigger seeing how helpless she was, and the soft moans could only be heard by him. Besides her running nose, her mouth was wide open and panting with his increase in speed.

Bully: ‘Eh! Fuck her till you cum! And don’t be stupid to cum inside her. It will be your problem if you do that.’

The deadweight on his back disappeared and the girls went behind Simon, cheering and filming the amateur porn clip happening at a public stairwell. Trish finally embraced her unescapable ordeal and let him pound her out of misery, replacing her shame with orgasms that made her moan out loud.

They remained in that position for almost ten minutes, going at different speed and giving Trish almost three orgasms.

Simon: ‘I’m cumming soon.’
Bully: ‘Stand up.’

They did not rush his sluggish movements to get on his feet and helped Trish to sit upright. Gently guiding her dazed body to hold his dick, her mouth swallowed his cock as they brought her nearer. Sucking and stroking the length she could not reach, it was all up to Simon to end the bullying.

In two minutes’ time, he gave a tap on her chin and gave a wink, out of the sight of the girls behind him. Pointing to his swallowing throat, Trish had no idea what he meant until he signalled his load coming. The few ‘ahh ahh ahh’ noises he made confused Trish at the start, but her throat quickly started swallowing to put up a staged ‘swallowing of cum’ show for her bullies.

Bully: ‘Open your mouth and show me.’
Trish: ‘I swallowed it already.’
Bully: ‘Stupid slut.. ‘

The girls brought Simon to a corner and played a short portion of the sex clip as a warning, before making their way out of the crime scene with Trish’s skirt and safety shorts.

Simon was overwhelmed by the unexpected mess and he just slid down the wall on his back, sitting listlessly watching Trish gather herself on the stairs.

Trish (sniffing): ‘Thank you.’

He couldn’t say a single word after realising he could be considered one of her attackers, and just sat motionless. Trish went over to his side and he understood what dilemma she was in – bottomless. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a pair of jersey shorts for her and she happily put it on, though too big for her tiny waist.

Trish: ‘You weren’t actually cumming just now right?’
Simon: ‘I was a minute away.’

She stayed with her hero and willingly reached for his cock, jerking it from a tiny stub to thickness. Simon did not reject her offer and let her pump his manhood, groaning sensually in the isolated staircase until he creamed all over her hand.

Simon: ‘Sorry I took your virginity.’
Trish: ‘Was it your first?’
Simon: ‘Yeah.’
Trish: ‘Then would you be my boyfriend?’

The decade-old ‘seal the deal with sex’ belief was suddenly brought back to life, and she was invited back to his place for a change of clothes. Thanks to his understanding sister, Trish had a set of presentable outfit to go home in, but not before they continued exploring their sexual side with another intense, trauma-relieving round of sex in the comfort of his bed.

Trish: ‘I think I will be more wet if we did it outdoors again. Want to try it tomorrow?’

Simon’s guilt completely disappeared when she asked him to be his boyfriend, but now, his dick was hard again with the thought of fucking in public wearing their school uniforms. The next day, they found another block that had more elderly residents, and in the dark corner of the stairs, they engaged in hot, passionate raw sex without any protection.

Amazing Race

Girl: ‘Umm.. Excuse me. Can you come with me for a while?’
Me: ‘What’s it about?’
Girl: ‘Nothing much. I lost a dare. My friends are just there.’

The cardigan-clad girl in white inner wear and tight bandage skirt pointed at a bunch of people with heavily dyed hair, a couple of them wearing silvery accessories on their ears. Seeing that I’m almost done with my coffee, I picked my bag and followed her, to be greeted by fist bumps from the guys.

Boss: ‘Okay. Very simple. She’s new to our gang, so she has to do a dare. Asking you over is the first part, the second part, is to let her treat you as her boyfriend for an hour. You in a hurry?’

The tall and inked girl was introduced as the boss, smoking in her tight t-shirt and leggings. The new girl that asked me over earlier looked really tensed, but the guys were all nodding and winking at me. If I were to back out, I had no idea what might happen to her, so I agreed. The boss whispered something to the girl and she came up next to me, slipping her hand under my arm very falsely unafraid.

Girl: ‘I’m Elly. You don’t have to tell me your name. Just act as my boyfriend today k?’

I nodded in style and walked ahead of the gang with my ‘girlfriend’, up a block of flat to a level where the lights weren’t working. A guy and girl stood guard with their boss at the top of the staircase while another two guys and a girl went to the lower floor, leaving Elly and I at the ‘halfway’ platform between two levels.

Boss: ‘You can start anytime.’

Elly went in front of me and pulled her jacket off her shoulders, allowing her single red highlighted hair to fall over her neck. The zipper in the middle of her white spaghetti split ways at her navel and her black bra popped into my view.

Elly: ‘Just relax k? I just need to make my boyfriend happy.’
Me: ‘Hey wait. I’m not going to get involved in this. You got the wrong person.’

I could not bring myself to enjoy any of this ‘entry process’ at her expense, even if she was the willing party. When I looked at her boss, all she did was to shake her head and I knew there was no other way around it. Chosen I was, and wrong was I to agree.

She grabbed my both my wrists and placed my palms on her ribs. When she hugged me tightly, I knew what I needed to do. My hands went behind her back and unclasped the hooks, freeing her breasts from the bra she slipped out under her top. Though her bra was completely removed, her zip-top could still provide adequate cover if we were walked into. As I moved on to massage her bare chest, she unzipped her skirt, letting it crumple at her feet in a single move.

Slowly, we walked to a wall where I pinned her against, and my mouth was guided to her perky chocolate-coloured nipples. Sucking wildly at those tits, she blindly reached for my jeans and undid whatever needed to whip my cock out. In that tense, unescapable situation, my boner did not fail me and got as hard as it could, growing stiffer in her clumsy stroking hand.

Boss: ‘Suck him off. Don’t waste time.’

Elly immediately dropped to her knees and pointed my dick downwards, shutting her eyes to get ready for some cock-tasting. My rod slid easily into her moistened lips and she sucked me off in a scooping motion, brushing my dickhead across her resting tongue before dragging it along the top of her jaw. Beyond her moving head, I could spot her rubbing her own pussy, relieving the discomfort and shyness of giving a stranger a blowjob.

Sensing that I was as hard as a rock, she finally stopped to catch her breath. Right then, a condom flew through the air and skid on the concrete floor, signalling us to move on. Elly tore the wrapper away and capped me, standing on her feet to resum her handjob while awkwardly waiting for the next instruction.

Guy: ‘Bro, just fuck her la. She’s really noob man.’

She suddenly sobered up and placed one feet a few steps above, holding my dick and pulling it towards her groin. A half-squat entry was initiated and I could totally feel her pain when I entered her, making shallow thrusts as more of my dick went inside. Soon, the tight hug around my neck confirmed her readiness and moans started coming as I moved my hips, digging deep into her with upward strokes.

Elly (whispering): ‘Oh yes.. fuck me real good.. ‘

I gave in to my dark dark desires and rammed harder into her, moving on to pick her raised feet up and straddling it over my shoulder. The two of us stood on three legs while I hammered her senseless, to the soft clapping sounds from the guys. We began making out halfway through the sex and eyes grew bigger at the sight of our affection.

Before long, we could no longer focus on our guards and I led Elly to the handrails, bending her back forward to reveal her curves that went around her ass in a perfect doggie stance. Slamming my cock between her pussy lips, I grabbed her hair and pounded her deeply, gouging her vagina with my dick that only got bigger with anticipation.

Her vocal volume was turned up and she had to be muffled by my hand, yet the sex never slowed down. Loud dripping noises came from our feet, where her juices flowed freely out of her pussy. As orgasms hit her more and more frequently, her sensual, shy moans pushed me closer to my orgasm.

After fucking that squishy, tight pussy for five full minutes, I could not hold back anymore and was about to blow my load in a matter of strokes.

Me (groaning): ‘Elly, I’m gonna cum.. ‘
Boss (shouting): ‘You better take it all in your mouth. I don’t want to see his cum.’

I pulled out of her instantly once the sentence ended and Elly spun herself around, planting her ass on a step while waving for me to go closer. Finger snaps went off continuously and zipper sounds dolby surrounded us. The girls turned away towards the brighter corridors, while the guys came made their way to our sweaty bodies.

Blocked by three guys and watched by the boss, Elly kept sucking despite what her widened eyes was telling me. Fear, was all I could see when they stroked their dicks grinning, ready to take over her once I was done.

I stretched my hand out to Elly and she grabbed it firmly, while her other hand clenched her skirt and jacket tightly.

Me (shouting): ‘SHOOTING! SHOOTING!’

I turned to the guys towards the lower floor and made them dodge my spraying hose, creating a path for Elly and I to dash through. Knocking the non-participating girl onto the ground, we went into the lift and quickly put on enough clothing to return to civilisation. Never had I felt so much adrenaline in my life before and the shuttle run aspect of IPPT finally made sense to me.

Running hand-in-hand, we made our way up another block without looking back, rather not know where they are and focus on sprinting with all our might. Vulgarities were recited loudly as footsteps scrambled around, running chills down my spine since a long time ago.

Elly stayed in my arms as we hid ourselves at one of the unit’s door, even holding our breaths when we imagined them getting close. Minutes passed like hours and we dare not venture to the lower levels, settling down at one of the stairs since we weren’t in a hurry to get caught.

Elly: ‘Thank you for getting me out of there. I don’t want to join them anymore.’
Me (whispering): ‘You’re nothing like them Elly.’

Somehow, we ended up kissing where we sat and went for another round of raw, intense sex filled with excitement of doing it in public. I could feel her sense of security when she went all naked, fucking in multiple positions and letting me finish with a satisfying cumshot in her mouth.

Since I stayed nowhere near there, the journey home was safe and she spent the next day at my place, sleeping soundly till late noon where we went at it again. After that fateful night, the ITE graduate became my fling, surprisingly always on the ball when I ask her out for dates or sex, or both.

National Serviced

Nicole (WhatsApp): ‘Ivan, tomorrow is your first book out right?’
Ivan (WhatsApp): ‘Yeah. What’s up?’

In Nicole’s mind, all she could thought of was the sight of a dashing NS man, stroking himself to offload the days, or even weeks of pent up horniness.

Nicole (WhatsApp): ‘Nothing la. Want to go pick you up lo. Never been near a camp before.’

Ivan promptly agreed to let her pick him up after book out, knowing she’s a gorgeous girl at a sweet age of 19, and being classmates with her during his JC days. On the day of their meeting, she left house in a short, light blue sundress, walking briskly on her new heels. Confident was brimming as guys checked her out, and girls went green with jealousy. At the designated bus stop serving as the drop off point, there were other girls equally as sexy waiting for their guys, and a few cars with heads sticking out looking around impatiently.

Ivan (WhatsApp): ‘My bus is reaching le. What are you wearing?’
Nicole (WhatsApp): ‘Blue dress. You’ll see me.’

The bus turned into the bus stop and all the men in green unloaded quickly, not a single one ready to spend another minute in army. Ivan appeared towards the end of the queue and Nicole ran up to him, where his buddies just scanned her like a fat lamb that just walked into the lion’s den.

Nicole: ‘Hey! Wah. Looking so tan and fit huh?’

She was never more relieved to see him after deciding to do away with ‘surprise visit’, subconsciously knowing there was no way to know what time or which bus he was arriving in, let alone finding her green man among the ‘forestry’.

He briefly introduced her to his section mates, after which he set off with her leading the way into the quieter blocks of flat. All the while, he was feeling great about showing off his attractive friend to them, definitely making him more popular after the ‘pimping’ intro.

Ivan: ‘Eh. Where are we going uh? Not having dinner?’
Nicole: ‘I thought you said you ate before you book out? I have eaten already.’
Ivan: ‘Then where are we going?’
Nicole: ‘Don’t ask so much k? I wanna show you something.’

They went up a block of flat to the third highest floor, and made him sit on a step next to her. Without saying a word, she turned his face towards her silk-smooth skin, parting her lips so ever sexually to kiss him.

The surprised Ivan couldn’t comprehend her actions but did not pull away, instead breathing in the lavender fragrance coming from her. As she inhaled his warm breathes, her fingers went to his groin, unbuttoning them swiftly without much trouble.

Ivan (whispering): ‘What happened to you?’
Nicole: ‘I’m have a craving?’
Ivan: ‘For sex?’
Nicole (whispering): ‘For you.. ‘

Her hand located his rising pole and it easily popped out of his pants, getting thicker as she massaged it up and down. After he stripped her panties and bra from under her tempting dress, she moved her ass away from him as if she was done.

Ivan: ‘You.. ‘

The sudden descend of her back surprised him another time and her mouth went over his cock, saliva drooling all over his rod. Ivan head was thrown backwards, groaning noises escaping helplessly as her lips formed an air tight seal with strong suction within.

Just a bit further, and he would be blowing doing his live-firing, albeit with a water gun.

Ivan (groaning): ‘Nicole.. Nicole.. ‘

She stopped making slurping noises and returned to his orgasmic face, eyes barely open from exhaustion.

Nicole (whispering): ‘Why? Someone can’t take it anymore?’
Ivan (breathless): ‘Yeah. I’m going to cum in your mouth if you keep going.’
Nicole: ‘So you don’t want to cum huh?’
Ivan: ‘No. Not that. But.. ‘

She got on her feet and strolled to the centre gap of the handrail, aimlessly looking up to spot a familiar face of a section mate Ivan introduced earlier. Knowing that someone was watching her performance, there was an urge not to disappoint. Flipping the ends of her dress over her ass, she lowered her belly in standing-doggy position.

Nicole: ‘Are you going to ignore me?’

The tired boy raised his head to see her all ready, playfully waiting to be fucked. He got up in a split second and went to her ass, gently holding her small waist before sinking his shrinking cock into her. Keeping still after the initial entry, his cock extended beyond its earlier length and swelled inside her.

Taking in his full 7 inches of rock hard manhood, Nicole was that close to screaming her lungs out. Recalling the presence of his section mate, she flipped her head up to watch him jerking himself on the staircase diagonally across her side. She continued moaning non-stop against the rhythmic body jerks, until Ivan gave her ass a hard slap.

Ivan (moaning): ‘Fuck fuck.. I’m cumming!’

He grabbed her shoulders and slammed her down on his groin, hips buckling under the intense orgasm that filled her up with his overfilled cum storage. Finally giving way, he fell backwards and a small splattering noises echoed up the stairwell, wetting the ground between her legs with lumpy, thick cum that overflowed out of her pussy.

Nicole: ‘You came so much!’
Ivan: ‘Who’s the one sucking everything out of me huh?’

She merely gave a little squeeze and more cum created a puddle on the floor, urging them to get dressed and get out. She left her panties to him and stripped naked to put on her bra, giving the uninvited guest a view of her boobs before he took cover.

When their lift reached the first floor, that very same NS guy sat at the void deck, typing on his phone as if nothing has happened. Of course, Ivan went up to him and they spoke for a bit, long enough for her to writing her number on a paper and slipped it into one of his shirt pockets.

8263xxxx. Three of us together?

Fierce and Gentle

Girl: ‘Why you so stupid one? Service so slow.’

Jerlyn, with two of her ‘sisters’, harassed the male server in a cafe, venting their discontent over the higher prices which is the norm for a small outlet. The guy did not say a word and went back to his duties, half acknowledging the consolation his colleagues were giving. After thirty minutes, his shift ended and went to change out of his uniform, leaving just in time to see the three girls absent from their table.

Guy: ‘Bye guys. See you tomorrow.’

When he stepped out of the cafe, the girls were smoking right outside and continued to make fun of him, two of them even using vulgarities. But for Jerlyn, there was something different about him when he appeared in a white long-sleeved shirt and black pants, replacing his work shoes with a smooth leather one.

Jerlyn: ‘Eh. Let’s go. He is boring as shit.’

Deep down in her heart, he was no longer the quiet, accommodating man whom brought them their coffee. His smile, composure, and most importantly, style, made her doubted herself. At the bus stop where the girls separated, she was closely following where he was going. Realising he was waiting for his bus too, she followed an impulse to go up to him, and apologised for their rowdiness.

Guy: ‘It’s okay. You girls are the customers, and paid for my service. I’m actually a bit too relaxed just now.’

Jerlyn: ‘No la. It’s us. We are just unhappy about the price after we ordered. I’m Jerlyn.’

Guy: ‘And I’m Ryan.’

His bus came and she was about to board too. Letting her walk in front of him, she felt somewhat safe to have such a mature-thinking man getting her back. For the first time that day, her attire consisting of a white, loose tank top, shorts and partially exposed, bright red bra caused some awkwardness. Still, he took his seat next to her and she was so close to hugging his arm and lying on his shoulders.

Ryan: ‘Where are you heading?’
Jerlyn: ‘Novena. You?’
Ryan: ‘To Ang Mo Kio. I think I’m going to have a nap.’

An ‘ok’ was all she could muster and he slouched his body lower, head rolling left and right on the narrow headrest. Braving herself, Jerlyn sat up and pulled his head onto her shoulders, ensuring a comfortable nap for the overworked gentleman.

In a state of excited confusion, she did not know how to get him closer. She did not want to interrupt his sleep, nor worsen his impression of her. Before she could come up with anything, he slanted his body towards her, and threw his further arm around her resting hand.

Very gently, she took his hand and placed it higher above her elbows, then clamping his fingers so he could feel her bra. Catching him stealing a peek, the grin she could not hide hinted at something else.

Ryan slid his hand into the gapping arm hole of her top and cupped her bra, squeezing them a little before going down to her waist. Wriggling his way under those wireless cups, she took a sharp breath of air when his warm hand came in contact with her breast.

For the rest of the ride, she was just in a high mood, having both sides massaged back and forth till they reached her stop.

Jerlyn: ‘Let’s get off here. I know a place.’

They alighted hand in hand to staring eyes, especially attracted to her light blue ends of her hair. Everyone could tell she was an ah lian, attached to the most unlikely guy in the society. Going up a block of flat, everywhere was quiet with majority of the people at work.

Sensing how discreet that place was, Ryan wasted no time and pushed her against a wall, tilting her chin up and landing the most intense, yet soft kiss on her lips. It was so different from her boyfriends that was fierce and passionate, mostly treating ‘kisses’ as a foreplay to sex. In this case of Ryan, he was standing feet apart before her, squeezing his palms on her waist as he pecked his way down her neck. That was one move that got her hornier than ever and she gave in to undo her shorts during the necking.

Once her shorts were low enough, he slipped his hand across her belly and roamed straight down, over her satin thongs she bought on Qoo10. Moisture formed quickly as he rubbed her pussy fast, urging her to take his hand and just stuff it inside where it mattered most. While he was busy wetting his fingertips with her juices, his zipper was pulled down, and a piece of pink, red meat yanked out of the scratchy gold teeth.

Jerlyn stopped him after she was close to orgasm, squatting down to face the little predator against the dark black pants he wore. The lips-lick showed him how tantalising he looked and mouth that he disappeared into caused him to fall forward onto the wall above her.

Her studded tongue licked every inch of his foreskin and her lips sealed around his shaft perfectly. Drawing him hips back and forth, his saliva-covered cock easily slid through her lips. She just stayed still and let him pleasure himself for a bit, assisting with her tiny active tongue.

Alternating between his own movements and her head bobbing, he was too hard for his own good after a short while and pulled out of her, helping her on her feet so he could continue rubbing her off.

Jerlyn (shyly): ‘Do you want to fuck?’
Ryan: ‘I have a condom.’
Jerlyn: ‘Where is it?’

He reached into his bag for a blue wrapper and tore it open, putting it over his cock and watching Jerlyn rolled it down.

Ryan: ‘You always do it for your guy?’
Jerlyn: ‘They always ask me to.’

She automatically went over to the short, horizontal width of the metal handrail by the stairs and bent over, spreading her legs for him.

Ryan: ‘No. Please don’t just give me what you give your guy. Turn around.’

She did a spin to look at him right in the eyes and let him hold one of her legs up, taking in the glory of a thick cock piercing through her tight pussy. Unlike those painful starts she had while having sex, his slow entry eased her vaginal wall open so gently that all she felt was warmth – and pleasure.

After he was comfortably ‘home’, one of her legs were kept dangling in the air, knee bent over his forearm where his hand held the handrail where she intended to bend over. Slowly, his thrusts became faster and relaxed her body at a new rate, loosening her pussy so he could last longer.

It did not take long before she was moaning non-stop, body jerking against the metal railing as he rammed deeper into her.

Ryan: ‘Hold my neck and jump on me. I’ll hold your other leg too.’

She did as instructed and her legs were spread like never before in this new position. Carrying her to a wall, he was pounding her as fast as she could handle the orgasms that was being blasted into her. Waves after waves of trembling from an ah-lian-turned-shy girl, dripping noises came from her juices hitting the hard concrete floor.

Ryan (whispering): ‘I’m gonna cum soon. Want to get off? Or I finish in the condom?’
Jerlyn: ‘Let me down.. ‘

He slowed down to a stop and let her dismount his arms, both a little sore and tired from the lifting. She took her seat on the steps and unrolled his condom, catching a droplet of his pre-cum as he grabbed the handrail for support.

Ryan: ‘What are you going to do?’

She placed one hand under his balls and massaged them carefully, while her other hand went between her legs to collect some nectar. Cupping her wet palm over his shaft, she began jerking the length of his shaft while her mouth suckled his tip. The double, or rather triple (including his balls) pushed him over the edge and groans escaped the mouth of a guy who seemed to have total control of himself.

Listing to his whimper, she maintained her speed and let time did the work. Besides handjob, she also used her mouth to lubricate his rod, so he would get the best of both worlds.

Ryan (groaning): ‘Argh! I’m shooting!’

Her head pulled away from him and her mouth opened wide, in time to catch his cum that exploded from the tip. With the dwindling projectile strength, her lips moved closer and closer till he was oozing droplets right into her. The clean up part was simple and slightly enjoyable, letting her suck one or twice more, before she licked him clean outside.

He kept his junk back quickly and joined her on the side, forcing her to open her legs as he gave her a massage below. The scent coming from him then was different from what she smelled in the bus. Unsure of what it was, the only sign was the extra wetness he felt on his fingers, making her so desperate that she brought him home that evening so she could fuck him till the horniness was relieved.

When it was time to go home, Ryan could barely stay away on the fifteen minutes bus ride. You can only imagine how crazy Jerlyn went on him thanks to his scent that wasn’t his fault.

Little Jolie

Walking to the staircase near her block, Jolie was full of fear when a compromising photo was sent to her phone. Responding to the request of the blackmail, she wore a sundress with a black unpadded cross-rib bra, along with its matching panties. Apparently, whoever scaring her knew some of her clothes and did not hesitate to instruct her to appear in them.

Looking around at the location, a man in his twenties spotted her and waved his phone at her, making her jog to his spot before any attention was drawn.

Ryan: ‘Jolie? You will call me Master R from now on. Got it?’
Jolie: ‘Wait. Who are you? And how did you get those photos?’
Ryan: ‘Do I need to repeat myself? Master R. And there is no need for you to know where I got those photos. In fact, I have videos of you too.’

He tapped a few times on his phone before turning it into her face, playing a video of her sitting on her bed and masturbating herself with a comb handle. Tears filled her eyes knowing what she got herself into, but could not recall the angle the video was recorded in. Did someone place the..

Before she could work things out, he had caught her hair and threw her against the parapet near the window. Her bag was torn away from her and her dress was roughly yanked to her waist, forcing her to cover her chest in modesty.

Ryan: ‘So you did wear it. Take your panties off now.’

Jolie could only wriggle her ass to get the black underwear off and he snatched it away the moment she held it up. Taking in a deep breath of her vaginal scent, he grabbed her hair with one hand and brought her to the lowest step, unzipping his pants while biting her panty.

Ryan: ‘Suck it. Make me happy.’

Was it even that easy for him to get what he wanted? There was no way she could suck a stranger’s dick, partly fearing what disease he might be carrying. He had long expected her reluctance and squatted down in front of her, selecting a few contacts with the video attached for mass dispersion.

Jolie (sobbing): ‘Wait wait. I’ll do it. Don’t send it to anyone else.’

The petite twenty year old wiped her tears away and snotted her nose clear. Holding that scary piece of meat in her hand, it was the second she had touched besides her boyfriend’s. The suspicion of her boyfriend setting up the spy cameras crept into her mind as she licked the tip of his cock, tasting what was about to cum.

Ryan had little patience for foreplay and held her hair firmly, before Jolie willingly went down on his shaft. Saliva mixing with snot and tears, the scent of his cock tasted better than without her sorrows. In and out her lips dragged along his foreskin, and disgusting deep groans emerged from the swaying body of his.

After two minutes of the teary blowjob, he bent forward and dug his way into her bra, caressing the fleshy boobs she had lost track of their size. As much as she hated it, her nipples were erecting in his fingers and it took some of the pain away from the choking oral sex.

As she worked diligently to get that ordeal over and done with, Ryan was sober and spread her legs apart with his feet, catching a glimpse of some shimmer of her unconsciously wetting vagina.

Ryan: ‘So you’re wet huh?’
Jolie: ‘Yes Master. I am.’
Ryan: ‘Keep sucking.’

He held onto the handrail for balance and slipped his feet out of his slippers, big toe going into direct contact with her most vulnerable spot. The coarseness of his toe actually felt great on her smooth clit and she was moaning as quietly as possible behind the slurping noises.

Soon, he was too thick for her mouth and her jaws were giving up, scratching his shaft a few times with her teeth.

Ryan: ‘You’re hurting me bitch. Get up now.’

He arched his hips away and she instinctively wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, as if she just had a buffet of cock. Her sluggish movement was hastened when he pulled her up on her feet, knocking her pelvis against the hard metal rails in front of her groin.

The instance he pushed her back forward, the horrors of what was happening caused her to struggle. Almost immediately, she felt his hips pressing on her thighs and the huge piece of cock slid dangerously along her ass crack.

Jolie (pleading): ‘No.. please don’t.. Master.. please.. ‘

She was on time to beg for mercy but too late to stop him. The first inch of his cock tore opened her long, unused pussy lips and stayed apart around his shaft as he forced his way in. Wet and warm, the ascend into her body weakened her senses to fight back. The only outlet she had to vent her discomfort was her lips, which she bit hard to remind her that she was being abused.

It only took three thrusts of his cock to free her mouth and all her moans were caught in his musky palm over her face. Her body confused her as more juices came to lubricate his unlawful entry, easing the continuous plunges into her pussy.

Ryan (whispering): ‘You’re so fucking wet. Love it don’t you?’

Her vaginal muscles closed after that sentence and he rammed even faster, ripping her hole apart over and over again with each deep stroke. Her nipples were sore and harder than ever, scrapping against the almost-new bra cups that kept rubbing those peaks. Whatever was happening was unwanted, but a small part of her body was enjoying the shameful attention. It felt like eyes on her when she went out in her wardrobe of short dresses and skirts, but this time, the intense heat in her pussy was burning a deep impression into her head.

He let go of her mouth once she quietened down, holding her soft waist skin to drag her backwards with each forward thrust. By then, he was deeper than the only dick that had been in her, and the rape was fucking her stress away.

Ryan: ‘I’m gonna cum now baby.. Sit back down.’

He suddenly pulled out and spun her around, waiting two seconds for her knees to give way to the intense sex earlier. Seated listless on the steps, he pressed her ear on his thigh and used her hand to jerk himself off, aimmed right at her face.

There was no warning when the first load splattered across her imperfect complexion, lining her pretty eyelashes, nose bridge and lips with thick cum that wouldn’t budge. He stuck his leaking cock into her mouth for the last bit and wiped his spent cock with her panties, leaving her with his DNA for memory’s sake.

Ryan: ‘I will text you again. And I expect you to reply faster this time. Got it?’

Jolie was in a daze touching the cum from the most unimaginable encounter and made him repeat his question, this time tugging her hair painfully.

Jolie: ‘Yes Master. Faster this time.’

He cleaned his sticky cum off her face like a baby having food all over its mouth and threw her panties into her lap. Disappearing down the stairs after he was got dressed, Jolie was all alone again, feeling nothingness from all that had happened.

When she touched herself below to see if there was any physical damage, the tingle that shot through her spine flashed the mental image of his cock buried deep in her pussy. Sure, wet she was getting, but there was no way she could remain in this disheveled state.

The walk home was a sore one as abrasion appeared between her delicate soft pussy lips, urging her to apply some icy cold Vaselin from the fridge. The hour of silence in her room was accompanied by her massaging fingers on her clit, relieving the ache while images of the violent man appeared to fuck her mind again.

When Jolie received the very video clip she saw on his phone, the sight of her masturbating on her bed seemed so tamed compared to what she had become. There was no more personal time, as Ryan darkened the darker side of her life.

He became an irresistible scene that would surface whenever anyone touched her down there. And followed by an unbelievably wet session of sex, or masturbation, depending on if she was alone. Good or bad, her boyfriend never questioned her newfound energy during their sexy times.