As Written

This entry is written in the point of view of a friend, a 26 year old lady who is still in a relationship with a dominant guy. This recount of hers touched my heart deeply, giving me an insight of a girl in a tormenting love life.

Just like every Sunday, I went to his house to spend time with him, although I know it was mostly for the sex he wanted. That day, he sat in the living room when I entered his place, and went to his room to put my belonging down. Right there on his bed was a wireless bullet, with its batteries laid out. I did not have to ask or initiate any conversation with him. I knew he would throw a fit if I questioned the reasons we were together.

Just so you guys know, ever since we got intimate, I had never wore panties, while allowed to keep my bra on when I had to wear revealing clothes. From a girl who had mostly shorts, jeans, t-shirts (polo tee included), his spare wardrobe had my second storage. But instead of my favourite clothes, it was a collection of low-cut, short dresses, skimpy tank tops, brightly coloured and boldly designed bras. So, you guys can imagine what I was demanded to wear during the times we were out.

I picked a sleeveless nude coloured lace blouse that did not have any lining under it, and a light pink bra to go with it. The surprise came when I put the bra on and realised he had removed the padding in the cups. Now, my nipples were poking out of the thin material. A black flare skirt went up my hips and I sat on the bed, trembling as I pushed the toy up my pussy. I wasn’t turned on at first, but the months of conditioning my mind had went through, easily linked the toy to lust, wetting my oussy even before I finished dressing. The wireless toy went in smoothly and I touched up on my make up before I went out of the room.

As soon as he saw me ready, he picked his bunch of keys and went out of the house, skipping any conversations with me. He was those type of guys had will need to unload before he admits your existence. God I wonder why I was still with him. I sat my pantyless butt on the hot seat and he hopped in after a cigarette, polluting the air I was breathing. My perfume was totally useless in his presence. We went for a quick lunch at the market in Beach Road, where NS guys went to get their goods.

It was obvious that he was there to parade me, walking beside with his hands around my waist, kissing me when there were people around. Oh, the vibrator was also buzzing between my legs, getting louder from the worn out parts in it. I knew no one could hear it, but my helpless flushed face attracted even more attention, especially from the older men who kept staring at my bra and legs. It was a visual rape I went through.

Although he had instructed me to put the vibrator on every time we met, I had never told him that my body was long used to the toy and it had minimal effect, merely causing discomfort when I walked for long distances. I guess it would be best if he did not know.

After a pointless walk in the ‘shopping’ area, we went back to his car and I knew where we were heading. Two blocks away exist a carpark, where he found it to be ideal for a mid-day romp. Little cars would pass the corner, and the opposite was nothing but taller trees.

The car stopped after a reverse and he exited the car to my side, acting all gentleman with the door open act. I did not even need to leave his car. I changed my position to kneel on the prickling seat for him to raise my skirt. The bullet was removed while its still buzzing, and thrown into the rear seats. As he took a step back to undo his pants, I sat straight and pulled my bra off, leaving my nipples exposed behind the lace. That was how vulnerable he has made me.

I went outside the car as demanded at times, adjusting my skirt before going over to the bonnet. I bent my body over the radiating hood and let my fingertips support my weight. Again, my skirt was flipped to my back and I opened my legs for him. He had gotten used to pressing my back down, but how I wished to tell him I could spread wider to be lower. Well, not like he would listen. His dry tip went into my pussy and he made a few shallow thrusts, before jabbing the full length into me.

It had definitely hurt, but that was how he liked it, to see me squirming in pain. As soon as his hips started pumping, the pain faded and it felt all better with his rod stroking my pussy. Of course, sex was still good, and I loved it when he went so fast at me, sinking his cock deep inside. My body was considered to be sensitive, I could cum a few times in under five minutes. It was something I was proud to have.

When I finally came from his hard thrusts, he would keep himself still inside of me, waiting for the waves of contractions to go away. After which, the rampage resumed and he would go all out at me. Occasionally, cars do drive by, but none of them had stopped in the vicinity. My mind went wild when he grabbed my ass with all his might, pumping me so hard and deep at the same time. I could tell he wanted to cum.

I intentionally squeezed my pussy tighter, which I seldom does as it would drive me insane as well. I moaned uncontrollably when my pussy felt his every veins and muscles brushing along my vagina, teasing every spot until my body could no longer take it. Yes, we had always done it without protection, because I went on the pill for him. I could not deny that I wanted sex. Even if I did, my body wouldn’t agree either.

For the last three minutes, he had been going all out on me, forcing himself so deep I almost peed. There was no much time left for him, and I wanted it to end. I had enough for today. A few minutes later, he slowed down and the thick jets of cum coated along my tunnel, warming me up to a daze. You know, the feeling when hot water rinsed down your body on a cold day? It was as close as I could describe. That false impression of love, him being the ideal man, would cause you to fall deeper into this sweet torment.

He pulled out after he was satisfied and I headed back into the car before anyone walked in on us. I did the usual clean up for him and myself, with the huge packet of baby wipes he kept in his car. That look at his tensed expression when I wiped his sensitive tip was priceless, usually, giving him my first giggle of the day.

Frankly speaking, I had thoughts of leaving him already, supposed I should belong to someone more worthy of me. Those oral skills I have gone through to pick up, painless anal sex, would definitely be more fun with someone better.

Hardly Working

Part 1 | Part 2

Work ended at 5.30pm in the office and the new part time administrative clerk was about to end her work as well. I took my time to organise my bag and took a long glance at her toned legs, and the rest of her body hidden behind a white blouse. It was translucent enough to catch her white bra underneath and she had just ended her first day at work. The jeans looked good on her due to her long legs and had a very humble look. That was the kind of girl I would love to have.

Me: ‘Angel, finishing soon?’
Angel: ‘Yupp.’
Me: ‘I’ll be driving back, to Paya Lebar area. You took your bus from there right? I saw you on my way to work.’
Angel: ‘Yeah. I can take a bus from there home too.’
Me: ‘Let me give you a lift. It’s along the way.’

Angel finally got her backpack and we made our way to my car, with her walking closely behind me. She got in after I turned on the air con and I went to the boot to take out a new box of tissue that had ran out. I hopped in the car as the engines growled and sat to wait for it to warm up. Well, there was not really a need to wait for it to warm, but it meant an extra few minutes with her and knowing about her.

Me: ‘So you’re attached?’
Angel: ‘Yupp. He’s working now.’

That’s why you would be so willing to hop into my car. I smiled and fastened my seatbelt, driving off towards the MRT and engaging in little talks that let me learnt more about her. When we reached the train station, I kept going at the maximum permitted speed and sped past the bus stop. I needed more time to break more of the ice down between her and I. It was a one shot attempt I knew she might give in to.

Angel: ‘Hey! That’s my stop!’
Me: ‘Oh shit! I forgot. Can I just send you home instead? Where do you live?’

She gave me her address and I punched into the GPS while driving. The journey was made less awkward with the music from the radio and we laughed at the prank calls they made on air. Soon, my car was in her carpark and she had to go. It was my time too, to work my magic.

I unbuckled my seatbelt and placed my hand on her thigh, and she was as alert as hell. She swept my hand away but I wasn’t done, not even close. I grabbed her arm and pulled her to me, while I placed my other freed hand with the tiny silver vibrator on her crouch and she kept up with the fierce fight.

Me: ‘Your boyfriend is busy, why don’t I keep you entertained for now?’

I pressed her head onto my shoulder and felt her teeth on my blade. Given the thick amount of muscles I had, it did not even cause me to blink twice. I liked her ferocity. It was how a normal girl would fight, with power and unwillingness. The strength and faithfulness to her boyfriend was what turned me on the most, and it was admiration that made me wanted her.

The vibrator somehow worked and the fight slowly went away. I could feel her chest raising quicker and her breaths warmer too. I unzipped her jeans with one hand and pushed the vibrator into her pants. Her panties felt extra smooth and I pressed onto her groin where the vibrator was after it slipped down a little, which was right on the spot! Her bite on my shoulder got stronger but my hand is now free. I moved to her waist and slowly slid up under her shirt, and reached her soft bra with a piece of thin silky patch of cloth over it. I reached for her back and unhooked her bra in one swift squeeze.

Her breast were cupped nicely in my hand and I massaged it using the whole of my palm, making her moan a little louder. I could hear the unwillingness and guilt in her, she just kept turning me on with every tiny move of resistance. From her shoulders, I pulled the bra strap out and her arms actually allowed me to do what I wanted and the bra came off quickly, all the while her forehead was still on my shoulder.

I turned her shoulder towards the backseat and she knew what I was getting at, climbing into the backseat in the dark environment. I got in from the side door and her head was just against the seat, eyes closed and waiting. I held her waist and brought her close to me, about to plant my lips on her when her head just pasted itself on my shoulder.

That’s right. Who was I kidding? I was just a horny guy. I undid her jeans proper this time and she held my hand when I was about to pull it lower. Alright. So, no access to her pants. I leaned my body over her and I was almost on top of her, but I did not put my weight over her.

My hand slid down from under her breast with the erected nipples and went between her thighs, where the bullet was still buzzing loudly. I held onto it and pushed really hard against her crouch, getting a respond from her when she grind her hips against my hand. Something was about to come – or cum.

A few motionless minutes later, her body trembled and her hips were raised so closely to my palm that was covering her groin. She just snapped out of the daze and took the bullet out of her pants in a hurry. She threw it on the seat in front of me before fumbling out of the car and grabbed her bag from the front seat. She almost gave me a shock when she tumbled onto the curb while making the getaway but she disappeared well and fast.

Left alone in the car, I took my hand that felt moist with her wetness and took a whiff of her sexy scent. Perhaps tomorrow?

Me (SMS): ‘Can I pick you up tomorrow?’
Angel (SMS): ‘Okay.’
Me (SMS): ‘7am.’

That was about too early for work, if not for the plans I had.

Part 1 | Part 2

Tutor’s Little Gift

Charmaine had been receiving tuition from a senior who had graduated for some time now, and their efforts had been going well, bringing her results to an all new high with his guidance. On this Wednesday, Jeremy had been late for thirty minutes now and it was very unusual of him to do so. Still, she stayed in her room with the air conditioning at 16 degrees to beat the heat outside her house, doing a few extra questions that wasn’t in her homework. After a while, her door knocked and she heard her mum letting him into the house.

Jeremy: ‘Hey Charmaine, sorry for being late. I had to get something before I come. And I have a new method to help you with some basic skills that we had not been focusing on.’

She pushed the chair opposite her with her feet for him to sit and he picked up the paper bag beside, taking out a small dildo with a suction cup at the base. Charmaine was dumbfounded as she never had such thoughts of him before, he was a respectable senior-cum-teacher, and he was very professional around her too. But today, her impression of him seemed to degrade a little with that move of his. Jeremy wasn’t any hunk nor had boyish looks, but he was attractive in the sense of his maturity. So perhaps his new technique might make a difference.

Jeremy went over to her side of the table and pulled her chair out, before grabbing her by the arm and lifting her up. He stuck a vibrating bullet into the toy and stuck the dildo on the plastic chair. He stood behind the chair and waited for her to respond.

Charmaine: ‘Are you sure?’

She was wearing a FBT shorts with a loose singlet that revealed her bra that was holding up her A cups. The back of the bra had a lacy design and her waist was visible from his position as well, reaching deep to her hips.

Jeremy: ‘You don’t have to remove your shorts. Just adjust it so you can side over it.’

Charmaine reluctantly went to the front of the chair and reached under her shorts to pull the panties and netting to the side, before she pointed her hips outwards to sit over the dildo. She had taken a while to put the dildo inside her as it was dry, but she managed to get it inside her with a gentle moan that turned her face red.

Once seated, Jeremy went back to his seat and held onto the controller under the table. He pushed an article he printed on some papers and let her read it. It was a plain English essay that was erotic in nature. With a new minor bumps with terms she never saw before, the rest of the piece was pretty easy, and so she continued on.

The vibrator turned on once she reached the part describing the sexual contact and her mind reacted to the vibration in her pussy and her mind, forcing details scenes that she could not turn away from. Her breathing increased in pace and she was gyrating the dildo as the male in the story began fucking the female lead. The vibrator reached the top speed and the tiny nub at her clit was pushing her towards an orgasm as she read out how the man cummed into the lady’s vagina, creaming her to the brim.

Charmaine’s body was sweaty and warm with the two-pronged attack. But she was still grinding that toy. Jeremy, smiled as she packed the sheets of paper together and placed it in front of him. He stood up and dropped his pants in a few strokes of undoing his belt and unzipping. The huge piece of meat sprang into life before her eyes and her hand reached for it immediately it stabilised. She kept stroking the throbbing penis as the vibrator buzzed away.

He picked her up from the chair in his arms like a new bride and laid her gently on her bed, before placing his dick at her mouth whilst standing. Char took the dick into her lips and gave the tip a taste test before sucking it. She had not much experience in it, but the concept of blowjobs and sex was not totally foreign. She moved as much as she could with him standing still and he did not take long before pulling it away from her.

As he proceeded to remove his pants from his ankle, she pulled the blanket over her body and removed her shorts beneath. Looking at him with an expression of a virgin, Jeremy was feeling an even stronger urge to have his student. He got into bed beside her and removed her bra, while keeping her singlet on. The buttoned shirt on him was slightly wet, but so was her singlet. The glimmer on her skin was more than just sweat. It had been pumping pheromones into the air and kept Jeremy advancing.

Charmaine: ‘Gently k?’

He nodded and lightly removed the blanket to the side. He then spread her legs apart and leaned over her, moving his groin forward to let his dick enter her. Charmaine’s eyes remained closed as his dick pierced into her soft folds, feeling her entrance open to his tip and then the gradual increasing length of his shaft filled her pussy up. His length was perfect for his and the girth did not hurt too much either. Once he stopped moving, the two of them paused momentarily to savour the connection and he lifted his upper body up.

Only thrusting his hips, his dick began the locomotive act of churning her tiny hole and she held his biceps in fear, with the mixture of pleasure and uncertainty flooding her body. As he kept moving, her legs wrapped around his butt and was unconsciously pushing him deeper and keeping him in longer. Jeremy was heaving in rhythm with his strokes and considered to be going slow. But in a few more thrusts, Charmaine’s grip shifted to his body and pulled him close as she felt a shiver and he felt her vaginal muscles squeezing.

A warm stream of juices leaked out of her pussy and it went down his balls, onto the bedsheets. He smiled to himself while sniffing her sensual scent of her hair and then brought his body back up. Placing her calves on his shoulder blade, he watched her eyes opened in awe of the extra ‘large’ sensation in her privates. He then held her thighs close to his wet body and began his vigorous thrusts into her pussy.

Her arms flipped to the bed frame and held on to it as the bed jerked, his dick slurping in and out of her raw pussy. The next orgasm made her let loose an endangering moan and he put an end of the blanket between her teeth, to let her hang on to the incoming waves of pleasure. The second orgasm did not end despite after some time, and her body was screaming in.. agony. It was an indescribable chain of feelings as the continuous climaxes made her weaker.

Jeremy knew the tightness of her pussy would be there for a while and so he kept going at his maximum speed, pushing his limits so he could cum while she was cumming. Charmaine snapped out of the daze after realising the risk he might shoot in her. She was suddenly empowered and flipped herself free from his firm grip and rolled away onto the floor.

Charmaine: ‘Sorry sorry! I didn’t know why I did that.’
Jeremy: ‘It’s okay. You didn’t expect this, and was not prepared either.’

Her body lay slumped on the cold floor and she sat up looking lost at him. He sat on the edge of the bed and picked his trousers up, tidying it to put it back on. She crawled towards him and went over to his dick, his legs still apart and dick twitching in sadness. Her mouth took his length and she forced her head down to the base, giving a little shake that sent him lying onto the bed.

She then worked whatever tricks she could come up with to satisfy the hot rod, using his inconsistent gasps as benchmark for her good progress. After a while, she removed her mouth and began a series of controlled deep breaths.

Charmaine: ‘Jeremy, can you help guide my mouth? As deep and as fast as you want.’

He sat upright, straightening his body and shifting his dick a little further outwards. She opened her mouth wide at his tip and he held onto her head with body hands, pulling her towards his dick that reached deep into her throat and he kept ramming her head against his groin, making only small thrusts forth and back to sink it even deeper. Her lips could barely kept themselves around his girth, as he kept sliding it in and out.

Groaning as softly as he could, his moment finally arrived to deliver and he shoved her head one last time down his shaft, before squiring his man juice down her throat that kept pumping like that’s no tomorrow. It took a good 30 seconds before he let go off her head and she pulled herself out until her lips pouted at the pee hole. After catching her breaths, she went down on it again, sucking his meat tube clean of any remnants and even licking the skin around.

She fell backwards against her palms and looked up to his exhausted face. She put on a clean pair of grey FBTs and went back to the dildo that was still on the chair, sitting over it and went on to do her work quietly, grinding against the toy to keep herself focused. The controller dangled on the floor and the buzzing sound was barely audible.

Charmaine: ‘Shall we continue?’

He did not had the looks nor the money, but he did one thing right that resulted in more man juices to be extracted.

Remote Play

Marcus and Hui Xian had been married for a few years, and although they had two kids, their sex lives were active. With Hui Xian trained well by her husband, nightly blowjobs were her routine and her husband would be the one to keep her turned on for most of the day. The couple got married at their early twenties, and Marcus would often bring her out to meet clients since her sexy dress code would help in closing business deals. It was only right her perfect figure maintained by expensive slimming spa packages had to help in one way or another.

Having bought a new wireless toy as a surprise for her, he had instructed her to put it on before coming to meet him at a quiet restaurant. It was another usual day where he made an appointment with one of his well acquainted client. Soon, she arrived and the client, Gabriel, was in awe with her clothes. An off-shoulder (also known as Toga) white dress, thin enough to make out her slutty choice of black laced white bra. She smiled at the two of them as she took her seat in front of Gab, a move to distract him while her husband chat about business.

The conversations went on as usual, his eyes would be on her obvious half-cup bra though the dress. Like any business dealings, causal chatting was the tactic to relate to the proposal’s importance and Gabriel can’t help but notice the two car remotes on Marcus’ bunch of keys.

Gabriel: ‘Wah, someone doing well huh? New car to garage. You like the colour pink?’

He was referring to the remote in pink, which was synced to the wireless toy in Hui Xian. It was Marcus’ intention to reward this huge client of his, with a little help from his wife.

Marcus: ‘No lah! Haha. Not mine, wife’s. She likes pink.’

Taking the bunch of keys into his hand, he casually checked them out and saw that the pink remote had two buttons in ‘Up’ and ‘Down’ arrows instead of the usual ‘Key’ and ‘Bell’ icons.

Gabriel: ‘Her car is not in the vicinity right?’

Marcus: ‘Nope.’

Gabriel then clicked on the ‘Up’ arrow and Hui Xian’s hand immediately landed on her husband’s thigh under the table. It was buzzing inside her, making her even wetter. Well, for a start, her body had accustomed to getting turned on while dressing sexy, so it was an extra boost to her raging hormones, just in the wrong situation. Picking up his phone, he tapped away and a message reached her phone.

Lao Gong (SMS): ‘Give Gabriel a massage with your feet.’

It was the first time she had done such a thing, and with little time left in the meeting, she slipped her feet off her heels and positioned it on Gabriel’s groin. Her toes then clamped his manhood and stroked. Gabriel adjusted himself to get a harder pressure while trying in vain to listen to Marcus’ presentation. Thankfully they were in the corner of the restaurant and the plate of finger food they had order arrived, so there was no business of the staff to approach them.

With the distraction beneath the table, it was within minutes that Gabriel signed the deal and resumed enjoying her uncomfortable footjob. With the meeting coming to an end, Marcus had part two in his mind.

Marcus: ‘Gab, you want a lift to your office?’

Although he drove to the place, he knew Marcus would be the one driving. It was up to fate that Marcus understood how the huge deal he signed should end. The three of them hopped into the car and Marcus made Hui Xian sit at the back with Gabriel. Once the car started moving, her hands started too, unzipping his pants and started with a handjob, which was safely away from her husband’s eyes since Gabriel was seated directly behind him. Her soft, strong hand pleased the client well and to ask for more would be a little too much.

The well trained wifey had a routine, and a quick release with just her hands would totally be undermining of the females’ skill. Hui Xian took her phone from her bag with one hand and dropped it behind the driver’s seat with a thud. She bent over Gabriel’s legs and took his dick in her mouth. Her pace magically increased as her husband clicked on the remote control to give her a speed boost. As Gabriel laid back and enjoy the ride, Marcus knew exactly what was happening and smiled gleefully. He knew he succeeded in bringing their intimacy to the next level.

With the car driving around aimlessly in less crowded streets, the time for Gabriel to unleash had arrived. Clicking on the red button at the back of the remote, the ‘nitro-equivalent’ feature activated and the bullet rapidly extended and retracted, giving her a fuck job from within. Her head then bounced along Gabriel’s shaft deep and fast, in fact, much deeper than she had gone with her husband’s dick, as her throat contracted around Gabriel’s dick, his sperms rushed out in a mess and filled up her mouth before another thrust of his hip pushed the excess down her throat.

Choking on the huge amount of nutrients, she swallowed everything quickly and cleaned him up with a tightly sealed vacuum in her after-oral-service. Monitoring the rear mirror, Hui Xian was touching up on her lips and face, still with a messy hair.

Marcus: ‘Gab, I think we’re here.’

The car slowed to a stop, along with the vibrator, behind the same restaurant they dined earlier and Gabriel wobbled out of the car as though he just woke up. Hui Xian sat next to her beloved husband looking very guilty, until she saw her husband’s hardened dick sticking out of his work pants.

For the next fifteen minutes, the car remained motionless as her mouth once again began work on cum extraction, in the ambience of classical music on the radio – and the buzzing and throbbing in her pussy. Hui Xian knew that night would be another wild one, since their reward system was established pleasure for pleasure.

Kitty Plays

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Master went out on an adventure with kitty that public holiday, and instructed her to keep a distance from him unless he approached. Kitty had a vibrator bullet in her shorts pocket, and a dong in her tote bag then. Kitty went pantyless but wore a halter bra under a crop top, parading her slim waist with a navel piercing. In a slightly elavated heels, her long legs caught all the attention she could handle, blushing red cheeks completed her shy look.

The two walked around the mall full of teens and families, brushing pass many guys trying to get a piece of Kitty on her breasts, butt and legs. Buzz.. buzz.. Kitty phone rang and Master’s voice broke her lonliness.

Master: ‘Kitty, go to the toilet and try out the big toy. Stay on the line.’

Kitty turned into the next toilet available and went to a cubicle. Pulling her tight shorts off, her pussy was long awaiting for this moment. She opened her bag and took the toy out. Making use of the suction cup at the base of it, she secured it firmly onto the toilet cover and opened her legs over the toy, before sitting down slowly. It was her first time trying a toy this big, and the softness of the silicon dong made it slightly better as her pussy screamed to accommodate the size. Right at the base was the widest and Kitty just had to let off a sighing moan when she reached the bottom.

Master: ‘Good kitty. Now, ride and cum to your heart’s content.’

If such a command irritated you, you would expect to just pretend and slip pass him, but what if the voice claimed total control over you? Your mind? It would be as strong as a thought you can’t resist. It would be as instinctive that your body would just obey.

Kitty started moving forward and backwards on the toy, and covered her mouth to prevent any moans. Her juices were flowing down the transparent toy and all over the cover. The few flushes she made did however drown the soft moans following each orgasms. She just couldn’t stop herself. Kitty’s pussy was enjoying herself too much that it weakened most part of her. And one final strong climax later, a stronger stream of juices exited and dripped down onto the floor, reeking of raging hormones and the desire for something more humane inside her.

Kitty was done cumming and cleaning in a quick but short ten minutes and asked Master what to do next. Of course, the wireless toy couldn’t just sit there and do nothing. She pushed it into her well lubricated pussy easily and adjusted it to a comfortable spot. Exiting the loo, Master had a hidden expression of satisfaction on his face and proceeded to turn on the vibrator for a test. Kitty’s legs crossed suddenly but attracted no attention since she looked more like ‘waiting for someone’ outside the toilet.

Master: ‘Go to the arcade. Buy a ten dollar card with the money I gave you.’

Kitty listened obediently without questions, and it would be the moment Master would join her too. She got the card and wandered for a while before Master texted her to go for the motorbike game. Kitty had tried them before and it was fun, sitting on the bike, she realised the front of her shorts was slightly damp and the pink material of her shorts could be seen by the public.

Sitting still on the machine, Master joined her and went for the ‘versus’ mode, making the right move to turn on the vibrator as the countdown for the race started. If only you guys could see it, Kitty’s pussy was so wet that the excess juice flowed down her legs, although little, Kitty was still worried. The left right tilting motion of the race was creating a weird sensation in her, it was pushing her vagina towards the toy in different positions, fondling different areas of her pussy. As she neared a climax, the game went into the final lap and Master went full speed, for both the race and toy, sending Kitty into another intense orgasm before he crossed the finish line and claim triumph.

The two of them dismounted and walked towards the Neoprint machines that seemed to be neglected ages ago. Once inside the private space, Master inserted the coins and proceeded to pose behind Kitty, lifting her shirt and bra up, teasing her boobs in full view of the camera. Each photo progressed with her in awkward positions and the last few being a challenge for Kitty to let Master doggie her to climax and ejaculate a full load on her face within the time limit. The second set of photos they took showed how Kitty licked her Master’s tool clean and swallowed the present she received in the short period of time.

Without any more words exchanged, Kitty returned the bigger toy and kept the small one inside her till they reached the neighbourhood, making Kitty remove it in the evening light at a playground in the middle of a few blocks. Master and Kitty had their quickie of a seated riding position and ending with a mouthful of cum in her mouth. The two proceeded their way home and Kitty remained smiling all the way, finally, couldn’t resisting herself, she took her phone out to text Master.

Kitty (SMS): ‘Meow <3<3’

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Bad Student – Shelia

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It was Mr. Lee’s last class of the day and it was his favourite one too, filled with more girls than boys and many of them skirts way up high. He wasn’t that old nor young, at 26, he was the youngest head of department for all of the school’s history. Nonetheless, his charisma helped restless students focus and make good results, thus, many of the girls were into him, knowing his teaching skills would help.

Oblivious to the class, the hands-in-pocket posture was more than just an image to complete his deterring stance (HOD was kind of disciplinary too). In it, there was a little wireless remote that had its vibrating module in a three girls. Yes, three. The control was modified to broadcast three frequency, and that control he had over the girls kept him satisfied the moment they stepped out of school and into their home clothes.

Today, it was Shelia’s turn. Feeling her skirt getting a wet patch, it had become increasingly harder to maintain her upright sitting position, let alone focus. Watching her teacher stroll around the room while waiting for them to finish their work, his bulge was protruding a little, normal to many, but meaningful to Shelia. She didn’t wear panties on days with his class, knowing that it would be easier if he decided she was needed any time at anywhere. As the vibrating modes cycled through, her mind wandered to feeling his hot rod inside her again, stimulating all the areas of her pussy that would give in and make her squeal and moan, sending the near-death adrenaline and endorphins throughout her body. His strong hands holding onto her shoulders while he’s on top, ramming his hips into her cute little..

Mr. Lee: ‘Shelia?’

Snapping out of her castle in the sky, she fumbled the pages and sat straight, attention back to him, which was making her juices flow like a tap between her slit down to her legs, she had to adjust to sit on the edge of the chair, butt naked in contact with the cold plastic. Things finally got hotter as the school bell rang and everyone went into a frenzy to live out the after-school plans.

Mr. Lee: ‘Can I speak with you Shelia?’

The class knew Shelia was always called out to address her lack of concentration in Mr. Lee’s class, perhaps it was his voice or the subject? Or could it be the buzzing little toy inside her, that Mr. Lee only turned it on when he steps in? As the last student left the room, Mr. Lee went out shortly to the staff toilet (which was like the handicap, but the sign bearing ‘Staff Only’). She knew exactly what to do, packing her bag slowly, she too, made her way into where Lee was waiting, with effects of Viagra running into his manhood.

Locking the door, the two kissed like long lost lovers, sex deprived for the school holiday that just ended. Unbuttoning each others’ clothes slowly, no one wanted any buttons to pop and look bad. It took them merely two minutes to get everything off and clothes neatly folded and hung.

Squatting down with her knees apart, Shelia took her master’s dick into her little mouth and held her eyes at him while she worked her magic, synchronising her speed with the ball-tickling. Since she started, Lee had been training her and sealing her lips tightly was the number one criteria, as pushing the teeth away as hard was the safe thing to do. Gradually as he felt the drug in 100% effect, he took her head and pushed it against his dick, letting his tip slide down a little of her throat. Watching his champion taking it down without a cough, it turned him on to quickly progress to the long session of fucking.

Lifting her up on her feet, he bent her over the sink and pushed her legs apart with his feet, brushing up and down on her small, hairless pussy with his fingers. Prying her butt slightly, Lee entered Shelia and the tightness was unlike the other girls, close but not suffocating, tight but not restricting. He could feel every of her pulse, areas with different temperatures and texture. The moment he started pumping his meat into her, Shelia could not help but bit on his underwear for she might scream. That huge stick was filled with Viagra and blood that enlarged the veins, making her pussy receive the most mind-blowing sex ever. Every ‘out’ motion was drawing juices and dripping onto the floor while the ‘in’ motion forced her tiny pussy slit open and accept his invasion.

With that pill, Lee easily lasted fifteen minutes in the same position and vigour and speed – fast. Many times Shelia was almost brought to her knees or blacking out but Lee’s strong arms supported her and continued pounding till she regained energy or consciousness.

Shelia: ‘Mr. Lee.. I can’t take it anymore.. ‘

Knowing he would be at his limit soon, he pressed her body lower against the basin and went faster, ignoring the *piak piak piak* sound that was resonating. Going about 2 times his previous speed, Shelia’s pussy convulsed at the heat of the thrusts that was burning through their bodies.

Seconds later, as unexpectedly for the both of them, cum was free flowing into Shelia’s warm tunnel, while the orgasm she received was closing in right after his semen, forcing them up to her womb. With that vacuum around his member, pulling it out bluntly resulted in another mind blank sensitivity that trembled his body, weakening his limbs to the ground.

With the last few bits of white liquid dribbling along his shaft, Shelia gathered the last of energy to crawl up to Mr. Lee and cleaned her little mess all over his spent rod, licking it up like a leaking melted popsicle, and swallowing as many times as required to leave only the scent of her saliva.

Mr. Lee: ‘Go home soon k Shelia?’

With an assuring nod, he left after dressing up, in his hands held her spare panties and bra. Shelia rested and wore whatever she had left, before slipping the bullet module back inside her, waiting for the battery to die out itself. Still full of cum, she couldn’t help the juices overflowing and dripping between her legs the moment she stopped walking, and streaming down her long legs whenever she walked.

Addiction to the thrill and sex was taking over the three girls’ minds. Now, whose next?

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Good Vibrations

The short denim skirt Winnie wore kept her hands at the hemline, trying not to let it slide up unintentionally. The bus wasn’t crowded as it was just nine in the morning of a weekday. She had an appointment with her orthodontist to finally remove those braces of hers, which worked for 2 years to perfect her teeth. Now, she could say she looked the best on the whole of the bus. With straight white teeth underneath a natural luscious pink lips designed only for sipping, not drinking. And if she smiled, it would melt anybody’s heart into pure love – or lust. There would always be this hint of cheekiness or playfulness whenever she looks at someone. Lowering of her face, and looking innocently upwards to guys she speaks to, never fails to turn them on, no matter how decent they ‘claim’ they are.

The attire she was in, a cardigan over the short tube top which could easily reveal her 25 inch waist if she stretched, was attracting more eyes than she could handle. As the bus 851 travelled further, less people were on it and the few males left were seated sparingly, with one right in front of her. Gluing her eyes to her iPhone reading the newly bought Steve Job’s biography e-book, her legs relaxed slightly and the old geezer in front of her was staring. Looking without so much a blink at the baby pink cotton strings she wore, wrapping against her pussy so tightly the cameltoe was pretty obvious.

As the bus entered the high traffic area, short drive and brakes were constantly felt, but on top of that, is the strong vibrations older SMRT buses had. Whenever it stopped, the vibrations would be stronger near to the wheels and engine. For Winnie, it was unknowingly turning her on. The tightness of her underwear was barely breathable, yet comfortable enough to get wet in. About 40 pages into the book, she felt her panties wetting, with a dirty old guy sitting opposite her still looking with a hard on. What COULD Winnie do?

Knowing the more she kept her legs together, the wetness would seep downwards and make a patch on her skirt. Since the guy already saw what was under, it didn’t matter if he saw less. Crossing her legs were quite out of the picture as her legs would extend to the man. Winnie slouched lower, and opened her legs a little more, allowing the light from the morning light onto her panties, which started the guy’s stroking of his bulge.

Winnie quickly selected the ‘Aphrodisiac’ app on her Arc and randomly read a story, coincidentally related to public exhibitionism. She was a very intellectual person, so it wasn’t that difficult to turn herself on to the maximum. Her panties turned damp within a few minutes and she was just so close to rubbing herself to an orgasm. But just as her hand reached onto her skirt with her iPhone, the man turned away and shivered. Yes, you could guess what happened.

The guy did not turn back but instead alighted at the next stop bending over as though he had a stomach ache (with a hand on his pants?). Anyway, Winnie kept the edge of her iPhone on her panties and started a vibrator app, delivering one intense orgasm before heaving a sigh of relieve. As she packed her phone away, she snuggled into her seat and covered herself properly this time, with her cardigan.

Surprise

Me: ‘Hey Hayley, what are you doing here?’
Hayley: ‘Kor (it didn’t matter whether she addresses me kor as I am her older cousin), I’m here to meet your sister. We’re going shopping to get some clothes.’
Me: ‘Oh alright. She’s not back yet. Tuition I think. Just make yourself comfortable.’

I didn’t think much of what I wore since I am supposed to be comfortable in my own house. With only a boxer and shirt, I went back into my laptop. I had no plans that day but wasn’t too keen on going out, especially after a morning rain. Clicking away on my laptop, playing a game MrBrown recommended on his site, Kingdom Rush, I couldn’t peel my eyes away from the final waves.

After I lost for the countless times, Hayley was sitting behind me watching my screen. I didn’t even heard her enter the room, but luckily, I wasn’t doing anything funny.

Hayley: ‘Kor, what time is jie jie coming back? Can I use your toilet first?’
Me: ‘Oh no. I just saw her message. She will be back in about two hours’ time.’

The bathroom door clicked and she went about doing her business, peeing sound clearly echoing out of the cubicle. She was done in a while and came back onto my queen sized bed.

Hayley: ‘Kor.. Where did you put your toys? Can I see them?’
Me: ‘Mei, what have my sister done to you?’
Hayley: ‘I just what to see see. Can? Please kor?’

She gave the puppy eyes and I had no choice but to give in to her. Since she couldn’t possibly be testing all of them to see what it does, could she? I handed her the box and continued the game with my headphones on. The layout of my room was pretty weird. I had this computer desk for my laptop, and it would be perched at the edge of my bed while I sit and use. Lazy me like to sit at the foot of the bed, so I could lie backwards anytime to stretch or nap. Well, this time my 11 years old cousin was behind, so I couldn’t just throw myself backwards.

The bed no longer had any movements by the time I lost the second time in a row. I peered over my shoulders and saw her sleeping, under the thick cosy blanket. I quietly got up the bed and went to her side, packing up all the toys she took out to see. As I closed the lid to put it back into the secret corner, I realized the box was exceptionally light.
Lifting the cover, the most high tech dildo was missing.

It wasn’t just a motorized fake penis, it was made of a research material never made public. The toy had a glass-like transparency and softness as durable as those wall plug heads, that felt like a rubber and plastic mix. Paired with a versatility that could retain heat or coldness for an extended time. And finally fused with anti-bacteria substance right to the core, before it was processed to any shape. In this case, it wasn’t those penis lookalike type, but rather a smooth tube, with a few rings carved out of it.

Right in the middle you would see a light-saber-handle-like motor. It had a blend of the most efficient energy recycler, made from never-decomposing material. Firstly, a vibration motor, powered by a thermodynamic (electricity from heat), solar, and kinetic system that generates and store power. The design was such that after the user stopped his/ her motion, the device would activate an ‘aftershock’ mechanism, gently vibrating the toy to a stop. The key feature of this dildo is the time-vibration sync. Ten minutes was all the toy would run for. And in this ten minutes, whatever energy stored in it will be expended, giving any female the most intense and unforgettable experience.

How do one set the time and preference and all the other configurations? The use of tags. Like the anti-theft device on clothes in a shop, data is wireless implanted into the toy and CAN be modified anytime. It takes no power to read them, like a Braille code.

Alright, I think I spent too much time explaining the dildo. The toy wasn’t misplaced or lost, it was clearly with Hayley. And she wasn’t really sleeping either. Maybe she really did come for my sister, but this was something else.

Me: ‘Mei. Return it.’

Hayley opened her eyes and pulled the blanket away. The translucent curtains provided the right amount of light for a glare-free view, on her fair, small slot, that had a glistering centerfold. She was wet. A drop was collecting moisture as it rolled down her pussy, like a drizzle on a glass.

The toy was in her hand, right above her naval. It was vibrating gently, and I could tell she was close to inserting it.

Me: ‘You’re too young.’
Hayley: ‘Only my date of birth is too young. My body nor mind is.’

She opened her legs wider and perked her knees up. An inviting look between her legs showed the high level of hygiene and maturity of her in the aspect of pleasure. What should I do? I wasn’t not going to touch her.

Me: ‘You know I can’t do anything for you.’
Hayley: ‘Just stay beside me?’

I took a seat back and she started to place the toy perpendicular to her opening. She had fingered herself to find the entrance, but did not pushed further in. The light was given the saber a constant vibration, wriggling itself inside. Her hymen soon came forth to let her reflect before regret. Hayley couldn’t push the toy any further. Her mental alarms were ringing, warning her and natural reaction stopped her from hurting herself.

I could tell she wanted it so badly, but i knew the toy still wasn’t the best choice. Cause I was.

Me: ‘Mei. Take it out. It’s hurting you.’
Hayley: ‘Give me a while more. I’ll get it in.’
Me: ‘No. Stop it now.’

I snatched the saber away and tears swelled up in her eyes. She thought I wanted to stop her. Was I? This moment was one everyone should reconsider if they were ever in this situation. To stop the madness, or help her out? I took her into my arms and gave her a tight hug.

Me: ‘Let me help you – with mine.’

My cousin held me closer with one hand on my back, and the other advancing towards my shorts. The tug showed her how prepared I was, and the fun had just begun. I was clear about one thing though, I would only help to deflower. She can then do anything to herself.

Hayley got my dick well lubricated with a few strokes of blowjob, and used the opportunity to find out how little time she used to get me cumming. She was licking every part of the shaft, sucking on every part to find out which spot worked best. Her service I would say, is professional and fantastic. Thankfully, I stopped her in the nick of time before I wasted my load.

She lay back down on my pillow, while I took the perpendicular approach. Her eyes were wide open watching as my dick peeled her pussy lips apart, and my little head going leagues inside. The soft penile head became a comfort as I pushed it hard to stretch her hymen to the limit, before abruptly skidding deep inside her.

The size was a little too big and Hayley was biting her teeth while strangling my arms of blood. The intense pain was somewhat bearable to her though.

Imagine a perfectly moist piece of meat, with a skin so smooth any dress would just slip off it, and using your manhood, you pierced into a pencil width hole, enlarging it as width as you were, and screw your dick in so deep she was sure it would rupture her womb.

Hayley: ‘Move?’

She said in a weak voice with her legs pressing against my butt. But I wasn’t there to have sex with my cousin, I had completed my job. And since I did a good job, I wouldn’t mind claiming a little reward. My hips thrust right in and her puppy eyes came back, flooded with tears as I pounded her for a while. One orgasm was all that it took to concuss her. Her arms dropped and legs fell to the side.

I then removed my dick expecting some blood but there wasn’t. Though the defloration was unmistakeable, it was a surprise no blood was found. I cleaned myself up and adjusted her top. I slid the toy, which had been charging under the light, back into her pussy and left her to sleep.

My sister came back to suck me off on the living room couch while watching TV, till Hayley was conscious again. She however caught us fucking and gave a good clit lick to Christel while my dick was inches away from her face. The creampie that my sister was supposed to claim became a cum-in-mouth for Hayley.

Looks like I am going to shag it out for Christel when she returns.