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Massaging

This story is inspired by an article in Sammyboy Forum. In no way this is copied nor in any way linked to the author.

Me (shouting): ‘Eli! I’m home.’

She peered through the kitchen as I removed my shoes. I could see what she wore as well, a plain shirt with a pair of light coloured sports shorts. She was a half day maid I employed to help with my chores in the flat I lived alone in. And night time was the part of the day I would like to keep to myself. She was a normal lady, in her late 20s, who came to Singapore looking for work but did not reveal to her family back home what she did. Although I let her have one of the rooms in my house, she would not be needed to do anymore chores once she finished what she did.

That day was a particularly tiring one, meetings from 7am till 12pm. There was just not enough energy for me to run around and so I decided to head home to catch some sleep. I grabbed a sandwich she made and went into my room, before changing out into my casual wear of a boxer and a simple t-shirt. After I was done, I went back into the living room to slack on the sofa while I continued watching the movie I did not finish the previous night.

She brought a plate of fruits and sat beside me, making small talks about my work. She had been with me for close to four months, and her voice would sooth my messy thoughts. It didn’t matter to me if she interrupted the movie, it was just nice to have someone who cared in the comfort of my home. Tiredness got the better of me and I soon got distracted.

I could not fight it anymore and I left the seat, intending to catch my sleep. As I walked, a thought came into my mind and I had no choice but to ask for a favour that she was not obliged to do.

Me: ‘Eli, can you give me a massage?’

She nodded looking back at me and got up as well, leaving the TV to play my movie. We went into my room and I laid on my stomach. She sat at the side and pat my waist, directing me to sit up for the massage. It would work better with me seated upright and she insisted that I do it before she let me lie down. I got up and she turned towards me, dangerously facing her back to the wall-less side. Her fingers worked on my shoulders and the area right below my ribcage was her focus. It was the most aching part after she pressed around it.

Finally, she let me lie down and went on to move her hands up and down my back. It felt so calming that I almost fell asleep. As a person who always sleep facing upwards, she let me flip myself and went on to squeeze the area around my collarbone and then moving down to my waist again, going back to the area below my ribs.

Slowly, my consciousness faded and the pressure from her hands mysteriously disappeared, though she was still massaging. I felt my boxers slip to my thighs and I let her remove it after she covered my groin with a towel. Eli then disappeared, presumingly there was no need to handle me after I fell asleep. I felt a downwards pressure at the side of my bed again and her hands went beneath the towel, oiled and kneading my thighs, down to my calves. The occasional aches kept me from falling into deep sleep but it felt good.

After a few strokes up and down my legs, her hands finally reached the sides of my testicles by my thighs and the first contact with my dick was felt. Instinctively, I got bigger and her fingers had moved to the length it. Still lubricated by the oil, she found me twitching as she stroked me at a slow pace. It was just so teasing for her to do that. I was totally relaxed.

A while later, a piece of cold wet wipes landed on it and she cleaned me up. But as she was done, I felt her mouth on the tip and went down my shaft, slowly sucking and wetting with her saliva. The blood rushed south and I was more horny than sleepy. Her hands toyed with my balls and her mouth did not slow down. The smile on my face reminded her I was awake.

I could not let our employer-employee relationship turn awkward or into lust, so I stopped her and she spoke.

Eli: ‘Sir, you will sleep better after letting it out.’

Of course, guys would know that best. Her naked body was in full view and it was so firm and seductive no one would resist if she stripped in front of them too. She climbed on top of me and faced my feet. Taking a moment to dial her phone, she spoke in her native language and her tone made me realise it was her boyfriend or husband on the line, in her hometown. Her voice slowly edged towards the horny side and her hips began moving while moaning on the phone. Moments later, she turned it to loudspeaker and a male voice on the other end were moaning as well.

I got up not long after, onto my knees and behind her, slipping the blanket over the both sides of her rear, it was to dampen the sounds that we would be making. I doubt the guy knew what she was really doing. I began pumping her slowly to confirm the ‘silencer blanket’ worked and it did. I held her waist, clamping my hands around it as tightly as I could and brought her hot body back and forth.

Her pussy felt tight and it was warming as well, exactly the relieve I had in mind. She was not too wet for a start, and it was a nice balance not to let me go too fast nor too slow to disinterest her. The moans got louder and faster along with my pace and within minutes, she climaxed and sighed loudly at the microphone on her phone in front. She regained her composure and chatted a while more before dropping the line.

I was not silly as well, the rhythm slowed before she cut the line, and after she did, it was imminent that I went faster and deeper, ramming my hips against her soft ass. Her pussy maintained the same pressure and I was enjoying myself.

She turned around after a while and laid on her back, while I positioned myself between her legs on top. With a swoop, I resumed ravishing her pussy with my dick and she let her hands run all over me, like a girl who missed her guy badly and was having sex with him after the longest time. It was a different kind of intimacy, less of lust, and more of love. But we clearly knew where was our lines.

Her legs wrapped around me as her pussy contracted in pulses and a huge orgasm hit her that drove her to tears. Guilt perhaps? Her arms went around my back and we hugged closely with my hips still working like a train engine, pounding into the depth and filling her long-neglected tunnels with life. Given the intensity that we had, it was building up to something bigger and mind-blowing. We did not kiss, but blew air into each others’ ears, turning our raging hormones to the max.

It was not before a few long minutes before I felt the urge to cum. I had to reduce my speed and she was aware of what was happening too. She guided me out with a push of my stomach and I laid on the bed, facing upwards.

Eli: ‘Let me help you finish and Sir, you can just lie down. I will clean you up.’

What a treat! I get to cum and get cleaned up. She sat between my legs and brought her head down to blow me, using her mouth as a pussy replacement and went as fast, as deep as I ever felt possible. Her throat had no gag response and I held her head to guide her too. In just ten plus strokes, my body climaxed and the load fired through my heated barrel into her mouth, held firmly in place with my strong grip.

The shots were followed through by continuous hip thrusts into her mouth until I was done, and she tried her best to hold it all in. Eli froze as well when I was still spewing the juices, unsure of how much I would be giving. A few minutes later, all my energy was depleted and I let go of her. Abiding her words, she kept my dickhead in her mouth and looked at me, before swallowing and then going back down to the base of my shaft to suck, and squeeze with her lips, to get everything out and swallowed another time after exiting.

She took another piece of wet tissue and cleaned me up while I prepared myself to sleep. Her final act of pulling the blanket over me put me at rest and in the protection from the air-condition. Still sitting beside me, she told me her secrets while packing the place up.

Eli: ‘I’ve never done it for my husband, I mean swallowing it. You taste sweet.’

We gave each other a friendly hug and she left the room, turning off the TV and doing what she wanted. Rest is finally coming.

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Who’s There

Rinnie was all alone in her dormitory at NTU, on her laptop in the darkness while waiting for her roommate, Sally, to come in. It was almost 12am and she was on a lesbian porn she stopped halfway last night. As the two girls made out with one on top, their hands were hidden behind their thighs rubbing each other off. The girls were about to insert a double dildo into each other when the knock she was wanting for finally came through. She closed the browser and ran to the door, ready to go to bed after she let her in.

Once the door creaked ajar, a strong swing knocked her to the ground and three guys entered, each in a robbers’ knitted masks. Two of them held her arms and dragged her to the bed while the third person began removing his pants. Once he was bottom naked, he took over one of them and they were pantless in a flash. One of the guys took his underwear and stuffed it into her mouth, preventing her from shouting and they held her down with much force.

She could not make out much details from them except the colour of the masks, blue, green and black. Blue went to the end of the bed where her butt was and took out a scissors, making a few loud snip to warn her that she might get hurt. Rinnie had no choice but to keep still while she felt the blunt edge of the cutter snip her shorts and panties off. They threw her bottoms far away and the two guys holding her hands ripped her clothes apart.

Being in her own room, there was no need to wear a bra and that did not help in her current situation. Blue were out of her sight but she felt her legs being forced open. The guys holding her arms reached for each of her knees and held them as far up as they could. Like sit-and-reach, she felt the sharp pain at her thighs with the muscles stretched to their limits. Black who was against the side of the bed where the wall was, moved on his knees towards her head and positioned his dick at her mouth. Blue did not waste anymore time and went on to filled her pussy up with his raw unprotected dick.

A loud ‘arghh’, showed how tight she was and the guys who were waiting got more excited. Black pulled the piece of underwear out of her mouth and replaced it with his dick. Without waiting for her to catch her breath, he pinned her head down sideways and thrust his hips back and forth, sending his dick down her throat.

Rinnie couldn’t do anything, tears just kept flowing down her cheeks. Green, who was inactive holding her still, did not kept still though. He took her hand and placed her fingers around his dick, and helped her jerk himself. With a dick in her mouth and pussy each, their tempo were actually in sync and unwilling orgasm came. Her legs struggled but Blue who was in her pussy, was holding her legs apart to a point it hurt. He rammed furiously into her contracting pussy and flipped his head backwards, before giving the last few pumps and releasing his huge load of yucky cum inside.

He pulled out of her and gestured for Green to take over. They changed positions and it was Green’s turn. The word ‘Doggie‘ came out of his mouth and the three of them flipped Rinnie over easily. Her usual muscle toning workout did not even give her any bit of strength to overpower them. It merely made her looked more tempting. She was on her stomach and a series of hard slaps on her ass cheeks made her struggle to perk her butt up for him. The heat and pain was unbearable but she could only express the hurt in tears.

Green’s dick slipped into her pussy and it was clearly much larger than Blue’s. Her pussy was stretched to its limit to accommodate his size but it felt good. His size actually came in contact with the full length of her tunnel and the thrusts he made was strong and forceful. Her body was held up by the two guys at the side, while Black moved in front of her to continue raping her mouth.

She was breathless once again when his dick filled her mouth and the shoving from Green was helping Black as well. Her mouth was moving on its own, tongue safely tucked below his shaft and she maintained a strong suction in an attempt to cum him before his turn. Green spent a really long time pumping in swift, long strokes while her pussy enjoyed the instant pleasure. Another orgasm came quick and her jaws dropped with the mind blowing climax her pussy was delivering.

She felt his size in her head as her vaginal muscles contracted, on top of that, she made sure to squeeze with all her might to let him leverage on that moment. With one knee up, Green gave a final burst of energy and rammed hard into her, giving her a continuous supply of orgasms that drained most of her strength from her arms. A high pitched groan later, she felt her womb filling up with warmth, filling all the way along the walls of her tunnel and out to her clit, where it laid untouched. The cum dripped out of her pussy and Green’s exit caused a few large glob of sticky cum to leak back out.

He smiled to Black and he went to her side where Black was initially. Black made a few clumsy move to her ass and they turned her over again. Rinnie’s thighs were sore from the slaps and so she knew she had better kept her legs wide apart. But Black knew of a better position. He placed her ankles together and raised them to his shoulders, while aiming for her entrance and preparing for the final entry.

Her mouth was aching from the deep throat and luckily they let her rest. They no longer needed to hold her still as she was exhausted, so, they sat on her roommate’s bed and raised half their masks up to enjoy the show while remaining hidden. Black gave them a stare and then proceeded to ram his hips against her, forcing the pile of cum mixture out and giving Rinnie’s G-spot a good stroking.

She had never felt her most sensitive spot get tortured so badly before, but on the other hand, it felt overwhelming good. Her pussy relaxed and she placed her fingers on her clit to relieve the soreness. Black was much more gentler on her this time as he took his time to execute the 9-slow 1-deep move. Her pussy had unconsciously turned into a hungry cat and it was begging for more. Her legs were held in a cross behind his hips and his other hand went to massage her clit.

In no time, another orgasm came and an unexpected gush of cum came spraying onto the guy’s stomach. A fit followed and Rinnie’s body lost control, while squirming around and dirtying her sheets. Black was actually on the verge of cumming from her blowjobs but that squirting made her slippery and he thrashed his dick into her, ravaging her pussy with deep thrusts to a point it almost knocked her out. But every outwards stroke would pull her back to humanity and the cycle would keep going.

Rinnie felt Black’s dick going faster and faster, until he stopped midway close to another climax. Nonetheless, she was happy that he was cumming. But the strong jet of cum shot at her G-spot and the final straw was delivered. She felt her pussy contracting and a gentle stream of cum flowed like pee out of her pussy. Black’s sperms were still topping her up and the mess was undeniably huge.

He had to pull out halfway and let the juice-cum-squirt liquid gush out like a broken tap and finished his load all over her body. In a last attempt to clean himself up, he dropped his softening dick into her mouth and pinched her nose, making her suck it clean before letting her breath. The trio then left the room hurriedly, leaving Rinnie sobbing in the wet bed.

That night, Sally did not return and Rinnie slept on the floor instead of her bed. It was the most horrible night as her body struggled to fight for the ‘slut’ status while her mind remained angelic and convinced her otherwise. The exact enactment reappeared in her dreams and she woke up to another pool of wetness at her bottoms. Looking at the patches of yellowish puddle stain on her bed, she knew she had lost herself.

That dream she had bothered her the whole day and slowly, the devil in her showed her that it was in fact – a sweet dream. The gang rape changed her body, and the ‘nightmare’, changed her.

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Shorter and Shorter.

Somehow, this entry had something to do with the link that White Wolf shared, but it might not be linked too. Recently, the updates to awesome local erotic blogs has been dwindling, and the contents now are moving towards increasing number of pictures to replace ‘a thousand words’. True enough, our society has fed us with instant, condensed, easy to comprehend kind of media. I don’t know if I could say that I have the most frequently updated erotica blog, since there could be other blogs that I had not linked.

On a well-known social forum (Sammyboyforums.com), countless threads that span across recounts, fantasies, histories, are updated everyday, and most of them were lost to time, some even left incomplete. That very forum has writers that I admire and aspire to be, with a bigger audience than what my site statistics showed me. However, I believe that more people are visiting the ‘pictures’ categories as their lifestyles get busier.

In this entry, you will learn some facts that I had never told in my entries, particularly in relation to my blog (rather than my lifestyle). If you guys had started from a few years back, you will find that my frequency was much higher, up to a few stories a day, but with long periods of absence between. Some of you would find your all-time-favourite in the older posts, buried in other poorly written stories. Just as life intended, inspiration and thoughts portray themselves very differently at varying times, and things only get more difficult when I try to translate them into words.

One reason why I often apologised for my badly written stories was the lack of concern about the quality once I have completed an entry. Looking at the thousand words plus article, it hurts to ‘discard draft’. Logic has been one thing that stood in my way when I write a recount that sounded unbelievable. But I have to clarify that most of the stories that got deleted belonged to the ‘Life’ section, thus, keeping the main category ‘Kinkies’ undisturbed.

If you guys had seen the number of drafts I keep in my Google Drive, I am sure you will question the amount of time I had on my hands. There are so many beginnings that has no ends. Frustration kicks in when inspirations decide to go on a holiday, leaving me with those incomplete stories to finish. As you guys have known, I do not write stories that is ’50 Shades’ long, because I simply do not have the attention span. For someone who gets distracted easily, short, detailed entries that I can complete within three four hours was most ideal.

I guess I am the kind of person who have to finish what I started on the spot, or risk leaving the project halfway done forever. It is not something that I will attempt to change though, because I write for passion, much like doing it because I feel good doing it. Plus.. I don’t get much reward from this. Seeing how other blogs thrive with less entries, or more photos, I feel jealous that I do not have what they had, like naturally attractive private parts for an instance or the more original – good writing skills

Now, for the one 7SidedBox fact that I am most proud of.

My passion for writing has secured enough entries to last till the end of 2014, extending into March of 2015 as of today.

As good as it may sound, I am also sad to reveal that there are less than ten photos in line among the 3-days-a-story schedule up till 2014 too. Yay or nay? It doesn’t matter to me. There are fewer and fewer people reading my wordy blog now, and you guys are all that I am thankful for. For those who are writing for personal reasons, please do share what you have accumulated, because ultimately, I will have to dedicate my time to important things, like family, children, in the future.

For those who are pissed of with waiting three days, keep waiting :P There are good and bad posts to come, beyond my control. I realised it was more than just spell-checks I needed to improve. I can’t help the less-than-perfect inspirations that came to me, but I definitely did my best to write everything the way I wanted you guys to understand.

Whether or not the future will change the ‘reading many short entries’, or ‘reading one long story’ habit, I will continue to write whenever I can, to keep you guys stroking, or fingering. Let’s hope the idea of using surrogates will come replace our human bodies so we can enjoy without any dangers. If only I could write a program to accept search terms to create customised articles to every reader, I guess you guys will just have to live in my stories for now.

Thank you guys for your support, no matter how long have you been reading my blog.

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Sporting

A message came into Vanessa’s iPhone and vibrated under her pillow. It was three in the morning but she was still blog surfing, her usual way to kill time. The message got her excited and bewildered at the same time. It was Alex, whom she met online. He was a charming guy who initiated a series of kinky messages that kept her turned on on her way to school.

Alex (SMS): ‘Meet me outside.’

Outside where? She put on her slipper with her long shirt and tiptoed out of her 6-bedded dormitory into the corridor. A head peeked out around a corner and a hand waved. She tapped away on her phone to confirm it was him and he waved the phone back in response. She hurried towards him, all the while checking if there was anyone else looking. He pulled her into the darkness once she passed the corner, and listened hard for any footsteps behind.

Although it was the first time she saw him, he did not look too unkempt. He was strong from the tug and she stood right in front of him, shyly looking downwards on the floor. He tilted her head up and planted a warm kiss on her lips. He was slightly taller, and it was all perfect for kissing. Her tongue reached into his mouth and his hands went under the back of her shirt to her skin.

Vanessa (whispering): ‘How did you get in here?’

Alex (whispering): ‘I used to work for the company that specialised in digital access and your school’s system is a familiar one. I told the guard I am here for maintenance. And in case you don’t know, such services is done at night when no one uses the system.’

She felt relieved and his hand turned her head up again, continuing with the kisses they enjoyed. His other hand at the side slipped down her waist and into her panties, that were worn out but smooth, it felt so soft with his hand in it. In the corner, there was no light and the security cameras were out of sight. He felt her wetness in her panties and knew he would have to find another place to carry this further.

He led her to a small meeting room on the level where students used it as a lounge and tapped his version of the access card, unlocking it with a long beep. The door swung open and they made their way into the cold dark room. The air conditioning turned on automatically and Alex placed her on the table in the middle of the room.

With two hands, he removed her panties and let it fall onto the floor. Vanessa was totally embarrassed from the daring advances she was not prepared for, but she knew something in her wanted it. He made her lie down on the table with a cushion from the sofa, before raising one of her legs high in the air. She knew he was going down on her, and held her legs with her hand, splitting her pussy wide for him.

He used his fingers and twirled the sparsely spread thin pubic hair, while blowing air on her privates. Vanessa’s eyes closed with the sensual start of the kinky sexcapades and let him did what he wanted. The next moment, his hands reached up her body and massaged her developing B cups in a kneading motion that felt so ever warm. Her nipples poked hard and tall from his stimulation and her pussy was dying for some attention.

After she began moaning in a cute frighten sound, his tongue touched her sensitive slit and dragged upwards to her hidden clit, under the soft folds of meat. The wet and slippery contact felt calming and she relaxed her neck onto the cushion, totally submitting to his advances. Alex knew she never came from her solo masturbation at home, so, he really put all his effort onto her clit, sucking on them and flicking them up and down, driving her wild and yearning for more.

Vanessa (whispering): ‘Alex, slow down slow down.’

Her upright leg fell to the side and laid lifeless as she lost focus. He did as she asked and a while later, a generous amount of translucent liquid flowed out of her pussy and as it reached her ass crack, he moved his mouth to the little hole and sucked on the leaking juices. His hand took over her clit and he massaged them in a circular motion until her hands came down to hold him still, whilst another wave of juices leaked.

Her eyes could not open from the over-sensitive cunnilingus’ orgasms, but she knew most of her energy was gone. A zip sound got her attention and she sat up immediately, careful not to let him take her virginity. Her legs closed slowly while he freed his dick in the cold room.

Alex (whispering): ‘Don’t worry. I’m not going to have sex with you. Trust me k? Watch.’

He led her hand to his average sized weapon and placed it gently on her slit. With her hand holding it in place, he took both her knees and shut them tightly, dick between her legs and pointed at her. He removed her hand and adjusted the cushions she laid on, before using her hand to cover her pussy. She managed to reach to her pussy from her hips and her hand blocked her virgin hole with assurance.

Alex (whispering): ‘I’m just going to move it through here.’

She could see his pee hole peering through her legs, and it was slippery with her juices too. She continued to cover her pussy in the awkward position and let him move his hips, shoving in and out between her legs. The rubbing did not only made Alex groan like a girl, it was also stroking her clit from that angle and she was moaning as well.

Her firm toned legs were squeezing him so hard he did not dared move too quickly. Vanessa’s hand had slipped away and she went back to a more comfortable position, knowing she could trust him not to cross the line. Her pussy was so sensitive from the non-stop stroking that it shocked her suddenly when a wave of climax drained her senses.

Her body shook uncontrollably from the ongoing thrusts, granting Alex even more ‘manmade’ lubricant to faster. Vanessa could not do anything as he kept going and kept stimulating her clit, driving her too wild to try and slow him down. He did increase his speed from the extra lube and rammed against her butt more vigorously, until he groaned too loud for comfort and stretched her shirt up high.

The strings of white stickiness sprayed onto her body and the bit of warmth was showing her how much cum she got from him. His body trembled from the sensitivity of her tightness and finally let go off her knees so he could break free. With a mess under her shirt, she was thinking about something else instead.

Vanessa (whispering): ‘Can I taste it?’
Alex (whispering): ‘Sure.’

He thought she wanted to try what was on her breasts and tummy, but she got off the table and went to the sofa where he rested on. She sat next to him and bent over like a gymnast (she was one anyway), taking his dick into her mouth and sucking it dutifully like a straw. Her mouth did not went deep but the swirling of her tongue made it unbearable for him.

Letting her suck to her delight, the last bit of cum was gone and she raised her head to his relieve. Vanessa smiled and gave the aftertaste a detailed tasting and swallowed whatever cum she collected. She helped him wear his clothes back and he was a little wobbly from the intense ejaculation.

After the area was cleared of people, they left and Alex went his way. Still with the cum on her, tiredness overwhelmed her mind and she fell asleep shortly after. Needless to say, a wet dream related to what happened earlier made her deep sleep worthwhile and the extra energy she felt the next day was more than beneficial to her.

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Field Trip

Ms. Ng as Harnold’s class form teacher followed her class to one of the new field trips destinations the school had planned. She had been sitting with Harnold at the front of the bus where everyone else avoided, leaving them in a little privacy right behind the driver’s seat which was way lower in front. His fingers had been naughty once the bus started moving and went under her skirt to caressed her pussy which was hiding behind a thin piece of panties. The moans had been too soft, but with the nimble fingers rubbing her so quickly, she almost lost control when he gave her an orgasm.

After a long kinky bus ride, they finally halted at the destination and the students were sighing non-stop under the hot sun, in front of a glass building. Ms. Ng walked at the front and the rest of her class followed, right into the huge hall with body scanners. One by one, each of them went through the scanners without issues except for a few who had piercings in their tongues and had to remove them.

They were led into a lift with fingerprint scanners for usage and the journey upwards was a smooth quiet one. Somewhat, too quiet for a reputably noisy class. The ambient was very different from how relaxed they were in their classroom. The police weren’t dressed like officers you see on the streets, but had bullet proof vest on, along with a sleeker looking revolver instead of a pistol.

The building looked normal with long alleys of darkened glass and narrow pathways stretching across the floor. Once inside a conference room, they were briefed on the usage of this building. It was Singapore’s equivalent of N.S.A. and considered to be top-secret. The building was designed in a way that no matter who came through or wandered inside, everywhere that person went would be considered secured. Because all the secrets were out of sight, and access to them was impossible.

Ms. Ng was given two temporary access cards, one each for the toilets of both genders. That level they were on, was a buffer floor, used to isolate and trap whoever not supposed to be in or out of the building, but had been decorated with various ‘missions’ for the purpose of this school visit. Every one of the usual misbehaving students were especially good that day, fully aware of the mess they might get into if they triggered anything. The lack of security cameras was replaced by motion-sensing strips like from the film, ‘iRobot’.

Harnold followed Ms. Ng as she walked towards the toilets with both cards and he needed the toilet too. Once the door buzzed unlocked, she went into the single cubicle restroom which Harnold pushed his way in as well. There was no way to open the door from the outside when in use, never before they felt any safer. Her panties were hiked up to her waist as his hands tugged them, pressing his body against hers, their lips joined and tongues fought. His fingers dug into her wet panties and aimed for her clit, which her legs twisted in ecstasy when he vibrated his hand.

She weakly reached for his pants and undid it as quickly as she could, stroking his dick while he shoved his fingers into her pussy. She placed her foot on the cover to let him penetrate deeper but he knew her addiction as well, and stopped after a few deep shove. Ms. Ng finally gave in and sat on the cover, sucking his dick that was at her face. Her eyes stayed on him while he groaned away, holding her head to guide her mouth deep and fast.

After a few minutes, she pushed his dick out and mumbled, ‘Can you fuck me now?‘ Harnold felt powerful knowing she was his. He turned her around to face her towards the wall while her knees rested on the seat cover. He positioned her hips low for a good doggie pounding and in no time, the panties was at her knees, ready. Harnold held her butt firmly as he let his dick split the delicate pussy open, forcing her to accept his manhood that was throbbing with life.

His hips rammed hard against her butt, thrashing her little pussy into soreness, yet filling her up so satisfying that she could not control herself at all. The tightening and relaxing was totally up to him, who was stroking her G-spot without mercy. She brought her body back against him and he held her boobs in his hands as her pussy squeezed him to the max. The building urge to cum had dwindled to nothingness, but the extra flow of juices out of her was extraordinary. It was soothing in the cold toilet and moisturised his dry balls too.

His legs wobbled slightly at the random contractions of her vagina and she felt his imbalance as well. So, Ms. Ng led him to sit on the bowl facing outwards while she climbed over his lap, boobs pressed onto his chest. With her butt resting on each side of his thighs, she hugged him closer and let his dick enter her on its own. Once he was fed to her starving cave, her hips began grinding back and forth, letting Harnold experience something he never felt before. His dick was massaged like a flute, tiny like presses on his rod, while the movements made the pushing of his buttons felt like someone squeezing a toothpaste tube.

Somehow, space was getting smaller inside her and he was mentally thinking of how to calm down so he would not.. ‘Oh no!‘ He exclaimed as his shotgun jerked and fired the continuous 7 rounds of hot cum shot into the depth of her pussy, all the while continuing her ride thrusting her pussy towards him. If only his dick could scream, no sounds would still be heard from how deep he was and the amount of sperms he deposited inside would choked his dick as well.

Harnold fell backwards onto the wall and let his hips finished delivering whatever soldiers he had, right into Ms. Ng’s pussy. She got off him after a little struggle and wore her panties back, before giving him a quick suck to clean him up. Once done, his pants were up and they were out in a flash. The leaking cum out of her pussy was absorbed by her panties, and the rest of the day was spent trying to calm her raging hormones, since she was leaving and Harnold was graduating as well.

For the toilets, the glowing motion-sensing strips were actually disguised as the overhead spiral lights, so the authorities could monitor if anyone tried to escape from the toilets, yet again.