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A Second Chance

As the lights in the theatre dimmed, she took my hand and put it between her legs, under the black dress that I didn’t know she was comfortable being in it at all. Not only was it short, the hems flared easily to her every twists, making me worried about her insecurity.

Guiding my hand over her silken panties, she pushed my middle finger into her ass crack to feel a hard, solid bump. Wondering what it was at first, my curiosity was soon answered once I fiddled with it for a bit. It was a butt plug, that I knew she never had the courage to even attempt.

Throughout the whole movie, I was hooked on the way she squirmed whenever I tugged at it, while she rubbed her clit profusely to alleviate her cravings. By the end of the show, her panties was completely drenched that she had to take them off, for a long trip home on the train and bus.

By the time we stepped into the lift up to her place, her lips were all over me, with her hands in particular, desperately trying to get into my pants. As much as I wanted to relief the tension in my underwear, I didn’t want to do anything in public. It didn’t take long for her to challenge that when she dragged me into the stairwell at the end of the corridor, to finally free my cock from suffocation.

Without saying a word, she sat me down on the steps and went on her fours, sucking me in an eager manner that I have never seen before. While my head was bombarded with pleasure, she stuck a hand down her legs and fingered herself, an act she seldom perform in front of me.

Once she got herself too sexed up to concentrate on sucking my dick, she turned her ass towards me and wriggled playfully, a open invite for me to remove the plug for her. I did just that and helped her up on her feet, moving over to the railing where she stumbled to for support.

Resting her chest on the shiny, metal rail, she then used one hand to split an ass cheek apart, before her other hand went between her legs to grasp blindly for my cock. Unsure of my suspicion, I let her put the tip of my cock into her pussy for a few thrusts, thereafter pulling me out to replace it at her asshole.

Wet as my cock was, it still ached a little when I popped the small head in. The process to get all of me in was a long and slow one, filled with groans and pauses as she quivered non-stop to our first, anal tryout. After two, painful minutes, I was able to gently slide my cock in and out of her anus, assisted by the continuous thrusting motion of her fingers at her pussy.

Doing my best to be as gentle as I possibly could, there exist a constant need to squeeze my ass to maintain my peak hardness, while shoving my dick up her asshole. In time, we got the hang of it and found ourselves at the usual, fucking speed, banging our brains out for what that was worth.

Our forceful, intense sex soon weakened her grip on the railing, falling us on our knees when she received yet another orgasm that resulted in more bodily fluids leaking out of her pussy, onto the wet patch we were kneeling in.

Not more than a minute did we last in the the impromptu, doggystyle position, when my body crossed the point-of-no-return for that orgasm that has been accumulating since my entry into her ass. At once, my cock flooded her innards with strong, powerful squirts of cum she giggled silly to, at the same time rubbing her clit to milk every last drop out of me.

Unlike how I had to forcefully ‘popped’ my dickhead into her ass, she ‘pooped’ me out effortlessly, clean of any stains I had expected to see. After cleaning up as best as we could, we headed back to her place and showered thoroughly, for another round of bathroom quickie.

Back in her bed, she kept her mouth busy on my dick for the whole time I cleared whatever unfinished work. It wasn’t until she rode me halfway that she started crying, for an explanation that I surely didn’t expect such an interesting night to end up with.

For one, I wasn’t the type that would ‘fight’ to keep anyone in my life. So, when she still decided to return to me, continue being my beloved, and let me make love to her, my grace has already extended way past her one-night folly.

Since that night, she gradually turned into, what you would call, a sub, that fulfilled every of my kinks and fantasies. In return, she was allowed to ‘catch up’ with any guys she had in mind, under my supervision and strict vetting process.

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Sexual Faith

I almost lost my focus on the road when she unzipped the jacket she was wrapped up in, to reveal a pair of braless B-cups for my eyes to feast on. Right after that surprise, she reached into the short pair of FBT shorts and started masturbating, making all those squishing noises to distract me even further.

After twenty minutes of agonising driving, I parked the car at the basement of our condo and let her waiting hands undo my pants. As soon as my cock was freed, her mouth went over it and she began sucking hungrily on it, while I was free to grope her breasts as I deemed fit.

Oblivious to the few cars that drove past us, she put her hands to work as well, jerking me in synchrony with her mouth that was sliding up and down my shaft. For some part, I was puzzled by her unusual display of affection, yet at the same time, was immensely turned on by her domination.

(She sighed satisfyingly) ‘Mmmm! Do you want to cum in my mouth?’

‘Do you want me to?’

‘You can decide.’

I pointed my dong in her direction and she immediately got the cue, heading back down to suck on it like her life depended on it. After a few minutes, I could tell that she was tired and so I stopped her, assuring her that we could finish it upstairs.

We gathered our belongings and made our way up, to our doorstep where she then dragged me into the stairwell. Resuming her blowjob on her knees, she was exceptionally enthusiastic about pleasing me until my legs went wobbly. By then, I was high beyond sober and had to stop her so I could have her my way.

Into the house we went and I went about my usual routine, setting down my bag before heading into the kitchen to find well-seasoned steaks next to a hot cast iron pan. Being the chef-wannabe I was, I took her spot in front of the stove and let her hug me from behind, hands fondling my wiener during the whole time I seared the meat.

In no time, we were having dinner together in the nude, feet stretched across to caress our privates in an attempt to hinder each other from the aromatic, butter-seared beef. Because she had a smaller piece, she was done with her food first, giving her all the freedom she needed to crawl under the table, and get her dessert.

Needless to say, my meal was riddled with obstacles, mostly from moaning and cringing to the penetration deep into her throat. Not wanting to waste any bit, I finished everything as fast as I could and pried myself away.

At the sink, she volunteered to do the dishes, and I was free to bend her over for my cock to ‘get home’. If you could only see how flustered she was, you would not want to attempt such an act again. Besides getting that close to breaking a few dinnerware, she spent most of the time on her hands, panting and breathing to the tempo I was banging her at.

I let her finish what she had to do and carried her into the living room, put her in doggystyle on the couch, and plugged my cock back into her pussy. With Netflix playing some movie we watched halfway, her body continued to jerk uncontrollably to my deep, rapid thrusts, showering her with pleasure-filled orgasms one after another.

At some point in time, I turned her around and held her legs wide, piercing my dick into her pussy hands-free for both of us to admire. Thereafter, it was hard and forceful sex that sent her moaning the dirtiest comments, right in my face I was cringing out of desperation.

Without a word of warning, I unleashed the last burst of energy and hammered her so violently that her eyes rolled white. Maintaining that speed, I kept pumping until that inevitable pause came, along with a humongous load that filled her up so much that some of it leaked onto our couch.

Like the monster she was, she pushed me out of her with another satisfied sigh, and put her hand, formed into a cup, right under her pussy to collect everything that she could squeeze out. The next thing I knew, she was tipping the cum from her hand into her mouth, slurping it up like a perfect, traditional Chinese, half-boiled egg.

Laying lazily with a delighted grin, I decided to slide my semi-erection into her and carried her into the bathroom that way, for a well-deserved shower. It was only after she has personally scrubbed my manhood that she let me face-fuck her until I delivered another load of semen straight into her mouth.

Once in the morning, once at night.

That was how she kept temptations away from me, with the occasional roleplay, frequent use of toys, and random, wild sex like that night to keep things interesting.

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Offense

(Jen asked cheekily) ‘So what will you be doing tonight?’

‘Sleep? Maybe watch a movie on my tablet.’

(In her doubtful tone) ‘Sure? Not find girls to massage you?’

‘No. I’m pretty tired already. We’ve walked so much today.’

With a grin of disbelief on her face, Jen shifted herself closer to me until my shoulder was in her cleavage, a move I didn’t quite understand. Just as I wondered what was she up to, I felt her hand move over my boxers, right across my groin.

(I whispered) ‘What are you doing?’

‘Making sure.’

‘Of?’

Without saying a word more, her hand went into my boxers and blindly fondled with my dick, until it grew into the size that fit her grip. It was only then I gently put my hand on her waist, sliding downward into her shorts before reaching around for her firm butt. A simple push of my arm lowered her shorts down to her knees, where she kicked them off before taking my boxers off too.

Our hands returned to each other’s bodies once our lower halves were naked, exchanging pleasure in the silence of ignorance. As she continued jerking my fully-erected penis, I slipped my hand between her legs and felt her open up for me. Casually, I brushed my fingertips along her clit and immediately sensed a tiny shiver from her.

Nothing else was attempted that day besides the mundane-yet-innocent acts comprising of a handjob, and a clit-rub. We were both moaning so softly, entangled sexually in something we knew wasn’t sustainable. When she finally closed her eyes to match her serious look, the tremor in her body built up to a full-fledged orgasm that leaked her nectar all over my fingers.

Her shyness made her cup her hand over mine (at her pussy), and held it there until the climax passed. Bringing her attention back to my hard on, she collected some saliva from the both of us and resumed stroking me, in a more sensational mood.

Five, sensual minutes later, I sensed her grip tighten as she moved her hand faster, in response to the climax that peaked after a few seconds. To prevent my cum from soiling the bed, I rotated myself onto my back and let her continue pumping my cock.

Another intense minute later, I held her hand still and watched alongside her as cum sprayed into the air, over our hands and onto my belly. She then instinctively interlocked our fingers and kept stroking my cock for more, until the eruption passed.

That cute, inquisitive girl couldn’t help but played with the cum on my body, rubbing some of it on her drier, flaking skin for nourishment. When that turned out to greatly smoothen her complexion, she smeared some over her inner thighs, where I might have rubbed her too hard.

(She whispered) ‘Make sure that you don’t find other girls.’

What else could I do but smile at her naive intention, thereafter setting the alarm for next morning. Before I could ask her about her plans, she shouted ‘goodnight’ aloud and covered her head with the blanket, partly answering my question.

Halfway through the night, a hand went over my cock again, followed by a mouth that redefined ‘exhaustion’ (for me) shortly after. We ended up eating each other out in 69, tongues lashing at each other’s sensitive spots until none of us could take it any more.

Like long-lost lovers unleashing their lust, we went like wild rabbits that night, fucking all over the room until we were too sore to continue. The next morning, we only left the hotel once to get both lunch and dinner, as well as alcohol to inspire some drunken sex.

Instead of one-night-stand, I call it one-trip-stand.

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Guardian

(I shouted) ‘GUYS! WHAT THE FUCK!’

‘SHIT SHIT SHIT! SOMEONE SAW US!’

As I made my way down the two flight of stairs I saw them from, I couldn’t quite believe the number of ‘participants’ that were actually involved. There were six students, four males who were busy zipping their fly, and two girls, one tied to a water pipe and the other to the railing, all dressed in my school’s uniform.

Just when I reached the floor that they were on, one of the guys jumped on me to restrain me, with two more swiftly joining him while the last dashed for his bag. In under a minute, they managed to zip tie my hands behind my back, and kept me held at pen-knife point in the corner where the girl (at the pipes) was.

(He whispered) ‘guys? we’re fucked already. but I think I have an idea. we can record him fucking one of them. it might come in handy.’

‘OH HELL.. ‘

‘keep talking Mr. Yeh.’

And I couldn’t, with the knife piercing through the skin at my neck. It didn’t take long for them to ready two phones, aimed in my direction, while one of them freed the girl closest to me.

‘take his pants off.’

She followed their instructions and undid my pants, dropping them at the knees where they said was ‘good enough’. With a trembling hand, she obeyed their subsequent commands and started jerking me, to achieve an erection my body could not disregard. It has never occur to me that if I shut my eyes from the corruptible scene, my mind would naturally imagine a ‘plot’ similar to the current situation.

‘suck him now.’

Peggy, as shown on her name tag, raised herself on her knees and took my cock as deep as she could, leaving more saliva each time on the outward-stroke. In time, the guy directing us grew impatient at her lack of enthusiasm, and pushed her head further into my groin, gagging her repeatedly on my cock. The deeper she went, the harder I got (duh), since there was just no way her juvenile mouth would easily take all of it.

When he finally let go of her hair, she fell backward onto her ass and cried even harder. I was dragged to where the other girl was, her hands tied to the upward-slanting railing so her ass would stick out in a standing doggy position.

‘Peg, help Mr. Yeh put his cock inside Faye.’

I could only catch a few seconds of Faye’s sorrowful eyes, before my dick split her small opening too wide apart, hurting her so much that she bit into her arm to prevent her screams from getting too loud. I tried as best as I could to hold myself at that depth until the ‘director’ delivered a kick to my butt, forcing the rest of my.. 6 inch cock into my very own student.

The loud sigh from Faye came as a relief for me, knowing that her body had given up in some ways. Another kick sent me thrusting into her tight pussy, wetting itself gradually as the vagina loosened up. By then, I was biting into my own lips to stay as quiet as I could, to keep the two, vulnerable and susceptible girls out of harm’s way.

To their cheers and crude instructions, I fucked Faye harder and faster, until she began moaning in pleasure. Sick as I was to say that it felt liberating, my mind was on the recovery process for the girls. If this had to happen one way or another, any ‘good sensations’ will be helpful.

At one point, Faye’s legs began shaking violently, as her vagina wrapped itself tighter around my cock. The guys, seeing that she was showing signs of an orgasm, put the Peggy on her chest against my back, for one of them to penetrate her while Faye came.

During the course of her orgasm, her vagina shrunk around my cock, creating a vacuum that pulled me, and all the sensitive nerves ending at the tip of my cock, into an uncontrollable, downward spiral.

‘GUYS! I’M GONNA CUM! FUCK OFF NOW!’

‘OHHH NO!’

The jerking behind me got even faster, forcing me to fuck Faye that ever subtly. But that was all it took, for me to blow my load inside her, overflowing out of her cocked-up pussy and onto my shoes.

The guys quickly picked their bags and made a dash down the block, leaving us to ourselves in our dishevelled state. It took Peggy almost five minutes to pull herself together, cut Faye and I loose, and then break down in that stairwell.

Faye’s eyes were soulless then, and I was completely speechless about what we just went through.

(Faye muttering) ‘cher.. you won’t leave us right?’

‘No way. I promise you two. I’ll never.. ‘

(Peggy grabbing my arm) ‘I’m scared.’

(Faye grabbing my arm next) ‘Me too.’

First things first, the morning-after pill.

For weeks following that afternoon, the guys in possession of our videos gathered without fail at my place, along with Faye and Peggy, to make even more videos with us fucking in all sorts of positions and every imaginable props.

The only thing that I got, was their word to never lay a hand on those girls again, even if I have to subject myself to their atrocities.

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Overused

As exhausted as I was, especially after two rounds of sex, the sight of my baby girl in a restrained-doggystyle worked like magic on my limp dick. Unlike the imaginable ways you can tie a girl to the bed, we had a different set up that night.

Two spreader bars kept her elbows AND knees apart, while a center, vertical bar restricted her from straightening her body (or lying flat down). The collar around her neck was chained to the headboard, with an additional long, seatbelt-quality webbing running under the bed to hold her calves as wide as she could manage.

This special bondage arrangement was planned in line with my use of a single Viagra pill, which she was all too happy to test it with me.

As you can imagine, our first round happened with all of our enthusiasm, loud, forceful smashing that would push the sturdiness of my bed to its limit. We were no doubt in a monotonus, straightforward, fucking position, but there was just something about the pill that drove us really crazy.

The moment I pierced her pussy with my cock, my body moved on its own without any control, thrusting mercilessly, fearlessly, almost crazily at that soft, wet opening perched at the end of her body. We didn’t go more than three minutes before she started screaming into the pillows, some times for me to stop, and other times for me to just fuck her to death.

When I sensed her vagina contracting, a sign of an incoming orgasm, my efforts to slow down and pull out, went in vain. My waist only jerked harder in that narrowing gap, splitting her collapsing walls apart AND as fast as possible. That single climax stretched out to three, back-to-back orgasms when I couldn’t get control of my body.

While I was harder than usual, my extra-sensitive head was unaffected. At the end of the orgasm-streak she was on, I crossed my threshold without much effort and let my cock sprayed where it desired, deep into her pussy that I was still plugged deeply in.

My body just fell over her back once my balls were emptied, but the earlier ecstasy was quickly replaced by a hot, pulsating sensation through my shaft. I took a quick peek at where our bodies joined and saw a fully erected cock, that needed just one stroke (in and out of her pussy) to grasp the prowess of it.

Never before have I ever pulled out, and then plunge my cock right back into her pussy to continue fucking her. The first few minutes of ’round two’ took place in silence, thereafter her pillow-muffled screams resurfaced. I was ramming her at speeds we have never encountered, practically fast enough to make her squirt all over our thighs and onto my bed.

For as long as I shoved my cock into her, tiny squirts of joy ensued. The rattling of the spreader bars and chains grew more frantic as one after another orgasm consumed her, depriving her of sanity and strength in three-minute waves. From behind, I could already see a big, wet patch on the pillow she was drooling into, as well as smaller droplets where her tears dripped.

I could not react to the guilt I was feeling, nor could I do anything about the pitiful state she was in. My hips, then still-pounding her, was in total control of the non-stop orgasms she was victim to.

Barely fifteen into the second round, I came again at the same spot, into her pussy that was already overflowing with our mixed fluids. That ejaculate finally brought me down onto my ass, though the erection in front of me had not weakened a bit.

Throat burning of thirst, I went for a drink in the dark and returned to the bed, to see her body shivering, cum and whatnot still dripping out of her pussy.

For some reason, I went back to my spot between her legs and plugged my cock back, twerking just my hips to fuck her hands-free. By the seconds, she turned quieter until she was just sighing and panting to my thrusts. Her pussy had began to dry up, but it only caused a better sensation at my loin.

The third load of cum poured so easily into her pussy that was covered in more ‘white’ than pink (her pussy), not that it made any difference to my strides.

As I undid the spreader bar at her knees, my body was still fucking her. Only after the restraints at her calves were removed, did she straightened her legs to lie flat on the bed. I rolled her over onto her back, raised one of her thighs, and dipped my cock back in.

Despite the sex looking all necrophiliac, seeing how motionless she was, I came for the last time into her. None of us could remember exactly what happened that night, but it did awakened a darker, more submissive side of her. She became my pet who would do as I asked, no matter where we were, at any time I wanted.