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This entry is written on behalf of a girl, Mandy, 22 years old. Recounting a nightmarish event that happened not long ago.

That night, I had no idea why I was so horny after some beers with my boyfriend, Shane, at a nearby hawker centre. Maybe he dropped the pills that he was wanting me to try into my drinks, but all I remembered was myself getting so wet under my multi-coloured striped beach shorts he bought for me on that very day. My nipples were poking so obviously under the padless bra, which was also bought by him. We just left the tables of unfinished bottles of beer and I knew I was walking ahead of him, seeking a dark corner to get off.

We turned into a short building that was government owned, like a power generator house or something and the tall bushes were great for cover. After we went into the end of the bushes, which coincidentally, led to a metal gate that was opened. I went first through it and found a dark corner. My mind was so distracted I no longer cared if the place was dirty.

I pulled him close to me and pushed him up against a wall, kissing him with lips that did not really wanted to taste his mouth. My hands went down to his Hawaiian design shorts and undid the knot, forcing my hand into his underwear and played with his dick. All I wanted was to get him hard, so he could do things to me. I jerked him while he reached his hands up my shirt and squeezed them so hard I was sure I moaned. He knew my nipples were sensitive, and he did not let that go unnoticed. Non-stop pinching and twisting only drove me crazier. I needed him inside.

Once his shorts was lowered just below his balls, I squatted and let him put his dick into my mouth, depraving my brain of oxygen with the gradual thrusts he made. I merely kept my lips around his girth and he was mouth fucking me fast. Groans were coming out of him and I knew he was enjoying it as much as he could, before it was my turn to get satisfied. He was midway to cum and when he stepped away from me, I knew he wanted to empty his load elsewhere.

I got up to my feet, turned around to face the wall and stuck my butt out a little for him. Just as I felt his hands on my pants against the crotch, I heard some whisper and my head just slammed hard into the concrete wall before me. The pain had put me in a daze but it was a number of people that shocked me. I saw about three person who had tattoos on their arms rush in and pulled Shane away. Two of them threw him on the ground and started to attack him. My arms were placed in a wrist lock position before turning around to watch them beat my boyfriend up. Clearly, three of them was enough to handle the both of us.

The man behind me held both of my wrist behind my back with one hand and the other reached in front of me, undoing the strings and reaching into my shorts. I had gone panty-less that night and it was a fucking wrong move. His fingers rubbed my clit so fast that my legs went weak, almost slamming knee first into the ground if not for him holding on to me. He was brought to the ground while supporting me but it was alright, since it was a better position to get what he wanted.

In front of me, was Shane covered in blood, and behind me, was a man pulling my shorts down. Needless to say, he felt my wet pussy and a zip sound confirmed my fear. He pushed me onto the rough ground and held my back down. My cries weren’t any good with him slamming my head on the floor the moment I tried to scream. In a flash, I felt his dick pierced into me and it went all way in without a break.

The force he pulled be back with was so strong that his dick just filled my pussy up like how a tap on full blast would fill a balloon. I could sense my vagina trying to push him out but it was useless. With his two hands on my waist, I was brought back and forth while his dick was satisfied with the convenient fuck. It was that moment when I hated how nicely I kept my body, because of how the world looked at us girls. The other two guys came over after they made sure my guy was too badly injured to move. They pulled my tank top off my body and my bra was ripped off painfully. Their hands just went all over my body, touching me in every spot they enjoyed, including putting their fingers into my asshole.

That move was the fatal one as I lost control and moaned in a squealing tone, giving away the sensitivity of that spot. One of them just kept digging my ass while the guy behind kept ramming. Five minutes of hell passed and the finger in my butt finally gave up. Although my ass was no longer stimulated, the sensation was bombarding in my head so badly I almost wanted to beg for it, but no. I wasn’t going to do that. The man behind me groaned and went faster, until I felt him froze and a hot gush of semen flushed into my pussy. It was truly hell. I was on a birth control patch prescription and one of them noticed.

After the first guy was done, he went off and gave my boyfriend a few kicks in his face. The agonising scream was so pitiful in my helplessness. A second man came over and flipped me on my back, dragging me a distance to where he knelt. The pain on my back, head and pussy was so excruciating I was about to give up holding back and just scream. But it did not happen. The man who was done with me took off his underwear to clean his dick, and stuffed that disgusting thing into my mouth.

The second man then kept pounding into my cum-filled pussy relentlessly, while the last guy tried to shove his dick into my mouth. Thankfully, the height and angle and everything was wrong and it hurt him too much before his turn. Taking revenge on the fact he was last, he went for my nipples and sucked on them, biting them every now and then to make me go crazy. He wouldn’t have known it was my weakness, but he was doing it.. sort of well. My nipples bled after a while and he went behind the guy doing me, stroking every corner of my pussy with his long dick.

Although I definitely wasn’t enjoying the rape, I had to admit that the orgasms were so intense when coupled with pain and the rough handling. The wound on my head was going numb in the cold wind, and my nipples only got harder as the night blew on the cuts. My mind was going blank and my vision was disappearing. The second man paused again and I felt the second rush of sperms into my cunt. That was how I felt while they abused me freely – a cunt. I tried to push some of the cum out and it was warmth that I felt trickling out of my pussy and between my butt to the anus.

The last man turned me over like a bitch and jabbed into my pussy without restraint. The pain tore me apart and my knees were bleeding as well. The jerking of my body was so strong that I knew my knees gave way to the pain. The man just kept pounding into me, giving me at least three more orgasms before he withdrew, rushing to my front and brought me back on my ass, seated on the floor. My legs rested sideways as he thrust his dick into my mouth, going throat deep continuously despite my gagging and overflowing saliva.

Until about a minute later, he shook uncontrollably and emptied his balls into my mouth, giving me a taste of his sick, man juice. I spat it out immediately and he slapped me hard. It was worth it, if a slap could prevent the previous two men from ejaculating into me. The first guy then came to me and pointed his dick at me, which I thought would be another round of mouth fuck, but he just shot his second load at me and the three of them took off after pulling their shorts up.

Shane and I remained at the same spot for a long time, unsure of what to do. My shirt, shorts, were stained with blood, and my bra could not be found, presumingly in the bushes. He was just blood, with just patches of clean skin showing. The rest was history as we sneaked back to my place which was the closest place for him to rest, before going to A&E the next day.

We made the relevant police reports but all they could assure us was finding the assailants. From that day on, I no longer wore such skimpy outfits, since I also had to cover up the scars that they left on me. And Shane left me after watching me get raped in front of his eyes. Who could I blame? Well, the answer for that question was Shane, now ex-boyfriend, for drugging me and being unable to protect me at my most vulnerable.

My life was officially fucked. Till date, I had not told anyone this as I still needed to get a job (losing the previous one due to recovery and counselling to fix my god damned mind), and maybe, just maybe, a man who would be willing to accept my past. For J’s sake, and gratitude to him for writing this for me, I will put an image of how I looked like in your minds.

I stand at 160, weighing 48kg. I once got addicted to weight loss and the good habit that I picked up was going to the gym (but just for bodybuilding), which kept my figure attractive. My stats at that point of incident was 34-29-32. A small tanned figure, with mid-back length brown-black hair. But seriously, guys, protect your girls, no matter what you want us to do for you, we would, only if you can protect us.

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Prawns

Being the restless me, I could not sleep even though it was already 1am. So, I did the usual thing, to take my iPad, and make my way to the prawning area in Bishan. It was a ten minutes walk, but the serenity of the empty roads and clear skies was so calming. I reached the place soon and realised it was especially quiet, on a weekday morning. Putting my bag on one of the chairs, I paid for my rod and a box of worms, ready to put my attentive mind to work. Seated in front of the yabbie pond, there was not much people walking past, probably cause everyone was zoning out and tired.

The prawns bit my bait at a steady number and I was quite happy with the frequency. Just then, at the corner of my eye, a lady in a navy blue polka dot skater dress walked up the stairs to the prawning area and sat adjacent to me. A demure looking girl, ponytail hair with brown streaks. I went back to prawning and she had caught her first prawn.

Girl: ‘Umm.. excuse me. Can you help me?’
Me: ‘Yeah.’

How could I say no to such a pretty lady? I removed the pincers off the prawn and threw it inside her net to keep the prawn alive. But what bothered me was the fact that she knew how to set up the bait and do the flicks to hook the prawns, yet not able to handle the catch.

Me: ‘You know how to catch a prawn, but why not to free it from the bait?’
Girl: ‘I used to come here with my boyfriend.. but he is no longer with me.’
Me: ‘Ouh. Don’t be too sad. I’m Caleb. What’s your name?’
Girl: ‘Christine. Thanks for helping me.’

We smiled at each other and went back to prawning, which was no longer lonely with each other. As time passed, she could not fight the fatigue and was dozing off on the chair, which her legs opened wider and wider, almost exposing herself. A quick look around showed that there was no one else except the two of us, and some sitting far away. I placed my palm on one of her knees and shook, but she just gave a weary glance at me.

Me: ‘Christine.. do you want me to send you home?’
Christine: ‘Yeah okay.’

We packed our stuff and I got all the prawns she caught. We made our way to her car, which I totally did not expect at all. Now it would seemed like she was the one sending herself home, and me getting in the way. Well, at least not that the age she looked like. I knew she was drowsy, but the packet of sweet was finished by my itchy mouth.

Me: ‘Can I give you a massage with you drive? So you can stay awake.’

Christine turned her head to me and reached for my left hand, which I handed her. She placed it under her skirt on her right upper thigh, before moving the car out of the slot. Of course I knew what to do, and what was about to come. My hand lightly brushed against her smooth skin, and went further up to her panties, which was extra soft and.. moist?

Christine (whispering): ‘The knot is at the side.’

Knot? I shifted my hands to her hips and found the release to her panties, which I gladly undone. Her bare private still felt moist, but softer in another sense. I reached deeper into her clit and teased her sensitive spot, which was doing well in keeping her awake. We reached her place before I put my fingers inside her, but that was all I needed to get her home safely.

Christine: ‘Come up. There’s no one home.’

The lift ride was a quiet one, but I could sense the density of thoughts flooding the small cube we were in. Her doors opened and we entered, just after putting my bag of prawns on her kitchen sink, her arms wrapped around my larger-than-average body, sobbing very lightly. I turned around to her and she immediately planted her lips on mine, which her tongue slowly invaded my mouth and we started frenching. Like long lost lovers, our mouth never separated, but her tears just seeped between our lips expressing her bitterness.

I carried her to her room with some directions and placed her on the bed like a baby. I lay beside her and my hand roamed along her legs again, up her thighs, and onto her hidden clit. She was giving out soft sensual moans all the time and her ecstatic face just made me feel better making her feel good. My fingers soon found their way into her pussy and every time I sank my middle finger in, she would arch her head and back, to show me how good it felt.

Her free hands came to my shorts, and with one hand holding the waistband open, she slipped her other hand in and went right into my underwear, to where my little one had set up tent. With her delicate hand, she started to get me off and it was as good as masturbating myself, long strokes, in a comfortable grip. After a while of deep fingering, she nudged me away and sat up, removing my shorts and underwear all together. Her head lowered over my hips and I watched my dick disappeared into her mouth. She had opened her lips to the widest, and it had fitted me just nicely.

It had been a long time since someone had done something like this for me, and her diligence just warmed my heart over and over again. Although she did not know how to give proper oral sex, the fact that it didn’t hurt was good enough for me.

Me: ‘Do you want to take off your dress?’
Christine: ‘I prefer to do it clothed.’

It was an unspoken thing in common. I loved it too, doing it as though we’re in public. Best of all, she said ‘do it’. I was about to suggest missionary but she rejected it, saying that it was too unglamourous to be in that position in her dress.

Christine: ‘How about standing up?’

Of course, I was to say ‘sure’ to any suggestions. She knelt at the edge of the bed facing away from me, and I stood right behind her. Holding her waist, she rested her upper body on her arms and parted her legs slightly so she could take me in. I raised her skirt just high enough for me to spot her pink lips, and I dipped my meat into her saucy slit. Christine clenched her fists as I inched my way in, but it was nothing she could not handle. I pierced my way in in about twenty seconds and she tipped a little to her sides to close her legs together. The squeezing sensation was even stronger with this and I could totally feel her every bump inside.

I held her hips and began thrusting, gradually increasing my speed as I monitored her moans to climax. But it did not take long before I was ramming so hard into her that she was screaming for her life at some points, my hands were busy at her pair of succulent boobs while my dick was still hard at work. As she was rocking backwards at me at times, I took the chance to look around and noticed her camera sitting on her desk. Secretly, I took it and recorded our sexcapades, anyway, the camera was hers.

I pumped for as long as I could remember and it was getting tired. So I had no choice but to slow down to a pause and let her take over. She sat me on the edge of the bed like how she did, and like a graceful little girl, she bent her knees down standing in front of me, facing outwards. She only slowed down when my dick poked into her pussy under her dress but she still continued sitting down. Once fully inside of her, she pressed her hands on my thighs and started to bounce. Imagine my legs was opened beside her, and she sat over my dick, with her legs closed together.

There wasn’t much work for me to do, but the camera that was kept out of her sight was still filming. Time was running out for me so I did not bother to last any longer than I had.

Me: ‘Christine, where do I cum?’
Christine: ‘Let me know when you’re cumming.’

She continued hopping in front of me and her pussy just got tighter by the minute until I realised I could not hold on anymore. The ejaculation I was about to have would be a huge and intense one.

Me (panting: ‘Christine, I’m.. cumming.’

She got off me and knelt on the pair of fur slippers she had under her bed. Her mouth once again worked on my dick but this time, she did it differently. Her jaws were kept opened and she merely rammed her head down the shaft, using her throat to stimulate her pussy. Unbelievably, it did not take more than twenty seconds before I held her head down on my dick and just pulled out enough to shoot my juicy load into her mouth. She shoved her face down my cock again, with the cum and did a great job sucking everything out before showing it to me.

Christine was like a little girl who won a bet, so excited and proud of herself. She swallowed it and pushed me onto the bed, climbing on top of me and giving me light pecks, before sliding her body down mine, and let my cum-covered dick penetrate into her. It rested inside of her as we fell asleep and it wasn’t until morning when my dick was fully erected in her. What a night, and a day.

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My Best Friend

Here I am again, this time to feature another story submitted by a fellow writer/ reader who had been visiting my site for a long time. Reading this story does turn me on and it reflects some of the ‘so close, yet so far’ scenarios we had experienced in our lives. I am sure all of us have friends that appears to be tempting from how they dress and act, but rarely we feel close enough to ask them to be FWB. Below, is the long, but totally arousing story Randy had submitted, and I am sure you guys will find it fun to read.

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They say that a guy and a girl can never be only friends. That sooner or later, either one would fall for the other. Well, this was not so in my case. I have two female best friends from my days in school and we’ve been great friends for the past 5 years. We talk to each other about everything and anything under the sun, and thus when my best friends started having sex with their boyfriends; these details were also included in our conversation. Being the only guy in the group, I was often asked questions that guys could answer best, like why some men like deep-throat, anal and certain fetishes among other questions. I did my best to explain this to them and they in turn told me about how they liked a man to fuck them.

This story is one part in a series of many stories we shared and this first story involves me personally. Yes, I broke the cardinal rule and had sex with both my best friends.

My friend, let’s call her Claire, is your average girl next door type; sweet with long hair that reached to her waist and brown eyes. Claire spent her childhood overseas and she’s very fair as a result, some guys even think she’s a Chinese Caucasian. Claire lost her virginity at a very young age of 14 and she has a sexual drive that is very high. By the time I met her and when we got closer, she shared with me many stories on the different experiences she has had. I really wanted to fuck her but the fact that she was attached and she was my best friend kept my dick in my pants. Till one afternoon…

My friend, let’s call her Claire, is your average girl next door type; sweet with long hair that reached to her waist and brown eyes. Claire spent her childhood overseas and she’s very fair as a result, some guys even think she’s a Chinese Caucasian. Claire lost her virginity at a very young age of 14 and she has a sexual drive that is very high. By the time I met her and when we got closer, she shared with me many stories on the different experiences she has had. I really wanted to fuck her but the fact that she was attached and she was my best friend kept my dick in my pants. Till one afternoon…

Claire always woke up late and I was forever going to her place to drag her out of bed. That afternoon was no exception as I made my way to her house. ‘Seriously, Claire!’ I muttered angrily for it was a scorching afternoon and it was a long walk to her house. I was let in by her maid and I went straight to her room, having been there countless times to wake her up for school. Claire had a habit of sleeping naked so the maid peered into the room from the door before saying ‘Okay sir, she got wear something’ Part of me was silently disappointed, but I pushed those thoughts aside and entered the room.

Claire was lying on the bed wearing a singlet and a pair of very used shorts. The singlet was green with ‘ARMY’ written on it, probably from one of her ex boyfriends or flings, I could never tell and the shorts were worn and fraying. Claire used to go out with guys but she lost faith in men after a particularly bad breakup and since then she had decided to try out being a lesbian. ‘Pity’ I thought gazing at her long white legs. As my eyes traveled upwards, I noticed her firm ass curled up and that her B cup breasts were stretched tight against the singlet. I looked away for a moment to calm down and reached out for her shoulder.

‘Oi wake up, time to go already! We’re going to be late in meeting Joanna!’ I said, annoyed. At least her room was air-conditioned, so I was cooling down fast. She turned over onto her back and moaned gently in displeasure before pushing my hand away. ‘Five more minutes lah, Joanna also confirm gonna be late’ she murmured sleepily. I realized then that she was not wearing a bra as her nipples were erect, probably due to the cold. ‘To take my mind off, I looked at her face and shook again, ‘No no wake up now, I know you take forever to get ready’ I said. ‘Mhmm…’ Claire slowly opened her eyes and squinted at me. ‘Oh it’s you’ she said tiredly. ‘Let me sleep awhile more lah, last night got late night activity you know’ she grumbled as she made to turn on her side. But I was not going to let her turn away and I put my hand firmly on her shoulder. ‘Haha well good for you, but not my problem. Let’s go, Joannna will be waiting’ I insisted.

Claire turned to face me then. I gazed at her brown eyes and thick red lips, and she stuck her tongue out to mock me. Claire told me that guys used to request that she give them a blowjob as she really knew how to use her tongue and I longed to ask her for one. But instead I said ‘Let’s go..’ ‘Fine, but you give me a massage first!’ and with that Claire turned onto her stomach. Claire loved my massages as she claimed that I could really massage her with strength compared to her girlfriend. When I didn’t move, she begin to whine and shake her firm butt that had near perfect curves. ‘Hurry up! Faster you do, faster I go shower!’ she promised.

Having no other choice, I took some cream from her dresser nearby and begin to massage her shoulders. I stayed on my knees as I did not want to sit on her butt and let her feel my growing erection. After about 5 mins, I began to make my way down her back. ‘You know that you can lift it up right? I won’t mind’ said Claire as she lifted her singlet up to her chest. I could only grunt in agreement as she exposed her back to me and I could see her side boobs, which made my dick harder. I did not dare go lower than her waist but my thighs were complaining about the position I was in. ‘Eh Claire, don’t mind if I sit on your butt ah, more comfortable for me’ I said as I lowered myself onto her butt. Her response was a low moan, she was enjoying the massage too much to bother how I did it. As I sat on her butt checks I felt my dick respond immediately to the soft curves of her shorts. Holding back a moan, I began to massage her lower back. ‘Harder, harder!’ she said as I began to apply pressure to her lower back. I decided to use my momentum to press down harder on her back and I began to rock back and forth slowly on her ass, grinding it. ‘Mhmm..don’t stop. Right there, that spot..just keep doing that, you’re doing great’ said Claire and she sighed in pleasure.

This was going out of control. My dick was nearly fully erected and it was becoming uncomfortable to keep in my pants. Claire also was beginning to moan like I was fucking her and I was becoming frustrated at not being able to do anything. ‘There, done!’ I said reluctantly as I lifted myself off her butt. ‘Wait, wait I want more!’ Claire complained as she lowered her singlet and turned around to face me, sitting on the bed. ‘No I can’t, no more strength’ I lied, trying to remain calm as I saw her generous cleavage of her milky white breasts peeping out of her singlet. ‘Don’t bluff, you tell me you work out and you can’t even do a 30 min massage’ Claire pouted. ‘It’s not that, I..can’t lah’ I said, starting to rise from the bed before she could ask me anymore questions. ‘Hey, what’s the matter, tell me lah’ said Claire as she pulled me down beside her.

I decided to go for broke and tell her the truth. ‘Look Claire, you’re my best friend and I don’t want to do anything stupid but I’m a guy too. When I’m massaging you like that, I’ve got an erection and I just want to fuck you so badly.’ There was a moment of silence. Then Claire giggled. ‘I know, I could feel it through my shorts. That’s why I was moaning, because it felt good. I haven’t felt a dick on my ass since I became a lesbian and..I kind of miss it’ Claire then looked away. ‘Claire, I know how you’re feeling, it’s not easy for you to just stop fucking men’ I said with some hope in my voice. ‘ If you want… we could just do it. I’d keep it a secret and your girlfriend would never have to know’ I whispered softly into her ear as my bulge slowly started to stroke her thigh. ‘ Promise?’ asked Claire in a small voice. ‘I really promise, I know how much you love her’ I said, turning Claire to face me and looking into her eyes. She closed her eyes and kissed me softly on the lips.

She moaned as I slid my right hand into her singlet and gently massaged her left breast. I leaned her back as I removed my shirt and she removed her top, freeing her breasts. We then had a tongue fight as she removed my pants and I moaned when her cold hand grabbed my warm, hard dick. ‘Mhmm..finally’ whispered Claire as she stroked my dick. ‘ Not yet, hang on’ I said as I gently took her hand off my dick and placed both my hands on her B cup breasts. She had pink nipples, which I begin to nibble on delicately at first. Claire moaned loudly and I attacked both her breasts with my tongue and mouth, slurping up every last bit I could taste.

Claire could not wait any longer and after letting me lick her nipples for a few minutes, she pushed me down and began to kiss me fiercely as her thighs clamped shut around my dick, stroking it. I could not belive it, I was actually dry-humping my best friend! A small part of me felt guilty, but I pushed that part away and focused on looking into Claire’s eyes. She slowly descended, leaving a trail of kisses till she reached my dick. Without taking her eyes off mine, she slowly licked my head once. I shuddered in pleasure. She gave it a little kiss before slowly licking the sides and bottom of my dick. She then formed a seal around my head with her thick lips and proceeded to lick me using the tip of her tongue. I could not hold back any longer and I held onto her head, slowly guiding her lower till she had my entire dick in her mouth. She then released her grip with a sucking sound that left saliva dripping from her mouth all over her bed.

‘You like that, Claire?’ I asked as she went down again on my head. Her response was to go faster and she went on for a good five minutes at the fastest speed she could before she slowed suddenly. ‘This is what I do that to make the guys want me to blow them again’ Claire said as she slowly sucked on my head. And without warning, the tip of her tongue entered my pee hole and began to flick up and down. I went berserk and turned her around before she could go down on me again. I jammed my tongue into her already soaked pussy and I heard her moan as her lips were around my head. I found her clitoris and began madly flicking my tongue the same way she was doing to my head. She gasped in pleasure and pressed her vagina onto my mouth. I felt her muscles tighten and loosen suddenly as she moaned her loudest ever. ‘You came, eh?’ I said as I gazed at her face through her breasts that were swaying, begging to be fondled.

‘Yes, and now it’s your turn..’ she murmured as she got off my dick and lay on her stomach. Claire liked to be fucked doggystyle and I was only too happy to oblige. She laid flat on the bed and closed her legs, perking up her butt. I slowly entered her, and we both moaned as I filled her up. ‘Fuck, you’re tight!’ I said as I slid my entire length into her pussy. ‘And you are so fucking long..of course I’m tight you’re the first dick I’ve had in at least 2 years’ she moaned as she grabbed the bedsheet. I did not waste any more time and begin to bang her hard, smacking her ass as the sounds of ‘piack, piack’ began to fill the room. If I thought Claire was moaning till now, I was wrong. She was moaning so loudly now that I was afraid her maid would come to investigate. ‘Fuck me, fuck me, oh that’s right it feels so good, fuck me!’ she cried as I pulled my dick out and flipped her over to fuck her in missionary. As I banged away, she held on to my shoulders, her nails digging into my shoulder blades as I pumped my dick into her wet, tight pussy.

She crossed her legs over my butt and tightened her grip. She was so wet and tight that I could feel her muscles contract and relax every time I went in and out. ‘Oh fuck, I’m cumming!’ cried Claire as I felt her pussy juice flow down on my dick and all over the bedsheet. ‘Oh baby, you’re so good..let me help you now..’ murmured Claire as she pushed my chest down and began to ride me, her pussy pounding my hard dick. She leaned forward to lock lips with me and her breasts were crushed against my chest. My hands made their way up her legs and found her firm ass. Cupping her butt, I lifted and dropped her on my dick, making her grind her pussy harder.

The countdown had already begun and I was already in the final stages before I gave her a creampie. ‘Babe, slow down you gotta let me out’ I said as she pounded hard on my dick. She did not want to stop and I could see on her face that she was making up for two years of not having a dick inside her. But I was not going to give my best friend a creampie. ‘Claire, get off!’ I said as with one final burst of energy I pushed her off and pulled out, my dick coated with layers of her pussy juice which began dripping on the bed. Without hesitation, Claire got up and rammed my dick down her throat. I could not take it anymore and I held her head down as I came, wave after wave of pleasure going through my body as I emptied my load into my best friend’s mouth.

After I came back to earth, I looked at Claire and realized that some of my load was leaking from the corners of her mouth. Grabbing a tissue, I cleaned it up for her. ‘Thank you’ she murmured as she swallowed the rest of my load. We looked at each other for about 30 seconds, then we realized ‘Oh fuck, we forgot about Joanna!’

Both of us were so fucked that day :)

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Story published with permission, courtesy of Randy.

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Pornstar

Andy met Melissa with a upbeat spirit even though they were only having dinner together. She could not help but also feel more lively with him, with a wondering why he was so happy.

Melissa: ‘Why are you so happy today?’
Andy: ‘Cause we’re going to try something new?’
Melissa: ‘You want to do it in the toilet again?’

He shook his head and finished up his last mouth of rice at the food court. They made their way to a handicap toilet at the mall and he took his camcorder out, ready to film their public quickie. Melissa wasn’t so keen in being on a camera, but she was aware of some fetishes of guys as well.

Andy: ‘I know we can’t have sex all the time, especially when we are both working, but we can make some videos I can watch when I feel horny right?’

Melissa was worried about the safety of such things getting out of hand, thanks to the media and crazy people who used them for blackmailing. He reassured her for the umpteen number of times and helped her to feel more comfortable by telling her where he would keep them. She finally gave in to his excited descriptions and let him have it.

Once the camera started rolling, he handed her the dildo she loved to use at his place whenever he was busy, and she knew what to do with it. He stood in front of the bowl and she sat on it, spreading her legs wide for the camera. The dildo disappeared into her after she used the tip to massage around her clit, and the mindless masturbation began.

Her moans did not go extra loud, but the close environment they were in had made it sound big. In a way, she enjoyed how naughty he let her, without even satisfying him a bit. Andy continued panning the camera around her as the toy slurped in and out of her pussy, making her body jerk uncontrollably. The camera was balanced on one of the handrails in the toilet and he was getting naked as well.

Andy: ‘Treat it as a performance. It’s your show!’

A wide smile appeared on her face and she placed her mouth over his dick that was next to her, while the toy was still going in and out. Melissa put in extra work by taking the blowjob slow and sensual, working her tongue around his dick head, and then giving him surprise deep thrusts. He could only hang on for his balance as his mind went blank with pleasure. She had been hardworking with her job and it was time to move on.

Andy brought the camera to rest on the water tank of the toilet and aimed it towards the bowl. He helped her up and let her placed her knees on the narrow cover, before going behind her for some doggie. He skipped the condom this time and just slipped his dick into the welcoming hole of Melissa. The moment he went all the way in, he saw her biting her lips to contain the moans that might give their acts away. He felt how tight she could get when the situation is right, and indeed, she was getting used to being in front of a camera and doing all these naughty things.

The pounding from behind jiggled her firm boobs nicely for the video. He kept pumping for god knows how long until she was barely keeping her head up, bombarded by the waves of orgasms. Whenever she raised her body up, the dripping of her juices could be seen on the full definition camera. It was truly a porn star in the making. Her body had seemed to be glowing with life, along with the tighter pussy and erected nipples.

After Andy felt the urge to cum, he pulled his dick out of her and turned her to the side, with the camera filming them from a side view. He shoved his manhood in for the camera this time and held her head in position, before thrusting it deep into her mouth. Although she wasn’t a fan of deep throat, she was doing it for the camera – as though many people would be watching it. Her eyes tried to stay open at him but the tears made it seemed so painfully satisfying.

He pulled out of her mouth just before he blew his load and let the streams of sticky cum spray all over her face, which majority of it landed in her mouth. The camera aimed at her sweet lips that was partially coated with the yummy goodness. She played with the cum in front of the camera lens for a moment before swallowing it, with her mouth opened. The slimy cum slid down her throat and it was all the director needed to see.

Melissa: ‘Is it good?’
Andy: ‘You referring to the sex or the video? Both is awesome!’

He cleaned up with her and the camera had the last few scenes of her removing her panties and bra under her body con dress. With glee and anticipation, they let the toilet to a few staring eyes and made their way home so he could process the film, maybe censoring her face.

Now, who would be the first person he showed this to?

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Hypnosis

It had been months since Bryan joined the secondary school as a counsellor, and the boys and girls that went through him did change for the better, therefore granting him permission to walk around the school and sitting in classes to monitor students and teachers alike. Like every school, there were a few flirty, rebellious, pretty and easy girls, but he kept his thoughts and what not strictly to himself. Even dark secrets between students and teachers had to be contained in his patients’ little file of confidentiality.

Although the incident happened only yesterday, every sight and sound could still be remembered clearly. It was Chanel’s routine visit and she had a new issue, one with her boyfriend who was a well-known playboy. The heartbreak couldn’t be any worse, but Bryan had the perfect solution for it.

Sitting her down in the leather sofa-bed, the temperature of 24 degrees was right for her to relax. Not mentioning the candle vapouriser, dimmed ambient and light music. Bryan used his erotic hypnosis method for the first time and it worked wonders. The thirty minutes Chanel took was slightly longer, but the effects were in full swing. Now, all that’s left were the right questions to ask and instructions to give.

Bryan: ‘Did you have any sexual experience with him?’
Chanel: ‘Yes.’
Bryan: ‘Describe how wild it would get.’

Chanel: ‘He would ask me to go to his place in a nightie he gave, with only a long jacket to block the sights of people. Then when we got to a private place, he would rip the dress and then we will have sex, usually without the need for foreplay since I would get very wet even before I reach. He will flip the Karmasutra book and try every position that interests him.’

Bryan: ‘Great details. Now, I want you to imagine that you are at his place now, and right now, you are lying on his bed. The moment you sit up, you are going to feel his clothes and pants. Tell him what you want him to do. Guide him.’

Sitting up slowly, Chanel’s hands reached forth and felt Bryan’s clothes. Her mood changed and she was undoing his pants in the fastest possible way, taking his erection into her mouth once her hands freed the big gun. Damn she was skilled, her saliva lubricated his whole shaft and sucking it in and out instinctively, while her hands went to remove her own clothes right down to her skin.

Switching to a handjob, Chanel asked in the more shy tone.

Chanel (Shyly): ‘Can you lick me? I’ve waxed and washed it extra clean for you.’

Kneeling onto the leg support of the bed, Bryan gladly took the juicy piece of pie into his mouth, flicking and sucking on her clit like a pro. Suddenly, her hands grabbed onto his hair and guided him around, stopping wherever she felt best.

Chanel: ‘Omg, your tongue is so good, why have you never licked me before?’

Still swallowing her cum, Bryan enjoyed the pussy lick for the moment, before his patient got too wet for comfort herself. Turning herself over and getting on her fours, the perking butt needed no instructions. She was his.

Quickly capping on a rubber, he pushes his bursting dick into her, biting his lips to withstand the tight impossibility. As the inches started gliding into her, the size of his dick was different from her ex, which was so close to waking her up from the hypnosis. Knowing it was safe to go on, he started moving his hips, while she synchronised her hips back and forth.

Chanel: ‘Dear! You’ve grown so big. I’m.. going crazy!’

Right then, her upper body slumped onto the seat and a jet of comforting warm liquid sprayed at his balls. Not giving his cute patient a break, he grabbed her 23″ waist firmly and continued fucking her, making the tired poor girl spasm and squirting fluid with every climax that wasn’t even five minutes apart.

Finally, the end of his little romp was approaching and the condom was so tempting to remove. But wait..

Bryan: ‘What do you do when he wants to cum?’
Chanel: ‘I.. I’ll swallow it.’
Bryan: ‘I’m going to shoot now. Do what you have to do.’

Going back to the sitting position she removed his clothes in, she took his dripping wet dick in her hands and stroke carefully, as though doing a massage. After two to three minutes, she popped a surprising question that seemed too, like an instinctive reaction.

Chanel: ‘Will you cum in my mouth?’

Without waiting for his answer, her fingers gave his choked pipe a final stroke with a certain pressure and he shot his big load into her mouth, unlike anything he felt before, it literally drew all his energy along with it and the waves kept going, as long as her fingers kept going up and down with that unique pressure.

Opening her mouth to show him her little after-consultation treat, a gulp went behind her sweet pink lips. Bryan had to take five to rest and gather his energy. The five minute break was a special one, as he caught his breath, some unique and special thoughts were placed into her, helping her to pick herself up from the break up and a little something for her future visits too, just between him and Chanel.

*snap*

Chanel woke up and felt better, though a little tired and sweaty. He had instructed her to clean both of them up and wiped the little sexcapade off her mind. Now, every sight of Bryan would stir something deep in her, something that would get her wet like a well-trained bitch.