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Dangerous Account 3

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After a week of no contact with Shelia, she sent me a text asking if we were still together. How could I give her an answer? There was just no way I could think straight. We spoke that night to thrash it all out once and for all and I was prepared to accept whatever mistakes she made, cause I knew there was something more than just sex we enjoyed together.

As we summed up what happened, she let slip another meet up with him again, this time, at his place. Through that week, she had been restless and tired with what soured between us, and he took that opportunity to ask her out to his place. She took up his offer as she knew he had alcoholic drinks that worked for her to drown her sorrows. They met early in the day of their free weekday they did not have any classes on and he met her to buy the drinks she liked and they made their way to his place.

Once inside, he knew what to do and let her rest before the bottles opened and kept pouring glasses after glasses for her, with an agenda we all know too well. Soon, she was tired and weak from the bombardment of the alcohol in her system and he began his mission as well. Taking his time, he carried her to his bedroom and tugged her shorts off, leaving her grey stockings on. Her panties also came off easily as he decided to cut them off instead of removing them in one piece. The tube bra under her shirt wasn’t his concern since he already had access to something better.

With Shelia weak and almost asleep, he flipped her to her back and raised both her legs to his shoulders, wetting his dick with a bit of whisky before pushing his way in, giving her a mind-splitting shock as his dick forced its way between those delicate folds of flesh, before resting at the deepest spot of her. He then wasted no time to begin moving his hips along the bed and sinking his meat into her, pumps after pumps.

Shelia wasn’t someone who would hold back when it came to expressing her pleasure, so, the room was filled with her voice and his groans, moving along the slippery walls of her privates. At the same time, his hands slipped under her bra and squeezed them so hard the pain kept her awake and going. It was something he needed to keep going, for her to be awake and not a dead fish.

Just as he was about to cum, he pulled out of her and she sobered up as though her toys were taken away at the perfectly wrong timing. He laid beside her and let her flip herself on top, before pushing her hips backwards until his dick got right in to where it belonged. Her eyes were closed for this part and she had no idea if he had been filming her. She only knew her pussy kept grinding over his dick in every angle until she orgasmed, which further drove her crazy and made her move.

With no indication, she did not know when he was about to cum but just kept bouncing until the warm load shot into her, lining her pussy with his seeds while she continued to hop above him. Again, there was no condom between them and she was all his to play with. After he cummed, he did not rest and turned her over to doggie, with a few pillows under her waist to hold her up. After it was all set up, he began pounding her from the rear and again, he was using his new-found delay to really ram her hard.

With her little conscious left, she still managed to pull her muscles together to squeeze him with all her might, and it just kept him worked up and pumping! Shelia knew there was no turning back from the addiction, but she just could not bring herself to end it without a climax. Jonathan had no intention to have her as his girlfriend knowing she was attached, but still took advantage of her. Having no restraints, he took her pussy on with all his strength and went for a long twenty minutes before he found himself extremely tired.

Shelia was awoken too, and she knew she had to stop. As he slowed down, she pushed him away and let him lay beside her while she went over with her mouth to suck him off, in an awesome blowjob that was slow and stimulating. Her tongue kept teasing the veins under his shaft and the suction was perfect to his liking. Going deep throat on him, she made use of her gag-less reflex to get him to cum right down her throat, before he really gave out and fell like a lifeless body.

She took some time to clean herself up, before drinking water and left the place still drunk and disoriented. Her panties was gone, and her stockings had cum stains. It was such a state she was in people might just mistaken her as being a victim of rape. The rest of the day was spent on a bus that went in loops around her area, resting her sore pussy at the same time. Her mind kept bringing her back to Jonathan, who had managed to keep her cumming non-stop. His meat stick just fitted her so well, unlike..

We knew what happened, but now, it’s what that’s about to happen that the both of us were unsure of. I’ll make sure to keep this account going when I am free, and when there’s progress, or something worse.

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Dangerous Account 2

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The second night, she called me after I told her I was going to turn in and it was more apologies and regret. But I wanted to know if she really changed and realised what a mess she made. Our love was much stronger than that. Well, true enough, she had more to tell me.

After they were done in school, they left for the bus interchange nearby and once on the double deck, she walked to the upper deck that had no one else and sat down, with him by her side. His hand automatically went under her skirt and began a fast and furious massage on her clit, getting her to climax right in the public transport and dirtying the floor beneath them. Her laptop and bag were placed by her side out of the way and she let him did what he wanted.

It didn’t just stop at his fingers though. He too, unzipped his pants and took out his dick without so much an obstruction since he removed his underwear in the toilet earlier. Her hand reached out to it and began stroking it until it was big enough, for I don’t know what reasons. With a strong grip on her hair, he brought her mouth to his dick and was literally torturing my girlfriend, using her mouth like a masturbator by slamming it up and down over his dick.

Shelia did not struggle either, I did not know she had no gag reflex since we never went that crazy before, but she gave in, like she belonged to him. There was no rest and she explained to me how hellish it was, unable to breath and swallow. He just kept going until he was about to cum. Can you even gauge how long he did that to her? For ten minutes! He then lifted her up and made her stand between his legs.

After lifting her skirt up, he pushed her downwards and it just slipped into her pussy like it was intended to, still lubricated by his cum he shot into her earlier. He did not hold on to her anymore, so she took the chance.. to start grinding him. What.. the.. fuck? She just kept bouncing and grinding, while listening to his whispering groans and breaths, at the same time squeezing her pussy tight so she could feel more. Feel more of the man she knew wasn’t her boyfriend.

It did not take long for him to hold her down and press her butt so hard onto his legs that she could feel every throbbing muscles in his shaft, that forced a strong jet of cum into her defenceless pussy, filling it to the brim before they jumped up so as not to dirty themselves with the sticky substance. The rest of the ride was spent with his fingers inside of her giving her orgasms until she reached her stop.

She got off the bus with her laptop down and literally exposed her red bra under her sheer blouse to the passengers for a few seconds. With that, the call dropped dead with her crying and again, another sleepless night killed me for work the next day. How could she do this to me? A man coming twice in her with her permission?

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Dangerous Account

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It came as a shock to me when Shelia told me she did something guilty and untoward to me. It came as an emotional trauma as she spoke to me over the phone about what happened in her school, a local polytechnic which I cannot name.

For that fateful day, she wore the wireless vibrating panty I bought for her cause her menses were just over and was feeling a little frisky as well. Her outfit for the day was a casual translucent blouse with a tank top under, and a short denim skirt to go along with. So with that, her classes came and went without much happening until the last lesson, which was a lecture she sat with another guy from her class that was quite good looking but was known to be a decent young man. Somehow, the vibrator in her panties fired off and although it did not come in contact with those plastic chairs, it did stir something up in her. Shortly after, when the class was still on, that friend slipped a piece of paper to her with a short passage that asked if she wanted to meet him after school.

Shelia could not find a reason to reject him since he might not be the one who triggered the vibrating panties and she needed his help in some of her modules as well. So she agreed and the meet up was done in one of the tutorial rooms that wasn’t locked, which they were not supposed to be in. After they stepped into the room, he took out the remote control and placed it on her bag, which by then everything appeared clear to her. He tried his luck and it hit her right spot. Her friend’s name was Jonathan and he just pushed her to a table and pinned her down with his might, then reaching under her skirt to feel the gadget-laden panties that was still buzzing.

Jonathan pressed onto the part where the panties was in contact with her clit and it totally weakened her in an instant. Being weak in that situation was just senseless to me, she was being assaulted by an unwilling partner but she had no fight left in her to resist? Anyway, her panties came off after a few seconds and she was just bare butt under her skirt. He also lifted her blouse and cut away her tank top, leaving just her maximiser bra under the sheer material of her top.

He did back away after he realised what mess he might be getting into, but that was also the moment when Shelia did the stupid thing. She went over to Jonathan and kissed him! Kissed! Her hands just roamed to his shorts and unbuttoned the soft materials covering his bottom and then took out his dick for a handjob. He was still stunned at that moment but she was all too obvious. He let her finish with a few strokes and it was soon less than sufficient to meet his needs.

With her still standing in front of him, he carried her by her butt and placed her on the row of table at the front, adjusting her skirt to reveal her perfectly shaved pussy right before his dick. Adding some saliva to his hand, he gave two strokes to her clit and she wrapped her legs around him, pulling his dick right into her intimate cave. The size of it made her gasp and lose even more control of herself. It was then Jonathan that continuously filled her pussy with his thick piece of meat, sending waves of orgasms from the third minute they were at it.

The moans she was giving off was turning him on more and he just kept pumping with excitement. It seemed that she was his first. He was not about to cum in this position. He carried her off the table once he reached his fastest speed and placed her on the ground, turned her around and bent her over the long teacher’s desk. With her boobs resting on the cold surface, her bra was still supporting the cleavage she created with the bra.

In one swift move, he plunged his manhood right into her womanhood and it was all history. The table shook like an earthquake that might just end the world, and her pussy just kept leaking juices all over her legs and his thighs. The futile struggle to find something to hold onto, the generous forceful ramming he was giving her, she admitted it was the most intense and crazy sex she ever had. All the time, she was imagining me behind her although I wasn’t his size. It was an insult to me more than a compliment.

Suddenly, he slowed down and a few more strokes of long and fast thrusts later, she felt his cum filling her pussy up and she too, had orgasmed that instant, milking him dry of sperms with the contraction her pussy was giving.

It was definitely heart wrenching to hear that from her, to know that another man had pumped his seeds into my girl. She described how frightening it was with that huge gush of cum that overflowed right out of her pussy after he was done, and they went their ways to the toilet for a clean up. Her tank top cut up, there was no other options except to use her laptop to cover her nudity and they left the school.

How frustrated could I feel? Can you imagine? I was so tempted to end the relationship right that instant if not for her telling me how much she regretted her actions. I said no more through that conversation, and she ended the call sobbing across the line. I couldn’t sleep at all, but imagining another dick inside her.. had a slightly different effect on me.

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Something Light Under

You would not be able to differentiate Erine’s dress from any other office girls’ as it was the common tunic design clothes that had long sleeves and a slightly lower cut that revealed some of her chest but none of her cleavage. The top’s hemlline ended slightly above her mid-thighs and most girls would wear a pair of shorts or some protective layers under. Erine was somewhat unique that day, forgoing the protective shorts and decided to go for a normal pair of laced thongs. It was such a sight for anyone behind her on an escalator to watch how the dress got lifted higher and higher, yet without so much a glimpse of panties nor anything close.

She had been careful the whole day and work had been normal apart from the occasional urge to masturbate in her unusally vulnerable outfit. It had been making her feel extra sexy and every slide of her dress across her thighs would send a tingle up her spine and chill her with a shiver at times. The clock ticked to 5.30pm as she stared at it for the final moments in her office and when it striked, her colleagues shuffled their papers on their desks (which we know is not real as they’ve packed about 15 minutes before) and got up gradually to leave the place. Erine had planned to stayed till everyone was gone, so her office fling would then be able to meet her for some workplace joy.

Erine (SMS): ‘You can come over now.’

Damien did not work in the same office as her, but wasn’t too far away either, higher up in the same building. He gave her a call before going down to her office, which she knew she was the last when the first person to reach office that day, handed her the keys so she could lock it up. He waited for Erine to unlock the automatic doors and walked into her cubicle after she locked, and dimmed the lights. Immediately, he carried her up and placed her on her tidy desk, lifting her dress up just enough to reveal the playful little thongs under. He slid them off her legs and onto the carpetted floor, before spreading her legs apart to feast on her tiny oyster pearl that was juicy on its own. Just like how the shellfish would squirm when lemon drops were sprinkled, Erine’s arms wrapped around Damien’s head and held him tight as his tongue sensually glid across her clit and down her slit, with her waist bending back and forth so he could reach into the perfect spots of her private area.

As she increased her pace and loudness of moans, he easily spotted her orgasm as she would clamp her legs tightly onto his head and let go a gentle spray of juice at his mouth, which he would gladly drink them all up. It could not be more thrilling than doing this in her own office, with all the privacy and freedom. Erine rested for a few minutes kissing him passionately, but in fact, a countdown to what was about to happen next. With a shove, Damien fell onto her chair and she hopped off the desk, down on her knees on the carpet and unbuckled his belt eagerly. He tilted his head back in normality and let her work out his belt, zip, underwear and finally, his dick was out and ready.

Erine did not waste any more time and just placed her mouth over his dick, which then continued downwards slowly, so she could wet the rod with her saliva. Once her mouth opened wider reaching the base of his rocket, she slurped up the excess on the way up and once it was done and well lubricated, she gave a cold stare into Damien’s eyes. It was a look she never done for him before, somewhat like the last moments in her life as she took the plunge down her throat, with her gaze still locked on his. As she hit the bottom again, her head went into a piston like motion and continued pumping up and down, sucking and teasing with her tongue. It was such a warm, and loving blowjob as she would take her time to focus on his sensitive little head, trying to push her tongue down his shaft, sucking really hard on it, doing swirls around and under the little mushrooms, and just as it got too much for Damien to handle, she would slid his rod down her throat for a cleansing ritual and it would return back to normal for him, taking deep breaths as the comfort relieved the tension built up earlier.

This went on for as long as he wanted, until it was time to move along. He lifted her head up with his fingers on her chin, until their lips met again and they kissed for a minute or so, without so much a thought of separating. Erine brought him to the Director’s room and stood where her boss would sit, before lifting her dress up, and keeping her legs together while leaning over the table. Damien knew her cue and stepped forward to poke his spear into her fleshy folds, at the same time letting her peel her ass open so he could sink it in deeper. As the journey to the center of Erine began, it felt like infinity as it gently split the raw meat apart until it reached where it could.

Once connected, he pinned her upper back down and began moving his dick in a swift and graceful manner, going shallow and deep at random times, it was making Erine hornier and more desperate by the strokes. With her pussy drooling non-stop, it was a pretty obvious sign that she wouldn’t mind a brainless fuck, but not for Damien. He had a need more than just what a pussy can fulfill, more than just what a woman can satisfy, he was someone who bothered with the process to his needs.

He smiled and picked up his pace, while shifting only his hips, to drive the screw into her, motion after motion, Erine was in his full control. With him still inside of her, he held her by her butt to remain connected while they walked awkwardly to the comfortable sofa by the window, that was gleaming with moonlight then. Once nicely positioned, he began banging her for real this time, slapping their bodies together like tick-tocks of a grandfather clock, steady and rhythmic. He understood it was crucial to maintain a tempo if he wanted to deliver a mind-blowing orgasm. Of course, apart from the climax she received from the cunnilingus, she had been kept on the edge and not given enough to cum.

Erine could not hold herself back anymore and as much as she wanted to be fucked silly, there was not much she could do when he was behind her in control. Moving on her fours backwards, she managed to knocked Damien off balance and he fell onto the sofa. With her advantage getting on top of him, his dick was still inside and she just started bouncing up and down like a cowgirl, riding a perfectly still bull. Well, it was short of a bull’s length, but it didn’t matter to her. It was as though she arrived at the heavens and the craze of her speed and intensely deep strokes were just steps to the final doorway.

Damien no longer resisted but allowed her to do the work. In fact, he himself was about to cum if she kept up with her pace of bobbing up and down. He soon felt his dick got squished by her soft vaginal walls and she was began to convulse as well, somewhat disabling her body movements. He immediately took over and jerked his dick upwards while lying down, forcing his meat into her tight opening, driving into her sensitive privates with a long tool that was about to explode inside of her.

As the protruding part of his little mushroom gave the final stroke across her G-spot, an intense pressure built up in her created a suction so strong Damien felt he was about to die. His dick gave way like a virgin’s dick and blew up in her pussy, creating an overwhelming warming and contenting emotion in Erine, as though she was the luckiest girl in the world. Damien wasn’t just cumming, he too felt very satisfied with her vigour and power, that gave him such a crazy ejaculation he never had in a long time. They fell onto the sofa still inside each other to rest for a moment before his dick slipped out of her, totally soft and weak, but still had cum dripping out.

Damien: ‘Erine, would you like to take these little soldiers in? Or should I just wipe them off?’

She turned around to look at him, then his dick with the pearly white droplet at the end of his rod. She then tiredly crawled to him and once again, placed his dick into her mouth to give it one final slurp, that got all of his precious cum out and down her throat they went. They then cleaned the place up, before she packed her things to leave for home together.

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Browsing aimlessly in the NTUC of AMK Hub, I was trying to recall something that I missed out. It was when I saw a lady wearing a one piece black dress, translucent to a small extend not to be mixed with ‘slutty’. Her black bra was showing under the dress but from the waist down, an extra layer seemed to be protecting it. The features of her face was more towards Thailand or Indonesia origin. And her make up wasn’t too bad, just light enough just to complement her beautiful eyes.

What was I thinking! Of course she would wear appropriately to such a crowded place.

I went about my Zen walk to remember the seemingly important item, going through the aisles again. By the time I returned to the milk section, she was no longer at the original spot and I walked around the sushi section, only to spot her among the veggies. I went to that area and stood at a distance, watching and still wondering what was she wearing underneath exactly.

Finally, she moved away from the choi sum and headed for the fishes, where I shamelessly stalked her. After she picked one of the sea monsters, she reached forward to chope the weighing scale and her dress rose. It went up to her butt cheeks and a glimmer of pink hope shone from below. Still in my own world, she pressed her hemlines down and turned around, to see me looking at her direction.

Oh shit..

I picked up the packet of frozen prawns and threw it into my basket, before walking to the pasta section to complete my grocery list. My mind was suddenly intruded by the devil and angel, one begging me to tail her until she paid, and the other told me that I got all I needed and my stomach is empty.

Turning towards the fish section again, I walked all the way straight to the sushi and examined the price tags for the ‘Past-9’ promotions. At last, my fears ended when I stood in the self-checkout line, moving swiftly for me to complete my shopping trip.

Walking pass the Pau stall, I stared at the har gao that I regretted trying  a long time ago, only to be stopped by a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see that same lady I had been stalking with four bags in one hand.

Lady: ‘Sir?’
Me: ‘Yes?
Lady: ‘Can you help me carry my bags to my car? It’s too heavy.’

Yepp, she is from Thailand. I took two of her bags and followed her to the underground carpark. A six-seater sedan was unlocked and she placed all the stuff tiredly onto the seat, asking if I needed a lift home.

Free ride! Why not? I told her my address and we agreed to let me guide her. As her seatbelt went across her chest, her short dress went up to her thighs and that pair of pink panties greeted me again. In silence, the car headed for my place, and she entered the carpark.

What happened is now up to your imagination, with her noticing my stare at her long legs and ‘touched’ by my helpfulness. We stopped at the lot for a full hour, thankful for the powerful suspensions that stablised our midnight activity.