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The Tied-Up Girl

Upon entering the room, she pulled her pink collared shirt off and wriggled out of her jeans. A quick move tied her hair into a ponytail and she stood in front of the cupboard, where I kept all the goodies.

Me: ‘Hands first.’

She stuck both her wrists out and let me fasten them together with a homemade strap. She then sat at the bed and raised her feet to me, where they were tied together with the similar contraption, allowing a little more distance between her feet so she could still walk without falling over.

As the cane was retrieved from above the shelf, she tucked her fringe behind her ears and reached for my tiny shorts, undoing them as fast as she could. Without a second wasted, her mouth went over my dick, though I assumed they smelled a little from the day of housework.

She began sucking dutifully, exactly the mood I had been training her for. The young poly graduate, whom I made friends with around my place. A part of her was already accustomed to obeying orders, except that it was more of a sexual adventure I led her on.

Almost a couple of minutes later, she slowed down from tiredness and I simply grabbed her ponytail, shoving her head into my crouch at the pace I liked. She was gagging here and there, but there wasn’t any real struggle to break free.

As she was feeding on my meat, I reached for a dildo in the same drawer and enjoyed her mouth for a while more before I let her catch her breaths.

Sticking the suction base onto a clear acrylic plate, I placed the toy on the floor surrounded by a faux sheep skin. She knew what to do and kneeled on the furry ground, before leaning backwards onto the toy.

The little space between her legs helped when the toy gained a gasp from her, signalling me that it was going inside her.

Me: ‘Ride on it for a while. I’m going to make a sandwich for you.’

Moans continued out of the room as I went into the kitchen, preparing a quick meal for her to be eaten after the bedroom activities.

Moments later, I returned to her, and there she was, sitting still on the toy.

Girl: ‘I came twice already.’

Me: ‘Good. Onto the bed.’

Tying two ropes, one each of the cuffs, she was secured to the bed without any means of escape. This part was something new, one that she had never expected me to torture her with. In between a harmless looking book, I withdrew a feather. And right before I used it on her, I slipped a vibrator into her pussy and kept it on.

I laid beside the innocent looking girl without a doubt at my actions, and proceeded to tickle her as the vibrator spent her energy from orgasms. Struggling and flipping onto her side, her body could not contain the mixed reactions from the pleasure and the erotic tickles.

Girl: ‘Mister.. I can’t take it anymore.’

Me: ‘Did you cum?’

Girl: ‘Yes Mister. Yes.’

I stopped with the feather-play and let the vibrator buzz for a while more, before yanking it out of her.

Me: ‘Turn over and raise your ass.’

I released a little more rope for her to accomplish that and she had her ass up. With some work, I pushed an anal plug into her, where she couldn’t escape but fidgeted a little. I removed my shorts and laid over her legs, dick aimed at her pussy.

Me: ‘Like the plug? Find my dick and put it inside yourself.’

Girl: ‘Yes Mister.’

The Malay girl quietly shifted her body back till she felt the tip of my dick, continuing to adjust her butt till I was at her secret runway, smooth smooth runway.

Girl: ‘Mister.. ‘

I smiled obliviously to her back and helped myself in, with a tiny bit of juices that hid how naughty she had been. Regaining my balance, I began to stroke her innards, from a slow to a maintainable tempo. The girl I picked up had been a quiet one, and even now, she was just breathing loudly instead of making any noise.

She was like a toy I could have fun with without her going anywhere, and best of all, at her own willingness. Soon, I became the one in her control as she playfully made small squeezes, telling me that she was alright and enjoying herself.

Me: ‘I’m going to cum in a while. Where today?’

Girl: ‘I get to choose Mister?’

Me: ‘Yes. Cause you’ve been good.’

I took a break to let her answer clearly, and she thought for a while before telling me her choice.

Girl: ‘I.. can Mister release it inside me?’

I freed her arms and legs from the bed, and she turned herself over to face up. Her cuffed hands went over her feet and she held her legs together, a scene I had never seen her doing even when I let her be.

Girl: ‘Mister.. this position can? Sorry for asking.’

My hands went behind to her breasts and massaged them while I resumed thrusting, where she became a little more open and moaned. That cute expression of hers trying to hold it in but unable to, I almost treated her normal.

Pumping fiercely into her, I rode for the last lap till my cum exited. I did not tell her anything, but she could feel it and a little forced frown totally let me experienced her tightness. I couldn’t stop myself from unloading till every bit was out, and smiles appeared on her face.

After I pulled out, she waited for me to free her, which I did. Leading me into the showers, she cleaned me up before herself and wore a fresh set of clothing, appearing even more decent with an oversized knit with a set of short shorts hidden underneath, along with the butt plug that was still inside.

Girl: ‘Mister, I am leaving now. Can I come by tomorrow?’

Me: ‘Sure. I’ll be waiting for you here. And prepare a little present for you too.’

Girl: ‘I can still feel you swimming inside me Mister. See you!

She left happier, with a little impressions on her wrists and ankles. And a sandwich in her hand.

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Back from Holiday

Eric felt Chloe’s arms around his waist, followed by pecks along his neck. For the past hour, he has been preparing dinner for her while she returned from a Korea trip with her friends. Finally home, she just had to hug him from those days of missing him.

Eric: ‘Welcome back. Dinner will be ready soon.’

Chloe (whispering): ‘I don’t want dinner yet. I want you.’

He continued stirring the stew in the pot, till it was bubbling, and her hands were almost in his pants. At last, all the fires were put out and he turned to her, feeling her warm breaths down his chest as she fidgeted with his zipper.

Eric lifted her easily and let her wrap her legs around him, before carrying her to their bedroom. He too, had been thinking about her a lot. Never once did he give in to the temptation to touch himself in front of those videos they made.

Lying her gently on the bed, he yanked her tight-fitting white shirt off, and slipped his hand under her bra.

Eric (whispering): ‘I missed you too baby.’

His pants finally came off, giving him the freedom to climb over her body while planting kisses all over her. Chloe had began stroking him already, that power-filled dick that was drooling all over her fingers.

The black skirt she wore slid easily down her legs, and her bare pussy simply drove him crazier. She was totally wet enough for him to do her anywhere. Staying motionless, she continued enjoying his kisses, at the same time, feeling his finger slip into her love hole. As more juices came lubricating his entry, moans were blown directly into his ears.

Chloe (whispering): ‘Let me have a taste of him first.’

Her lips-biting face excited him to help her upright so she could reach his manhood. Eyes staring sensually at his gaze, her mouth opened with her tongue and got started licking him all over. One hand fondling his balls, the other held his dick straight. Slowly, her teeth parted ways as he watched his dick disappear, savouring the saliva that he was dipping into.

As though saving up the sausage for later, she let her tongue stroke the base lightly, lips pressed together around his rod going up and down in long strokes. With that kind of erotic pace, his legs went jelly if not for her head for support. Both their minds were at where they connected for that instance.

Eric: ‘Baby. I want to be inside you.’

She fell backwards onto the pillows and admired the ribbed body going below her legs.

Chloe: ‘Lie on me, I’ll guide you in.’

He listened with no qualms and sensed her legs spreading wider, lips touching once again as her hand handled his dick towards her entrance. Her eyes rolled white as he pierced into her slowly, warm, wet meat enveloping his rock hard stick bit by bit.

In less than a minute, he was buried deep, assisted by her feet that was pulling him closer.

Chloe (whispering): ‘Fuck me as hard as you can. I’m all yours.’

Instantly, the slapping sounds ensued their vigorous movements, coupled with loud groans that weren’t enough to show how intense they were. Her legs were raised after a few minutes and the deepest pounding threw her out of her mind, panting breathlessly as her G-spot was attacked mercilessly.

Orgasms soon came one after another, dick expanding sideways to caress every bit of flesh inside her. She was sure no spot was left untouched with those violent thrusts.

Eric: ‘Come, turn over.’

At last, he requested for her favourite position. She flipped over immediately to doggie and stuck her pussy out, displaying the most intimate side of her body to his raging cock. In a swift thrust, he sank his dick deep into her, deeper than any previous positions. That was the reason why she loved it so much, cause it stretched her to her limit.

Hips began ploughing and her butt got numb with the non-stop pleasure slaps. That angle of penetration drove her mind wild as he could really feel her body unable to contain all of his meat. The x-th number of orgasms came hard knocking her close to unconsciousness when he went hyper speed, going a little numb from her ever-tight squeezing pussy.

Soon, he was going for short bursts of high-speed sex, leaving her drooling and even more horny as he deprived her momentarily whenever he rested.

Chloe (moaning): ‘Fuck me hard all the way baby. I want all of you inside me.’

The vengeful sex lasted for another five minutes, completely taking over her senses when he grew even larger inside her. Eric on the other hand, was surprised at his stamina after a long period of no-sex, but he was near to his own climax.

Eric: ‘Babe, I am going to cum. Turn over.’

As usual, she turned herself around to position her head under his legs, and let him plug his dick into her mouth. Supported by a pillow under her neck, he sank deep in and continued to fuck her mouth.

Unable to control his speed, she let her throat relax as much as she could, at the same time fingering herself to relieve some of the discomfort.

Eric (groaning): ‘Now now.. ‘

She began swallowing before he stopped and soon felt his cum flowing down her throat. Waves after waves, load after load, she finally had an idea of how much cum he could have after a week of no-sex.

Finally, he lifted himself off her and let her mouth take care of the last few drops, emptying his chamber as her tongue licked the last bit up.

Eric: ‘Dinner in bed?’

Chloe: ‘Yuppie! And me for dessert?’

He brought dinner into the bedroom and finished the food with her recollecting the various events in Korea. Once they were done, a quick shower cleaned them up and she was in a long t-shirt with nothing under. Ready for him to eat her out for dessert.

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Borrowing Brother

Sister (whispering): ‘Kor, can you come out for a while?’

I stealthily lifted the blanket and tiptoed out of the room, leaving my girlfriend to continue sleeping.

Me: ‘Yes?’
Sister: ‘Can cook something for me to eat?’

No doubt she was already twenty one, but she is my sister who taught me about what girls liked. If I can cook for my girlfriend, how could I say no to my family? Giving her a smile, I went into the kitchen, checking the fridge for the ‘mystery box’ challenge. It was two in the morning after all, and there was no one else at home.

Taking the cold bowl of unfinished rice, I grabbed an egg and my own homemade salted mackerel, ready to whip her a hot plate of fried rice. At the sink, I began the preparations and she went into the toilet behind me, typical of those old flats in the North area.

Me: ‘Mei, are you cooking with me?’
Sister: ‘Coming out soon.’

The bathroom door slid opened and the lights in the kitchen went out. Just as I was about to ask her not to disturb me while I was cutting the fish, a pair of hands suddenly went around my waist, chest pressing against me tightly.

Me: ‘What’s wrong?’
Sister: ‘I.. I don’t want you to be with her.’
Me: ‘Huh? What are you talking about?’

She slowly loosened her grip and turned me around, head almost burying into my chest. It was one of the most intense moment I had ever felt from her. And worse still, I had no idea what came over her.

As I heard sobbing sounds from her, I lifted her chin, and saw the most beautiful sight under the moonlight. Those sparkling bright eyes, filled with tears of an angel, never-ending flawless skin that flowed right into her neckline.

I didn’t know what to say. I could never be with her even if I wanted to. Not in the legal manner, even if we tried everything..

She snuggled into my arms as I held her close, consoling her in any way I could. That was all I was allowed to do. Nothing more. Her hands rested on my waist, slowly making their way up under my shirt. No matter how many ‘hey’s I told her, they never stopped till my shirt was removed.

Sister (whispering): ‘I’m already naked under the shirt.’

I wish I could have listened to my sanity. Whatever that happened from here on, none of it was right. To make matter worse, we thought like each other. There was no rush, it was just filled with unspoken passion for each other. Taking enough breaths and letting go of all those internal alarms, she dug her fingers into the tiny shorts I always wore to sleep. And I raised her shirt till her chest was pressing against me. Needless to say, I was already hard, for someone I knew it was best to leave as fantasies in my head.

Me (whispering): ‘Come, sit here. I’ll carry you up.’

It was the kitchen counter I helped her up onto. So my mouth could reach those delicious looking nipples, which I did as soon as I could. Like me, a little suck on the tip was proving to much for her, so I could only use my tongue. To lick, to flick, to draw circles, to draw lines. From her nipples, down her belly, and pit stopped at her groin.

Shifting her body backwards onto the counter for me, her legs were wide opened. All I needed to do, was to please that pink fruit. Carefully wrapping my tongue around that sweet spot, I lapped her hungrily, and her body reacted passionately. I could feel her muscles beneath her waist, tightening as juices poured freely out of her pussy whenever she climaxed silently. It was just too risky to get too wild. It was too exciting not to climax easily.

Sister (whispering): ‘Kor.. ‘

I stood up with my mouth wet and she planted a kiss where I tasted her with.

Sister (whispering): ‘My turn.’

She led me to the window, and made me stand back-facing the big grey orb in the sky. She squatted and tied her hair up with a rubber band, taking my dick into her hand as soon as her hair was out of the way. Playing with it sensually, she was more interested in teasing me than to please me. But I bet she knew that it felt as good too.

As my body was partially blocking the moonlight, I could still see what she was up to. Her head went to the front of the little stick, and her tongue popped out for a taste test. Quietly, her lips opened and I could feel her tongue wetting the tip as her head approached my body. She did not know what else to do except to move back and forth, using her saliva to aid the ‘jerking-like’ motion.

Once in a while, I would tap her head and give her a smile, letting her know she was doing fine. Once she realised my dick was throbbing with more vibe than before, the sensational blowjob was over.

Me (whispering): ‘Okay?’
Sister (whispering): ‘Huh? What okay?’

She grabbed my hand and brought me to the same place where I ate her out, bending over with her tiny butt sticking out at me.

Sister (whispering): ‘Put it inside.. hurry.’

I hesitated and she knew what I was worried about. There was no way she wouldn’t know if we are real siblings.

Sister (whispering): ‘Don’t worry. You are not my first. But I can be super tight. My ex told me that before.’

Feeling a little more at ease, I went ahead and stuck the first inch in, where her body suddenly jerked upright. I knew it was the initial pain, and I kept pushing myself into the unbelievably, tight, hole of my sister. There was no way I could move without triggering the climax at all. But she knew what to do. Indeed, I was more certain it wasn’t her first time.

We spent almost a minute motionless in that position, where her vagina slowly loosened up. Finally, I could move and wasted no time in thrusting my sausage into her. With her slit getting juicer, sounds were kept to a minimal, but the groans she was making were hardly discreet at all.

Having not much choice, I managed to maintain a tempo that made the least noise. We just kept fucking in that same position, for almost five minutes straight. Well, five minutes was all I could handle. She was getting tighter with each orgasm, and I was getting closer as well. The confident, small body of hers was even jerking backwards at me whenever I slowed down, clearly a sex fiend I had unknowingly released in my own house.

Me (whispering): ‘Mei.. Kor is about to cum.. ‘
Sister (whispering): ‘Okay!’

She stopped me with her hands and dragged me back to the window, where she quickly got on her knees and threw her head at me. My dick was reaching all the way down her throat and the muffled gagging sound caused some unbearable contractions at the sensitive tip of my dick.

As my body went into time-stoppage, I grabbed her head and pulled her as close as her mouth could reach. My dick dipped straight into her throat and within a second, my rod pumped out the creamy cum straight down her stomach. I just kept shooting even when I released my hand. It was more intense than doing it with my girlfriend, I was just shocked I had so much left in me.

Her mouth continued sucking my dick after I was done, clearing the chamber for any soldiers left behind. I could confirm there was none left when I wobbled to turn on the lights so I could continue where I stopped cooking.

Sister: ‘Kor.. I’m full already.’
Me: ‘Knew it. Help me keep.’

She put her shirt back on, and so did I. With the noise we made, it wasn’t that a shock to see my girl walking in on us, catching us as we kept the ingredients into the fridge. As soon as the sensible sister saw her, she left the kitchen to us and went back to her room, much happier than before.

Girlfriend: ‘Kept everything?’
Me: ‘Yeah. Let me go to the toilet first.’

She followed me into the bathroom and let me do my business, before requesting me to give it a thorough wash.

Girlfriend (whispering): ‘I wanna do it again.’

So here comes round three. It was only during our second encounter that I found out, or what she told me, I had taken her first time. How could I stay angry, at that tightness, at that wetness, for long?

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Brother-In-Law

This story is written from Angela’s point of view, a fellow reader 17 years of age who got into a complicated affair with her brother-in-law. She had intended to share her story here so she could know there were other girls like her, who understand that such things wasn’t her fault.

When I walked out of the bathroom in my nightie, he gave me a shock. He wasn’t supposed to be here, at least I didn’t let him in. After my sister had told me she was working overtime, he had been ‘kind’ enough to buy dinner to our place. But that sight he had on me, when I walked across the living room to the kitchen, there was no mistake about it.

It was of lust, desire, a woman’s instinct is never wrong. As I warmed my milk in the microwave, he was still looking in my direction, probably at the nightdress that I had grown too tall for.

Brother-in-law: ‘Angie, I bought food for you too. Jie told me you haven’t eat.’

*Damn, must she tell him everything I told her? I could have easily gone downstairs to settle my own dinner.*

Me (shouting): ‘Okay. I’m coming.’

Before I could turn around from the kitchen counter, he had snuck up behind me. He wrapped one arm around my waist and covered my mouth with the other. No matter how hard I struggled or screamed, he did not drop me till we were in his room. No wait. It was their room, my sister and his. He pushed my head down against the bed so I couldn’t scream any louder than a murmur, and it was suffocating. When I felt his thighs on my legs, I knew his shorts were gone, and my options disappearing.

Brother-in-law: ‘Hey! If you keep struggling, you are going to get hurt.’

Right then, he released his grip to check if I understood.

Me (shouting): ‘Fuck off! I’ll tell Jie.’

In my mind, I was picturing my escape path. Through the bedroom door, and the main door, and shit.. the locked gates. My head was pinned to the side with a pillow, and I felt my dress lifted up above my waist. As he fought to reach my pussy, the stupid struggle accidentally lifted my butt up. He immediately kneeled on my calves, rendering me unable to straighten my body. Right then, I knew I had no choice.

Me: ‘Okay okay! I’ll do what you want. Stop hurting me.’

Slowly, he took the pillow away and I jolted up on the bed, like sitting upright. Guess what face I was giving him? Breathless and sweaty, the remorse on his face didn’t help at all. If he had left me where I was, I might not even tell on him. But in his stupid head, he must have thought he was too far in to just walk away.

Taking a glance at the door didn’t help as he spotted me, pulling my ankles so I would lie flat on the bed. I guess there was only way out of this.

Me: ‘Hey hey.. sorry sorry.. I’ll do what you want.’

Brother-in-law (sternly): ‘You sure?’

I nodded and tears formed against my wishes. How could I show him my weaker side? He laid on the bed where he could block me from dashing to the door, and grabbed my hand to place on his dick.

Brother-in-law: ‘Don’t tell me you have never done this before.’

I opened my palm and held his dick. It was clean, smooth and dry. My thumb and index finger could hardly wrap around it, but it wasn’t the handjob I was worried about. I began stroking him to my best efforts, and memories from my ex-boyfriends. It was a race against time to get him to cum as quickly as possible. Seeing that smirk on his face irritated me even more, but as I went faster, his groans became more frequent.

Brother-in-law: ‘You know, you are better than your sister at this?’

*So? I am not her anyway.*

I kept sighing as I stroked him monotonously, hoping that my sister would walk through the door. His eyes were shutting for longer periods as I pumped faster, pre-cum leaking over my hand that had nails newly manicured.

His hand reached for my head and easily controlled me. Pushing me towards his groin, I knew what was coming. Not wanting to smear his lubricant anywhere else on my face, I opened my mouth and took him in. He had made me kneel on the bed in doggie, where moments ago I was just lying beside him.

In case he forced my mouth down his 8 inches, I quickly held onto the base of his dick, automating my tempo so he would release my hair. As I focused on using my tongue to stimulate him, his hand reached between my legs, and I blamed myself for not used to wearing undies at home.

His rough fingers ran up and down my slit, wetting me involuntarily. My lips pressed hard against his shaft as I suppressed my moans, tongue still tasting up and down the side of his dick. Now that I think of it, there wasn’t any smell at all. At least nothing turned me off. Getting wetter to his touch, he poked his middle finger into my pussy and I was twitching in discomfort at first.

Not only did he continue inwards, he began fingering me like an engine. Smearing juices all over my groin. There was no words to describe how helpless I was, but there was something else he awakened in me. It was his finger, thick, rough, and fast. My mind was going blank when he ‘attacked’ at that speed, till my face was completely resting on his thigh, moaning and trembling as the first orgasm came from the most unlikely partner.

Brother-in-law: ‘Enjoying it aren’t you?’

Those words snapped me out of the delusional world and I picked myself up, pushing his hand out of the way as I did so. He got up and commanded me to lie on the bed, where I unknowingly raised my knees a little, as though.. inviting him.

He went between my legs and placed them over his shoulders, onto his back. Before I could make sense of what was happening, his tongue had already began sucking on my clit. The first one begin so hard that it got sore and sensitive. Was that what he had done with my sister? My hands dug into his hair as his lips moved up and down with his tongue, drawing lines and circles between those raw folds of meat.

I was totally drawn into his world, one that was filled with pleasure coming from an experienced and grown man. The second orgasm went into his mouth, slurping juices as my body shook more violently. He was getting everything I had been wanting to give to my Mr. Right. This man, between my legs, was owning me like the little slut inside me I hid from every guy I met.

Brother-in-law: ‘Hold your own legs.’

My hands went behind my knees to keep them up and he went nearer to my groin. Placing his dick dominantly over my clit, the next order was to put it in myself. My half-closed eyes could only listen to his voice as I reached between my legs, guiding him to where my door was. The rest of it.. well, the one-single-powerful thrust shocked me awake to my senses.

His face returned, his voice returned, more importantly, our relationship returned. I.. was.. being.. fucked.. by.. my.. brother-in-law. Did I feel disgusted? In a way, I was sharing a man Jie had found and kept to herself by ‘marriage’. He.. I didn’t know who, or what was I to him.

With every stroke, I could clearly feel the thick veins and prominent groove under his dick head. Instead of hitting the right spot, he was rummaging across every spot. My body instinctively squeezed my pussy tighter as pleasure bombarded me in every direction possible. My hands free those knees and had nowhere to hold onto, my feet were locked flinging in mid-air, my teeth had nothing to bite onto to relieve those intense orgasms.

He was making me cum at least three times back to back. Suddenly, my energy disappeared and I could tell my arms and body went flat, like battery flat. He stopped immediately and placed my arms by my side, before rolling me over.

The next thing I knew, my waist was being pulled backwards and my knees acted as a pivot. I was in doggie. He plugged into me right away and my arms regained strength, holding myself up as he pounded me towards the headboard. Right above the bed, was a picture of my sister and him. The man that was giving me yet another orgasm.

I moaned my lungs out when he pierced at that particular angle, covering all the areas he missed out in missionary. He too, was groaning extra loud, possibly from this position.

While my mind climaxed into the second orgasm, he finally stopped and spent the next minute savouring my convulsing vagina, clamping and releasing his rod that was throbbing inside me.

Brother-in-law (panting): ‘I am about to cum. But I’ll save that for your sister.’

*What? Now this?*

He pulled it out and I fell onto my side, watching him wipe my juices off his dick with the corner of my dress. I guess I was feeling a little disappointed then, but who am I to have his cum? No matter where he shot? He went back into the living room and kept his eyes on the TV, with me joining him in the sofa after tidying my hair.

I just couldn’t get the thoughts of my sister getting his load that I worked so hard for. Okay, maybe I didn’t work any harder than him. But it was mine. I took a deep breath and I reached for his waistband, without any resistance from him. He slouched lower into the sofa and my mouth enveloped his manhood unhesitant.

Working my way slowly downwards, his body did not flinch when I was gagging from the deep throat. Only when I fondled his balls in my palm, did he groan a little. Pumping my head faster, my hand had formed a ring at the base and was jerking him at the same time.

Suddenly, sounds of keys were heard at the door and I jumped onto my feet into my room. Fuck me, what overcame my mind to offer him, my sister’s husband, a blowjob?

About an hour of deep thoughts later, noises were heard from my sister’s room opposite mine. The familiar creaking sounds of the bed, sensual moans, dominating groans, slapping sounds with a hint of wetness. I was touching myself as I listened to them.

Brother-in-law (whispering loudly): ‘I am shooting!’

Sister (moaning): ‘Inside me.. all of it!’

The noisy action came to a silence abruptly, but not interrupting me from my incoming orgasm. The image of him pumping me in front was still fresh and vivid, which helped me cum for the umpteen times that night.

Before I fell asleep, I remembered hearing my sister walking past my door with him, a man I was glad I didn’t help till the end.

Sister: ‘Why did you shoot so fast today?’

Brother-in-law: ‘Cause you wore your nightgown tonight.’

Their conversation.. his words especially.. that subtle hint to me.

The next morning, he was on the sofa again, reading the daily newspaper delivered to our doorstep.

Me: ‘Jie is out already?’

Brother-in-law: ‘Yes she is. Wait for me in the bedroom after you eat.’

Did I go into his bedroom? Was I supposed to?

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Teaching Them

Andy: ‘Ms. Chen, this is for you.’

He left the glass of water by the edge of the table where two of his friends were, sitting in for a ‘preview’ of her lessons before they sign up for the informal group tuition. Sarah had begin giving tuition during the day where her husband was out at work, earning some money for their expenses. She had told him about this part-time job, and there was no reason to hold Sarah back from this meaningful job.

After she went through the worksheets with the three of them, they began work on the second set of work and Sarah sat on Andy’s bed with the glass of water. Sipping gracefully, Andy was making weird faces at his friends. Little did they know he had slipped a sleeping pill from his dad’s prescription into her drink, with some undissolved powder till floating at the base.

Within minutes, Sarah was lying on the bed, weak but awake. Andy stood by her with his friends, and they did a little ‘oh-ya-beh-ya-som’ to start things off.

Sarah (weakly): ‘What are you guys doing?’

Andy: ‘We need to decide who goes first.’

Sarah (weakly): ‘What?’

They got onto the bed and surrounded her, pulling her white V-neck shirt over her head, and another boy tugged her knee-length skirt out from her feet. Their hands ravished her body helplessly, while Sarah tried to push them away. With fingers wriggling into her bra and panties, the boys were applying what they have learnt in pornographic videos, pinching her nipples mercilessly and handling her pussy quite roughly.

Suddenly, one of their fingers hurt her and she jolted in shock.

Boy (whispering): ‘Remove her panties first. I think we hurt her.’

Unable to see what was happening, she felt her pussy in cold air after her panties were removed. The boys then took turn to dip their fingers inside her, exploring her vagina like how she touched herself the first time.

Not only it felt sexy to be felt up by inexperienced hands, their curiosity turned her on even more when they ran their tongues across her clit to have a taste of their seductive teacher.

Boy: ‘Okay, you win just now right? So you go first.’

One of them positioned himself under her hips and the other two raised her knees. As the body pinned her down, she felt a raw dick poking into her. For a sexually active housewife, she was still as tight, and did not require much effort to be made wet.

The dick then began to pump her with vigour, groans and moans started filling the room up. Another dick appeared before her weary eyes, disappearing out of her sight as her jaws were pried opened. The familiar salty taste got her tongue wriggling and even more groans were heard.

Phrases like ‘this is awesome‘, ‘it feels super good‘, ‘I think I am addicted to this‘ were heard and she kept sucking on the growing dick in her mouth. Her nipples were not forgotten too. The third boy had been sucking them, firming up her nipples till they were hard and swollen.

Soon, the guy inside her went faster, till she heard ‘I’m going to shoot’. The other guys reminded him to shoot outside and her pussy was empty for a momemnt. The mouth on her boobs stopped and her blowjob was cut short.

A wet dick appeared in her mouth and it moved fast, thrusting as deep as the length of his dick was. With a new and thicker dick pounding her pussy, her mouth worked even harder. Within minutes, a powerful squirt of cum hit her throat and she continued with a hard suck till the guy just jumped away. There was no way his untrained mind can handle the pleasure, and he left Sarah in the hands of his two friends.

Boy: ‘You want to change with me?’

Andy: ‘It’s okay. I want to shoot in her mouth.’

Her two holes were filled once again and her body got sweaty on its own. With her recovering strength, Sarah reached for her clit and massaged with her fingers. Slowly reaching orgasm, she got tighter and the dick inside her groaned.

Andy and friend: ‘I’m.. ‘

Boy: ‘So together?’

Andy: ‘Yeah man.’

The two energetic boys rammed their dicks to their hearts’ content, while Sarah tried not to so much let a moan escape her desperate body. Certainly she cannot let her vulnerable side be seen by her students. They were after all thinking that they had their teacher in ‘control’.

Without warning, her vagina received a huge serving of hot cum as her mouth expanded slightly with the cumshot. Andy could not hold himself back from deep throating his teacher and the dick at her pussy just kept thrusting deep.

Only after a full minute, did the two of them pull out slowly, leaving trails of semen at her mouth and groin. Breathless and tired, Sarah had long recovered her strength. She perched herself up to the surprise of the three boys, and she made them stand in front of the bed.

Sarah (sternly): ‘Had fun?! Do you want me to report this to your parents?’

Andy: ‘No please don’t. I’m sorry.’

Boy: ‘Andy suggested it. We didn’t know he was planning this.’

Sarah (sternly): ‘Whoever started it, doesn’t matter. From now on, there will be no more group tuition. And Andy! I will talk to you during the next lesson.’

Right after her lecture, she chased the students out and wore her clothes back, leaving the house seemingly angry.

Sarah (Whatsapp): ‘Andy, the next time I see you, I want you to be waiting without clothes on. Don’t try anything funny, I will be bringing a cane.’

As for the other two boys, she had sent them a similar message, since they had given her their contact numbers when they sat in for their first preview. Not was she going to let them off so easily.

That night, Sarah had no choice but to tell her husband what happened, and was prepared to be asked to stop giving lessons. Not only he showed an overwhelming sense of care, he actually did not mind what happened. But he had only one request – to have her follow his instructions about the ‘personal’ lessons each boy is going to get after their academic tuition.

A happy ending? Perhaps not for the three youngsters.