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Awkwardly walking to the house described by Jodie, the rawness on the pair of leather briefs she bought for him scrapped Sean across the sensitive foreskin. Upon entering, Jodie was seen sitting on the couch in a white, see-through dress, waiting for his arrival. For one, it was his stupidity that got him to where he was that day, sending lewd messages to the 15 year old girl. So there was no complains when she demanded to see him again.

‘If you don’t come, I’ll report you to the police’, was what she sent that made him panicked. Back in the living room, she tried to be his ‘friend’ by sitting next to him, removing his pants while she stripped down to her lingerie. Like she mentioned, her cute bra with red laces at the edge matched her panties, both thin and silky to his touch.

‘You can do what you said you wanted to’, she whispered seductively into his ears but the sight of a webcam hanging on the TV bothered him. Jodie hesitantly wrapped her fingers around his dick to get his attention, and he responded by sliding his up her legs. Pressing into her panties, a little moisture greeted him while he struggled to contain his moans.

Rubbing faster on her clit, her untrained hand was making him groan sensually. ‘You are not going to report me right?’, he asked with a slight tremble. ‘Not if you make me happy’, she replied with an eerie grin into his ears. Sean did not spent too much time outside her undies and went to her clit soon, teasing that wet hole of hers that got her panties soaking wet.

‘Am I doing it right?’, her eyes never left his face when she showed her concern, watching his nodding head with gasps in between. He began to slide his fingers lower down her slit, coming into contact with where she felt her pussy twitched. He kept quiet when he placed a small drop of lubricant over his dick, to aid her strokes that were getting faster.

Her short squeals started to surface as he went deeper into her, dipping the sauce that coated thickly around his finger. Jodie was getting weaker as he slipped around her insides, curling his fingertip at where she hinted him to do. Her grip loosened around his cock as soon as he hit her right spot, and her arms fell to the sides to her extended moans.

Sean immediately moved off the couch to get a better angle, pumping his forearm deeper into her. Wriggling those thick fingers around, Jodie was at almost full volume in her futile purrs. She grabbed his wrist tight as her vagina closed in on him, moaning in the sexiest tone he ever heard, ‘Sean.. I’m going to cum.. keep going.. ‘.

He climbed over her lap and dug her real violently, until a gush of juices poured over his palm and immobilised his hand with her tightness. Her bloodshot eyes stared at him seductively while she recovered from the orgasm, even guiding his thumb to massage her clit.

‘Good?’, the slight breathlessness caught up with him and she gave him a confident nod. ‘Lick them up?’, her biting lips won his heart to get a good licking and he got her flopping on the seat with his squishy oral skills. There was no pressure to last long as she kept her hands off him, letting him ‘drink’ from any angle he wanted.

After five minutes, Jodie’s mind was at its calmest state and his mouth was all wet with her juices. ‘Let me play with Little Sean now’, the pat on the couch was her next command and he laid on the armrest, legs opened in her direction. Jodie poured more lube into her palm before returning his favour (for her orgasm), pumping his cock at different speeds to see his reaction.

The grown man was squirming all over the place in her playfulness, but surprisingly harder than the last time they met. The tiny shiver in his thighs soon got stronger as she rubbed the tip, bringing him nearer to climax in seconds.

‘Arghh.. I’m going to shoot!’, she dodged his catch on her working hand and pinned him down while continuing the handjob. Sean’s hips arched upwards as the first ever firework show launched before Jodie’s eyes, falling over her hand and his belly in huge quanity. She could make out how sensitive he was by his requests to slow down and she gave in to his wishes, ending the non-penetrative foreplay with a sigh from his happy ending.

Playing with his sticky cum, her curiosity amused Sean who was eager to clean her up. They washed each other in the shower and returned to the living room smelling fresh.

‘This is for you’, her grateful tone came with a panties stretched out in the air, a gift for him to remember her by. He kept her present neatly in his bag before they cuddled for a while. A part of him was disappointed with her methods to ‘acquire’ him, but another part was willing to blackmailed. ‘Do you want to meet tomorrow? I’m not working’, she folded his underwear as she said ‘4pm’, keeping his last minute present for herself.

 

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Bubbles (whispering): ‘Daddy! I can’t believe this really happened.’
Me: ‘What? Did I promise you a reward if you did well?’

She climbed over my lap in a bra top from Uniqlo and a grey flare skirt, planting her panties on my bulge. There was no way she could have missed that bump under her skirt and proceeded to grind back and forth, while watching myself contain the deep dark desires. I gently placed my hands around her neck and pulled her in for a kiss, feeling those soft lips on mine.

We had found a nice spot around our house to cuddle, and Bubbles was barely affected by our PDA – since there was no one around. Our passionate kiss only grew wilder as my hands ran up her spaghetti top, fondling her B cups under the padding. A on-off flick of my fingertips on her nipples immediately made her legs close, followed by more wriggling of her waist.

Bubbles: ‘Daddy.. take it out.. ‘

She helped to undo my pants, fishing out my manhood easily in my underwear-less state. My elongated dick was soon under her moist panties, massaged in random strokes in every direction. Moving on to peel one of her shoulder straps down, I pried the cups open to see her beautiful brown nipples, erected from my earlier contact.

The impatient girl pushed my head onto one side as soon as I took my breath, rolling me around to make sure I covered every angle. She always fantasised about having those nipples loved but never told me about it. This time, she was determined to make me pay back for all the times I had ignored them.

Bubbles (moaning): ‘Daddy.. my panties are getting too wet. Can I take them off?’
Me: ‘I’ll have to put him back then.’
Bubbles: ‘Just for a while.’

The zip went over my unforgiving hard on and her movements got more gentle, careful not to hurt him with the metallic teeth. I shifted one hand under her skirt to cover her clit with my thumb, and rubbed her slowly in circular motion. Her enthusiastic body jerked erratically as I vibrated faster, till she threw her arms over my neck in a tight hug.

Bubbles: ‘Daddy~ ‘

An extra bit of juices leaked out of her and my shorts caught some of it. The exhausted girl couldn’t move and I had to carry her to my side, adjusting the complaining cock in my pants at the same time.

Bubbles: ‘What are you doing Daddy?’
Me: ‘Getting ready to eat.’

Her knees split opened wildly under my grip and my mouth slammed onto her groin instantly. Her body fell backwards in shock and I kept moving my slippery tongue around her pussy. Making extra effort on her clit, her hips trembled in a cute manner every time I teased her. The long licks along her slit got her to moan dangerously loud to a point she had to cover her mouth.

Poking rapidly into her entrance, the deadly temptation forced her to pull me in harder. Well, there was no way I could get any deeper could I? I fumbled my pocket for her favourite toy and it pacified her almost immediately. The soft tip of the vibrator pressed onto her clit and my fingers filled her vagina up adequately.

She got immensely wet the moment the two-pronged attack began, shutting her pussy so tight I had trouble forcing my fingers inside. I kept going for as long as I could but an old man only had that much energy. The sensible Bubbles then pulled me away and replaced it with my other hand holding her toy.

Still vibrating, I thrust it as far as it could reach, causing an orgasm to trap the toy motionless. Detecting her climax, I covered my mouth over her pussy and sucked all the juices’ worth out of her. She couldn’t stop shaking till her rising hips fell back onto the step, panting quickly out of breath.

Bubbles (panting): ‘Daddy. Enough enough!’

I placed her feet neatly together and she slid past the step I was on. Finally freeing my cock out of his restrictive cage, she wrapped her boney fingers around him to get his attention. Well, she did know it was all hers to play with. Bubbles took a deep breath before she took the head in, unsure of how to move being her first time.

Me: ‘Just press your lips hard and move up and down, as far as you can reach.’

The faithful daughter did as she was told but got tired even before I found the right pressure. Frankly speaking, there was nothing more I could ask from her. We had came this far and she has been accommodating to say the least. How could I bear to tire her out?

Bubbles: ‘Can I use my panties instead?’
Me: ‘Sure girl.’

She threw the cold and wet panties over the tip, covering the shaft as well. The soft silky texture stretched and relaxed over my erection, blowing my senses all over the place with the high contrast in our texture (between her panties and my cock). I let her work on my shaft tirelessly, knowing well that she needed the practice to be better.

My eyes shut in pleasure and the beautiful thoughts of our blissful lives helped me reach my climax. To see my girl working so hard to please Daddy, there was no words for it.

Me (groaning): ‘Daddy is going to shoot now!’

She went faster till hot cum permeated through her thin panties, puffing it up with my load that didn’t seemed to stop. Gasping for air, I had literally blown my next day’s load out of the overexerted cock. Bubbles was full of concern with she saw how weary I was, but not before she made a few more pumps over my sensitive rod.

I had to hold her hand to stop her from driving me nuts, and she simply tucked my dick in with her panties over the head. I fell into her arms after delivering that shot, feeling her daughterly (if there was such word) brushing my tired face.

Still somewhat awake, I took her toy and plunged it into her pussy again, sending her gripping my arms tightly while she came another two times, both hard and life-draining. When we left that place, none of us could walk properly and barely said anything. As worn out as we were, we had spent our bonding session well.

Bubbles: ‘Daddy. Are you working on Wednesday?’
Me: ‘It should end at 3pm. Why?’
Bubbles: ‘I finish school the same time too.’

We fixed that afternoon for our next session and we went our separate ways home.

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Me: ‘Bubbles?’

The secondary three student had changed from her dress into a small white spaghetti top and a pleated grey skirt, leaving a tiny gap at her waist to hint her unbelievably tiny hips. I had wore a formal white and black attire, to give the ‘teacher’ look before we went for tuition.

Settling for an empty table in a void deck, she handed an exercise book to me. Two blue notes was firmly clipped between two pages, and kept the whole book as agreed.

Me: ‘Did you pass the class test?’
Bubbles: ‘Uh huh. 78 out of 100.’
Me: ‘Whew. I thought the toys would distract you too much.’
Bubbles: ‘I already told you they won’t right? So any rewards for me?’
Me: ‘Let’s go up and I’ll tell you.’

We already knew the bigger plan for that evening, that was to live out the one fantasy that would put a connection into our relationship. What could be a better plan for us to play ‘teacher-and-student’ right? As we climbed the stairs to a quieter floor, I did not wait too long for awkwardness before I cornered her on a wall.

Tilting her chin up, I smeared my lips on her apple-flavoured lip balm, and fell into her alluring tongue teases quickly. Our mouths never left each other for more than two seconds everytime we need to take a deep breath, maintaining our distance for me to slip my hands under her top. Just like she said, the B cups felt firm in my palms, and the soft squeezes kept her moaning.

Me (whispering): ‘I can tell you’re super excited.’
Bubbles (whispering): ‘can you not?!’

I unbuckled my belt and let my dick spring out into her hand, feeling the most tender fingers exploring the curves of that man rod. She was making me squirm by rubbing her fingertips against every area, especially on the tiny valley behind the dick head.

Bubbles: ‘It feels sensitive here?’
Me: ‘Yeah. As sensitive as.. here.’

Moving up her skirt, the thongs went to her knees and slid sensually across her thighs to where she was most uptight about – her pussy. Making a few long strokes along the multiple folds of flesh, I curled my middle finger under her clit and vibrated, till her legs were wobbling.

Bubbles (moaning): ‘Oh god.. it feels so good to have someone else touching it.’
Me (panting): ‘It’s no different here.’

We moved to a spacious area at the bottom of the flight and got her to sit three steps above. Completely stripping her undies off, I found a comfortable spot to sit between her legs. This part, was what she had been wishing to happen since she discovered pleasure.

My mouth went to her pussy and I landed the first swipe of my tongue, brushing along her slit to her clit. Splitting her labia wider, it was as good as kissing her lips, but way wetter. I slanted my head sideways and pecked on the swollen nub, slowly going into a frantic make out session with the twitching oyster.

Moving like a snake, I slithered everywhere I could reach, and her hands in my scalp guided me around. Her breasts continued to receive my attention in my hand, increasing her volume as her chest rose faster.

Bubbles (whispering): ‘I wish you could fuck me hard right now.’

I knew my limits with a girl her age and kept working my tongue, sucking her clit so hard it got even bigger. Her hands pushed my head harder into her groin as a shiver built up, giving me little air until she came with a small stream leaking out of her. After another few minutes of gentle licking, there wasn’t much wetness left, since I had licked up most of her juices. The exasperated look on her face was priceless for someone whom just received her first oral treat.

Me: ‘Now, the toys.’

I opened the pouch containing her latest buys to retrieve the silver dildo. A single slide across her pussy lubricated the toy and I guided it slowly into her. Sitting right next to her, she reached for my cock and used it as a stress toy while the dildo disappeared into her.

The moment I started thrusting, her hand moved at the same speed and we were moaning sensually into each others’ ears. Her hips gyrated erratically on the step as I picked up speed, pumping it as fast as I could through her narrowing hole. More resistance came from inside her as she clenched my dick to an ache, but I did not have to endure long after she came all over my hand.

Droplets landed on the step under us and she snuggled safely into my chest. The best part left her breathless and too weak to do anything. We stayed in that position for some time until I felt my dick move again, this time, to a more erotic stimulation with different strength.

Bubbles (whispering): ‘Teacher’s turn.’

We used the included lubricant to ease the strokes, and she got the hang of it pretty fast. In no time, I became the one hugging her and shaking uncontrollably, sighing the word ‘fuck’ repeatedly. She had been using my physical response to adjust her speed, but I knew it was injustice to just describe the whole sensation as ‘mindblowing’.

When I found my composure again (after she got tired), I took control of her pace on my dick. Pumping at a rhythm along a designated length, I could feel the urge accumulating in my balls. She followed my tempo and found a comfortable angle, giving me her last burst of energy to get me off.

Me (whispering loudly): ‘shooting now!’

She pointed my dick away from us and froze to the first big throb of my muscles, launching the white fluid into the distance. The confused girl let me hold her hand and jerked when I needed it, until the eight or nine bursts were over.

Bubbles: ‘Wow.’

She unhooked her fingers one by one in order not to come in contact with my cum, but brushed the last drop on the tip with her index. Feeling the stickiness on her fingertips, I guess she was in ‘science’ mood then.

While she had little to wear back, I took my time to make sure everything was back in place. Her panties was squeezed into a bundle and kept in her bag, carefully stowed away along with her new toys.

Me: ‘Did Bubbles like the reward?’
Bubbles: ‘A lot! You?’
Me: ‘A lot more.’

On our way down, she double checked the items I promised and took a selfie without me.

Bubbles: ‘Teacher, will you eat me out again? I don’t think I want to find someone else at this moment.’
Me: ‘Sure Bubbles. Day after tomorrow?’
Bubbles: ‘Deal!’

She playfully pushed her panties into my bag before we left, with a weird-to-others but satisfied sense of achievement. Study hard Bubbles! And you’ll get your rewards – or punishment if you failed.

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From Misery

From her, Misery.

‘Do you want me to pick your sister up from school? D*** Secondary right?’, the stern tone of the man’s voice woke me up from my afternoon nap, sending me right into confusion as I tried to recognise the number. ‘Hello? Lenny? Are you there?’, whoever that person was, he called my name, and even knew where my sister studied. I couldn’t wait for him to spill any more details and hit him with question number one, ‘who are you?

Background noises came from the speakers and his voice got even clearer, as if switching to a earpiece to talk to me. ‘I am the person you cheated two hundred dollars from’, the words came loud and clear to me, as I recalled the one time I posted a Craigslist ad to sell my used underwear, except that I didn’t turn up. The money went into my friend’s account and everything went quiet.

I replied with a trembling tone throughout the conversation, listening to my address as well as the companies my parents worked for. I couldn’t understand how he managed to get all those details from. Not even my social accounts held those information.

‘So, what do you want?’, the most important question had to be asked, and he began rambling about how he wanted to complete the deal – with extras. I couldn’t reject even if I wanted to. Going to the police would only complicate things. One person suffering is better than my whole family right? His first question was what kept me thinking about my sister’s safety.

Panic got the better of me and I finally gave in to my despair, sobbing softly into the phone. His tone changed to a better one, but it was still as bad when he said, ‘I want to meet you now’. I knew I could excuse myself from everything just to see him then, it was just what I should wear or do that bothered me the most.

We arranged a time and location near my house, set by his knowledge of my whereabouts. Finally, the man showed up at the designated void deck, fit and in his late twenties or early thirties until what I imagined.

‘Lenny?’, he mumbled those words while loitering near me looking at his phone. ‘Yeah. Sit down?’, I sounded impatient in my hopes to get things over and done with. What could be the worst thing to happen? Sex? A square, plastic box caught my eyes and he looked at where my eyes glanced.

‘Actually, I am not sure what is happening. My dad just clipped this camera on me and asked me to wait here for a girl’, my heart immediately deflated upon learning of his ‘task’, feeling way better than if his dad met me. God, I could only imagine. ‘9XXXXXXX: Make him happy, and I will not bother your family. If you try to take advantage of him, I will destroy you completely. Don’t even think of turning the camera away.’

So, his dad will review the video and see if I served his son well? What a twisted idea coming from an old man. I had felt better after seeing the younger dude and actually didn’t mind if it was him. Following him to a closed community centre, I had no idea he was a volunteer entrusted with an activity room.

‘Wow, what do you guys do here?’, I couldn’t help but asked after seeing computers lined in front of the windows, and a few tables decorated the centre of the room. ‘A group of us give tuition to kids from needy families, and help people get jobs’, his shyness faded as we found a corner to sit, in front of his camera set up on a table.

‘What did you do to my father?’, the concerned expression really made me want to tell him, but it was for the better if he not know about my scam. Turning his focus away from my plight, I invited him to take off my clothes. He carefully unzipped my skater dress and held it at my knees for me to get out off. Unsure if he was really kind or a monster yet to show itself, I watched quietly while he undid his jeans.

We sat awkwardly together and I had to initiate, leaning over to his dick and bringing it to life. ‘Can I touch you?’, he popped the cutest question out of my unfortunate situation and I brought his hand to my groin, where he introduced his knowledgeable fingers to my clit. I did not hold back from moaning and he promptly joined me, taking multiple shallow breaths as I rubbed his cock.

His comment on my wetness got me to compliment on his size, slightly boosting his confidence with me. ‘Let’s go to the table!’, he pulled my arms eagerly and I was placed on top of the two conjoined desks, hair adjusted over my chest to prevent the edges from clipping them. Seriously? Was he going to make me enjoy the blackmail?

He aligned the camera in our direction and held my knees ninety degrees up, calves hanging freely. It came as a shock when I felt his tongue licking my pussy, sending me into a frenzy of squeals as he tickled my clit in rapid strokes. My mind went blank from his oral skills, causing an orgasm to make him work even harder. ‘Stop stop.. ‘, I barely got those words out of my mouth before he stopped, and stood motionless under my raised legs.

‘I don’t have a condom’, the lost look almost turned the whole tryst into a comedy, but I wasn’t going to get into trouble by not pleasing the man’s son. Taking a deep breath, I told him exactly what to do next, ‘just don’t cum inside me. K?’ He flashed a smile at me and placed his chest under my thighs, pushing his way into my hole in loud gasps.

‘Shittt. You’re so tight! I.. I don’t think I can last long’, his voice got more desperate the longer he stayed inside me. That six inches of pleasure, was throbbing so hard I could understand how confused he was. One thrust, two thrust, and the third marked the end of his day as he yanked his cock out suddenly, spreading my legs and got ready to cum.

Before I could let him ruin my redemption just like that, I caught hold of his dick and stroked it, singing moans to intensify his ejaculation. I only saw a bit of his load when he came, shutting my eyes to the shot flying into my face. The moment his warm cum landed on my chest (instead), I opened my eyes one by one to see him thrusting wildly into my palm.

‘Sorry’, he kept repeating it as he fell on his hands, panting for his life over my belly. ‘It’s okay.. it’s okay. You enjoyed yourself right?’, the lousiest consolation did nothing to ease his guilt and he cleaned me up with his wet tissues. I got off the table and pushed his butt against the edge of the table, purposely standing close to him so he would put in a good word for me.

‘You’re making me weak.. please stop.. ‘, he begged me as I fondled his shrinking cock, turning me on with his pitiful response. Making a grown man moan like a woman actually made me felt powerful, and I finally stopped after he fell to the ground. He set the pace to wear our clothes back (which was fast), in case anyone returned. The walk back to the block we met was pretty much quiet, except for the messages his dad sent regarding his son.

Well, I didn’t want to say much since he would be ‘seeing’ my action on cam. Jason, the well-mannered guy hugged me before walking away, and I made my way home without any questions from my family.

9XXXXXXXX: We don’t actually live far from each other. See him tomorrow at 9pm, same place.

What seemed like blackmail turned into a matchmake for me, but I wasn’t going to take any of that lightly either. There is no going back if I screwed up. I took a long shower after confirming my attendance and went to bed. Somehow, I didn’t feel compromised, even though penetration did took place. Tomorrow.. I’ll see how.

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Two-Zero

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Cindy: ‘Hey! Don’t snatch!’

My jeans were off in a battle of the two ladies, and I was still underwear-less. Sarah pushed Cindy away before she could lay her mouth on my cock and took the lead by going down on me, gagging noisily as she tried to go as deep as she could.

I was helplessly weak from the alcohol and kept groaning to her deep strokes, legs shaking non-stop from my sensitive prick. Cindy caught up with her quickly with her passionate French kiss, exchanging saliva while my voice went into her lips.

After a few minutes of the heated ‘exchange’, the girls removed everything but their panties, both looking so sexy in their choice of laced underwear. Cindy’s face was full of jealousy when she saw the open crotch design clinging onto Sarah’s waist. They swapped places to compare their skills and I was so sure they excelled in their own areas when it comes to their tongues.

One was sensual, and the other was mind-blowing. If only they both worked together.

Me (shouting): ‘Hey hey! I’m not your sex toy k? Can you two be nicer to each other?’
Cindy: ‘Haha. So you think we are really fighting?’

Sarah stopped with her kisses and went to my dick as well, taking turns to share the organic toothbrush. My mind simply went numb to their joint attacks and had to be guided to their pussies while they continued sucking.

Sarah: ‘You first?’
Cindy: ‘You first. I had him earlier.’

So, I WAS still a sex toy to them. Sarah mounted over my hips and slammed her pussy down on me, shocking me into louder groans. The volume of the sex happening was quickly silenced when Cindy sat over my mouth, forcing me to express my ecstasy with tongue action. Sucking and flicking her clit continuously, she almost suffocated me when she let herself go too far.

Sarah’s seductive cute moans comforted me as pleasure shot through my spine, transforming into the vigorous licking under Cindy. If I was thirsty when this started, I was long quenched then. The girls exchanged places after a while and it was another few minutes of female dominated sex, until I was so close to blowing my load.

In an upward thrust, I flung Cindy onto the bed and they knew what my worries were. The two of them took up missionary style with the quieter Sarah under, and I parked my meat into Cindy. Ramming deep into her, the girls voices made the room so happening.

Me: ‘Cindy.. I can’t hold it in anymore.. ‘
Cindy (whispering): ‘how?’
Sarah (whispering): ‘i’ll get him later.’

Having long past the delay of the second shot (of the day), I was given the thumbs up by Sarah under Cindy. Releasing the beast within, I hammered for a measly few times before I buckled under the orgasm, spurting the unknown amount of cum into Cindy waves after waves. My spirit momentarily left my body when I came, dropping me like a dried leaf on the bed.

Sarah: ‘Poor boy. Are you okay?’
Me (panting): ‘Still alive.’

She flipped me flat on my back before kneeling in 69, Cindy sitting listlessly after she rubbed herself to orgasm after I came. This time, the limelight were on Sarah and I, as I ‘owe’ her a shot. I couldn’t be more ashamed of how sensitive I was when she did CPR on my little one, sending me into agonising wails while trying to suck me ‘up’. To make up for my guilt, I put in extra effort into licking her, though her squeals were never be able to make me feel any better.

Cindy: ‘Oh my god.. ‘

I could barely feel my dick when she exclaimed to herself. All I knew was that Sarah was running her lips down my shaft, and it felt longer. She kept working her mouth till I was grunting again, and we locked arms for a time-out kiss.

Sarah (whispering): ‘I want you inside me in doggy, just like that night.’

She pulled me up like a baby and my charged up mood was ready for her. Forcefully realigning her hips at the right height, I grabbed her waist and slammed her pussy over my cock, still growing thicker as we started. Changing my grip to her shoulders, I yanked her down on me with every thrust, sending my tip right to her abyss that caused her to scream.

Pumping like bunnies, her confused arms just kept switching objects to grab. Her chest was firmly planted on the bed as I went Hulk mode, hammering her like never before. Her tight pussy had no effect on my overused cock but he did not let me down either. Standing tall with pride, I shoved my way into her unwilling body.

Sarah (screaming): ‘You’re tearing me up! Stop stop! Please.. ‘

When she tried to break free, I pinned her sideways on the bed and packed her knees to her chest, before resuming my acts of no mercy. Her vagina had gotten so hot, and it was returning the pleasure Cindy sucked out of me.

Me (groaning): ‘Just a bit more!’

I rolled her on her back and thrust my hips really hard, putting it into the ‘abuse’ category if not for her state of nakedness in the room. My dick raped the life out of her and sent her into a trance, scaring Cindy with her paranormal murmurs.

Me (shouting): ‘Fuck!’

I jammed my cock in long, delayed strokes to force every drop of my cum out, and into the over-confident girl. By the time I was done, I was really done. None of us could move after the threesome and we dozed off right till morning.

Our driver had informed the hotel to wake us up at 8am, giving us a few hours before our boarding time. For the third day, we were closer than before, going about doing our last round of shopping before heading home. On the journey to the terminal, the driver professionally gave us our own space, to fondle and make out till we reached the jetty.

Driver: ‘See you all soon! Bye!’

On the dreadful way back, we exchanged numbers and photos, promising to meet up again. Since then, the two girls have never given me more than two days off in a week. Don’t I just love being a sex toy (pun intended)?

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