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Fuckboy

As I burst out of my front door in a grumpy mood to cut my fingernails, two students in their uniforms began to cover themselves up. With the girl bottomless and guy’s dick out of his pants, the whole scene was clear cut.

‘Shit shit. Get dressed. Hurry up.’

I quickly turned away and let them get dressed, not totally unfamiliar with such sightings. As the girl walked in front of the guy, he had hugged her in his arms to face me.

‘You won’t report us to the school right?’

‘Just go.’

I was about to sit on the steps to cut my nails when he stood in front of me, partly wanting to threaten me but also intimidated by the actual damage if I were to tell in on them.

‘Sir, you better don’t tell the school. I know where you stay.’

My fingers immediately went to the CCTV installed by my neighbour and he covered his face in shame, swinging his fingers in a hostile manner.

‘Don’t you dare.’

He shoved his girl to get out of the staircase and I had a moment of silence to myself, puzzled by his anxiousness about such a common occurrence. Just as I was done with my pinky toe, voices came up the stairs again and I had to face that all-talk student. He was holding something against her nose this time, causing her to stand wobbly.

‘Bro, you can have her. She’s just another slut.’

He pushed her to the ground and stripped her shorts and panties from under her skirt, promptly tearing her buttons apart to remove her bra as well. Left in a disheveled state at my feet, he ran off and let her convulse from the after-effects of the drug.

‘Hey hey. Are you alright?’

‘Help me please.. ‘

She threw herself into my arms and our asses slammed onto the floor. She grabbed my wrist next and stuck it under her skirt, using my hand to masturbate her wet pussy. The grey top exposed her swollen nipples from their activity earlier, but something else was overpowering her sane mind.

She tore my thin sleeping shorts off my legs and straddled on top of me, so dangerously close to my raw dick. Her ass slid down my thighs and it just has to enter her in that position. My cock, was inside her. Everything was happening so quickly that I wasn’t thinking straight either. We were fucking right outside my house!

‘Lie back and enjoy k?’

My shoulders knocked against the rough edges of the steps and she began riding me crazily, jutting her hips up down left right to get me touching her every spot. Those straight gazes into my eyes told me something was possessing her, but she was enjoying it all the same. Point was, she couldn’t stop even if she wanted to.

‘You need to help me orgasm to stop the drugs. I’m serious.’

She closed her feet on my stomach and turned to a side, helicoptering on my dick to face the other direction. Once she was bent over touching the ground with her hands, she gave a slap on her waist asking me to hold her. In time, we switched to doggystyle and the rest was history.

Pounding her studious frame hard and deep, she was moaning to her heart’s content. My cock repeatedly stabbed the underaged pussy till she let off a stream of urine, splashing loudly onto the floor. I continued to fuck her at my fastest speed till she backed up on me, putting my bum back on the lowest step before she sat on my lap.

A fling of her back sent her against my chest, legs wide opened for her skirt to be raised. Her shoulders began jerking uncontrollably as an orgasm fixed her heightened state. When she was finally done, I had to pick her up and place her next to me.

‘Better now?’

‘Not yet.’

She grabbed my dick and fell her head over it, enveloping in her mouth that began sucking instantaneously. I decided to lean back, not to resist an outlet where I knew it was safe to cum into. After the exhaustive five minutes of her tireless blowjob, I felt the incoming urge and let loose all the white soldiers after she was given a fair warning.

‘Mmm!’

She wiped her mouth with her hand and slurped the last drop down her throat – with the rest. The jacket she brought in her bag replaced her school top and her skirt was long enough not to be upskirted. Before she left, she gave me her number, as well as introduced ourselves. Sherlyn, she is called.

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Forest Trolls

‘Your turn. Fucking hurry up!’

The voices were barely audible with a ear pinned on the ground, body unwilling to move from an overwhelming rush of heat and high. The smell of soil and dirt was entering through her nostrils, and the unbearable sensation of a dick pounding at her lifeless body was frightening her.

‘Jason?’

‘Yeah? I’m here.’

The thrusting cock never stopped raping her senseless mind, painful though pleasurable to some extent. The number of feet shuffling around her was telling her something was up, but she simply had no strength to even turn her head.

A sharp pain shot through her nipples when the pair of hand came from behind, cupping her C cups and fondling as though they were plushies. The stiff abs from the person fucking her was hitting her lower back as he relentlessly stuck his cock inside her over and over again, giving off dirty moans while cheers happened around her.

‘Gonna pump this bitch full now!’

He picked his chest off her and unleashed the strongest few strokes that tore her pussy wider, before a huge gush of cum filled her bloated belly even more. What the hell was happening?, her mind wasn’t registering the memories leading up to sex, but she knew the guy wasn’t alone.

‘Who is next?’

‘Me. I haven’t.’

Her arm was held in a tight grip before flipping over like a dead fish, lying on her back in front of blinding LED lights. The constant movements of the lights finally awakened her to the status of a pornstar, phone cameras being the recording medium for her distress. The man had pinned her arms wide apart while sinking his cock into her pussy, smeared with cum and other liquids that covered her whole lower body.

He was doing her in missionary and the others were fondling her boobs like perverts. Her nipples rolling in the strong fingers were hurting badly, and moans couldn’t stop coming from her confused state. The sight of dicks above her hinted at what was happening to her, but she was too drained to fight back against the group.

‘Gonna.. cummmm!’

‘Faster faster!’

He abruptly pulled his cock out and squatted over her chest, jerking his stick off in her face. After two minutes, the stringy cum glued all over her face and he proceeded to wipe his cock over her cheeks. The guys around her patted their pants clean and left her alone in the dark.

When she finally gathered enough strength to pick herself up, none of the surrounding looked familiar at all. Trees, street lamps in the distance, a small road lined with a row of closed shophouses. Getting drunk in the club was certainly the worst thing to happen a girl who can’t hold her liquor well.

The only salvation that night was the completeness of her bandage dress that was left lying nearby, unlike her bra and panties that were in multiple places. Raped and cum-dumped, she was.

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Pleasure Prick

When I saw Mabel after so many years, I couldn’t believe how thin she was. The singlet did not even try to hide her pink bra she wore underneath, and to meet at ’10th’ floor of a block was even a more weird request.

Mabel: ‘Eh! Come here.’
Me: ‘What? Where are we going?’

She knocked twice on a door and a face appeared between the gap, before we were allowed in. It seemed like a normal apartment with a mix of guys and girls on the couch, until I saw the syringes on the coffee table.

Mabel: ‘Jie. Knock before you come in my room ah.’
Girl: ‘Go in for what? Siao ah?’

She led me into the bedroom and locked the door, confusing me with what I just saw. When I learnt the truth behind the ‘house’, an unnerving thrill was hyping me up. I was actually in a safe house where runners meet outside their distribution ‘jobs’.

Mabel: ‘Don’t worry la. We don’t keep much drugs here.’
Me: ‘Eh. If I am caught.. ‘
Mabel: ‘You won’t la. I won’t sabo you one.’

With the text messages and intent clear, I was clearly a line between them and my presence. We went on to catch up on our lives, while she took a transparent straw with some white substance at the end. ‘Can help me?’, she asked while handing me the straw.

Me: ‘With what?’

Without explanation, she wriggled her shorts off and flipped onto her chest, raising her ass up in the air. Her panties were lowered to her thighs and she pried open her ass crack in front of me.

Mabel: ‘Blow it into my ass.’
Me: ‘You sure?’
Mabel: ‘Yupp. I’ve always wanted to try it. But the guys outside.. I trust you more.’

I stuck the tip shallowly into her rear hole and blew really hard, not wanting to smell whatever she smelled like down there. Her body flattened on the bed and it took her a minute before she lost herself, stripping her shirt and bra off her skinny chest.

Mabel (heaving): ‘Oh god.. I’m feeling so warm. Come.. ‘

I remained seated on the bed knowing what might happened but she just pulled me down with her, removing my shorts despite my resistance. In front of a high and needy girl, how long could I resist my urge? Her hand was jerking my cock before I knew it and my fingers were forced into her dripping pussy.

The next ten minutes were just furious masturbation happening on bed, both of us eager to drive each other crazy. In a way, she knew stroking me faster would get me to finger her as fast, thus escalating the sensations she was feeling.

Mabel (whispering): ‘Let’s fuck.’
Me: ‘Condom?’
Mabel: ‘Let’s do it raw.. ‘

She laid flat on the bed and guided me on top, holding my cock delicately in her sweaty palm. Even though she had gone awry, the sincerity and truthfulness I hear from her voice did not make me doubt her choices. In safe hands, I pushed my way easily into her pussy and her eyes rolled white in ecstasy.

Mabel (moaning): ‘Oh fuck.. you’re making me crazy!’

My hips started to move on their own and she was a loose fit over my shaft. It was a soft, warm but gently pressurised, without surprising my mind. I couldn’t believe how sensual it felt, without any intense groans, just beautiful, slow pace of repetitive penetration.

Before I realised it, her arms had gone around my neck and we were kissing, to an orgasm awakening in her belly. Though she got a little tighter, it was still manageable. The perfection of the delicate pressure on my cock was in fact another experience to get me to cum soon. To put it simply, intense, raw sex belonged to the physical challenge. And a slow, graceful type of sex belonged to the spiritual level of love-making. Both having the same effects on a man’s mind.

I could feel my orgasm building up as she purred into my ears, complimenting my size and depth non-stop. For some reason, I could tell this was going to get more out of me than just regular sex. Some time later, our exhausted body slowed down and she finally stopped my thrusts with her feet.

Mabel (panting): ‘Is someone feeling it too?’
Me (panting): ‘Feeling what?’
Mabel: ‘The drugs.. some of it might be transferred to you.’

Right.. Why haven’t I thought of that? As I regained my energy from the much needed pause, my hips was slamming harder into her pussy, transcending beyond the beautiful love-making speed. Her fingernails amplified my senses as she dug into my back, kissing me harder to muffle her moans.

Me (groaning): ‘I’m shooting!’
Mabel (moaning): ‘Inside me baby.. inside me.. ‘

I let myself go and hammered the hell out of her, jerking her knees back and forth as my pelvis hit her thighs. Her vaginal muscles closed on me and created a vacuum, in time for my first load that was sucked out of me as I withdrew. The next thrusts loaded my incoming waves and I pushed my cum deeper into her, filling her up with all my balls’ worth.

Each entry would push some air out and then empty my shaft, repeating it until I was spent. Collapsing on her body, she carefully rolled me over and stayed ‘intact’, riding me for a while and resting on top of me.

Our bodies stuck together in a sweaty state for a good fifteen minutes, allowing me cock to shrink out of her. Just moments after, she began snoring and I let her take her nap in my arms, genitals taking their break after such an unbelievable session.

When I woke up much later, she was seated by my side, slurping noodles hungrily from a large bowl. I sat behind her and placed my hands on her breasts, toying with her pink nipples while she ate.

Mabel (whispering): ‘Hey.. you’re making me wet again.’
Me: ‘Can you feel me poking you?’
Mabel: ‘Can.’

She finished her food at the fastest speed and bent over in doggy again, signalling me to give her another dose. I did what I shouldn’t and she was on top of me this time, riding wildly with renewed energy till I creampied her again.

Me: ‘Are you on the pills?’
Mabel: ‘No. I can’t get pregnant anymore.’
Me: ‘Why? Did you see a doctor?’
Mabel: ‘Yeah. It’s the drugs.’

Upon further probing, her menses had not came for years and she knew the results even without a check up. I was allowed to move in with her after a new safe house was established (constantly moving) and the amount of sex we had only increased upon her recovery from the addiction.

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High and Wet

Spending time alone is the rare occasion where I sort my thoughts out. At 2am, the silence of my neighbourhood was the most ideal time to zone out, even the residents coming home then would not make too much noise.

Sitting in front of my block on one of those metal benches, a Lancer I always knew as an ‘ah beng car’ revved up to the bus stop nearby and interior lights came on when the passenger door was opened. Spotting the guy leaning over to the girl’s lap, I watched in horror as he pushed her out onto the grass patch, slamming the door hard and then zooming off.

The girl, wearing a white off shoulder crop top and black bandage skirt stood up but was in a trance. Swaying left and right as she walked, she did not take more than a few steps before collapsing to the ground. I couldn’t stay put and ran up to her, throwing her arm over my neck as I stood up.

Her replies to my questions were all gibberish, having no other choice but to bring her to where I was sitting earlier. Once her ass was firmed placed on the bench, she grabbed my hand across her belly and shifted it to her breasts, braless and firm under the thin material. She helped herself to my hand, squeezing through my fingers on her gorgeous chest.

Just as I pried my hand away, she raised her feet onto the edge of the seat and stuck her hand under.

Girl (mumbling): ‘I’m so fucking horny.. help me.. ‘
Me: ‘No I can’t!’
Girl: ‘Shhh.. ‘

She took my wrist and guided me into her skirt, onto the juicy, wet cunt that was so warm to the touch. Using my fingertips, I massaged her clit while she relaxed, sobering up to my relief.

Me: ‘Are you feeling better now?’

I slowed down to let her respond but she quickly went back into the drunken state, holding my hand and resuming the masturbation.

Girl: ‘Don’t stop. The drug.. is making me horny, and I can only think when you keep touching me.’

Me: ‘You have to get home and wait it out. I can’t do this to you.’

Her expression and actions had turned docile during the short period of calmness, regaining composure to a nicer self. Just as I thought I could end this unexpected act of kindness, she went for my shorts to forcefully lower it enough to stick her hand inside. Hushing me continuously, she laid pitifully on my shoulder, stroking my cock while whispering that she needed it right now. Taking advantage of a normal functioning, straight guy, she rose from her seat and stood skirt-up between my legs, ignoring my state of confusion about how far we would be taking it to.

In full glory of the estates opposite my block, and not forgetting my own block that was right behind us, she bent her knees over my lap and slid her ass up my groin. She caught yy cock between her legs and aimed it upright, before taking her actual position over it. Slowly sitting on my erection, her pussy was so wet that I was in in a continuous stroke.

Hopping lightly on her bent knees, the gentle tightness got the better of me as soft moans escaped her lips, while I was desperately holding in my excitement. Orgasms hit her within seconds due to her sensitivity, and it only got more frequent as she rode, exhausting her body bit by bit.

After five of what seemed to be the most beautiful orgasms she had, her legs gave way and she eased down on my hips. Feeling her womanly gentleness appear, deep, long breaths separated her sweet smelling body from my sweaty shirt. Finally, she was done using me as an outlet. Right?

Girl: ‘I’m Jolene. You?’
Me: ‘J here. You’re alright now?’
Jolene: ‘Almost. Can you do something for me?’
Me: ‘Yeah? Tell me.’

She took a deep breath out of my sight and arched her back forward, bringing my butt to the edge of the seat just an inch away from falling off. She took my both hands and went one more step away from the bench, ensuring that my cock never left her pussy while we undocked the comfortable seats. By then, we were standing chest-to-back, and my-groin-to-her-ass, close.

Jolene: ‘Fuck me hard all the way. Till you know? Cum?’
Me: ‘No way. I’m not gonna cum inside you.’
Jolene: ‘Or should I ride you till you cum? Will that be better?’
Me: ‘*Sigh*.. must I? You sure you want it?’
Jolene: ‘Yes. I want it so badly.’

My hands lightly held her waist as she adjusted her skirt higher, and I was humping away in no time. Jerking in stealthy small movements towards her ass, I went under her shirt to feel the erected nipples on her voluptuous breasts. There was just no way I could miss those handful mammaries. Erotic moans filled the air as we boned in the grassland, oblivious to whoever might be looking at us. The soft, raw flesh of her vagina caressed my hard cock like taming a giant with affection, it was something I never experienced in my life.

Gradually, her pussy got too tight to continue the graceful thrusts and I paused to warn her about the incoming load.

Jolene (whispering): ‘Shoot it all inside me baby.’

I hugged her closer as my hips went into rapid-fire mode, squishing out all the juices her pussy could hold. Within a few seconds, I was at my maximum speed and she just held my hands (on her breasts) tighter, embracing herself for my next sentence.

Me: ‘Cumming now.. ‘

Powerful shots drew my cock deeper into her while my hips fidgeted erratically, forcing hard thrusts insider to my weakening knees. The minute vacuum sucked every bit I had and we were wobbling backwards to the bench.

Once my last twitch happened, I let my body fall onto the seat and she joined me after lowering her skirt. In the cool breezy night, our hands stay joined, without saying a single word. After what felt like a long time, her head landed on my shoulder, and a momentarily tight grip got my attention.

Jolene (whispering): ‘Thank you.’

Without looking at her bag, she fished her phone out and held it in front of me. I punched my number in and she listened to make sure I got her number, and kept her mobile quietly. We spent a while enjoying the peacefulness before she had to leave, and I had no reasons to stay too.

Since my block was right behind us, I had ample opportunity to watch her catwalk away from me, deeper into the concrete jungle away from me. After a quick shower, I jumped into bed just in time to see a picture message appearing on my Whatsapp, a selfie of her OOTD we had our little fun in.

Me (Whatsapp): ‘Goodnight Jolene. Don’t hang out with that guy anymore k?’
Jolene (Whatsapp): ‘Never again. I have you now.’

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Vessels

Troy: ‘Ass up!’

The ex-model sluggishly perked her ass up on her bed, eyes rolling white from the dose of ice he fed her. Never could anyone imagine Natalie to have stooped this low, all thanks to the drug one of her friends mixed into her drink on one of her yacht photoshoot. Just two weeks after that, she had shifted out of her place and into a semi-D, along with other girls who were seemingly worse off.

Her knees fell apart when the icy cold metal rod touched her ass cheeks, slipping between the cracks and onto her anus. Very slowly, she let off a groan as the anal plug dug their way into her intestines.

Troy: ‘Doing good. Stay relaxed.’

There was no need for her to think about anything as the drug made the whole process sensual, heightening her sexual urges as her asshole widened. His warm hand left the T-shaped stopper right outside her anus and she fell back onto the bed, tummy contracting to get used to its presence.

Before long, she had turned to her sides and reached for her pussy, pubes trimmed into an airstrip above her cunt. She started to masturbate herself and Troy kept quiet by her side, pants tightening as gentle moans escaped her beautiful face, one that no one would suspect of what she was training to do.

Troy: ‘You want my cock huh? You keep looking at it.’

Seated on a revolving chair next to her, he removed his pants (and underwear), letting her catch a glimpse of his tall erection. Natalie lazily reached for it and went on to stroke it a few times, until he got too horny to stay still.

The sight of his shirt falling over her head excited her pussy even more and the sudden jerks of her hips leaked even more juices out of her. Still high on ice, Troy easily controlled her and plunged his cock into her, savouring the warmth of her vagina for a few seconds while she screamed helplessly.

Among the enslaved girls lived three ‘masters’, two guys and one woman who took care of their food and whatnot. Well, what’s whatnot? Money! Tons of money from unknown sources. The girls were allowed to go out, but at the end of the day, it was the drugs that kept their loyalty.

As Troy pounded her little ass, moans were heard from the room next door. The men each had their ‘favourite’ girls and they took extra care of them. Naked waist down, Natalie only had a blue bra and an oversized white tank top on. While her mind was bombarded by the pleasure of sex, the drugs were helping those orgasms come sooner.

Rounds after rounds of climax, Natalie only got wetter with that thick rod ramming into her tight hole. He had been stretching her pussy wider since the first time she gave in to him. As if he was on some other drugs, his cock never flinched throughout the forceful thrusts. The sheer size of it, was expanding right inside her, coming in contact with every sensitive and non-sensitive spots.

Grabbing onto her silky long brown hair, she lifted her body up on her arms and felt the pain on her scalp travelling down her spine to her genitals. Whatever he did, it kept turning her on. After a good five minutes of merciless pussy thrashing, he pinned her back down onto the bed and went even faster.

Slurping sounds joined the occasional queefing noises and more orgasms took her sanity away.

Troy: ‘Fucking bitch! I’m cumming!’

He pulled out of her and seamlessly slid it between her ass, fingers holding onto her head and turning her towards him in a swift stroke. He sat comfortably on his bum and shoved her head down, gagging her on his cock a few times before she figured out what to do.

The enthusiastic girl licked him like a puppy and suckled on his honeystick, bobbing up and down in high speed. The king of the bed laid back and shut his eyes, enjoying the treat to a wondrous ending she was sucking him to.

Like before, his fingers dug into her hair and held her still, moving his hips a few times into her mouth for whatever was coming. Seconds after a pause in front of his dick, blobs of cum spat onto her face continuously, until he pushed her down on him again, clearing the rest of his bullets right inside her mouth.

Once he took a deep breath, Natalie knew it was over and was pushed away like a used sex toy. She fell onto her back and watched him tower over her sweaty body, shirt pulled all the way to her face to clean those cum off.

Troy: ‘Turn over now. It’s time to work.’

He flipped the dead fish over and spread her legs wide, yanking the ribbed, stainless steel buttplug out in one move. Natalie resting her head on the bed towards him could see what he was doing. He filled a condom with small zip lock pouches and coated it with some lubricant, stuffing it into another condom before a knot sealed the contents.

The package disappeared behind her back and as expected, it went into her asshole that was stretched to accommodate its size. It went in easily and she was helped up to change into a fresh set of clothes, a low cut, sweet blue dress with floral designs on it.

With another girl, she was ushered into a car and the ride began, going all the way into Malaysia and through the distracted eyes of the custom officer. Like a professional, Troy protected them from his horny buyers and closed the deal, putting up in a hotel nearby with his two prized transport vessels.

After feeding them with another dose of ice, the screams and moans coming from the room was never questioned by any staff in the hotel. The girl with Natalie was Cherry, whom had another whole story to herself.