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Super Effective

There was no definitive explanation I could give when the rush of power, control, and liberation stiffen my grip on her shoulder and wrist. Part of me wanted to believe, that my kiss to her neck dispersed, the ferocious struggle she put up in the beginning, but enough time has passed since our acquaintance, that might well be the reason she had no more strength to resist.

Before me, she closed her tear-filled eyes hopelessly, letting a single drop trickle down to her ears. Strangely, I didn’t feel any sense of pity for her. Instead, the urge to ‘not disappoint her submission’ grew stronger, especially in my loin that was hardening to her helplessness.

Cautiously, I let go of the hand holding her shoulder down and reached under one of her knees to bend it ninety degree, away from her other legs. Seeing no signs of resistance, I freed her wrist as well and did the same to her other knee, splitting both her thighs a little too wide to reveal the pink hidden between her labia.

Without any more time to waste, I grabbed my cock and placed the tip on her exposed clit, rubbing and vibrating vigorously on it while my thumb occasionally took over to check if she was any wetter. When I realised that the ‘foreplay’ wasn’t working, I released a blob of saliva over her pussy, smearing it downward to where I was so ready to penetrate.

Once the tip was in place, I pinned both her knees down as my hip did the rest of the work, piercing through her unwilling, tight gap that garnered me a deathly-stare. My primal instinct then took control and proceed to fuck her unresponsive body, until I felt a little more moisture from inside her.

The more she tried to suppress her emotions, the higher I raised her knees (towards her elbows). At one point, I let her legs go and went into a push-up position, driving my cock downward, to finally hear a moan-gasp escape her lips.

Impressed with what I just heard, I pushed her hips together and returned to my upright-kneeling position, gradually ‘loosening’ the tensed mood in the room where she was held. It wasn’t before long she gave in to the overpowering thrusts that jiggled her breasts up and down, moaning loudly into the ceiling her eyes couldn’t look away from.

Next, I turned her sideways by picking up one of her legs, held it against my chest and violently twerked my waist at her pussy. One small adjustment at a time, she was slowly placed into doggystyle, except that she was reluctant to get on her knees (body was completely facing sideways then).

It was too late to uphold my principle to ‘never hurt a woman’ by then, making it guilt-free to give a hard tug on her hair to get her to listen to me. In no time, she was in a proper doggystyle position for me to ram the breath out of her, getting so loud at one point that I had to keep her face buried in the pillow.

After a few minutes of mindlessly fucking her increasingly tight pussy, I was at my wit’s end at ignoring my overbearing urge to cum. I would never imagine her to ‘ride’ my cock when I had to take that pause (or risk cumming into her). She literally handed me the last straw with her unconscious backward-humping move, cutting short my attempt to stay inside her any longer.

I pulled out of her at her last ‘bump’ and let my load spray over her ass. Just when I expected her to scram as far as she could from this place, she stuck a hand between her legs and dabbed her fingers on my cum. Before I was able to tell what she was up to, those cum-covered fingertips had gone into her pussy, as if stuffing herself full of me.

She just kept going until she finally blacked out, leaving me to tidy the mess I just made (with her).

When she came to an hour later, she recognised me immediately and threw herself into my arms. Everything fell back into place once I explained everything to her, and showed her the footage from the camera we set up to document the effects.

Still, I couldn’t help but shudder at the possibility that, if the wonder drug, with its ability to disassociate one’s memory from his/ her past, has failed (or worked too well) and left a permanent effect on its user/s.

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Overused

As exhausted as I was, especially after two rounds of sex, the sight of my baby girl in a restrained-doggystyle worked like magic on my limp dick. Unlike the imaginable ways you can tie a girl to the bed, we had a different set up that night.

Two spreader bars kept her elbows AND knees apart, while a center, vertical bar restricted her from straightening her body (or lying flat down). The collar around her neck was chained to the headboard, with an additional long, seatbelt-quality webbing running under the bed to hold her calves as wide as she could manage.

This special bondage arrangement was planned in line with my use of a single Viagra pill, which she was all too happy to test it with me.

As you can imagine, our first round happened with all of our enthusiasm, loud, forceful smashing that would push the sturdiness of my bed to its limit. We were no doubt in a monotonus, straightforward, fucking position, but there was just something about the pill that drove us really crazy.

The moment I pierced her pussy with my cock, my body moved on its own without any control, thrusting mercilessly, fearlessly, almost crazily at that soft, wet opening perched at the end of her body. We didn’t go more than three minutes before she started screaming into the pillows, some times for me to stop, and other times for me to just fuck her to death.

When I sensed her vagina contracting, a sign of an incoming orgasm, my efforts to slow down and pull out, went in vain. My waist only jerked harder in that narrowing gap, splitting her collapsing walls apart AND as fast as possible. That single climax stretched out to three, back-to-back orgasms when I couldn’t get control of my body.

While I was harder than usual, my extra-sensitive head was unaffected. At the end of the orgasm-streak she was on, I crossed my threshold without much effort and let my cock sprayed where it desired, deep into her pussy that I was still plugged deeply in.

My body just fell over her back once my balls were emptied, but the earlier ecstasy was quickly replaced by a hot, pulsating sensation through my shaft. I took a quick peek at where our bodies joined and saw a fully erected cock, that needed just one stroke (in and out of her pussy) to grasp the prowess of it.

Never before have I ever pulled out, and then plunge my cock right back into her pussy to continue fucking her. The first few minutes of ’round two’ took place in silence, thereafter her pillow-muffled screams resurfaced. I was ramming her at speeds we have never encountered, practically fast enough to make her squirt all over our thighs and onto my bed.

For as long as I shoved my cock into her, tiny squirts of joy ensued. The rattling of the spreader bars and chains grew more frantic as one after another orgasm consumed her, depriving her of sanity and strength in three-minute waves. From behind, I could already see a big, wet patch on the pillow she was drooling into, as well as smaller droplets where her tears dripped.

I could not react to the guilt I was feeling, nor could I do anything about the pitiful state she was in. My hips, then still-pounding her, was in total control of the non-stop orgasms she was victim to.

Barely fifteen into the second round, I came again at the same spot, into her pussy that was already overflowing with our mixed fluids. That ejaculate finally brought me down onto my ass, though the erection in front of me had not weakened a bit.

Throat burning of thirst, I went for a drink in the dark and returned to the bed, to see her body shivering, cum and whatnot still dripping out of her pussy.

For some reason, I went back to my spot between her legs and plugged my cock back, twerking just my hips to fuck her hands-free. By the seconds, she turned quieter until she was just sighing and panting to my thrusts. Her pussy had began to dry up, but it only caused a better sensation at my loin.

The third load of cum poured so easily into her pussy that was covered in more ‘white’ than pink (her pussy), not that it made any difference to my strides.

As I undid the spreader bar at her knees, my body was still fucking her. Only after the restraints at her calves were removed, did she straightened her legs to lie flat on the bed. I rolled her over onto her back, raised one of her thighs, and dipped my cock back in.

Despite the sex looking all necrophiliac, seeing how motionless she was, I came for the last time into her. None of us could remember exactly what happened that night, but it did awakened a darker, more submissive side of her. She became my pet who would do as I asked, no matter where we were, at any time I wanted.

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Playback

It was only last night, that we felt like we had a lot to tell each other. From the moment we met, to the shopping we did at NTUC, up to my doorstep, the endless conversation suddenly came to a halt when we walked through the door.

We took off our shoes, dropped the shopping bags at the kitchen counter, and straight up – made out. I couldn’t keep my hands off her, just like she couldn’t tear her lips away from mine. It was I, who asked her to wear that loud, red lipstick, and boy, did she leave her marks all over my neck.

Her hands impatiently tore my pants off, as I stripped her jeans off her shapely hips. Our kisses only got crazier once we had our respective hands in each other’s underwear, stroking the hard, wet parts that would drive us even wilder.

It didn’t take much for me to knock her small frame over the sofa, weakened by the light, pecks I planted across her neck. My mind was floating in a weightless mode which her hand was transmitting through my erection. For a moment, I didn’t know what I wanted to do with her.

It has seemed, that from the start, she already knew what she wanted to do. A gentle nudge on my chest straightened my back, for the breathtaking sight of her mouth going over my six inches of manhood. One hand, remained at the bottom of my cock, while the other, went under my testicles.

The instant she brought those lips up and down my shaft, my knees began wobbling. She was literally sucking the life out of me, one mouthful at a time. I would never forget how she would suckle the tip, until I was murmuring nonsense, or how she would run her soft, wet tongue under my cock, up and down, covering all sides.

She truly got the best out of me when she popped those testicles into her mouth, lapping them till I was dodging away. When she was finally done with me, I was exhausted beyond words could describe. Not even after I sat down, did she stop fondling my dick, with an anticipating look.

It was my turn next, to put her in my arms and push her knees apart. I had longed to get my hand between her legs, to rub that moist, squishy clit with extra care to her sensitive skin. It was a wonder for me, to feel her tremble, reciprocating the pleasure with desperate kisses in my neck. I knew exactly how to slide just a little bit of my fingers into her pussy, to get her really worked up. If I could help it, I wouldn’t let her stop me before she get an orgasm.

Somehow, we sobered up then and put on our swimming suits. We made our way to the then-empty pool and hopped right into the cold water. Although we mostly stayed in a corner, much of the activities were happening underwater. She knew that I was wearing a pair of trunks that was tight, but that didn’t stop her from sticking a hand in, and jerking me upright. Likewise for her, I slipped two fingers into her pussy and ‘cycled’ while she massaged me.

If you have ever gotten frisky in a pool, you can imagine how to have sex in there. Like a pair of ‘well-behaving’ teens, she turned to me and stealthily climbed over my legs. I held her waist steady while she grabbed my cock, held it upright, and slowly lowered herself over it.

There wasn’t much we could do in there, given the resistance of the water, but that, being inside her, was all we needed. She couldn’t feel any warmer in the cold water. She did moved a little, but we spent a greater deal of time just lying in each other’s arms, basking in the pure rawness of our connection.

After about thirty minutes in the pool, we returned to the apartment and dried ourselves. In the nude, we cooked instant noodles and I decided on the position we would eat in. I sat on the floor first with my legs opened, and she would sit in front of me in the same position. I then moved my groin closer to her until I had my cock inside her, and that was how we ate.

In a very fun-but-confusing mood, we finished our food, and went to the balcony onto the swing. Still naked, I proceeded to roll the stash of weed I had brought for the night, while she helped herself to my half-interested erection. By the time I had one joint done, I swear I was too exhausted to smoke it anymore.

That helpful girl helped me lit it and we took turns smoking. When we finally reached the end of it, that powerful, psychedelic effect kicked in real hard. Our heads were spinning, hands were shaking, but we knew we had each other. My throat and stomach started to burn, then followed by a mysterious glow of heat in my groin. By the time I took another look at her, she was already two fingers in.

There was only one thing I had to do then, that was to grab that condom I had strategically placed and put it to use. In my paranoid state, I managed to cap myself and she was onto me right away. She bent over the swinging bench as I stood behind her, half swaying, trying to get my dick inside her.

Once my dick was warm and cosy in her pussy, all that was left to do was to thrust. My body locked in that final command and we were off, banging away under the influence of weed. That urge to shit came and went, that urge to drink water came and went. The only thing that was constant, was the need to be pumping my cock.

She was especially quiet throughout, only breathing loudly to each of my thrusts. We went from the swing, to the floor, from doggystyle, to missionary. I supposed I looked stoned when I was jutting my groin at hers.

None of us managed to cum then, spending most of the time sprawled on the ground, waiting for the effects to wear out. For some reason, her mouth was back at my cock, amplifying that euphoric sensation leaving my body. We literally crawled into bed that night, cock randomly pounding her whenever I could, or she would ride me whenever she could.

After an hour or so, we were in more control of our bodies. So we resumed what we started, fucking from the bedroom to the toilet, did our business(es), and continued in the living room, kitchen counter, doorway, and back into the bedroom.

The last thing I remembered was cumming inside her when she fucked my brains out in cowgirl. When I woke up, it was 3am, with an overwhelming urge to go for another round. I flipped her onto her back, spread her legs, capped myself, and dived right into her pussy.

Almost robot-like, I just hammered her till I came again, and saw her satisfied smile on that drowsy face.

The next time I woke up, it was her mouth that did it. She was sucking me so peacefully, bobbing her head up and down, while listening to my groans. I let her did what she wanted and delivered another load into her mouth, for breakfast.

It was six before I knew it, and she was on her way out. When sunlight struck my face, it was one of the deepest sleep I have ever gotten in a long time. In front of the bed, was the camera I brought, aimed at me.

She did leave a little surprise for me.

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To Tame a Monster

‘Ahhh~’

I opened my mouth for the same white pill I took daily since we have gotten intimate. Being fully aware of my own sexual stamina, it was no secret that I noticed the changes brought upon by the unknown medication. My erection was harder, thicker on some occasions, and definitely longer-lasting.

Shelia had begun jerking me whilst I was on my back, enjoying the effortless foreplay. Although she was texting on her phone for the most part, it was still pleasurable for me.

‘Umm.. Ros is coming over. You won’t mind right?’

‘What is she coming over for?’

‘This. Can?’

‘If you want.. ‘

She flashed me a smile and dived straight for my cock, taking it wholeheartedly into her mouth for a slow, sensual blowjob I couldn’t keep my eyes open for.

It all began one night, on one of our dates. It was a normal day out for us. Dinner, and a late-night movie where our hands spent most of the show in each other’s pants. Our insatiable lust went from the staircase of the cinema, into the cab we took, and right up to floor she lived at.

As far as I understood about our relationship, we never crossed the lines that we didn’t speak about. So, for the past two months we were together, we did nothing more than just petting. In our case, ‘petting’ did include the penetration of my fingers into her.

That night, like any other, we stripped ourselves down to nothing once her bedroom door was shut behind us, for a pleasant, stress-free, act of mutual-masturbation for each other. At one time, we did 69 and she was really milking my cock dry with that skilful tongue of hers. When we were both breathless and more or less, done, she returned to my sight – with that pill.

All she asked for, was for me to trust her, and I unhesitatingly did.

A raging, brain-wrecking hard on then came about, rendering me desperate for some physical contact or whatsoever, still abiding by our unspoken, no-sex, agreement. But when I saw her bent over in doggystyle next to me, my mind needed no more explanation. I got on my knees, rammed my cock into her salivating pussy, and fucked. her. hard.

She never completed any sentence that night, be it asking me to slow down, stop, or when she begged for mercy. My hips were unstoppable, jamming her hole full of my cock over and over again. From how much force I had to exert to push my way into her pussy, I could approximate the time she would climax.

Nonetheless, I drove her crazy AND unconscious that night through endless orgasms. After she fainted a few times in doggystyle, I rolled her over and instantly resumed fucking her in missionary, no matter how hard she tried to push me away.

Simply put it, she was helpless against the life-draining orgasms electrocuting her whole body. That strong wave of energy that was gushing out of me, lasted for a good four hours to daylight. At 6am plus, she had became this lifeless, ragdoll my cock was still thrusting into.

Ultimately, the effects wore off and I could sense the tiredness consuming me. But above it all, was the urge to unload the overwhelming pressure in my balls. After her pussy attained another orgasm that shrunk her vagina by just a little, I collapsed on top of her and let my loin pushed out however much cum I had, right into her.

I remembered cumming and cumming for a long time, each time feeling ‘full’ and ‘rich’. We slept in that position for an unknown length of time, until we woke up to the scent of instant noodles, under a blanket that was placed over us.

Apparently, her mum entered the room at some point in time, failed to wake us up, decided to cook lunch, and even covered our promiscuous bodies up. When she crawled out from underneath, my cum literally poured out of her into the wet sheets she came countless times on.

One thing that I would never forget, was her satisfied, blissful, bedazzled look when she recalled what we did.

(Shelia exclaimed) ‘ROS! I MISSED YOU!’

The girls hugged for a long time, one fully dressed, and the other (Shelia) naked, not that they mind. Ros didn’t waste any time to get naked and into the bed where Shelia was fondling with my dick, which was all to ready to thrust into action.

Before any of them put any of their feminine parts within my reach, they had to form this agreement, for their own safety.

(Shelia to Ros) ‘After any one of us climaxed, we will switch over. Ok?’

Well, I had no say in that. Ros, the first to go under me in missionary, spread her legs wide for my cock to enter her raw. Somehow, that first ‘taste’ of a warm, moist pussy did the trick to tip me over the edge, and unleashed a machine-like pounding into her groin.

My thick cock stretched her pussy sideways and then plugged her deep lengthwise, caressing every inch of her vagina each time I pushed and pulled. Since I was kneeling upright while doing Ros, Shelia climbed over Ros in doggystyle and used the minor bumps of my stomach against her pussy, to help finger herself.

It was almost two-in-one, in terms of efficiency during sex. My cock, thrusting into Ros, my tummy, pushing Shelia’s fingers into herself. The same monster inside me had snuck out to take over my controlled tempo, unleashing hell for the first-timer Ros.

As soon as she received her first orgasm, I pulled Shelia’s waist to my cock and plunged it right into her. Unsure if the girls were making out, there was no other sounds besides the wild moaning sound from them. The whole cycle of alternating between Shelia and Ros went on for a long time, before Ros alerted me to the unconscious state Shelia was in.

Now that it was just Ros and I, we moved out of the bed and had her bent over the bed, in standing doggy. Little would I expect, that she would squirt within the first few seconds of my penetration, wetting the floor with her juices. I couldn’t stop myself then and just fucked her forward, a step at a time.

She was in bed, right over Shelia when another stream of juices came spraying out. Shelia woke up to that unspeakable wetness, but it didn’t take ‘long’ for me to knock her out again. Ros only soiled the floor from then on, followed by violent convulsions that made her just a little less appealing to keep fucking.

I didn’t wait for her to recover before going back to Shelia, whom was more than happy to wake up to my cock thrusting inside her. Ros managed to climb into bed and laid on her side like how Shelia was, facing towards each other’s drowsy expression. With one of their legs raised to their waist levels, I was free to fuck any of them (sideways).

The girls just moaned and made out and massaged clits whenever either of them climaxed. Like the new ‘usual’, three hours later, my body caught up to me and slowed down, to the opposite sensation of wanting-to-blow-my-load.

Since Shelia was mine (and vice versa) to begin with, I slipped my cock into her sleeping state and humped a big, continuous one into her pussy. She was smiling until she stopped, turned her head at me with a shocked look, and pushed me away frantically. That ‘misconception’ I had that I was just firing blanks was proven otherwise, when thick, white cum leaked out of her.

Still squirting aimlessly over their legs, the grin Shelia had was so suspicious, while she tucked my cock into Ros. Seconds later, Ros jumped out of bed with her hands over her pussy, displaying a constipated look before she sighed loudly.

Huge amounts of cum waterfall-ed out of her into the mess she made, and she then slumped onto the bed.

(Ros uttered worryingly) ‘fuck.. shit.. ‘

Of course, things wouldn’t go that south especially when we had a small stockpile of morning-after. Ros had to take one, but not Shelia since she was on the pill.

(Shelia to me) ‘I think let’s just keep this pointing to my dick to ourselves.’

Things didn’t go that way though, not when Ros was spending as many nights as I did, at Shelia’s place. Now, her mum has to prepare three bowls of instant noodles for us.

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Out of Nowhere

‘J?’

‘Yeah?’

‘He (flashing a namecard in my face) sent me. Are you ready to go now?’

‘Go where?’

‘Somewhere. Quickly pack up!’

I still couldn’t understand why I followed her when there were so many unknowns, and the only thing that made sense was the name on the card. He was a customer-turned-acquaintance, whom only spoke to me once in a blue moon. We weren’t close in any way, but he was somehow connected to this.

The girl who approached me earlier, looked very normal in every way. Like how most people were dressed at the shopping district, her pink, spag dress blended in really well. On the other hand, I was the weird one in shorts and slippers, like I was some tourists living in that area.

My confusion worsen at the front desk of Marriott Hotel, where a key card was handed to that girl.

‘Where are we going?’

‘Up? What do you mean?’

‘I don’t understand all this.’

‘You don’t have to. Just relax!’

We made our way to the room and she went straight for the bath, running the water while she stripped herself and I down to our underwear. What happened next, well, she fell onto her knees and lowered my briefs, to give me a handjob.

‘Woah! Wait! I don’t even know your name.’

‘You can call me Charlotte.’

‘Can you tell me why are you doing this?’

‘Nope! But I can show you something else.’

‘What is.. AHHH!’

Her mouth dived straight down my cock and held me still, to complete my erection in the warmth of her throat. My mind was getting these waves of white, sound-waves-like vision as she did that, draining strength away from the knees all at once. I tumbled backwards onto the bed and she began sucking proper, kissing the tip affectionately before her lips formed the seal around the head.

The slow descend, was made better with her gorgeous face I could see upclose, made up professionally, and perfect in every way. She paid little attention to me once she got in the mood, putting every effort to please that cock widening in her mouth. Every drop of saliva that escaped her seal, was quickly licked up, before she restarted the whole process of sliding her lips down my shaft.

I was trembling so hard when she finally gave me a break, to drag me into the shower after she checked on it. In the tub filled with lukewarm water, my muscles, except for one, melted away in bliss. She continued sucking my manhood in there, leaving me breathless and probably useless as she did most of the work.

After what felt like a long time, the water was drained, and she washed every corner of me up.

‘Can I rub myself for a while?’

‘Sure.’

We were still in the tub when she opened her legs, as wide as the width of the tub to masturbate. I couldn’t understand how she could enjoy herself like that with a stranger, let alone touch herself for me to watch.

Five minutes later, we rinsed ourselves and went to the bed, where she readied herself to go down on me.

‘You can do what you were doing on your laptop. It will be a long day for the both of us.’

‘And what will you be doing?’

‘This!’

She brought my bag within my reach right before she went down on me (again), feasting tirelessly on my guilty-pleasure spot. I doubt anyone would be surprised that I couldn’t do anything else on the bed, apart from putting on some music, and lying back in delight.

I honestly had no idea how long she was sucking for when I opened my eyes again, to catch her asleep on my thigh. She was all apologetic when I accidentally woke her up while reaching for the phone, to order food through room serivce. If only you could see her silly face when the trolley arrived, with enough food to last till supper. It didn’t even occur to her that we were naked when the steward arrived.

Once we had our fill, she was ready to go again, except I didn’t let her this time. I suggested 69 and she excitedly agreed to it, bringing her tiny, shaved pussy in front of my eyes that never once had a chance to look at. From how it glistened, I had no trouble tasting how sweet she was. Every flick I made across her clit was reciprocated, with an equally intense stroke of her mouth. Her juices turned to drippy soup from being a condiment, that she was getting shy about.

‘OK! THAT’S ENOUGH! No more for you!’

It seemed so natural when she turned herself around, put her pussy on my abs, and backed up. I went into her easily and she instinctively did the hard work, grinding and rocking as if her life depended on it. I couldn’t get her off no matter how hard I tried, especially when she pushed her vaginal muscles hard against my dick to throw me off.

At one point, I flipped her over and pinned her under me, only for her to put one hand between her legs – to slide me right in. We went into the doggystyle after that and once again, she was humping me backwards. It wasn’t that crazy like before, where I couldn’t escape.

Once I had enough of her uncontrollable sex, I pulled out and took a break, letting her fingers take my place. She turned herself around after a minute and opened her arms for me to hug her, as well return to her wet embrace at our nether region. Just as I thought I had more control, she wrapped her legs around me and thrusted her hips upwards.

This time, there was no way out when she unleashed everything on me, keeping my head on her shoulder throughout. Her pussy would stay on me for as hard as I tried to shake her off, but it was beyond salvation once I crossed my limit.

Instead, I rammed my cock in and out of her for all that was worth, cramping up every muscles in my body to deliver that hell of a load up her pussy. I just knew I came so hard to that vacuum within, emptying me of everything I had.

By then, we were too exhausted to move and slept in that pose, until the sun shone through the wide, glass window. I awakened in bed on my back, feet towards a trolley of fresh food and wine.

(Charlotte exclaimed) ‘Wakey wakey! We have another day to go! So eat up!’

In the end, I had to pop one of those Viagra pills she had, so I could ‘reluctantly’ fuck her proper this time.

I still had no idea where she came from, or how was she involved in this. But there are some questions better left unanswered, at least until that day passed.