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Maeve’s Demise

‘Hey! You know Maeve right?’

‘Yeah?’

‘I think she’s in some kind of trouble. Can you come with me?’

‘Yeah yeah! Let’s go.’

Although I didn’t know Maeve that well, there were no reasons not to help her out if I could help it. I followed that girl on a walk so rushed that I was almost running, to a flat that wasn’t so far away from my workplace. Coming up to the highest floor, the sight of another girl, and the state Maeve was in, caught me by complete surprise.

While the girl next to her was decently dressed, Maeve wasn’t. For some reason that didn’t seem well, her wrists were tied to the metal pipes in the corner of the stair landing, with the shoulder straps of her dress lowered to her hips, leaving her upper body exposed in a white bra.

‘Woah! Did you find her like that?’

‘Haha! No? We tied her up!’

‘What? Why?’

‘Cause I found out that the guys we like, are texting her. And she kept talking to them.’

‘But it isn’t her fault right?’

‘Yeah. So this, isn’t her fault too. If you don’t want us to hurt her, you’ll have to do as WE say. Deal?’

‘Yeah. Anything to get her out of this!’

‘Good. First, put your bag down. And then take off your pants.’

I responded immediately to that command and stripped my jeans off with my underwear, standing just a few steps away from that sorrowful-looking girl I knew as a regular at my bar.

Before I could make out what they were planning to do, the both of them stood at each of my side, hands reaching under my shirt and roaming for Maeve to watch. Slowly, they made their way down my belly and around my groin, working on my disinterested cock with a double handjob.

Needless to say, I got hard eventually and it was my turn to show her my sorry face. There was just no way I could NOT get turned on by their sensual ‘massage’.

‘ Maeve. I want you to remember this.’

The second girl whom I haven’t heard speak went down on her knees and took my cock, held horizontally straight by her friend, into her mouth. What ensued was a mind-blowing trip into a very wet, warm mouth that weakened my knees instantly. That girl, who I will address as ‘Butterfly’ for the tattoo I spotted on her right shoulder, was going as deep as however long I was.

All six inches of me disappeared and appeared over and over again, in more saliva and length and girth each time. I was, getting bigger during the course of that blowjob!

(While Butterfly looked at Maeve) ‘Mmm! Your man.. he’s yummy!’

‘Peace’, like that very logo was seen on the left chest of the girl who led me there, ended the oral sex after she saw how swollen and red I had gotten. She then stood between Maeve and I to do a sexy dance to remove her panties from under her skirt, before going up close to Maeve’s face.

‘I’m going to fuck him now Maeve. Just like how those guys want to do to you. Watch.’

Butterfly brought me a few steps forward to the ass Peace stuck out for me, and guided my erection between her vaginal lips. A slap on my butt sent me penetration that vengeful girl from behind, sinking inch after inch into her pussy.

‘Oh fuck! He’s really big!’

(Peace whispered loudly) ‘MOVE!’

Slightly taken aback by that instruction, I took a second to start thrusting into Butterfly, causing her to moan a tad too loud in that quiet neighbourhood. Not about to last ‘as long as I can’, I pumped her with all my strength, forcing yelps out of her as I churned her insides out with my cock.

Although I was fucking Butterfly, my eyes had never left Maeve. It looked as if she understood where my mind was, and it wasn’t inside the girl my dick was fucking.

(Butterfly moaned) ‘ARGHH! I’m gonna come!’

A push from Peace’s hand sent me fumbling back while she cupped her hand over Butterfly’s pussy, supposedly rubbing her as fast as she could for a generous amount of fluids to be squirted onto the ground around our feet.

(Peace asking) ‘My turn? This is for you Maeve.’

Peace easily hiked up her dress to reveal her already-naked bottoms, hooking her arms around my neck to straddle me. Doing a half-squat against the railing behind me, her legs went around my hips and Butterfly ‘helped’ me get into her.

From there, Peace did most of the work riding me with her toes barely touching the floor, grinding her pussy up and down to slide my manhood in and out – non-stop. Apart from her orgasmic cries, I too, was groaning my lungs out at the demise of Maeve.

Peace, owning a body half the size of Butterfly, felt like a doll in my arms. Unlike her friend, she was climaxing back-to-back while I took over the sex, jabbing my cock so deep and fast into her. After another few minutes, her body started convulsing so badly that Butterfly had to stop me, giving me a chance to get Maeve out of there.

Just as luck had it with me, I was halfway untying that dead knot around her wrists when the two girls caught up with me. In a swift move faster than I could react to, they raised Maeve’s legs over my waist and I had to carry her by her bum so she wouldn’t cut her wrists.

‘Now, the hero is going to fuck his beauty.’

A hand I had no idea belonged to who went under my ass and angled my cock at Maeve’s pussy, long stripped of any panties for unknown reasons. In a flash, I found myself fucking Maeve.

The girls were so ecstatic when Maeve started moaning to my hard strokes, expressing smiles and seriousness throughout the thrusts I gave her. That ten minutes of Llevame (‘Carry Me’ sex position) was the best I’ve had amongst the two I’ve fucked while standing, bringing me to MY long-awaited orgasm quite easily.

(I whispered) ‘I’m cumming Maeve.. I’m cumming.. ‘

‘OH NO YOU DON’T!’

Two hands on my shoulders yanked me sharply and I hit the railings hard, facing a new ‘happy ending’ when Peace squatted in front of me. Butterfly resumed jerking me in the direction of Peace’s mouth, focusing their attention on me, which gave Maeve a chance to wriggle herself out of the loosened knot.

‘I’M CUMMING!’

Maeve then took off for the lift that had stopped at the floor above us, waiting for a few seconds I took to throw them off balance. To think I had to go right as I was cumming.

(Maeve exclaimed) ‘YES! Oh no!’

That grateful lady caught my first squirt in her hand and took the rest into her mouth, perhaps too disoriented to figure out how else to handle my load. I could feel her swallowing everything throughout the ten seconds I came for.

Once we reached the ground floor, we hid in a corner to put on everything else we needed to, before making our way to her place to settle ourselves down. In this half-fucked condition, let’s just say we ended up as more than friends, but less than a couple.

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Fucking Crazy

Awakened by a sudden jerk on my shoulders to sit me upright, my head was still spinning from the hard knock I remembered receiving when the abduction happened in front of the budget hotel I had put up in. Besides having a thick and heavy chain around my naked waist, the lack of restraints around my hands actually surprised me.

Before I could get a grip on myself, a series of hard shoves and kicks sent me leaning forward for the cold, shivering body of someone lying sideways. Assuming my sense of touch was not distorted, it was a female in front of me – naked.

(Man’s voice) ‘Fuck her and you two will be released tomorrow. Don’t make us hurt her, again.’

Sinister laughs belonging to countless different voices then broke out in the room, followed by the onslaught of commands shouted across from numerous directions. A few seconds later, silence ensued and a clear, distinct voice stood out.

(Man’s voice) ‘First.. Fi.. ona? Turn to him, and suck his cock. Boy! Lie back down on the floor.’

Fearing for my life, I laid flat for the pair of hands roaming from my belly, to the most ‘turn-off’ mood I ever had. Fingers then clamped my cock of unknown size, before starting to move up and down. Still, as a man, I couldn’t stop my body from reacting to the feminine hand pulling my foreskin back, before hot breaths signalled the start of a forced blowjob.

Fiona’s, or whoever’s, tongue did a great job behind those lightly pressed lips, circling and flicking my little head non-stop. Beyond those cheers and jeers, the frequent slight snuffs kept her teary reality check in my mind.

By the time she stopped moving and took her mouth off, I could feel my member twitching, to all of their delight. Insensitive claps and manly self-proclaimation filled the room with joy.

(Random voices) ‘Fuck him! FUCK him! FUCK HIM!’

(Man’s voice) ‘SHHHH! Pause Or do you want him to fuck you?’

The few seconds she took to answer him came too late. Her volunteer to fuck me went unheeded as his patience snapped.

(Man’s voice) ‘TOO LATE MAM! Now you can lie back and relax.’

(She cried) ‘No no no! Please! I’ll fuck him!’

Footsteps were heard coming up to us and her presence left my reach almost instantly. Instead, I was put on my knees and half-waded, half-dragged a few paces aside. My hands were slapped onto her waist before a hard kick sent my forehead into hers.

(I whispered) ‘Keep your hands between your legs. Grab my cock when it touches.’

(Man’s voice) ‘OI! What the.. ‘

I immediately ‘rammed’ my cock ‘in’ (into her hand) and started thrusting, barely balancing myself in case he decided to come over and ruin my plan. Everything was going accordingly until bright LED lights shone through my blindfold, circling us before someone shouted above the excited chatter of everyone else’s.

(Random voice) ‘FUCK! His cock isn’t even inside!’

She let off the ‘fuck’ word too loud and we were separated for God-knows-why, leaving our fates in their hands. Like some shallow-minded fuckers they were, we were merely returned to the cowgirl’s position, with her on top.

This time, someone guided my dick into her pussy as she backed onto me, officially making me an ‘accomplice’ though at the furthest end. Given how erratic Fiona’s hips were moving, I assumed she was too, guided, until she took control. Gyrating her pussy back and forth, I have to admit that I actually felt really good inside her.

For some reason, she was caught up in our pleasure-making bond and moaned too wildly for a ‘victim’. The LEDs, I supposed belonging to mobile phones, continued filming us at a 360 degree.

(Multiple voices) ‘Change position! Doggie her!’

There was less to do this time when I hastily got on my knees, sliding my cock into her pussy whose waist I maintained contact with throughout. Not wanting to pull anymore tricks in front of those watchful eyes, I went on to fuck her as hard as she begged for me to.

Midway through the hectic business of fucking that stranger, my blindfolds were removed and a partially-tattooed back greeted my recovering eyesight. For a girl who was more than proud to show her body art on Instagram, it was a giveaway to the few guesses I had.

‘I’m cumming! I’m cumming!’

Just as I was about to back away from her, a man squatted behind me with his feet wide apart, grabbing her hips as he channeled his thrusts through me. In the heat of that moment, I knew where my cum was already going. To make matter worse, she threw the most slutty grin at me before (intentionally?) squeezing her vaginal walls together.

Giving up on my life, I went berserk on that girl displaying confusing signals, and creamed her pussy for the umpteen times I imagine she already went through. At my weakest groan, everyone cheered at the same time for our ‘lust’ act. Falling on my naked ass once I finished depositing my load, she too, fell onto her chest out of sheer exhaustion.

Closeup shots of my face, deflating cock, her pussy oozing cum were shot in turns by all the cameras, before everyone, but the leader(?), left the room.

‘Take this. To prevent pregnancy. And this, both of you, to sleep.’

The sight of a pistol in his pants gave us no choice but to comply, swallowing the pills with the beer from his can. For my final (I hope) surprise, we were left alone in the run-down room. The presence of three wall-mounted cameras weren’t so much a bother after taking all the phones that captured our faces into consideration.

Waiting for the sleeping pills to take effect, things took an unexpected turn when the rush of blood through my whole body, including my dick, made me uncomfortably warm. Just as I thought she might know what was happening, she had begun rubbing her clit with her legs wide open.

(She whispered) ‘Fuck! It’s itching so much inside!’

‘Fiona? We can’t.. we can’t let them.. ‘

There was nothing much to say once she pounced on my defenseless body, complete with partially-numbed limbs, to take my cock into her mouth to make sure I was as hard as I could be. The night of ‘pussy scratching’ began with her riding me like some possessed slut till I came into her again, before I wrestled her onto the ground to hold her down, only to find my cock buried deep inside her for more sex until we went unconscious.

When I woke up the next day, she was right beside me, wide awake, fully dressed as I was, trembling with my arm in her embrace. Skipping the shitty parts of how we got back to Singapore, there was simply too much that happened between us to pretend that we didn’t know each other.

During one of our first few meet ups to ‘sync’ our versions of event, she admitted to having a fetish for being raped, and blackmailed. After all that has happened, I couldn’t judge anyone anymore for their weird sexual desires.

Also on that very day she confessed her dark secrets, a ‘flingship’ was formed when I agreed to be her partner for whenever she wanted to reminisce that night – again, and again. How could I not fulfil her pleasant request right?

I wonder what happened to those clips they took of us.

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Fucking Rounds

(Distant whispering) ‘fuck! that felt so good. lick me clean?’

Being a security guard for two years, I knew what I heard and there was nothing more to do than to chase them away. After all, the organisation had paid me enough to find my own fuck than to extort it out of some horny teens.

(I shouted) ‘Hey!’

(Whispers) ‘up up! someone is coming!’

I walked around the corner where the two youths were, guy almost fully clothed with the exception of his lowered jeans, while the girl was stark naked.

‘Get dressed and go.’

(Guy asking) ‘You won’t report us?’

‘No? I’m just trying to do my job here.’

As the girl hurriedly put on her bra, the guy pulled her to a corner and started discussing.

‘(Guy).. trust him? .. taken some photos and videos before he walked in on us. (Girl) Huh? Then how? What should we do? (Guy) ‘Give .. job? Or handjob? (Girl)Huh? Do I really have to? (Guy) Just in case he.. better safe than sorry right?’

The girl skipped wearing her panties and just threw on her strapless black dress, before coming over to me. Without saying a word, she put her hands on my groin and started massaging my cock, creating a hard on which I gladly held myself from stopping her.

‘I am not asking for this you know?’

‘I know.. I’m doing this just to assure myself.’

The button, zipper, underwear on my bottoms went down and I was getting a handjob from that 20ish-looking cutie. Standing very still to let her do her ‘job’, her boyfriend (I assumed him to be), upped the game by asking her if she could do more for the ‘unimpressed security guard’.

Her face showed nothing but discomfort when she got on her knees, and began sucking on my plump, hard cock. That boy behind her, was grinning as he placed a finger on HIS lip to silence me. Quietly, he took her panties and stuffed it into his bag, before tiptoeing down the stairs.

Wow. What an asshole!, I thought to myself. There was no need for her to continue, so I told her of her scaredy boyfriend. Not only did she not stop, she seemed more relaxed as her lips tightened around my manhood. Sliding up an down (my shaft) even faster than before, she was actually getting into the mood!

‘Okay okay. You can stop now. Really. I don’t get anything out of this.’

‘Fine!’

She jumped up on her feet but kept jerking me off, staring at my erection for the whole time. Until I held her at an arm’s length, did she stop, and went over to the window (in the wall, at the staircase) to stick her butt out at me.

‘Him aside.. can I have that inside me? I have to admit that I’m turned on by that. You’re so much bigger.’

‘What? You serious? Or crazy?’

‘How about both?’

The flip of her dress onto her ass was my last straw and I went up behind her, stuffing my cock into her pussy just as she asked. For a man in his forties, to hold a waist so thin and toned on a twenty-plus year old, was the ultimate catch. Shortly after we found our sweet footings, I got to pounding her hard and wild against the railing she held onto.

Sliding that long shaft in and out of her accommodating pussy, I thought I was too much for her small body. Apparently, from her orgasmic moans, that was what she wanted. Keeping up with the closure her vagina was gradually thrown into, she started trembling within a few minutes.

‘Are you coming?’

(She moaned) ‘HELL YEAH! THIS IS THE SHIT!’

The tightness from her first orgasm never dispersed as I went fast and slow, delaying my payload delivery for as long as I could. Enjoying the cutie I was fucking when I was supposed to be doing my rounds, the sight of her fine body was too much for any humanly males to bear.

After ten minutes of mindless, wild sex, my stamina was hitting the roadblock, surprisingly later than I had expected. The climax I was containing was near its breaking point and I had no choice but to alert her.

(She moaned) ‘Cum inside me! I’m on the pill. I’d rather you cum inside me once than ten times from that small prick of his.. please.. ‘

Hearing the keyword ‘pill’, I let go of my worldly attachments and humped the breath out of her, pillaging my stairwell encounter for whatever she was worth.

Within a minute or two of hi-speed, painful-sounding, violent ass-banging, I plunged the deepest stroke into her and injected my raw, man-made protein dose into her slippery gap.

Her knees gave way seconds later, sending her crumbling to the ground while my dick, still squinting the last bits, splattered over her back. In her sorry state, she managed to turn around and take my cock into her mouth, sucking it clean of any remanents.

(She breathed hard) ‘Gosh.. you really owned me.. ‘

‘Let’s get you dressed and out of here. You can rest at the lounge next to the pool.’

As if she had ‘earned’ a reason to be here, I let her go for a swim (naked) in the out-of-bounds-after-ten pool, until I finished the round that ended at that very pool.

That night, we went for a few rounds, some intense, some discreet, at various locations like the gym, activity hall, but the most exciting one would be the main gantry. Just imagine having her sucking/ stroking my dick as I keep my eyes on the gates.

Don’t I love this security job?

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Coming Away

‘Elise, wait. Stop for a moment. Pause You know that everything we do from now, will be closer to wrong, and further from right, right?’

(She whispered) ‘Yes.’

‘And do you feel guilty?’

‘Yes.. Pause guilty for making someone who likes me give me up to someone who has to hurt me once too many he knew how to care for me.’

‘What? What does that even.. ‘

‘Shhh.. ‘

Her index finger on my lips silenced me right there and then, giving me no chance to nudge her sense of righteousness in the right path. Getting her message loud and clear, I understood her desire to thank me for all I have done, albeit in a slightly special way.

Sliding her hands sensually down to my hips, the wide table I sat on provided space for me to lean back as she undid my jeans, in slow, but unwavering steps.

First, a squeeze on the buckle of my belt. Second, a pinch to unbutton my jeans. And lastly, a tug of my zipper than sent the most unnerving clicks up my spine.

I couldn’t believe how lucky, or saddening, it was for her to do this for me, since it also marked our final days to throw around suggestive remarks.

(She asked) ‘Would you like to undo my skirt? The zip is at the side.’

The maroon flare skirt didn’t spend a second longer on her waist the moment I found the metal zip, hitting the ground gently to flash her light pink panties at me.

(She said) ‘And I’ll get that.’

A cute little wriggle brought those panties around her feet and onto the table, where my legs remained slightly ajar with no clue to how she wanted to continue.

‘Shall we move to that chair? It looks more comfortable.’

‘Sure.. ‘

I couldn’t strike up a conversation beyond those thoughts of losing her, to a guy I knew I could easily beat – in terms of care, concern and love.

After taking a seat on the low wooden chair from Ikea, she placed my feet together and climbed onto my lap near the knees, leaving a small distance between our gentials.

When she held my cock in her hand in this position, I placed a thumb over her clit and began rubbing slowly, no matter how fast she pumped my cock so I could savour this final moment of joy.

As much as I would like to say that I’m all fired up, hard and eager, what came over me was quite the opposite. A sense of pity, sorrow, yearning, didn’t let me feel to much at my nether region. I just wanted this to last as long as it could tonight.

(She whispered) ‘Umm.. are you ready?’

‘I always am – for you.’

‘Its.. kinda huge though. I’m.. ‘

The coldness I felt on her hand was certainly not from the aircon we had chilling the place at full blast, but the ongoing shiver of her shoulders told me of something else.

(I had to ask) ‘Are you worried?’

‘No. Let’s do this.’

Her bum slid down my slanted thighs to my now-twitching member, primed and conveniently pointed at her pussy that was descending over it. Just as the tip poked into her vagina, she grabbed my shoulders really hard as if reciprocating the pain she felt. I watched her bite her lips as she breathed deeper and faster, all the while taking more of me inside.

(She whispered) ‘fuck.. I don’t think I can move.. ‘

‘Can I?’

‘Will you be gentle?’

‘Maybe?’

She let a side smile escape before a gasp interrupted, just as I wrapped my arms around her back to hold her closer. To ease whatever she was going through, I could only come up with a change of position, which really weakened her when I stood up – pushing my cock further inside her pussy.

‘NGHHH!’

Her teeth sank into my shoulder from that stool to the dining table closest to us, still clamped tight even though I had pulled out a little. Seeing that there was no other way to ease her tension, I thrusted once into her and that got her gasping for more air.

Those slim legs of her automatically went around my back and jerked me right into her again, igniting the piston of pleasure for her sexual engines. Ignoring the occasional queefs, her expression changed from a glowing blush to one with a demonic grin, squeezing her pelvic muscles to ‘anger’ me.

Torn between more sex and the tempting orgasmic end, I couldn’t make up my mind in that tight, then relaxed, vagina of hers. Unsure of when, she gave up ‘torturing’ me and remained tight, a move I thought it was intentional until she backed an inch from me.

‘Shit! Arghh! I’m coming before you?!’

(I groaned loudly) ‘NO! I CAN’T.. ANYMORE! I’M CUMMING!’

I tilted myself back and leaned into her stomach where she caught my erection seamlessly, holding it at a fixed grip so I could keep thrusting, while I slipped two fingers into her pussy to finish her off as well.

Ten short seconds later, my sticky load sprayed across her chest with most of it gathering at her belly button, at the same time I felt my fingers getting crushed by her climaxing cunt. Using my last bit of energy, I rammed my hand (with fingers inside her) violently to trigger a squirting effect into the air by my hips, knocking her out onto the table where I barely had time to catch her.

Just like how instantaneous my ejaculation was, she regained consciousness within a few seconds and jumped right up, before collapsing into my chest exhausted.

(As she panted) ‘That is. the most. crazy shit I’ve ever. done.’

I held her for as long as she needed to recover her strength, and put our clothes back on, except that she went pantyless so she could leave me a parting gift.

At the backdoor where we left, she opened her arms for a hug we have always spoke about but never did, whispering something into my ears for the last(?) time.

(She whispered) ‘Wash them and I’ll change it with my worn one when I see you again. Sad to say, I’m just getting started with you.’

Over the two weeks she went silent, I learnt of her break up and met up with her soon, doing what we shouldn’t do that resulted in her desire for my cock – before my heart.

Perhaps it wasn’t just that she was after. Perhaps it’s just me, on the whole.

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Last Night’s Dinner

(Kylie asking) ‘Do you want to grab dinner together?’

‘Yeah sure. What do you want to eat?’

‘Hmm.. I was thinking we could come back here after we get some food. There’s nowhere as quiet as here.’

Not expecting her to want to come back to the bar after one of the busiest nights, it was not too bad a plan to eat something here. Besides, none of us were in the mood for anywhere else and it seemed only convenient for us to eat here. After all, WE were the one working our asses off with a shortage of manpower.

As soon as she was done sweeping the floor, I placed my ‘order’ of Korean fried chicken in original flavour and she left to get our food. The 22-year-old university student became one of our best despite joining us without any F&B experience. Her usual outfit of short shorts and crop spag top made her a common eye candy amongst our male customers, though she had yet to honour any of the many ‘dates’ she was asked out on.

‘WOOHOO! Are you ready to eat?!’

‘Haha. Still got so much energy huh? Let’s eat.’

We poured ourselves a pint of draft each and ate up quickly, refilling more glasses before we realised how drunk we got. Seated at our unofficial ‘staff’ corner, it was the most comfortable seat we told no one so we would always have a clean area to eat, but that spot wasn’t exclusive for us.

Getting a shock when her head suddenly fell on my shoulder, my eyes were treated to the deep valley of her B cups, glowing with fairness and softness from how both her arms unconsciously ‘pushed’ them together.

(She spoke drunkenly) ‘Why are guys all so superficial? Going for boobs and looks and not.. Me?’

‘Uh. Who as you to try them all?’

‘HAHA! Fucker! Don’t you ever stop coming up with such witty response?’

‘I will! One day.. ‘

She brought her half-full glass to her mouth as I did to mine and we drank all of it as fast as we could, which she failed spectacularly when she couldn’t contain what she thought was ‘little’ in her mouth and spilled all over her grey top.

‘ARGH fuck! Help me take it off! It’s reaching my shorts!’

A quick twist of her body away from me allowed me to pull her spaghetti top off, revealing her strapless bra underneath. Without thinking sanely, she unbuckled her bra as well and flung it across the table, away from the messy table.

‘Wow.’

‘Wow your ass! Finish your cup!’

She playfully lifted the bottom of my glass and poured at least half of what I couldn’t finish fast enough, over my shirt. The ‘helpful’ her took my shirt off and swiftly straddled over my lap, pasting her chest on mine.

‘You do have quite a hot body don’t you?’

‘What! This belly is hot?’

‘Yeah! To me at least.’

We barely spent a minute in the awkward position before she slammed her face on my lips, luring my tongue out with hers to make out sloppily. Unsure of how far she was planning to take this, I dare not move until she slid her ass away.

Wriggling herself into the tiny space between the table and I, her nimble fingers got around to undo my jeans as I looked at her blankly. In less than ten seconds, my dick found its way into her mouth and grew faster than I’ve ever seen.

To be engulfed in a mouth so hot, lips so soft, tongue so slippery, was nothing I could have imagined happening in MY workplace. She was just relentless in sucking me fast and deep to hear my raw groans blasting into her ears.

‘Mmmm! You’re so fucking hard aren’t you?’

‘How could I not be.. ‘

‘Wait. I’m not talking to you.’

‘Argh you little bitch!’

She grinned at me naughtily and picked herself up from under, stepping onto the lounge seat to position her groin in my face. My immediate reaction to strip her bottoms off met no resistance and my mouth was on her pussy before I knew how, facing a wet, wet adversary who was grinding my nose.

Her clit was taken care by her free hand, while I ate her out as soberly as I could. Just as I got started, she figured she had enough and sat back down on my lap, ‘devouring’ my dick as she shifted her pussy towards my hips.

‘OH FUCK YES! A cock of a mature man!’

‘Haven’t you done anyone my age?’

‘Hey! What do you mean? I haven’t fucked anyone besides my three exes. So you have no say in this.’

She wrapped her arms around my neck and lifted her ass up, swinging it towards my cock to fuck me repeatedly. I didn’t let her do all the work and rammed her upwards whenever she slowed down, or wanted to say something. There was simply no need for words to interrupt such raw, hot, casual sex.

‘Oh fuck.. Oh fuck! Can you feel me getting tighter? Yes? No?’

‘Yessss.. It’s.. I can’t.. I can’t!’

‘Heh. Fuck you!’

By then, I was slouching on the couch when she picked up her pace at grinding me, ‘swallowing’ and ‘unreleasing’ my cock in a front-back motion, my muscles around my thighs cramped at an increasing intensity.

‘Hey hey! I’m going to shoot inside you if you don’t stop! STOP!’

‘Bleagh!’

At that moment, I knew there was no turning back when cum escaped the tip of my cock into her, pumping life into her waiting embryo that was still too early (age wise) to be fertilised. The hyped up crazy woman was still fucking me when the last drops squirted with however little strength left, rendering me completely weak in her ‘grip’.

The overworked girl collapsed in my arms right after, pussy still holding my deflating member with that slight suction. I gathered the rest of my energy and laid her on the leather seat, wearing my own clothes first before dressing her up like a doll.

That night, the ‘short nap’ I wanted to take brought me to the next day, only waking up because of the noises she made while cleaning our last-night’s dinner up.

(Explaining as she brought me my iced coffee) ‘Coffee. Three shots two pumps.’

‘Thanks.’

We tidied up our corner and left the place together, ready to catch more sleep on the Monday that the place is closed.

‘Goodnight Kylie. Let me get my rest before you try anything k?’

‘Speak for yourself.’

In my arms, she fell asleep – at her place (nearer to work).