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Bondage Night

Following the instructions of the SMS, I arrived at the Value Hotel along Thomson Road, after the bend into Balestier Road. Apart from the few backpacking tourists going in and out of the building, there was no sign of anyone expecting me, save for the Caucasian reading The Straits Times at the lobby.

Guy: ‘Sir, do you need any help?’

Me: ‘No thanks.’

The porter couldn’t come at a better time to disrupt my thoughts. The unknown number implied she was my ex-girlfriend, Peiling, whom I had not made contact with for over a year. Her voice sounded like her, but not the SMSes’ tone and style, which I still had my guard against. What would she want with me? To settle the few hundred dollars we spent while together? There were too many questions to be answered, but nonetheless, I couldn’t let the girl whom I had once loved get hurt again. As I remembered, she had a boyfriend but maintained most of the same style, in clothes, hairstyle. Her figure was under the ‘average’ category, shoulder-length hair with a 26 inches waist, or I guessed.

Unknown Number (SMS): ’12-25′

Knowing exactly what it meant, I made my way up to the room. A man in suit with a tag ‘Manager’ walked towards me in the opposite direction and handed me a card key, presumably to the door before me. He smiled and continued walking down the rooms and into the lift. Why would she go through so much trouble? The door opened smoothly and on the floor, an envelope greeted me.

Dear past, enjoy.

On the bed was the most unbelievable sight that I couldn’t even imagined. One that would harden even the most discipline dick, melting your heart at the same time, considering the love we once shared and what we had been through together. Once, this girl fell in love with me, and did her best to satisfy my every need you had. Then, circumstances forced us apart, filling me with pain, disappointment and even regret. Surely, I would have thought that whatever she failed to do in bed, no longer matters now, since I had moved too far on. But this made reconsider that she was having a better life.

Are you someone who would untie her and give her a loving hug? Or make use of the blindfolded, helpless little girl whom you think deserved all these?

Peiling was lying on the bed, motionless, but blindfolded and had her limbs bounded to each leg of the fine Italian woodwork. On the sheets lay another note, inviting you to stay overnight and enjoy the various room services planned at different hours through the night. This is the part where bringing a camera wherever you go benefited, how could such a delicacy be missed on screen?

A few snapshots of her in a silky translucent black bra, and white thongs with a damp patch in the middle of it. This ex of mine didn’t have much experience in bed since I was her first. Our sexual life was what most conservative couples would describe – everything but sex. She didn’t do well in any particular area, and was unwilling to try, but that wasn’t why we separated. However, this image was unforgettable, cause whoever did this to her, finally broke into her mind and destroyed her.

I woke her up with the release of her strapless bra and unzipping the panties from the side. She said nothing despite not being gagged, but breathed hot air as she remained turned on. My teeth went to nibble on her brown tips, making her body twitch in pleasure. Seems like this is a good way to start my night of fun. My fingers arriving south however was obstructed by her closing legs. With the ropes keeping them apart, there was no way she would fully close them, but I was stopped in my tracks as well. Then, a bondage device below the headboard, caught my eyes.

The pole with two Velcro bands at the end was quite straightforward in its purpose. I hastily tightened the ends at her knees and kept her legs apart while I began work, rubbing on her clit in an up-down flicking and pinching motion, which I remembered she enjoyed plenty.

After she cummed with a strong shiver through her body, her moans got louder and I pushed my finger deep into her without resistance. The defloration by her guy definitely laid the path for my enjoyment. After a good ten minutes streaming her juices down my fingers, my body which had been close to her face, gave off the same familiar scent which turned her on in an unspeakable way. Moving on, I lifted the pole which held her legs, up to her chest. The obscene position turned me on even more and my hormones could just burst out of my body any time. Her shaved pussy was wet and giving off a fragrance no man could resist NOT dipping their manhood into. I made my way between her slit, indulging in the intimate caress of her soft vaginal walls, coated with a woman’s slippery gel. The sex got violent with each passing minute as I thrust my hips against her, dipping into her pipe of sweet sauce.

This position could wear guys out quickly, only human to get tired, my energy thinned out as well. Getting Peiling to sit up, I went behind her and lifted her up before placing her down in a doggy position. Since there was no way for her legs to close, I rammed into her pussy mercilessly and drove the spirits out of her. I simply couldn’t stand the sight of her collapsing head first from the pleasure. Throughout the whole night, no words were exchanged. Only moans and groans. The intensity of our sex could burn through the sheets, we were covered in perspiration and her drooling was making workout feel animalistic. Within ten minutes, my present to Peiling was cumming.

My paced increased exponentially and she grabbed the pillow even tighter as her soft docile pussy tried to handle my enraged penis. Three thrusts followed through and the soothing hot cream escaped into her, topping her up to the brim. Her body slumped onto the bed exhausted and so was I. Taking a rest on her stomach, I freed her legs and wondered.. Did she know who just fucked her?

*Ding Dong*

Room service arrived and left the trolley of food at the door. I quietly rolled it in and found a baby bottle filled with a coloured solution. Along with it was a piping hot plate of Cajun chicken. I handed the bottle to Peiling and ate up the dinner hungrily. She was sucking on the bottle in such a degrading way, pity came over me and the thought of stopping came into mind. Emptying the bottle, I led her to the edge of the bed, which she got onto and stopped between my legs. The ice cream I had didn’t just contained vanilla, my dick said ‘Viagra’. It was standing in full attention, likened the first load to appetizer. It was time for HER dinner. You should see the mess I left the trolley in, there was no time to waste.

Her mouth gracefully sealed over my dick head and pressed her lips lightly together before gliding her tongue underneath my shaft. Her head started to bob up and down on me, with a well-trained absence of gag reflex. The suction was maintained at an unwavering pressure, speed occasionally changing to accommodate the random counts of deep throats, and wetness, warmth accumulated in abundance in her cute innocent looking mouth. With her rhythmic sucking, I served the warm liquid into her mouth with more squirts than what I gave to her pussy.

After the licking my pee hole clean of cum, she let the sperms flow out onto her hand before slurping it up again in the same hungry manner I finished the chicken. Strict instructions were given not to wash herself in any case. That was just the prelude to the few hours of non-stop fucking we’ve had. With her on top, below me, by the sides, taking it in both her ass hole and vagina, she was filled up with whatever I could offer. Either that or the whip cream and various dishes of fruit purée melt on her body with her heat.

By sunrise, a SMS was waiting to be read and I gave my well-spent ex a kiss before leaving the room. I had checked out and had my camera filled with pictures. Surprisingly, an email tagged ‘Important’ appeared within hours and pointed me to the high definition videos captured. For my viewing pleasure huh? Would anyone even believe what I’ve been through?

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Public Awareness

Gary was a new groom, but his hot 23 years old wife wasn’t close enough, in terms of moaning and turning him on, round after round of sex. After all, they had been dating for about five years, and lost it to each other during their fifth date. I guess even the wildest sex could get boring with the same woman. He wasn’t even sure if he loved her, but she can well satisfy his needs whenever he wanted. Though he was always looking at Craigslist’s personal section for out calls, he didn’t dare to try any of them since he always approached his hot wife whenever he felt like it, to relieve his urges.

Not long ago, she had to go overseas with her boss for a sponsored trip to Paris. The client was very generous to have invited them over to his mansion for a stay, but Gary couldn’t give a hoot about it. He was horny, and needed help to release. So, he hit on the ‘Enter’ key after typing in the URL to Craigslist. Moving his mouse swiftly, he opened about five tabs on his browser, looking closely at the poorly taken self-portrait.

Finally, he decided on one and made the call.

Gary: ‘Hello? Is this Sharon?’

Girl: ‘Yes. Free today?’

Gary: ‘Looking for some help. What’s your rate?’

Sharon: ‘300, unlimited, 2 hours.’

Gary: ‘I’ll pick you up at your place.’

Sharon: ‘Just meet me at Lavender 81.’

He took his car keys and drove to the hotel, excited to rendezvous with the lady as seen on his laptop. She was seductively dressed, presumably for work, but he wasted no time checking in and making his way to their room. Her freshly showered scent was overpowering, but Gary didn’t care if she had one or ten customers before him, he needed to unload. Her tight dress didn’t make his hard on any more comfortable, and he could even make out her lacy underwear beneath. Being a sucker for SYTs, the 20 years old was way better than his wife, though just three years difference.

The door closed behind them and he carried her onto the bed, pouncing on her like a hungry wolf. Sharon had seen all sort of guys in her job, a few even started ripping her panties off even before the doors closed, this was one of the fiercer ones. She calmed him down with a bit of frenching, and slowly undid his buttons, of both his pants and shirt. Luckily, this customer of hers still had some shape, which would probably help when she got on top. The foreplay didn’t last too long before Gary asked to shower before start.

She took the few minutes to remove her clothes and tucked herself like a little princess happy to be in her own queen sized bed. He was done quickly and the sight of this petite little whore became too much for him. He crawled under the blanket and feasted on her tiny pussy, with sweet fragrance and nothing else. Her body was trained to get wet slowly so these guys would overshoot the time and paid her extra. The ten minute long cunnilingus finally got her wet enough and him hard for too long.

She then reduced some of her guilt of ‘the receiving side’ by giving him a blowjob, with his knees on the bed. Her throat received the pounding with no effort, possibly used to the violent abuse of desperate men. Her lipwork started barely five minutes and he could feel his shaft getting hypersensitive. He had no time to stop her mind-blowing mouth when he blew his first load between her bright red lips. Sharon then professionally cleaned him and herself up and lay on the bed texting while he took a few minutes to recover.

Gary positioned himself between her legs and she handed a familiar wrapper to him. He took it and simply placed it by his side.

Gary: ‘Can I not use the rubber? I’m disease-free.’

He wanted to know if he can say no before deciding. Since the only partner he ever had sex with was his wife, he hasn’t used a condom more than five times in his life. On the other hand, Sharon wasn’t surprise at his question, as many had requested it before. Although she hasn’t seen a dick quite as large as his, she wouldn’t mind trying it with or without protection.

Sharon: ‘Fine. I’m warning you first. You’re clean right?’

He hastily nodded and pierced his saliva-precum coated dick into her unexpecting pussy. Trailing waves of pleasure through her body, represented by the moans and squirms. Her sweet voice was producing sounds like an angel being teased in the heavens. Her tightness was just right for Gary’s dick, wide girth textured with veins, fired with piston-like force and strength into her, doing total justice for the whole of male dominance. Although her body’s lubrication made the whole session juicy and smooth, his depth of penetration was still unfelt before.

Sharon’s body was almost over the edge when he groaned, hinting that he was about to cum. Her daily dose of contraceptive pills were mandatory for girls in her line of work, providing the second level of protection in case any men forced themselves on the girls unprotected. There wasn’t much to worry about. She received the first of his load with ease and held it inside her until she realised his dick was pumping a lot more. You guys should have seen how much he saved. It was like a new tube of toothpaste, being emptied and wasted in seconds. Those thick white pulp of cum being forced back out of her tight pussy failing, to contain it all. The warmth in her was quite a comfortable relief despite the overflow.

He paid S$400 for the overtime and left after she did. The two powerful ejaculation made his genital a little sore as he relieved himself, or so he thought.

The next few days, Gary felt an unbearable pain when he urinated or jerked off, which he simply too medicine for. Which after a few more days, subsided with no side effects. His wife was back by then and their intense fuck sessions resumed, releasing the monster in him over and over again, still thinking about Sharon’s body and voice. Little did he know, that he had contracted HPV that resulted in the wart-occurrence the first few days, and had no symptoms following. While his condition stabilized, he had given his wife a dose of the virus, resulting in a cervical cancer, rendering her infertile for life.

Sure, he was safe, until three years later, a cancerous cell was found on his penis and had to be castrated for prevention of spread. Once healthy and horny, now, weak and deprived. Sharon carried an STD, but she was responsible enough to provide a condom. Till the moment the guy decides his stand.

Responsibility meets Irresponsibility. Which side are you on?

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Stockings

Me (on phone): ‘Rina, are you here yet?’
Rina (on phone): ‘Give me five more minutes. Am on the cab now.’

Like she said, a cab pulled up beside the hotel and she climbed out of it in a boyfriend tee with shorts. To make herself seem more demure, a pair of flats completed her girl-next-door look. We’ve arranged for a photoshoot, one where she would pose in different stockings for a guy she wanted to pamper. That guy is one helluva lucky.

We checked into one of the 81s along Balestier specifically asking for a room with a window for the lightings’ sake. It wasn’t that awkward, since do look like a couple with raging hormones for a start of a day. The staff probably wouldn’t notice the gigantic camera bag I’m lugging on my shoulders.

The room wasn’t too bad, brightly lit by natural light, table and TV well positioned out of the bed’s way. While she went to the toilet to wash up, I removed the items on the table in case we’d need the mirror. As she was done, I placed my loaned D300 lightly on the table and walked over to her, standing closely while unbuttoning her shirt.

Rina: ‘Ehh?’

There was no resistance, but she was taken aback I guessed. I gave her a grin as I peeled her clothes away.

Me: ‘Helping my model change.’

She was soon in her bra and panties, seated beside me as I rummage through her bagful of clothes and stockings. As planned for the first attire, she would be in an oversized-tee just long enough to cover her butt. Since it was long enough, she didn’t bother to wear anything under either.

With the constant chatting and feedback, we managed to experiment a few other ideas and shot more photos than expected. Having about one more hour of time to spare before we have to check out, we decided to finalize the shoot. Since Rina was the model and always moving around, staying still for the camera, she was pretty worn out. So she had the luxury of taking a nap on the comfy clean sheets while I browse and note down the serial numbers of the better pictures.

Rina: ‘Hey, do you want to lie down? The bed is so cold.’
Me: ‘Haha. So do I warm the bed or you?’
Rina: ‘You can warm me from top, or below, or inside out.’

To be frank, a hard on was already at play since the shoot started. She was posing panty-less, sometimes on purpose for the pictures, and nothing quite beats watching a girl strip in front of you. Rina wasn’t a girl to trifle with, she didn’t just change as though you’re invisible, in fact she would do the sexy way of removing her clothes, and slow enough for your fingers to hit the shutter button if you find an angle you like.

I joined her under the blankets and wrapping my arm around her waist, she was covered in this thin tee shirt, bra-less and panty-less, still in a fishnet stocking. Her hands reached for my impatient meat and massaged up and down. She was just a little wet, and I could feel it as the warmth gather at my upper thigh, which were between her legs.

Rina: ‘Let’s not wait any longer. Warm me up.’

I flipped over above her and sink my warm rough semen delivery tool into her, with a lot of friction that started her engines, roaring with moans. Well, just a few seconds and her little clit fountain is wet, ready for some pump action. My hips thrust hard and deep into her, releasing the starving hormones which were quite tortured in camp, having only seen guys in green or in their underwear.

After a few minutes of missionary, wait. Missionary. Soldiers on a mission. (: She turned over and raised her tiny butt up.

Rina: ‘Doggy?’
Me: ‘Yes mdm.’

Her ass was quite average, but it sure was meaty and tender. Giving it a good rebound as I forced it in, prying her tight pussy open. We went for as long as we could till I was about to cum. She had an idea which completes the whole theme for the shoot ‘Stockings’.

She took off her fishnet she was wearing, and placed it around her hand.

Rina: ‘Kneel?’

I got on my knees on the bed and she stroked me with her other hand, without the stockings. Till I was about to cum, I warned her. She managed to catch all of my cum and after arranging it nicely on the bed, we took a photo to commemorate our hard work.

Rina: ‘That’s a picture worth the stockings.’

Well, that’s about it. The last statement was about the stockings. I think she’s not going to keep it anymore. Hmm. About the photos. Let’s see.

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Merry Christmas!

It’s Christmas! And no I didn’t spend it alone. Without any date, I asked a few girls if they wanted to go out and to my delight, one replied yes. The rest either had plans, or simply don’t want to go out with me.

Joyce (another Joyce) and I planned to meet at Orchard for a walk and take pictures of the decorations. After a good one hour of walking, both of us sat at Taka and had a meal, which kind of made it worse since we already tired. So, sitting at the fountain, she started to doze off and I figured we couldn’t just sleep there with thousands worth of camera equipments.

Me: ‘Joyce, you want to go to hotel and sleep?’

Joyce: ‘Haha. Siao ah? The hotels here are not cheap you know?’

Me: ‘I know lah. Money no problem. You’ve never stayed in a local hotel before right?’

Joyce: ‘Yeah. I only can stay when I am traveling. Hmm.. You sure you got money?’

Me: ‘Yupp. Don’t worry.’

No one, not even my parents, knew I got S$20k plus from the Toto lottery I bought a couple of weeks ago.

We made our way to Mariotte and checked in, dumped our stuff on the desk and collapsed on the bed. How could a guy, alone in the room with a girl, not do anything?

Adjusting her to a comfortable position, I tucked her in and went for a shower. After preparing a rubber and a vibrator, I went under her blanket and hugged her close to me, making sure she could feel my naked hard on.

Turning her head sleazily to me, she smiled and said she was wet. I could only get harder after hearing her. My hand around her went south and teased her aroused slit, turning it into a ever-flowing tap.

Guessing she could not take it anymore, her body turned towards me and she opened her legs, going over my waist. Pushing her soaked panties to a side, I slid my hot rod into her. Doing it sideways isn’t that difficult either, my hips didn’t had to raise, just sliding it across the sheets.

As my hips gradually got consistent in the rhythm, her moans echoed through the silence. I really couldn’t last this time. Her tightening pussy took all my concentration, the worse part was she made me want to cum in her pussy badly.

With every ‘out’ motion, her little hole would suck me right in, making it unbearable within just 20 minutes of action.

Me: ‘Joyce! I can’t take it anymore. Can I shoot inside?’

There was no response, looking closely at her face, she was out cold. Yes her pussy was getting tighter every orgasm but there was no movement from her. Should I be happy?

I slowed my pace down and enjoyed her unconsciousness. After a relaxed 5 minutes, she came to and whispered.

Joyce: ‘You can shoot inside me.’

With that, I faced her upwards and got on top of her. Shoving my super charged piston into her, my hips started the engines and fired away, ramming deep and hard into her, making her scream for me to stop.

I was familiar with that term. ‘Stop stop’. She was Cummings and her cunt was getting more sensitive than anything.

Her muscles tensed and tightness beyond her control came and that sparked my piston, firing the huge warm payload into her. Her lifeless body wasn’t expressionless. There was this little smile on her face.

We slept through the night and went home happily. Hmm.. Shall we meet for new year?

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Scary Thoughts

Darren had gotten hold of a girl’s naked photos, videos of her showering and changing clothes in her own house, and her MSN address. How could he not think of getting something out of this? He knew he had the upper hand, although the videos of her wasn’t all that great, but she had a figure Darren could only imagine to own. He added her on MSN and she accepted his request immediately.

Girl: ‘Who is this?’

Darren knew exactly what to do, what not to say. After all, how could he miss a step and lose it all?

Darren: ‘This is someone who has gotten hands on some of your secrets.’
Girl: ‘Huh? What you mean? I don’t know who you are.’

He immediately took one of the photo and dragged into file sharing. She saw it and was totally shocked.

Girl: ‘How did you get this? Can please delete it?’
Darren: ‘Don’t worry girl. I won’t circulate it, but I’m not going to just delete it like that. Let’s have a chat.’
Girl: ‘Okay.’

She was prepared to take everything it needs to settle this, sitting at her computer, she wasn’t going to agitate this guy who has his hands on her indecent images.

Darren: ‘What’s your name? And how old are you?’
Girl: ‘Wan Qi. 15.’
Darren: ‘Okay. I don’t beat around the bushes, can we meet today?’
Wanqi: ‘Huh? For?’
Darren: ‘It’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it. I’ll just spread these photos to my friends. I wonder how will they blackmail you.’
Wanqi: ‘Nono. Please please. Okay. I’ll meet you. Umm.. today?’
Darren: ‘That’s my good girl. Where do you stay?’
Wanqi: ‘Can don’t say? I’ll meet you anywhere you want.’
Darren: ‘Are you negotiating with me? Quite a smart girl huh? Let’s meet at Chinatown.’
Wanqi: ‘Okay. At 3pm?’
Darren: ‘Sure. Wear your sexiest outfit and no panties.’
Wanqi: ‘HUH? Can I just wear normal clothings?’
Darren: ‘No. Do as I say.’

Right then, Darren knew he had full control. He quickly packed a camera, and his nearly expired pack of condoms his friends bought for him 2 years ago for his birthday. Definitely his lucky day. He arrived on time and saw this familiar face wearing a tube with tight wrapping skirt.

Darren: ‘Hey, Wanqi right?’
Wanqi: ‘Yeah. Where are we going now?’
Darren: ‘Let’s go for a meal at Mcdonald’s first.’

Wanqi nodded. There wasn’t much she could do, except to follow his plans. On the journey there, Darren kept resting his hand on her waist to check if she wore underwear. Of course she listened to him and not wear. Right after, both of them had a quick meal and Darren was the only one speaking, warning her about non-compliance and how it could get worse. From the start, he wasn’t going to share her with anyone.

He then held her hands and walked towards the Hotel 81 opposite Chinatown Point. As terrified as she felt, there wasn’t much she could do. Checking in was done quick and both of them were in the room, filled with terror in the little girl’s face.

Darren: ‘Take off your clothes and go for a shower. After that, just wait for me in the bed.’

Wanqi had to strip in front of his lecherous eyes and showered without closing the doors. He was quick enough to set up a camera away from her sight facing the bed and proceeded to join her in the showers. Forcing her to give him a back-rub and cleaning him up, she was in tears but could not resist at all.

Treating her worse than a maid, he showered and ordered her around to get into bed naked. Lying beside him, he took her head and placed it on her chest, trying to break her tensed emotions. But there wasn’t much he could do either. Getting a little frustrated with her slow and shy movements, he spoke in a very stern tone.

Darren: ‘I want you to open up the blanket and suck my dick. If you cannot satisfy me, don’t think about leaving this room.’

Being only 15, and terrified by the blackmail, she could not say no. Holding his prick with her small hands, she spat some saliva over his dickhead and started stroking. She was slow, but skillful. Applying the right pressure, her point would be to satisfy him enough that he wouldn’t want – sex.

In under 10 minutes, he cummed all over her hands and lost control for a while. Wanqi knew she was closer to escape as she did her job. Little did she expect that this little ‘blackmailing’ was exciting him more than usual.

Darren: ‘Use your mouth and clean me up. After that, get on top of me. Don’t tell me you still virgin.’

How could he do this to her? Wanqi had never put any guy’s dick into her mouth except for her boyfriend. It took quite a while for her to convince herself and was forced to suck his dick clean. After she cleaned him up, she closed her eyes and climbed over Darren, imagining him as her boyfriend.

Tears rolled down her cheeks as she felt him inside her. Riding Darren as how she would ride her boyfriend, it took little for her to cum, since she had a sensitive body to begin with. As she went on with the torture, Darren was slowly uncovering more about this Wanqi.

After a good 15 minutes of cowgirl, he got her to lie on her back and legs spread wide open for him to taste. Taking his first lick on a girl’s pussy, he could smell the scent of sweet body soap they used. It was just for his knowledge. After that, he positioned his dick outside her pussy and jammed in real hard and deep into her. Fucking her as though there was no tomorrow, he just rammed and rammed, looking at her pitiful little eyes. The whole thing has accelerated to rape.

Darren: ‘I’m cumming!’

He pulled his wiener out and aimed at her mouth, pushing it into her mouth, his cum burst out and filled her little throat.

Darren: ‘Swallow it.’

She did as ordered and ran into the toilet to vomit. It was simply too much for her to take. And for Darren, he thinks she just needs more practice.

They both got dressed and once out of the hotel, Darren allowed her to go home and she disappeared into a cab. That day’s activities just occupied his mind and he knew he needed more.

Darren: ‘Hello?’
Wanqi: ‘Yes?’
Darren: ‘Let’s meet on Tuesday. Same place. Same time.’

And he dropped the line.

What would she do? Or I should ask. What can she do?

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