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Spectacle

(Maeve WhatsApp message) ‘J, I couldn’t think of a better, or worse time to send you this, but I wanted our distance to help you protect me from what you may feel upon seeing the video. I know that you have once told me about your fetish for other men to ‘have’ me, and I, more often than not, mentioned that I had such fantasies too.

I don’t know if you meant it, but I didn’t want to do anything without you around. I want to confess that I missed you more than usual during this two weeks that we were apart, and I did something that I hope won’t make you angry.

I want to make sure that I had something, like this long message, to explain myself before you have second thoughts about me. Please know that I love you very much, more than you love me.

I went online to look for some army boys, NSFs to be exact, and three of them caught my attention.

One of them booked a room at Ritz Carlton and I went to meet them in the black, long-sleeved, low-cut top that you bought me. Underneath that, I wore that set of white lingerie, which they have torn even before we got started.

To be honest, when I stood in the midst of them, I was frightened, that you might find me too dirty to ever lay your hands on me again, or simply not want me altogether. Before my thoughts wander any further, they started to touch me, taking pieces of my clothes off one at a time. When they got me down to my panties, they brought me to the bed and two of them laid at my sides, while the third stayed above my head.

He was in charge of holding my arms up while his buddies removed the last of my dignity, and he did not let go when they began slipping their fingers into where they didn’t belong. I tried to struggle a bit to make things ‘difficult’ for them, but soon realised that they were indeed stronger than they looked.

They went on to suck my nipples until they were both hard and sore, essentially becoming so sensitive that even a breath of warm air over it would hurt. They then pried my legs opened and clamped each knee between their legs, using such little effort that sent shivers down my spine. I couldn’t tell just how strong they were.

I went on to spend the next thirty, or sixty, or even ninty minutes in a daze, climaxing non-stop from their continuous teasing and fingering. I did tell them that I didn’t like having fingers inside me, but they wouldn’t listen.

Whenever one of them got tired, they would switch places with the guy holding my arms, and resume their purposeful work to keep me coming.

By the time they were all bored, I was too weak to move, and therefore requiring even less strength to restrain. The first of them took me in missionary and another guy just did the doggystyle form over my head to kind-of force his dick into my mouth.

I was afraid to disappoint or hurt him so I sucked him off as his buddy had sex with me. Somehow, they didn’t obey my instruction to use condoms and did me raw, with the first shot going deep into my mouth before another shot entered my pussy.

I had barely composed myself when the third guy flipped me into doggystyle, swiftly piercing his cock into me and rammed me so violently. I came once in this position and he came shortly after, over-filling my already-sore hole.

After a few short minutes, the first two guys were back at it but they switched positions this time. Still, none of them could last as long as you and came into my mouth and pussy again.

I went down on the third guy on my own and made him cum so hard his legs turned wobbly, and the night came to an end – more or less.

After they left, I thought about you and touched myself. I came about three times, but was too exhausted to continue. So I went on Whisper and found someone, who came over, fucked me, came inside me, and left. I didn’t even noticed the S$300 he placed on the dress until the next morning.

Will you blame me for finding other guys? Will you still want me? Will you love me less? The video I attached, was taken by one of the three guys. That was the one important thing they didn’t forget. And I think they did a good job on it too.

What do you think?’

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Keeping Scores

(Maeve whimpering) ‘gosh.. you’re so hard.. ‘

(As I moaned) ‘How.. how can I not be.. after you.. after.. ahhh ahhh ahhh.. ‘

There was no way I was able to finish my sentence the moment she sped up, shoving her face harder into my groin and driving me as far down her throat as I could take. It has been so long since I saw this side of her, and it didn’t take me long to recall how formidable she could be.

(I moaned harder) ‘Fuuuaaaa.. I’m cumming love! Cu.. minggggg.. ‘

In a split second, my cum was shooting out like fireworks, though only she would know how it really went into her mouth. Once she had vacuumed me dry, that cheeky grin on her face was a sure reminder, of how satisfied she was with my ‘performance’.

(Maeve exclaimed) ‘Ok! Ready to go?’

Lagging behind her from my recent orgasm, we made our way to Downtown East where a chalet has been booked, for a small gathering among her closest, once-clubbing friends. Since we were the ones who booked the room, there was no one there when we arrived, giving Maeve ample time to pull my shorts down again, and let me have control this time.

I stood at the bottom of the stairs while she sat a few steps higher, neck bent at an angle I could thurst to my heart’s content. With complete privacy (locked doors), I loosely held her head as I stuck my dick down her throat over and over again, until she wrapped her fingers around to ‘end’ my fun.

In mere seconds (of using her hands), I was blowing my second load of the day, sprouting straight into her continuously swallowing throat. By the time I was done, she had nothing else in her mouth too, except for perhaps my lips.

(Maeve whispered) ‘Wow. That pill really worked huh?’

‘Not all the time though.’

A few hours into the beers, vodka and wine, each of the couples (including us) took turns in the bedroom, main excuse being ‘nap’ while no one second-guessed what really went on behind the closed doors. After all, a couple of the ladies were simply too loud to miss.

When it was Maeve and my turn, we went straight for the main course, bending her over the bed while I sent my dick right into her pussy. Thinking it was fun to let her be ‘heard’, I rammed her as hard as I could, making her wail and groan beyond her own control. Somehow, I suspected she knew of my intentions too as she got unbelievably tighter, to the point I had to take a few breaks.

Halfway through our violent banging, similar noises came from the bedroom across, and downstairs, signalling the start of the ‘race’. Slamming our hips together until I came, we had plenty of time for more but both of us wanted to see what was going on everywhere else, and that same thought ran across everyone’s minds too.

(Random guy shouted) ‘So.. the sofa?’

One by one, the guys, followed by their girls behind them, moved towards the sofa and each couple generally took up a doggy stance, for the guys to fuck from behind.

For disclaimer, there was no swapping of any kind, but the way the girls moaned and supported each other, while ‘boosting’ their men’s ego by exclaiming how big their (respective) dicks were, that was some unexpected teamwork there.

In time, all of us finished and we mostly stayed in the nude, minus the girls who received a creampie. They had to wear panties to keep from dripping. We, the guys, had beers and cheers, and the girls, they had a corner to discuss what just happened, and for some reason, also some scores to tabulate too.

It is good to feel comfortable in one’s skin every once in a while.

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Fingered-Tips

(I pleaded) ‘Hey hey.. you’re not allowed to do this.. moaning haaa.. haaa.. heyyyy.. ‘

(Maeved asked) ‘And then? Am I doing it right so far?’

‘Then you flatten your palm.. like that.. then put it over the tip.. yupp.. and just go in circles.’

Within seconds, I was plunged into a sub-conscious state, mind too blank to focus on anything at all. I also lost all abilities to make any coherent speech, since I couldn’t decide if I should be expressing agony, or ask for mercy.

By the second minute, my dick head was completely covered in pre-cum, caused by the non-stop, over-stimulation that my body didn’t know how to otherwise handle. To her, it was definitely a convenient source of lubrication.

‘Wrap one hand at the base.. yupp.. like that.. then do the same with your other hand but stacked on top. Next, you make a twisting.. yeah! Look at him.’

This time, my hips went berserk thrashing around as I was overwhelming with hyperactivity, caused by an all-round attack on the trigger points for climax. But because it wasn’t the usual up-down motion, it was just pointless stimulation that my body once again, had no idea how to react to.

‘Next, you use only your fingertips.. no no.. like.. like you are eating nasi lemak with your hand.. yupp.. thumb below. Try both hands? And then just move up and down. Make an upward-pushing motion. This will help get more blood into the top, making him bigger.’

True enough, I did get bigger, to the point I could see how tight (and shiny) my little head was. And to be honest, it was quite relaxing, since that two stunts she pulled earlier. It took me little time to fall back into a relaxed mood, feeling as though I was melting into the sheets.

Like how good things don’t last, I was sobered when she removed her hands, for her next scene.

‘Face your palm outwards, grab his cock like normal, and twist your wrist when you move up. Exactly like cleaning a pipe. Squeeze harder? See?’

Now that, was an unexpected sensation that encompassed decent stimulation in all the sensitive spots along my shaft, and that twisting motion simply gave me (a little) time to recover before she moved downwards with a looser grip. Couple that with her constant gaze at my eyes for every signs of pleasure and displeasure I might feel, it was as ‘fun’ for her as it was ‘intimate’ for me.

After another three reps of all those finger-styles above, we were finally allowed some privacy in the room. In my defense, I was mentally and physically already too drained, to last any longer than three minutes of being in the comforts of her pussy.

Not that she was complaining, but I should well be the one when she decided to ‘just suck’ me for the remainder of the time we had – which was just enough for me to recharge for another, vengeful round in payback for what she had put me through.

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Nightly Duty

(Maeve murmured) ‘Hey love.. You’re finally home. Come here..’

Fully aware of my obligation to her, I took my boxers off again and crawled up to her. Turning her body sideway towards me, I leaned my groin closer to her face until she felt my cock against her lips, where she then opened up for me.

Getting into some sort of a push up position, I slid my cock in and out of her mouth until a grin appeared on her face, signalling my readiness for more.

I then returned her to the upright sleeping position, went between her legs, and held them as wide as I would like to see her in. After that, it was all about executing my second nature, to tuck my thick cock into her waiting pussy.

Since she was in a semi-asleep mood, I kept my back straight as I jerked my hips back and forth, thrusting her favourite part of me deeply into her. That little dryness, coupled with the non-slip nature of saliva, created an abrasive but non-painful sensation. It stacked right on top of the usual pleasure that we common share, and in its mysterious ways, amplified the stimulation we seldom come across.

Slamming our hips together under that kind of influence quickly pushed us over the edge, with her achieving climax sooner than she expected. As for me, it kept me edging till I was certain she had her orgasm, before I upped my game by overpowering her with wild, rapid thrusts that slurred her moans.

In time, I came and spilled my load into her favourite space – that is inside of her. As many ways as we would find to reach that same objective (of climaxing), it exhausted us to an irrecoverable state everytime, that only a good night of sleep can help bring back.

Goodnight love. I’ll always cum inside you whenever possible, or your mouth if you prefer. Though we should do the latter more often, because I really miss your lips and tongue doing their thing.

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Quiet as (we) Fuck

While there were mornings where Maeve ‘helped’ herself to me, that particular day began slightly later, when the sun was already shining brightly into our room. By the time I really sobered up, my boxers were long gone, and cock overly-lubricated by the coconut oil we kept by the bed.

(I muttered sleepily) ‘Good morning love. Working from home today?’

(Maeve answered) ‘Yeah. There’s a team conference happening in a few minutes k? So don’t make any unnecessary noise.’

Fully aware of her responsibilities for this job, I just fiddled with my phone while she casually fondled with my dick, until it was too hard to ignore. Following that (un)intended growth, Maeve then climbed over my legs and slipped my cock right into her pussy, at the same time when the familiar Skype tone rang.

Within seconds, she had answered it, and was chatting amongst her colleages while making small, short bounces on my cock. It couldn’t be helped that I got even bigger from how ‘naughty’ the whole situation was, and she was reaping all its reward.

As the clock counted down the ten-minute grace to join the call, which also counted for attendance, Maeve started riding me harder, going as fast as she could keep silent.

Beating the obvious distractions from a cock repeatedly piercing into her tight, morning vagina, she managed to keep a straight voice most of the time, minus the occasional seconds here and there she would mute – to fuck our brains out.

By the eighth-minute, she was on her fours pounding her ass over my groin, jamming that verticle shaft up her pussy as far as it went. And no more than a minute later, it was my own two hands all over my mouth, containing my muffled groans as I squirted deep into her.

Without any time for clean-up, I just stayed quietly inside her while I resumed the game on my mobile. By the time they took their first (digital) break, I had regained my vigour, with a little help of course. Embarking on round 2, we went straight to doggystyle and held nothing in as I hammered her senses to a blur, spraying another load right before people started dialing in again.

Still short of time to clean herself up proper, I left a towel under her to soak up everything she couldn’t keep, and went about my day.