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Webcam Hack

Note: This is a non-sexual intercourse entry. Someone had wrote a web camera application that allowed him to activate another laptop’s webcam.

Mike was bored when he decided to chat with Joey, a girl he knew on Habbo a long time ago, but did not engage in any dirty chats as she was under 16 then. Now, it had been almost two years they had each other on MSN without much conversations, so he wanted to find out how she was. The casual chat led to one thing after another, and she sent him a recent picture of herself and it really made him hard instantly. The photo showed her in a evening dress, that had a plunging neckline. Her chest was not big, but it was almost perfect in the picture. A few of her sisters were beside her and he made up his mind to get her one way or another.

They chatted late into the night, and found out her family had went to bed from their casual conversations. He sent a zip file to her, saying that it contained a few of his photos, but had secretly embedded a small script, to auto run the moment she unzipped the file and he would gain control of her webcam. As planned, she fell into the trap, and he ended the chat soon, to let her have her own time to wash up and head to bed.

Mike activated the remote camera program and it broadcast her room to his screen. Her laptop had been positioned on the side of the bed, which her high end HD webcam with a wide angle lens to capture the bathroom as well. Although he could see what she was doing, he wished he had written the code for microphone function as well.

Within moments, she stepped out of her bathroom in a small nightie that revealed her slim waist, and had a pair of panties on. Lucky for him, Joey was used to sleeping with a night light on and it was all that was needed since the webcam had an equivalent top grade sensor in it, with adjustable ISO settings.

Mike quickly removed his underwear and began stroking himself. Joey sat on the end of the bed, setting her alarm clock and then played something on her TV mounted on the wall. A pair of figure appeared and they began stripping. Mike gave himself a silly grin in front of his monitor and watched as she crawled backwards to the center of the bed, before lying on the two pillows on top of each other so she could watch the video playing. Her legs opened and her hands went between to began some rubbing motion.

Damn! Mike thought to himself as he searched for the Visual Basic software, and wrote an update to the remote camera application. He pushed the update over to her laptop, and finally, the microphone was activated after a long wait. He could not make out the sounds from the TV, but could hear the sweet voice of the girl moaning. It wasn’t loud, nor could he enhance the voices any higher.

Just then, the TV screen went off, and she removed one of the pillow, turning sideways towards her laptop. One of her legs was straightened on the bed, but the other one was bent. She reached for the drawers under the laptop table and took out a small double dildo. It had penis shaped tip on both ends, and she held the ‘snake’ to enter her pussy that was ready.

After that scene, all that Mike could hear clearly were her moans, and a loud slurping sounds with occasional popping sounds from her body. Joey went faster and faster, and Mike reacted accordingly to her pace, stroking himself to a high speed. He then began speaking to himself, saying futile words like ‘faster’, ‘oh yeah’, ‘keep going’, and etc. Joey’s voice got louder at one point in time, and she screamed out the similar words he spoke, along with stronger terms like ‘fucking hell’, ‘fucker’, ‘I’m a slut!’

Wait, what? Mike try to recall her words as she continued fucking the dildo. ‘Fucking hell yes!’ ‘Fuck me harder fucker’ ‘I’m your slut’. Deep down inside, he knew he strike something big. Joey’s hips raised and she struggled to push in another few inches of the dildo. She collapsed hard on the bed and she opened her eyes as she pulled out the dildo from inside her pussy. The length she pulled out was never ending in Mike’s wide eyes.

Suddenly, her eyes looked at her laptop and noticed something, probably the indication lights that her webcam was on. She ran to the bed, and after hearing a few quick key taps, his program cut the connection and his fun ended right there.

The gob of sticky cum had covered over his shaft and some got on his floor. He went to wash up before heading back to his computer, restarting the remote camera application on her laptop again. The room was still and quiet, with her long legs exposed under the blankets.

Mike then brought his iPad to his bed, turning on the screen sharing program so he could keep watch on her. Now, all he needed to do was to plan his next step – very carefully.

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Fling’s Work

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Nicole did not have much activities during her holiday and had been more active in an app, that allowed strangers to chat. As usual, the influx of chat requests spammed her phone and she grew very selective, ignoring those asking the standard issue questions. Among the handful that passed her selection, the number finally reduced to that one person, who had spoke to her with respect.

There was a special attraction with Chris, that even the kinky questions did not appear to be so perverse when he had to ask. The two of chatted for at least two days before he asked if she would ever meet him. Why not? Nicole had no bad feelings towards Chris and knew how he would respect her. So, in a very short discussion, they had planned to meet at a shopping mall for her safety’s sake. Nicole knew that he would probably be hinting at some form of intimate contact, but would still like to find out for herself what kind of guy he was.

They met at the designated spot and went for a meal at McDonald’s. Throughout the walk around the mall, they did not hold hands as it was quite a blur about their relationship then but it did not matter. It was after an hour while they sat on a bench in the open air garden that he popped the question.

Chris: ‘I am going to the toilet. You want to come with me?’
Nicole: ‘Umm.. okay.’

She got up and followed him, until they reached the door of the handicapped toilet. He then opened the door for her, and took a quick look around before going into it as well. The two of them did not express any awkwardness cause he had taken the initiative. Nicole backed away as Chris walked over to her, until her back was against the wall. Leaning onto her, he tilted her chin upwards and his soft lips sealed over hers, giving her lips a little motion before his tongue started to probe between, till her tongue came out to greet him.

Their kissing got wilder as their hands roamed each others’ body, feeling for all the curves and bulge under the clothes they wore. Nicole was feeling hotter by the second, totally under his control as his hands stopped on her waist over the silk slip that she had put on. As sleazy as it might look, it was a beautiful black mini dress in Chris’ eyes and he pulled it off easily over her head. Looking down on her body, she had a strapless black bra, which he unclipped easily, and a smooth, bare bottom.

Chris: ‘Someone is naughty huh?’

Nicole gave him a shrug and he led her by her hand to the toilet bowl.

Chris: ‘Come. Sit on it.’

She did as he asked and his hands spread her knees apart without much resistance. His head then went down on her and the sexy kiss he gave on her pussy before he began, made her felt much more relaxed. His palm had rested under her thighs and his thumbs peeled her labia apart, making way for his tongue that was only interested at the pink little gem under a hood. Nicole felt a chill up her spine and her legs opened even wider for him.

The continuous flicking of his tongue drove her crazy and the small squirt of juice accurately landed in his mouth, which he hungrily slurped it up. After that, she helped him up and reached for his belt to the bulge under those shorts. Calmly, he held her hands and shook his head.

Chris: ‘I don’t want you to do that for me. I don’t need it.’

He went down on one of his knees and gave those wet fingers a lick, before placing it at her pussy opening and asking for permission. She just held his hand with the two outstretched fingers, pulling it towards herself and Chris knew immediately what to do. Starting out slow, he watched Nicole’s expression change from an excited one to an enjoyable one, eyes closed, mouth wide open breathing deeply, hand reaching down her stomach towards her clit to increase the potency, and her legs that were twitching as he bent his fingers in different directions.

Chris: ‘You like it?’
Nicole: ‘Oh yes! Go faster.’

He listened obediently and pierced into her even quicker, creating the slurping noises that could be heard clearly in the cubicle. Her moans got louder as well, but Chris would slow down whenever she did so, and would go faster as her volume went down. In the heated masturbathon, Nicole’s body was reacting well to the introduction of another person’s fingers, that knew no tiredness. Chris knew from pornography that women would usually stop masturbation when they climaxed, but it wasn’t what they really wanted.

Nicole found a way to overcome that, and he wanted to give her an unforgettable evening as well. As his fingers rammed deeper, the gradual tightness contracted around them and he knew she was about to climax. Pumping his arm even faster, her finger also rubbed on her clit at the same pace, murmuring phrases in a trance-like expression. In less than a minute later, her pussy just closed themselves onto Chris’ fingers and her other hand went to his hand to stop him. But against her natural response, Chris knew exactly what to do and overpowered her hand on his, resuming the merciless fingering into her squirming pussy.

A long set of pulses across her body sent Nicole into a convulsion and he just kept going for as long as he could. With her fingers off her clit, he took over immediately and the flooding of pleasure into her mind had knocked her out, but the orgasms through her body still continued. He had been watching closely as her eyes shut themselves and her arms lose strength to hold herself up. His hand finally got off her clit and supported her head, while his other hand was still digging at her.

Chris: ‘Wake up little princess.’

A peck followed suit and her eyes opened grudgingly. Her hands just reached down to her pussy and pushed his hand away, going into another short round of fit from the sensitivity. He carried her up and placed himself on the toilet seat, cradling her in his arms, holding onto her until she recovered her strength and wore her bra back.

They sat at the bench for a few more minutes before she decided she had to leave. After all, the guilt that ran through her mind was still salvageable, having not done anything too extreme with the guy she barely knew. He did not contact her until she did, and the regret was gone after more talking, and the kinky conversations that they had was tempting her to meet him up again, possibly for something bigger.

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Late Night Moans

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Nicole bid her parents goodbye as they left their house at 11pm to work. It wasn’t frequent they had to leave at such hours, but it did happen at least once every month. Since they weren’t going overseas, she did not send them any further and locked the door after they entered the lift, aware that they might return anytime.

Going back to her room, a slight relieve was felt in her heart as she knew it was time for that special moment with herself. Her shirt was lifted up and the pair of shorts she wore was removed, revealing the set of black panties she wore underneath.

She then went to her balcony facing the park to have a feel of the cooling breeze running through her house. The thrill of someone seeing her in that braless shirt had even began to turn her on a little. Hmm.. if only there was a man to do her from behind. Her chest was above the ledge of the wall and her pair of small boobs rested on the cold tiles, that made her nipples pointy. The sudden freedom just felt especially great, along with the slight teasing from Mother Nature.

After a while of peaceful moment, she went back to the living room, and went to the door’s peep hole to have a look outside, wishing a guy to be standing there, waiting to be let in. But thankfully, she knew it was just her fantasy toying her mind and she would prefer not to lose her virginity before marriage. Looking for a few more seconds through her door, her hand had moved to the lever and clicked downwards on it, letting the door glide open quietly. Slowly, more of her body was exposed to the yellow florescent lights and she made a daring move to open the gates.

Nicole’s slippers were put on conveniently and she took a step out, certain that her neighbours were all asleep by then. The door closed gently on its own and she had left the gates opened while she headed for the stairs a few steps away. Given her waist-length shirt, it was barely covering her butt, making her feel vulnerable. She sat down a few steps lower from her level so she could keep an eye on her door, while her legs opened instinctively.

Nicole had wanted to reach into her panties at first, since it was safer as well, in case anyone really walked into her while she was getting off. As she started to stretch her panties to accommodate her hand, another thought stroke her and it was in fact quite contradicting – if she had wanted to be safe, she would not have came out into the open in that kind of attire. So, in a quick move, she lifted her butt off the cold ground and slipped her panties off, placing it aside in a pile.

With a possibility of being caught, she did not want to keep her starving pussy waiting either. Both her hands immediately slid down the creamy smooth thighs, until they reached her pinkish folds of flesh. Holding the thicker flaps toward the sides, her index finger started working on her clit, while the other hand’s middle and fourth finger slid lower to her love hole. Very carefully, she pushed two fingers in and the rubbing on her clit got faster to relieve the slight pain when she penetrated herself.

Her eyes closed as the fondling and fingering got faster by the minute, while the unstoppable sensual moans came out of her mouth in a futile attempt to keep her volume down. As the long awaited climax slowly filled her mind up like a slow filling of a cup, she could feel the tightness beginning to close her vaginal walls, and her fingers were getting harder to pump. The rubbing on her clit quickened and she knew it was a trick to get her body to be more relaxed so she could keep her fingers moving.

The climax had reached its peak after a long time building up in Nicole and she slowed down to prepare herself. A deep breath of air was taken and the finger on her clit started to go all out, vigorously abusing her swollen pearl while her fingers forced themselves into the squeezing tight pussy. With the deadly combo, her body gave in immediately to the double input of pleasure and a thin stream of liquid leaked, going down her pussy and dripping onto the steps below. Her rubbing finger kept pushing on for more as her body went into the convulsion that felt even better with the thoughts of having someone catching her in this state.

How would it feel like? Imagine you just walked into a girl who was shivering on the stairs while her hand kept moving between her legs? Feign ignorance? Try to help her? Anyway, her body was close to collapsing with the continuous tease and it was overwhelming her innocent mind. That sensation felt so heavenly that she could see the sky spinning and stars moving even with her eyes wide open. Her mind had took over by then and perceived orgasms in a different manner.

It took her more than three minutes to calm her body down and it was the most dangerous period as she had no energy left to pick herself up, much less defend herself if anyone tried to rape her. As she clung onto the handrails, her wobbly legs brought her back into the house and she went straight for her room after locking the door. Finally, she fell onto the bed in exhaustion and her fingers naturally went between her legs to continue giving her clit little touches, sending her to sleep in the midst of shivers and trembles.

The next morning, Nicole still dressed in her shirt, she went out into her doorstep haphazardly and went straight to the steps to retrieve her panties. She then heard a door knob turned and made a dash into her house, locking the door and gave pats on her chest.

*whew*

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Overpowered

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Going back to school after Nicole’s O levels was the most dreadful thing. She had to spray her brown tinted hair black, and put on the school’s uniform that she had grown out of. That set of white top and grey skirt was tight and short to a point, it looked more like roleplaying than uniform. As expected, she received all the staring or disapproving eyes, which could not be helped. Under her faded white blouse, she wore a pink bra that had a black Swarovski in the center of the little ribbon located between the two cups, and about 80% of her legs were exposed to the glaring sun.

She went into the school and those guys behind her had been checking her out, dressed in baggy pants and crumpled shirts. The day was quite a draggy one with speeches, and preparation talks for their next phase of education, that she knew had no escape from. Then arranged in rows according to their index numbers, she was the first few in her Normal Academic class to collect her results and could not walk away from the hall before her friends stopped her for photos.

Most of the day was spent chatting and comparing results. Nicole being a smart but lazy girl, she scored nine points and was the envy of the rest of her cohort. None had expected her to do so well, but she proved them wrong. Instead, she felt no excitement nor proudness of her results, as though she had expected it. Nonetheless, she was on her way home to get some sleep from the unusual early day.

Leaving her certificate on the dining table, she did not want to talk to her parents since they should be proud of her and probably give her the rest she wanted. In the empty house, there was nothing else to do, having gave up her online world, only a handful of friends were real to her. Being the lazy girl she was, she unbuttoned her shirt and removed her bra from under, before pulling her panties off her hips as well, leaving her skirt on.

Having the whole house to herself was not an everyday privilege, and she was not going to waste the quietness as well. Pulling the centre of her skirt up to her unguarded privates, her hands went to it and spread her pussy lips, before her index finger started to rub on her sore clit. Well, it was sore cause she had masturbated herself to sleep last night, partly causing her tiredness from the lack of sleep.

Rubbing lightly on her sensitive part, she closed her eyes and imagined one of her crush, lying beside her and helping her get off. As she went on, her pussy got wetter and it was making her fingers slippery as well, something that would help very much if she wanted to go faster. Increasing her pace gradually, her pussy was also asking for some attention. Her mind cleared of the worrying results, she was relaxed and had pushed one of her fingers carefully in, reaching all the way and stroking at the outer part with the bumps.

That was the most calming spot to play with and she started moaning as well, in the emptiness of her house. Since there was no reasons to hold back, her pace got quicker, and her moans just echoed around in her house. Despite the little soreness below, she could not stop her fingers from going deeper and harder. With two of her fingers inside, her palm was hitting against her clit and it just made her felt higher.

In no time, the first wave of intense orgasm ran through her body and she had to stop all her movements so her convulsing body could go away. After her body calmed down, her fingers went back to the same places again, and the whole process of fingering went on again.

As the second orgasm approached, Nicole had another thought in her mind. What if I did not stop rubbing but just continue? She had to find out sooner or later. This time, she went slightly slower, but kept on touching herself non-stop. It was the build up to the small explosion in her head, and the anticipation was killing her.

Three minutes later, her fingers that was inside her and the one that was rubbing on her clit, began to tremble, and she knew it was about time. As she pressed on, the shivering got stronger. She knew she could stop and the orgasm would happen, but something in her wanted more. With a countdown ticking in her heart, the powerful wave of orgasm drew all her strength away but her mind was keeping her hands moving. Her fingers inside was immobilised as her pussy was contracting too tightly, she could not free herself nor her body wanted to let her go.

Her finger on the clit was still available and she kept teasing it, vibrating her index and middle finger on it, for as long as the convulsion lasted. However, the more she did it, her body got weaker and weaker, sending another orgasm into her that amplified the initial one. Her moans became cries of help and her finger that was working hard, had a mind of its own and just kept moving.

Nicole’s hand finally broke free from both her pussy and clit, but the violent thrashing of her body continued. As it slowly died down, twitches took over and it was as erratic as she could handle. She tried to sit up at one point, but the change in position stirred something and the shivers would return, sending her down on the bed. Another attempt to touch her clit to sooth the soreness, sent yet another series of twitching that threw her hands off.

It was such a strong effect that she could not ignore the pleasure she had felt. It was bombarding her mind with every possible emotions, and giving her body the maximum amount of pleasure it could handle. Despite her exhaustion and the inability to masturbate anymore that day, she felt a sense of satisfaction and happiness. It was unbelievable to her that an intimate afternoon to herself can change her mood to a much livelier one.

With the clock ticking hypnotically, Nicole fell asleep until her parents returned and she hopped out of bed still in her uniform, to tell her parents about her results. As happy as the family was, they changed their plans to eat at home and brought her out to a Japanese restaurant, with the icy cold Soba their daughter had missed eating.

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Little Secrets 3

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Joey was already 18 when she first had her experience with masturbation. The curious her had decided to explore after reading 50 Shades of Grey, but was careful and delicate in how she was going to do it. There was no way to enjoy the stories without the knowledge of sex and its pleasure. It was too good a trilogy to miss and worse, to read and not understand.

The day was especially free and with her house empty, she had all she needed to meet the devil in her. Keeping her iPhone on Google, she managed to find articles about masturbation and she planned to take it as far as fingering herself, but not with her fingers. Going into her bathroom, she filled her tub to her ankle height with lukewarm water and prepared to shower. The water, cold for her comfort did not affect her in anyway nor diminish her desire to find out more.

Joey sat in the tub with the sleek shower head and proceeded to aim the jet at her clit. She had no way of knowing if she got it right. Picturing the image of a vagina in her mind, she used her two fingers and opened her centrefold, before going upwards to expose her clit. With no warning, the jet hit her right in the spot and she felt a sense of weakness going through her. Never before she felt so vulnerable and manipulable, her body was no longer in her control.

The jet of water splashed onto her clit and it soon got swollen and more sensitive. Coldness overwhelmed her and she had to pause to adjust the water temperature. Looking at the thin shower head, she knew it was his lucky day to be able to help his mistress out. As the water level rose, she placed the shower head in its position to penetrate into her and very carefully, she made her way in. The expansion of her vagina did not experience too much pain in the warmth and the jet had stopped spraying water.

Inches by inches, her body had anticipated the deep-body exploration and showed no resistance. As a good 4 inches was in, it was the point in time she felt an even stronger force which sucked more of her energy out. It was a certain area in her vagina, which she guessed was her G-spot. Moving the (shower) head in and out of her, the G-spot gradually lowered its sensitivity as her pace increased. Still, it had gotten a lot of strength out of her. Her body’s muscles had gone into relaxation and was only moving, fuelled by sheer pleasure.

The bathroom echoed her moans as it grew in volume, started from just her audible breaths. The head was moving furiously in and out of her, escalating into her first orgasm quickly which she faced with bravery, accepting her ‘end’. With her hand weakening, she pulled the plug of the tub and let it drained out of water, until it reached her ankle deep. Slowing herself down, she knew her first orgasm must be dealt, with her feeling the full effect of it.

Once the water reached the desired level, she replaced the stopper and lay flat against the bottom. Her legs were opened and out of the tub by the edge, and the shower head was once again in high speed thrusting the life out of her. As the climax neared with the crazy moans, one of her legs slipped and turned on the water to the head, as her climax arrived, the jet intensified the effects by flooding her pussy and forcing the water on her G-spot. Her legs quickly closed with the shower head trapped in her and she embraced herself as the water got forced out of her pussy.

Unless she switched it off, her orgasm would not stop. So, using her last bit of energy, she raised her feet and as she did that, the change in the shower head’s position triggered her overdrive and while her feet did turned that tap off, her body was spraying out its own liquid. The hot juices squirting out of her would not stop despite her hands on her pussy and never before, she gave up control and allowed herself to thrash around like a fish out of water, spraying that fluid while she tried to calm herself down.

Finally, after a whole minute, her convulsion died down and she stopped moving, crouched in the tub. There was nothing left of her except her body. If anyone was to rape her now, she would not have the energy to fight back either.

The first orgasm she felt was this strong, and way bigger than what she read and imagined. Fuck me. She said with no regrets but in shock and exhaustion.

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