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Wetting Ourselves

Without waiting for her friend to move into the passenger seat, Diana jumped onto my lap in her drunken state to get to some stable ground. A hard object hit my groin and wetness immediately warmed my shorts, to which she just act playful and stayed on top of me.

‘Are you going to sit on his lap for the whole trip?’, teased her friend when she saw how crazy Diana was. ‘Uh huh! My baby seat!’, she wrapped my arms around her exposed waist and leaned her head on my shoulders, breathing alcoholic air into my neck. Tilting her head to my ear, she did a ‘stretch’ to pull my head closer, whispering, ‘Alight with me later k? I’ll clean you up’.

I let my pants soak whatever liquid she was releasing, until the distinct smell of pee filled up the car. Admitting that her bladder was about to blow, much of the journey was spent in the strong wind against our faces. Soon, we reached her place first and I found my excuse to escort her home, which the group understood since I lived hearby.

We walked awkwardly away from their loud farewell till we entered the lift, where Diana kept apologising. ‘How did that even happen?!’, I had to ask in the most bewildered tone. I knew she was wearing something hard, perhaps a G-string or a pair of safety shorts, but the speed she peed puzzled me the most.

‘Walk behind me k? My brother is home’, she made sure to ring her keys loudly when we entered, only to hear her brother addressing him from the closed bedroom door. We went straight to the common bathroom only to have her try to strip my shorts, and removing her own once I took over my own pants.

‘Shit la!’, was the most appropriate thing to exclaim when we both saw how big the stain was. ‘Go into my bedroom first’, was my next instruction as she soaked our bottoms in a pail, adding Dettol to it to musk the scent.

As Diana appeared in the room with towels, she was in an oversized t-shirt without any visible pants on. I removed my underwear as told and used wet wipes to clean myself up, while she packed my undies into a plastic bag. ‘You can go home without underwear right?’, she asked just as the lights were turned off, to hide the fact that someone else was in her room.

‘GOODNIGHT KOR!’, the fake tone she wished her brother in managed to get us an expected reply, sending us to navigate in the dimness of her room. ‘Sit down leh. Don’t make me feel so bad. Got clean properly right?’, I joined her in the bed under the blanket with one of those mysterious erection, perhaps stirred awake by the girly aroma of her room.

There was nothing else for us to do except to sleep, and wait till day break when her brother would head for work. Lying butt naked next to her, the last bit of alcohol was engaging her super comfy state.

Her cold hand soon brushed over my groin and she grabbed it suddenly, exhaling deeply into my neck (again). ‘Someone’s hard?’, she sounded a little slutty with that question. Holding the answer in her hand, she managed to get me moaning with a few adjustments of her grip. My lifeless arm was then brought to her belly and she stretched her panties (which I then knew she wore one) for me to enter.

‘I’m wet too’, a moan extended those words as I touched her wet clit, rubbing in circular motions while she jerked me. The ‘formal’ exchange of pleasure was in the most awkward position, tiring my arm out from the eagerness to make me finger her. In no time, she was the only one working under the discretion of her stationary blanket.

‘I can’t move much in this position leh’, the softest whisper escaped my mouth and she hugged my legs like a bolster. Holding my waist gently, she tugged a few times for me to lie on top of her. My cock was stroked and stoked on the contact with her pussy, swiping up and down that narrow slit of hers. Giving in to her slow pull, my hips descended onto her groin and penetrated her vagina, moaning continuously to my entry.

Once I positioned myself away but on top of her, she held my ribs with the softest grip, breathing out the word, ‘quietly’. My hips slammed right into her pussy and saw her bit her lips to contain the excitement, loosening her mind as I pounded her non-stop.

The horny teen lifted her own knees over my shoulders and I kept one of her legs straight, piercing her repeatedly in the unique angle. It only took me a few minutes to feel her squeezing, followed by a brief shower over my balls. ‘Fuckkkk! I just came!’, her hands were unconsciously pulling me closer to her when she groaned, wanting more of it.

I shut her knees together and rolled her over into doggy, where she was quicker to stick her ass out at me. In the ambient twilight from outside her windows, I shoved my cock deep into her and held onto her waist to get my dessert. Loud groans went straight into her pillow as I hammered her hard, jerking her body towards the headboard.

Under ten minutes later, she was tightening again, this time, around my out-of-control shaft. Affected by booze and the random encounter, I couldn’t stop myself even if I wanted to. ‘Diana! I’m cumming!’, my warning for her shocked the hell out of her and she jumped away, only to scramble to my twitching dick over her bedsheets.

‘How now!’, she did the one thing she never should and grabbed my dick, giving it the last straw. ‘Mouth mouth!’, I retracted my hips away but it only made things worst. Her face dived in front of my cock and received the first load across her cheeks, forcing her to take me into her mouth as the rest of it ejaculated into her trembling lips.

Strong suctions kept me cumming until there was nothing left – to dirty her bed. Somehow irritated, she threw her blanket over my naked half and went out of her room, to handle whatever load I just gave her. When she returned, she kept quiet and snuggled into my chest, falling asleep to the heavy head on top of me.

The next morning, my morning wood received a ‘warm welcome’ from the body towering over me, awaking my senses to a gorgeous view. ‘My bro is out’, she began rocking her butt as I held her hips, shaking her back and forth. That cowgirl ride of hers didn’t last long once I sat upright, laying her on her back for another round of intense punishment.

This time, I creamed over her tummy as requested, ending our ONS with a thorough shower for each other. When it was time for me to go, the sight of my shorts hanging from a bamboo pole gave us the revelation. ‘I think my brother knows’, she said with darting eyes of shyness. We went for a breakfast together before I head home, as a much less-intimate friends.

Damn. I forgot my favourite pair of underwear.

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Office Slut

‘Umm.. J. For the appraisal, can you write something nice for me?’, asked Tiffany whom did nothing but come up with excuses every time I tried to get her outside working hours. Most of the programming were done by me over sleepless nights and endless cups of coffee, on top of building the custom server rig alone. ‘I’ll try’, said me in a half-fuck, pissed off tone, clearly tired of being the nice guy. Up to the last day, I was trying to brief her about the presentation for the big client. The salvation was when she decided to just sit quietly and let me finalise the closure.

For a reputable company, merits are of outmost importance since they had no intentions to pay for non-performing staff. As for Tiffany, she had bootlicked and seduced for long enough in the office, where everyone knew (the few things) she was only capable of.

‘Please?’, the act cute tone did nothing to slow my typing down, frightening her with the constant appearance of ‘absent’, ‘uncontactable’ and ‘uncommitted’. She finally gave in and apologised for her mistake, barely moving my heart at all. All I could remember was the meetings I had to cancel, and normal night life I used to have.

At 9pm, the office was empty after I concluded my presentation, leaving me to quickly submit the peer-appraisal for commission issuance. ‘I’ll give you my share? Just let me keep my job. Pleaseee?’, I wasn’t surprised that she wasn’t in a hurry to finish the testimonial, since everyone knew my style of ‘if you are not going to do it, I will’.

Writing my conclusion about my tiredness and helplessness during the project, her hand undid one button in a snap. I threw myself back on the chair and gave her the ‘what the fuck’ look, never been more disinterested in my life. I AM looking at a promotion, pay raise, and probably a better position in the company I just spoke to.

She continued to undo my shirt until I shoved her away, Ctrl+S-ing my file in case she decided to try something funny. ‘Draft Saved’, those texts got her impatient and she pulled my chair away from the keyboard, climbing over my lap and peeling my expensive shirt away.

‘Let me do something for you?’, she hugged me around my back and the warmth of her hands did stir something in my pants. The black jacket came off her body and a crop spag flashed her belly to me. What a slut, I thought so hard hoping she could hear that. Her skirt fell to the ground after she unzipped the side, thongs following shortly after.

Tiffany got on her knees between my legs and unbuckled so easily, as if she had been doing it to everyone. My cock didn’t even catch the aircon before it went into her mouth, taking away all the accumulated stress in a singly stroke. To be fair, her blowjob was heavenly but I didn’t want to give in so easily. Staying calm and clear headed, those gagging noises did not affect my urge to cum at all.

The ruffle of her bag got my attention during the oral part, watching a silvery foil disappear in her palm. She went hands-free to tear the wrapper away and rolled the condom on with her mouth.

‘The window or here?’, the potential salesgirl (if she wasn’t that lazy) knew how to ask. I pointed to the free-for-all table at the window and she got my message immediately. Bending over the edge, I stripped her spag top off and unhooked her bra, unsurprised by her obedience for such occasion. She first went to give herself a little rub before slapping her palms on the window, ready for payback.

I rammed my cock angrily into her and pounded her hard, keeping her face glued to the window as long as I could. My mind was already conducting another meeting, about what a loser I was to trade honesty for sex. I had came this far to regret and just hammered her continuously, while hearing her fake moans trying to make me cum.

A transaction, was what it felt like when she asked me to go faster. Giving her all my rage, I dragged her to the full-length window fucked till her knees gave way. In doggystyle, there was no mercy left in me as I pumped her whole body at the glass.

‘I’m cumming!’, I cried out as my mind asked if I was sure. It seemed that I really couldn’t accept myself doing this after all. She straightened her ass away from me and quickly led me to my chair, squatting eagerly in front of my cock. The condom came off with a small ache and she sucked on it as if her life depended on my cum.

Milking me for my balls’ worth, the change in ‘atmosphere’ and ‘humidity’ forced my load into her mouth, feeling her tongue slide under my shaft to empty down her throat. The experienced young colleague really drained my mind once she pushed herself away. Clean, moist and pleased. My dick couldn’t be in better shape than that.

Like the materialistic girl she was, I was spun back to my laptop and wrote a new testimony for her. With words like ‘impressive’, ‘trained’ and ‘skilled’, I was describing her sexual prowess instead. No, I could never write the word ‘asset’ for her.

Once I sent the email, she was long dressed nice and normal, while I was naked waist down. The kiss she gave on my cheek made me felt worst, but the deal was settled. Clicking my way into the company’s surveillance footage, everything she did was caught on the night-vision cameras. To be honest, it wasn’t the first time such an activity was recorded, but I just had to save a copy for myself.

The next day, Tiffany was on no-pay leave. All the guys had seen AND revived all the footage of her ‘service’, spreading the ‘love’ among the men. We kept the secret so well that only our boss knew the reason for her to be fired.

Oops! Remember to never shit where you eat, or at least wipe your mouth after you do.

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Blue Morning

Walking his fingers down Jodie’s belly, she stirred awake from her sleep in the darkness of dawn. A deep breath filled her chest up, followed by a smile in Seth’s direction.

Seth (whispering): ‘Good morning baby.’
Jodie: ‘Mmmm.. ‘

She let him pull her legs apart, feeling his fingertips next joined together, running along her dry slit. The tiny bumps across her clit, brushing the insides of the sensitive folds of flesh, sank her chest in yet another deep breath out.

There was no need for her to fantasise about what was happening, for she was sober from his slow and gentle caress. He lifted one of her legs over his back to get under, and between her skinny thighs, where she helped to raise her knees up for him.

Jodie (whispering): ‘Getting your breakfast?’
Seth: ‘Uh huh.’

She felt his fingers stretching her labia open and his warm breath getting closer to her pussy, before the slippery, wet tongue rubbed her clit. She had unknowingly gone into ‘meditation’ from the air she took, only to exhale as slow as he dragged his tongue upwards.

‘Fuckk.. ‘, her soft voice lost the resistance and hinted at his great progress. For one, she couldn’t tell how wet she was with his saliva mixed into her pussy. Her feet went higher as he suckled on her erected clit, yearning for attention yet begging for gentleness at the same time.

His teeth occasionally hit that sore spot, causing jolts of pleasure to arise from the pleasurable reminder. Still, his stiff lips and skilled tongue managed to get enough out of her to quench his thirst, exhausting Jodie before she even got to her day.

There was nothing said when he closed her feet neatly together, rolling her over on her chest on top of her pillow. Sitting on her perky small butt, his strong fingers worked down her back to awaken her lethargic muscles, moving all the way to her lower hips.

Jodie sank deeper into the bed when he rested his chest on top of her, bringing her mind to the hard on between her crack.

Jodie (whispering): ‘Hey?’
Seth: ‘Shhh.. ‘

He blew his words right into her ear turned sideways, and straightened his legs beside hers. His thick, throbbing cock felt hot to her skin, moving under her wet slit and stopped there. Immobilised by his weight, she arched her hips up a little, just enough for him to tuck the tip into her opening.

Very carefully, he dipped his manhood into her vagina, groaning to her tightness just like every morning. His angle from her rear, stroked across her most delicate trail on the underside of her pussy. ‘Ngh!’, she yelped in her gentle voice as he unknowingly shocked her.

Seth spent a few long seconds motionless inside her, squeezing his abs to make his cock twitch for her. Picking his chest up, he held her hips lightly, before sliding his thighs over her bubbly butt cheeks. The continuous penetration started to cloud Jodie’s mind, knocking her back to slumber but unable to sleep from the slow injection of ecstasy.

Her light headedness drifted around the bed, happening like the erratic wavelengths of a heartbeat monitor. The random peaks, the gentle sensations, the fist-tightening moments, all took place in his energetic thrusts into her. Sean sounded especially sexy when he groaned under her control on his dick.

He did not take long before losing a bit of his mind, going faster to increase the frequency of her cute squeals. Her toes aligned to the bed as an orgasm accumulate in her thighs, travelling upwards as he pushed his body further. That size of him, sliding so harshly into the tiny hole, felt so amazing for her developing mind. She almost imagined him to be fucking her whole body with that magic wand of his.

Seth (groaning): ‘JO!’
Jodie (whispering): ‘I’m going to cum too!’

Just as her vagina closed itself around his shaft, he let her push him out but kept moving it under those pink lips. The familiar motion across her clit resumed the stimulation for her orgasm and he just went ever fast. As her arms suddenly tucked into her chest, Sean’s body pinned her flat at the same time as the hot cum that splashed into the tiny crack between her legs.

The heat from his load gave her the last tease on her clit and she came together with him, squeezing her thighs for him to make that final few strokes. ‘Arghh!’, Seth’s voice resonated loudly in her head as he spiralled out of control, wiping his sweaty forehead on her back.

He climbed off her body and brought a towel to her, cleaning her up while she tided her hair from intense session. Returning to their normal routine, Jodie went into the showers and he went to collect his clothes, to wash up after her.

Jodie: ‘I’m going out now.’
Seth: ‘Have a good day baby.. ‘

He caught her rolling her eyes after his sentence and closed the door behind her. First, change the bedsheets, then cook the lunch he will be bringing to her on his way to work.

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Rape Report

Part 1 | Part 2

Pain shot through my spine when he slammed me against the wall, right in the open area of where I usually walked to the market. Never did I expect to be the victim of rape here, a country known for it’s safe and clean streets. The straps of my bra top snapped against my shoulders when he ripped them off, hands groping my boobs painfully as if he never touched one before. I was so disgusted by his oily hand over my mouth, restricting my screams with his thumbs and index easily pinching my nose to suffocate me.

His mouth landed on my nipples next and those gritty teeth nibbled on them mercilessly. It hurt like hell when he bit the flesh surrounding them, fearing that he might just bite a chunk off with his strength. Since my top was already gone, my FBT shorts were next. He pushed them down my thighs and forced his hand between my legs, sliding those rough fingers along my vagina.

I could tell that he had lost his mind when he pushed my shoulders down, making me squat with my legs open. What happened next needed no guesses. His fingers rammed right into my hole and sent me screaming into his hand. They were big, thick and long. So long that I was sure something tore inside me. As he fingered me relentlessly, my body started leaking fluids, giving him the most contradicting idea that I wanted it.

The faster he went, the less I could see, or fight. I couldn’t believe my own mouth when moans came out, complimenting the fierce thrusts of his hand. Once he got me wet, he stopped – to take his cock out before my eyes. The thick veins, dark pink, and sheer length made me dash from the sides in the most stupidest manner.

He grabbed my ankles and dragged me back to him, scraping the skin on my legs where my shorts weren’t covering. It only took him two seconds to carry me onto his body, both arms under each of my legs to spread me real wide. Knocking me for the second time against the wall, he had me completely pinned as he angled his hips into me.

His dick simply split my head open when he rammed it inside, stretching me in every directions. I could totally feel my vagina thinning out to his size, exposing every sensitive areas to the veins brushing against it. There was no way to hold onto myself anymore and he conquered me with his vicious slamming, and gouging, freeing my moans from my lungs.

The whispers he made, commenting on my tightness and figure, I only felt wetter upon hearing them. His strong arms gave me the safest feel, without any fears of falling. His pelvic bone just kept hitting me non-stop with pleasure. My arms slowly tightened around his neck as his dick felt ‘larger’, knowing that my orgasm was just seconds away.

As soon as I squealed into his ear, he dropped to his knees in an agonising groan, barely moving but wanted so badly to. ‘I’m cumming!’, he blared in the silent night and he straightened his body (knees on grass), flattening me on the wall vertically like a frog. I tried to push him away but there was no gap for me to extend my arms at all.

Feeling his bulge expand, tears couldn’t come out in time for his load that pumped right into me. The single orgasm unloaded five to six rounds inside, causing a glowing warm scene to appear in my mind. He shifted backwards and placed me on the grass gently, before running away while pulling his pants up.

Crawling behind a wall nearby away from the street lamps, I dug huge globs of cum onto the grass and looked helplessly at what I could reach. My shorts, torn spag top, went on my bruised body and I wobbled back home.

Even though no one saw my return, I was disturbed by my momentary enjoyment during the rape. What the fuck was I thinking? If only I had anything on him..

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House Pet

Kitty: ‘What do I wear today Master?’
Master: ‘This, and the white shirt.’

Kitty untangled the bondage bra and bikini set into two portion, putting them off in front of her Master she faithfully devoted her life to. Besides their marriage cert, a confidential document signing her obedience and anti-PPO (personal protection order) allowed her to receive all the love from him, without any chances of giving in to his extreme requests.

The cotton straps clamped her D cups into two suggestive buns, while the strap running under her pussy rubbed her clit with every move. As quickly as she got wet, he handed her a pair of nipple stickers to hide her pointy tits, before she wore the white shirt that couldn’t be buttoned to the top.

Master: ‘We’re going to a private party tonight. There will be dancing, and lots of others dressed like you too. So don’t worry about it.’

They made their way to the HDB carpark where pairs of eyes stared at her slutty outfit, turning her on even more with their attention. He stayed close to her all the time, deterring any fishy males from ‘running’ into her. As soon as the car doors slammed shut, she was relieved from the unnerving looks she got.

Master automatically unzipped his pants and took his dick out, before the car moved off to a bungalow. Kitty needed no instructions to start sucking, ignoring all the vehicles that peeped into their car during the ride. Her job was to keep him hard, and pleased no matter when.

Master: ‘Do you want me to cum?’
Kitty: ‘Can I want it?’
Master: ‘Yes you can. For today.’

She bobbed her head even faster in the motionless car in the private carpark, listening to his grunts as he guided her tempo. After five long minutes of oral sex, he rubbed her back sensually to give her a warning. Kitty parked her lips at his tip and jerked his exposed shaft continuously, till his delicious load spilled into her hungry mouth.

Kitty swallowed them the moment he was done and tucked his little one back, safe and comfortably angled right. He led the way to his friend’s place and the other girl in more decent clothing made Kitty stood out.

Master: ‘Eh! I thought you said sexy?’
Friend: ‘Ya lo! Why are you so anti-climax? Go change into the black laced dress.’

Kitty heard Master’s command to join Roxy and they went to get themselves sorted out. A feast of sushi and pizza filled their tummies up well, before the guys sat lazily on the couch. Kitty whispered into Master ears to get a thumbs up from him, and she told Roxy about it.

The girls wasted no time in putting away the stacked boxes before kneeling in front of their men, stripping their pants off followed by the girls’ tops. Master received the second serving of blowjob with his friend, both chatting about their businesses while slurping noises eased the tensed discussion. Kitty was quick to undo her bondage g-straps around her waist (an action approved in case she feels any discomfort in her permitted attire), to run her fingers along her slit to show Master her readiness.

Master: ‘Doggy first. Bro, get your girl in missionary.’

The L-shaped couched provided ample space for their foursome position and the girls made out to the erratic jerks from their men. Master was especially loud that evening from Kitty’s tightness, as well as the extra liquid lubricating his thrusts. His friend was in equal amount of pleasure, humping his girl into loud moans.

Master: ‘Kitty, you’re super tight today huh? Making Master weak?’
Kitty (moaning): ‘No Master.. it is an accident.’
Roxy (moaning): ‘Master.. you’re big tonight.’
Kitty (whispering): ‘Same here.’

The two girls swapped their positions with their respective Masters and Kitty was just as loud, getting hornier as Master grew bigger inside her. The boys soon got tired of working and placed their girls neck-over the edge of the sofa, while their legs hung over the backrest. Kneeling in front of their ladies’ faces, their dicks were spa-treated in their hardworking mouths.

The men didn’t just enjoy themselves one-way, their hands continued to massage the boobs before them, and reaching so far to their pussies to keep them wet.

Friend: ‘Girls, rub yourself till you orgasm.’

The power of the ‘league’ gave the men power to control any girls in their group, but limited to non-contact pleasure without their Masters’ presence. Kitty was enjoying herself through pleasing her Master’s cock, as well as giving herself a good rub.

Master: ‘Okay. Now go over to the back of the sofa for the delivery.’

The girls went behind and bent over their cute asses for them. The Masters took up their positions (exchanging partners), and plunged their raw dicks inside. The difference in characteristics immediately got their attention, but they were somewhat expecting that to happen. Moans still filled up the room in the tag-team competition, though the girls were receiving different cocks thrusting inside them.

Orgasms soon brought the volume up in the living room, and the harder movements from the guys marked the incoming delivery.

Friend: ‘Bro.’

Their dicks swapped holes again and Master went all out on Kitty, pumping her so hard another orgasm just weakened her legs instantly. His load came shortly after and lined her vagina with his man juice, forcing them deeper as his hammering continued. His friend came around the same time too but Roxy had fainted from his violence, but still given her share of cum although unconsciously.

Kitty, who was awake, licked Master dry before she went to put on her clothes, as instructed. Master’s friend carried his girl into the bedroom and walked the couple to their car, giving his best wishes before they drove off.

Kitty: ‘Master. Do you want me to suck?’
Master: ‘Have a good rest. You did well today.’

She caught a nap till they reached home, where they got naked like how they always were in their own house. Master tucked Kitty into bed first to finish up his last bit of work, and woke her up with his gentle massage on her excellent pussy.

Kitty (whispering): ‘Thank you Master.’

He joined her in bed after she came and slept till morning, where her mouth hosted his morning wood as his alarm. She was the only reason he remained fit, so he could cum as much as she needed to be fucked. A good girl married to a faithful husband.